Lord of dragons,
father of serpents,
by the ancient laws of magic,
this mark summons you.
This mark traps you.
This mark binds you to my will.
My brother, Arthur, lies on his deathbed.
This day will be his last.
When he is dead, I will wear his crown.
But to take his kingdom, I need a dragon.
Give me one of your sons.
Herald from across the sea
the spirits of the ancestors travel to meet you
at the base of the setting sun.
Guide well, this spirit
with the howls of Annwn by his side.
Long is the day and long is the night
and long is the waiting of Arawn.
That was beautiful, Merlin.
Please don't leave us.
Camelot still needs you.
I still need you.
It touches me to hear those words,
but your heart was never truly mine, Guinevere.
We both know that.
Forgive me.
I have forgiven you.
And Lancelot.
I only hope you can forgive me for my jealousy.
It was wrong for me to disband my knights.
To make them choose sides.
We need them all now more than ever.
Where is Galahad?
I'm here, father.
The time is now, my boy,
for you to become a man.
We shall soon need a new king.
You must seek out your true father.
You must reunite with Lancelot.
Lancelot is Camelot's only hope.
I understand.
Where is my sister?
Where is Morgan Le Fay?
She must not come into power.
Is everything prepared?
Guards won't be a problem.
They'll follow you.
Well, most of them anyway.
The common people, I'm not too sure of yet.
Well, they won't have a choice.
Will they?
But what of those knights still loyal to Arthur?
Loyalty can be bought.
Be sure of it.
After Arthur dies,
we'll make our move.
Galahad, my sword.
Excalibur.
I must hold it one last time.
This sword holds within it the power of Camelot
my power.
Take it, Galahad.
Do not let the dream of Camelot be swept away.
Arthur embodied all that was good in us.
His vision of Camelot
was a candle in the vast darkness
a lone beacon of hope.
We can never allow his light to become extinguished.
I pledge my life to this cause.
The hour has struck.
Get your men take the castle.
What do we do now? Morgan's a witch.
You want to know what will happen?
Now you know.
Come dragon.
This is the hour I demand your service.
Farewell to Arthur
King of the Britons.
Farewell to the King.
It's a dragon.
To the castle! Run!
Run!
Mother, we must run.
But Arthur?
Run!
Who do you serve?
Who?
Arthur?
And who do you serve?
I serve Morgan Le Fay.
Prepare.
Hold them back.
Hold them at the gates.
There they are! Men, attack!
Lay down your weapons and swear loyalty to me
and you shall live.
Die, witch!
Death is the sword.
No, not you, Sir Gawain.
I always choose the winning side, good friend.
No.
Give me that sword.
Give me Excalibur.
Now.
Never.
As long as Excalibur exists, Camelot exists...
Arthur's Camelot, not yours.
So true.
Arthur's fortress is now mine.
Do you see my total victory over Camelot?
Who dares stand against me now?
Bow to me, all of you.
Bow.
We have failed.
Arthur's dream is over.
Camelot is lost.
No. You find Lancelot.
You win it back. You must.
Take Guinevere to the dungeon.
What of Galahad?
Execute him. Now.
And hang his head from the walls.
No. Please. He's just a boy.
And why should I care?
You will pay for this. I swear on my life.
Strong words from an adulteress.
But strength, like beauty, fades.
Let's see which one goes first
for you as you rot in the dungeons,
whore.
Take her from my sight.
- Mother! - No, Galahad.
Save yourself. Go.
Get him.
After him, men
- and get the horses. - Get him.
Chain her.
You don't have to do this.
Remember who your king is.
I know you have a heart.
I know you do.
Merlin?
My queen.
Follow me.
Come dragon.
Show me what you see.
Why do you concern yourself with Galahad?
You have what you want.
Arthur is dead.
Camelot is yours.
Galahad is just a child.
How can he harm you?
He has the sword.
The sword is broken. Useless.
It is Excalibur.
Who knows what it can do in the hands of the right person.
I doubt that whelp is the right person.
Maybe not.
But what if he finds the right person?
What if he finds a greater warrior?
What if he finds Lancelot?
Well, let us hope he does not.
No matter...
we have Guinevere.
