You're messing with our only woman...You'll pay for that.
“Unfinished Business” · Season 1, Episode 15
In this episode: Dean Winchester (940), Damon Salvatore (715), Sam Winchester (665), Olivia Benson (637), Stephen Fry (608), Narrator (554), Clark Kent (523), Nate (486)
(after finding the remains of the hundred men he's slain, Casca finds Guts apparently lifeless body, and starts shaking it)
Please stop shaking me. It really isn't helping the pain.
You know, there's no need for you to worry yourself. It was for my own sake that I did all that. It wasn't for you in particular. It's just my nature. I'd rather fight with my sword than run away, that's all.
So that's the only reason? You fought a hundred men cause... It's not in your nature to run away?
Yeah, pretty much. Besides, I owed that bastard some payback. My memory of things is a bit unclear, I was lost in the swordplay. But to tell you the truth, there was something I just couldn't get out of my head. Compared to what you're trying to do, me fighting a hundred men means nothing, it has no purpose. I'm not talking about just you, I mean Griffith also. The two of you have something important that you can stake your lives on. I think it's great, I truly mean that. Compared to the strength of that purpose, whether I face a hundred men in battle or even a thousand, seems like nothing but a random act.
Guts, I...
Some view, huh?
Huh?
Gaston doesn't think he's very suited for army life. His intention is to start a tailoring business with the money he's earned when this war is over. He's very good with his hands, though he may not look it. Nikol had proposed to a woman who refused him once. Apparently she didn't want to marry a common soldier, so he declared he'd get promoted as soon as possible so that he could ask her again. That's why he tends to be so reckless and overextends himself in battle. It seems to me that everybody stakes their lives in a lost cause. Looking over them all from up here, I almost think I can see their hopes and dreams flickering in each little light.
Like a bonfire of dreams.
Well, that was beautiful. You sounded like the Princess talking.
Don't say that! But I understand; it's like each one of them has his own little light or small flame that he brings to the Band of the Hawk.
Yeah, and to ensure those weaker flames don't go out, each man casts his own into the strongest fire of them all: A raging fire, that is Griffith. But, my light isn't to be seen among them. Still, after all this time, it's seems I'm just someone who stopped to warm himself at the bonfire in passing.
Guts...
So long as I have my sword to fight with, I'm sure to survive. Year after year, I've proven it to be true. Before joining the Hawks, I've always survived, no matter the odds, no matter how hopeless a losing battle. This time was no different. In truth, I don't believe that's any way to live one's life. I've been fighting in battles for as long as I can remember. The mercenary leader who raised me taught me nothing except how to wield a sword. I've never had anything, except my sword. I don't want to die; for me that is the only reason for me I keep fighting. There is nothing to save myself for or give myself to. I fight because I know nothing else. Once I was willing, to do just that, to commit myself to fighting, and let anyone else find a reason for me.
Alright! Let's have a drink.
HRHawk Raider 1
Are you sure you should drink in your condition?
Ah shut up. The alcohol will disinfect me from the inside!
HRHawk Raider 2
Ha ha, that sounds like good medicine!
LSir Laban
(On Griffith) Beyond all others. Perhaps we have fought by a hero such as the like of which comes around once in a hundred years. A commander beyond all others.
Stake your lives on this fight! Our survival demands that we stake our lives on this fight! And to survive, is to be victorious!
(In response to the enemy's shock) What are you, idiots? Your head has been cut off, your leader is dead, your castle has fallen. Don't tell me you haven't figured it out yet!
PRPurple Rhino Knight
We lost?
Come to think of it, I can't remember the last time I wore a skirt, let alone a fancy gown. And look at all my muscle. The truth now; I look silly, don't I?
No, you look very lovely.
QQueen
Griffith, if you think you can burn me, the Queen, you are mistaken! You can't kill me! You're common. I won't allow it!
Death on the battlefield comes regardless of class, royal or common. The loser must die!
Do you think me a dreadful man? I had you take such a part in my affairs, while never getting my own hands dirty. I left the most difficult and dangerous tasks to you alone. Do you then not, resent me?
You do realize you're talking to the man who slaughtered a hundred men. I think it makes your question kind of pointless. You're just following your path, you still believe that, don't you?
You're going to be all right. You just stumbled over a stone in the road. It means nothing. Your goal lies far beyond this. Doesn't it? I'm sure you'll overcome this. You'll walk again ... soon.
(On his sword) Is this reality? It has always been at my side, through pain I could hardly endure. Yes, this is part of me. Whenever I met death, my sword was with me as I moved past it. For all the places I have seen, and people I can never forget, I felt everything through the tip of my sword. This sword is the proof that I ever lived.
(Casca leans on Guts' chest, holding his wounded hand.)
You keep getting hurt. You keep spilling your blood because of me... for me... (Casca looks up at Guts, tears streaming down her face.) You fool! You fool...
That day you left, that's when I knew. The thing I could not stop gazing at and thinking about wasn't Griffith, kneeling in the snow defeated for the first time and devastated by it. It was you, watching you walk away from us and never look back. It gripped me, I couldn't accept what I was feeling, this woman unable to blink, unable to turn away as you disappeared. The life I had led since the moment I met Griffith all at once felt betrayed. My life has been an honest one: I have only my pride, and I owe that to Griffith, but... I'm changing. There may be a place for me in this man's soul. Not because of what I may receive, but for something of worth I may have for him.
(After making love to Casca, Guts confesses he'll go his own way after restoring the Hawks to their former status.)
I'll never draw my sword for another man again, or be dangled by someone else's dream. From now on, I'll fight my own battles.
(laughs sarcastically) My, my. How honorable...
(Casca picks up some leaves and tosses them at Guts.)
CCasca (angrily)
You're just like Griffith! Your dream is everything to you! You only think about yourself! You don't give a damn whether or not I'm around, do you?!
Casca...
(Casca beats Guts' chest with her fist, tears in her eyes.)
JUST GO! Do whatever the hell you want and don't look back! Wind up dead somewhere, alone, with your sword!
(She starts to cry, but Guts embraces her.)
Come. You could come with me.
(She stops crying.) Huh?
I don't know what will happen. I know only one thing; that I want to keep holding you...
You fool.
...lie with you a hundred more -- no, a thousand more times. That's how I feel.
(smiles) Stupid...
(They kiss.)
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