Transcript:The Curse of Cornelius Sigan

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Arthur: Merlin. Merlin! Merlin: Yes, Sire? Arthur: Are you deaf? Merlin: I wish. Arthur: I want you to go down there and tell them to stop. Merlin: But they're working under the King's orders. Arthur: Yeah. And you're working under mine. -- Merlin: Hello? -- Merlin: How do you think he died? Gaius? Gaius: Hmm? Merlin: Do you know whose tomb it is? Gaius: Not sure. Merlin: Do you think it might be cursed? Gaius: You just saved my life. Thank you. Uther: ...guarded at all times. Idiot. Arthur: Were you born clumsy or do you work at it? Merlin: It's just one of my many gifts. Uther: Well this is quite a find. You see, Gaius, I was right. There is treasure to be found under Camelot. Which of my predecessors do I have to thank for all this? Gaius? Gaius: Uh, I'd have to look into it, Sire. Uther: How did he die? Gaius: He seems to have unwittingly triggered a trap here. Arthur: To deter grave robbers Uther: Well there's plenty in here people would want to steal. Have them secure the tomb. Guarding it is your responsibility, Arthur. Arthur: Yes, Father. -- Cedric: So this jewel, what size would you say it was? Tom: About that size. Cedric: My word, really? About that size, you say? Well, I never. Here you are. Drink up. And, uh, this tomb. I bet they got that locked up nice and safe, haven't they? Tom: Tighter than the King's coffers. Cedric: Yeah. Must be a way in, though. Tom: Only with the keys. Cedric: Right, right, right. And who's got the keys? Tom: You must think I'm stupid. I'm not telling you that. Cedric: Course not. No, a bright lad like you knows what that sort of information's worth. No, we don't want everyone to see. Believe me, this place is full of thieves and finger-smiths. Put it inside your tunic. And, uh, careful of that fellow over there. Tom: Which one? Cedric: Far end of the bar. See him? He keeps on watching you. Tom: Yeah, yeah, yeah. With, with the beard. Cedric: No, no. That one. Tom: Ah, I got my eye on him. Thank you. Cedric: So who's got the keys? Tom: Only the Prince. But don't get your hopes up. He keeps them in his private chambers, and there's only one person allowed in there: his servant. -- Arthur: Hurry up, Merlin. Merlin: Sorry. Arthur: Merlin! Merlin: I don't understand. Arthur: Well, there's a surprise. Merlin: I did that girth up myself. Arthur: Well, I think that might have been the problem! Merlin: It wasn't my fault. Cedric: Would you like me to fit the girth properly for you, Sire. Arthur: Thank you. Cedric: It's an honour to be of service to the Prince. Arthur: An honour. Do you hear that Merlin? Cedric: Allow me the honour of brushing your clothes down. Arthur: *whispers* The honour. Cedric: Anything else I can do for you, sir. Arthur: Well, you can give Merlin here a kick up the backside. Cedric: *chuckles* I wouldn't wish to deprive you of the pleasure, sir. Arthur: Ha! What's your name? Cedric: Cedric. I've come to Camelot in search of work. Arthur: Good. You can be a beater on the hunt. We're short of a man or two. Cedric: You're too kind, Sire. Merlin: Here. You'll need a beater. Oh, sorry. -- Merlin: Flíe 'fǽgð. Arthur: Who threw that? Cedric: *ahem* Arthur: Was it you? You just saved my life. Cedric: Honestly, Sire, it was nothing. Arthur: I shall be forever indebted to you. You must be rewarded. Cedric: No, I couldn't possibly. Arthur: Come on. What do you wish for? Cedric: I desire only one thing, Sire. Arthur: Anything. Cedric: A position in the royal household. Arthur: Good. Consider it done. Ha-ha! Cedric: You can have that back. Merlin: Oof! Cedric: Oh, sorry. -- Gaius: What's wrong? Merlin: I saved Arthur's life, someone else got the credit. Just the usual. What are you doing? Gaius: I found this inscription on the sceptre. Merlin: What language is that? Gaius: I don't know. Sigan would have known many languages. Merlin: Cigan? Gaius: It's his tomb. Merlin: Who's he? Gaius: Merlin, he was the most powerful sorcerer to have lived. Merlin: Really? Gaius: You didn't grow up in Camelot, but for those of us that did, Cornelius Sigan was a figure of nightmare. Merlin: Why? Gaius: Sigan's powers. He could change day into night, turn