www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Able 2014 (MAN) Alright, that's it. One, two, three. Are you sure you're 18? Why, do I look older? Alberta Scrubb? That's a typographical error. It's supposed to be Albert A Scrubb. Edmund, you're supposed to be helping me with the groceries. (MEN LAUGH) Better luck next time, eh, squirt? Squirt? He barely had two years on me. I'm a king! I've fought wars and I've led armies. Not in this world. Yeah, instead I'm stuck here, doing battle with Eustace Clarence Scrubb. If anyone so deserved a name. What are you doing? Nothing. Come on, then! 'Dear diary, it is now day 253 since my wretched cousins Edmund and Lucy invaded our house.' 'Not sure how much longer I can cope living with them, having to share my things.' 'If only one could treat relatives like one treats insects, all my problems would be solved.' 'I could simply put them in a jar... or pin them to my wall.' (LUCY) I'm home. Hello? 'Note to self, investigate legal ramifications of impaling relatives.' Hello, Uncle Harold. I tried to find some carrots but all they had were turnips again. Shall I start making soup? Aunt Alberta's on her way home. Uncle Harold? Father. Edmund's making faces at you. Why, you little... Father, he's gonna hit me! Edmund, look! It's from Susan. 'I do wish you were here with us.' 'It's been such an adventure, but nothing like our times in Narnia.' 'America is very exciting, except we never see Father. He works so very hard.' 'I was invited...' "..To the British Consul's tea party this week by a naval officer who happens to be very handsome." "I think he fancies me." Hmm. "It seems the Germans have made the crossing difficult right now." "Times are hard." "Mother hopes you both won't mind another few months in Cambridge." Another few months? How will we survive? You're lucky. At least you've got your own room, I'm stuck with mullet mouth. Susan and Peter are the lucky ones. Off on adventures. Yeah, they're the eldest and we're the youngest. We don't matter as much. Do you think I look anything like Susan? Lucy, have you seen this ship before? Yes. It's very Narnian-looking, isn't it? Yeah. Just another reminder that we're here and not there. There once were two orphans who wasted their time believing in Narnian nursery rhymes. Please let me hit him. No! Don't you ever knock? It's my house. I'll do as I please. You're just guests. What's so fascinating about that picture anyway? It's hideous. You won't see it from the other side of the door. Edmund, it looks like the water is actually moving. What rubbish! See? That's what happens when you read all those fanciful novels and fairy tales of yours. There once was a boy called Eustace who read books full of facts that were useless. People who read fairy tales are always the sort that become a hideous burden to people like me, who read books with real information. "Hideous burden"? I haven't seen you lift a finger since we've been here. I have a mind to tell your father you stole Aunt Alberta's sweets. Liar! Oh, really? Edmund, the painting. I found them under your bed, and you know what? I licked every one of them. Ugh! I'm infected with you! What's going on here? Lucy, do you think... It's some kind of trick! Stop it or I'll tell mother. Mother! Mother! I'll just smash the rotten thing. No, Eustace! No! We can't stop it! Get off me! Get off! Let go of it, Eustace! Put it down! Get off it! Let go! (SCREAMS) (GASPS FOR AIR) Edmund! Edmund! What's happening? Where are we? Eustace, swim! What's going on?! Eustace, come on! Come on, move! Keep swimming! It's alright. I've got you. Caspian! Lucy. Edmund, it's Caspian! It's alright, boys. You're safe now. Are we in Narnia? Yes, you're in Narnia. I don't want to go! I want to go back to England! I'm going back to England! Hold on. That was thrilling! How in the world did you end up here? I have no idea. < Caspian! Edmund. It's great to see you. Great to see you. Didn't you call for us? No. Not this time. Well, whatever the case, I'm just glad to be here. (EUSTACE SCREAMING) Get that thing off me! Get that thing off me! Reepicheep! Oh. Your Majesties. Hello, Reep. What a pleasure. The pleasure is all mine, sir. But first, what to do about this hysterical interloper? (COUGHS) That giant rat thing just tried to claw my face off! I was merely trying to expel the water from your lungs, sir. It talked. Did you see? Did anyone hear that? It just talked! He always talks. It's getting him to shut up that's the trick. The moment there is nothing to be said, Your Highness, I promise