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[GIRL SINGING]
NARRATOR: It is said, a vengeful hatred has
always run deep between Gaels and Picts.
No force on this earth could ever unite two such kingdoms.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
But some would try.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[BABY CRYING]
King Unust, of the Picts, offered his daughter Edana
as a bride for the young Prince Alpin,
son of Eachdach,
King of Dal Riata.
King Eachdach agreed to the union,
hoping it would secure some temporary peace
between the rival kingdoms.
But as the Gaels began preparing for the ceremony,
the power hungry Pictish king
was laying other plans.
[DRUMS PLAYING]
[CRICKET CHIRPING]
The night before the wedding,
his army stormed the Fortress of Dunadd.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[SCREAMS]
[SWORDS CLANGING]
[SCREAMS]
[SWORDS CLANGING]
No!
[SCREAMS]
I bestow on you
the right to reign.
[GIRL SINGING]
[SCREAMS]
[WATER SPLASHING]
[SCREAMS]
NARRATOR: The two survived.
As Aldin fled with his infant brother,
he made a vow.
As long as one son of Eachdach still had breath,
they would avenge
and restore the Kingdom of Dal Riata.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Sinead, what in heaven's name do you think you're doing?
You know you're not supposed to come here on your own.
I was looking for Kyra.
Kyra's gone.
Now come.
[BRANCHES BREAKING]
Kyra?
- [BRANCHES BREAKING] - [ANIMAL SCREECHING]
[INDISTINCT SOUND]
Run. Sinead run!
[INDISTINCT SOUNDS]
Sinead.
[SCREAMS]
[FOOTSTEPS]
She's been taken.
[SOBBING]
Shadows, they've taken her.
[SOBBING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Lachlan what do we do?
I fear there's... There's nothing we could do.
[SOBBING]
Not yet.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[LAUGHING]
ALPIN: The most northern outpost in Dal Riata
So,
- usual story. - Don't draw attention.
Gather information. And if it turns sour, get out.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Can we go now? I'm starving.
Wait.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
You remember I told you that when you reached
your tenth year, I had something to show you?
Yes.
- [BIRDS CHIRPING] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
This belonged to our father.
He gave it to me just before he died.
Anything happens to me, then you're next in line.
So, I want you to keep it safe for me.
Never give it to anyone.
This broach represents our right to reign,
so it must not fall into the wrong hands.
If I die,
it'll be your proof that you're the rightful heir
of Dal Riata.
I will guard it with my life.
Good.
Let's go.
[ANIMAL CHATTER]
And who are you?
My name is Alpin.
My apprentice and I have traveled far
and we seek provisions and rest.
We're craftsmen. We can pay you with labor.
- Is that right? - You would do well to assist us.
I always remember kindness shown
and men of honor will be rewarded.
Well in that case, I might have something for you.
- You can have this. - [GRUNTS]
Do you think I give a damn what you want?
Or where you've come from?
Or what your bloody well seek?
You come in here, making demands,
giving orders like you rule the place.
Let me tell you something,
I'm in charge here.
So you can either meet your demands elsewhere,
or you can quickly learn your place,
here,
- under my foot. - [LAUGHTER]
So?
We'll go.
Aye, I thought so.
You can tell anyone else you meet
Torcall makes the rules here.
Now get.
Wait, grab him lads.
[ANIMAL CHATTER]
Huh, You can leave this behind.
And, uh,
we'll keep the boy too.
TORCALL: Come here.
Stop!
Stop.
You stop this madness, you fools.
[PANTING]
In all my days, Torcall, I didn't think even you
could be such a bald-headed idiot.
God forgive you for treating strangers in such a manner.
Have I taught you nothing?
My sincere apologies, sires.
Now if you'd like to come this way,
I'll get you a good welcome,
away from these animals.
[PANTING]
Think on your sins, you degenerate wastrels.
[PANTING]
Just look at the state of you.
Not eaten in days I wouldn't doubt.
And the harvest was so poor this year,
I would usually have a wee keg of cider laying around,
but the peck was poor and Lachy takes a wee drop more
- now that the nights... - I think,
how about, um, a wee fowl for our guests.
- A what? - A fowl.
I think we could do better than broth,
- considering who they are. - Oh.
What was I thinking?
