(1) News has come from Vienna!
(2) Leopold of Austria has seized King Richard on his return from the Crusades.
(3) Our king is being held prisoner. Nothing further is known.
(4) His Highness Prince John will make...
(5) further public pronouncement tomorrow".
(6) And how are the dear Saxons taking the news, Sir Guy?
(7) They're even more worried than Longchamps, Your Highness.
(8) They'll be more than worried...
(9) when I squeeze the fat out of their hides.
(10) You intend to act on your plans? What better moment than this, Sir Guy?
(11) Whoever would have thought my dear brother...
(12) would be so considerate as to get captured...
(13) and leave all of England to my tender care?
(14) He may disapprove when he returns, Your Highness.
(15) If he returns. And I'll see to it that he doesn't.
(16) We must drink to this moment, Sir Guy. Golden days are ahead.
(17) I'll assign tax districts to you tomorrow.
(18) Tomorrow, Your Highness.
(19) But who's gonna pay me? Pay! Pay!
(20) That's all you Saxons think about.
(21) Didn't I tell you it was for Prince John, who's just come up from London?
(22) Stop! Stop!
(23) This man is freeborn! He's a landowner.
(24) You can't make a slave of him!
(25) Didn't he refuse to send his men to work in Guy of Gisbourne's field?
(26) But I protest... !
(27) Dickon, follow me! The rest remain here.
(28) What's your name, you Saxon dog? A better one than yours.
(29) Look to your manners! This is Sir Guy of Gisbourne.
(30) Sir Guy or the devil! There's little to choose between them.
(31) What's your name? Much, the miller's son.
(32) It's death to kill the king's deer? And death from hunger if I don't.
(33) Thanks to you and the rest of you Norman cutthroats at Nottingham Castle.
(34) Be quiet, you. I won't be quiet!
(35) You can kill me if you like, but not until I've had my say.
(36) You can beat and starve us Saxons now...
(37) but when King Richard escapes, he'll take you by the scruff of the neck...
(38) and fling you into the sea!
(39) What the devil? Come now, Sir Guy.
(40) You'd kill a man for telling the truth? If it amused me, yes.
(41) Be thankful my humor's of a different sort.
(42) By what right do you interfere with justice?
(43) By a better right than you have to misuse it.
(44) That goes for your master, Prince John.
(45) I'll give him that message at the baron's meeting in Nottingham tonight.
(46) Thank you. He does need a bit of a talking to.
(47) Eh, Will? He has been getting rather out of hand.
(48) Fetch him. Hold there. What's his fault?
(49) He's killed a royal deer. You're wrong. I killed that deer.
(50) This man's my servant.
(51) Oh. I suppose you realize the penalty for killing the king's deer is death.
(52) Whether for serf or noble. Really?
(53) Are there no exceptions?
(54) Thanks, master. Better look before you shoot next time.
(55) From this day, I follow only you. There isn't a poor Saxon in Nottingham shire...
(56) that doesn't know and bless Sir Robin of Locksley.
(57) Take me as your servant.
(58) Why, in all the forest, there isn't a hunter as good as me.
(59) I ask no pay. Just to follow you.
(60) Fetch the deer, then.
(61) While Richard is bent on adventure in foreign lands...
(62) it is our duty as Normans to preserve the realm...
(63) by giving loyal support to Prince John...
(64) the only true defender of the Norman spirit.
(65) Hail to Prince John.
(66) My lords, I thank you. Well, this is what we Normans like:
(67) Good food, good company...
(68) and a beautiful woman to flatter me, eh, Lady Marian?
(69) Was it worthwhile coming with me from London...
(70) to see what stout fellows our Nottingham friends are?
(71) Take Sir Guy of Gisbourne. One of our most renowned defenders of the realm.
(72) Must I take him, Your Highness?
(73) Why, you like him, don't you?
(74) Well, he's a Norman, of course. Is that the only reason for liking him?
(75) Isn't that reason enough for a royal ward who must obey her guardian?
(76) Oh, nay, I'd not force you, my lady.
(77) But he's our most powerful friend in these shires and he's in love with you.
(78) If I could promise him marriage to a royal ward, it might help my plans.
(79) Perhaps when I know him better. Of course.
(80) You're a very wise young woman.
(81) Any more objections to the new tax from our Saxon friends?
(82) Objections, Your Highness? With a Saxon dangling from every...
(83) gallows tree between here and Charnwood?
(84) Well said, sir knight. But not too many, mind.
(85) Else we'll have nobody left to till our land or pay the tax.
(86) There's one exception I'd make, Your Highness.
(87) A certain Saxon noble. Who is that?
(88) Sir Robin of Locksley. Sir Rob... Sir Robin of Locksley?
(89) I've heard precious little else since I've been here. What's his latest outrage?
(90) Oh, nothing less than killing a royal deer in Sherwood Forest today.
(91) And you didn't take him?
(92) That would have been a problem, Your Highness.
(93) A Saxon a problem? He's a notorious troublemaker, my lady.
(94) Aye. An impudent, reckless rogue...
(95) who goes around the shire stirring up the Saxons against authority.
(96) And he has the insolence to set himself up as a protector of the people.
(97) I could have captured him long ago, but...
(98) But what?
(99) Well, he's the deadliest archer in England, and...
(100) And my brave High Sheriff of Nottingham is afraid of him.
