"I know who you are..." "Lord..." "Ivanhoe." "You stood beside Richard on the walls of Ascalon as he trampled my banner underfoot." "Archduke Leopold was insulted." "Let me tell him where to find the Lionheart and all this will end." "No." "Why come to Vienna?" "Does Richard meet with someone?" "Where is he to be found?" "He will not be harmed." "The King of England is too valuable a prize." "You, on the other hand..." "Where is Richard?" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Hey!" "Where's that dog?" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Get back!" " One, two, three..." " Can we go home now?" " One, two..." " Gurth!" " What's wrong?" " One's gone missing." "Lord Cedric will break my back." "We'd better go look for it, then." "Oh, I'll go and look, shall I?" "I have to look after them!" "You know nothing about pigs!" "And if you could keep that dog of yours here, doing his job half right," "I wouldn't have to know anything about pigs, would I?" "Oh!" "Pigs!" "I don't know where he's got to." "Fang!" "Fang!" "Maybe a wolf's got him." "One more." "Argh!" "Kill it!" "I'll have that one yet!" " They've been hunting here for years." " Well, they've had their turn, haven't they!" "We all have new masters now." "A gift from God, Sir Brian." "The soft rains of England to welcome you from the... parched hell of Palestine." "It's a pity King Richard's not here to share it." " I'm sure it rains in Austria." " Oh, yes, my Lord." "But not within a prison cell." "England is a very different place since you were last here, Sir Brian, but they do say Prince John exerts himself tirelessly to raise his brother's ransom." "I'm sure they do." "It's a sad condition for a country to be so long without her king." "But we bear with fortitude, do we not, Monsignor?" "Aye, we do, Sir Brian, we do." " Whoa!" " What?" "Hog!" "Aha!" "We shall feast on Saxon swine tonight, Sir Brian!" "Kill it!" "Kill it!" "Normans!" "Look what they've done to him." "Look what they've done to my dog!" " What would they want to go and do that for?" " Because they can." "We weren't hunting or nothing." "What did he do to deserve that?" "We'll make camp in an hour." "For my own comfort I care nothing, of course, but the dignity of my office would prefer a feather bed and a cup of wine." " Pampered priest!" "Especially when there are houses nearby who will gladly offer shelter." " Gladly, Prior Aymer?" " They will do it all the same." " No!" " Rowena!" " You've always known you were to marry him." " I've always known it's what you wanted!" "A father has a right to ordain a marriage of his child." "You are not my father." "Have I not raised you?" " Have I not loved you as my own?" " No." "And well for it." "Your own child you cast out for his crime of loving me." "Your own child has his honour as a knight mocked in every alehouse and ne'er a word said against it from you!" " Ivanhoe..." " Ivanhoe is dead!" "I will not speak his name again." "By the gods, Rowena, I have loved you!" "I never thought to see you turn against me." "And I have loved thee, sir." "I never thought you would force me to this marriage." "Athelstane is a good, kind man." "An honourable and worthy man." "Aye." "As was your son, my Lord." "Whatever they say in the alehouse!" "Rowena!" "Rowena!" "You will not talk to me like that in my house!" "Well, then let me stay in this house and you will never hear less than gentle words from me!" "Marry me to Athelstane for his name if you must, but let me live chastely here!" "A son is needed." " No." " Enough!" "You will marry Athelstane!" "And you will sit at my table tonight!" "See to your work!" "Pig!" " Pig!" " Here, pig, pig!" "Benedicite." "God's blessing on you." "Knowest thou of safe harbourage in the vicinity where a good man for love of Mother Church may offer hospitality to two of her humblest... servants?" "Eh?" "Yes, now it's one fool talking to another." "Ha-ha!" "I can understand what he says, Gurth." "Oh." "Aye." "Well, if you weren't the humblest servants of Mother Church," "I'd say follow this road for 10 miles, you'll come to the priory at Brinksby, where they live rich and soft." "But as you are the humblest servants, the poor