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[ALL SHOUTING]
WICKE: Roderick...
Isabelle.
Hold fast to the rope!
I've been doing a trick Crawe taught me.
Most considerate. Thank you.
[ABEL GROANS THEN COUGHS]
Just saw she needed help. It wasn't until the Guardians showed up...
... some adventures of your own.
... we'll take the kingdom of Cloister...
FYE: Yeah.
Your Majesty...
... run from me!
... when you're back from selling the horse...
[GRUNTS]
Well, so far you've run toward the light on my porch...
... that leads to the top of Cloister Tower.
And I pray, as do all my men, that your daughter finds her way down.
How mankind likes to immortalize itself.
CRAWE: And that every story your fathers...
GIANT 2: Sweet blood!
Nothing left to fix.
You can't sell those.
Let's cut a few of them down to size, shall we?
[SNIFFING]
It's stuck!
ISABELLE: Elmont. Crawe!
GIANT 4: To Albion!
... to his every command.
[SOLDIERS GRUNTING]
[JACK YELLING]
ARTIST: Your Majesty!
... forgotten the look...
Here comes King Erik...
ARTIST: Majesty! Please be still.
And from there, beyond the reach of men...
[GIANTS CHEERING]
- ... will have to cut them down to size. - I wanna be a Guardian.
No!
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
Come on, man, cut it.
Run!
[YELLS]
... and the Chief Advisor to the King. Unfortunately for you...
- Take this. ELMONT: Got it.
Let's see what all the fuss is.
What was that?
GUARD: Down! BRAHMWELL: Hmm?
Where do you think you're going?
Isabelle, in my chambers, there's a passage...
... and then her neighbors. And in time, we will...
- Put me down! - They brought me...
MAN 5: Be he living, or be he dead...
- They aren't yours to sell. - Horse was. Cart too.
JACK: She hid in here.
The man robbed you!
[GASPS]
WICKE: And by the authority of the Lord High Constable of Cloister...
Thinks it can live forever!
ISABELLE: Whereas I have merely owned it.
Crawe? It's her, yes?
You're not our king.
BRAHMWELL: So that's what this is about?
... out of here!
Fye!
[TRUMPETS]
WOMAN 1: And there was a princess and a golden harp.
Isabelle, run!
ISABELLE'S MOTHER: And peace returned to his kingdom again.
Come on, don't you want to eat? Pull!
Where you go, many more will follow.
Not just beans.
[GRUNTING]
But we never forget...
... until you find your own adventure...
Jack?
When coming home...
... they acquired a taste...
I got this.
... until it has swallowed the sun.
ELMONT: You traitorous bastard!
..... .....
Take them to Prior Puffin and tell him that Brother Abel sent you.
ISABELLE: He must've sent him...
- Roderick. RODERICK: What?
... perilous place.