you, I will not say it. I don't know what kind of prank this is, but I want to wake up right now! Perhaps we could throw him back? Edmund! I demand to know just where in the blazes am I? You're on the Dawn Treader the finest ship in Narnia's navy. (LAUGHTER) Was it something I said? See to him, will you? Your Majesty. Men... ..behold our castaways, Edmund the Just and Lucy the Valliant, high King and Queen of Narnia. Aslan. Look, Susan's bow and arrows. Lucy. My healing cordial. And dagger. Oh, may I? Of course, they're yours. Peter's sword. Yes. I looked after it as promised. Here, hold it if you wish. No, no, it's yours. Peter gave it to you. I did save this for you though. Thanks. Since you left, the Giants of the North surrendered unconditionally. Then we defeated the Calormen armies at the Great Desert. There's peace across all of Narnia. Peace? In just three years. And have you found yourself a queen in those three years? No. Not one to compare with your sister. Hang on. If there are no wars to fight and no-one is in trouble, then why are we here? It's a good question. I've been asking myself the same thing. So where are we sailing to? Before I took back the throne from my uncle, he tried to kill my father's closest friends and most loyal supporters. The seven lords of Telmar. They fled to the Lone Islands. No-one's heard from them since. So you think something's happened to them? Well, if it has, it's my duty to find out. Well, what's east of the Lone Islands? Uncharted waters. Things you can barely imagine. Tales of sea serpents and worse. Sea serpents? Alright, Captain that's enough of your tall tales. (REEPICHEEP) # Where sky and water meet # Where the waves grow ever sweet # Doubt not, you Reepicheep # To find all that you seek # There is the Utter East, doubt not... That's pretty. Oh! Thank you. A dryad sung it to me when I was just a mouseling. I can't divine the meaning, but I've never forgotten the words. What do you think is past the Lone Islands, Reep? Well, I've been told the furthest east one can sail is to the end of the world. Aslan's country. Do you really believe there's such a place? Well, we have nothing if not belief. Do you think you could actually sail there? Well, there is only one way of finding that out. I can only hope I will one day earn the right to see it. (CHUCKLES) Your Majesty. (JAUNTY MUSIC / CHEERING) (APPLAUSE / CHEERING) You've grown stronger, my friend. Seems I have. Alright, back to work. Edmund, do you think if we keep sailing to the end of the world, Edmund, do you think if we keep sailing to the end of the world, we'll just... tip off the edge? Don't worry, Lu, we're a long way from there. I see you're still talking nonsense, the two of you. Are you feeling better? Yes, no thanks to you. It's lucky I have an iron constitution. As effervescent as ever, I see. Find your sea legs? Never lost them. Simply dealing with the shock of things. Mother says I have an acute disposition, due to my intelligence. I don't think he has a cute anything. I'll have you know, as soon as we find civilization I'm contacting the British Consul. Have you all arrested for kidnapping. Kidnapping, is it? That's funny. I thought we saved your life. You held me against my will! Ha! Did I? In, what I must say, are the most unhygienic quarters. It's like a zoo down there! He's quite the complainer, isn't he? He's just warming up. Land ho! The Lone Islands. The port of Narrowhaven. Strange, not a Narnian flag in sight. But the Lone Islands have always been Narnia's. Seems suspicious. I say we prepare a landing party. Drinian? Forgive me, Your Majesty but the chain of command starts with King Caspian on this ship. Right. We'll use longboats. Drinian, pick some men and come ashore. Aye. Tavros. Man the longboats, furl the sail and prepare to drop anchor. (MEN SHOUTING) Onward! The thrill of the unknown lies ahead. Couldn't this have waited till the morning? There is no honour in turning away from adventure, lad. Listen. Where is everyone? Come on, jelly legs. I'm capable of doing it myself. Oof! And you're certain he's related by blood? (LOUD DONG) Reepicheep, stay here with Drinian's men and secure the place. We'll head on. If we don't come back by dawn, send a party. Yes, Your Majesty. Yeah, looks like nobody's in. Do you think we should head back? Do you want to come here and guard... something? Ah, yes. Good idea, cousin. Very, er, logical. I've got it. I've got it. Don't worry. Er, I'm ready to go when you are. Who are all these people? Why have they been crossed out? It looks like