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Yes.

The Lord showed me that he who strikes his fellow man

is no better than a ravening wolf.

And he who lives by violence

is already dead in his heart.

What does the sword ever bring you but pain and death?

Pain and death, pain and death,

pain and death.

And what is peace

but life and sweetness?

Life and sweetness, life and sweetness.

The day the first sword was forged on earth,

that day there was weeping in heaven.

Shame! � I was a killer.

I raped, I plundered.

But I was not a happy man.

Then the Lord opened my eyes,

and took the sword from my hand, and I found peace.

Has the sword given you happiness? � No!

Has the sword given you plenty? � No!

Do you want to renounce the sword? � Yes!

Then cast it out! Cast it out, cast it out!

Pick them up!

I say!

What are you, warriors or bloodless priests?

This fool, he�s moonstruck!

Are you gonna let him talk you out of your manhood?

Man is made strong by strong heart.

Not by the sword.

Cast out the poisoned blade!

Even now plunderers are massing against us.

And they mean to take what is yours.

How are you going to defend yourselves? On your knees?

You will conquer them with peace! And friendship!

They will come in hate!

But they will leave in love!

It will be a victory greater than the Celts have ever known!

This man booms like an empty wineskin.

No man can return love for hate.

The world is a battlefield.

You say that violence is wrong. � I do.

And you would not defend yourself against an attack?

I would not. � You would not.

Then show me what you would do,

if someone did this.

Now this one.

Why is it everyone comes to me when Rolf runs wild?

I�m not his keeper.

He�s more dangerous now than when he was a bandit.

It was Llud who made him turn to converted.

Now he must put him back the way he was before.

Llud�s not here.

And I�m not the only one in trouble!

This thing is like a plague. It spreads.

Yes, what is it?

We hear that Rolf is preaching marvels in Cornwall.

Some of the men are asking for leave to go and hear him.

No. � But...

I said no.

We must deal with it now.

You go back alone. Kai and I will follow a day later.

Well, why not now?

First, like John the Baptist,

you must pave the way.

My friends, look into yourselves. Deeply into yourselves.

Look for hate, cast it out.

Look for violence, cast it out.

Believe me, friends,

when hate is banished, life is sweet.

Greetings. � Greetings.

I, er...

I�ve been in the wilderness, thinking of your words,

and it has come to me that...

that you�re right, Rolf the Preacher.

And I beg your forgiveness for all the wrong I�ve done you.

There�s no need for that.

They say there�s more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents.

Mark was wrong! � Hey!

And Rolf is right.

Violence is evil. � Hey!

From today there�ll be no more killing in the kingdom of Cornwall.

Hey!

Even the least of life�s creatures shall be safe.

Hey!

No more cattle shall be slain!

The boar shall be safe from the spear!

No more feasting on the fruits of violence!

No more meat shall be eaten!

There shall be peace in life for all living things!

Your zeal does you great credit, Mark,

but the holy word does say

�moderation in all things�.

Man must live.

And so he shall.

He shall live from the things that the gods provide,

the things that grow in the earth.

That may not be enough.

Is the bull strong? And does the bull kill to eat?

Is the horse strong? It can carry a man for fifty leagues!

And does the horse eat its fellow creatures? � Yes, but...

It was you, Rolf, who showed me the light!

Now tell me, am I right or wrong?

Mark is right!

There can be no half measures in the way of peace.

I just want to get it quite clear.

For once I can be as free as I like with the girls of the village,

and there�ll be no reproaches.

Not from me.

What�s that supposed to be?

Herb stew.

You can thank your saintly preacher for this.

Meals without meat aren�t worth eating!

Our wives and daughters don�t believe in your preaching.

They ask why they should suffer because of us.

They will believe in time.

Peace in the heart is worth more than meat in the belly.

What is this, Mark, a burial place, or a village?

Hey, woman.

Get that over a fire. We�re hungry!

That�s my wife you�re talking to.

Lucky man!

Come on, woman, don�t stand about.

And you, my pretty one, go and help her.

Go on, move!

Yes, friend?

How are you, Mark?

We�ll be staying for a day or two.

This�ll do us very well.

But that�s where I�m sleeping.

Holy men can sleep anywhere.

Mark?

Well... in the old days I�d have broken their heads.

And that�s what I�ll do now! � No!

What�s the comfort of a bed compared to the great work?

Here, Gladwen. A bonny girl like you needs feeding!

You too, Maeven.

If your husband won�t look after you, someone else must!

My husband�s watching.

Don�t worry about him.

Are you worried about your husband?

Well, he�s not going to be much good to me on herb soup!

