哈哈哈 Hahaha...
When April's soft showers have cracked the March drought
And the warm west wind has breathed his sweet breeze through tender buds
That's when people get the itch to go on pilgrimages
We're gonna go to Canterbury, see? get blessed at the shrine of St. Thomas
Well, that's excuse anyway.
拿走！ Away!
每逢新年，我们却吃得大腹便便 Each yuletide, we celebrate the thickening of our bellies...
and the softening of our muscles. 任筋肉变得松软
天下一太平你们的勇武就没影儿了吗？ Has your valor fled entirely in these times of peace?
这还是我的宫廷，还是那些 Is this the court whose knights...
令世人望而生畏的骑士吗？ were feared throughout Christendom?
我已经厌倦了 I'm bored.
你们全都让我觉得厌倦！ Bored with you all!
不准动！ No!
我们现在还不能开始享用酒席 We'll have no feasting yet.
我们的武士精神都被淹死在酒坛子里了 We've drowned our knighthood in too much wine.
一滴也不许喝！ Not one drop more!
一口面包也不准动，除非你们中有人 Not a morsel of bread, until even one of you...
证明他对得起脚下穿的一对马刺 proves that he's worthy of his spurs.
那是什么？ What's that?
我们拿什么功绩来称颂过去的一年？ What great feats have we to mark this year?
有什么英勇的故事，有什么壮举 What tales of valor, what deeds of arms...
来为我头上这顶王冠增辉？ enhance this crown that sits upon my head?
这一年就这样带着羞耻栽进了坟墓 The old year limps to its grave, ashamed.
今晚，我要看到有人来证明 I shall have some proof tonight...
骑士精神还在活在这堵墙内！ that knightliness still lives within these walls!
真是稀奇 Strange indeed.
一个没有食物的盛宴 和一个没有国王的宫廷 A feast without food, and a court without a king.
我们这里欢迎陌生人 Strangers are welcome in this place...
不过他们进门前先得放下胸中的傲慢 but they must leave their insolence at the door.
下了马再进来 And their horses.
大王，我此行并无恶意 I come in peace, great king.
只是来寻点开心 All I seek is good sport.
看你这样子，也不像是来 By the look of you, you haven't come here...
赌些小东西的，不 to bob for apples. No.
我要你来一场生死赌博 My wager is you play a deadly game.
啊，大王真是英明 Ah, the king is wise.
我带来的游戏正好应景 The game I bring is more in keeping with the season.
旧的一年已老 The year is old...
这欢乐的时光背后，死亡正在微笑 and death smiles out from behind this merry time.
我们的骑士正好缺少刺激。这是什么游戏？ Our knights do lack for sport. What is the game?
我的斧头拿来。 My axe.
摸一下 Feel it.
来吧，摸一下 Go on, feel it.
是不是很锋利？ Sharp, isn't it?
是不是和你吃东西一样快，先生？ As sharp as your appetite, sir?
东风也不及它 The east wind is not its equal.
很沉 Heavy.
是不是和你的良心一样沉重？ Is it as heavy as your conscience, sir?
无疑比在场的每一位女士们都要实在 Certainly truer than the ladies of this court.
先生们，我把我唯一的武器献给各位 Sirs, I offer you my only weapon.
我就这么卸了盔甲站在给位面前，露出项背 Unarmed, I shall stand here before you all, my neck bare.
我的挑战很简单 My challenge is simple.
让你们中间任意一位有担当的好汉 Let any man among you worthy of the deed...
用这把斧子把我的头颅砍下来 take up my axe and hack the head from off my shoulders.
别害怕，勇士们 Fear not, brave knights.
我既不动，也不缩 I shall not move, nor flinch...
也不用任何方式自卫 nor seek to defend myself in any way.
我已经准备好接受这一斧子了 I am ready for the blow.
然而 But...
只能砍一下，不能多 one blow, and no more.
我只有一个条件 And I have but one demand.
在这以后，如果我还有这能力 Afterwards, if the power is left to me...
