Robin Hood · Season 1
[Much yelling at the Sheriff's guards as they leave, after being fooled.]
Us...rogues? Don't show your faces here again, COWARDS!
Shh! Quiet.
Why? We have won, and they should be ashamed. SHAME ON YOU! Come back here again and my master and I shall see that you leave with more than just your TAILS between your legs!
"My master and I"? There are only two of them!
[Wide-eyed.] I shouldn't have said that.
[The guards return and begin to chase them]
Run, Robin. Run!
Five years in battle, Much and you still forget the last man!
Well there's so much to remember.
When I see the River Trent, I am going to cry. I'm going to cry like a baby. When we get home, I'm going to eat roast beef.
Yesterday, you said pork.
Well yesterday I was not as hungry. I could eat beef and pork and lamb! Mmmm, yes, I'd like that very much. In fact, I can feel a song coming on.
No! No song! Absolutely no song!
It would be a cheery song.
And it would be a tragedy, too! A tragedy for you to have survived the Turk, and made it to within a few miles of Locksley, only to be killed by your own master!
You know, it is lucky I do not readily take offense! You know, a smaller man would be offended! A smaller man would be wounded!
And a cleverer man would sing fewer songs!
[After being offered a meal of roast pork in return for digging a ditch for a weaver]
Master, we could, could we?
Much, we are nearly home!
Please! Please!
[Robin looks to Nathan, the weaver and Nathan throws the shovel to Robin who gives it to Much]
I love you. Have I ever said that?
[Robin nods gestures over to the ditch]
[As they run away from the weaver's home]
I said no stopping! Why do you never ever listen?!
Faster! Go!
[Next scene - night and Robin has lit a fire and stands up next to Much, both wrapped in blankets]
I'm not saying anything.
[Robin, in a childish manner mimics Much's words]
[To Dan Scarlett.] We are home unscathed. Well... scathed. Very scathed. But happy. And hungry. Mostly hungry.
[After talking with Jeffory.] That man is a showoff. If there are no eggs left, I'm going after him.
[holding a bow and arrow at Robin, after he has disturbed her father] You heard my father. Leave!
Marian. It is me, Robin.
[She moves closer, still pointing the bow and arrow]
Congratulations. Leave!
How are you? I thought of you.
Leave!
[Marian and Edward return to their house and Edward is closing the door]
Edward, if you do not remember me, then remember Nottingham! Remember your people!
[Edward closes the door]
Interesting.
Interesting? It was unbelieveable! And he used to treat us like... like sons!
She is still unmarried.
Oh, and I thought you had come to see the old sheriff!
I did!
Please!
My father seems to think he should see you. Our house is watched. Come after midnight tonight.
Very well. You're looking...striking. And if you're still living with your father, then that must mean...
Take care not to be seen.
Don't worry, I can look after myself.
I don't care about you, I care about my father. Are you really as naive as you seem? You think you can pick fights with these people and get away with it? You think you can slight them in public? You are a fool.
[She turns around and starts to walk away]
Marian...wait. This is not the time I know, but I must say, you are, more than ever...your eyes, even when you look at me in anger...I feel you. [places his hand on her cheek] And I still believe, even after all this time...you can see into my soul.
[He tries to kiss her, but she stops him]
Five years and you're still peddling the same old drivel. Does it ever work?
You'd be surprised.
Amazed.
[She pushes past him and walks away. Robin looks at her]
Give your names!
Will and Luke Scarlett.
What is your crime?
Living in the wrong place at the wrong time. Living under an evil Sheriff. Where do our taxes go? They go to Nottingham, to the Sheriff.
It has been a good month. We've collected nearly £300.
Would you want to be the King in Antioch - a clue: no - trying to feed a starving army on £300, when you promised £500?
It's more than we ever managed before.
[sarcastic] Oh, yippee! So the King is starving in the Holy Land and you have failed him, but [whiny voice] "It's more than we ever managed before!"
Rumours abound.
What rumours?
That you are weak. That you have returned weakened from your exertions in the Holy Land.
My master returns with honours, honours from the King!
Mmm. Well, the greater honour would have been to have stood and fought with him, surely?
[sternly] I have visited my peasants in your dungeons. They have committed grave crimes...
Master, surely--
... which would make all the more compassionate your gesture of pardoning them!
Pardoning them? I will see them hang in the morning. You yourself said that we risk rebellion. We must have order.
It is custom for the Sheriff to hear his nobles' requests for clemency--!
La-di-da-di-da! Oh, by the way, in your absence we nominated you to oversee tomorrow's entertainment.
No.
Oh, you don't want these rumours of weakness to spread, hm? Better scotch them now, otherwise we'll all pay.
[As Bendedict Giddens, Will and Luke Scarlett and Allan-a-Dale are about to hang]
May the souls--
[disguised as a priest] WAIT!
[exasperated] "Oh, nah, nah, nah! Please don't kill my brother, my little baby, my INBRED COUSIN!"
On behalf of Anthony, our bishop, I claim benefit of clergy for these men. They cannot hang.
These are not holy men. These people cannot plead the cloth. Get on with it.
I came last night to administer their last rites.
... So?
And each one came to God through me, repenting their sins and asking to take the cloth. I felt duty-bound to consult the bishop, and he in turn confers status of novice unto each man.
Shut up.
[reading from a piece of parchment] "I, Anthony, very Reverend Vicar Apostolic, hereby confer—"
SHUT UP!!!! [turns to Canon Richard] Is this possible?
They could not have become novices overnight.
They are become postulants!... Novice novices, if you like. And so are under the protection of the Church!
[Awkward silence]
Novice novices! How novel. Well, [points to the gallows] hang them [points to Jeffrey] and arrest him.
I love you, Will! Love you, Luke! I'll see you in heaven!
[Robin has flashbacks of returning to Locksley and of Will and Luke Scarlett]
People of Nottingham!
[He shoots through one of the hangman's nooses, freeing Allan]
Robin: These men have committed no crime worth more than a spell in the stocks.
[He shoots through another hanging rope, freeing Will]
Will you tolerate this injustice? I, for one, will not!
[He shoots through the two remaining nooses with two arrows at the same time, freeing Luke and Benedict]
Yield, Locksley, or say farewell to your little Mulch.
His name...is Much.
Well, he'll be mulch in a moment.
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