Little John:
Well Shot! He's eaten his last lamb. Worth a bit too. The Lord'll give us six pennies for his head.
Much:
Six pennies for a wolf's head?
Little John:
Aye, a wolf's head. Ours were worth more.
Robert de Rainault:
And to illustrate my good will, you can have Gisburne for free.
Sir Guy of Gisburne:
My Lord, I...
Robert de Rainault:
Don't argue, Gisburne, you need the exercise. Oh and by the way: no shields for the men. I don't want Owen to know where the soldiers came from.
Herne the Hunter:
Why have you come?
Robert of Huntingdon:
I need your help.
Herne the Hunter:
Why must I give it?
Robert of Huntingdon:
Because I am Herne's son.
Herne the Hunter:
Are you? You told me he was dead. Denied your destiny, deserted those who would have followed you. But Marion is in danger. And so you return.
Robert of Huntingdon:
What must I do?
Herne the Hunter:
The powers of light and darkness will lead you. In the past lies what is to come.
Edward of Wickham:
Good luck to you, Robert of Huntingdon.
Robert of Huntingdon:
That life is over.
Edward of Wickham:
Of Sherwood then.
Robert of Huntingdon:
May Herne protect us.
Sir Guy of Gisburne:
This morning I remembered where I'd seen the animal before. I never forget a horse.
Robert de Rainault:
I'm sure you don't, Gisburne.
Robert de Rainault:
Tell me this: why should Robert of Huntingdon, heir to vast estates and several castles, concern himself with a gang of outlaws?
Sir Guy of Gisburne:
Marion of Leaford.
[
the sheriff chokes on his wine]
Little John:
Lichfield!
Friar Tuck:
Eh?
Little John:
Lichfield.That's where his brother lives.I knew it began with L.
Friar Tuck:
And it'll end in 'ell if I know Scarlet.
Robert of Huntingdon:
You believed in Robin, didn't you?
Little John:
Yes, I did.
Robert of Huntingdon:
Why?
Little John:
Because a fire burned bright in him, and for a while it warmed us all. Now he is gone and the fire went with him. It's all over...
Robert of Huntingdon:
No.
Lord Owen of Clun:
You insolent puppy! I'll cut you into pieces!
Robert of Huntingdon:
How many?
Sir Guy of Gisburne:
Did you dance in Sherwood? What's the matter? Don't you remember, Lady Wolfshead?
The Earl of Huntingdon:
It's no use dwelling on the past. Some things are better forgotten.
Lady Marion:
SOME things, My Lord...
Lady:
So that's Marion of Leaford...
Lady:
She should have been hanged.
Lady:
Why wasn't she?
Lady:
The King pardoned her.
Lady:
Was she grateful?
Lady:
Why else would he pardon her?
Herne the Hunter:
You're Herne's Son. You must lead them.
Robert of Huntingdon:
Herne's Son is dead.
Herne the Hunter:
Robin of Loxley is dead. Herne's Son lives again in you.
Robert of Huntingdon:
No! It is finished.
Herne the Hunter:
You were chosen.
Robert of Huntingdon:
You called and I answered. His followers are safe. It's enough!
Herne the Hunter:
You are The Hooded Man.
Robert of Huntingdon:
Farewell, Herne.
Herne the Hunter:
You will return. You must...
Sir Guy of Gisburne:
I'll track them down. However long it takes. AND the man who rescued them.
Robert de Rainault:
Ah, the Hooded Man... Of course you will, Gisburne. I have enormous faith in your abilities.
Abbot Hugo de Rainault:
Hah!
Robert of Huntingdon:
You believed in Robin, didn't you.
Little John:
Yes, I did.
Robert of Huntingdon:
Why?
Little John:
Because the fire burned bright in him... and for a while it warmed us all.
Robert of Huntingdon:
No, Scarlet. Nothing's forgotten. Nothing's ever forgotten.
Will Scarlet:
[
whirls around to face him] What did you say?
Robert of Huntingdon:
You heard me.
Will Scarlet:
No... no, it wasn't you I heard!
Robert of Huntingdon:
Does it matter?
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