The Lion, the Witch & the Wardrobe (1988) s01e03 Episode Script

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The faun Tumnus is under arrest for
harboring spies and fraternizing with humans!
Signed by me, Maugrim
"Captain of the Secret Police.
"Long live the Queen."
I don't think that I'm
going to like this place.
Who is this queen, Lucy?
She's not a queen at
all. She's a horrible witch.
The White Witch.
She made an enchantment
over the whole country of Narnia
so that it's always winter,
yet never Christmas.
I wonder if there's any point in going
on. It's getting colder every minute
and we've nothing to eat.
Why don't we just go home?
But we can't! We
can't just go home.
It's all on my account that the poor
faun has been captured by the Witch.
"Fraternizing with
humans." That human is me.
We have to try and rescue him!
- Fat lot of good we can do.
- Shut up, you!
What do you think, Susan?
I don't want to go a step further,
and I wish we'd never come.
I think Lucy is right. We must
try to do something for Mr
Whatever his name is, the faun.
I agree.
But I'm worried
about having no food.
Why don't we go back and
get something from the larder?
There's no certainty we'll get back
into this country once we're out of it.
I think we have to go on.
- Yes.
- So do I.
Right.
If you're not still too high
and mighty to talk to me!
All right! What is it?
Look, we don't even know
where this faun's imprisoned.
- No
- And another thing.
How do we know he's in the right?
We've been told this queen's a witch
- but we don't know she's in the wrong.
- Yes, but the faun saved Lucy.
Well, he said he did.
How do we know that?
- Peter!
- Peter!
- What is it?
- There's something moving.
- Where?
- There, among the trees.
Where?!
There.
- It's still there.
- What is it?
Whatever it is, it's dodging us. It's
something that doesn't want to be seen.
Let's go home.
- What is it?
- Some kind of animal. Look.
Look, there it is!
It's a beaver, I saw its tail!
It wants us to follow it.
The question is, should we?
- I think it looks a nice beaver.
- Yes. but how do we know?
We just have to risk it.
I mean, it's no good just standing
here and I feel I want some dinner.
Come on, let's give it a
try. Keep close together.
We ought to be a match for one
beaver if it turns out to be an enemy.
Further in. We
must go further in.
We're not safe in the open.
Gather round.
Are you the sons of Adam
and the daughters of Eve?
- Well, we're some of them!
- Shh!
Not so loud, please.
We're not safe even here.
But what are you afraid of?
There's no one here but us.
There are the trees.
They're always listening.
Most of 'em are on our side but
there are those who would betray us
to to her.
You know who I mean.
If it comes to talking about sides,
how do we know you're a friend?
Not wishing to be rude,
Mr. Beaver, but we are strangers.
Oh, er Quite
right, quite right.
Here is my token.
It's my handkerchief. The one I gave
to Mr. Tumnus when he was crying.
That's right. Poor fellow.
He had only a moment before his
arrest, and managed to hand it to me.
If anything happened to him
he said, I was to meet you here
and take you on to
They say Aslan
is on the move.
But Mr. Tumnus! Where is he?!
Hush. Don't talk here.
I must take you where
we can have a proper talk.
What a lovely dam.
Oh, merely a
trifle. Merely a trifle.
Ahh. Here we are.
And it looks as though
Mrs. Beaver is expecting us.
Do you see those two hills?
My house is between those hills.
Edmund, come on!
Mrs. Beaver. I found them.
I found them!
Here are the sons of Adam
and the daughters of Eve.
So you've come at last!
At last!
To think that I should
live to see this day.
The potatoes are boiling
and the kettle's singing.
And I dare say, Mr. Beaver,
you will catch us some fish.
Oh, that I will! And you
can come and help me.
That's it, take your coats off.
Good. Good.
Sit down, sit down.
We'd much rather help you.
Well, then.
You can cut the bread,
you can put the plates
to warm in the oven,
and you can draw some beer
from the barrel for Mr. Beaver.
Got one!
Mr. Beaver, do please
tell us about Mr. Tumnus.
Hm. First things
first. Please, start.
Ohh, I couldn't
eat another thing.
Marmalade roll!
Hee hee!
Now will you eat another thing?
In this weather, we shan't
have any unwelcome visitors.
