Previously on "Robin Hood."
Aedric, Wild Aedric, as he was known,
was a Saxon thane.
That stone is from a sacred place.
It's a great cave in the heart of the forest.
Will you take me there?
Godda will lead you.
Priscilla is bright,
more capable than most men I know.
After Aronne's funeral,
I wish you to take her to the convent.
A man shouldn't have to grieve alone.
I could stay with you tonight.
- How dare you. - For your own good!
For your protection.
Now... I turn my back on you, Father.
Drop the knife!
- Drop it! - Get him!
Isabel.
Henry showed his pecker to her.
We are out here because of you.
We're often put in circumstances
not of our choosing.
That doesn't mean we don't have power
over the men who put us there.
A supply wagon to the Abbey.
They'll have food.
Stop!
-What's your name? - Friar Tuck.
We are but 15 men. We need more to find them.
Well, bring men from the garrisons at Warick.
- Leicester. - They'll want coin for that.
Half will come from Nottingham's coffers.
The other half, from the Abbey.
Hold there.
You're Locksley, I know you.
If you want to hurt the Normans, you steal their money.
The whole Church-- you disgrace us all!
Enough!
They stole the reward money.
All of it.
A heinous devil
by the name
of Robin Hood.
How much is it?
More than you'd know what to do with.
Rubbish, I know what to do with it.
Spragart's Ale House.
Best tavern in Nottingham.
No... we bury it.
Bury it?
We can't carry it all.
And we can't be found with it on us.
I want my share.
There, satisfied?
More than you've held in your hand ever.
It's a start.
Tuck, stay with Henry.
Those are soldiers from Leicester.
A whole damn army.
They're after us.
I bid you welcome, Lord Warick.
A hard ride, but we came as soon as we heard.
The Earl of Leicester is already here.
Is he?
Coward.
Warick, finally.
- Are you well? - Well enough, Leicester.
- Where are your men? - On their way.
I came ahead so that I could hear the news without delay.
You came ahead to make a deal.
Always one to agree to a penny before another.
We sit at the same table, Warick.
Gentlemen, as you know, the Bishop of Hereford
was attacked, robbed,
and his men murdered at Stafford's Mill.
How is the poor fellow?
He's upstairs, under guard.
- He'll speak to no one. - And the men who attacked him?
Saxon criminals, according to the Bishop.
And does Locksley run with them?
I'm not certain.
And the reward, Sheriff?
- Half from me now. - And the other half?
It will be paid.
Stafford's Mill. I know those woods.
I'll take my men there at first light,
and we'll search on foot.
I have men at Oxley Bridge, and they've not been spotted.
Which means they can't have moved
more than a few miles from the mill.
Warick, you will ride the river,
and move west.
Leicester, from the Mill.
And we'll trap them at the Bridge.
Your Eminence. It's Priscilla.
How did you get in here?
My father built many secrets in this castle.
I know them all.
- You lied to me. - Did I?
I thought that was Huntingdon.
Your father entrusted me to ferry you to the convent.
I still have to take account with him for that.
I will tell my father the truth,
that you had nothing to do with it.
Hm.
And will you tell him about Huntingdon's role?
Lord knows what you did to turn him to your cause.
I did nothing other than borrow a horse
from a foolish man.
What happened in the forest?
What did you see?
I saw outlaws.
Heinous fiends that I hope never to see again.
One in a hood.
The devil himself.
I saw him in my dreams.
A terrible fire.
The end of our dominion.
You see...
in your dreams, do you?
Then the question is, through whose eyes?
I was there when he lost his son.
Wretched business.
We'll put an end to it shortly
and give Huntingdon the justice he deserves.
Where are we gonna go?
There are too many.
These woods will soon be crawling with soldiers.
To the west, where the forest rises.
It's the most wild and untrod there.
A man can hide and never be found.
- How far away is it? - A good day and a half.
Or with Henry... two.
- We'll carry him. -No.
We're not going together.
The soldiers are looking for a gang.
All together, we stand out.
Split up?
- No. - Yes.
Why would we break apart when we've only just
- come together? - Ralph, if we don't,
- we will all die. - I agree.
- It's our best chance. - No!
Where'd your fight go, Rob?
You were the one who wanted this.
And I was wrong!
