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[THEME MUSIC]
The Ruined City? 'Under Me'.
The second and third signs muffed. That's the Ruined City alright.
We must have walked right over it in the snowstorm.
It's my fault. I'd given up repeating the signs.
If I'd been thinking about them I could have seen it was a city,
even in all that snow.
I'm worse, I did see, or partly. I had a feeling we ought to stop.
The truth is, we were so keen on getting to this place,
ever since we met that woman with the black knight,
we'd nearly forgotten about Prince Rilian.
I shouldn't wonder if that isn't exactly what she intended.
What I don't understand, is how could we miss anything as big
and clear as those letters.
We didn't. You fell into it, into the 'E' of 'ME'.
EUSTACE: That was the trench with its three side passages.
It's clear, that the Green Lady
making you think of hot food and hot water,
it was to make you forget about everything else.
Aslan was right to be angry with me.
I should have remembered the signs. What are they? What are they?
Hang on, you told them to me.
I ought to be able to remember them.
First, journey north.
Well, we've done that.
It's my fault, it's all my fault. Oh Aslan.
Aslan: Roar.
Aslan: Roar.
Two, journey north until you come to the Ruined City of the ancient giants.
Three, when you find writing on a stone, do what the writing tells you.
Oh, but...
He always goes just when I want him to explain.
Well, the writing says 'Under Me'. It doesn't make much sense.
Yes it does though.
It means that we've got to look for Prince Rilian under that Ruined City.
But, how?
That's another question.
Well, we shall just have to go back, I suppose.
If we can see the Ruined City from here it can't be far.
Well, there's no point in hanging around for their blessed Autumn Feast.
Let's go now.
Haven't you had any breakfast?
Oh yes.
We're trapped in here.
Oh, come down Scrubb, you know you're never going to manage it.
Anyway, do you think the giants really meant to make us their prisoners?
Whether they did or not, that's what we are.
We'll never get out of here, I shouldn't wonder.
Except, we don't know if we are their prisoners.
It's not their fault that everything's too big for us.
EUSTACE: The important thing is to have a strategy.
If we get out, what do we do next?
Get back to the ruins, stupid. We just a minute ago said so.
We have to get out of Harfang first.
It's clear we won't escape by night.
Once we're in our rooms and the door's shut, we can't get out.
If we try to escape in daylight we'll be seen.
Afternoon could be the best time.
When they're dozy after their midday meal.
Ohhh...good idea, Pole. Above all, we must be merry and bright.
You youngsters are not always in high spirits, you know. You must watch me.
I'll be ever so merry...
merry and frolicsome.
They think I'm a funny fellow already, you know.
You two thought I was rather tipsy last night, didn't you?
No.
Oh, yes you did.
JILL/EUSTACE: Oh no.
Well, most of it was, put on. I thought it might come in handy.
Anyway, we must appear to be happy here,
so the giants won't suspect that we're plotting to escape.
And we'd better keep our eyes open
and learn as much as we can about this place and how we are to escape from it.
That is, if we ever do escape.
[DOOR LATCH OPENING]
Now, my poppets, you must come and see the King and Queen
and all the court setting out on the hunt. Oh, it's such a pretty sight!
Come along, come along.
Now, come along, come along.
It seems we're not prisoners by day, anyway.
They're really friendly. Maybe we've nothing to fear, after all.
Why...they're not riding, they're walking.
PUDDLEGLUM: Can you imagine horses big enough to carry that lot?
JILL: I can't imagine that Queen walking.
If she's going to be around the palace all day, what chance...
Shhh...here she is!
QUEEN: Down!
Oh no, he's being merry and bright. You go into your act.
Oh, Your Majesty you're not going away are you? You will be back soon?
But, of course, my dear. We must be here for the Autumn Feast tomorrow.
QUEEN: We shall be back this evening.
We're so longing for tomorrow night and we do love being here.
We do love being here. And while you're out, we may run over the whole castle
and see everything, mayn't we? So say 'yes' and we may come to the feast?
Oh, you'll be there my dear.
[LAUGHTER]
Onward!
Now, I've work to do, my poppets. I hope you can amuse yourselves?