some kind of fee. Slave traders. (LOUD DONG / YELLING) Look out! (EUSTACE SCREAMS) Unless you want to hear this one squeal like a girl again, I'd say you should drop your weapons. Like a girl? Now! Put it down. Eustace. Put 'em in irons. Come on. Come 'ere, you. (YELPS) Get your hands off me! Let's take these two to market. Let go! Send those two to the dungeons. Listen to me, you insolent fool! I am your king! You're gonna pay for that. Actually, someone else is going to pay... ..for all of you. (SCREAMING) No! Edmund! Lucy! Edmund! No! Edmund! You alright? Yeah. (MAN'S VOICE) It's hopeless. You'll never get out. Who's there? Nobody. Just a voice in my head. Lord Bern? Perhaps once, but I'm no longer deserving of that title. Is he one of the seven? Your face. You remind me of a king I once loved well. That man was my father. Oh, my lord. Please forgive me. No, please. Please. (PEOPLE SCREAMING) (LITTLE GIRL) Mummy! Please! Mummy! Get back! Mummy! Stay with Daddy! Don't worry! I'll find you! Mummy! (SCREAMING) Where are they taking them? Keep watching. (SKY RUMBLES) (GHOSTLY WHISPERING) (ALL SCREAMING) (CASPIAN) What happened? It's a sacrifice. Where did they go? No-one knows. The mist was first seen in the east. Reports of fishermen and sailors disappearing out at sea. We lords made a pact to find the source of the mist to destroy it. They each set sail... but none came back. You see, if they don't sell you to the slave traders, you're likely to be fed to the mist. We have to find Lucy... before it's too late. I bid 60! I bid 80! 100 for the little lady! 120. 150. Any more bids? (CROWD MUMBLE) Sold! (SCREAMS) Come on, move. Move! And now for this fine specimen, who'll kick off the bidding? Come on now, he may not look like much but, er, he's strong. Yeah, he's strong, alright. Smells like the rear end of a Minotaur. (LAUGHTER) That is an outrageous lie! I won the school hygiene award two years running! (LAUGHTER) Mmm! Come on, someone make a bid! I'll take them off your hands. I'll take them all off your hands! For Narnia! (ALL) Narnia! Guards! Guards! Move yourselves! (YELLS) Thanks, Reep. I knew you'd come. Your Highness. Ha! Get the keys! Keys! Oh, you're a boat in a magical land. Can't you row yourself? Oh, God. I hope that wasn't the British Consul. (CHEERING) Your Majesty. Your Majesty! Hold it! My wife was taken just this morning. Daddy! It's alright, Drinian. I beg you, take me with you. (WOMAN) Gael! I want to come. No, Gael, stay with your aunt. I'm a fine sailor. Been on the seas my whole life. Of course, you must. Thank you. But Daddy! Have I ever not come back? Now be good. My king. My king! This was given to me by your father. I hid it safely in a cave all these years. That's an old Narnian sword. It's from your Golden Age. There are seven such swords, gifts from Aslan to protect Narnia. Your father entrusted them to us. Here, take it. And may it protect you. Thank you, my lord. And we shall find your lost citizens. Edmund. 'Dear diary, there has been an extraordinary turn of events.' 'I've been abducted by my cousins and set adrift in uncharted waters in some ridiculous-looking boat.' 'What's worse is I share quarters with an obnoxious mouse thing.' 'And I thought bunking with my cousin was bad enough.' 'So far, every person I've met in this strange place suffers from the most florid delusions.' 'Chasing green mists and looking for lost lords.' 'I can only assume that this is the result of poor diet.' 'Or they're all just barking mad.' 'Cousin Edmund is no exception. 'He spends every spare second rubbing that tin sword of his like it's some magic lantern. Poor fool clearly needs a hobby.' It's going to be magnificent. Do they come in a smaller size? (CHUCKLES) Peeving marmot. He's even more deluded than my cousin. In England, we have mouse traps for that sort of thing. Speaking of food, you don't know where I could get any, do you? Er, why are you talking to that bird? I just naturally assumed you can... (LAUGHS) He's talking to birds! He's mad as a loon, that one. Yeah! Shoo! Go on, get off! Are you aware that stealing rations is a capital offence at sea? Up here. Oh, you. Men have been keelhauled for less. For what? For treason and sneakiness and general nuisancery. Look, just hand over the orange and we'll let the matter pass. I don't know what you're talking about. Allow me to cl... (GASPS) Look, I've had quite enough of you. Unhand the tail. The great Aslan himself gave me this tail. No-one, repeat, no-one touches the tail. Period. Exclamation mark. Sorry. Now, I will have the