Ah... I'll just pop out and... And pluck you a wee chicken.
Aye, aye. Ah.
My wife and I are not that used to having guests.
I see.
Look, it's the least we could do.
You've traveled a long way.
I'm most grateful for your hospitality.
Ah well.
You'll have to forgive Torcall and his men.
They're very wary of strangers, especially now.
BIDDY: Come here you!
You don't see many travelers around here?
- Ah, no. A... - [CHICKEN CHUCKLING]
The truth is this place...
is haunted.
- [CHICKEN EXCLAIMS] - [AX SWING]
- Haunted? - For some years now,
folk have been seeing...
Um, strange, unearthly things.
Spirits, some say.
Over there, among the trees of Dorcha Forest.
And in the village here, sometimes.
They call them, "shadows".
"Shadows"?
And our children...
our children have been taken.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Our own beautiful daughter, Sinead, was captured.
Biddy was there when it happened. She saw it.
She only glimpsed them,
the Shadows.
But, she's never been the same since.
What's been done to get them back?
Not a thing.
Folk are afraid to go out to that forest now.
That's madness.
These kidnappers must be found and fought.
Aye, but how can you fight a foe
that may not even be of this world?
You mean spirits?
That's fireside tales.
Is it?
I saw them.
They were dark as night.
Swift like the wind.
As if driven by some,
invisible force.
And Sinead,
and my Sinead,
Whoa.
Oh no, no, Oh, dear.
Don't think of it. Don't think of it.
I know what grief can do to a mind,
but something must be done.
And on my life, I know who's behind it.
- Picts. - Picts?
- [SCOFFS] - Who else would it be?
You're a Druid, do you not? Who do you say it is?
Some say it's a witch who calls up evil spirits
to do her bidding.
Some say it's mercenaries from the sea looking for slaves.
I say it's Olc-Mor.
Olc-Mor?
Really?
You asked my opinion. There it is.
You truly believe that?
And, what is it?
Ah...
Come with me.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Down this way.
Welcome to my monastery.
A little drafty I grant you but it's peaceful enough.
- Do you like my pictures boy? - Did you do these?
They're amazing.
Aye, they are that.
- Most of my own work anyway. - What about the snake one?
That's the best.
Yes, well, that's not one of mine.
Now, look at this.
What do you see?
That's the sign of the king.
The symbol for the kingdom of Dal Riata?
The sign of the king.
Exactly.
Now there's a story behind that sign.
The legend of King Conall,
who ruled Dal Riata, oh, 200 years ago.
That's him there.
King Conall himself.
And is that the queen?
Heck no, that's ah... Saint Columba.
Who?
Saint Columba?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
The... The... The blessed man of God
who brought the gospel of our lord
Jesus Christ to these Pagan shores.
No?
Oh! Blind me mother. Well never mind.
He's a holy man,
whom King Conall called upon,
when Dal Riata was in desperate need,
oppressed by an evil sorcerer.
And that sorcerer's name,
was Olc-Mor.
You've made a mistake here.
Hmm? Mistake?
You've got the King kneeling before the evil sorcerer.
No, that's no mistake.
That's what happened.
Columba told Conall,
that the only way he could save Dal Riata
was by giving up his own life.
So he did.
And the sorcerer killed him.
But that's not the end of the story.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
- [SWORD SLASHING] - [CHOKING SOUNDS]
In that moment,
Conall was filled with a supernatural power.
The King's power.
And he rose up and he imprisoned Olc-Mor,
in the tomb beneath the hill fort of Dunadd.
And sealed the door with the sign of the King.
♪ Then the evil power he bound ♪
♪ In a vault beneath the ground ♪
♪ Still his children ♪
♪ Bear the sign ♪
Of the royal... line?
Well, thanks for the... The bedtime story
and the song, but,
we're very weary and we'd be grateful for some rest.
I'm not tired.
So ah, we'd best find a place to make camp for the night.
Oh, but you must come and stay with us.
- We've got plenty of room. - Thank you.
- Ah... Indeed, many thanks. But... - We'd love to.
We really wouldn't want to be...
Ah, Perfect. That's it.
Let's go back.
Alright.
[GAELIC SINGING]
The sign of the King.
Aye.
Alpin,
the legend of King Conall,
is it true?
Does it matter?
Yes, it does.
