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: Do you want me to go in with you?
[Beowulf and Wiglaf look at each other
: They say you have a monster here. They say your lands are cursed. Soldier
: Is that what they say? Wiglaf
: Bards sing of Hrothgar's shame from the frozen north to the shores of Vinland. Soldier
: There's no shame to be accursed by demons. Beowulf
: I am Beowulf and I'm here to kill your monster.
: Your legend is known from the high seas and the snow barriers to the Great Island Kingdom - you are the Monster Slayer. Beowulf
: We men are the monsters now. The time of heroes is dead, Wiglaf - the Christ God has killed it, leaving humankind with nothing but weeping martyrs, fear, and shame.
: He was the bravest of us. He was the prince of all warriors. His name will live forever. Wealthow
: His song shall be sung forever.
: [stabbing at Grendels crotch
] I swear, the bastard has no pintel!
: [seeing the dragon for the first time
] Odin's swifan balls!
: How many monsters must I slay? Grendel's mother, father, Grende's uncle? Must I hack down a whole family tree of demons? King Hrothgar
: She is the last of them. Whith her gone, demonkind will slip back into the darkness from whence it came. Wiglaf
: And where it belongs. Beowulf
: And the mother's mate? Where is Grendel's father? King Hrothgar
: Grendel's father can do no harm to man.
: Let's get you to a healer. Beowulf
: Not this time, old friend. Wiglaf
: You are Beowulf. A little thing like this isn't going to finish you off.
: [seeing the bodies of Beowulf's thanes in the mead hall
] In the name of Odin! Is Grendel not dead? Has he grown his arm anew?
: This is not battle, Wiglaf. This is slaughter. Wiglaf
: The Frisians want to make themselves heroes, my lord. They want the bards to sing of their deeds. Beowulf
: It's going to be a short song.
: Great friend, There is something you should know. Wiglaf
: Nay! There is nothing I should know. You are Beowulf. Beowulf the mighty, the hero! The slayer and destroyer of demons! Now let us kill this flying devil where it sleeps and get on with our bloody lives!
: Hondshew, make me feel you're pretending to listen to me. It's only been five days since you waved your wife goodbye. Hondshew
: Five days? In the name of Odin, no wonder my loins are burning!
: And you mighty Wiglaf, are you still with me? Wiglaf
: To the end.
: Heave! Heave! Heave! Heave! Beowulf. Hold fast. Beowulf
: No. Soldier
: Who are you? From your dress, you are warriors. Speak! Why should I not run you though right now? Beowulf
: We are Geats. I am Beowulf, son of Edgethow. We come seeking your Prince Hrothgar in friendship.
: He was the best of us all... the Sheppard of our land. He gave his life to save his People. O Prince of Princes and Kind of Kings. Beowulf my friend, you legacy will never die!
: He knew no fear and filled the hearts of his enemies with dread. O' Mightiest of monster slayers. The world shall never forget your feats.
[Herot seen is the background, burning
: What's the matter with your men? They look like they've seen a ghost. Wiglaf
: No, not a ghost: a legend. All these men can talk of is a chance to see you in action. To tell you the truth, I'm... Beowulf
: ...about to go and polish your blade. Is that right, Wiglaf? Wiglaf
: Fine, send me away.
: That's what Vikings do! Fighting gives our lives meaning! Xena
: Fighting gives your lives meaning. Do you have any idea how stupid that is? Beowulf
: Yeah? Well, it didn't sound stupid when it came from you. Xena
: From me? Beowulf
: Long ago it was Xena who first taught Odin to embrace violence and bloodlust. Xena
: Well, if that is true then I know I am not this Xena.
Rethel the Archer
: [the warriors ride through the camp and observe the structure
] No wall. No moat. Not even a presentable fence. Helfdane the Fat
: You couldn't keep a cow out of this place. Hyglak the Quarrelsome
: [Observing the inhabitants
] Women and children. Barely a man between fifteen and fifty.