King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table (2017) Script

In medieval England, the kingdom of Camelot was under attack.

I, King Arthur, and the remaining Knights of the round table were driven deep below Camelot where the final battle against the evil sorceress, Morgana, would decide the future of mankind.

Destroy them!

Stop them!

Morgana! Merlin, end this!

Down on your knees.

I said, get on your knees!

Harmony.

Unity.

Freedom.

The Kingdom of Camelot had all of this until the bowels of hell vomited up two beings who defy law and logic.

Mordred.

Your soulless heart is nothing more than a foul regurgitation of your mother's sick incestuous obsession of me.

You burned down our monasteries and convents hoping that we would worship you as a god instead.

How mistaken you are.

And Morgana le Fay, whose mad attempt to make my wife infertile only resulted in cursing the entire world.

Because of you, every woman and animal is now barren.

The Earth itself refused to grow and feed us.

You want me to reverse the spell?

Make me Camelot's true monarch.

No more spells!

The only way of expelling your black magic is by stripping the world of the source that cursed it to begin with.

You plan to kill me with my own sword?

Excalibur is mine.

The Excalibur is a part of me more than my own blood, I was cradled in the gold it's made with.

And I have far more control of the gemstone than you think.

For I am the real Lady of the Lake.

What you created shall destroy you.

Kill me, and I'll come back as a demon and possess you.

Send me to Hell and I'll copulate with Satan himself.

I grant you immunity from age and sickness.

Death is too merciful.


Emit the sword.

Mother!

What have you done to her?

The same thing I've done to myself.

Now all the world's magic is contained in Excalibur.

Arthur, I plead with you, send them to hell.

And what becomes of the sword?

Magic is like matter. They are all the same thing.

They come in many forms, but we just have to keep them away from the human beings.

Get on the throne.

Arthur! Punish me, but spare our son.

I said get on the throne! Please. Arthur.

-Please! -Get on the throne now!

You want Camelot?

It's yours.

Forever!

Is this how we're going to spend immortality?

Hurtling endlessly into oblivion?

It may take years. Centuries even.

But I will reclaim the power that was taken from me.

And boil the veins of Arthur's bloodline.

I swear it!


Okay, I give up.

You know, if you kill me, you have to cook dinner for yourself tonight.

Tomm yam goong?

How about steak and potatoes?

Okay. I love local food.

Such chivalry. King Arthur would be proud.

Or is it King Richard?

You've been talking to my cousin, haven't you?

Are we going to move into a castle?

Stop teasing me.

Isn't that what tomorrow is all about?

A chance for the descendants of the Knights of the Round Table to meet up and fight?

Look, if Gunner wants to believe our family used to run around wearing suits of armor, slaying dragons, that's fine.

But not me.

Which one are you related to?

Like I follow that genealogy crap.

Come on. Just tell me.

I don't know. Sir Kay. Or Sir Galahad.

Or Sir Motorboat.

Your shoulder again?

Always there to remind me why I didn't make the NFL draft.

Are you going to be okay for the tournament tomorrow?

Yeah. I'll compete in a wheelchair if I have to.

I came all the way out here on my leave specifically for the tournament.

I've got to show the family I'm still number one.

You know, it's not that serious.

Besides, I don't want you to be too sore to climb Bell Mountain.

Look, I'll go see Elaine in the morning. She'll set it right.

Is she really related to Merlin?

I am going to kill Gunner for filling your head with all these stories.

What? He says it's true. And that Elaine hides out in Bangkok to stay anonymous.

All I know is she makes more money massaging millionaires than I make busting my ass for the Marines.

You know, I kind of like the idea of you being a Knight in shining armor.

Although the whole "damsel in distress" is not my thing.

It's okay.

I got enough distress for both of us.

Here?

The doors are locked.

We're alone.

And, it's kind of a dojo tradition.

You hate traditions.

Yeah but...

I could get used to this one.

What the?

Look.

Should we make a wish?

I mean, It's probably just space junk.

Okay.

-That one right there. -Okay.

I wish...

I guess that wish wasn't meant to be.

Well, we'll just have to make another wish.

I can think of one.

What's that?

It's my wish.

Penn.

Are you asking me what I think you're asking me?

Well, unless you say no.

Then I got to think of another question.