(2) Leopold of Austria has seized King Richard on his return from the Crusades.
(3) Our king is being held prisoner. Nothing further is known.
(4) His Highness Prince John will make...
(5) further public pronouncement tomorrow".
(6) And how are the dear Saxons taking the news, Sir Guy?
(7) They're even more worried than Longchamps, Your Highness.
(8) They'll be more than worried...
(9) when I squeeze the fat out of their hides.
(10) You intend to act on your plans? What better moment than this, Sir Guy?
(11) Whoever would have thought my dear brother...
(12) would be so considerate as to get captured...
(13) and leave all of England to my tender care?
(14) He may disapprove when he returns, Your Highness.
(15) If he returns. And I'll see to it that he doesn't.
(16) We must drink to this moment, Sir Guy. Golden days are ahead.
(17) I'll assign tax districts to you tomorrow.
(18) Tomorrow, Your Highness.
(19) But who's gonna pay me? Pay! Pay!
(20) That's all you Saxons think about.
(21) Didn't I tell you it was for Prince John, who's just come up from London?
(22) Stop! Stop!
(23) This man is freeborn! He's a landowner.
(24) You can't make a slave of him!
(25) Didn't he refuse to send his men to work in Guy of Gisbourne's field?
(26) But I protest... !
(27) Dickon, follow me! The rest remain here.
(28) What's your name, you Saxon dog? A better one than yours.
(29) Look to your manners! This is Sir Guy of Gisbourne.
(30) Sir Guy or the devil! There's little to choose between them.
(31) What's your name? Much, the miller's son.
(32) It's death to kill the king's deer? And death from hunger if I don't.
(33) Thanks to you and the rest of you Norman cutthroats at Nottingham Castle.
(34) Be quiet, you. I won't be quiet!
(35) You can kill me if you like, but not until I've had my say.
(36) You can beat and starve us Saxons now...
(37) but when King Richard escapes, he'll take you by the scruff of the neck...
(38) and fling you into the sea!
(39) What the devil? Come now, Sir Guy.
(40) You'd kill a man for telling the truth? If it amused me, yes.
(41) Be thankful my humor's of a different sort.
(42) By what right do you interfere with justice?
(43) By a better right than you have to misuse it.
(44) That goes for your master, Prince John.
(45) I'll give him that message at the baron's meeting in Nottingham tonight.
(46) Thank you. He does need a bit of a talking to.
(47) Eh, Will? He has been getting rather out of hand.
(48) Fetch him. Hold there. What's his fault?
(49) He's killed a royal deer. You're wrong. I killed that deer.
(50) This man's my servant.
(51) Oh. I suppose you realize the penalty for killing the king's deer is death.
(52) Whether for serf or noble. Really?
(53) Are there no exceptions?
(54) Thanks, master. Better look before you shoot next time.
(55) From this day, I follow only you. There isn't a poor Saxon in Nottingham shire...
(56) that doesn't know and bless Sir Robin of Locksley.
(57) Take me as your servant.
(58) Why, in all the forest, there isn't a hunter as good as me.
(59) I ask no pay. Just to follow you.
(60) Fetch the deer, then.
(61) While Richard is bent on adventure in foreign lands...
(62) it is our duty as Normans to preserve the realm...
(63) by giving loyal support to Prince John...
(64) the only true defender of the Norman spirit.
(65) Hail to Prince John.
(66) My lords, I thank you. Well, this is what we Normans like:
(67) Good food, good company...
(68) and a beautiful woman to flatter me, eh, Lady Marian?
(69) Was it worthwhile coming with me from London...
(70) to see what stout fellows our Nottingham friends are?
(71) Take Sir Guy of Gisbourne. One of our most renowned defenders of the realm.
(72) Must I take him, Your Highness?
(73) Why, you like him, don't you?
(74) Well, he's a Norman, of course. Is that the only reason for liking him?
(75) Isn't that reason enough for a royal ward who must obey her guardian?
(76) Oh, nay, I'd not force you, my lady.
(77) But he's our most powerful friend in these shires and he's in love with you.
(78) If I could promise him marriage to a royal ward, it might help my plans.
(79) Perhaps when I know him better. Of course.
(80) You're a very wise young woman.
(81) Any more objections to the new tax from our Saxon friends?
(82) Objections, Your Highness? With a Saxon dangling from every...
(83) gallows tree between here and Charnwood?
(84) Well said, sir knight. But not too many, mind.
(85) Else we'll have nobody left to till our land or pay the tax.
(86) There's one exception I'd make, Your Highness.
(87) A certain Saxon noble. Who is that?
(88) Sir Robin of Locksley. Sir Rob... Sir Robin of Locksley?
(89) I've heard precious little else since I've been here. What's his latest outrage?
(90) Oh, nothing less than killing a royal deer in Sherwood Forest today.
(91) And you didn't take him?
(92) That would have been a problem, Your Highness.
(93) A Saxon a problem? He's a notorious troublemaker, my lady.
(94) Aye. An impudent, reckless rogue...
(95) who goes around the shire stirring up the Saxons against authority.
(96) And he has the insolence to set himself up as a protector of the people.
(97) I could have captured him long ago, but...
(98) But what?
(99) Well, he's the deadliest archer in England, and...
(100) And my brave High Sheriff of Nottingham is afraid of him.