hermitage of Reith is two miles that way." "Does not Cedric of Rotherwood live close by?" "Yes, he does." "But a man of God in a Saxon household?" " Can you tell me the way?" " Yes, I can." "Then pray do so." "Oh, right." "Half a mile down this road, you'll come to a fork with a large oak in the centre of it." "Take the north road for half a mile, then turn west." "You'll come to a stone cross at the centre of a crossroads." "You want the east road then, and follow the brook till you come to the edge of the forest." "It stands before you." " Ah." "Pax vobiscum." " Aye." "You've sent them to Sheffield not Rotherwood." "Right." "Normans." "He won't thank you." "There's so many feasting Lady Rowena, we'll be lucky if there's owt left for us." " Ah, Cedric!" " Lord Athelstane." "Welcome to Rotherwood, and my family." "You do me honour, Cedric." "They've travelled from Ellingtham to Egburg to witness this marriage." "Did the Earl of Thurnscoe travel with you?" "Thurnscoe's hunting in the borders." " Did you mean me to bring him?" " I meant all the great Saxon lords to be here." "Ah, well, we will have revelry enough without him!" "Wine for Lord Athelstane." "And to the sins of pride, anger and disobedience I also must confess." " Disobedience to whom?" " My guardian." " In what matter?" " In the matter of my betrothal." " Is your betrothed a wicked man?" " No, Father." " Then is he a Norman?" " He's a worthy and honourable Saxon." " Does your guardian love you?" " He does." "Then what urges this sin of disobedience?" "You have come to church to confess, my daughter!" "It is urged by my remembrance of another." "All flesh must pass away." "And with it must pass desire of the flesh." "Only honour, virtue and the love of God abide." "Return and be guided by your guardian's wisdom." "Yes, Father." "The happiest day of my life." "The two great Saxon households of Rotherwood and Coningsburgh united at last." "Mm..." "I've waited for this moment." "If the Norman tyrant only knew the Saxon strength forged in this hall tonight, he'd quake, Athelstane." "He'd tremble." "Well, any delay was none of my choosing, Cedric." "If it weren't for my father's pledge, I'd have taken a wife years ago." "Where is the Lady Rowena?" "In her apartments." "Skinny little thing, last time I saw her." "She has grown into the very image of a virtuous Saxon maiden, and gently brought up." "Rowena!" "Rowena!" "She looks all wet." "Oh, she's soaked to the bone!" "My Lord." "Please forgive me." "Ah, the cross!" "Not before time." "That fool lied to us." "It won't be long now we know our whereabouts." "You'll like Rotherwood, Sir Brian." "Lord Cedric keeps a fine table and his ward, Rowena, is fabled for her beauty." " Whoa!" " Blessings of Jesus Christ be upon you." "What do you want, pilgrim?" "To travel with you as far as the Abbey of Our Lady at Sheffield." " It is a dangerousjourney for a single..." " We ride to Rotherwood!" "But you are on the Sheffield road." "The abbey is free with its hospitality." "They won't make you welcome at Rotherwood." " You know the place?" " As all do." "My Lord!" "I've had my fill of Saxon lies." "If you know Rotherwood, you'll lead us there yourself." "Or else you'll go to Our Lady in person!" "Fear not, pilgrim." "They will make us welcome." "That's enough." "Go!" "Shoo!" " I can't do it, Elgitha." " You can and you must, my love." " But why?" " Because that's just the way it is." "Oh, I must give myself to that... that ox whenever he wants me?" "You'll get used to it." "And after the first child, well, once a month will suit him fine, you'll see." "And if the first child is a boy, you'll be able to bolt your door in no time at all." " But I can't!" " Listen to me." "You've had one true love, and that's more than most." " Now young lvanhoe's dead..." " It's a lie, isn't it?" "The terrible things they say of him." "He wouldn't have." "Well, I can't see it myself," " but you can never tell what folk'll do when..." " When what?" "It's a wicked world, my love." "And you still have the rest of your life to live in it." "So take my advice and do it with a good grace." "Now, is it the black dress?" "Open the gates!" "Gurth, Wamba, is that you?" "Open up!" "Hey!" "Wait!" "What do you want?" "Who are you?" "Eight souls in need of shelter, sirrah." "We're overflowing with guests as it is!" "Saxon cur!