Yes.

Yes. Yes.

God, Penn.


The scan has confirmed no one is aware.

The meteor shower cloaked our descent for the perfect diversion.

Although our landing was imperfect.

We can't risk being seen until I have my powers back.

Where are their defenses?

It's a wonder that an advanced species hasn't enslaved this planet yet.

Because the magic is still here.

Merlin could only hide it, not destroy it.

The Excalibur is nearby.

Shielding this pathetic world from the sorcery that is rightfully mine.

I will get it back... and make this world pay for what Arthur did to us.

Perhaps we should think about our attire.

They will suffice.

Excuse me, that's a lovely outfit.

A touch of the old.

Let's go.

Maybe I should just get surgery.

Surgery is just a temporary solution.

What I offer is much more permanent.

Good. 'Cause I can't fly to Bangkok every week like your rich clients can.

Don't worry. I never charge family.

We're second cousins who haven't seen each other in five years.

I mean, that hardly counts as family.

Well, I'm an only child, so I'll take what I can get.

Then you should join us!

It's really just an excuse to reunite the black sheep of the family and catch up with some old friends.

I can't.

We're booked solid with a football team, soccer team... whatever you all call it.

And you're still tense. What's bothering you?

I was supposed to find out about a promotion before I came out here.

But so far, nothing.

Looks like I'll always be a grunt.

Maybe you need a change.

To what?

Sword fighter for hire?

Bro. Really? What are you doing here?

You missed breakfast. Everybody was there. I did the scene from Lionheart.

And I'm telling you, I was pretty spot on.

-How did you find me? -Jenna told me.

And again, who is this "Sir Motorboat" you're talking about? Really?

I don't have time for this. Nice to see you guys.

Catch up tonight? I got swords!

-I'll try! I'll try. -I got these swords.

-So I expect for you to be there. -Look, I'll try.

It's been way too long.

-Well, I'm going to take you up on it. -All right.

So, I can't even slide you a tip?

No. Just pay me by making the family proud and by moving to Bangkok, yeah?

-All right. Deal. -All right. See you.

We've got a busy day ahead of us. Don't overdo it.

I'm fine.

-I can call in a replacement. -I told you I'm fine.


Elaine, the soccer team is here.

We can rest before we go inside.

No. The Excalibur is inside.

Once I have it back, I'll never know pain again.


Can I help you?

What is it that you help people with here?

Sports therapy. Massages.

A house of whores.

It's not as bad as I thought.

Why would a sword be in here?

A sword?

Yes. A very large sword.

We have nothing like that here.

Yes, you do.

And how could you be so sure of that?

Call it a mother's instinct.

Umm. Helen, see to our guests. I'll be back.

Is this structure apt for our use?

Minimal exits. Solid build. Population of 8.

All fit and healthy.

Suitable specimens for implantation?

I think so.

Especially this one.

Come on, Tasha!


You guys know, there's no losers in this dojo.

But we have to have a winner.

So she is... Tasha Baron, of the house Tristan.

Make some noise.

I was undefeated before our match.

I won't tell if you won't. And I mean it, don't tell.

If my probation officer finds out I was handling a weapon, he'll freak out.

It was hard enough to get permission to leave the country.

Okay?

Did Elaine teach you these moves?

-She's weird. -You think everyone is weird.

You're my kind of weird.

Just ignore him.

-Excuse me for a second. -Penn.

Gunner?

-What's up, buddy? How are you? -Nice guest list.

-Yeah, kinda was cordial and invited everybody, man. -How could you do this to me?

-I didn't think he was actually going to show up. -I specifically told you...

Pendragon.

Hello, Lucas.

Congratulations on your engagement.

Yeah. Jenna called me last night.

I called because I had 50 missed calls from you since you landed in Bangkok.

Can you just respect that I'm with... It's okay.

I understand.

I'm really happy for you.

Especially when I heard about the bad news.

Bad news?

What? They didn't tell you?

I didn't get promoted to Captain, did I?

I tried to put in a good word for you.

So, who do I report to?

You're looking at him.

New orders kick in next week when we report back to duty.

You got a problem?

Hey! Hey fellas. Guys.

Calm down. If you want to talk about this outside, you can.

-But remember, you're in the dojo. -Why should we move?