我有权以同样的方式回敬对方一斧 I have the right to return the blow in like manner.
如果他还有这能力的话？ If the power be left to him?
来吧 Oh, come.
游戏很简单 The sport is simple.
一斧换一斧 A cut for a cut...
你们先来 and yours to be the first.
谁会上前？ Who's going to deal me my blow?
谁有这雅兴陪我玩？ Who's the jolly gambler to play my game?
谁能把他的骄傲 Who shall lay his pride...
他的力量 his prowess...
和他的勇气 his courage...
赌在我的脖子上？ on the line of my neck?
来吧，伟大的骑士们! Come, great knights!
支持你们的国王吧！ Champion your king!
来吧，先生们，我等着呢。 Come on, gentlemen, I'm waiting.
我的脖子都凉了 My neck grows cold.
想当年…… I can remember a time...
我曾有上百名骑士 when I would have had a hundred knights...
争相恳求得到这样的荣誉 begging the honor to be my champion.
我们已经如此不济了吗？ Have we slipped so far?
好吧，那就这样了 Well, so be it.
如果你去意已决，要开这个玩笑 If death is your resolve with this mad jest...
凭老天发誓，我就遂了你的心愿 then, by heaven, you shall have it.
本王将亲自动手 The king himself shall do the deed.
此后愿上帝保佑你的灵魂 And may God have mercy on your soul when it is done.
陛下！ My liege!
高文！ Gawain!
陛下！把斧子给我 My liege, give me the axe.
让我来砍这一下 Let the cut be mine.
别嚷！安静！ Silence! Peace.
我让你们安静 I will have silence.
看来我之前的话不幸应验了 I see my earlier words now sadly proved.
一个普通的随从要让你们这些骑士蒙羞了 A humble squire has set the seal on your shame.
他将不再是个随从 Let him be squire no longer...
而是我手下忠诚的骑士 but my only true knight.
他叫高文，先生 He is called Gawain, sire.
起来，你现在是一个骑士了，高文爵士 Arise a knight, Sir Gawain.
现在有人接受挑战了 Now the challenge is accepted.
砍准了，高文，你只有一次机会 Strike well, Gawain, you have but one blow.
使足力气 Make it pay.
你自己的脖子指不定什么时候就会感到同样的分量 Your own neck would feel the weight of any second.
大王说的没错 The king speaks true.
骑士先生 Sir knight...
我要是砍了下去，说不定为时已晚 it may be too late, once I've dealt my blow...
你还来不及说出名字和家乡 for you to tell us your name and your home.
好大口气 Such bold words.
你该知道的已经都知道了 You know of me all you have need to know.
来吧 Lay on.
游戏开始了 Let the game begin.
我的身子 Body.
过来，我的身子 Come to me, my body.
这双年轻的眼睛还没见过世面 These young eyes have seen nothing of the world yet.
我要不要把它们的灯火吹熄了呢？ Shall I snuff out their light?
这两片年轻的嘴唇是不是还来不及品味人生就要变冷呢？ Shall these young lips grow cold before they have tasted life...
还未碰到女人的脸颊？ or touched a woman's cheek?
不，高文 No, Gawain.
你现在还不能为了别人的懦弱而死 You shall not die yet to defend their lack of courage.
我是来挑战男人的，不是没长胡须的孩子 I came to challenge a man, not a beardless boy.
我给你一年时间来长点胡须 I give you a year's grace to grow your beard.
你有十二个月美好的时光，爱干嘛就干嘛 Twelve sweet, short months of life to do with as you will.
但当时辰到来的时候 But when the seasons have come full circle...
我们还会相遇，那时就要偿还你欠我的债务了 we shall meet again, and you shall pay your debt to me.
难道除此之外我没有别的希望了吗？ Is there no hope for me beyond this?
难道我要花一年等死吗？ Must I spend the year awaiting death at your hand?
只有傻子和教士才会浪费生命 Only fools and priests do squander life...
来想死亡的事情 with thoughts of death.