And if anyone has been trying to follow you,
they won't be able to find any of our tracks.
Now then Mr. Tumnus.
A very, very bad business.
He was taken off
by the Secret Police.
But where's he been taken to?
Well, they were heading
northwards when last seen,
and we all know what that means.
We don't.
I'm afraid it means they
were taking him to her house.
- Her palace!
- But what will they do to him Mr. Beaver?
Can't exactly
say for sure, but
there's not many taken in
there that ever comes out again.
All full of statues,
they say it is.
In the courtyard and up
the stairs and in the hall.
People she has turned to
Turned to stone!
We must do
something to save him.
I've no doubt you'd save
him if you could, dearies,
but you've no chance of getting into
that house and ever coming out alive.
Oh, hang it all, there must
be something we can do!
This faun saved my sister
at his own risk, Mr. Beaver.
We can't just leave him there
to have that done to him.
It's no good, son of Adam. No
good your trying, of all people.
But now that Aslan
is on the move
Who is Aslan?
Who is?
Why don't you know?
He's the king.
He's the lord of the whole wood.
Though he doesn't often
come here, you understand.
Certainly never in my time, but word
has reached us that he has come back.
He is in Narnia at this moment.
He'll settle the
White Queen all right.
It's he, not you, that
will save Mr. Tumnus.
She won't turn him into stone?
No!
Lord love you, son of Adam.
What a simple thing to say!
Turn him into stone?
Why, if she can stand on her
two feet and look him in the face,
it'll be the most she can
do and more than I expect.
No, he'll put all to rights.
As it says in an old
rhyme in these parts.
Wrong will be right
When Aslan comes in sight
At the sound of his roar
Sorrows will be no more
When he bears his teeth
Winter meets its death
And when he shakes his mane
We shall have spring again
Will we see him?
Why, daughter of eve,
that's why I brought you here.
I am to lead you to
where you shall meet him.
Is he Is he a man?
Aslan, a man? Certainly not!
I tell you, he is
king of the wood.
Don't you know who
is the king of beasts?
You mean a lion?
Certainly! The lion.
The great lion.
I shall feel rather
nervous meeting a lion.
That you will, dearies,
and no mistake.
If there's anyone can appear before
Aslan without their knees knocking,
they're either braver
than most or else just silly.
Then isn't he safe?
Safe? Don't you hear
what Mrs. Beaver tells you?
Course he isn't safe!
But he's good.
He's the king.
I want to see him.
Even if I do feel frightened
when it comes to the point.
That's right, son of
Adam, so you shall.
You are to meet him tomorrow,
if you can, at the stone table.
Where's that?
Down the river, a good step
from here. I'll take you to him.
But what about Mr. Tumnus?
The quickest way to help
him is by going to Aslan.
Once he's with us, then
we can begin to do things.
We have heard of Aslan coming here
before - long ago, nobody can say when -
but there's never been
any of your race here before.
But Mr. Beaver,
isn't the witch human?
Ha! She'd like us to believe it.
And it's on that she bases
her claim to be queen.
But she's no daughter of Eve!
There isn't a drop of real
human blood in the witch.
That's why she's always on
the lookout for humans in Narnia.
She's been watching
for you this many a year.
And if she knew
there were four of you,
she'd be more dangerous still.
Four of us? Well, what's
that got to do with it?
- Prophesy.
- Prophesy.
Down at Cair Paravel,
the castle on the sea coast,
there are four thrones.
And it is a saying in
Narnia, time out of mind,
that when two sons of Adam and two
daughters of Eve sit in those four thrones,
then it will be the end,
not only of the
White Witch's reign
but of her life.
And that is why we had to be
so cautious as we came along.
For if she knew
there were four of you,
your lives wouldn't be
worth a shake of my whiskers.
- Oh, where's Edmund?
- He's gone!
- How long's he been missing? Did you notice?
- No.
- His coat's not there.
- Perhaps he's outside!
Edmund! Edmund!
Edmund!
Edmund!
Edmund!
We must be off.
We'd better divide into search
parties and all go in different directions.
- What for?
- Well, to look for Edmund, of course.
There's absolutely no point in looking
for him. We know where he's gone.
Don't you understand? He's
gone to her. To the White Witch!
Edmund has betrayed us!
He can't. He can't
have done that.
Can't he?
