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MARTIN THE WARRIORI am that
is.
My sword shall wield for me.
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Ahh.
Morning to you, Formole.
Morning to ya.
(Grumbling)
(Humming)
Morning, Martin.
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Matthias.
Yes?
Have you forgotten your
promise to help me with the
store room inventory?
Ah, no.
Of course not.
Well, can it wait?
Basil said he’d give me
instructions this morning and...
Matthias, a promise is a
promise.
You promised to do it days ago.
I’ll help.
Later.
Alright?
Thanks, Cornflower.
Oh, Matthias.
Ah, there must be a weakness.
A weakness.
Where is their weakness?
Killconey get over here.
Ah, my spy.
My eyes and ears in the
darkness.
I have a mission for you, spy.
Yes chief?
Find me a weakness, you hear?
I need to find a new way to get
at them.
A new weakness.
Right away, Chief.
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Oh dear, all empty.
Good morning, Cornflower.
It’s not good,
We’re out of nutmeg.
We’re almost out of lots of
things.
Nearly all the spices have gone
and I was only saying to Bettina
the other dawn...
We need a proper inventory.
But what will I tell Friar Hugo?
He’ll be so mad at me.
Now, here are we under siege.
Here is Cluny and his
scallywags.
Inside here we have stored
supplies.
Now, Cluny has to scavenge all
around out here, you see?
Using energy, dispersing forces
and all that.
So supplies are key to a
siege?
Army fights on it’s stomach
don’t you know.
What what.
There goes mine now.
So we’re safe.
Not entirely you see.
Got to resupply occasionally and
Cluny won’t let us.
Guards the roads you see.
So it becomes stores against
seasons come the winter.
Matthias.
Cornflower?
Sorry to intrude, but can I
have a word with you?
We’re out of nutmeg.
Could you organize a foraging
party?
But Cornflower, I’m busy.
It is the Abbott’s favourite.
Surely it can wait a bit.
Now for small bits, stealth
is the thing.
Say for nutmeg.
Creeping and hither and thither
under the enemy’s noses.
But bigger things, that’s
different.
For example...
Sorry to have disturbed you,
I’m sure.
Deny that cart.
Nobody goes through Redwall.
What’s this?
Stop, stop.
(Crashing)
Yes, stop that.
What are you doing?
(Sneezing)
What’s a lovely bird like you
doing with this mouse?
Who are you calling a mouse?
I am a dormouse.
Furlo the dormouse.
And I bow to no rat.
Engarde.
(Fighting)
Furlo.
Ow.
(Gasping)
CLUNYEnough.
Name.
Furlo the dormouse.
Who asks?
Business.
I send spices.
Why don’t muck around here,
liar.
I am no liar.
Redwall Abbey buys my spices.
We come each...
Shut up.
(Crow cawing)
(Grumbling)
Ahh.
(Growling)
Your lucky day, Furlo the
dormouse.
You can make a deal for her
life.
Our lord bids me to accept
your terms.
Rat.
(Knocking)
(Growling)
Constance.
Ah, it’s you, Furlo.
Welcome.
No trouble on the road?
Cluny the Scourge has us under
siege.
Trouble?
No.
Just dust and plenty of it,
Constance Badger.
You were lucky.
Welcome to Redwall.
Open the gates.
It’s Furlo the Spicer.
(Creaking)
But where is Glendle?
She’s doing the deal for me.
She’ll be along later.
Welcome, Furlo.
I have just heard a rumour that
we have run out of nutmeg.
I myself have a taste for
nutmeg.
And although I’m certain our
hard working Cornflower would
never really allow such a
shortage to occur, I am thankful
to see you.
Come now everyone, back to work.
Let’s leave Furlo and Cornflower
together.
Matthias?
Perhaps you could help me
negotiate a fair price for the
spices?
You can do it.
Even the Abbott thinks so.
Matthias.
Hmm.
(Sniffing)
.
.
.
.
Deal.
You drive a hard bargain.
But I’ve always had a soft spot
for beauty as rare as yours.
(Clinking)
I didn’t need you at all
Matthias.
(Scribbling)
You work too hard.
So sorry I frighten you.
I was just thinking, I’ve got
some very rare spices in my
cart.
I don’t show them to everybody.
What kind of spices?
Candied cinnamon, French
roast nutmeg.
The Abbott would love it.
Very special.
And you could bargain me to a
low price, I bet.
Well, it wouldn’t hurt to
look.
After you.
(Crashing)
VOICEFire.
Fire be in the storeroom.
(Alarm ringing)
The gates.
Open the gates.
I must get my spices clear of
the fire.
Check outside then open the
gate.
CORNFLOWERHelp.
Constance, Matthias, anybody.
Help.
(Laughing)
He’s done it.
I have her.
I found my weakness.
Yes, chief.
Did anyone see how it
started?
Apparently not.
Dashed mysterious all around eh?
By Joe yes.
Fortunately we caught it
before any really damage was
done.
Thank goodness Cornflower was
not here.
Now, give me Glendle and
we’ll be on our way.
When her little friend,
Matthias is captured.
The warrior of Redwall.
But you gave your word.
Your word.
How does it feel to be among
the winners at last.
Huh?
Oh.
Cat got your tongue?
Oh, I’m so sorry.
Oh dear, are you scared?
Yes, but I’ll get over it.
You are ugly and there’s no cure
for that.