嗯，那你是想要和命运做游戏了，高文？ So you would hope to cheat your fate, Gawain, hmm?
每个人都这么希望，尤其是年轻人。 Well, every man hopes that. Especially the young.
让我给你猜个谜语 I'll give you a riddle.
听好了，如果我们再见的时候 Mark it well, for if by the time we meet again...
你完全领会了每一句话 you have fully understood every line...
就饶了你的性命 your life will be restored to you.
嗯，这个谜语有四句话 It has, uh, four lines.
听好 Mark them all well.
看破生命时，得到愉悦 Where life is emptiness, gladness.
生在黑暗中，得到火光 Where life is darkness, fire.
生在金银中，得到忧伤 Where life is golden, sorrow.
生命逝去时，得到智慧 Where life is lost, wisdom.
但我怎么知道去哪儿找你呢？ But how do I know where to find you?
别担心，高文爵士 Never fear, Sir Gawain.
就算你不来找我，我也一定会来找你 If you do not find me, I will most assuredly find you.
高文爵士。我的头盔 Sir Gawain. My helmet.
你为朝廷保存了荣誉 You have restored honor to this court.
愿其他人以你为楷模 May others take heart from your example.
And may my own armor...
and the Lord, protect you on your quest.
Let the feast begin!
I don't think I'm hungry.
Take your last look, Humphrey.
Now, there's just one thing they forgot to tell me...
in my swift initiation into knighthood.
Oh, yes?
How the hell do I relieve myself in this tin suit?
What no lost knight should be without.
Oh, you don't know how happy I am to see that.
Anyway, which way do we go?
West.
Due west.
Why due west?
'Cause that's the way the wind's blowing.
What difference does that make?
Absolutely none at all.
I'm starving. What food have we got?
None.
Noble knights are supposed to hunt for it.
Or requisition it.
Catch it or steal it.
Now, that's what I call chivalry.
Look.
Let's do the noble thing.
Quick, raise your bow, Humphrey.
But you can't kill a unicorn!
Then, what are we doing?
It's magical. L-it's a sign of good luck.
Precisely. Good luck that we've found something to eat.
But it tastes like horse meat.
No, magical, you said.
That means it'll taste good. Come on.
Damn.
It wants to make us earn our supper.
Let's just keep it in sight.
I can see why they use hounds.
There's my beauty.
Now it's ours.
What the...
Well...
that tasted really... magical.
Steady, boy.
Where did that come from, hmm?
I didn't see that before.
- Is anybody there? - Have a look inside.
I could do with a rest.
Empty.
I could do with some food and some wine.
And then I could do with some...
Speak no more, Humphrey.
Look.
Happy to serve my squire.
Happy to be your butler, sire.
Uhh. This table is getting the better of me.
Well, it's not getting the better of me.
You know, this place has some very costly furnishings.
- I mean who do... - True.
They are costly.
Please, gentlemen, continue your splendid feast.
Whatever I have is yours.
Just so long as you both can pay.
Nothing in life is free, young man.
For such a feast, a purse of money is fair recompense...
for what you want just when you want it.
Beware. She is the devil's decoy.
Am I not... fair?
What you'll have is my dagger if this is a trap.
A noble knight indeed, who would steal his supper.
- Hmm? - Requisition.
Isn't this knight a riddle?
And so sure of himself.
One would think he knew all the answers.
I'm on a quest to solve a riddle.
The first line of which is...
"Where life is gladness, emptiness"?
You know it? Tell me, please.
Why are you in such a hurry?
The riddle is easy.
Remain with me now, and we'll solve it in a night.
Where will I tell Humphrey to meet me in the morning?
On the way to Lyonesse.
Lyonesse?
How do I find that?
You will ride through the forest and beyond...
to the shore of the sea.
Then you will come upon the Chapel of a Hundred Steps.
A lot of animals seem to have died here.
At the foot of the steps...
you will find chained to an old post a great trumpet.
And what do I do then?
You must blow upon it.
- And after that? - You'll see.
