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(Thunderclap)

(Wind howling)

We're shipping water!

All hands! All hands!

Caspian, what can I do?

Get below to your cabin, child! Get below!

Hold fast!

(Men shouting)

Get a bucket, Eustace, and start bailing!

- I'm not risking my life! - Do as you're told!

Get to work, boy!

(Shouting)

Majesty! Your Majesty!

- You must come to safety. - No, nonsense!

- You must! - Hold fast, man!

Hold!

Get the spar on the main deck!

Come on, men! Steady as you can!

Get the spar up!

Up!

(Caspian) Captain.

We've come through the storm.

But who knows what other hazards lie ahead?

There's many of us wonder about that, Your Majesty.

The men heard wild rumors in Narrowhaven.

Ah, yes, that the world is flat

and if we sail far enough eastwards, we'll tip over the edge.

We'll be caught forever in the seas that swell perpetually around the rim of the world.

Or be consumed, the lot of us,

by the magic fire that everlastingly burns the eastern sea.

But past all hazards, there is Aslan's country, beyond the end of the world.

- Well, we can't get there. - Who says so?

(Caspian) Reepicheep, save your strength to fight enemies not friends.

What is it, Captain?

The wind.

The wind has dropped away.

I should jolly well hope so after that storm.

Yes, ma'am.

Two of them are like this, stove in in the storm.

We've almost no water left, sire.

Food?

Most of it ruined.

We've rations enough for perhaps two days.

I'm sure we'll find land soon.

With oodles of fresh food and water? Come off it, Lucy.

We will find land, won't we, Captain?

I don't know, ma'am.

I've known ships to be lost for weeks.

And we've food and water for two days.

This must be the worst-organized expedition ever!

Sip it slowly, men. Make it last.

They're common sailors. You're King and Queen. Why don't you get your ration first?

I would have thought that that was obvious.

They have to work harder than us and need to keep their strength up.

Rubbish. Caspian doesn't work them hard enough.

This whole ship should be repaired by now.

That's not possible, young fella, till we strike land. We need new timbers.

Rhince?

- They're bone idle. - Shut up, worm!

They're starved, and they only get two cups of water a day.

But I have told Caspian it is common knowledge that perspiration cools people down.

So the men would need less water if they worked harder!

And there'd be all the more for us, you mean?

That is disgusting, Eustace, even for you. Will you look at the state the men are in?

He's been nagging for days. Ought to be clapped in irons.

Please, Reepicheep.

Lucy? Boys?

- Eustace! - Oh, get off me.

She got more than me!

- Not true, my lord. - Nonsense. Come on now, drink up.

You're cheating me of my proper ration! I've been ill! I should get more!

You're not ill now! Everyone gets the same! Now move along!

(Keys rattle)

(Splash)

Ha!

And what do you think you're doing?

Getting a breath of fresh air. What's it to do with you?

- Why the mug? - I... I was just...

Thief! Thief!

- Wake up, everyone! To the cask! - Pipe down, you horrid little beast!

Little beast! En garde!

- What's happening here? - Nothing!

Nothing but outright theft of our precious water, sire.

Eustace! That's awful!

Shame on you, lad.

Anyway, what was that thing doing prowling around the decks at night?

Well, everybody knows why, squirt.

The mouse, being too small for deck duty by day,

has been told to guard the cask at night.

Well, masters, what are we to do with this thief?

I'd give him the lash.

Eustace, apologize.

Apologize to us all, the men included!

I most certainly will not!

Eustace!

I'm sorry.

That will do for now.

But next time anyone is found stealing the water, it will mean two dozen of the best.

Eustace, I know how you suffer, but everyone else is feeling just as thirsty,

and we must all make the best of it.

Back to bed, men. It's all over.

Oh, Lord.

Lord Aslan, a breeze.

A wind, sire!

A wind!

(Reepicheep) Land ahoy! Land ho!

(Edmund) Where?

Mountains! It has mountains!

Is it an island or is it a new land?

