VOICE: Previously on "Robin Hood."
TUCK: You've forgotten the man you're supposed to be.
The man who would lead the Saxons to something greater.
WARIN: An enormous cave,
200 Saxons have made it their home.
ELEANOR: To restore order in Nottingham,
the King has dispatched Guy of Gisborne.
-The King's favorite war dog. -Kill them all!
ELEANOR: But even the fiercest dog
must be put down
if it threatens the wrong master.
-You have a plan? -In the chaos of war,
where the blade that cuts his throat cannot be seen.
ELEANOR: Clever John. The Pope's blessing
isn't given, it's paid for in blood.
You will go to Rome, and you will end
my son's ambitions there.
-My fate is yours to command. -Say what this is.
-Say what I am to you. -You are
the only woman who ever made me forget what I am.
And now I must go.
The King has sent hundreds of men
-to kill Rob and his band. -Where?
The Sheriff knows where you are.
Whatever you choose, I choose you.
HUGH: Aedric, Wild Aedric...
when all others laid down their weapons...
he fought to the bitter end.
[roaring]
[screaming]
He died in battle...
but his spirit still fights.
-[roaring] -And it will forever.
[gasping]
In you.
Are you all right?
A dream?
I think so.
[dramatic music]
[soft music]
Do your prayers work?
When you and Marian left, I prayed for you to return.
And here you are.
You saw us go?
Why'd you come back?
I...
I saw something I must answer.
You're right about hate.
But it's not easy to let go.
It's kept me alive. It's got us this far.
I don't know how to fight without it.
Fight for what comes next.
Not what happened.
Not what's hurt you. Fight for peace.
-For hope. -Hope?
Hope's a hard thing to carry.
-Heavier than steel. -Oh, yes.
But death can't touch it.
A man who carries hope is never forgotten.
There's too many of them, you understand that, don't you?
Do you have a plan?
Pieces are there.
I just need to...
see it clear.
The canyon will choke their ability to move.
All we need to do is rush them with numbers.
They'll be bottled.
They won't know we're there until we're on them.
Hood will have prepared for a direct assault.
He's not a soldier, but he's no fool either.
What will it matter?
It was you who said that he fights like a boy,
reckless, emotional, and desperate.
Desperate men survive things they shouldn't.
He won't survive me, Sheriff.
I admire your certainty, Gisborne.
It's a rare thing in a man who still breathes.
We answer their defiance with extinction.
[distant neighing]
They've not moved position, but the numbers have grown.
At least 500.
ROB: Drew, gather everyone inside the cave.
I know what we have to do.
They are 500 strong now.
Armored, supplied, war horses, trebuchets...
TUCK: And they know where we are.
That's a bit of a problem, if you ask me.
They know where we are.
Which means we know where they'll be.
Yeah-- here, kicking our asses.
No, we'll be gone.
Hidden in Sherwood, waiting for them to enter,
and letting them pass. And then we move.
SPRAGART: To where?
-To Nottingham. -[Spragart laughing]
Am I the only one struggling to understand the young prince?
Why face them head-on when we can outwit them?
Knowing them, they'll be light on guards.
Won't be enough to stop us.
You mean we take the town?
They'll figure it out and still come back 500 strong.
And when they do, they'll find our archers on the walls.
And we'll drop a hundred before they reach the gate.
But they will reach the gate and they will breach the gate.
-Which is what we want. -SPRAGART: Let them in?
Should we offer them wine before our slaughter?
-Why would we let them in? -They'll bunch up in the town.
We'll hit them from the rooftops,
windows, alleys, bleed them every step.
As they press on, we'll fall back to the castle.
By the time they breach its gate,
we'll be gone.
Out the sally port to the forest,
-where we finish who's left. -The forest.
Everyone but our archers will be there.
You'll lead, attack from behind,
-and then draw them in. -Yeah.
The forest is our world.
We have the advantage there.
It'll fight for us if we let it.
TUCK: Split them, make them fight on two fronts.
Their strength is in numbers, this breaks it.
It might just work.
It'll work because they won't expect it.
And they won't have a plan to counter it.
And by the time they figure it...
it'll be over.
What is the meaning of this?