I'm ready to fight.

Well, at least use the sparring swords. 'Cause I don't need this

-place to be a blood bath, all right? -Let's do it.

Let's make some noise guys. Let's make some noise for them.


Hey. We know there's no losers in here!

But we need to have a winner.

So with that, your winner, ladies and gentlemen.

From the House of Lancelot, Lucas Evergreen.

Good spar.

You're an admirable opponent, Pendragon.

I hope you make her happy some day.

She was pretty pissed off when we broke up in college.

Is there like a comic convention in town?

-Hello? -Disable communications.

Hello?!

Who are you?

I am Morgana le Fay.

Instigator of the Green Army.

Ruler of the Fortunate Isle.

I am the Ultimate Sorceress of Camelot.

And someone here is in possession of my private property.


It's here, I know it.


Give me the ball.

You don't have to kill her.

No. But I want to.

Follow her.

And don't come back without the Excalibur.

Yes, Mummy.


As you guys all know, these blades date back to the original founding fathers of the Knights of the Round Table.

After battle, they would recite the Oath of Chivalry.

Let's pay respect to them.

Raise our swords and do the same.

"I will develop my life for the greater good."

I will place character above riches and concern for others

-above personal wealth." -Yeah, right.

Penn, recite the oath, man. Come on. Or else.

Or what? I don't believe in the oath.

There's no chivalry here.

Elaine!

My God.

-What's wrong? -The back of her head.

-Find my sister. Get an ambulance, guys. -She's bleeding!

-Find Krista. -Who?

Elaine!

Give her the Holy Grail.

Only the cup can unsheathe the sword.

Elaine!

But where is the sword?

She didn't have it.

But I felt the presence of the Excalibur here.

Instead she gave them a cup.

The Grail.

I send you to fetch my magic and you return with such aggravation.

Why would she risk her life for a mere cup?

Well, she was running away from you.

She could have sought shelter.

Well, if you were so sure they were the descendants of the Knights, then why did you not stay and kill them yourself?

Were you scared?

You rely far too much on technology.

Let me show you how to put this knowledge to real use.

Give me one of those things.

Which one?

One that we don't mind spoiling if this formula doesn't work.


It was supposed to be a reunion.

Now it's a goddamn funeral.

Hey, brother.

-Are the police gone yet? -Yeah.

I think we should get out of here too.

I thought they will never stop asking questions.

I'm pretty sure they're not done with us yet.

Do they know how she died?

They said it was some kind of bullet.

They why didn't we hear a gun shot?

Or see anyone behind her?

The police said... what they said didn't make any sense.

Come on, Pendragon. Speak up.

They said something entered her skull from behind and blew her brain out from the inside out.

Only the cup can unsheathe the sword.

One edge brings salvation, and the other eternal damnation.

-I've heard that poem before. -That's exactly what Elaine said to me when she came in here.

At least the first half of it, anyway.

It comes from a poem, actually a group of short stories.

About how Morgana, she's going to get her revenge on the Knights of the Round Table.

Some stories say that she gets it by way of fire.

Others through a duel.

But why would Elaine recite a poem to us right before she died?

She's delirious.

Gunner, why did she give me the cup?

Is this more of that Merlin nonsense she was always bragging about?

Man, I don't know why she gave you the cup, but I know there's a lot to Elaine that she didn't tell us.

Like what?

Like that Merlin stuff you're talking about.

Come on.

Yeah.

You really expect us to believe that?

I don't expect for you to believe it, but I know Elaine believed it.

I mean, if the legends are true about this, which, I know they are, the Holy Grail has healing powers of, like, the Messiah.

-I mean, feeling it right now... -What does it feel like?

It tickles.

Here. You guys want to check it out?

Let me see this.

Or you.

It does have a strange vibration to it.

They say if you hold on to that thing long enough your hands can actually obtain the powers to heal the sick. It's awesome.

Couldn't this grail be just a conduct of positive thinking?

Who cares? What about that sister that Elaine said to give the grail to. Was it... Krista?

Wait. Elaine told me she was an only child.

I would need to check my genealogy books on that one, buddy.

Just check online.

I don't trust the Internet. If it's not on ink and hard paper, I don't think it's historical facts.

I don't know what this thing's made out of, but for some reason it feels good.