orange then I will have satisfaction. P-P-Please, I'm a pacifist. En garde! Ooh! Watch it! Sorry. Trying to run away? We're on a boat, you know. Look, can't we just discuss this? That was for stealing, that was for lying, and THAT was for good measure. Ah-ha-ha! That's the spirit! We have ourselves a duel. Catch! Now, come on. Take your best shot. Is that it? Come on, boy. Focus! Focus! Stop flapping your wings like a drunken pelican! Poise. Keep your blade up. Up, up! That's it. Now... Ha-ha-ha! Yah! Yoo-hoo?! Over here. Now, lunge with your foot. Not your left, your right. Got it? Come on. Be nimble! Be nimble! It's a dance, boy, a dance. Come on now, again. And again. That's right, that's right. That's... Oh, no! And that... is that! (APPLAUSE, GIRL SQUEALS) Look. Gael? What are you doing here? Here. Looks like we have an extra crew member. Welcome aboard. Your Majesty. Call me Lucy. Come on. Come on, look lively. Back to work. Good match. I'll make a swordsman of you yet. Yes, well, if the playing field were a little more even... ..it would've been an entirely different result. (CHUCKLES) Indeed. (CASPIAN) It looks uninhabited. But if the lords followed the mist east, they would have stopped here. Could be a trap. Or it could hold some answers. Caspian? We'll spend the night on shore. Scour the island in the morning. Aye, your Majesty. (EUSTACE SNORES) '(Seems they've brought a pig.)' (SNORES LOUDLY) '(This one, it's female.)' '(So's this one.)' '(This one reads.)' '(Let's take her.)' (VOICES GRUNTING) (VOICE CHUCKLES) 'There is no escape.' 'Well put.' 'Scary.' 'Yeah.' What are you? 'We are terrifying invisible beasts.' 'If you could see us, you would be really intimidated.' 'You forgot to mention that we are very large.' Well, what do you want? 'You.' 'You'll do what we ask.' 'She will.' 'Very clear.' 'Well put.' 'Yeah.' Or what? 'Or death.' 'Death?' 'Death?' 'Death?' (ALL CHANTING) 'Death. Death. Death. Death. Death...' Well, I wouldn't be much use to you dead, now, would I? 'I hadn't thought of that.' 'No, you hadn't.' 'Fair point.' 'Alright, then we'll just kill your friends.' (ALL) Ooh. 'Good idea.' What do you want with me? 'You will enter the house of... The Oppressor.' What house? 'This one.' 'Upstairs, you'll find The Book of Incantations.' 'Recite the spell that makes the unseen seen.' 'Well put, Chief. Well put.' 'Yeah.' 'Yeah.' 'Yeah.' 'Well, go on. We haven't got all day.' 'Remember what will happen to your friends.' 'You've been warned.' 'Yeah.' 'Yeah.' 'Yeah.' 'Right.' 'Right.' 'Yeah.' Why don't you do it yourselves? 'We can't read.' 'Can't write either, as a matter of fact.' 'Or add.' 'Yeah.' Why didn't you just say so? 'Beware The Oppressor. He's very oppressive.' '"What makes the unseen seen," got it?' 'Don't forget.' 'Don't forget that.' 'Yeah.' Ed. Ed, wake up. Hmm? Wake up, look. Where's Lucy? Lucy? Lucy! Everybody up! Get up. Get up, I said! This way! Move, you blackguards. (SNORES) (BLOWS) "With these words your tongue must sew, for all around there to be snow." (ECHOEY VOICES) "An infallible spell to make you she, the beauty you've always wanted to be" Susan, what's going... on? I'm beautiful. No! Wait. "Make me she, whom I'd agree." (ROARING NOISE) 'Lucy!' 'Lucy.' Aslan? Aslan? "A spell to make the unseen seen." "Like the 'P' in psychology, The 'H' in psychiatry." "Invisible ink, and the truth in theology." Caspian, Lucy's dagger. (ALL GASP) 'Stop right there or perish.' "This spell is complete." "Now all is visible." What sort of creatures are you? 'Big ones. with the head of a tiger and the body of a...' 'Different tiger.' '(ALL AGREE)' You don't want to mess with us. Or what? Or I'll claw you to death. (LAUGHTER) And I'll run my tusks right through you. And I'll gnash you with my teeth. And I'll bite you with my fangs. Grrr! You mean, squash us with your fat bellies? Yes. > Fat bellies? Tickle us with your toes? (YELPS) (LAUGHS) What have you done with my sister, you little pip squeak? Now, calm down. Where is she? You better tell him. Go on, Chief, tell him. In the mansion. What mansion? Ohh, that mansion. I'm really getting tired of you all leaving me behi... It's the pig! The pig's come back. This place just gets weirder and weirder. Weird? Him calling us weird? (VARIOUS VOICES) The Oppressor! The Oppressor! The Oppressor! Lucy. Your Majesty. Caspian and Edmund. This is Coriakin. It's his island. That's what he thinks. You have wronged us, magician. I have not wronged you. I made you invisible for your own protection. Protection?! That's oppressive. Oppressor! I