the tides, and legend has it, his spells helped build Camelot itself. Merlin: What happened? Gaius: In the end he grew to powerful and the king at that time ordered his execution. Merlin: If he's dead, why are you so worried? Gaius: Sigan couldn't bear the thought that his wealth and power would die with him, so he became obsessed with finding a way to defeat death itself. Merlin: You think he might have succeeded? Gaius: Let's hope not, for all our sakes. -- Uther: Gaius. What is it you want? Gaius: To seal up the burial chamber and all its contents. Uther: Don't be ridiculous. Gaius: The insignia on this ring belongs to Cornelius Sigan. I believe it to be hid tomb. In the Old Religion, the name Sigan means raven. Uther: No wonder the riches are so great. Gaius: Then you are aware of the legends, Sire? Uther: Yes. I have always enjoyed the tale of the arrogant sorcerer who came to an untimely end. Gaius: According to the story, Sigan cursed Camelot. He said he would return and raze the city to the ground. Uther: Gaius, you have long been my ally in the war against sorcery. You, more than anyone, should not give in to these irrational fears. Gaius: Thank you, Sire. Uther: And Gaius. Do not spread panic amongst my people. This is foolish superstition, nothing more. -- Morgana: Ah! Gwen? Gwen! Gwen: My Lady? My Lady, what's the matter? It's alright, it's alright. I'm here. I'm here. There's nothing to be frightened of. Shh, shh, shh. -- Arthur: Is that lunch? Merlin: No, it's breakfas... Arthur: This is lovely, Cedric. Merlin: Is there anything else that you need doing, Sire? Arthur: No, I think Cedric's got it all covered Cedric: Oh, I regret, Sire, there is one thing I failed to do. Uh, muck out your horses. Arthur: Off you go. Cedric: I'll get the door for you. -- Gaius: What was this dream about? Morgana: A bird. Gaius: What kind of bird? Morgana: A raven. Gaius: A raven? Morgana: It was terrifying, Gaius. What do you think it means? Gaius: Probably nothing. Morgana: It's happening again, isn't it? Gaius: Morgana, one raven doesn't mean that your nightmares are returning. Are you taking the sleeping draughts I prepared for you? I'll get Gwen to give you something stronger. Morgana: Like a blow to the head? I'm sure she wants to. -- Cedric: Go on. Go and have some fun. Go on. Go and have some fun. Guard: Sire! Merlin: Sire! Arthur: What are you doing? Merlin: Nothing. Arthur: I can see that. Merlin: I wasn't sleeping. I was, I was just bending down. Arthur: Looking for something. Merlin: Yes. Arthur: Perhaps we're looking for the same thing. Merlin: What? Arthur: Oh, I don't know, the horses! Merlin: The hor-ses. Oh! Arthur: One mistake I can understand. Everyone has a bad day now and then, but this is one thing after another! Merlin: I-I don't know what happened! Cedric: Sire. Please, Sire, don't be too hard on him. He's a good servant, he just...he's tired. Merlin: I am not Cedric: Maybe...maybe if he had the evening off... Merlin: I don't want the evening off. Cedric: A good night's rest... Merlin: I did not fall asleep! Cedric: I'm more than willing to take over his duties tonight. Arthur: Perhaps you're right. Merlin: No. Arthur: Shut up, Merlin. Merlin: Can't you see what he's trying to do? He's trying to get rid of me, and if you weren't such a clotpole. you'd see that! Arthur: A what? Cedric: Clotpole. He, he said clotpole. Arthur: Cedric's right. He can look after me tonight. You can go home and think about whether you want to be my servant or not. Merlin: But... Arthur: Go. -- Gaius: What's that on your face? Merlin: Nothing. Gaius: What's wrong? Merlin: Nothing. Gaius: Here. Merlin: I'm not an idiot. Gaius: What happened? Merlin: I just want Arthur to trust me. And to see me for who I really am. Gaius: One day he will. Merlin: When? Everything I do is for him and he just thinks I'm an idiot. Gaius: Not everyone thinks you're an idiot. Although, looking at you now...Now is not the time to be questioning these things, Merlin. I believe that you and Arthur are destined for greatness, and that your calling is to serve and protect him. Merlin: It's hard. Gaius: I know it's hard. But Camelot is in grave peril. I've translated the inscription. "He who breaks my heart completes my work." Merlin: What does it mean? Gaius: Do you remember the stone in the tomb, how it glowed? Merlin: Yeah. I've never seen a jewel like it. Gaius: That's because it's not a jewel, it's the soul of Cornelius Sigan. Merlin: You think he's alive? Gaius: His soul is. But in order to truly live, a soul needs a body. Merlin: So, if the stone is removed from its setting, then the heart is broken and the soul released? Gaius: That's what I fear. -- Cedric: I'll be right outside in the anteroom should you need anything. Arthur: That'll be all, Cedric. Cedric: Sleep well, Sire. -- Cedric: Oh, yes. Oh, yes! Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Ha. Hello ladies. -- Arthur: Sound the warning bell. Gaius: Merlin. Whoever did this got more than they bargained for. Merlin: I don't understand how they got in. The gate's not even damaged. Gaius: They must've used a key. Merlin: Arthur's got the only key. Gaius: Where does he keep it? Merlin: On his belt with the others. Gaius: Does he ever take it off? Merlin: Only when he's asleep. He keeps it next to his bed. Gaius: Who had access to his chambers last night? Merlin: Just me. And...Cedric. -- Merlin: Cedric is possessed by an evil spirit. Arthur: What? Merlin: He tried to steal the jewel, but it wasn't a jewel, it was a soul of an ancient sorcerer, Sigan. Arthur: Merlin, have you been on the cider? Merlin: Please, listen to me. Camelot is in mortal danger. Sigan is using Cedric's body to take his revenge. Arthur: This nonsense isn't helping you keep your job. Merlin: You are not listening to me! Arthur: You're going to shout anyway? Cedric! Will you escort Merlin from the palace? Sigan (Cedric): Ah! Arthur: Merlin. Merlin: Ah! Arthur: You've gone too far this time, Merlin! You can spend a few days cooling off in the cells! Guards! Merlin: He's going to destroy Camelot! -- Sigan (Cedric): I am returned. Ic cume eft to Camelot. swá þæt ic mæg min fæhþ awrecan! Nu 'ic lybbe ece and ic mæg rædan min burh! Gwen: Ahhh! -- Uther: I don't know what this creature is, where it's come from. Arthur: There's more than one, Father. We've had several reports. There's panic in the lower town. People are fleeing the city. Uther: Then you must hunt these creatures down and kill them. Arthur: Yes, Sire. -- Uther: Have you seen what's happening? Gaius: It is as I warned you, Sire. Uther: This cannot be Sigan. Gaius: It is his revenge, he has come back from the dead. Uther: Then he will die again. Gaius: You do not understand, sir. You cannot kill a man who has conquered mortality. Uther: Don't tell me what cannot be done. Camelot will not fall to a sorcerer while I'm King. -- Merlin : Hello?! -- Arthur: Regroup! Low fight! -- Merlin: Tóspringe! -- Gaius: We need more bandages, Gwen. You shouldn't be doing this. Morgana: It's exactly what I should be doing. Gaius: You need rest, Morgana. Morgana: And I'm likely to get it with all this going on. -- Arthur: Guinevere? Gwen: Sire. Arthur: That thing could've killed you. Gwen: And it still might! Sorry, Sire. Arthur: No. My pleasure. -- Gwen: I'll get you something to stop the bleeding. Arthur: Guinevere. I wanted to say...just, uh...you always surprise me. Gwen: Is that it, Sire? Arthur: That's it. Oh, and uh...thank you. -- Uther: Arthur. Arthur: It's nothing. Uther: Have we driven the creatures out? Arthur: They have control of the lower town. The market has been all but destroyed. Uther: How many dead? Arthur: Too many to number. Uther: I'm sealing the citadel. Arthur: You can't. Uther: I have no choice. I have to protect those who have a chance. If I don't, we will all fall. Where are you going? Arthur: There are people trapped on the drawbridge. Uther: I forbid you. Arthur: I'm not leaving them to die. Uther: It's suicide! Arthur: It's my duty to Camelot! And to myself! -- Merlin: Gaius. Gaius: What are you doing here? Merlin: I have to help Arthur. Gaius: Merlin, Sigan's power is far beyond yours. Merlin: I don't have a choice. Gaius: But Sigan is immortal and you are not. If you face him, he will destroy you. Merlin: But there must be a way. Gaius: There is only one alive who is old enough to give us the answers we need. Merlin: What do you mean? Gaius: The Great Dragon. Merlin: You knew that...that I used to visit him. Gaius: Yes, Merlin, of course I knew. You're a creature of magic, just as he is. I hoped that he could help you. Merlin: He helps no one but himself. Gaius: For Arthur's sake you must go to him now. Merlin: I can't. Gaius: We have no choice. -- Arthur: Check for survivors. On me! Charge! -- Merlin: Hello?! Hello?! Please, I need your help! Kilgharrah: You told me I would not see you again. Merlin: I'm not here for myself, I'm here for Arthur. Kilgharrah: Arthur's path lies with yours. You have made it clear that you do not walk in step with me. Merlin: You cannot want Cornelius Sigan to win. You're not evil. Kilgharrah: At least Sigan knows where his loyalties lie. You have shown that you do not. Merlin: So you will let Camelot fall? Kilgharrah: I did not say that. Merlin: Then you will help me? Kilgharrah: To defeat Sigan, you will need a spell more powerful than anything you know. Merlin: Please, I have to try. Kilgharrah: Very well. But you must give me something in return. Merlin: What? Kilgharrah: A promise. Merlin: A promise? Kilgharrah: That one day you will free me. Merlin: If I release you, what will you do? Kilgharrah: That is not your concern. Merlin: I don't trust you! Kilgharrah: Nevertheless, you must promise, or Camelot will fall. Merlin: I promise. Now, please, give me the spell. Kilgharrah: Close your eyes and open your mind. Few men have ever been gifted such knowledge. Use it wisely. Merlin: I will. Kilgharrah: You made a promise, young warlock, and one day I shall keep you to it. -- Sir Geraint: Arthur! Arthur! Retreat! Regroup in the square! Arthur? Arthur? Arthur?! Arthur: Save yourselves! That's an order! Sir Geraint: Retreat! Retreat! -- Sir Geraint: Seal the doors! Uther: Where's Arthur? Where is he? You can't leave him out there, he'll be torn apart! Sir Geraint: You can't go out there, Sire! If you open that door, you will die! We will all die! Uther: No! -- Merlin: Astrice! Sigan (Cedric): Who would've believed it? You, a sorcerer, and a powerful one. Merlin: I won't let you hurt him Sigan (Cedric): And you're going to stop me? Merlin: I'll stop you. Sigan (Cedric): He does not deserve your loyalty. He treats you like a slave. Merlin: That's not true. Sigan (Cedric): He cast you aside without a moment's thought. Merlin: That doesn't matter. Sigan (Cedric): But it must hurt so much to be so put upon, so overlooked, when all the while you have such power. Merlin: That's the way it has to be. Sigan (Cedric): Does it? You're young, Merlin. Look inside yourself. You have yet to discover your true power. I can help you. Think, Merlin. To have the world appreciate your greatness. To have Arthur know you for what you are. Merlin: That can never be. Sigan (Cedric): It can, if you join me. Together we can rule over this land. Arthur will tremble at your voice, he will kneel at your feet. Merlin: I don't want that. Sigan (Cedric): You'd rather be a servant? Merlin: Better to serve a good man that to rule with an evil one. Sigan (Cedric): So be it. If you will not join me, I will become you and your power will be harnessed to my will. Merlin: Ic þín sáwol hér beléac, abide þæt ic þé álíese! Gaius: Merlin? Well done, my boy. -- Uther: We must learn our lessons from these terrible events, Gaius. Gaius: Indeed, Sire. Uther: They prove beyond doubt that I was right. Magic is evil. It is our greatest threat. I have grown complacent, Gaius. Gaius: I wouldn't say that, Sire. Uther: We must renew our efforts. We must ensure that all sorcerers and their followers are eradicated from this kingdom. Gaius: Of course, Sire. -- Gaius: You know, you won't get any thanks, Merlin. Merlin: I'm not a complete idiot. Gaius: There you go. It's not much, but you deserve something. Arthur: I've come to see Merlin. I've not forgotten about your lazy, insolent ways, or the fact that you called me a clotpole, but I do have to admit that there was some truth in your accusations against Cedric. Merlin: Does this mean you're admitting that in this occasion I was actually right? Arthur: Not exactly, no. It means that I have a knighthood to bestow first thing tomorrow and no one to clean my armour. Merlin: All that? Arthur: Yep. Gaius: Clotpole?