Right? Let me get it back.

Let me get it back, bro.

I want to take it back to my place.

Find out what those markings are all about.

Should we have a professional look at that?

Man, I have my master's in Medieval Archeology.

I think I'm more than qualified to check this thing out.

To be what, the Wizard of Oz?

This thing shouldn't even be in public, guys.

How did Elaine get that?

I don't know, but whoever she got it from, I think they want it back.


Hey! What are you doing?

Shh. Shh. Shh.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I'm just going to disintegrate your soul.

Stand.

Turn around.

Let me mark him.

If you must.


Now you know who you belong to.

Now, go get that grail and find out if she did indeed give it to a bastard seed of Arthur's.

Don't touch this one.

I like her.

Go.

Whether the grail is magical or not, someone believes in its powers.

Enough to kill for?

Possibly.

Someone who believes in this fantasy mumbo-jumbo as much as you?

Penn, this isn't fantasy. This is real.

Nah, what's real is... Elaine's dead.

And I blame you.

Hey. Come on. It's not Gunner's fault, man.

Look. If Gunner hadn't been filling her head with all this ridiculous Knights of the Round Table nonsense, maybe Elaine would have had her head grounded in reality.

Not some dangerous delusion.

-Man, having pride in our past isn't a crime. -Just drop it, Gunner.

I'm not gonna drop it, man. Elaine was related to the wizard Merlin and I have King Arthur's blood running through my veins.

No, you don't!

You just got the same blood as me.

A simple grunt who can't even make Captain.

I went along with this silly charade so your little feelings wouldn't get hurt.

We knew this made you happy.

-And Elaine paid the price. -Hey, calm down, man.

Maybe your bad temper is the reason

-you didn't get promoted to Captain. -Nah. I'm done.

Forget this. I'm going back.

I'm getting my bag and I'm getting on a plane.

It's over.

Come on, Jenna.

Come on, Penn, man. We got to talk about this some more.

You can't leave Thailand like this, bro. Come on.


He's tripping out. He's got some temper issues.

Hey.

Hey!

Who the hell are you?

I'm looking for a particular sword.

Perhaps you can help me.

What the hell are you doing here?

Don't send me back empty handed.

I want to spare you from her wrath.

Dude, get the hell off me.

You recently touched the cup.

Who is this colorful character?

Aren't you clownish. This is amazing.

Who did she give the cup to?

He must be sweating his balls off here in Bangkok. Look at you.

This is not how I wanted to introduce myself.

I didn't come here for a quell.

But even my patience has limits.

Narcotics.

Guys, he's doing narcotics.

This guy's a clown. Look at him. Jesus.

You're not related.

But what's growing inside of you...

Whoa.

Time for you to leave.

So she gave you the cup.

You have my father's same impulsive spite.

As do I.

You don't know me.

Just give me the grail and I'll be gone.

Not gonna happen.

There's no need for vehement actions.

Especially when... Forgive me for my arrogance...

I clearly have the advantage on you.

Did you kill Elaine?

Maybe.

Sorry, Mr. Fancy Pants, you're going to have to leave my dojo.

-You can either leave the easy way... Or the hard way?

Look, he brought a friend.

-You look some sort of Russian or something. -Jesus!

It's a wrap guys!

Gunner!

-Lucas! -Penn!


Help me hold him down!

Get that damn glove off!

I must say I'm impressed, but your melee skills could use some work.

-I would be happy to oblige. -Jenna, call the cops.

Is everyone okay?

Is that thing even human?

Yes. With enhancements.

The antibodies in the blood are replaced with the cyber-serum to increase strength.

Efficient, but awfully messy when it comes out.

Wait. Freak show, who are you?

I am Mordred. Son of Morgana.

Morgana. Not another word until the cops get here.

Gunner, how does it work in Bangkok? Is it still 9-1-1?

Calling for help is a waste of time, which frankly you don't have.

Right now mother sent one slayer. But what happens when she sends ten, 20, or even a hundred?

Please. This can be avoided.

-Lucas, give me something to gag this guy with. -Wait. Wait. Wait.

Say that again. Your mother? Morgana?

-She's here? -Right now she's weak, but soon she will be healed and then even I can't temper her actions towards you.

I came back to this planet for redemption. But her? Revenge.

