"THE BYZANTINE GOBLET PART 2:" "THE HEALING" "Floris." "Why are you laughing?" "The poor guy." "Look at his face." "You're not wounded." "Did you think I was made of sugar?" "You faked it." "Of course." "How mean." "Aren't you glad I'm fine?" "No." "Yes, I mean yes." "Well then." "But your hand." "It's red paint." "Red paint?" "This is where the red paint comes from." "It has been painted over." "Under it is the coat of arms of Guelders." "Why is someone from Guelders here?" "Isn't that dangerous?" "He wants to win the goblet." "What does he want it for?" "I'd like to know that too." "That's why I let him win." "Because you're the real winner." "Have a good journey and see you again soon." "Sir Wolter." "I hope your hand will heal fast." "It will go faster than you think." "That pleases me." "Goodbye." "Where are you going?" "For a ride." "He's still alive." "The goblet is gone." "Make way." "Is he wounded?" "Is that cloth clean?" "Of course." "And warm water please." "As long as you pay." "He's coming to." "Isabella." "Isabella." "Who would that be?" "The Byzantine goblet." "I won it." "We have a very sick person here." "This is a miracle goblet." "It can heal her." "I don't believe in miracle goblets." "We'll see." "You made a promise." "Yes." "He who heals her, will marry her." "Right." "Did you hear?" "You're a witness." "May I?" "Drink, Isabella." "Drink, Isabella." "Drink, drink." "Where's the miracle?" "It's useless." "It doesn't happen that fast." "We have to wait." "We have found something." "You're a soldier of Guelders." "Stay down." "Why did you want to win that goblet?" "What are you doing here?" "We saw your horses outside." "Roland." "What happened?" "He was attacked and robbed by Govert." "Govert, that creep?" "He was such a creep." "He stole the goblet." "We had a deal." "He who heals Isabella, will marry her." "If the goblet heals her, Govert will marry her." "That can't happen." "It will be alright." "Where is Isabella's castle?" "A three hour ride to the northwest." "It's a castle of Guelders." "You can never get in." "Leave that up to me." "He's so brave." "We're going." "You look after Roland." "No." "What no?" "We're coming with you." "You?" "Yes, us." "The ladies want to break into a castle." "Go do your embroidery." "You think women can't do anything." "You're quite wrong." "Goodbye." "Look after Roland." "What about that?" "The fever has gone." "Isabella." "You're cured." "Was I ill?" "You were almost dead." "Dead?" "The goblet healed her." "I want to marry her as quickly as possible." "What is he talking about?" "I promised that Govert can marry you." "Govert?" "He healed you." "Govert." "In three hours we'll be married." "In three hours?" "That's impossible." "We have to." "You promised." "Yes, but..." "I'm sorry." "You gave your word." "We'll prepare the wedding." "I'm in a hurry." "I've waited too long." "I will only marry Roland." "You're marrying Govert." "I promised him." "I will not marry Govert." "You will marry Govert." "I don't go back on my word." "One man at the gate." "Easy." "We can take him on." "Soldiers." "They're gone." "Come." "Can you spare something, sir?" "No dogs and beggars allowed." "Just a little bit." "Get out of here." "We heard about a wedding." "We don't need you there." "Go!" "Here!" "It's got a knot." "Someone did this." "Come." "The Gods are with us." "Don't be afraid." "Are you Isabella?" "Yes." "We've come from Roland." "Roland... where is he?" "He's in good hands." "Where's the goblet?" "Did it heal you?" "We are friends of Roland's." "You have to help me." "I don't want to marry Govert." "Of course not." "You will marry Roland." "He won the goblet." "Did Roland win the goblet?" "I found the big miracle." "Opium." "Opium?" "There used to be opium in this." "There is still a bit on the bottom." "She drank from it, so the fever went down." "We have to get out of the castle." "Do you have a cloak?" "There." "Run!" "Guards!" "Guards!" "Where did you want to go?" "To Roland." "He won the goblet." "Who says that?" "He does." "Who won the goblet according to you?" "Roland." "Take them away." "Sergeant." "I don't want to see them again." "Will be done." "I'll take you to your room and from there to the chapel." "Amen." "These will collect your heads." "So we don't get a bloody mess." "Go ahead." "What?" "Cut them up." "Got him!" "I got him!" "That was it." "Admit it." "Without us you would have been gone." "Untie me." "Men are just like children." "Where is Roland?" "Around the corner." "Take him to the chapel." "I'll go ahead." "Do you, Govert, take Isabella van Hamond as your lawful wedded wife?" "Yes." "And do you, Isabella, take Govert van Meeswijck as your husband?" "No." "Who won the goblet?" "I did." "Who won the goblet?" "Liar!" "Roland." "Liar, you stole the goblet from me." "Is that true?" "I was referee at the tournament." "Roland won the goblet." "Guards!" "Dog... are you still denying?" "Take him away." "You're Burgundians, yet you've helped us." "Be our guests until after the wedding." "I'm sorry that you're leaving already." "Dear Isabella." "Good luck to you and Roland." "And maybe we'll meet again." "When you marry Floris, I'll be at your wedding." "He hasn't asked me yet." "He only has to be told once." "Goodbye, Viola." "You're a good girl." "I've communicated with you at a deep spiritual level." "I didn't know it's called that, Your Reverend." "Floris, hurry up." "Viola, if you ever need a confessor..." "Reverend, I need one three times a day." "The goblet." "It sank!" "The miracle goblet!" "Long live the miracle." "Long live Rome." "Don't!" "There!" "Here!" "Play." "Play!" "Floris!" "Look." "And now hurry." "Goodbye!" "Bye!"