Transcripts - Forever Dreaming

Farnese: We finally found you, Black Swordsman!

Knights: Hey, look.

Knights: Is that a sword?

Knights: No way...

Knights: How could anyone wield that?

F: This man is

the Hawk of Darkness.

F: We are the Holy See's Holy Iron Chain Knights.

F: We have made haste, by order of the Miracle Certification Bureau,

to take you to the Holy See.

F: You will not be harmed if you lay down your sword and surrender.

F: If not, we swear upon God that you will be captured!

G: I don't recall doing anything that'd make a priest arrest me.

F: How callous...

F: What is all that blood from?

F: While tracking you,

F: we saw the bodies of a monk, his daughter, and countless others.

P: Guts...

F: The time for talk is over!

F: This is God's will!

F: Troops, capture the Black Swordsman!

P: This doesn't look good...

P: What are you gonna do?

Title: The Holy Iron Chain Knights

G: Listen, I'll create an opening.

G: When I do, race through the forest.

Casca: But...

G: Don't get me wrong!

G: Do you really want to die like this, in the middle of nowhere?

G: A good blade should rest in a scabbard.

G: You should return to the master of your sword!

Knight: What's his deal?

Knight: He can't use his sword at all.

P: Guts!

G: I can't get a good grip.

Knights: Great!

Knights: Have at him!

Knights: Idiot, don't k*ll him!

Knights: H-He's fast...

Knights: Stop, you'll k*ll him.

Knights: His false hand! Watch that hand!

Knights: Calm down! Don't get worked up!

Knights: Surround him! Don't let him move around!

Knights: We'll just hit each other...

Azan: No!

F: Idiots! We can't k*ll him!

Azan: The whole lot of you is pathetic...

Azan: How can a single fugitive have you in such disarray?

Serpico: You can't blame them.

Serpico: The Holy Iron Chain Knights, also known as the "Spoiled Brat Knights,"

Serpico: are full of pampered heirs their noble families wanted safe.

Serpico: They're here for the prestige and safety the order affords.

Serpico: Most have never fought in a real battle.

Azan: Thank you for the lecture.

Azan: So, why are you here, Sir Serpico?

Serpico: Oh, come now...

Serpico: I'm sure you know.

Serpico: I became an officer of arms because I hate the sight of blood—

F: Good... Now! Secure him!

Serpico: Oh, crap.

F: This is the Black Swordsman...

F: His malice is unmistakable.

F: He is the one written of in Revelations.

Azan: Lady Farnese...

Azan: As Serpico stated,

Azan: given our troops' combat inexperience, we face mounting casualties

Azan: if we seek to overwhelm him with numbers.

Azan: I ask that you allow me, Azan, to undertake this task!

Azan: Back, back!

Azan: Back, I say!

Knight: Vice-commander...

Knight: Sir Azan!

Azan: I am Azan, Second-in-Command of the Holy Iron Chain Knights!

P: Wow, we'll never run out of surprises around here.

G: Iron Staff Demon Azan?

G: I've heard of you.

G: I believe you're also called the Knight of the Bridge.

Azan: Oh?

P: You know this guy, Guts?

Guts: The story goes that an injured old man was standing on a narrow bridge.

Guts: The Knight of the Bridge was a curious guy,

Guts: who refused to let an army of a hundred mounted men pass

Guts: because he was protecting that guy.

Azan: That was a long time ago.

G: People laughed and said he could've ended it by carrying the old man to the other side.

Azan: A knight has a duty to uphold his code of chivalry!

Azan: My circumstances led to being a cleric knight.

Azan: In any event, I have named myself.

Azan: If you are a knight, courtesy demands you reciprocate!

G: I'm no knight...

G: I'm Guts.

G: Just "Guts," old man.

Azan: Very well, Guts...

Azan: Prepare yourself!

Serpico: He's so old-fashioned.

Azan: Prepare to break at least one or two bones!

Guts: One or two bones, eh?

Guts: I can't keep dodging with this gimpy leg.

Guts: And the old man isn't just an idiot who relies on brute strength.

Azan: You nimble trickster!

Azan: Summer Showers Thrust!

Knights: Vice-commander Azan!

Azan: I would commend you.

Azan: But given your lack of offense, your execution lacks finesse.

Azan: Your swordsmanship affirmed its battle-testing.

Azan: I'll admit it thrilled me, hearkening to my own past.

Azan: I must apply myself to the order with greater diligence,

to mend my foolish ways.

G: sh*t...

G: I can barely feel my limbs anymore.

G: What should I do?

Azan: A frontal att*ck?

Azan: Commendable resolve!