Try again.
Quiet, isn't it?
Too quiet.
Who calls the guardian of Lyonesse?
He doesn't seem very friendly.
I'm Sir Gawain!
I seek to enter Lyonesse!
No man may enter Lyonesse, nor go back...
once he has sounded the great trumpet.
What do you expect me to do? Swim?
Be killed by the guardian of Lyonesse, like all the others.
Come on.
Sir, if you have quarrel with me, then we fight fairly.
Sir, are you running, or do we fight?
Ah... we fight.
Gawain...
the king's armor... you know it's only ceremonial.
He hadn't fought in years. It's not heavy plate.
You mean like the black knight's?
But you'll be lighter on your feet.
Great, if he asked me to dance.
Your challenge is accepted!
- I'll get your horse. - There's no time, Humphrey!
I'll stand and fight.
Gawain! Gawain!
Humphrey, my mace and chain.
- Mount up, quickly! - No time.
Whoa.
Humphrey! Humphrey!
Help!
My hand's stuck!
Help me!
Humphrey!
Humphrey, get me the lance!
Here!
Now it's his turn.
Get my sword.
Here, after him!
Sir knight, let it not be said I have not been chivalrous.
Daggers!
Now that's just dirty.
Wait!
- Is he dead? - I think so.
You won't like this, sir knight.
But do it, and be swift.
I'm dying.
Take me back, will you?
To Lyonesse?
To Lyonesse.
Humphrey?
Humphrey!
Humphrey, where are you?
Good people of Lyonesse, your guardian is dying.
And in my last act as your defender...
I bring you my murderer.
Kill him!
No!
Take this ring, quickly, the stone inside your hand.
So long as you hide the stone, it will hide you.
Come on, take the ring, quickly!
Thank you.
Follow me.
Come.
Here. Sit down here.
Just uncover the stone.
I've always known that one day you would come.
I've always known that...
once within these walls...
you would be in sore peril of your life...
and I must use my ring to save you.
And then?
Gawain...
don't you know what land this is you've entered?
Lyonesse.
The lost land of Lyonesse.
No kingdom of your world, for Lyonesse is lost...
Iost in the wilderness of past dreams...
and ages yet to come.
This isn't such a bad place to be lost.
You're tired, and you must rest.
No. Just a moment.
Was that a dream?
No.
Linet?
Linet, where are you?
A fool? You dare call your mistress a fool?
But the entry to Lyonesse must not be left undefended.
I meant only that we must find a new guardian.
My lord was the greatest and bravest warrior...
that ever lived, and now he's dead.
There is no man his equal.
There's got to be one.
Your husband was a mighty champion.
But surely the one who overthrew him...
was, and is, even mightier.
I will not listen to you!
Your words are treason.
Please hear me out. I beg you.
We must seek out this knight who slew your husband.
The kingdom must have a guardian.
I'm beginning to understand now.
Yes, I see it clearly now.
That's why the knight has not been found.
You're hiding him, aren't you?
- Admit it! - No!
Oh, you do not understand.
I will have this pretty head of yours for this!
I am the knight you seek!
For her sake, I submit myself to your mercy.
Withdraw!
All is well here.
I fought your lord fairly.
I only wanted to enter Lyonesse.
I believe you mean what you say.
He is indeed a noble youth, huh?
Yes. I think he is.
Yes. Hmm?
Powerful shoulders.
A bit long in the flank, but well put together for all that.
There is good breeding here.
I wonder if his teeth are sound.
Spirited, too.
I like a touch of fire in a man, or beast.
Forgive me child, I misjudged your purpose.
I understand now that you sheltered this valiant knight...
for the highest of motives...
the welfare of our land of Lyonesse.
Yes, of course.
Who better to be the new guardian of the kingdom?
After all, he has already proved himself in battle.
And by the look of him, I can see him bring the same fire...
to the guardian's other duties.
I will call a meeting of the royal council tonight...
and then summon my bishops...
as soon as my lord is buried.