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "I'll speak to my master." " Do we intrude on some celebration?" " The Lady Rowena's betrothal feast." "Oh, well then, my arrival is fortunate." "I shall bless the joyous couple." "Come, Sir Pilgrim!" "Go on!" "Go on!" "Look." "Fastest journey to Sheffield and back I ever saw." " My Lords!" " What?" "There's a company of Normans at the gate demanding shelter." "Who are they?" "Sir Brian de Bois Guilbert and Prior Aymer." "I would wish the knights anywhere but in my house." " Have you not heard of the Knights Templar?" " Aye, warrior monks." "Bend to no authority but their Grand Master and the Pope in Rome." "A danger to themselves and all of us." "Bid them welcome." "Is that wise?" "Would you have them say Lord Cedric lives in fear?" "Bid them enter." "Tell the Lady Rowena to keep to her room." "Yes, my Lord." "This is a betrothal feast." " Why should I have..." " Would you lose your wife before you wed her?" " But will it be worth it?" " Mm." "Will a great Saxon nation unite and rise to overthrow Prince John all because I'm wed to Athelstane?" " Your father thought so." "Cedric believes it." " Yes." "Your father - pax be with him in his requiescat - he were a good and clever man." "He knew what he was doing when he wanted you bound to the house of Coningsburgh." "And not just because of the power that goes with it." "Athelstane and his family would be a good true kinfolk for you." " I know." "Ahem!" "Yes?" "Lord Cedric asked that Lady Rowena keep to her room tonight." " Why?" " Outlanders, Lady." "There's a Templar and a Norman priest." "A Templar?" "From the Holy Land?" "What are you doing?" "Rowena, if Athelstane's an ox, then the Templars are ravening wolves!" "But they may have some news from Palestine." "They may even know what actually happened." "You heard Cedric's order!" " Please?" " Oh, all right." "For the grace of God and the providence of the earth, in the name of the blessed St Hilda, we give thanks." "You offer a Saxon grace?" "It would surely be uncivil to do otherwise." "Come here!" "Wretches!" "Where have you been?" "You brought back my herd and left them for robbers and outlaws." " They are safe..." "Thou does not please me!" "I've thought the worst for two hours." "Uncle, one of the swine broke loose and the dog couldn't find it." " Then hang the dog!" "Nor his fault neither." "He were caught and his claws were drawn." "Who dares maim my beasts?" "I'll strike his hands off!" "Er..." "You cannot strike the hand off a demon, uncle!" "Only a demon could maim a dog and make a pig vanish into thin air." "What?" "No civilised man would do that, uncle." "And we met none but civilised men." " Did we, Gurth?" " No." "You would be wise, then, to learn their ways." "Get out!" "What do you want?" "This is a Christian household." "There's no room here for your kind." "Please." "A little food and roof for the night, or I perish from the cold." "Then die!" "And rid the world of one more piece of filth!" " Who is it?" " It's a begging Jew!" "Is there not enough food for one more?" "My Lord Cedric doesn't serve dead infants to his guests." "Then this guest will be very glad to hear it." "The tournament will be, Lord Cedric, a spectacle not to be missed." "As you say, Lord Prior, a spectacle not to be missed..." "by those wanting to keep their heads." " And will you be offering a challenge, Lord er..." " No!" "Then the flower of Norman chivalry will have one thing less to fear." "Who's that?" "It's a begging Jew!" "Calling himself Isaac of York." " I tried to turn him away, but..." "Let him have a place." "A Jew, Lord Cedric?" "Sitting company with a man of God and a defender of the Holy Sepulchre?" "My hospitality will not be bounded by your dislikes, Templar." "It's a Saxon custom." "There's room here." "Thank you." "Now... eat!" "Come on, eat!" "Swine flesh is not to his taste." "A betrothal feast without the betrothed, Lord Cedric?" "Is this another Saxon custom?" "Lady Rowena is ill." "Ah." "I would give half my land to see her in full