Finn, the purpose of the legend is,
is not to retell the story exactly, but,
to convey a message.
- And what's the message? - Well what do you think?
I... I just thought,
it was a real story.
Why can't people just say what actually happens.
Well, it was a long time ago. Nobody knows for sure.
Lachlan seemed pretty sure.
And he's a druid, so he ought to know.
The legend is, is no more than a story.
All we can do is take from it what we will.
And what is that?
That Conall was a good king,
because he cared for his kingdom more than his own life.
And we should too.
And what about the king's power?
- What about it? - Is it real?
- No. - But you've got the mark
on your back like in Lachlan's picture.
Perhaps you have the same power.
Perhaps you have the power over death.
Finn, the only power that is certain
in this world is this.
This is what determines whether a man will live or die.
This is the only authority we possess.
We rise or we fall by the strength of our arm.
- But... - I did not put that broach
into the hands of a child.
I gave it to the son of a king.
It's time to grow up Finn.
We cannot put our faith in children's stories.
[FIRE CRACKING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
- [INDISTINCT SOUNDS] - LANCHLAN: Run!
LACHLAN: It's them! The shadows!
- WOMEN: Shadows! - MAN: Shadows!
MAN: Shadows!
[SCREAMING]
[INDISTINCT SOUNDS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I tell you, he's the one we've been waiting for, girl.
I have to go.
It's our only chance.
Isn't it enough I lose a daughter.
You'll never survive out there.
- My boy has been taken. - TORCALL: Eh!
Now you get what it feels like.
Only for us, it was our own flesh and blood,
not some apprentice.
He's not my apprentice, he's my brother.
- Your brother? - And we're not craftsmen.
I knew it. I told you he was lying.
No commoner has a sword like that.
So come on. Tell us who you are.
Who are you?
I'm your king.
Huh. Our king died years ago.
I am his son,
Alpin Mac Eachdach.
And now I have seen the oppression you're under.
I'm going to hunt down these kidnappers
and return your children.
- Now who will join me? - Why should we follow you?
You brought the shadows back down on us again.
I am not your enemy. The enemy is out there.
And the more we squabble amongst ourselves,
the weaker we become. But if we unite,
- we can fight them. - Do you not think we've tried?
My wee boy was taken.
We can't fight them.
They're not from this world.
That is cowardice and superstition talking.
They could be fought and killed. I know it.
Now who will join me?
I will come.
Anyone else?
I...
I.
[FOOTSTEPS]
[CROW CAWING]
[WIND BLOWING]
LANCHLAN: So the king, eh?
- It's true. - Oh, I believe you.
You're a better contender than Torcall, anyway.
- Torcall? - Well yes.
Every man and his brother's, seeking to be king these days.
- If you pardon the expression. - You have no idea.
Most assume that Eachdach's sons were all killed
in the massacre.
Yet, here you are.
What have you been doing
- for the last 10 years? - [BRANCHES BREAKING]
Surviving.
- [WINGS FLAPPING] - [CROW CAWING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT SOUNDS]
[SWORD CLANGS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Coward.
Now you've lost your druid.
[LANCHLAN YELLING AT DISTANCE]
LANCHLAN: Get off me! Go. Hands off.
- LANCHLAN: Ugh! - MAN 1: Hold him still.
- MAN 1: Tie him up. - MAN 2: Give me that rope.
Search the area. There must be more.
Kill him.
- MAN 1: Gart. - MAN 2: Gart what are you doing?
We can't kill innocent.
He's a holy man.
He could be a trot for all I care.
- He'll die the same. - You're not gonna kill him.
- You can't. - Shut your mouth.
So, Gael, are you alone?
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
I said are you alone?
No, I am not alone.
I told you. Form up. Be ready!
How many are with you?
Ah well,
that's a difficult question.
Because firstly, there is the good Lord himself,
who, though being of nature one,
is also known, as having three persons.
I suppose it all depends on your understanding
of that aspect of deity.
Just answer the question!
How many?
Alright, we'll call that three.
Then we have the angels.
And if the good Lord could open my eyes
as he did Elisha's Servant,
then I could tell you exactly how many.
Hundreds, maybe thousands.
Enough!
Let's put this God
- of yours to the test, shall we. - [RUSTLING]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Take him to camp.