have not oppressed you. But you could've, if you'd wanted to. Begone. (ALL PANIC) It's a spell! What was that? Lint. But don't tell them. What were those things? Dufflepuds. Right, of course. Silly me. What did you mean when you said you made them invisible for their own good? It seemed the easiest way to protect them... from the evil. You mean the mist? I mean what lies behind the mist. That's quite beautiful. I mean, for a make-believe map of a make-believe world. There is the source of your troubles. Dark Island. A place where evil lurks. It can take any form. It can make your darkest dreams come true. It seeks to corrupt all goodness, to steal the light from this world. How do we stop it? You must break its spell. That sword you carry, there are six others. Have you seen them? Yes. The six lords, they passed through here? Indeed. To break the spell, you must follow the Blue Star to Ramandu's Island. There, the seven swords must be laid at Aslan's table. Only then can their true magical power be released. But beware, you are all about to be tested. Tested? Until you lay down the seventh sword, evil has the upper hand. It will do everything in its power... to tempt you. Be strong. Don't fall to temptation. To defeat the darkness out there, you must defeat the darkness inside yourself. 'For reasons beyond my comprehension, we've taken the advice of a senile old coot who doesn't possess a razor and dawdles around in a dressing gown.' 'So we're back in this tub and lost in a tempest. Brilliant(!)' Hold! Three spokes to starboard. Aye aye, sir. More pails here. Pass it down! (ALL) Heave! 'Fourteen days of being tossed like a pancake and not the slightest sign of land.' The only consolation is everyone is finally as miserable as I am.' 'Except for that show-off talking rat.' 'He's one of those annoying "glass is always half full" types.' So, we're stuck here. At half rations, with food and water for two more weeks, maximum. This is your last chance to turn back, Your Majesties. There's no guarantee we'll spot the Blue Star anytime soon. Not in this storm. Needle in a haystack, trying to find this Ramandu place. We could sail right past it and off the edge of the world. Or get eaten by a sea serpent. I'm just saying the men are getting nervous. These are strange seas we're sailing, the likes of which I've never seen before. Then perhaps, Captain, you would like to be the one to explain to Mr Rhince that we're abandoning the search for his family. I'll get back to it. Just a word of warning... The sea can play nasty tricks on the crew's mind. Very nasty. "Transform my reflection, cast into perfection Lashes, lips and complexion." "Make me she, whom I'd agree holds more beauty over me." (LIVELY JAZZ MUSIC) Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Pevensie. She's quite a looker. Swell. Edmund! You look beautiful, sister. As always. Peter! Excuse me, miss, can I get a photo? Mother's going to love this. All her children in one picture. Smile. Hang on, where am I? I mean, where's Lucy? Lucy? Who's Lucy? Susan, what's wrong? Come on now, miss. Nice big smile. Edmund, I'm not sure about all this. I think I want to go back. Go back where? To Narnia. What on Earth is Narnia? What's going on? Stop this! Lucy. Aslan? What have you done, child? I don't know. That was awful. But you chose it, Lucy. I didn't mean to choose all of that. I just wanted to be beautiful like Susan. That's all. You wished yourself away, and with it much more. Your brothers and sister wouldn't know Narnia without you, Lucy. You discovered it first, remember? I'm so sorry. You doubt your value. Don't run from who you are. (THUNDER CLAPS) Aslan! (ROARS) (GHOSTLY WHISPERING) Father. Father... 'Edmund. Edmund.' Come with me. Join me. (LUCY) (Edmund!) Oh, Lucy. (THUNDER CLAPS) I can't sleep. Let me guess. Bad dreams. So either we're all going mad... or something is playing with our minds. I doubt the lords stopped here, my liege. There's no sign of anything living. Right. Well, once we get ashore, take your men and search for food and water. The three of us will look for clues. Hang on, you mean the four of us. Come on, please don't send me back to the rat. I heard that. Big ears. I heard that too. (CHUCKLING) Go on, unload it all. Look, we're not the first ones on this island. The lords? Could be. What do you think could be down there? Let's find out. What's that? I don't know. Looks like some sort of gold statue. (YELPS) He must have fallen in. Poor man. You mean, "poor lord." The crest of Lord Restimar. And his sword. We need