I told you to stay at Westminster.
Marshal. He left me.
Since when does a man's absence reduce you to this?
He left me with child.
You disgrace yourself.
Marshal wasn't any man.
He loves me, and I love him.
Men do not leave women they love.
Some do. Some must!
He is duty-bound to the Queen--
He used you! And you let him!
No...
Look at you.
The daughter of Nottingham,
undone by indulgence, by foolishness.
I have been too lenient with you.
You will go to the convent.
-No, no-- -You will go!
You will give birth! And you will be silent!
-No... -There, you will confront
the weakness that I see in you
and replace it with the strength
I spent a lifetime instilling in you.
-Please-- -There is no argument!
It is my command!
[door opening]
[door slams]
[dramatic music]
Something's the matter.
My father used to say
move in silence.
Blend into the trees and track downwind.
[soft chuckle]
Every advantage matters.
Now we know they're coming but not when.
It's a... It's a great disadvantage.
Because if we move too soon, we reveal ourselves,
and... and we'll never make it to Nottingham.
My father will know the time.
I can get the information from him.
-No, I'm not asking that. -Yet I'm offering.
As you say, it could be the difference.
No.
Marian, the risks are too great.
Okay, what if he suspects your motives?
Then he'll kill me.
Rob, if this gives us our best chance, we do it.
These hours could be our last.
Let's not spend them fighting.
[gentle music]
ROBIN: I don't want to let you go.
MARIAN: You don't have to.
Not tonight.
If all we have...
is this one moment...
it's enough.
I love you, Marian.
I love you, Rob.
[horse neighing]
Here's close enough.
I'll return here at mid-day and again after sunset.
-I'll meet you at the treeline. -Thank you, Milange.
-Be careful. -Good luck.
[approaching footsteps]
You were right.
About everything.
The words I spoke to you, my choices, my actions,
all of it led to this.
I regret everything.
Please.
Let me come home.
And the Queen?
She's released me from my duties.
To make things right with my family.
You're certain of this course?
The Sheriff will see to Gisborne's end.
Gisborne is formidable.
Perhaps, but no armor can protect against betrayal.
The Sheriff will succeed, and so will you.
Thwart my son's ambitions,
and you shall be rewarded.
Rome will test you.
See to it that it fears you back.
[broom sweeping]
[sighing]
Another fight?
Father always seems to be looking for one.
Has he said when they'll march?
No.
You shouldn't've come back.
Sometimes I think about leaving.
Starting my own life.
No shadows, no name.
But I am the only son now,
and that means something to him.
I suppose it should mean something to me.
A name is fine.
Just don't let the weight of it break your back.
[birds cawing]
I have sinned.
I gave my heart to a man who turned his back on me.
That is not a sin.
Hm, what I did with him was.
And now I carry his child
Will you ever learn?
My father intends to send me to a convent,
and Mother Superior will lock me away,
and I will live out the rest of my days
in anonymity and silent servitude.
-That won't happen. -No, it won't.
Because you will help facilitate my escape.
I will do no such thing.
When my father dies,
I will become the authority in Nottingham.
He is strong, yes, but no man cheats time.
It has always been his intention that the power of his office
be passed to me. The King and Queen
have blessed this, he has raised me for this.
As my father's ally, you have prospered.
As mine, your fortunes will grow.
But deny me, and you will be gone
before the year's end-- I will make sure of it.
This is what I require.
A carriage waiting outside the convent.
It will take me to Dover, where there you will have
arranged passage on a ship bound for Rome.
Your father has taught you much about power.
My father has taught me strength, yes.
But power...
power cannot be learned, Bishop.
It can only be claimed.
[bird chirping]
It must be satisfying to finally end this.
What are you talking about, girl?
Dealing with Hood and his band.
I never gave the Sheriff much credit,
but his plans seem impressive.
The Sheriff's plans?
They're mine.
If left to him, what would change?
Of course.
Like the Crusades, the King once again
entrusts you to succeed...
where others fail.
I know we haven't always understood each other.
But this, you at home, this...
this is how it should be.
Yes, Father.
What if they just run?
Well, they'll have nowhere to run to.
Later that day, Leicester is crossing the Meden Bridge
with 300 men.