If Lancelot tries to wield Excalibur,
the first one to die is her.
Halt!
Nothing left that's much good there.
That's right. We took everything already.
You see, here's the problem
this forest, it's ours.
You can't walk through our wood without paying and then run off.
Why that would be...
what would that be, sister?
Robbery.
Robbery, that's it.
Highway robbery.
What a perfect way to put it.
Oh, no you don't.
Just tell me how much and I will pay it if I have it.
That sounds like good business.
- What do you say? - Very good business.
So let's see,
there's a fee for entering the forest.
One for walking through it.
Ah, he was definitely walking through it
and he stumbled. Is there a fee for that?
Oh, yes
a big one.
Sorry. We don't make the rules.
Fine. How much?
You're not going to like this.
When we total all of those up, it's...
Everything he has?
Everything you have.
Just take it.
Take it all.
Good day.
The larger bag you carry as well.
Just, you know, toss it over here and you can leave.
I can't do that.
Oh, a shame, friend.
Stop before he kills you.
Just give us the bag.
No. Please, please, I beg you.
Excalibur.
Who are you?
I am a Knight
of the Round Table.
So are we.
It's Galahad.
Sir Percival.
Sir Bors.
And this is my sister, Dindrane.
Why didn't you take off your masks?
Because we're bandits.
We were in disguise.
I don't like it when "errants" recognize me, either.
Might not have recognized you anyway.
Look at that peach fuzz.
Last time I saw you you were just a kid.
Hey, do you remember how I used to bounce you on my knee?
Well, I am a man now.
That remains to be seen.
Please, let us focus on the task at hand.
Every moment that we waste here,
Arthur's subjects remain in torment.
We must bring down Morgan and reestablish Arthur's reign.
With you as king?
A boy in charge of me?
I don't think so.
I will not reign.
There's only one man that Arthur named
and that man is Lancelot.
Let's find him, reforge Excalibur
and return to Camelot to kill the witch
and retake the castle.
Sounds like a fine plan.
I'll gather the provisions.
We'll leave in the morning.
We cannot retake Camelot.
It went down with Arthur and that's the whole of it.
Then I will go with Bors and if we die, we die.
It may be worthy of one of your songs.
Good luck with your bandit trick.
Wait. I'm going with you.
What? No, you're not.
- What are you afraid of? - I'm not afraid of anything.
So what is it then?
Ten years I've been searching for the grail
ten years and nothing.
I've had my fill of impossible quests.
If impossible things are truly impossible,
then Camelot never would have been born
or the Knights of the Round Table.
Do not judge my brother harshly.
He has a good heart.
We could use him.
But I'm grateful you and Bors will come.
Rest up.
Tomorrow, we ride.
I've had a thought.
I know exactly where Lancelot has exiled himself.
I don't think you do.
No, I don't.
Well, then I should go with you.
You need me, right?
Yes. Yes, we do.
Fine. I'll do it.
Besides, who else is going to keep an eye on my sister?
I was planning to.
That's what I'm afraid of.
You didn't tell me Morgan had a dragon.
Sorry.
***
My sources say that Lancelot has not left this village
since he exiled himself here.
Before you were born.
I hear he hasn't looked at another woman
since your mother.
He frequents that tavern there.
Would you like us to go in with you?
No. I think this is something I need to do on my own.
Looking for the warm touch of a woman, lovey?
I'm searching for a man.
And what's he look like?
I've never met him.
Probably like an older version of me.
Oh, so he's a cute one.
Go ahead.
Have a look around.
Thank you.
So then I says to her,
"Pay the tax or drop them bloomers quick."
Yeah, well, she dropped them.
Hey, dainty boy, you owe me mate an apology for that.
My apology.
Hey.
Oh, God.
Excuse me I'm looking for the latrine.
Watch it!
I don't think I'm going to make it outside.
Let's get out of here, lads.
Come on.
Thank you. Thank you.
I'm here all week.
More ale!
What do you want?
I'm looking for a man.
His name is Lancelot.
And why are you looking for him?
Because I am his son.
You?
You are Lancelot.
My father?
Go away.
Arthur told me to find you.
- It was his last request. - What?