With the Queen's permission, we're going to explore the castle.
NANNY: Why, of course.
You must feel at home, little ones, for the short time you're with us.
[Whispers] There you are, they don't mean to keep us prisoner.
They are so sweet at that age.
It does seem such a pity...
[METAL BEING HAMMERED]
[PIG SQUEALING]
[MUSIC]
Oh, you are good.
Oh, thank you, everyone's so nice.
Just doing our job, dear.
I can hardly wait for the feast. I wonder what I should wear?
I will be allowed to stay up for it, won't I?
You will, you certainly will.
JILL: I wish it was tomorrow night already.
I do hope the time goes quickly.
Poor little thing...
Where have you been with that girl? Get that pastry done at once!
And what is happening over here? Get those carrots done quickly.
That girl will be the death of me!
Are you preparing for the feast tomorrow night?
We are, young man.
How exciting! What's that?
It smells lovely! May I try it?
COOK: Why not?
You're a growing child. We must fatten you up.
[CAT] Meow, meow.
COOKS ASSISTANT: Shoo, go on, shoo!
That's useful to know.
Why?
We could slip straight out without having to cross the courtyard.
Come on, Puddleglum.
Mm, it's delicious.
It is going to be a wonderful feast. I am looking forward to it.
Now, that's enough, young lady. Otherwise you'll spoil your lunch.
I've never tasted venison before. Isn't it scrumptious?
Alright Pole, you don't have to overdo it with us.
She's very good, they all love her. I've tried to be friendly but...
Girls always do that sort of thing better than boys.
Even boys do it better than Marsh-wiggles.
Here we are. Another nice tender haunch of venison for you.
That stag was lying then. When he was caught, he said,
"Don't kill me, you won't enjoy me, I'm terribly tough."
[LAUGHTER]
Not another bite.
We've been eating a talking stag.
Well, it's awful to think of animals being killed at all
for us to eat, but I suppose to them, if the animals here do talk...
Oh dear, she doesn't understand.
EUSTACE: You've never lived here before, Pole.
Some of my closest friends were talking animals.
I suppose so, but we have to eat.
We've brought down the anger of Aslan.
That's what comes of not attending the signs.
I'm not keen on these giants. We've got to make our break this afternoon.
Come on, hurry up with those turkeys.
I'm not so sure afternoon is the best time.
But it is!
If we're seen in daylight, we can say we're out for a walk.
Which they wouldn't believe if they found us getting out at night.
Don't worry, Pole, we'll manage.
Leave that hatch door open, so the cat can go in and out.
Poor thing.
Well, that's that done then.
The kettle's in it's place, that'll make a nice little cup of tea later.
First, I shall have a little sit down. I might even have forty winks.
As long as that hunting party doesn't come back wanting this and that.
When do they usually come back?
There's no telling with them.
Oh, look, do be quiet and sit down for a bit, dearies.
[FLY BUZZING]
[Whispers] Let's make a dash for it!
I can't stand this.
'Mallard.
This delicious bird can be cooked in a variety of ways'.
A giant cookbook. I wonder what giants eat?
'Man. This elegant little biped has long been valued as a delicacy.
It forms a traditional part of the Autumn Feast, and is served
between the fish and the joint'.
Eustace, Puddleglum, up here, quick!
JILL: Get up here, Puddleglum, hurry.
Look, Man pie.
Oh! 'Marsh-wiggle.
Some authorities think this animal unfit for giants
because of its stringy consistency and muddy flavour'.
Well, is that nice? Is that nice?
Shhh!
I would have thought we'd taste very nice.
EUSTACE: We've done it!
PUDDLEGLUM: No, we haven't. Most dangerous bit's still ahead.
Remember, we're out for a walk.
The moment we look like people running away, we're done for.
These clothes we're in, we must be visible for miles.
We are, we are.
[HUNTING HORN]
JILL: What's that? EUSTACE: It's them!
Keep walking...keep walking.
Release the hounds, or there'll be no Man pies for the feast tomorrow.
After them!
[HUNTING HORN]
[DOGS BARKING]
You did this, you fool!
Let us not loiter.
[DOGS BARKING]
EUSTACE: Come on, let's go!