Tie her to the wheel.
(Gasping)
I know your plan.
They’re not fools.
They won’t come.
Of course they will.
They will have to save you.
(Evil laughing)
That is their weakness.
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(Gasping)
"Cornflower will be cornmeal
by noon."
" Round and round till she
drowns."
Cornflower!
Ring The Joseph Bell, somebody.
Sound the alarm.
Help.
What’s wrong?
Cluny’s got Cornflower.
What?
How?
Impossible.
We can’t just sit here
talking.
We mustn’t be hasty,
Matthias.
If she is indeed with Cluny, we
must have a strategy.
Isn’t that so, Basil.
I shouldn’t have left her
alone with Furlo.
I’m the one who allowed him
to leave.
With poor Cornflower in his
bally cart.
Eh, what bounder.
Could we organize a raiding
party to retrieve her?
We don’t know where to look.
Cluny could have hidden her
anywhere.
Hmm, the old mill.
It has to be.
Well how do you know?
Cornmeal, round and round
till she drown.
The old mill wheel.
Well done, Matthias.
Top hold defensive position
for Cluny.
Centre of open ground, river.
Very difficult to approach the
mill without being spotted eh?
I’m going to talk to Formole.
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Circle the Abbey and watch.
They’ll be coming soon.
Report back to me at the first
sign.
(Crow cawing)
FURLOI’ve done my part,
Cluny.
Release Glendle.
I want no part of this.
Don’t give me orders,
dormouse.
We had a deal.
(Grunting)
Fangburn, strap Glendle to
the grindstone.
At your service, chief.
Anything else you want to
demand?
GLENDLEFurlo.
(Grunting)
(Growling)
If I had done as I said I
would, Cornflower would still be
here.
There is some truth in what
you say.
Tell them, Formole.
I’m right sorry.
All us moles is.
We do love her too, like.
Thanks, Formole.
But can you help?
That can I.
Come on.
The old passage.
Used to fill pond from yon
river.
On days, it’s right by the old
mill by the otter dam.
What about the otter dam?
Very old.
(Crashing)
In the flood it was.
Could be any old by now, see?
Passage too.
Ancient, see?
Dangerous.
Anyone who feels the risk is
greater than the cause, has
every right to leave now.
There’s no shame in good sense.
Alright, let’s get at her.
(Crashing)
(Gasping)
Anyone hurt?
Be not a problem.
Happens all the time.
We will get this done.
You’ll see.
Nothing will stop us getting to
our Cornflower, Matthias.
Rely on that.
Matthias, you sent for me?
I’m going to need two
hollowed vines.
Quick as you can.
Let me get this right.
Two hollowed vines?
Yes, hurry.
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(Grunting)
Spread out.
Eyes kin.
They’ll be coming.
Thanks everyone.
But I have one last favour to
ask of you.
I’ll need a volunteer to come
with me.
Be my honour, Matthias.
Thanks, Formole.
(Sniffing)
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You took Cornflower, Furlo.
Wait, stop.
Not simple.
I had to do it.
They held my Glendle c*ptive.
I had no choice.
You would have done the same for
Cornflower, wouldn’t you?
Protect the one you love?
Don’t talk silly.
Why else are you here?
Ah, I see she doesn’t know.
It’s a trap, says I.
Don’t trust he.
I’ll help you if you'll help
me.
How?
Let me show you.
There.
If we work together, we can free
them both.
Get down.
You’ll be seen.
Where’s Cluny?
I’ve got something for him.
Had a change of heart?
I want to be part of the
winning team.
And what part can you play?
Dormouse.
I can deliver the mouse Matthias
to you.
He who has your w*r standard and
defends Redwall.
He who seeks the great Martin
Sword.
How?
He’s by the old otter's dam.
He thought he could trust me.
Ahh.
Ahh.
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Huh.
I’m glad you finally decided
to keep your promise.
What?
I?
I am sorry.
Truly sorry.
It was all my fault.
What?
He’s the one.
He captured me.
It’s alright.
He’s working with us now.
Come on.
Are you sure?
Yes.
To rescue our mouse maidens.
Friends.
Well, come on.
Ha, Cluny swallowed the bait
like a baby perch.
Did Formole get away?
I think so.
I don’t understand.
Why did he kidnap me?
Cluny tried to trade your
life for Glendle’s.
He knew Furlo would never
sacrifice her at any cost.
I’d have done the same for
you.
I mean...
That the spirit.
Tell the girl you care.
Ah, come on.
Thank you, Furlo.
Until we meet again, Warrior.
Ready?
Ready, Matthias.
Breathe.
Get the spice seller.
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(Cheering)
Good to be home.
Are they dead?
Gutted?
Drowned?
Staked out to die?
Ah, well.
(Screaming)
You will never cease to amaze
me, both of you.
And what of Formole?
I don’t know.
Furlo said he got away.
But we haven’t seen him.
He dug a hole to hide in.
Oh, I see.
(Gasping)
(Cheering)
I left when old Cluny Abbott,
Matthias.
But I didn’t leave him high.
(Cheering)
Young Matthias has learned
much.
It pleases me greatly.
Quite the noble warrior, eh?
Generous to a fault, eh?
What, what, what?
Brave and true.
You are a true hero,
Matthias.
You’re just sometimes a bit
late.
But you can make up for it.
I can?
Then I will.
I still have inventory to do.
No.
Help.
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