- LANCHLAN: Ah, ah. - I thought you could talk.
We should let him go.
Maybe he'll strike you dumb.
- Get up. - LANCHLAN: Ah!
LANCHLAN: Let me go!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[GRUNTING]
Ah!
[WIND BLOWING]
- [FIRE CRACKING] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
What is your name, Gael?
Lachlan.
And you're a monk?
My people call me a druid, but I am a Christian, yes.
I follow the rules of Saint Columbanus.
Perhaps you've heard of it.
What is your purpose in this forest?
What concern of yours is that?
- It's not your forest. - Nor is it yours.
It is more mine than yours.
It's within the Kingdom of Dal Riata,
and that belongs to the Gaels.
Not anymore.
He's harmless.
Cover his head and take him to the village.
Wait.
You want to know my purpose.
Very well.
I'm seeking the kidnappers of the children of my village.
Kidnappers from this forest.
And you suspect us?
- No. - No?
I believe that,
I believe it is Olc-Mor.
You see? I told you.
Didn't I say so?
It's all lies. He's a Gael.
Bet he's been sent to spy on us.
He's got magic powers.
He can see into my mind.
I believe you.
In that case...
can you let me go?
I said I believe you,
that doesn't mean I trust you.
LANCHLAN: Ugh, ah!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
We're safe here for a moment.
Who are you?
Are you a fairy?
- What is your name? - I'm Finn.
Finn Mac Eachdach.
It's an honor to meet you. What's yours?
My name is Nathara.
That's a nice name.
Thank you.
It's good to meet you too, Finn Mac Eachdach.
[CROW CAWING]
We cannot stay here Finn.
I can take you to my home, where it is safe, but it is,
deep in the forest.
And there is much danger.
I will not force you, but
I would be glad of the company.
I'm not afraid.
[CRICKET CHIRPING]
[LEAVES RUSTLING]
[ANIMAL CHATTER]
- UM! - [THUD]
[CRICKET CHIRPING]
Oh, praise the Lord.
I must say, he usually doesn't answer prayers
quite so promptly.
Well then who am I to judge,
but oh a swift answer to prayer
every now and then does help.
- Especially a... - Lachlan!
I can easily leave you here.
Now get back to the village,
and tell them to come with as many men as possible.
- Why? - What?
These are not the kidnappers.
They're warriors, not thieves.
Besides, do you see any children?
Listen to me.
I know the Picts. They are traitors
and murderers who would not hesitate
to strangle a baby in arms, so long as it were a Gael.
Now go,
before I tie you up again.
Where are you going?
To kill my betrothed.
Oh.
[ANIMAL CHATTER]
[PANTING]
- You? - You remember me then?
I remember everything.
Do you?
Do you remember, the ground soaked with blood?
The screams of the innocent?
A dying king who sought to make peace with his enemy?
Remember his sons,
one an infant,
forced to flee
to live in exile and hardship
in their own kingdom. Do you remember that,
princess?
- I know what you feel. - Spare me.
I do.
I want an end to this.
Like you.
[CRICKET CHIRPING]
MAN: Gaels! Gaels!
[GRUNTING]
Damn Fergus.
Come on down.
Come on, Fergus.
Come on down.
Come on Fergus.
MAN: Finish him!
Stop!
Stop.
You kill that man, and our last hope is lost.
You! how did you get free?
It's never wise to imprison a disciple of Christ.
Read Actus Apostolorum, sometime.
Shut it.
- You're next. - Fergus.
Do as the monk says. We need him alive.
- My lady? - Sense at last.
I know there were something different about you.
Tie them both up 'til morning.
Is that really necessary?
Look, the poor lad is out of it and...
Shut this one up.
Oh now, let's just have a wee word about this together. Be...
Understood.
[BIRD CHIRPING]
[PANTING]
[BIRD CHIRPING]
Finn,
are you alright?
I am hungry.
Don't suppose you have any foods?
How far now?
A day. Maybe more.
Aren't you cold?
Not really.
Can we make a fire?
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
I don't know how. I...
I never make fires.
I can teach you.
The bark in this tree is great tinder.
Do you have a knife?
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
That is a beautiful broach.
My brother gave it to me.
Where did he get it?
Our father gave it to him when he died.
And your brother,
he gave it to you after he died?
Yes.