it. (FAINT GHOSTLY WHISPERING) Be careful. Your sword hasn't turned to gold. Both the swords are magical. Here. He mustn't have known what hit him. Maybe. Or maybe he was on to something. What are you talking about? What are you staring at? Whoever has access to this pool... ..could be the most powerful person in the world. Lucy, we'd be so rich. No-one could tell us what to do or who to live with. You can't take anything out of Narnia, Edmund. Says who? I do. I'm not your subject. You've been waiting for this, haven't you? To challenge me? You doubt my leadership? You doubt yourself. You're a child! And you're a spineless sap! Edmund. I'm tired of playing second fiddle. First it was Peter and now it's you! You know I'm braver than both of you. Why do you get Peter's sword? I deserve a kingdom of my own. I deserve to rule! If you think you're so brave, prove it! (YELLS) No! Stop it! Both of you! Look at yourselves. Can't you see what's happening? This place has tempted you. It's bewitching you. This is exactly what Coriakin was talking about. Let's just get out of here. (GHOSTLY WHISPERING) ENGINE RUMBLES, REVS ENGINE REVS INDISTINCT CHATTER TENSE MUSIC HEARTBEAT THUDS ENGINE REVS GEARS CRANK, ENGINE REVS, TYRES PEAL Whoo! ENGINE ROARS, TYRES PEAL Yo! TYRES SQUEAL Whoo-hoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo! I feel like I'm in a game. BOTH: Whoo! EXCITING MUSIC LAUGHTER, TYRES SQUEAL Far out! BOTH LAUGH This is insane! POWERFUL MUSIC Oh, yes, follow the imaginary Blue Star to the island of Ramandoodoo. Lay the seven steak knives at the table of a talking lion. Ninnies! What is that? I must be dead. (YELPS) You're definitely dead. Won't be needing that then, will you? (SHORT BURST OF GHOSTLY WHISPERING) 'Finally, a favourable turn of events.' (GHOSTLY WHISPERING / MURMURING) What food did you find? It's volcanic, Your Majesty. Not much grows. Where's Eustace? I believe he's out not helping us load the boats. Eustace! Eustace! Edmund, I've got a bad feeling. I'll go find him. I'll come with you. Eustace! Eustace! Treasure. Trouble. Eustace. No! Oh, cousin. I'm sorry. He was just a boy. I never should have left him. What could have happened to him? In this place? Anything. And he wasn't the first. It's Lord Octesian. We should find his... sword. (LOUD RUMBLING / GROWLING) What was that? (RUMBLING) Is it the volcano? Oh, no. That's no volcano. > All hands on deck there! > (GROWLING) Archers, arm yourselves! (URGENT CHATTER) Take one and pass them on. Take your positions and wait for my command! (DRAGON GROWLS) (LUCY) What's it doing? Fire! Fire! It'll break the mast. Right! Hold your positions! Fire! Fire! Taaaaaake that! Edmund! Ed! Edmund! Lucy! You have got to be joking. He must have been tempted by the treasure. Anyone knows a dragon's treasure is enchanted. Well, anyone from here. (SNARLS) Is there any way to change him back? Not that I know of. Aunt Alberta will not be pleased. Sorry about the hand, old boy. I can be a little overzealous at times. The boats are ready, Sire. We can't leave him alone. We can't bring him on board, Your Majesty. Drinian, you and the others take one boat back. The rest of us will stay here till morning and work out what to do. But you've no provisions, and no means of staying warm, Your Majesty. Er, you were saying? (ALL CHUCKLE) I've never seen these constellations before. Me neither. We're a long way from home. When I was a boy I used to imagine sailing to the end of the world, finding my father there. Maybe you will. I miss my mummy. I miss mine too. Don't worry, you'll see her again. How do you know? You just have to have faith about these things. Aslan will help us. But Aslan couldn't stop her from being taken. We'll find her. I promise. Somehow. Trouble sleeping? Now, now. All is not as lost as it seems. I'll stay up with you if you wish, keep you company. I'll wager you didn't even believe in dragons this morning. (CHUCKLES) Yes. You know, extraordinary things only happen to extraordinary people. Maybe it's a sign... ..that you've got an extraordinary destiny. Something... greater than you could have imagined. I could tell you one or two of my adventures if you like, just to pass the time. Believe it or not, you're not the first dragon I've encountered. Many years ago, too many than I care to mention, I was with a band of pirates. I met another dragon, much fiercer than you... < (EUSTACE SNORES) (EXCLAIMS) Lucy! Lucy, wake up! Look! The Blue Star! Everybody! What? What is it? Everybody, wake up! It's the Blue Star! Come on, old boy, wake