My lady...
forgive me for having broken into your mourning...
with my plans for Gawain.
Mourning? Why should I mourn?
My husband was a terrible man.
From our wedding night...
he turned to a most cruel tyrant.
And the drinking! And the wenching!
Oh! If only you could know how much I suffered...
all these years.
But now everything will be different.
There will be a new champion to protect the kingdom...
and be my husband.
Sweet mother of God.
What have I done?
I just wanted you to stay in Lyonesse.
But all I've done is harm.
For now you must go.
You don't want to come with me?
I do, but as I knew I must save you...
so I know now I must lose you again.
Not even the magic in my ring can alter this.
Listen to me, Linet.
We have love, and that's stronger than magic.
Only love can bend fate.
And I love you.
I've always loved you.
I think they want us to stay!
Let's go.
- Hold the man! - Quick! Over this way!
- There he is. - Go.
Go on.
Quickly!
This way!
Keep back!
- Linet! - Grab her! Come on!
- No! - No!
Help!
I'll be with you!
Let go! No! Let go!
Quick!
In there.
Good-bye.
Stay there!
Break it down!
- Come on! - Come on! Break in!
They...
They shall not leave the kingdom alive!
Hey!
There is the tower. I'm sure they won't find us.
Follow me.
- They're over there! - Another one?
Gawain, help!
- Where are you taking me? - To your execution.
Father! Father, help me!
- Please. - Take her away!
Linet! Linet, where are you?
There he is!
Wait for it!
- Gawain! - Linet!
Let's go!
- Join your friends! - Whoa!
Follow them!
There they are! Quick, after them!
Here we go again.
We haven't lost them.
There's no escape. It's a dead end.
My love, take the ring!
Good-bye, Gawain. Good-bye.
Linet?
Linet!
Morgan! Stop your meddling!
Meddling? I was only having a little fun.
You know Gawain and Linet weren't to meet yet.
Give him back.
You're spoiling my game.
And if I give him back...
what will you give me in return?
You have interfered with my game...
with your black deeds and trickery...
and now you dare to bargain with me?
No one bargains with the Green Knight! No one!
Hmm. Quite impressive.
But stay with me tonight...
and show me some better tricks.
- Please? - Well, we'll see.
Linet! Linet!
Now, where is the brave young knight...
who so readily accepted my challenge?
What?
The year half over, and still no answers to my riddle.
- It's impossible! - Of course it is.
The more you cheat, the harder it becomes.
Cheat? What do you mean?
You're not playing my game, Gawain.
You have a ring, and it does not belong to you.
But Linet gave it to me!
You shall not have it!
"Where life is gladness... emptiness"!
Hey, stop!
Wait!
You won't get much out of them, young man.
They've taken a vow of silence.
I do most of the talking for them...
as we wander around the land.
But where are we? Is this near Lyonesse?
Lyonesse?
My dear friend, nowhere is near this forsaken place.
Then she is gone...
and I'm lost.
It was gladness. Now emptiness.
You speak in riddles.
I'm trying to solve one.
Come, tell me about it, I beg you.
These brothers are boring company.
Day after day, not so much as a belch or a fart.
I'll catch them up.
Good friar, you seem a wise fellow.
What do you know of riddles?
Ha! Wise? Don't let these robes fool you.
I've been everything from a hopeless juggler...
to a rather accomplished pick-pocket.
But now I am too fat to run fast enough.
Ha! And who would think under my habit...
I have that very fine ring you had in your pocket.
You what?
Ah, it's in the blood. I can't stop myself.
You see these?
I relieved a certain Baron Fortinbras of their weight.
Nice, aren't they?
But really, riddles, I can't do.
I can't even do hopscotch right.
But I didn't say I couldn't help you.
A few miles back...
we passed the track leading to the Rock of Wisdom.
Tell the sage there your riddle.
- Thank you, friar. - You'll need this.
In exchange for these.
- What do you want? - I've come to see the sage.
I'm afraid the sage is busy.
Maybe another day.
Oh, really?