I'm sorry.
May I see it?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
- [INDISTINCT SOUND] - [BRANCHES CRACKING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Fergus.
Untie his hands.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
On the night my father took Dunadd from your father,
he found a sealed chamber in the passages
beneath the fortress.
The door was marked with the same sign
you have on your back.
- [FIRE CRACKING] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
Thinking it contained gold, he broke it open.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
But it wasn't gold. On opening it,
he unleashed a terrifying evil.
A sorcerer with unearthly power.
KING UNUST: No!
He brought vengeance on himself.
But the guilt of that night
has haunted me for 10 years.
No more.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Pick it up.
Take the sword.
Stand.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I offer my life as payment for my father's debt.
He's dead.
So take your revenge on me.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Why?
I know what it's like to lose a father.
- The sorcerer? - You don't believe me?
I just...
so be it.
If what you say is true, then the debt is settled.
My feud is not with you. There is no need for revenge.
- You don't mean that. - No I don't.
But I say it, even so.
You should take the sword.
Please.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Now, I'll be wanting my weapons back,
and my Druid.
We will teach you how to fight the Deamhain.
The what?
The creatures that haunt this forest.
Fergus.
Fergus will train you both in our warfare.
Deamhain are deadly fighters,
so we must be more so.
Perfect.
[HISSING]
FINN: Let go of me!
- FINN: Ha! - [HISSING]
FINN: Ha! Let go!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I don't think it worked.
You were not the true heir.
Your brother is alive.
Easy mistake.
If that is so...
then what further use are you?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Well,
My lady?
You only chop firewood when you're frustrated.
So what is it?
There are murmurs,
distention amongst the men.
Why do this?
Why unite with Gaels?
Why welcome our enemy?
We have a common enemy now.
Did the last 10 years mean nothing?
They cannot be trusted.
That is a risk we shall have to take.
How quickly you forget Unust.
[FERGUS SIGHS]
No good will come of this blue mark.
Edana.
Men need a leader they can respect,
with strength,
not one that kneels before the enemy.
Fergus, I'm your queen.
But I'm not my father.
No.
That you are not.
Stand aside Fergus.
She's allied with Gaels.
She's no longer our Queen.
Stand aside.
- [GRUNTING] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
[GAELIC MUSIC]
[CROWS CAWING]
Deamhain fight with two blades.
Primary tactic.
Speed.
[GRUNTING]
Know your enemy.
Your turn monk.
[GRUNTING]
Again.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[GRUNTING]
- [PANTING] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
Your best chance at survival is together,
in formation.
The Deamhain will try to get you on your own.
If they succeed,
you're dead.
- [GRUNTING] - MUSIC PLAYING]
You're dead.
- [GRUNTING] - [YELLING]
Enough!
Enough.
Better.
- [GRUNTING] - [YELLING]
- [GRUNTING] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
Vind.
Vind?
Vind!
Good.
Now we practice for real.
- [SWORDS CLANGING] - [GRUNTING]
Are they ready?
- No. - No?
- No. - Will they ever be?
No.
You've done well to bring them this far.
I have done what you have ordered.
As always.
- My lady. - Ciar, what news?
I found the Deamhain's stronghold, lady.
- How far? - One days march, northeast.
We leave at once.
You know where this will end?
[GRUNTING]
Enough!
Sharpen your weapons and make ready.
We leave at once for the Deamhain lair.
[PANTING]
- Where are we going? - The lair.
The source.
Wherever these Deamhain things are coming from.
Oh.
Do you know those Picts blunted my spear for that fight.
- Picts. - [SWORDS CLANGING]
You fight well.
Thank you.
So, are you ready to do it for real?
How hard can it be?
That will be a, "no", then.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I hate this forest.
Not long now.
Fergus has had words.
What's he waiting for?
A spine.
Your men seem restless.
They know what lurks in the trees.
You must have been here some time.
Half a year, maybe more.
Some of these men have been with me since...
- Since Dunadd? - Yes.
Tell me,
what's become of my home?
I don't know.
It's been five years since I was there.
I hear rumors that it's been lost, then won,
then lost.
We left to hunt the sorcerer.
But it seems we spread ruin like the plague.
[LEAVES RUSTLING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
- [SCREECHING] - [GROWLING]
Form up.
