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MARTINI am that is.
My sword shall wield for me.
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(Screaming)
RATLift your feet, come on!
(Laughing evilly)
(Sniffing)
There's something here.
I sniff it.
Don't waste time sniffing,
Fangburn.
The chief wants results, not
smells.
Come on, weasel!
FANGBURNYou're one of
Cluny's crew now, you vermin.
(Laughing)
Take heart, my dears.
Redwall is very close now, my
loves.
We'll soon be safe.
(Shrieking)
(Gasping)
(Laughing)
No!
Rat enemy much bad.
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MATTHIASWhat do you think
is happening, Dunwing?
Cluny rats look see all
Mossflower for troops.
He-- he make 'em biggie fat
army, Matthias.
Brave fighters, too.
Queen Dunwing, any news of
the shrew reinforcements?
All shrew were much quick
fast in Mossflower now.
I'll meet them, Log-a-Log.
I need volunteers to come with
me.
To find and guide the shrew
army.
It's a dangerous mission.
(Cawing)
SHREWPropose we rest.
SHREW Seconded.
SHREW Move to oppose.
Grounds of urgency.
SHREW Seconded.
(Grunting)
(Yelling)
(Snarling)
CLUNYWhat d'you call this?
They're too small to fight, you
buffoons!
Might be good to eat, Chief?
Please don't harm them, sir.
Set me to work, sir.
Anything, but-- but please--
Shut up!
I'm thinking.
(Workers grunting)
BASILTallyho!
WORKERSPull!
Pull!
Still all clear, chaps.
But keep ready to haul them up
if the blighter stirs.
Thanks, m'dear.
All quiet, but keep your pretty
head down.
I've heard that Cluny's press
gangs are all over Mossflower.
'Fraid so.
Deuced uncivilized, don't you
know.
sl*very, wot.
Do you think Matthias will
bring the shrew reinforcements
back in time?
Eh?
Plenty of time.
While Cluny scours and snoozes,
we prepare, eh, wot.
Can we hold out, Basil?
Please, tell me the truth.
Bless me!
Yes, hold out!
Absolutely!
For how long?
Ah, how long, yes.
Well, different question, I'm
afraid.
Jolly different.
This is the last of the
vegetables.
Father Abbot doesn't know yet.
(Stomach growling)
Good work.
Good work, Redwallers!
Strengthening my gates.
Eh, Darkclaw?
Strengthening your gates,
Chief?
CLUNYYes!
My gates!
I won't rule a fortress with
broken doors!
Strong doors!
Strong walls!
It was the ghost drove him
mad.
Raving.
My army is resting.
Resting!
All fight and no rest is no
good, eh?
Eh?
R-- r-- right.
Rest, Chief.
You should rest, Chief.
Maybe-- the ghost--
Ghost?
No ghost!
But a new plan.
A new plan.
Bring me the fat one.
GUARDCome on.
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More!
More wood for the fire!
Nice and warm for my troops.
Troops must be warm and happy,
eh?
Name!
Plumpen, sir.
All your family Plumpens?
Do anything for your little
Plumpens, eh?
To save em, eh?
ABBOT MORTIMERFriends.
It will avail Cluny little to
put Redwall under siege for
long.
Our repairs are complete.
We are self-sufficient, if we
tighten our belts.
(Stomach growling)
And with good judgment, we will
see the day when Cluny will tire
and leave Redwall in peace.
(Clapping)
Cluny won't leave until
either he's dead or we are.
Right.
Good job, lads.
Now, let's get us in before they
eat all us grub.
We've done a good job agin Cluny
today.
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Come on, old dormouse, I'll save
you a place.
Thank you, mole.
You're very kind.
GUARDThey're all asleep
already.
GUARD Quiet night, then.
What do rats dream about?
Nothing nice.
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Now, there's no need for
worry.
The guards are watching and
Matthias is bringing in the
shrew army.
We're safe as berries in a pie.
He's a real hero is Matthias,
isn't he?
You worked hard today,
Dorothea.
I think he's lovely.
Don't you, Cornflower?
Yes, I do.
Go to sleep now.
Be safe, Matthias.
♪
Guosim of Mossflower.
(Gasping)
SHREWIt's Matthias.
SHREW Greetings, Slayer of
Poisontooth.
SHREW Greetings, He who
Speaks with Cats.
We don't have time for this.
Cluny could att*ck at any time.
We are yours to command,
Matthias.
Come on, then.
Let the great Guosim army show
Cluny what they're made of.
SHREWSFor Redwall and
Matthias!
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My family, sir.
Please, I did as I was bid.
Redwall is mine.
Mine!
(Snoring)
(Gasping)
Oh, just a dream.
Oh, my soul!
No dream.
A nightmare.
(Struggling)
(Snarling)
(Shrieking)
(Screaming)
Well, warrior mouse, what do you
think of your brave Redwall
defenders now?
You'll haunt my dreams no more,
mouse!
(Laughing)
Redwall is mine!
(Laughing)
Here will be the Hall of the
Scourge!