That�s it.

I�m not taking any more of this. � Neither am I.

Stop!

Those men are deliberately provoking you. Can�t you see that?

They live by war, and the sword.

But our wives... � Your wives are in no danger.

They�re just testing you.

If you want to see the sour look of defeat on their faces,

do nothing.

Rolf, you�re a magician!

You can turn men into milkmaids!

What?!

Only children are hurt by words.

Why do you seek to destroy my work?

Because your work will destroy us, all of us.

When can peace destroy?

When it stops men defending what is good and right, and honest and just.

Good cannot be defended by evil.

If you don�t believe in the sword,

why are you the only man in this village still wearing one?

It belonged to my brother.

He was slain when I involved him in a battle with the Picts.

I wear it as a reminder, and a reproach.

That has hurt both of us.

It isn�t going to work.

And the enemy gets closer every day.

I haven�t finished with Rolf the Preacher.

Not yet.

Some more meat, ladies!

Mind what you�re doing!

Stop it! Stop it!

That�s enough!

Stop it! What d�you think you�re doing?

Peace is not easy!

It must be worked for.

Brotherly love on an empty belly is only for saints, Rolf!

Much more of this and I shall look like herb stew!

One more breakfast of that watery stew, and we�ve got them.

Food!

We�d better do something or we�ll lose them.

The boar, somebody must have killed it.

From the hamlet on the ridge.

I told them of our plight, and God moved them to be generous.

No!

Wait!

Thank you, Rolf, for having mercy on our weakness,

but we cannot accept the boar.

Your own teaching tells us so.

It has been slain. We must not profit from violence.

You�re a true son of the Word, Mark.

But put your mind at rest.

The boar was not slain. It fell into a ravine and broke its neck.

It may be eaten.

I thought you were a holy man, Rolf.

I hadn�t expected deceit.

There was no deceit.

No man makes gifts of boars.

How many heads did you break?

God works in strange ways.

I went to the hamlet to beg for charity.

They saw me coming.

Sadly, they thought I was the old Rolf.

Rolf the plunderer.

They must have thought I was leading a raiding party,

so they fled, leaving everything there.

I knew they would have given gladly had I been able to explain.

So I borrowed the food.

The boar died of fright, I suppose.

No. It was a tame boar.

It fled with the rest. It did fall into a ravine.

You have the luck of the devil, Rolf.

I have the luck of God.

He�s got them back!

He can�t do that trick twice. All we need is time.

We haven�t got time.

I�ve had word, the enemy have reached the valley.

I must kill him.

You can�t kill him.

He�ll be even stronger dead than alive.

Nah, that�s old wives� talk. They�ll forget him before he�s cold.

You can�t slay a man in cold blood.

It won�t be in cold blood.

Hey! You!

Rolf the Preacher!

You�re a cheat and a liar!

What?

This is Lendor, from the hamlet on the ridge.

He says you took the boar by force.

It�s true! He came at dawn like a savage bear.

We... we fled in terror.

That�s not so.

I intended no harm.

Arthur knows the truth of it.

You may take in Arthur with your oily tongue.

But you don�t gull me. Not any more.

You�ve made fools of us!

If that�s what you want... � It�s what I know!

You came here with your words of love and peace,

and all the time you were laughing at us.

But no one makes a fool of Mark of Cornwall.

Defend yourself!

I will not fight you.

I see.

Terrifying innocent people like a dawn wolf is one thing,

but meeting a man face to face is another!

I will not fight you.

Then die like a coward!

Where�s Kai?

He�s watching the valley.

Your quarrel was with me. Not him.

Yes.

But you�re the man who can�t fight, aren�t you?

Show me that trick again.

You should not involve yourself in matters that are not your business.

You gave and I took.

If you want to learn about Christianity, you must try the other side too.

Now I give and you take.

What?!

Rolf is right.

Violence is evil.

And if everyone thought like Rolf,

the world would be a better place.

But everyone doesn�t think like Rolf, and until they do,

we must defend ourselves and our kin,

as Rolf defended me just now.

If we do not, others will come and take our land, and we will perish,

and any good that we might bring into this world will perish with us.

Thank you.

I�m not sure that you are right,

but thank you.

That thing, about turning the other cheek.

That takes a lot of iron.

Yes, it does.

Who started it?

Let me tell you about him.

A man of vision and courage.

A man whose name will spread throughout the world.

A man who died for us.

How many men did we lose?

Not one. They didn�t expect us to be ready.

You, collect the weapons.

And tell your friends, if they ever come again, they�ll get the same.

And next time, I won�t turn the other cheek!

What are you gawping at?