- [SCREECHING] - [GROWLING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[SWORDS CLANGING]
[PANTING]
You are not the plague.
We need to keep moving.
[PANTING]
You still alive?
Oh, Yes.
And I hope I get to kill a lot more of those
before the good Lord takes me.
- LANCHLAN: I know that boy. - He must be from the village.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
EDANA: Stay down.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT SOUND]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
The woman?
The sorcerer.
Olc-Mor.
What was she doing?
Spawning.
It's the souls.
She needs souls.
The purer, the stronger.
- Where did she go? - Follow me.
[WIND BLOWING]
ALPIN: We have to go in.
Finn and the other children must be in there.
EDANA: Fergus, take command.
Wait for the horn.
FERGUS: No!
EDANA: What?
We cannot go in there.
This sorcery will be the death of us.
For the last 10 years, this has been our purpose.
Or did you forget that?
You will not dissuade me now, not when we're this close.
Ciar, lead the way.
The sorceress is mine.
- Where are you going? - I'm coming too.
- No. - If my daughter is in there,
you try and stop me.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[FOOTSTEPS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
- [WATER DRIPPING] - [PANTING]
[SWORD CLANGS]
Sinead? Sinead!
Oh Sinead. Mo nighneag!
- Mo nighneag. - He's not here.
LANCHLAN: Right. Sinead.
This man is looking for his brother.
Have you seen a boy
about your age that looks like him?
No.
We cannot stay here.
[INDISTINCT SOUND]
Ciar, signal Fergus.
- [INDISTINCT SOUND] - Ciar!
- [HISSING] - [LACHLAN SCREAMS]
- ALPIN: Lachlan! - [GRUNTING]
It's nothing.
I'm fine.
EDANA: Alpin!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
This isn't over.
We must get out.
Fergus!
No.
[INDISTINCT SOUND]
Run!
Sinead, your father loves you,
always remember that.
Say hello to your mother for me.
Go on, go on.
Now lad, remember King Conall?
Now, my lady, please take the young ones
back to my village, it's my last wish.
- Lachlan no! - No!
Do as he says. Get them out of here.
Now!
LANCHLAN: In God's mighty name,
I command,
that ye be banned once more in the earth.
For we have the King's power in our midst.
The heir of King Conall himself.
Against which,
you can do nothing.
- [MUSIC PLAYING] - [INDISTINCT SOUNDS]
Except maybe that.
Never thought I'd die with a druid.
Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord.
What?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Apocalypse. You should read it sometime.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
- [INDISTINCT SOUNDS] - [SWORDS CLANGING]
ALPIN: You alright?
Lachlan, speak to me man.
Lachlan!
Dal Riata!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[WATER DRIPPING]
NATHARA: You remember them, don't you?
What are you?
Alpin...
son of Eachdach,
King of Dal Riata.
Your father's reign was tragically brief.
He could have achieved so much more.
[WATER DRIPPING]
I fear his kingdom, died with him.
Now while one son of Eachdach still has breath.
Hm, Alpin...
your line is spent.
You are weak.
Dal Riata needs a true ruler.
Someone of power and strength.
Someone who can make her great again.
And you Alpin,
can bestow that right to reign.
So, may I see that broach?
Hm, how about you kill me first?
You really think I'm gonna give you my throne?
Yes.
Or the blood of every man, woman and child
in Dal Riata will be on your hands.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Just like your Druid friend.
Better to die now than under the rule of a witch.
Spoken like a true king.
- Finn. - Alpin.
[HISSING]
Now.
The broach.
[HISSING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Better to die now then under the rule of a witch.
Wait!
[PANTING]
Alpin. Don't.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I bestow on you the right to reign.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[GRUNTING]
NATHARA: No!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Who are you,
to dare stand against me?
ALPIN: I am Alpin, King of Dal Riata
and you have no power over me.
NATHARA: You know nothing of my power.
NATHARA: I will tear this kingdom apart.
- Finn! - NATHARA: Dal Riata, will fall.
[THUD]
[PANTING]
FINN: Alpin?
Whoa.
That was...
That was different.
The King's power? It must have been.
Finn,
I'm so sorry.
You were right all along.
You're a bloody mess.
And it's good to see you too.
I'm so glad you're alive.
Let's get out of here.
[WIND BLOWING]
Edana.