Gunner, Jenna asked you a question. How do we call the cops?

We're not calling the cops.

Why not? And give me back my phone.

We're bringing this guy and the grail to my place so we can figure out what the heck is going on here.

Are you crazy?

For it's worth, that was my mother, but I don't suppose that makes much difference now.

-We can't trust him. -Don't you guys understand?

What he's saying is true.

This guy's mother, Morgana, has come back to kill the Knights of the Round Table's kin.

-Bro. That's us. -You call them stories. I call that my life.

-Gunner, you act like you know this guy. -I do know this guy!

So, who is he?

Give or take a couple centuries? He's our uncle.

Shh. It's okay.

I'm not going to hurt you.

You're so very beautiful.

Beauty can be a distraction.

Or a weapon.

I should know.

I've used my beauty to use up warriors.

Armies.

Kings.

Please, enter.

Yes?

Ma'am, are you the owner of this establishment?

Is there a problem?

We received reports of some disturbances coming from inside this building.

Disturbances?

We'd like to come inside and take a look around, ask some questions, if that's all right.

Please. Feel free to explore.

What's back there?

Excellent.

I needed some more muscle.


Nice house.

Thanks, freak show.

Have a seat over here.

Guys, this is stupid. We need to call the cops.

I don't like bullies. I'd rather take my chances with our friend, the Goblin King.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I agree with Lucas.

We are getting in way too deep here.

I think everything this guy is saying is the truth.

And I have every reason to believe that this guy's a lying sack of crap.

Penn, I know you're the guy that has all the solutions, but this is a problem that I can actually help us solve.

If you'll just give me a chance. Give me a minute.

One hour. That's it. Then we call the cops.

One hour. Jenna, let's get on this.

Your arrogance and doubt are no match for my mother.

Let me help while there's still time.

Not a chance.

Then you're already dead.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Say another word and I'm going to break your jaw.

Lucas, watch this guy.

Hey Penn, you're not my boss.

What?

You got a problem?

Christ! I'll watch him.

Come on, man.

Is that supposed to intimidate me?

I know I have seen the markings on this grail before.

I don't remember where but I know that I've seen them.

Jenna, have you found anything yet?

You know, if you had a computer this would be a lot easier.

There's only so much I can do with a phone.

I don't do the Internet.

As you guys know, I live a real-deal authentic medieval lifestyle.

Nice. So you want me to go take a dump outside, in a hole?

Yes. Go take a dump in a hole outside.

Or use the toilet down the hall.

Yeah. Make yourself useful, go see if it works.

You know what Penn, maybe I will.

And don't hurry back.

Guys. Guys. Wait. Wait. I think I found them.

Yep. Okay. Look.

Krista... and Faye.

Which is Elaine's middle name.

Elaine Faye Ambrose.

So, Jenna, you found Elaine's sister?

I'm working on it. I'm working on it.


My careless son has been taken hostage.

I need you, my army of the night, to go and retrieve him.

Go.

The harp and this... That means victory, and the dragon, that means dragon.


Go ahead. Give it a try if you want.

Don't talk.

-You have his eyes, by the way. -Shut up!

Whose eyes?

Tristan de Lyones, the Knight you're related to.

What was he like?

He never spoke to me.

The others wouldn't speak to me.

My mother was a deterrent.

So they didn't like you because of your mother?

Something like that.

Let's just say I wasn't best behaved.

How did you know that I'm related to Sir Tristan?

-The glove told me. -The glove told you.

Yes. The glove.

It won't hurt you.

It might actually help you.

This glove. What is it?

It has many uses.

A combination of different technologies from two other worlds.

Are you an alien?

No. I'm human.

At least I think I am.

It's been so many years, I don't know what I am anymore.

I know what you are. You're a foul soul.

And you clearly deserve to die.

That's what your father said about you.

How do you know that?

The glove.

When I touched you, it fed me all kinds of information.

I probably know things you barely remember.

The life I've lived, and what's going on in my head is none of your business.

For what is worth, you're much more interesting than the others.

They're so easily satisfied with life, but you, you want to explore it.

Will you get out of my head?

I didn't mean to offend you.

So if I put this on and touch you...

You will find out everything you want to know about me.

Please. I can't use it on myself.

