SHEILA
a striking, blonde haired maiden, rushes into frame. She searches the faces of Arthur's warriors and grows concerned. She pushes through a crowd of villagers and calls up to Arthu r
atop his horse.
SHEILA (CONT’D)
M'Lord Arthur! Where is my brother? Did he not ride with you?
ARTHUR
Eye. And fought valiantly. But last night fell in battle to Duke Henry's men.
SHEILA
Her face does not immediately register the grief. She attemp ts
to step forward but stumbles. She steadies herself against t
he stone wall. Her eyes harden as she sees the first of the
shackled prisoners: a semi-conscious Ash. She flushes with
anger and races up to him. She spits and kic ks at him as
he's dragged along.
SHEILA (CONT’D)
Foul thing! A pox on your throat! Thou art a Murderer! A black Murderer!
80 VILLAGE WOMEN 80
restrain her.
SHEILA
cries as the Village Women attempt to soothe her.
VILLAGE WOMAN #1
May you be consoled by their
suffering in the pit.
81 THE PROCESSION, ASH AND THE FOUR OTHER PRISONERS 81
halt. Iron keys rattle. The shackles are unlocked. Ash and th
e prisoners rub their reddened wrists. They are pushed at
swordpoint towards a circular iron grate that sits atop the
ground. This is THE PIT.
82 ASH 82
looks to the jeering villagers that surround the pit, wonderi
ng what they have in store for him.
83 SHEILA 83
stares at him in hatred.
84 THE PRISONER NEXT TO ASH 84
eyes Ash curiously. This is Duke Henry the Red.
DUKE HENRY
You sir, are not one of my vassals. Who are you?
ASH
Who wants to know?
DUKE HENRY
I am Henry the Red. Duke of Shale. Lord of the Northlands and leader of its people.
ASH
You ain't leadin' but two things now, pal. Jack and shit. And Jack left town.
85 A STERN FACED ARTHUR AND HIS FOUR LIEUTENANTS 85
address the doomed men:
ARTHUR
There is an Evil that has awakened in this land. And whilst my people fight for their very souls against it, you, Duke Henry the Red, wage war on us. Your people are no better than the foul corruption that lies in the bowels of that pit! May God have mercy on your souls.
86 TWO OF ARTHUR'S MEN 86
crank a massive wench. Chains tighten and the heavy iron lid
slides back, revealing a dark hole. The Pit.
87 FROM THE BOWELS OF THE IRON GRATED PIT 87
a echoed wailing rises up.
88 ASH, HENRY AND THE OTHER PRISONERS 88
stiffen in fear.
89 AN OLD WOMAN AMONGST THE JEERING CROWD 89
OLD WOMAN
Aye. Into the pit with the bloodthirsty sons of whores! She jams a meat pie into her mouth and cheers excitedly as
CAMERA PANS TO...
90 HENRY'S WARRIOR #1 90
as he's thrown down into the pit. He disappears into the
blackness.
91 CAMERA PANS AND HALTS CLOSE ON ASH 91
watching with disbelief. We hear the warrior's echoed cry of
terror, then a SPLASH as he hits bottom.
92 CLOSE ON THE EDGE OF THE PIT 92
looking down into the blackness we hear:
HENRY'S WARRIOR #1 (O.S.)
I beg of you... by all that's holy!
Lower a rope! Lower... Oh, for the
love of god! no! NO!!!
AIIIIIiiieee!
The sound of ripping and scratching. The SHRIEK of terror is
cut short as... A GEYSER OF BLOOD erupts upward from the pit.
Then silence.
93 ASH 93
is frozen in fear.
TOWER GUARD (O.S.)
There! He's escaping!
ASH'S TERRIFIED GAZE jerks from the pit to...