We're not enemies.
Fergus.
He's gone.
They're all gone.
Finn, get the others ready. We need to keep moving.
Go away.
FINN: I can help you.
I don't need your help.
We must get them home.
Edana, I spoke with the sorceress,
she intends to march on the village.
- We must warn them. - Where's my father?
- I don't know. - Edana?
Of course.
Quickly.
Keep it.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Let's move.
[ANIMAL CHATTER]
I'm sorry about your father.
I'll see him again.
Oh really? How do you know?
He's friends with God.
Oh.
I don't suppose...
do you think we'll see my father again?
Was he friends with God?
I don't know.
I think he was.
I hope so.
You're shoulder's not very soft.
That's better.
- EDANA: What kind of power? - I don't know.
I can't explain it any better than that. I just...
felt this power surging through me and,
somehow in that moment, I knew she couldn't hurt me.
The King's power.
You know about that?
- I know the story. - Do you believe it?
You don't?
I didn't.
Alpin,
if the King's power can help us defeat the sorceress,
then you are our only hope.
How?
I can't control it. It controlled me.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
We could do with a Druid right now.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Aye, we could.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
TORCALL: My boy!
Oh.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
How?
Ha!
What's she doing here?
This woman has rescued your children.
You owe her their lives.
- She's a Pict. - And a Queen.
Everything's kings and queens with you.
Listen.
I have seen the enemy.
They are neither Pict,
nor Gael,
nor even human.
A very powerful sorceress dwells in the forest
with an army of demonic creatures,
who are deadly fighters,
They will be marching towards us at once,
and they will destroy each and every person here
without mercy.
You must flee at once.
- Head for the mountains. - Alpin.
Let me speak with you a moment.
And the Pict Queen.
And Torcall, you as well.
We must fight, not run.
If what you say is true,
then we won't be able to escape anyway.
And even if we did, what then?
We live in constant fear, roving around unknown lands
'til we're caught and killed.
No.
This is where we must make our stand.
And if we die,
so be it.
But we die defending our home.
You do not know what you're up against.
And you do not know what these people are capable of.
They can achieve mighty things when their blood is up.
But they're herdsmen.
- Huntsmen. Not warriors. - They are Gaels of Dal Riata.
And they will fight for their King.
Which one?
We will fight,
under you,
our King.
I'm sorry?
You managed to do what I couldn't.
You brought me back my boy.
We will fight.
What is your command?
So be it.
I need every abled man armed and ready.
All weapons collected and whetted.
We need swords, spears, shields,
farm tools, everything you've got.
I need all horses tacked.
The women and children in Biddy's home
and a barricade over the entrance.
Any questions?
No.
Go on then.
What was the first bit again?
- Perhaps I can help. - Oh, very good.
I told you.
I'm not ready for this.
Some things we're never ready for.
Biddy.
Alpin, I see that my husband did not return with you.
How did it happen?
He gave his life so the children could escape.
Charged the whole army on his own.
It was a warrior's death.
The bravest I've seen.
Thank you.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [YELLING] - [GRUNTING]
[SWORDS CLANGING]
Enough.
Good, you're learning fast.
Now switch.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
For an escape?
Not exactly.
I trust you ride well.
Why?
We're gonna surprise them.
Go straight for the sorceress.
What about the training? We cannot break the line.
This time it's different. We need to get her.
- Cut off the head of the snake. - It's madness.
Aye.
- Exactly. - [SWORD CLANG]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
ALPIN: You shouldn't be out here.
These must have taken 'em some time, eh?
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Finn, I want you to have this again.
Why?
Because...
if I do not survive this battle, then you will be king.
But I don't want to be.
Even so, you would be.
- But you're going to live. - Finn, listen to me.
More important than what becomes of me,
is what befalls our kingdom.
I want you to take this with a promise.
If I die, you will run as fast
and as far as you can.
Find a good hiding place, and there you will stay,
until you have gathered an army strong enough
to take back Dal Riata.
Will you promise to do this?
Finn, please.
I'm not like you.
- I'm not a leader. - You don't have to be.
This position is not earned, it is given.
And we must choose how we will use that gift.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I promise.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Thank you.
And remember,
- never give it to anyone. - I won't.
Not this time.
This time?
- What? - Alpin.