Puddleglum, come on!
EUSTACE: Look, there's a cave! Come on, Puddleglum!
EUSTACE: Come on, we must get further in.
[GROWLING]
EUSTACE: All join hands.
I would if I could find anyone's hand.
Just feel around and... feel around...
got you!
That's me you've got.
I've found you, Puddleglum, we're all linked up.
Slowly now,
step by step.
There'll be a mortal danger in here,
with dragons...and invisible rivers...
and who knows what.
[BANG]
[SCREAMS]
JILL: Are you here? Oh, say you are, I don't want to be alone in the dark.
EUSTACE: I'm here.
PUDDLEGLUM: So am I. Isn't it warm? We must have fallen a mile underground.
We'll never, never, get back to the surface. We 're in a tomb.
Now, Pole...
Tell me, what are we to do?
I wish I still had my tinderbox, it would come in handy here.
EUSTACE: Yes, where did you have it last?
PUDDLEGLUM: I was trying to remember. I had it when I gave you the eel stew.
I thought it was when the dog chased us into the cave.
PUDDLEGLUM: You might be right there.
Stop it, you two! What difference does it make where he lost it?
He lost it. We're in the earth, hundreds of feet below the ground.
This time I can't see how we're ever going to get out.
I can't see anything.
I'm terribly thirsty.
WARDEN: So, what make you here, creatures of the Overworld?
Who is it? Who's there?
I am the Warden of the Underworld.
WARDEN: With me stands a band of Under-earth men, fully armed.
WARDEN: So, tell me who you are
WARDEN: and what is your purpose here,
WARDEN: in the Deep Realm?
Well, a band of men sounds very grand,
but, in this light, how do we know whether you're bluffing or not?
You might only have two, or one.
Now do you believe?
PUDDLEGLUM: Look at 'em.
If these chaps don't teach me to take a serious view of life,
I don't know what will.
PUDDLEGLUM: Did you ever see such sorrowful counternounces?
Shhh!
So, now, answer my question. Why have you come here to the Deep Realm?
We fell down by accident.
Many fall down and few return to the sunlit lands.
Make you ready now to come with me to the Queen of the Deep Realm.
What would she want with us?
I know not, young insolence. Her will is not to be questioned, but obeyed.
Well...stand up.
WARDEN: March.
I can't! I can't go into there and I won't!
You must follow the others!
I can't!
You don't understand. She hates being underground, she hates being in dark,
EUSTACE: closed-up spaces like this.
You must go on.
PUDDLEGLUM: I'll tell you what, Pole. I'll go first
and you can hold onto my heels and Scrubb can go behind
and he'll hold onto your heels
and that way it won't be too bad.
EUSTACE: I felt just like you do up on that cliff-top
when we first came here, Pole.
EUSTACE: Come on, you must try.
PUDDLEGLUM: There is one good thing about being underground.
EUSTACE: What's that?
You don't get any rain.
No, don't touch!
Who is that old fellow?
WARDEN: That is old Father Time,
who once was a King in Overland.
Now he has sunk down into the Deep Realm and dreams of all the things
that are done in the world above. They say he will awake.
When?
At the end of the world.
Many sink down and few return to the sunlit lands.
WARDEN: This way now.
Argh...
Whatever's the matter?
I'm a Marsh-wiggle! I need the sky and the wind,
I need the sun. I need the sun, I can't take any more of this!
Yes you can, Puddleglum. We're with you, it can't be long now.
I need the sun...I need the sun.
I'm so thirsty...so thirsty.
Don't worry, Pole. I'm sure we'll find water soon.
JILL: Look, water!
Come on.
What are you doing? Stop there!
WARDEN: Stop!
Waste no time now. We must go aboard.
WARDEN: Ahoy!
EUSTACE: Is that the person you're taking us to?
Person? Impious child, she is the Queen of all this vast Underworld.
WARDEN: So, creatures of the Overworld, go aboard. Move!
I'm not going anywhere under her banner.
Insolence! She is the Queen and must be obeyed without question. Come.
EUSTACE: Don't touch me!
Cast off.
[EERIE MUSIC]
[THEME MUSIC]
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