No one knows, missy.

We have no charts for these seas.

(Drinian) We need timber for a new spar, sire.

Aye, Captain. I'll put some men onto it straightaway. Lads?

- Timber for a new spar. - Aye, sir.

Pinewood too, if you can find it.

Oh, dear. I'm so weak. I can't possibly do any work.

You're exactly as weak or as strong as any of us. Now get to it!

Go and get some food for us.

Everything all right, Rynelf?

Hey, Lucy, could you get some wood for a fire, please?

(Eustace) I'm not staying here.

First day ashore for weeks, and they expect me to work like a common seaman.

A bit of exploring will do me good.

I'll rejoin them when they've finished their day's work.

Mustn't lose my way, though.

The boat and the beach can only be a few minutes' walk away.

Well, that would happen.

Can't see a thing.

Don't talk to yourself. It's the first sign of...

This is terrible.

It's so quiet.

Quietest place I've ever been in.

I'd better get back.

There's no sense of time, too.

I've been here two minutes or two hours.

What if that dratted Caspian and the others go aboard and sail off without me?

They all hate me.

They're just as likely to leave me here to the...

cannibals and wild beasts.

Well, they're not walking out on me.

I think this is the way.

Where's that blighter Eustace?

Oh, I'd forgotten all about him.

If I know Eustace, he's found some place to dodge work all day,

and will be back as soon as his nostrils twitch to the smell of cooking.

I hope so. I'd hate him to be lost.

Where's the sea?

Where am I?

Wish I'd never come.

(Hissing)

This is an odd place.

Sounds as if there's something down there.

(Growling)

Something like...

A dragon?

(Growling)

It doesn't seem to have seen me.

(Growling)

What's wrong with it?

Bet that it's some trick to lure me down.

Well, there's no smoke coming from it.

It doesn't seem to be moving.

(Gasps)

Treasure! It's all mine!

A golden bracelet.

I'm rich, I'm rich!

Diamonds.

Rubies.

A pearl.

And the others aren't gonna get any of it.

- Eustace! - Eustace!

Oh, confound the little worm!

Let me try with this.

(Horn sounds)

- Eustace! - Eustace!

- Eustace! - Why did he have to slink off like that?

- I've just about had enough of him. - But we must do something.

He may have got lost or fallen in a hole or been captured by savages.

Aye, ma'am, or killed by wild beasts.

Good riddance if he has.

Master Rhince! You never spoke a word that became you less.

This fellow is no friend of mine but he is of the Queen's blood

and it concerns our honor to find him

and to avenge him if he is dead.

(Yawning)

Of course we'll find him.

Tomorrow.

If we can.

(Yawns) That bracelet's tight.

- (Snarling) - What's that?

(Snarling)

Another dragon!

Oh, what a fool I've been.

The brute had a mate and it's lying right beside me.

(Snarling)

Maybe if I move very carefully away from it...

(Snarling)

- (Screeching) - What's that?

(Roaring and screeching)

(Roaring)

Oh! Oh! I'm going to be eaten by a dragon!

I can hear it crawling after me. Oh, no!

Oh, a dragon crawling after me!

Oh, no! Oh!

Oh! Oh, no!

(Gasps)

I am a dragon.

Oh, no! I'm a dragon.

A dragon!

Oh, no! Oh, what am I going to do?

(Snarling)

Sire!

- Over here! - (Growling)

This island may be more dangerous than we thought.

Courage, comrades.

Those brutes can fly, Your Majesty.

We'd better stick together and get back to the camp.

(Snarling)

So, I am a dragon.

Good.

Now I can get even with Caspian and Edmund.

- (Snarling) - Except... they're better than nothing.

And I've a feeling it's going to be a pretty lonely life here as a dragon, all on my own.

- (Snarling) - Oh, dear. Oh...

Oh!

- (Snarling) - Oh!

Well...

better try to get back to them.

But what a climb!

Wow!

I can fly! I can fly!