Besides, it's only fair. That would put things right between us.

This will never be right between us.

You're a criminal and a murderer.

As are you, my dear.

It was self-defense.

I know. The glove told me.

And it's okay that you're not sorry about your father's death.

I wouldn't be either.

Why should I trust you?

Because you're not supposed to.

That's right.

What the hell was that?

That was data running right up to your brain, letting you learn things immediately.

Everything's so clear.

Quick. Put it on and touch me.

Are you going to hurt me?

I promise I won't.

I have never been able to use that glove on myself.

Please. Touch me and tell me who it tells you I am.

What is it? What did you see?

You've lived a terrible life.

You're so... You're so very empty.

Did I have a soul?

What?

Do you think I have a soul?

Or even had one to begin with?

I am so scared that when I die, if ever I get that pleasure, that there will be nothing of me. This existence is all there is.

I am so tired of being alone, and my entire life being about my mother!

I'm so sorry. I should never have asked you to do that.

All this technology you've gathered.

The knowledge.

Why did you use it to do such terrible things?

Because I never had another option.

Until now.

Well, unless it's some sort of anagram, that's what it means.

"Beware the false victory, for it unlocks the dragon within."

What the hell does that mean?

We're going to fight a dragon?

Okay. Grails with special healing powers. I can kinda buy into.

But flying magical flame-breathing dragons, dude?

Maybe this girl Krista that we're looking for can make sense of it.

Guys. Dr. Krista Ambrose, resident Galactic Astronomer at the National Astronomical Institute of Thailand.

The observatory tower is located at the top of Golden Mountain.

Okay. Sweet.

-How far is that? -Five miles. Who's driving?

I told you my mother would find us.

Lucas!

I'm in the attic!

-Tasha! -We're here!

Forget the lights. Let's just go.

All right. Get behind me.

-What's going on? -We don't know yet.

I do, and you need my help.

Lucas!

-Where are you at? -Up here!

Guys, we need to get out of here.

Lucas! Watch out!


I got him!


Jenna!

Penn!


Don't let them take me!

Let me be on your side!

Let's get out of here. Let's go!

-Watch out, Penn! -Penn!

Hang in there!

Who are you?

Krista?

I've had a hell of a time finding all of you.

How did you even know we were here in the first place?

Or who we even are?

Let's figure it out later. Let's save him first.

-Do you still have the grail? -Yeah, I got it.

-I need water. -I'll fetch some.

Hang in there, man.

-Here you go. -You're going to be fine.

Hang in there, buddy.

You've fought hard. But I need you to fight just a little bit more for me, okay?

This is going to taste a little odd. But just swallow. Trust me.

That's it. Keep drinking.

We got to get him to a hospital!

So Morgana can attack you there next?

Next time, I don't think I'll have enough ammunition.

How did you find us?

I went to the police station to identify my sister's body.

And they told me her cousins already had.

I went to Gunner's dojo court to go find all of you.

And that's when I found one of these dead guys instead.

You're Elaine's sister?

Faye's parents adopted me when my father died.

They entrusted us with the grail.

I wanted to heal the sick with the grail, and my sister wanted to make money with it.

Why did she never tell me about you?

We stopped speaking after she stole the grail.

But I do still respect her.

Here. Drink more.

Why do you respect her?

Well, by accident or on purpose, my sister did good by her promise, that she promised my family she would keep the sword Excalibur safe.

The sword? She didn't give me a sword.

Yes. She did.

Then where is it?

You're holding it.

Come on. It's not safe here, guys. We have to move.

-Where we going? -My place.

Or as my great grandfather use to call it, New Camelot.

Easy, buddy.

-How are you feeling? -I'm feeling better.

It's time for the sorceress to become the soldier.


Okay, Krista.

Now we're talking.

Damn.

You got enough here to start a war.

I just pray it's enough.

We attack Morgana tonight.

If you think my mother is going to wait for us to come to her, you are sorely mistaken.

Tasha, load up on weapons.

You keep an eye on Mordred.

The rest of you come with me.

Let me help.

You can be lookout.

I'm going to trust you.

For now.

Cut him loose.

To keep the magic of Excalibur hidden from the world, Merlin melted the sword down into a grail and passed it down through our family.

This also changed the magic inside it.