All right, all right. Maybe he's not that busy.
Come on.
What are you doing here?
Are you the sage?
Well, I've been called worse.
I'm trying to solve a riddle.
Riddles? All I ever hear is riddles.
I know all about your riddle, Sir Gawain.
All about it.
I can't be expected to keep my eye on everybody.
Pass me the bottle of hedgehog's spit, would you?
I'm not a nursemaid, you know.
The green one.
That's it.
- This is a terrible setback. - I don't understand.
You're not playing the game.
The Green Knight's game.
You know about the Green Knight?
Hmm. Of course I do.
What do you know of Linet?
All I know about Linet...
is you're supposed to leave Lyonesse with her.
I tried.
The castle just sort of left me.
Hmm. Where did you get that ring?
Linet gave it to me.
You realize what you've done, Gawain?
You're free. You're out of the game.
This is most irregular.
- Get me back. - Back?
Get me back to Linet.
You realize if I get you back...
if you return the ring... you must play the game.
You must stick to the rules.
Otherwise I can't help you.
I'm lost without her.
So be it.
Gawain...
are you prepared for all the journey entails?
Yes, I am.
Remember the game.
Gawain... hunting shadows of the night?
Back to Lyonesse you go, Gawain.
Back to Lyonesse we go, Gawain.
My lady.
Linet?
Linet!
I'm cold.
I'll get some wood.
I'll make you a fire.
- Humphrey! - Gawain!
Where have you been?
What happened to you? I tried to follow you.
You just seemed to disappear!
A maiden.
I'll have her.
But don't taint the goods, Oswald.
She should be worth a pretty... a very pretty ransom.
Help!
And next, you'll be telling me...
she's been waiting for just you all these ages.
I'll tell you, she is the most beautiful creature.
Hey!
Don't be a fool!
There's at least ten of them, probably more nearby.
Whoa.
Whoa, boy. Whoa.
Charming place.
- What do you think? - Now, how do we get in there?
We'll walk in.
Are those knaves the best you could find?
They were the only ones fit enough, my lord!
Then they'll have to do.
Stand proud!
For today you have joined the army...
of his most exalted highness the Baron Fortinbras!
We'll rescue Linet and get paid.
Hope she can swim.
Quiet, you!
Or I'll silence you forever!
She's mine.
I claim her by right.
By right of being the baron's son?
No. By conqueror's right.
I took her.
There's nothing more need be said.
Do not forget that it is I...
your father's seneschal, who is in charge...
of all things here while he is away.
She's not for you, nor for any man's touching...
until his return, and when he does return...
it may well be that he has his own ideas...
of what becomes of the maiden.
Tell me now...
are you bold enough to cross your father?
So now... will you help me?
I'll help you, sir. Count on me.
Yes, I'll help.
Me, I will.
That's the way I like to see you, lads!
Working!
Move it along like that.
Come across! Cut across! Go on, show him, lad!
- Put your back into it! - Gawain.
Come on, get in there!
Don't run away from it!
You...
you, with the fancy boots!
Don't you know how to use a sword better than that?
No. Show me.
You see...
a sword...
is three feet of tempered steel...
with death dancing along every inch...
and hanging like a dark star...
on the very point.
You don't wield it like a broomstick...
but so!
I was wrong.
You don't need any help from me.
I'll kill you.
I'll kill you!
Gawain!
Gawain, no! Don't!
Don't.
Gawain.
We'll see what kind of man you are.
Take him to the dungeons.
Another one for Oswald?
Oh. This one's special.
He gets the personal attention, eh?
Does your mother know you do this for a living?
You won't be laughing soon.
Comfortable?
We're going to have...
a little fun.
Just... just like before.
Only this time, I'm going to win.
And you... what's left of you...
will crawl slowly away.
You can scream if you want to...
and we have plenty of time.
And the rack is amply long enough, even for you.
I think...
Baron Fortinbras... he's come back.
He's already in the war room. He sends me to find you.
So we must postpone our little game.
Don't touch him until I get back.