What a view!

(Snarling)

This is the best surprise I've had for days.

Whee!

(Laughing)

(Drinian) Back to the camp!

Here I go.

Fantastic.

Fantastic.

We are in great danger. It's landed on the beach.

Where?

Between us and the ship.

Our arrows will be useless against dragons and they're not at all afraid of fire.

- With Your Majesty's leave... - No, Reepicheep.

You are not to attempt single combat with it.

What do we do, sire?

Keep close watch, and in the morning go down to the beach and give it battle.

- Aye. - Who will give battle?

As many of us as it takes. We have to kill that beast.

(Snarling)

(Snarling)

Come.

(Snarling)

(Snarling)

(Snarling)

(Snarling)

(Snarling)

(Caspian) Be careful now.

(Snarling)

- (Snarling) - What's it wagging its head like that for?

There's something coming from its eyes.

(Growls)

(Growling)

- Why, it's crying! - Pay no heed to that, ma'am.

That's what crocodiles do to get you off your guard.

It's wagging its head as if it meant to say no.

You don't think it can understand what we're saying?

- Dragon! Can you understand speech? - (Growling)

- Can you speak? - (Growling)

Then it is idle to ask you your business, but if you swear friendship with us...

- (Rumbling growl) - ..raise your left foreleg.

(Growling)

- Drinian, look at that. - (Growling)

There's a device upon the gold.

(Drinian) That I've seen before.

Of course you have. It's the mark of a great Narnian family.

This is the arm ring which belonged to the missing Lord Octesian.

Villain! Have you devoured a Narnian lord?

(Growling)

Perhaps this is the Lord Octesian turned into a dragon under an enchantment.

- (Growling) - Are you the Lord Octesian?

(Growling)

Are you someone enchanted?

- Someone human put under a spell? - (Growling)

Oh, you're not...

Eustace?

- Eustace! - (Laughter)

- It's Eustace! - Eustace!

It's Eustace!

- (Growling) - Poor Eustace.

And you can't even tell us how it happened?

Well, never mind. We'll all stand by you.

And I'm sure there must be some way of disenchanting you.

(Growling)

All the same, what are we to do with him?

- He could be of great practical use. - (Growling)

Here, Dragon! Er... Eustace?

- (Growling) - I've got a suggestion for you.

As you can fly all over the island, you can do a great number of...

jobs for us.

(Drinian chuckles)

We have a new spar for the top mast, sire!

- And a beauty it will be! - Well done, Eustace!

(Growls)

Well, we're nearly ready to sail away, so we have to face it.

What are we to do with him? We can't take him with us. He'd never fit below decks.

- Could he stay on deck? - Not in rough weather.

Couldn't he keep up by flying?

However we did it, there's still one problem. How are we going to feed him?

Well, we can't just leave him behind. Can we?

(Growling)

(Growling)

(Growling)

(Growling)

(Growls)

(Growling)

It is not enough.

No.

You have still not shed all that needs to be shed to get down to you,

the good, essential you that lies within.

I must do it for you.

Now.

(Growling)

Now.

(Growling)

Now!

(Growling)

(Splashing)

Oh!

(Growls)

It was a lion, but a big, kind, quiet lion with piercing eyes.

- You've seen Aslan. - The one you always talk about?

Oh, yes, he's seen Aslan.

Anyway, it is good to be back with you.

Oh.

And I brought the bracelet to prove it.

We have found our second lord.

Too late.

The Lord Octesian must have perished on this island.

Let us leave this here for all time with him.

Ha!

Victory!

He's won three times in a row. It's not fair.

Eustace, don't start. You've been so nice since you were a dragon.

True, it was the absolute making of you.

Hello, we've gone about!

(Eustace) What are those funny little islands?

Well, I'll swear they weren't there two minutes ago.

On deck, shipmates. I smell danger.

(Lucy) Other islands! We've seen other islands!

I did see them!

- They've gone! - Sire!

- (Roars) - (Lucy screams)