She's here.
Get to the Druid's home. Protect the women and children,
and remember, if the battle goes ill, you run.
Remember your promise.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[DISTANT GRUNTING]
He's too young.
Just make sure he keeps his promise.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
You're not going to make a speech, then?
Carry on.
Alright then.
We're in here,
they're there.
The plan is...
we're gonna beat them into a pulp
and chuck them in the middin.
[CHEERS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Don't be afraid. I will protect you.
- [GROWLING] - [HISSING]
Good speech.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[HORSES GALLOP]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
No!
Back to the village.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT SOUND]
[GRUNTING]
They're here.
- [SCREAMS] - [SWORDS CLANGING]
[GRUNTING]
[CHILDREN SCREAMING]
[HORN BLOW]
[SCREAMS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Fergus!
My lady.
Get him over here.
Sinead, fetch some binding.
[SCREAMS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Edana no.
Hold on.
- [HISSING] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
You need to go. Now.
- But I, - Finn, remember your promise.
- [MUSIC PLAYING] - [GRUNTING]
- [PANTING] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
[PANTING]
Today
Dal Riata falls.
ALPIN: Finn, no! Ugh!
[HEAVY BREATHING]
[WIND BLOWING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[THUNDER]
- [THUNDER] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
ALPIN: Your power,
is no more.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
NO!
[INDISTINCT SOUND]
On the midden.
[CHEERS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
- [BIRDS CHIRPING] - [PANTING]
- [WIND BLOWING] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
- [MUSIC PAYING] - [CHEERS]
Sinead, would you like to see my broach?
Alright.
Well, you can't,
because I'm not allowed to give it to anyone.
Oh.
- [MUSIC PLAYING] - [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
I leave tomorrow.
So soon?
These folk could really use your help
rebuilding their lives.
I have rebuilding of my own to do.
We all do I suppose.
Unless you...
You know.
Come with me.
- What? - Come to Dunadd.
- [MUSIC PLAYING] - [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
You really think that would work?
Couldn't possibly be worse than last time.
- [MUSIC PLAYING] - [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
She'll make a fine wife.
- I'm sorry. - Sinead.
What?
Your wee brother's just asked for her hand.
Oh.
That's good.
Wait. Really?
Poor wee lad.
Having more success than you are
by the looks of things.
- [MUSIC PLAYING] - [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Alright, then.
[LAUGHTER]
- [MUSIC PLAYING] - [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [CRICKET CHIRPING] - [HORSE SNORTING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Now don't go eating it all straight away.
Remember to ration yourself. It's a long journey.
I want you to have some left over
for when you get there.
Promise?
Thank you, for bringing my daughter back to me.
I too am thankful.
I hope we can return some day.
You're not the only one who hopes so.
Come here.
- [LAUGHTER] - [MUSIC PLAYING]
- [FAKING GAGGING] - [LAUGHTER]
Get out of here.
At your service.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Subtitles by explosiveskull
♪ Hear the wind ♪
♪ The storm is coming ♪
♪ And the darkness falls all around ♪
♪ Close your eyes ♪
♪ The world is changing ♪
♪ And we are calling ♪
♪ To be found ♪
♪ And the hope is coming ♪
♪ Hope is coming soon ♪
♪ In the temple of the Lord ♪
♪ And we feel we are alone ♪
♪ Hope is coming soon ♪
♪ As we await the sight and sound ♪
♪ But hope is coming ♪
♪ No more running ♪
♪ Hope is coming soon ♪
♪ And a fire is burning ♪
♪ No more turning ♪
♪ Hope is coming soon ♪
♪ Hear the voice of Justice singing ♪
♪ As the sunrise smiles from the East ♪
♪ Touch your heart ♪
♪ Love is still beating ♪
♪ And war is melting into peace ♪
♪ And the lamp is burning low♪
♪ Hope is coming soon ♪
♪ In the temple of the Lord ♪
♪ And we feel we are alone ♪
♪ Hope is coming soon ♪
♪ As we await the sight and sound ♪
♪ But hope is coming, no more running ♪
♪ Hope is coming ♪
♪ Hope is coming soon ♪
♪ Hope is coming ♪
♪ And a fire is burning ♪
♪ No more turning ♪
♪ Hope is coming soon ♪
[WHOOSHING]