Azan: What?

Azan: I was careless!

Knights: Lady Farnese!

F: I was the one who put him down?

Knights: Well done, Lady Farnese.

Knights: You really are our Lady Commander!

Knights: Hey, you! Get up!

Knights: Wait, is he dead?

Knights: He's unconscious. He seems to be asleep.

Knights: Oh, Tonio!

Knights: He was a good man...

Azsan: Lady Farnese, please order a retreat.

Azsan: Lady Farnese, was this the first blood you've drawn?

Azsan: As one who wields a sword, you mustn't fear it.

Azsan: But always remember the weight of a life taken,

Azsan: so long as you have men under your command.

Knights: What's this?

F: Very well!

F: All troops, retreat!

Griffith: Hey, are you alive?

G: Yeah, somehow.

Griffith: Well, you're a hard one to k*ll.

Griffith: Here.

Griffith: Good work.

Griffith: On the b*ttlefield, a common soldier's life is worth less than a single silver coin.

Griffith: In this day and age, most people are

Default - flashback: ,abused by royalty and the nobility.

Griffith: Well, not that even kings can live as they please.

Griffith: Everyone is merely swept along by the tide.

Griffith: The tide known as fate.

Griffith: And their lives spent,

Griffith: they vanish into its depths.

Griffith: They die before learning who they truly are.

Griffith: Some, regardless of rank or station, are born as key individuals,

Griffith: who will shape this world.

Griffith: They are the true privileged class.

Griffith: I want to know who I am in this world.

Griffith: What I am capable of,

Griffith: and what I am meant to do.

Griffith: How strange.

Griffith: I've never spoken to anyone about this before.

G: At that moment,

G: the man appeared to me as something beautiful, noble, and absolute.

Knights: We have brought the Black Swordsman.

F: Enter.

Knights: Yes, my lady.

F: Well done.

F: After you bind him to the post, you are free to go.

Knights: But that would—

F: No need for concern.

F: With those gigantic shackles, what harm could he possibly do?

Knights: We shall inform the vice-commander, then.

F: That won't be necessary.

Knights: But...

F: Further, instruct the guards to leave this tent until I order otherwise.

Knights: But if something should happen...

Knights: We should inform the vice-commander.

F: What is your name and rank?

F: You dare say you cannot follow my order

unless the vice-commander tells you to?!

F: Tell me, who is the Supreme Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights?

Knights: Yes, my lady! It is you, Commander Farnese!

Knights: I deeply regret speaking out of turn!

F: As long as you bear this in mind. Leave.

Knights: Yes, my lady!

F: Black Swordsman...

F: Or should I say... Guts, was it?

F: Before we deliver you to the Holy See,

F: it falls to me, as one of the grand tribunal's junior members,

F: to ask you a few simple questions.

F: Why do you laugh, cur?!

G: Oh, I was just thinking that I have the worst luck

G: with God and things of that ilk.

F: Blasphemy. I shan't allow you to blaspheme a second time.

F: The Band of the Hawk.

F: A band of mercenaries, hired by Midland.

F: The Band of the Hawk.

F: An elite m*llitary force that won countless victories,

F: their m*llitary prowess was said to be peerless.

F: But they plotted treason against the royal family, becoming wanted fugitives.

F: However, the entire company vanished into thin air overnight.

F: No one heard, even in rumors, that the bounty was claimed.

F: Did someone obliterate them?

F: All we know is that there are very few survivors.

F: Th-The leader of the Band of the Hawk was Griffith.

F: After he went missing,

F: it's said a woman replaced him as their leader.

F: It's also said that the captain of their raiders

F: wielded a massive sword and could slay a hundred men with ease.

F: You seem to match his description.

F: And if I recall, his name was...

F: Also...

F: A questionable item,

one that would conceivably be in a heretic's possession...

Griffith: Nice, isn't it?

F: If this is a heathen idol,

F: you will be tried as a heretic.

F: If you do not wish to endure that, you should confess everything now.

F: Is that not preferable to

F: being interrogated under t*rture, then b*rned at the stake?

F: Answer me, cur!

G: Do you believe in God and the devil?

F: What's your point?

F: Are you trying to blaspheme yet again?

G: Have you ever met God?

F: God does not show us His miraculous existence on this Earth so easily.

F: Through our faith, God is always with us.

F: In our souls and up in Heaven.

F: Wh-Why do you laugh?

G: What a picture-perfect response.

G: Did you learn that in a convent?

G: On a b*ttlefield, a nobleman said the exact same thing,

G: burning a city to the ground, with its women and children.

G: I'm not talking about some shitty, useless god

G: who's just an empty decoration.