health." "I told you to keep to your room." "What should I fear under your protection, my Lord?" "The lady's joy at her betrothal has restored her to health." "Now you can celebrate properly." "Aye, I may." " Wamba!" " My Lord." "Tonight, Lords, I give Rowena, daughter of the line of Hereward," " in betrothal to Athelstane..." " Yes!" "...son of the line of Alfred the Great!" "Maintain her with the strength of the oak." "Guard her with the vigilance of the thorn." "Cling to him with the constancy of the ivy." "Abide by him with the virtue of the lily." "And share fruitfulness." "Wassail!" "Wassail!" "Wassail!" "Wassail!" " Wassail!" " Wassail." "Templar our Saxon maidens have seen too little of the sun to bear the fixed glance of a crusader." "The Lady's pardon." "Let us hope she is less shy tomorrow at the tournament." "Hope as you may, she will not be there." "Surely you will not deny the champion the opportunity to name her the Queen of Love and Beauty?" "These tournaments are just a Norman fancy." "We care not who you choose." "And there are Norman maids aplenty more worthy of the title." "But you underestimate your countrymen, Athelstane." "When they are drunk on free Norman ale, they'll even delight in watching their own challengers fall." "Was that how the mighty Saladin was forced into submission?" "With free Norman ale?" "His nation also submitted to the force of Norman arms." "Ah!" "Now, was it not a Christian force of both Normans and Saxons?" "Aye!" "Or do you deny Saxon valour in the Holy Land as you seem to deny it in these tournaments of yours?" "Enough!" "You insult our guests." "When I encounter Saxon valour I shall admit it freely." "Your ward does you credit, Lord Cedric." "Loyalty is a rare virtue." "Oh, I think, of all men, Lord Cedric is most aware of that." "His son's infamy is the stock and trade of every balladeer in England!" "And every word a lie!" "Ivanhoe did not betray his king!" "How do you know?" "Were you there?" "Were you?" "Aye, pilgrim, I was." "I fought with Leopold's soldiers when they came for King Richard." "I alone, when lvanhoe had deserted us." "Then we have only your word." "Do you dispute my word?" "I dispute your honour, sir." "To slander those who may not defend themselves." "Oh, by God, Sir Brian de Bois Guilbert, if I were a man," "I would take up the shield of Ivanhoe, ride against you at your tournament and show you the nature of Saxon valour!" "Well done, my Lady!" "Athelstane, you'll have to use a short rope to bring this one to heel!" "Templar, we Saxons do not treat our women like hounds who must have their claws drawn!" "Nor like swine to be butchered for sport!" " I'll not stand for your..." " We all stand, Sir Brian!" "To drink to the valour and beauty of..." "the Lady Rowena." "And we give fervent thanks she is not a knight in armour." "The Lady Rowena." "Lady Rowena!" "Long life and happiness!" " Rowena!" " Rowena!" "May her beauty never fade!" "So you think it wrong that I should provide my subjects with such lavish entertainment?" "I'd hate them to say that Prince John is less generous than King Richard." "Sire, I should warn you there are those that will say that such generosity ill befits one who is having such difficulty raising a ransom for his brother." "And how much money does this country have to spend on that devil?" "He's already stripped it to the bone for his blessed crusade." "I give them peace, stability, I give them this." "Tomorrow they shall have blood." "No, it's money well spent." "Ah, let us hope that it will benefit us." "Us, Fitzurse?" "Say that I shall never be Chancellor and I shall leave you to make your own decisions." "Let me through." "Right..." "I can flay a stag." "I can bring down a wild boar and I don't need friends to do it." "Hey, you!" "Have ye some more wine?" "Forgive him, Rowena." "He's overcome with emotion." " He's overcome with something." " Hold your tongue." "Cedric, I am now betrothed to the man that you and my father chose for me." "I shall honour him and I shall obey him, but do not ask me to love him." "Drink some wine, Templar, cheer up." "Sorry." "Wine?" "Wine?" "Euch!" "They're drinking well tonight, Monsignor." "I cannot prevent