I don't want to miss anything!
No, no.
Give him a rest.
He mustn't be tired for our next session.
Ahem. Don't waste your strength, my son.
Save it for killing the devils.
My wandering friar.
My young friend troubled with riddles.
Sir Gawain at your service.
Vosper.
A sadder, sorrier Vosper than the one you met last.
Oh, I don't know.
I really didn't like your friends much last time.
And what are you doing here?
Baron Fortinbras didn't take kindly to finding his gems gone.
And... God help me...
he remembered a certain large friar...
whose presence was not coincidental.
Now they have me here. They have not yet found the stones.
They shall be my reward when I get out.
Get out?
- I hope you paid for those. - Dearly, my son.
What's the plan?
Brigades, advance!
Guards, move up to the attack!
Masterly, masterly! Simply masterly!
Infantry up there! Infantry up there!
Father...
Cannon fire decimating some of the cavalry.
Father...
Advance, advance! Not now, I'm playing!
Advance! And finally, finally...
I take the castle!
But, oh...
oh, what appalling losses.
Particularly amongst our allies.
Father, I want... I wanted to...
Not... not now, my son.
I'm hungry!
Just don't tell me you had the key all along.
Shh. Let's go quietly, my son.
And the churl had the impudence...
to tell me that his arms are pledged to Bertilak!
Heh. So...
I cut off his arms...
and I sent them to Bertilak.
- Father... - Not now, Oswald.
You're spoiling my story.
My lord...
Sir Bertilak and his retinue have entered for parleys!
They're already within the gates!
Bid him enter.
Rats seem to like Fortinbras.
You jump down first, my son.
Then I'll show you a way out of this accursed place.
Come on, the sand'll break your fall.
Quick, hide!
Nah, nothing. Only the rats.
Quick.
It seems a shame to deprive them of such a feast as you.
That's kind of you, my friend. Come on, this way.
Ah, Sir Bertilak!
We are indeed honored by such a polished presence.
I didn't come here to dally with you!
This ceaseless raiding into my western provinces must stop.
From this day forward, my people must live in peace!
Your territory?
- The lands are mine! - Then it is war.
Done.
Sir Bertilak...
perhaps there is another way to settle our differences.
Wars, after all, are such a clumsy way to settle anything.
And so costly.
The last time I escaped from here, my son...
I was a slightly slimmer friar.
And lighter.
Sergeant!
Yeah? What do you want?
Here, sergeant, we were wondering...
is that your boy out there working with the horses?
Get the sword.
- Gawain, are you all right? - A bit taller.
Have you got everything? The boat? The crossbow?
Yes. We'll requisition it.
There's a crossbow.
- Hold onto the rope. - God's help, my son.
In exchange for this desolate wasteland...
we can offer a prize worth a dozen provinces.
It is a maiden...
so fair, she would set even the silvery moon to shame.
Gawain! Hey!
Come on, friar!
Well done, friar!
- God forgive me. - He will. Come on.
Get up!
Here, what's the password?
- Um, well... - My son...
How's that for a password?
Gawain!
You're drunk.
He's down there.
"Where life is emptiness, gladness.
"Where life is darkness, fire."
Gawain, you must eat.
Halfway through the riddle and nothing to live for.
I'm not going on, Humphrey.
Life wouldn't be the same without Linet.
But, Gawain...
I'm leaving.
Don't try to follow me.
I have to go my own way now.
No, don't.
Let him go.
Soon, my friend, soon.
We, like life and death, both ride the night.
Like the full moon, are doomed by morning's light.
If anyone's up there, let me in!
Please, please let me in!
- I'm coming! - Let me in, I say!
- Let me in! - Patience! Patience!
I'm coming! I'm coming!
Is it you who's calling?
Be off with you!
We have no truck with beggars at this court!
I'm not a beggar. I'm a knight.
I've traveled far, and I demand to see your lord at once.
You? A knight?
And you demand to see my lord, is it?
He's not so comical-minded as me.