G: A confession would be a waste of time.

G: I have no intention of repenting,

G: and I don't think you'll learn anything, even if I told you.

G: Just go say a prayer for me in some moldy temple, will you?

F: You cur!

P: You just had to say that?

F: Cur,

F: how dare you blaspheme in front of me,

Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights?

F: I was prepared to show mercy,

F: in consideration of your injuries, but no longer!

F: I shall make you talk,

F: even if it means flaying the skin from your body!

F: I swear this by my faith!

G: You're trying way too hard, aren't you?

G: Be it God or your rank,

whatever weight you're trying to throw around won't earn loyalty.

G: Not like that Knight of the Bridge commands.

G: If you ask me,

G: you're just like that idol you worship, all empty inside.

F: You...

F: You!

F: How dare you?!

Azan: Lady Farnese!

Azan: Excuse me... Just what is going on?

Azan: Lady Farnese, what is the meaning of this?

F: Why all this commotion?

F: I am simply questioning him,

before we deliver him to the Holy See.

Azan: However, this is...

F: I am finished.

F: Return him to his cell.

F: You are dismissed, as well.

Azan: Lady Farnese...

F: Did you not hear me?

F: I said, you are dismissed!

Azan: As you wish.

F: Do not unshackle him.

F: Tend his wounds, and leave him in the cell.

Azan: Take him!

Knights: Yes, sir!

Serpico: Don't be so rough on our commander, please.

Serpico: She may not look it, but she can be quite charming.

G: I can't afford to be wasting time here.

G: sh*t.

G: I don't have time to be playing nice with these lunatics.

G: Casca...

G: And...

It's nearly time.

G: sh*t...

G: Unarmed and imprisoned,

G: not to mention not in the best shape.

G: What to do?

P: Hup!

G: I guess I had this guy.

P: I'm here to save you, Guts.

P: See, you can escape with this key.

G: Why are you here?

P: Elves have a strong sense of responsibility.

P: What're you gonna do?

G: I'm getting my stuff back.

G: It's everything I have, after all.

P: But your weapons are in that woman's tent.

G: That's perfect.

G: Depending how it goes, we'll take her hostage.

P: What?

G: I don't give a rat's ass if I end up having to k*ll the lot of them.

G: There's someone I need to find, no matter what.

G: I don't give a damn what happens to those who try to stop me.

P: What's going on?

F: Oh, God... Please guide me.

F: You!

P: Oh, man...

G: Charming, huh?

P: You were hurt pretty bad.

P: You can't swing it around this soon. You'll reopen the wound.

G: Guess I'm still at half strength.

Knights: Lady Farnese, we have an emergency.

Knights: The Black Swordsman has...

Knights: You—

P: That's brutal.

G: Guess I'll have to ask her along, after all.

A fire!

Knights: The Black Swordsman has escaped!

Knights: Stop it from spreading to the other tents!

Azan: Lady Farnese!

Azan: You...

Azan: How did you...

G: Step aside, old man.

Azan: You think you can escape with those injuries?

G: Yeah, I do.

G: The practice of burning people to death isn't limited to clerics, is it?

G: Well?

G: I'll burn her ass.

Azan: Taking a woman hostage... You coward!

Azan: You leave us no choice.

Azan: Fall back, everyone.

G: Sorry.

P: What have you done?

G: Don't worry.

Azan: Hurry!

Azan: Gather the horses!

Azan: This is my biggest folly yet.

Azan: We cannot let him escape!

Azan: Who's that?

P: You're unbelievable.

P: Who do you think you have to thank for being able to run this far?

G: The horse.

P: Then apologize to the horse.

G: Sorry, horse.

P: As long as you remember that.

G: Hey.

G: How the tables have turned, eh?

G: Quit struggling...

G: With your hands tied, if you fall on these rocks, you'll die!

P: Don't worry.

P: We won't eat you or anything.

P: Oh, I'm Puck.

F: Let me go, cur!

F: How dare you treat the Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights this way—

G: Shut up.

P: Oh, hey!

G: Keep this up, and I'll just knock you out again.

G: Sorry, you'll have to come along for now.

G: And there's something I want to ask you.

F: This is humiliating!

F: How could a heretic do this to me?

F: Let me down!

F: I'd rather fall and die than listen to you!

F: No!

G: Just calm down a bit, will you?

P: Jeez, isn't he capable of love for his fellow man?

G: Nope.

P: Sorry, miss.

F: How dare you? Don't mock me!

G: What are you doing?

P: She isn't looking.

G: Huh?

P: She isn't trying to see me.

P: She can't...

P: She can't see elves.

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