Look, this was a mistake, it's over.
Too many have already died, and for what?
This is Saxon land, when do we fight for it?
Saxons already did fight for it,
and we lost.
We bury the money by this oak,
and we go our own way.
It's the only way we'll survive.
I don't want any more blood on my hands.
Certainly not any of yours.
We'll never see each other again.
That's the point.
This should be enough for a new life.
Take it and live well.
Godda be with you.
I don't need Godda's scrawny ass
or anyone else's.
All I need is a drink.
Ralph...
take care.
And where will you go, Rob?
There's a place in the forest my father told me of.
I want to see it.
Lord protect you.
You sent for me, My Lord?
I ride with Warick and Leicester
to catch these heathens.
You will stay here... for now.
What more important business
would you have me attend, My Lord?
My daughter's valet.
Should I make it look like an accident?
It doesn't matter.
I'm sorry.
Please speak with your father.
He'll listen to you.
No, he won't.
You raised a knife against him, Milange,
what were you thinking?
He was going to hurt you.
He wouldn't've hurt me.
I thought you understood that,
the love between a father and a daughter.
You must leave Nottingham.
- And go where? - I don't know.
But you'll never be safe here.
I bid you well.
I will miss you.
Milange?
I hope one day you find a family of your own.
Father?
Is it true that Lord Warick and the Earl of Leicester
have arrived with men? A hundred strong?
Yes.
Will you and I join the hunt?
No, I've spoken to Warick and Leicester.
If they find Locksley, they'll bring him to me.
You and I will make this right.
An eye for an eye, Aleppo.
We'll take Locksley's.
One at a time.
Hyah!
Warick, that way.
Leicester, I'll see you at the far side of Sherwood.
Friary of St. Edwards that way.
It's a shame, really.
For a moment there, we almost felt like a family.
Hm.
Perhaps it's God's will.
If anything goes wrong,
meet where the money's buried.
Goodbye, monk.
- What is it? - Your Highness, we have
received word that soldiers are amassing in Nottingham.
- Why? - There is an outlaw
who has stolen taxes from the Bishop of Hereford
and killed his guards.
Well, he must be caught and hung.
Yes, the Sheriff has called on Earl Leicester
and Lord Warick's soldiers to find him.
Two hundred men, I'm told.
Two hundred. To catch an outlaw?
What is the Sheriff up to?
That is hard to say.
Send the Marshal to me.
There is another matter.
- Yes. - It concerns
Marian of Huntingdon.
Where's your servant Milange?
I haven't seen him.
Search as you wish, Captain.
I am not the Captain.
We can work on that.
I don't share Lefors' weaknesses, Miss.
Then clearly...
you've never been offered proper temptation.
He's not here.
Dismount!
Eyes wide!
Drive the bastards to Oxley Bridge.
Kill them there.
That way, spread out!
We have received word from Nottingham.
It seems your brother Aronne is dead.
Aronne died?
- How? - Pursuing an outlaw.
Not far from your home.
An outlaw?
What outlaw?
We don't know.
I am so sorry for your loss, Marian.
Go, Marian.
Have the rest of the day to yourself.
Going far, pilgrim?
The Friary of St. Edward.
Pilgrimage when it's certain to storm?
We can offer you a ride if you don't mind the company.
Thank you.
Angels.
A blessing for each one, of course.
You asked for me, Your Highness?
Warick and Leicester are gathering troops
without informing us.
Two hundred to Nottingham.
For what reason?
To catch a common thief.
I thought Warick and Leicester were loyal.
Especially Leicester.
Is there reason to believe that's changed?
Hundreds of men? To catch an outlaw?
Don't you find that a bit suspicious?
Perhaps the Sheriff wants to solve the matter on his own,
before it comes to the King's attention.
I don't like it.
The Barons of England,
they're not dependable, Marshal.
They're fickle.
Like the wretched weather in this country.
And I worry...
will they support Richard when he ascends the throne?
Your son will have the support of most Barons.
Bar a few.
The Sheriff of Nottingham.
He is Henry's cousin.
So he will support Prince John, if that is the King's wish.
We know what Henry's wish is.
John as king...
what a calamity.
The ascension of either prince appears
far from imminent, I'm afraid.
The King's mistress reports that he remains in good health.