They'll be trapped.
By sundown tomorrow,
Sherwood burns.
And with it, every last outlaw.
Bring more ale.
We should celebrate your return.
Yes.
Let us drink to the health of our family.
[ominous music]
Sleep doesn't interest you, sire?
Rest is a stranger these days.
We've not heard from Warin?
Then we can assume the worst.
Do you know what it cost
to bring peace here?
How many men were buried so that we might live quietly?
And yet here we are, on the edge of war.
No way around it now.
If they win...
they'll write songs of rebels.
If they fall, they'll sing of martyrs.
But rarely will they speak of the men
who hold the world together.
They'll know.
One way or the other.
Tell the troops...
at first light we ride.
[soft music]
ELEANOR: "'I will rise up against them.'"
"'I will cut off from Babylon
name and remnant...
offspring and posterity.'"
[cup clinking]
"'I will sweep in with the broom of destruction,'
declared the Lord Almighty..."
-[horse nickering] -MARIAN: They march at dawn!
Leicester crosses the Meden with 300 men
-by day's end. -What?
Even if Rob takes Nottingham, it won't matter.
He'll be trapped between two armies and overrun.
If we don't warn them, they'll die.
"'...as I have planned, so it shall be.'"
[horse neighing]
Go, Milange! Warn them!
Hyah! Hyah!
No!
Liar! You've shamed me...
-No! -...for the last time!
What did you tell him?
ELEANOR: As I have purpose...
so it shall stand.
[door rattling]
If it's God's will that I don't return,
do your duty. Marian must be punished.
Father?
She warned them.
Shouldn't you change plans?
I won't look a fool because a girl thinks she's clever.
It doesn't matter, anyway.
They're outnumbered, outmatched, and out-armed.
This ends in slaughter.
Simple as that.
MILANGE: Rob!
Scouts report no movement of the soldiers.
-Where's Marian? -Her father knows! He has her.
-You can't reach her. -I'm going.
Three-hundred men under Leicester
will cross the Meden at dawn.
Leicester'll cut off the North.
We'll be trapped and crushed.
LITTLE JOHN: I'll take men and ambush Leicester's soldiers.
We split now, we'll lose before the fight begins.
Then let's not fight them at all.
What do you mean?
We burn the bridge, they'll have no way across the river.
We have pitch. It'll only take a few of us.
I'll lead.
-I'll go. -Me, too.
I like fire.
[dramatic music]
[eerie ethereal whispers]
[ethereal whispers]
From the castle's tower, you'll see this moat.
When you do, we've done our part.
You've saved my life once before.
And now you'll save us all.
Tuck?
Pray for Marian.
I have, and will again.
[soft music]
Pride has no place in a young woman's life.
Only obedience.
One must be broken...
and the other learned.
Indeed.
You are right.
[bird chirping]
[soft tense music]
[tense music continues]
Nerves, Sheriff?
Do you not see it?
I see nothing.
Exactly.
We're far in now, and no scouts.
It's not usual.
[tense music continues]
[screaming]
[all screaming]
[townspeople clamoring]
WOMAN: The town is under attack!
MAN: Hide! Outlaws!
Quickly, run!
[dramatic music]
ROB: Drew, secure the keep.
The rest, to the battlements-- with me!
[horse neighing]
Found the cave. No movement.
They're digging in.
A final stand.
Then let's grant them their martyrdom.
No sign of anyone else, Gerold?
No, sire.
[screaming]
[battle-cries]
Secure the gates!
[snarling]
-Where are they? -Cowards! I knew they'd run.
They didn't run, they moved,
and apparently with great discipline.
Moved? To where?
To the one place they have a chance.
Nottingham.
[soft music]
-Ralph-- -You don't.
You don't have to say anything.
I know.
Know what?
That I'll never love anyone more than you.
But... you will never love anyone more than her.
[dramatic music]
[armor clanking]
SOLDIER: Back to Nottingham.
Quick march!
A longer journey than I'd have liked...
but necessary...
to show you where your power ends.
Here, where you will stay.
And where you will serve.
You... lying sanctimonious snake!
Do you really think you can bury me in this place?!
You will kneel before me one day!