He's dead?
Morgan killed him and took over Camelot.
My mother is her prisoner.
Did you not hear me?
Sir Lancelot?
I need you. The kingdom needs you.
You are our last hope.
Then your hope is misplaced.
For I am not the man I was.
So I stand alone do Arthur's bidding without you?
I see.
Here,
this is for your trouble.
Drink yourself into oblivion if you like.
More ale!
- How did it go? - Not well.
That was not the Lancelot of legend.
Lancelot is the greatest warrior since Achilles.
How bad can it be?
Look, you said it yourself.
Only Lancelot could wield Excalibur.
We need him.
Otherwise, Camelot will never be won
and Guinevere is as good as dead.
Sorry, it's true. We need him
for the sake of your mother's freedom.
There he is.
That's Lancelot, our next king?
Better than Morgan could ever be.
Wait, Morgan's guards from the tavern.
You looking for the latrine, piss-pot?
Get him.
We just want to talk.
I don't want to talk.
I want to drink.
Think of what I heard today.
There's more.
We have Excalibur.
Excalibur?
We must take it back to the stone
where Arthur pulled it from and remake it.
I need a drink.
Put the flask down.
I don't think so.
Soldiers are coming.
It's Morgan.
The stone is in the mountain pass.
They're here somewhere.
Torch the place if you have to.
I want them found
all of them.
And bring me that sword.
Lancelot is on the move.
Send word to my soldiers in the field.
Have them search every farm and house.
If anyone resists
kill them.
Women and children, too?
Of course, it'll be a good lesson for the others.
I'm glad you are not my enemy, my queen.
What about your mother?
What about Camelot?
The only way to save Camelot is with the strength of our hearts
and the love of our one true king.
That and the army.
Wait a minute...
we don't have one.
She does.
I don't know what you're thinking.
Us, retake the castle on our own?
It's impossible.
I agree.
Nothing is impossible.
Arthur taught me that.
And once you have Excalibur again
and reforged from the stone from where it came,
you will lead us to victory.
Oh, me? I need a drink.
I'm hungry.
So am I.
Sir Ekhart. He works in a farm just over that ridge.
I know the place.
All right, let us go there then.
Maybe Sir Ekhart will have food from the farm
warm pudding, millet gruel.
Millet gruel? That sounds awful.
Look, captain. Hoof print.
Oh, yes it is.
There they are.
And I know where they're going.
Get word to the queen.
Try and make your magic work.
I know you can do it.
She took away my powers. I cannot.
Years ago I could've blasted these shackles into dust
but now...
I just don't believe it.
You know you are the greatest wizard
the world has ever known.
Was. Yes.
You can be again.
You've just got to master your strength
one last time.
Try.
Freedom won, undo this bond
escape I seek, make iron weak.
What are you doing here?
Have you come to gloat?
I see you found the little old man who used to be a wizard,
but not anymore.
He will always be remembered no matter what you do.
People will remember what I tell them to remember.
Stop it!
Fight me.
Fight me, old man.
Use your magic.
I dare you.
I'll make it easy for you.
Destroy me.
Go ahead. Kill me.
I won't try to stop you.
Do it.
Hand of power, hand of might.
Fling this woman from my sight.
Remember this, old man,
everything I do, all the pain I cause,
the death I bring is now on you.
You had every chance to stop me
and you did nothing.
By the way, it appears your son, Galahad,
and his traitorous friends have been found by my spies
and since I'm alive,
they'll all be dead soon.
Thought you'd like to know.
This is it.
This is the farm Sir Ekhart works.
He will give us shelter.
He owes me twenty gold pieces, too.
Twenty gold pieces?
Dice.
This is a far cry from the halls of Camelot
and the life of a knight.
Well, exile is a terrible thing.
Let's hope they are favorable to our cause.
Taxes again?
We only just paid last week.
No, good lady.
We're looking for our friend, Sir Ekhart.
Ekhart?
You mean our farm hand?
And who might you be?
We're companions from his from the old days.
Companions?
We've come from Camelot under the reign of King Arthur.
King Arthur?
But the king is dead and we all know that.
I don't want any trouble here.
Why would there be trouble?