up. Pull! Mind your strokes there, lads. Pull! The wind has left us. So how do we get to Ramandu's Island now then? My guess is something doesn't want us to get there. Pull! All together. If I get any hungrier, I'm gonna eat that dragon! Don't worry, Eustace, they'll have to deal with me first. (YELPS) Careful! If we don't find land by tonight, they may well eat that dra... What did we hit? Eustace, that's brilliant. Onward, ho! (CHEERING) We can't be sure the other lords even made it to Ramandu's Island. You got us there! What did I tell you, Eustace? Extraordinary! (LAUGHS) Extraordinary! Mmm. Food. Wait. Huh? Lord Revilian. Lord Mavramorn. Lord Argoz. (LUCY GASPS) He's breathing. So are they. They're under a spell. It's the food! Huh? Hey. It's the stone knife. This is Aslan's table. Their swords. On the table. That's six. Still missing one. Look! Travellers of Narnia, welcome. Arise. Are you not hungry? Who are you? I'm Liliandil, daughter of Ramandu. I am your guide. You're a star? You are most beautiful. If it is a distraction for you, I can change form. (BOTH) No! Please. The food is for you. There is enough for all who are welcome at Aslan's table. Always. Help yourselves. Wait. What happened to them? These poor men were half mad by the time they reached our shores. They were threatening violence upon each other. Violence is forbidden at the table of Aslan. So they were sent to sleep. Will they ever wake? When all is put right. Come, there is little time. The magician, Coriakin, told you of Dark Island? Yes. Before long, the evil will be unstoppable. Coriakin said to break its spell, we lay the seven swords at Aslan's table. He speaks the truth. But we only found six. Do you know where the seventh is? In there. You will need great courage. Now, waste no time. I hope we meet again. Goodbye. So, what do you think is in there? Our worst nightmares. Our darkest wishes. Pure evil. Tavros, unlock the armoury. My lord. Archers, prepare yourselves. Aye, Captain. Light the lanterns. Let's get ready. When I grow up, I want to be just like you. When you grow up... ..you should be just like you. In case we don't get through whatever this is, I want you to know I think of you as my brother, Ed. Me too. You gave up your sword. It wasn't mine to keep. Use this. But it's... Peter would want you to have it. There it is, my friend. Our battle awaits. Eustace, no! Halt! Eustace, stop! Stop! I will not accept surrender. A noble warrior does not run from fear. Look at me! Look at me when I'm talking to you! I am a mouse. You, you're a dragon. You've got skin like chain mail, you breathe fire. Come on, let's meet our destiny. No matter what happens here, every soul who stands before me has earned their place on the crew of the Dawn Treader. Together we have travelled far. Together we have faced adversity. Together we can do it again. So now is not the time to fall to fear's temptations. Be strong. Never give in. Our world, our Narnian lives, depend on it. Think of the lost souls we're here to save. Think of Aslan. Think of Narnia. For Narnia! (ALL) For Narnia! For Narnia! (CHEERING / SHOUTING) (GHOSTLY WHISPERING) Helaine. I can't see a thing. This fog's too thick. 'You are a great disappointment to me.' You call yourself my son, then act like a king. Edmund, come with me. Be my king. I'll let you rule. Go away. You're dead. You can never kill me. I'll always be alive in your mind, silly boy. No! Edmund? Are you alright? Yeah. (DISTANT WAILING) (WAILING VOICE) Keep away! Keep away! Who's there? We do not fear you! Nor I you. Keep away! We will not leave. You will not defeat me. Caspian. Caspian, his sword. Lord Rhoop! You do not own me! Stand down. Let's get him on board, quickly. Help him up. Ready, sir. (YELLS) Be calm, my lord. Off me, demon! No, my lord. We are not here to hurt you. I am your king, Caspian. Caspian? My lord? You should not have come. There's no way out of here. Quickly, turn this ship about, before it's too late. We have the sword. Let's go! Let's turn her about, Drinian. Aye aye, Your Majesty. Do not think! Do not let it know your fears or it will become them. Oh, no. Edmund, what did you just think of? Oh, I'm sorry. (SCREAMS) Look! What is that? It's too late. It's too late! It's gone under the boat! Gael! (GAEL SHRIEKS) Come here! Run! Don't let me down. No fear. No retreat. For Narnia! Take that... ..and that! Eustace, hang on! Out, creature! No! The sword! The sword! Eustace! No! Come back! We're all doomed! Doomed! Turn this ship about! Stop him! Someone stop him! Now, crew, to your rowing positions. Oars at double speed! 