I will not be caged! Ever!
[horse neighing]
LITTLE JOHN: Saxon blood rises.
Let them fear it. Let them see us.
[dramatic music]
Kill Hood,
and the rest will scatter.
We'll tear the gates from their hinges.
No prisoners!
No mercy!
Let the Saxon filth see
what a reckoning looks like!
[battle-cries]
Hold for my command!
[horses neighing]
Hold...
[battle-cries]
Hold...
Loose!
[battle-cries]
[grunts]
[roaring]
[battle-cries]
Huntingdon! Protect the flanks!
Take men and give chase! We'll take the town!
Do as he says.
Drogo, go with the Earl!
With me! To the forest!
Hyah!
[battle-cries]
[horse neighing]
Fall back!
[trumpet blaring]
Okay, uh, I didn't expect there to be so many people.
Still gonna work, though, right?
I think. It should.
Theoretically.
That's not exactly the comfort I was looking for.
Then don't ask a monk about arson.
Okay, ready?
[eerie music]
[dramatic music]
[battle-cries]
[screams and battle-cries]
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music continues]
[screams]
We get to Hood through the tavern.
Stairs lead to the rooftops.
[screaming]
[bird-like whistling]
Show yourselves!
[battle-cries]
[screams, battle-cries]
This way!
[arrows whizzing]
Ralph, get to the castle! Get to the castle!
Saxons, to the castle!
To the castle!
Get in, quickly.
Get in, come on!
They're upstairs.
Move, you mule!
[battle-cries]
[screaming]
[soft gurgling]
Coward...
No.
Victor.
You were a good man.
God will reward you.
ROB: To the castle! Saxons to the castle!
[banging on door]
Here they are!
[screams and battle-cries]
Get in! Get in!
Come on, monk.
[tense music]
[horse neighing]
SOLDIER: Clear the bridge, soldiers coming.
Bridge is closed, bridge is closed...
Get off the bridge!
[townspeople clamoring]
SOLDIER: Oi! You!
-No! -Gamewell, hold the bridge!
[attack efforts]
SPRAGART: They're here!
Go... go!
Run!
[mournful music]
[booming]
[horse neighing]
[mournful music]
It burns. It burns!
[screaming and battle-cries]
Get inside!
Lock it!
The bridge burns. Leicester's men are cut off--
And now we go, to the forest!
ROB: Hurry now! We must help our brothers in the forest!
[battle-cries]
[both roaring]
[grunting, screaming]
[both straining]
[growling]
[dagger clangs]
[groaning]
[screaming]
[screams and battle-cries]
[mournful music]
We should go and help the others.
There's no time.
Only our prayers will reach them now.
[mournful music]
[attack efforts]
[Little John screaming]
[grunting]
[soldier groaning]
[roaring]
[groaning]
SOLDIER: Fall back! Fall back!
2nd SOLDIER: Run! Back to Nottingham!
SOLDIER: It's over! The battle is over!
Hold ranks-- hold ranks!
[high-pitched ear-splitting whine]
[groaning]
[soldier gurgling]
[whine fades, battle sounds clarify]
[tense music]
Locksley.
[screaming]
[dramatic music]
[attack efforts]
What have you done with her?
[grunting]
[Little John roaring]
To kill you would be mercy.
To kill her will break you!
Are you all right?
We beat them. The bridge burns.
They are too few to give chase now.
I want you to lead everyone back.
I must get to Marian.
[horse neighing]
[dramatic music]
SHERIFF: Locksley!
[ominous music]
All this blood.
All these men dead, because of you.
You were the one that hanged an innocent man.
"Innocent."
I offered your father grace, he chose pride.
My father chose dignity.
You chose blood!
I chose order!
You brought chaos!
You poisoned Nottingham!
And for what?
No one will remember your cause or your name.
Only your death.
[swords clanking]
[attack efforts]
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music continues]
Fight!
Fight... fight!
Not today, Sheriff.
Soon.
Robin Hood!
[horse nickering]
Robin Hood!
Why?
-You betrayed us. -No.
It's Father who has betrayed us all!
[horse neighing]
You must let me out!
- Aleppo, please! - [banging against door]
I had no choice. Father has lost himself, please.
