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Hey! Somebody's coming! |
Peck! Quick! Douse the fire! |
Thanks for your help, Peck. |
Are you okay? |
As if you care. I saved your life, Peck. Those guys woulda killed us! You wanna give your baby to them?? They eat babies! |
I don't know. |
You a woodcutter? |
Farmer. |
Farmer! I knew it! You're a vic tim, Willow. Yep, you and me: victims of a rotten, corrupt, cor rupt, rotten world. |
You all right? |
These burns. My arms. Ouch... |
Smells like a battle. |
Are you a warrior? |
The greatest swordsman that ever lived. |
What's that? I hear something! |
You hear trouble. |
What is it? |
I'll be around long after you're dead, Airk! You slime! When I get outa here I'll cut your head off and stick it on a pigpole! |
Friend of yours? |
Whatcha thinkin' about, Willow? |
I hate this. |
Nobody's gonna take your baby. Know why? Nobody cares... Except me. You wanna go back to your farm. You wanna go back to your family. I could take care of that baby. I'll look after her like she was me own. |
You don't know anything about ba bies. |
You gotta promise to feed her. |
I will. |
Fresh goat's milk. |
Absolutely! |
And give her a bath everyday, and don't let her get cold. And keep her diaper changed. |
Of course! I promise! |
Here are her diaper rags. And this is her milk bladder. And when she criesshe's either hungry or she's tiredrock her on your left shoulder. She likes that. |
Don't worry, Willow. She's in good hands. You haven't made a mistake. |
You!! |
Where the hell did you come from? |
Hey! Give me that baby! |
These Pecks make terrible nurse maids. |
Nursemaid?! |
Time to change her diaper. |
Time to leave. |
Because she's sick. |
Because she's sick. |
Where's the baby?? |
I thought you had her! |
Now Willow, I know you're gonna blame me for this but it wasn't my fault...! |
Elora Danan! |
When I left the crossroads, I got ambushed by an elf! |
Madmartigan! You saved her life! |
I did? |
So you're on your way to Tir Asleen, huh? I hate to tell you this, Willow, but Tir Asleen dosn't exist. |
Yes it does. The Fairy Queen told me. |
The Fairy Queen? And the baby here's a princess? And these two rodents are your guides? |
Madmartigan, I need your help. |
My help? A great magician like you? You don't need any help. |
I was in love once, Willow. She had a hold on my heart. I could barely function. I *was* a great swordsman! I was knighted! I could have been king! |
You? |
Yeah me. King! But she betrayed me. She robbed me of my dream. |
I'll help you...! |
I won't. |
I'm beginning to think you two *deserve* to be locked up. |
The universe is a living creature, like you and me, Madmartigan. |
Did she ask about me? |
Who? |
Come on, Peck, don't give me a hard time. You were in her ten all night. Did she say anything? |
She said lots of thing.s |
Willow! |
She asked about you, Madmartigan. |
Well what did she say? |
She's in love. |
You're crazy. I think you're in love. |
You? |
What are you gonna become, Raziel? Queen of the rodents? |
Madmartigan! I can't stand being in closedin places. |
Want me to carry Elora? |
I'm used to her. How's she doing? |
Willow...this may be a bad time to ask this question but...what if Raziel's wrong? |
She can't be wrong. She's a very very very powerful sorceress. |
She's a bird, Willow. |
That's my fault, not hers. I've got to keep practicing. I'm still in the learning stage but magic, Madmartigan, requires concentration and |
Watch it! |
Ahhh! |
I have an idea. Back in my village we catch a lot of hedgehogs. |
Willow, this is war, not agricul ture! |
I know, I know! But this is a way to get into that castle... |
I don't know, Willow. |
Madmartigan, you promised me you'd take care of Elora Danan like your own daughter. She is all that matters. Are you going to abandon her? |
Willow, why don't you use your mag ic to get us out of here? |
He's no magician. |
He turned that monster into stone! |
Then you get us out of here. |
I will! But I need help! |
Who is that girl, anyway? |
Sorsha, Queen Bavmorda's daughter. |
We're a tiny version of all that? |
As above, so below. |
Bavmorda cannot transform you. I've protected this camp with a spell. |
Can you use your magic to get our men into the fortress, Raziel? |
You! Are you the mother of that child? |
No. I mean yes. |
I can't. |
Let me see it. |
I can't. |
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