Well then, she's not doing enough.
How often does she see my husband?
Once a week, I believe.
Well, clearly that's not sufficient.
Tell her to put her back into it.
The longer he lives, the more uncertain
my position becomes.
I want you in Nottingham. I want you to see
with your own eyes what's happening.
I'll prepare a carriage and leave immediately.
Ride, it'll be quicker.
You like to ride, I'm informed.
I do, Your Majesty.
I heard you received news from Nottingham.
Is nothing secret here?
It's the palace.
Of course not.
One of my brothers has died.
- Killed by an outlaw. - I'm sorry.
I wish I'd never left home.
My time with Aronne has been stolen from me.
He had no choice in the matter.
I know.
Father's command.
And the Queen wanted you.
As she inferred.
Why, I don't know.
Because of your father's closeness to the Sheriff
and your friendship with Priscilla.
Priscilla? What does that matter?
Look here.
You're Scotland. I'm London.
Between us is Middle England.
That's York. It guards the Scottish border
and the northern shore.
Leeds and Chester.
Strongholds of the north.
Warick, Leicester, and Coventry.
They guard the south and the borders of London.
- Nottingham. - Yes.
Nottingham is the stronghold of the midlands.
It connects lower England to the north,
and the Sheriff's allegiances stabilize
or destabilize... the entire country.
King Henry has always known this.
That's why he ensured his cousin was
the Sheriff of Nottingham, and the Sheriff
will never support Eleanor
if she makes another attempt on the throne.
So, what Eleanor needs in Nottingham
- is an ally. - Or, even better...
a spy.
How do you know all of this?
I'm a good student.
I pay attention, and I listen carefully.
I'd advise you to do the same.
Alone with none but thee, my God,
I journey on my way.
What need I fear when Thou art near,
oh King of night and day?
But when that other king draws near, oh Lord,
release me from his grip,
for what he seeks is wrong and evil...
my Lord, I seek only what is right
for my son Richard.
Leave not England in Henry's evil hands,
lest it turn into a shadow for its savior.
We marched all the way from the Mill.
Nothing?
They're using the forest, cunning bastards.
Keep looking. All of you! Keep looking!
Come on!
Now, I know I owe you two a drink.
You pop in later,
filled to the brim all round. Another cup?
They don't charge him.
Stupid fool.
Best meat you have, and better ale.
You got coin for that?
Have myself a sit.
That was the Sheriff,
hunting them outlaws, I bet.
We'll need to stop for the night.
To Nottingham.
One day, when you're ready...
Godda will lead you.
That stone, it's from a sacred place.
The heart of the forest.
Mother...
Oh...
Did you come here to die?
I-- I won't hurt you.
I only want shelter, too.
You share the cavern, I'll share my food.
There.
No one should die hungry.
Good.
We have an accord.
Father... would you bless the food?
Of course.
Bless us, oh, Lord, and these, Thy gifts,
which we are about to receive.
There is no greater gift on God's Earth than family.
The bond of a mother's love.
Of kinship between siblings.
Of a father's protection.
Nothing is as powerful as such love.
Familial love keeps us safe.
It will be tested.
Softly, then fiercely.
But it remains.
Whether we're alone...
lost...
or searching for our path.
Nothing binds us so powerfully,
and we are blessed... to ever have it.
Amen.
As I said...
Godda would lead you here.
Father.
The ancients called this cave a womb.
It's not where old wolves come to die.
It's not a tomb. It is a place of rebirth.
You have much to do.
What are you talking about?
What you will become.
What lies ahead for you.
Who you are.
I wish I knew.
I only ever wanted to be like you.
- A forester. - You are so much more.
More than I could ever be.
What would you have me become?
A killer?
- A criminal? - You will become
what the Normans deserve.
A man who will strike fear into their hearts.
A son you would be ashamed of.
No.
A son who will make me proud.
Listen to your bow.
It will tell you its reach.
And listen to your heart.
It will tell you what is right.
I remember everything you taught me.
More than anything, remember,
no man can escape his purpose, Robert.
Go back to them.
They'll be waiting for you at the oak.
Search the place!
Look over there.
Oh, what do we have here?
You boys have been fighting.
Bring them!
- Let go of me! - Please, please, stop!
Let go of me!