You can choose not to be like him.
I am like him.
I am his son.
You should have never have come back, Marian.
If you do not release me, he will kill me,
and sooner or later you.
[distant neighing]
[dramatic music]
[horse nickering]
Father, you're hurt.
I am standing. The key.
Marian answers for this now.
[dramatic music]
[screaming]
[both groaning]
[screaming]
[both grunting]
[groaning]
[screaming]
Rob!
Come on!
-Go! -Marian, he'll kill you.
If you love me, ride.
Please.
[dramatic music]
[gasping]
[attack efforts]
[Huntingdon grunting]
[Rob grunting]
[battle-cry]
[groaning]
[screaming]
[Marian grunting]
[Marian screaming]
Marian, run!
You dare raise a blade to your father.
You are no one to me.
[grunting]
[Marian groaning]
[attack efforts]
[groaning]
I would've gutted your father myself.
I should have, but I am a man of station...
you see,
so I let the law wear the blood.
And your bloodline... ends tonight.
[attack efforts]
[screaming]
[both screaming]
[Rob groaning]
[dramatic music]
[grunting]
It's done.
[mournful music]
[echoing thud]
[mournful music]
[mournful music continues]
They will be emboldened now.
What next?
The King will come.
Let his men find Hood.
And the King himself?
[soft music]
Henry cannot leave England alive.
[dramatic music]
MILANGE: No movement.
They're staying in Nottingham.
Then let's strike while they're hurting.
ROB: No.
We're hurting too.
We showed them enough. We made them bleed.
It's for everyone we lost.
For my uncle.
Then... what now?
This place isn't safe.
If we go further into the forest,
they'll only follow.
So we hide in plain sight.
With our people
and our villagers working our fields.
We can spread rumor that the outlaws
went deeper into Sherwood...
and while the Normans search, we'll plan.
While they feud, we rebuild,
and the time's right, we'll fight again.
Fight till we're free.
It's sharp enough.
Is a blade ever?
Where will you go?
I'll go to London.
Find work.
Wait for Rob's call.
Doubt it'll be long.
Fancy some company?
ROB: Ralph?
You may need this.
We're not done.
What about Warick's gold?
Well, we give it away.
Our tax on the Normans.
When will I see you again?
Soon. Isn't that right, John?
-[Little John grunting] -So...
where to?
Never been to France.
France sounds good.
You're not inviting me?
Oh, please, you two would be lost out there.
I'm practically French.
I drink, I sulk,
and I judge people for no reason.
I'd blend right in.
LITTLE JOHN: [sighing] Come on.
[gentle music]
I could be cast out for this.
Then be sure my correspondence reaches His Majesty.
Tell no one what you carry.
There are truths inside that concern
the sovereignty of England.
Truths that touch Henry's queen and Nottingham...
and the name Robin Hood.
Do not fail.
The next chapter of this kingdom begins with my letter.
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music continues]
Your Majesty.
The hawk returns to the glove.
After this long, I half-expected you wouldn't.
It wasn't you I ran from.
You're brave.
You risked everything.
Your life in the forest...
and now your neck in the palace.
People like you are rare.
So, why would I let you leave
when I might keep you at my side?
Because you are a woman of your word, Your Highness.
Since when can a queen afford to keep her word?
But for you, I'll make an exception.
By the grace of Her Majesty,
clemency for Robert of Locksley.
Are you so easily satisfied?
A quiet life won't silence what stirs in you.
It won't be enough.
Rob is enough.
You may crave simplicity...
but it does not want you.
Besides, you know what's coming.
I needn't say it.
King Henry.
Clemency or not, you'll still hunt him.
Yes.
And he won't stop until Robin Hood is dead.
So ask me, Marian...
what have I to offer you?
What do you offer, Your Majesty?
Your only chance of survival.
[dramatic music]
What did she say?
You have your clemency.
And I my freedom.
[soft laughter]
She made an offer.
One that could change everything.
Not just for us, but for what comes next.
You're considering it.
It's complicated.
Well...
we have plenty of time to untangle things.
But tonight, not a thought...
not a whisper of thrones or rebellions.
Just us, for once.
All right.
Just us.
[dramatic music]