- But how would he know the way?
- Yes.
Has he ever been in
this country before?
Has he ever been here alone?
Yes. Yes, he has.
And did he tell you what
he'd done, or who he'd met?
- Well, no, he didn't.
- Then mark my words.
He has already
met the White Witch.
And joined her side, and
been told where she lives.
I didn't like to mention it before,
as he was your brother and all,
but the moment I laid eyes on
that young fellow, I said to myself,
"Treacherous!"
He had the look of one
who has been with the witch.
And eaten her food! You can always
tell them when you've lived long in Narnia.
Something about the eyes.
All the same, he is our brother.
Even if he is such a little beast.
We have to go and look for him.
Oh, you're not thinking of
going to the witch's house?
The only chance you have
of saving yourselves, and him,
is to keep away from her.
But we can't!
Don't you see? She wants
to catch all four of you.
She's thinking of those
four thrones at Cair Paravel.
Once you were all four inside
her house, her job would be done!
And there'd be four new
statues in her collection.
Is that what she'll
do to Edmund?
No.
She'll keep him alive as long
as he's the only one she's got,
to use him as a decoy, as bait
- to catch the rest of you with!
Serves them right if
she makes me a prince.
That'll pay Peter out for
the things he says about me.
But do you really want the White Witch to turn
your brother - and your sisters - into stone?
I didn't say that.
She wouldn't do that.
You know she wants to capture
them. If she doesn't turn them to stone,
what will she do?
I don't know.
I don't suppose she'll be very nice
to them, but it'll serve them right.
All these people that say nasty
things about her are her enemies.
Probably half of it isn't true.
She was jolly nice to me anyway.
Nicer than they are.
Nice to you?
She's a witch!
She's the queen of this country.
And she said I could have as
much Turkish delight as I liked.
She's also going to make a prince, so one
day I'll be king and I'll rule all of this.
So disappear!
The first thing I'll do when I'm King
of Narnia is make some decent roads.
Daylight's almost
gone. Dark soon.
I'm not afraid of the dark.
Aslan.
He's our only chance.
It seems to me, my dears,
that it's very important to know
just when your brother slipped away.
Had we talked about
Aslan before he went?
- I don't remember.
- Yes, we had.
He asked whether the witch
could turn Aslan into stone too.
So he did, by Jove! Just the
sort of thing he would say, too.
And was he still here when I said the
place to meet Aslan was the stone table?
Because if he was, then she'll
simply sledge down in that direction
and get between us and the stone
table and catch us on our way down!
And then we'll be
cut off from Aslan.
No, if I know her, the moment your brother
tells her that we're all here together,
she'll set out to catch
us this very night.
You're right, Mrs. Beaver.
We must get away from here.
There's not a moment to lose.
I don't like the
look of her house.
Well, it's too late
to turn back now.
You wouldn't dare.
Stone cold. That's it, stone.
Yeah, you can't hurt me!
What a stupid thing to do.
It would serve you right if it
came to life and bit your head off.
It's just an old stone wolf.
Ha!
Who's there?
Stand still, stranger,
and tell me who you are.
If you please, sir,
my name's Edmund.
My name is Maugrim,
Chief of the White
Queen's Secret Police.
Why are you here?
I'm a son of Adam.
I met Her Majesty in
the woods the other day,
and I've come to tell her that my
brother and sisters are now in Narnia,
quite close, in the
Beavers' house.
She especially
wanted to see them.
Hm.
I will tell Her Majesty.
You stand still right there and
don't move as you value your life!
You told him.
You betrayed your
own brother and sisters.
Shut up!
Ha!
Come inside.
Come in! Fortunate
favorite of the Queen.
Or perhaps not so fortunate.
I'm here, Your Majesty.
How dare you come alone!
I told you again and again
to bring the others with you!
But I've done my best, Your
Majesty! They're in the little house.
On top of the dam, up the river
from here, with Mr. and Mrs. Beaver.
Good
And Your Majesty, somebody
else has come to Narnia.
Aslan.
Aslan?
Here?
Is this true?
If I find you have lied to me
Please, Your Majesty, I'm
only repeating what they said.
Aslan.
Aslan!
Have our sledge made ready
and use the harness without bells.
No warning.
We'll creep up silently.
And burst upon them!