You hid them! Criminals the Sheriff sought!
No, we didn't! We did nothing of the sort!
- Burn the fields! -No!
No, please, no-no-no...
They don't appear to be vicious devils.
They were part of it.
If nothing more.
Hm.
Who sealed your wound?
- Answer His Lordship. - A monk.
Why would a monk help you?
And we found this.
Where did you get this?
Where did you get this?!
Take them to the dungeon.
Pain has a way of loosening all lips.
Isabel? What happened?
They took the Millers.
- What? - My husband betrayed them.
Why?
The reward.
Soldiers came in, looking for the outlaws.
They said the Millers were joined up with them.
My husband...
he told on them...
brought the soldiers here.
What am I going to do?
Dig, dig.
I got one.
I got one!
Why didn't you signal? We could've killed you.
Think I died already.
I almost ran myself to death.
What are you doing back here?
He told me to come back.
He? Who?
Christ almighty.
How'd he do that then?
A sign.
He's not shy, is he,
telling you what he wants and all.
Warning me, more like.
What caused you two to come back this way?
Misunderstanding.
Got into a little trouble in the tavern.
Lost our coin.
Oh.
Well...
perhaps it is providence
that none of us had any else place to go.
Eh, probably. Whatever that is.
Look at that.
Proper resurrection.
Did Jesus send you back, too?
- What? - Nothing.
Who's this, Mary Magdalene?
Isabel, from the Millers' village.
- They've been taken. - What do you mean, taken?
- To be hung. - We must save them.
Save 'em? Not likely.
Besides, I thought we was all done.
If you don't want to help, I'll do it alone.
No, that would be suicide.
We'll do it together.
Ah, come on, you know what happens to heroes,
they bleed out in the mud, while the world moves on
- without them-- - We're going.
We can't just walk in to Nottingham.
There'll be soldiers everywhere.
They'll be blessed before they're hung.
By monks from the Friary of St. Edward.
They always bless the damned.
- So? - So, I have an idea.
You may not believe me, but I don't wish to hurt you.
I have nothing to hide.
Good.
What is your name?
My name is Ralph Miller.
Ralph?!
You're a girl.
Your name, child.
It's Rosemary!
Her name's Rosemary!
Did you rob the Bishop?
- Did you rob the Bishop? - I did! Yes!
I did!
Bring in the next one.
No! No!
No! No! No!
- No! No! No! - Come on!
He's mute! He can't speak!
We shall see.
We robbed the Bishop!
We killed his men and robbed him blind.
We shall get to you soon enough.
Are these the heathens that robbed you?
Yes.
But there were more.
And we shall find them as well.
Which one of you...
is the devil Robin Hood?
Him, you'll never catch.
I can take him, but you'll be hard-pressed
to find a room in there.
- Why so busy? - Hanging.
It's always good for business.
What's wrong?
My father died there.
This time will be different.
I'm to the tavern.
I'm sorry, Father.
Normans.
His Eminence, the Bishop of Hereford,
a servant of God, suffered gross injustice.
How much for this wagon?
It's not for sale.
Yes, it is.
This could buy the whole stable.
I only want the horses and the wagon.
The rest, you keep.
All right.
Let this be a lesson to all who believe
they can take without regard
for the laws of our land
or the authority of our King.
Out! Before I gut you, out!
Take the wagon, drive it straight through town.
And don't slow. Do you understand?
I understand.
May God have mercy on their souls.
Be quick with it.
No!
No-- no!
Seize them!
Come on, Henry! Get up!
There is your devil!
Kill him!
Close the gates!
Godda, see this.
Bring him down!
Hyah!
Get the other wheel!
Hyah!
I want to go with you!
Well, come on then!
Would that be Robin Hood?
And his bleeding Merry Men.
Hyah! Hyah!
Stop here. Let's go into Sherwood.
The Sheriff's men will be coming.
Who is this?
A friend.
Then good tidings to you, friend.
Let's go. Let's go.
The wound is clean. It will heal.
The weapon of a savage.
A savage who today defied a king.
I want it.
Why?
Talisman?
My Lord, we must go.
The Earl of Pembroke is waiting.
The Earl Marshal is here?
Indeed.
Robin Hood was not
the only unexpected visitor here today.
The Queen's eyes were here as well.