What the sword previously destroyed, the grail now heals.

"The cup shall unsheathe the sword."

Tonight we return Excalibur to its original form.

The grail, please.


Hey!

My sister died delivering the grail to the true heir of King Arthur.

So which one of you is it?

Can't there be more than one?

Only one of you has a stronger link.

Then it's me.

I have the stronger link to Camelot.

Besides, I've devoted my whole life to this.

Gunner's right. He deserves it.

This isn't about a reward.

The elements which make up Excalibur will only respond to the genetics of the true heir.

The power is literally in the bloodline of King Arthur.

Then it's gotta be Gunner.

Besides, I'm supposed to be from the House of Kay, not King Arthur.

-Right, Gunner? -Exactly.

Then let us begin.

Reach your hand in. Just as King Arthur did originally.

That is, if you're the true heir.

It's not worth it! You'll burn down to the bone.

I got this. I got it.

-Get it out, quickly! You're gonna burn your arm off!

-I feel something. -You'll kill yourself.

Get him to the water! Quick!

-You're next. -This is crazy.

You have to put your hand into the gold.

Do it!

She's coming.

Where?

I don't see her.

-There she is! -Mother is here.

I got this.

Move it back, woman.

Aren't you the valiant one?

Don't take another step.


The handsome ones are always the most stupid.

Hey!


Mother!

Would you like the pleasure or should I do it?

Leave her alone!

I will not let you kill her.

Are you picking them over me?

Jenna. Gunner. Hold her off!

Penn, use the sword. Only you can stop this.

Do it now! I need to help them!

Where is my Excalibur?

-Where is it? -Hold on! I'm coming!


Morgana!


Jenna.

Everyone out!


The prophesy is true. Beware of the false victory.

For it unlocks the dragon within.


She's destroying the city.

Maybe I'm still not sure if I'm a knight. But I know I'm a Marine.

Is the sword still inside her?

Yeah. I think it is.

The robot is feeding off the magic of Excalibur.


We got to get that sword out of her.

This ought to do it.

Everyone down.

Eat this, you big bitch!

Fire.

It didn't work.


No. She's not done yet.

Calvary's coming.

I got to get that sword out of her.

How do you expect to do that?

You've got a better chance of climbing Mt. Everest than on top of that thing.

I've climbed Mt. Everest.

Stay back!

-Penn! -Penn!

Hurry up, guys!

Penn!


Everyone! Help!

Now, Penn! Go for the sword.


Get it! Get it down!


Guys.

Are you okay?

You saved her.

Not just her. Your son and daughter.

Twins?

You got to get him out of here!

It's too late.

Leave me here.

We can melt Excalibur down.

There's still time.

It's too late for that.

-Well, then we can get him to a hospital. Today...

I felt like I was fighting alongside the original Knights.

King Arthur would be proud.

He would be even more proud of you.

Today you proved you are his son.

Whether I have the authority or not, I, RJ Pendragon, descendent of King Arthur, affirm that you are noble.

And have shown feats of greatness.

I dub thee, by the sword Excalibur, Sir Mordred.

Once for honor.

Twice for duty.

And thrice for chivalry.

I'm proud to call you my friend.

I have lived long enough.

Stay with us.

Stay with me.

It's so hot.

Can't you feel the fire?

The flames are consuming my body.

Mordred, there's no flames.

I'm going to hell.

There's no place like that.

There can't be.

And if there was, God won't send you there.

You saved us.

You redeemed yourself tonight.

Perhaps you're right.

But not enough for redemption.

Not enough.

Be comforted.

If I'm going to Hell, I'm being punished.

And you know what that means?

I do have a soul.

After battle, it was a tradition of the original Knights of the Round Table to recite the Oath of Chivalry.

Let us do the same.

I will develop my life for the greater good.

I will be generous to the poor and those who need help.

I will place character above riches, and courtesy above personal wealth.

I will defend those that cannot defend themselves.

I will uphold justice by being fair to all.

I will forgive when asked, that my own mistakes are forgiven.

I will be faithful in love and loyal in friendship.

I will live my life with courtesy and honor from this day forward.

And any enemy, either of this world or another, that threatens the sanctity of this oath will suffer our wrath and infinite justice.

We...

the Knights of New Camelot.

Subrip: Pix