We know who butters our bread now
and she won't be too happy if she knew you were here.
What's going on?
Not more soldiers?
Never you mind. There's nothing important.
Ekhart's in the field working and he has a job to do
so don't you be wasting much of his time now.
Thank you, ma'am.
And, please, no... no trouble.
We like to keep things quiet around these parts.
We want no trouble, sir.
Thank you for your time.
Farm hand? I'd rather be a thief.
Lady Dindrane.
Sir Percival.
Sir Bors.
Is this Lancelot?
I can't believe it.
Young Galahad.
I haven't seen you since you were a babe.
Sir Ekhart, we come on urgent business.
"Sir?" Nobody's called me "Sir" for a long time.
Will you join us to reforge the sword of Arthur
and retake Camelot?
The king's sword?
This brings back memories.
- Can you help us? - Of course... but first, food.
Sorry, all we have left is potatoes.
Morgan's soldiers have taken the rest.
There was a time when we had meat a plenty
and all manners of roots and greens but not anymore.
We're thankful for what you've given us.
We're obliged. I love potatoes.
Maybe after a dinner, a game of dice or three.
Oh, that reminds me.
Please, there's no time to waste on dice.
The agents of Morgan Le Fay are close behind
and we've stayed here long enough.
At daybreak, we move on.
Why wait 'til then?
Sleep.
A bath.
Sleep?
I have slept long enough.
Let me show you something.
I kept this hidden for fifteen years.
Your armor.
It looks as good as new.
I polish it every day
and hope that one day I might be a knight again.
I think that day has come.
Will you put it on?
How do I look?
Like a hero.
I'm ready to jab my spear.
I feel like we can take on a whole army.
Well, we may have the opportunity.
Right, and get our asses handed to us on a plate.
Impossible. We have Lancelot.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
What's that?
God, what in the bleeding hell is all that screeching?
Get back in the house.
- Dragon. - A dragon?
Nobody said anything about a dragon.
Wonderful.
- No. - Get back.
No.
Get back in the house.
No!
Bors!
It's coming back.
To the woods.
I want to die with my husband.
I'll get her.
- To the mountains... go! - The horses ran off.
Now.
I see you, but where are you going?
They're making their way to the stone.
Maybe you should send the dragon to guard the stone.
If he is there, they cannot touch it.
Actually, Sir Gawain,
sometimes I'm really pleased you're still alive.
Dragon, come to me.
I have a task for you.
This thing's as hard as a rock.
I'm not a baker.
Just be grateful I brought something.
There's a village about a day or so walk from here.
We can camp there once we get the sword.
I've been there, too. They're good people.
And they like a good game of dice.
Very friendly people.
And their leader, Gaius,
serves the best wine in the province.
You don't say?
Father, please.
You know, don't call me that.
Gives me the creeps.
What is it, Lancelot?
I don't like the look of those birds.
Morgan has spies everywhere.
We're too visible.
You're right.
We should hurry to the stone.
And quick it's just over this ridge.
Repair the sword.
I will not be happy
until the sword has been made and Morgan is dead.
Well, that knocks the wheel off the cart.
We have to get Excalibur
into the crack of that stone somehow.
Lancelot, you have to kill the dragon.
Me?
Why?
You're the logical choice.
Distract the dragon Lancelot, with me.
Where are you going?
To put the sword in the stone.
Remember, whatever happens,
if I'm killed, Lancelot is to be king.
Right.
This just keeps getting better.
Hey, dragon... over here.
Wait, over here.
Bors!
Come here, you stupid lizard.
I ask, in the name of Arthur, King of the Britons,
mend this sword.
Come here, you stupid lizard.
Pull the sword from the stone.
Come on.
Come and get me.
You did it, Lancelot.
You killed it.
Thanks to you.
Not soon enough for good Sir Bors.
He died a warrior as he'd wished to.
What are you going to do with that?
Cut off a piece of dragon hide.
If we make haste tomorrow, we can make the village.
Onward we go in the memory of Sir Bors.
Good Sir Bors.
What is wrong?
Sir Bors did not have to perish in the fight.
- He died a hero. - I could have saved him.
Hey, don't be so hard on yourself.