I'll have the Ferret Gate, the
Weasel Bell, the Drowning Pond,
for this is now Cluny's Castle!
(Laughing)
♪
(Sobbing)
MATTHIASJust another ruse.
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(Thunder booming)
(Vermin laughing)
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(Groaning)
Rat worms no see?
No, Queen.
Sparras working quiet like Queen
speak.
Then is time.
(Squawking)
Matthias crazy mouse march quick
fast in Mossflower now.
Six shrews with me, others to
the gates.
♪
Now!
Huh?
(Yelling)
(Grunting)
Quickly, two to each of the
other doors.
Go.
Thanks, Dunwing.
No time chatter, must be
quick.
WEASELOn your feet.
Stand up straight.
Make way for Cluny the Scourge.
(Cheering)
CLUNYWhere's the Abbot?
Down on your knees.
I will not kneel to evil.
CONSTANCEYou vermin!
Free me and we'll see who
kneels!
You evil coward!
You-- you rat!
You'll run and dodge and
insult me no more, rabbit.
You will all die!
And this one who dared to burn
me will be the first.
This is m*rder!
Yes, it is, isn't it?
Rats, take my revenge.
k*ll!
k*ll!
(Shouting)
VOICECluny the Scourge.
I have come to settle with you.
Ghost.
Ghost!
Who are you?
I am that is.
Invent of my dreams!
Spectre!
I have come for you, Cluny.
Matthias.
Seize him!
k*ll it!
(Screaming)
MATTHIASI will slay any
invader who moves.
(Bell tolling)
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(Screeching)
SHREWRedwall forever!
SHREW Seconded!
(Shouting)
MATTHIASRedwall!
k*ll it!
k*ll!
(Shouting)
(Screaming)
Cluny is yours, Matthias the
Warrior.
You are mine.
(Growling)
Thanks, old things.
Hi-ya, ha-ha!
Guerrilla Union of Shrews
forever.
Seconded.
SHREWCarried.
Sorry.
Oh, forgive me.
(Yelling)
k*ll it!
(Shrieking)
MATTHIASCornflower!
CORNFLOWERMatthias!
(Cluny laughing)
(Cluny cackling)
♪
(Yelling)
Matthias, look out!
(Grunting)
(Laughing)
Matthias!
Get away from here,
Cornflower!
(Grunting)
Dead mouse.
(Yelling)
You're finished, Cluny.
Surrender.
Never!
CORNFLOWERMatthias!
Let him go!
Call the archers to deal with
him!
I have to finish this.
(Cluny laughing)
Cornflower, run!
CLUNYYes, run, Cornflower.
Too slow!
Gotcha!
And look what I've got.
So, come down, mouse.
Don't give in, Matthias.
Shut up!
MATTHIASLet her go, Cluny,
then I'll come down.
Lying swab!
MATTHIASOn my word of
honour, my honour as a warrior
to a w*rlord.
w*rlord.
Cluny the w*rlord awaits you!
Come down and bring your honour
with you!
(Laughing)
(Thunder booming, distantly)
No!
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Who knows, my friend.
Maybe the sword does possess
some magic.
Cluny?
Dead.
Well done, warrior.
BASILBetter hurry, it's
Abbot Mortimer.
ABBOTMatthias, my son.
MATTHIASI'm here, Father
Abbot.
I hear you have restored the
Sword of Martin to our abbey.
Yes, Father.
Cluny the Scourge is dead.
I have done my task.
We have both done our tasks,
Matthias.
Come, old friend.
I'm not like the seasons, I
cannot go on forever.
Matthias, can you see the
Laterose?
Yes, Father.
It is in full bloom.
ABBOTThe sparrows and the
shrews must be free to make
their home here, but you,
Matthias, must not become a
brother of Redwall.
The Abbey needs you for other
purposes.
I name you, Matthias, warrior
mouse, defender of Redwall, and
protector of Cornflower.
This is the most beautiful day
of my life.
Redwall is at peace again.
MARTINWho says that I am
dead knows not at all.
I am that is.
Two mice within Redwall.
Martin the Warrior sleeps, but
in the riddle see, Matthias, I
am that is.
My sword shall wield for me.
JOHNIt has been a good
season.
The shrews have learned to talk
to the bees, so that they can
argue with them.
Constance is bringing
woodlanders from Mossflower for
a great annual feast.
The great Joseph Bell has been
recast into two bells, called
Methuselah and Matthias.
Come on.
Let's see if Matthias caught a
fish for the feast.
Steady now, Abbot Alf.
Don't rock the boat.
Abbot Alf today went fishing
with Matthias the Warrior.
MATTIMEOGrandfather,
Grandfather!
Look at me!
Matthias Methuselah Mortimer!
Stand to attention!
Yes, Grandfather!
Well done, Mattimeo.
Your candied nut is in the usual
place.
(Laughing)
John Churchmouse, Abbey
Recorder, father of Cornflower,
grandfather of Mattimeo, son of
Matthias, Warrior of Redwall.
Postscriptplease be sure to
visit us, if ever you are
passing Redwall.
The roses have bloomed early
this season.
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