a betrothal feast becoming a battleground single-handed." "And a Jew!" " How much do you owe him?" " Enough." "Enough." "The priory will have to sell more than one gold chalice." "And if he broached the subject here amongst these... peasants..." "It's more than gold that's at stake, Sir Brian." "My pride is in mortal danger." "Two men's pride threatened the same night." "We can't have that now, can we?" "You were far away." "I never thought my journey would bring me here." "Well for me that it did." "There are not many who will defend a poor Jew in these times." "Perhaps they believe there are not many poor Jews to be defended." "Give thanks you were not born a Jew." "Forbidden all trades except usury and then despised for getting our living the only way we can." "I'll have some more of that boar up there." "Happy day, happy heart." "She didn't look happy." "You'd think she'd been crowned with periwinkle like a condemned man." "You, make your bed out there with the swineherd." "Pilgrim, some would pay with wine for tales from the Holy Land." " They've heard enough already." " Then you sleep out there as well." "Gladly." "Fang." "I mean you no harm, Lady." "Ah, pilgrim, I wanted to talk to you." "I thought I saw you leave." "Come." "Have I changed so much?" "No ghost, Rowena." "Ivanhoe." " You are betrothed." " I have never loved any but you." "But you are betrothed to another." "Then let us fly from this place." "You are known to be dead." "They will never find us." "I would not dishonour you." "I will leave my clothes at the riverbank." "Let them think me dead also." "Ivanhoe, I could bear to be parted from you by death but do not ask me to part from you within life." "I must, Lady." "There are tales told against me." "I will not rest, nor come back to this house, till I face the man who has destroyed my honour." "No, wait." "When I have proved myself innocent," "I will go to my father and plead our cause on my knees." "Then the sooner you go..." "You don't ask if there's truth in the tales?" "No, I don't." "I must go." "Go with God." "Ssh!" "Be gone." " Food." " Sire." "Never underestimate the people, sire." "Captive or not, Richard is still their king." "Shall we resume?" "What shall I do?" "As you are doing." "Buy the hearts of the people and take the heads of their leaders?" "Oh, there are worse ways, but never ask them to turn against their rightful king." "Show off your champions tomorrow." "Let Bois Guilbert, De Bracy and the rest cover themselves with glory in the tournament." "Oh, but it must be for the..." "glory of the Normans not the glory of John." "It's not fair..." "A messenger from France, sire." "From King Philip, sire." "Who knows of your coming here?" "None but my master." " Who awaits my safe return." " Of course." " Hey!" "You!" " Argh!" "The devil!" "The devil is broke loose!" "And none now in England but we are aware of it." " What's to be done?" " For the moment, nothing." " Nothing?" " Nothing." "Sir Brian de Bois Guilbert loves you, not Richard." "Embrace him as your Chief of Arms." "I have spies with Humphrey Bowen and others loyal to Richard." " Queen Eleanor will help us." " Mother is in France!" "Rest easy." "We shall hear what she hears." "Sire, we do... nothing." "Until we know more." "Argh!" "I told you before, Master Wilfred, never trust foreigners." "Sneaky little beggars, them." "I paid a penny for a Mass for you, I did." "Do you think the priest will give it back?" " Who else knows?" " I've not told no-one." "I wasn't sure myself at first." "What do we do about these?" "Eh..." "Fetch your own horse and one of theirs for me." "Gurth, get this one." " That's pretty." " Gurth!" "Just saying." "Make it another horse for me!" "I can't let you come with me." "You're not fit to be let out on your own, are you?" "I'd have gone with you the first time if you'd told me you was going." "I know." "I can tell why you've come back shaggy-headed, pretending you're a pilgrim." "I didn't mean to come back." " Where will you go now?" " To my cousin's house near Sheffield." " Pursued as an accomplice to murder." " Fear not, we'll look after you." "And who'll do the same for us, eh?" "A dog did this, you say?" "I was told