'Aslan, please help us.' Pull! Pull! ENGINE RUMBLES, REVS ENGINE REVS INDISTINCT CHATTER TENSE MUSIC HEARTBEAT THUDS ENGINE REVS GEARS CRANK, ENGINE REVS, TYRES PEAL Whoo! ENGINE ROARS, TYRES PEAL Yo! TYRES SQUEAL Whoo-hoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo! I feel like I'm in a game. BOTH: Whoo! EXCITING MUSIC LAUGHTER, TYRES SQUEAL Far out! BOTH LAUGH This is insane! POWERFUL MUSIC Pull! Put your back into it! Pull! Gael, come on! This way! (GAEL SHRIEKS) Now, you must stay here until someone comes and gets you. OK? Ed! Ed. We'll ram the serpent. Smash him on the rocks. Steer her to port. I'll keep it on the prow. Look out! Pull! Come on! Pull! Try and kill me! Come on! Come on, I'm here! No! Edmund! Archers, ready yourselves. I'm still here! Brace yourselves! (GRUNTS) (ROARS) Move! We can beat this. We have to get it closer. All hands to the main deck. Ready the harpoons. I want everybody up here! Ready?! Now! Pull its head down! (SWORDS CLINKING) Heave! Edmund? What are you trying to prove, Edmund? That you're a man? (IN SLOW MOTION) Edmund! Do it! I can make you that. I can make you my king. Just take my hand. Just give in. < Do it! Come on! No...! The spell, it's lifting. Edmund! Caspian! Look! Narnians! Narnians! (CHEERING / APPLAUSE) Mummy! Helaine! Rhince! Gael! Mummy! Mummy. Let's have them on board! Clear the decks. We did it. I knew we would. It wasn't just us, though. You mean... Hey! Hey, I'm down here, Lucy. Over here! Hey, Lucy. I'm in the water. Lucy! Eustace! I'm a boy again. I'm a boy! Eustace! I see your wings have been clipped. Ha-ha! # Where sky and water meet # Where the waves grow ever sweet... It is sweet. It's sweet! Look! Look! Aslan's country. We must be close. Well, we've come this far. So what was it like when Aslan changed you back? No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't do it myself. Then he came towards me. It sort of hurt, but it was a good pain. You know, like when you pull a thorn from your foot. Being a dragon wasn't all bad. I mean, I think I was a better dragon than I was a boy, really. I'm so sorry for being such a sop. It's OK, Eustace. You were a pretty good dragon. My friends, we have arrived. Aslan. Welcome, children. You have done well. Very well indeed. You have come far, and now your journey is at its end. Is this your country? No, my country lies beyond. Is my father in your country? You can only find that out for yourself, my son. But you should know that if you continue, there is no return. You're not going? I can't imagine my father would be very proud that I gave up what he died for. I spent too long wanting what was taken from me and not what was given. I was given a kingdom... people. I promise to be a better king. You already are. Children? I think perhaps it's time we went home, actually, Lu. But I thought you loved it here. I do. But I love home, and our family as well. They need us. (REEPICHEEP CLEARS THROAT) Your Eminence, ever since I can remember, I have dreamt of seeing your country. I've had many great adventures in this world but nothing has dampened that yearning. I know I am hardly worthy but with your permission, I would lay down my sword for the joy of seeing your country with my own eyes. My country was made for noble hearts such as yours no matter how small their bearers be. Your Majesty. No-one could be more deserving. Well, I... (EDMUND) It's true. May I? Well, I suppose. Just this... (CHUCKLES) Goodbye, Lucy. Don't cry. I don't understand. Will I not see you again? Ever? What a magnificent puzzle you are, and a true hero. It has been my honour to fight beside such a brave warrior and a great friend. I won't be needing this. This is our last time here, isn't it? Yes. You have grown up, my dear one. Just like Peter and Susan. Will you visit us in our world? I shall be watching you, always. How? In your world, I have another name. You must learn to know me by it. That was the very reason you were brought to Narnia. That by knowing me here for a little you may know me better there. Will we meet again? Mm. Yes, dear one. One day. (ROARS) You're the closest thing I have to family. And that includes you, Eustace. Thank you. Will I come back? Narnia may yet have need of you. > (WOMAN) Eustace? Eustace! What are you doing up there? Jill Pole's dropped in for a visit. 'We spoke often of Narnia in the days that followed.' 'And when my cousins left, after the war ended, 'I missed them with all my heart 'as I know all Narnians will miss them... '..till the end of time.'