He might not see the joke in it.
Well, the joke will be mine...
when I see you whipped for your insolence.
Oh, very well. Enter.
I'll go and awake my lord.
I hope this place is more real than Lyonesse.
Open those shutters there.
Forgive me for disturbing you.
I am Gawain, a knight of a noble court.
I have journeyed far and seek shelter.
Fellow knight, you shall have what you seek...
nor shall you need leave here...
until you are made fully well again.
Am I dreaming?
Or is it really you, Linet?
We are awake, and yet we dream on.
You, I thought were lost.
And I, you.
Sir Bertilak found me when I was in peril of my life.
Through the fire, he came to save me.
There had been so much horror.
And Oswald...
Sir Bertilak bought me out of my captivity.
So I was his, as his horse or his sword might be.
But he set me free...
and told me I may stay or go, as my heart bade me.
I chose to stay.
Like a sister might love a brother...
I came to love him, too.
It is nothing.
Get well. Think only of that.
This makes good seeing.
Linet must have tended you well...
for life is already coming back into you.
My borrowed year is ended.
Tomorrow, I ride out to meet the Green Knight.
But I'd hate to lose my head in this beautiful castle.
- Gawain, don't. - I have to face it.
I've only solved two lines of the riddle.
Two?
Look about you.
Isn't this all golden?
"Where life is golden, sorrow."
And this is the sorrow.
Take this sash, and no evil will befall you.
A remarkable man.
- You know where I ride. - We knew the day.
We have a score to settle.
Who is this knight? What quarrel have I with him?
He is my champion! He fights for me!
Well, gentle friends, one last good fight.
Caspar...
shoot him in the back.
Wrong back, Caspar.
Attack!
Forward into battle!
Into the fray!
Come on, lads!
Oswald will be mine!
Humphrey, behind you!
At last!
Gawain!
Gawain! Gawain!
Gawain! Look out, Gawain!
- To the death, Oswald. - One more for the dung heap.
Caspar! Shoot him!
Bowman, stop.
Leave the wretch to his miserable end.
It may be his last fight...
but at least let him fight it fairly.
That's that score settled.
Take me away.
Now there's just our score to settle, Gawain.
We have an appointment at the Green Chapel...
before the sun goes down.
Unless, of course, you've answered my riddle.
I have found emptiness and fire and sorrow...
but I have not found, "Where life is lost, wisdom."
There is no wisdom in the killing...
I have done this day.
Then you must pay your debt.
God be with you, my son.
When my time comes, I'm afraid I won't be asking you...
to join me in the place I'm going.
When we set out on this quest, we were as children.
All that seems a lifetime away.
Now I know that you are a true knight.
Farewell, dear friend.
I salute you, Sir Gawain.
- And I. - And I, my friend.
Come with me.
Welcome to my dwelling.
How time flies.
Twelve sweet, short months, and life is done.
Never fear, Gawain.
Clean and swift will be my blow.
Kneel.
Make yourself ready for your cut.
What? You who think yourself afraid of no man...
do you now flinch away from the axe?
Well, I didn't flinch away when you let fly with your blow...
but held as still as the grave.
- Yet, you tremble. - Just get it over.
I was a fool to ever play your game.
But as I played it, let's bring it to an end.
Strike and be done.
Ha! You've had your cut.
- The game is over. - What?
You tell me when my game is over?
I make the rules, boy! I make the rules!
Stop.
S-stay your sword.
The full circle of the year has turned.
Just as every green shoot of spring returns...
at last to the earth from which it woke to life...
so return I...
Now live on, Sir Gawain... live on.
"Where life is lost... wisdom."
I, too, lived a borrowed year.
It began with your act of valor before the Green Knight...
and now it is at an end.
You were right, Gawain.
Love can bend fate.
Not only love, but courage too.
Lyonesse...
where no traveler had ever passed before...
I must return.
The moment is here now...
as I knew it would be when we first met.
I will not leave you.
You must, Sir Gawain.
Touch my cheek, but do not be afraid.
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