there was a good leech here." "I am the doctor." "You?" "There's laws against that sort of thing, you know." "Drink your wine and lie down." "There's nothing to be afraid of." "Oh, no, no, no." "No Godforsaken Jew's sticking needles in me." "Then a good Christian will lose the use of his arm, won't he?" " Do you live here by yourself?" " I don't live here at all." "The house belongs to a cousin of my father." "Then it's lucky I found you, isn't it?" "Indeed it is." "I always was lucky." " You drunk all your wine." " Yeah." "Believe me, at this moment, Master Hubert, my needle is a great deal sharper than yours." "Whore of Satan." "Sleep well." "We're here." "These tournaments!" "They set up their champions to take on all challengers, and they make damn sure there's not a Saxon around worth a light." "Have Saxons given up all pride?" "Except for your father, they're not far off." "Farewell, Isaac." "I have heard that Christian pilgrims see glory in humility." "But you're not a pilgrim, are you?" "My cousin has a horse and armour taken in surety for a loan." "Borrow them and ride in the tourney." "That's what you want to do, isn't it?" "Oh!" "I feared you were lost in the storm!" "I'm not lost in the storm, but some food for our visitors." "Christians?" "A great warrior and his squire, newly returned from Palestine." "Without him..." "Who's that?" "The Forest Warden, savaged by a hound." "I have healed the wound." " How much did he pay you?" " Nothing yet." "Food." "I'll wake Nathan." "Hello, lovely." "Is it not that if the rider falls, the horse and armour are lost to the victor?" "Then I will repay you myself." "This man saved my life, Nathan." "He don't often fall off his horse." "Do you, Master Wilfred?" "Not since he was about six, any road." "If I fall, sir, then more than the horse is lost, believe me." "I have packed some provisions for your journey." "Small repayment for my father's life." "Oh, I wish you well." "Now..." "Oh, yes." "The helmet of a champion." "Now tell me if this is not the most magnificent armour you ever saw." "Fit for a royal ransom." " Pity the knight who lost it." " Nothing has been lost." "It has been in safe keeping only." "Truly, is this not a horse and armour fit for a king?" "Fang, no!" "Don't you dare!" "Hanged for getting his living." "For a rabbit?" "Bastard Normans." "Pilgrim." "You have a choice." "He is dead." "But you may live, my Lord Bois Guilbert." "The world will learn how Lord lvanhoe betrays his king, begging for my mercy before he dies." "And who will tell them otherwise?" "Who will tell them otherwise?" "Not much of a grave for a little 'un." " It'll keep him away from mocking eyes." " You're not gonna say words over him?" " No." "You've been away a long time, Master Wilfred, you don't know the half of what goes on." " I'm learning." " Then there's your father." "What of him?" "He's taken his Bible oath he won't suffer to hear your name mentioned in his house." "In his place, I'd do the same." "It's not too late." "Go back and see him." "Beg." "I've been living like a leper, accused of treachery to my king." "When I've cleared my name, I'll go back to him." "Not before." " My Lord?" " What?" "I'm sorry my behaviour last night distressed you." "It's not you, child." "It's..." "Oh, I don't know." " I should not have provoked such argument." " Oh, yes, you should." "But it was I that should have defended you." "Not that pilgrim." "I've spent half my life working towards a Saxon union, with the strength to stand against the Normans." "And that puppy walks in." "A hairy peddler of false relics." "And in two minutes, he calls Prince John's greatest knight a liar, and a slip of a girl challenges him to armed combat." "And I should have done it!" "Years ago!" "Well, then do it now!" "It's too late!" "The Earls of Egburg and Ellingtham are under your own roof!" "Harlthorpe and Barnby but moments away." "Now, is it too late?" "Oswald!" "Forest Warden to see Prince John!" "Sire... the Jews at York must have paid the king's ransom." "He is back from the Holy Land." "The Jews have equipped him with a magnificent horse and armour." "Sire..." "Richard rides in the tourney." "Sire?" "No more the pilgrim."