Remember, you killed that dragon.
I'm not the man I used to be.
Well, Arthur thought you were and so do I.
Here.
No, I don't deserve it.
Take Excalibur.
And remember you are a hero.
Its rightful place is in your hands.
I shall accept,
only because you desire.
It's not what I desire.
It's what Camelot needs.
It is what Camelot will get.
So do you think he can do it?
Arthur did.
He choose him and for that reason I will follow.
He was once the greatest knight the kingdom ever knew.
True, time and exile have not been kind to him.
Perhaps with Excalibur...
I hope so, for the sake of the kingdom.
Onward.
We're looking for your leader, Gaius.
I am Gaius. Who are you?
We are comrades of Sir Bors.
We seek shelter for the night.
Bors. Yes, I remember him.
He likes to eat and sing.
Welcome. And how is Sir Bors?
Bors is with God now.
He died nobly in a fight with a dragon.
A dragon?
There hasn't been a dragon seen around here for ages.
You sure it was a dragon and not a cow?
Does this look like cowhide to you?
Dragon's skin is as strong as steel and resistant to fire.
Go ahead.
Touch it.
Who are you people?
I am Sir Galahad.
Sir Percival.
Lady Dindrane.
Sir Ekhart.
And this is Lancelot.
Together we are the last remaining Knights of the Round Table.
Forgive me.
I did not know.
We were ordered not to help any knights.
But shall we give them aid?
We thank you for your hospitality.
I have come with news.
Bad news.
Your son failed.
He is dead.
Killed in battle with Arthur's knights.
We will have revenge, I promise.
But for that, I need your second son.
You cannot refuse me.
He must go to the village in Blackwood Forest
and kill everyone present.
That is my plan.
You understand you still owe my twenty gold pieces, right, Ekhart?
I can't believe you're still upset about that, Lancelot.
You lost that bet fair and square.
The dice were loaded.
Care to wager again?
Go.
What's wrong?
I thought we could celebrate our first dragon.
You were impressive today.
Oh, was I?
Quite.
Well, I'll go see if I can muster up some goblets.
Get the people to safety.
- Run! - Get down!
- Everyone get down. - Save yourself.
Up on the hill.
Follow me.
Hold steady.
Get ready.
***
No!
Ekhart!
Save your fight for Camelot.
Keep you life.
Good job, everyone.
- Is everyone safe? - Well done.
Fine.
Morgan's men are coming.
We must get these people to safety.
Get to the hills. Go.
- Go, go. - Run! Run!
Let's go. Let's go.
- Move. Come on. - Hurry. Hurry.
Run.
All man dead.
Check the bodies and search the village.
Percival, there's an old castle around here, was there not?
With food and a stash of weapons you kept?
I know the place well.
- It's a few miles from here. - Okay.
We should lead these people there to rest.
Lead the way.
You make a good commander, Galahad.
You know when to delegate.
You know when to lead.
I'm proud of you, kid.
I suppose it's in my blood.
There it is.
Rest and regain your strength.
You'll be safe here.
With God's help and a little luck.
Let's hope so.
Father...
Did you just call me, "Father?"
Yes.
I like it. Say it again.
Father.
I like it.
It's time we made a plan. We attack today.
- Just us? - Yes.
Doesn't sound like a plan to me.
It's the only one that we have.
You're such a close-minded fool, Percival.
Everybody hide.
Arrows don't work.
What if that arrow is on fire
and you send it down the dragon's throat
just as it inhales.
You might set the creature on fire from the inside.
Wait until it inhales.
Got it.
Now.
Not yet.
Come on.
Now.
Damn it.
Good try, Dindrane.
Yeah, well, I would have got it if I waited three seconds longer.
You'll get another chance.
Come on. Let's go.
Do you really like him that much?
I may and if I do, will you object?
How could I object to my sister being happy?
Besides, maybe if we'd stayed at Camelot,
I could have done better for you.
You did fine and provided for me well.
I have no regrets.
But one day I would like a husband
and that can't be you.
We leave soon.
- Are you well rested? - Yeah.
I hope so.
We will follow close behind.
When the call comes, we'll be here.
Thank you.
Don't you think we are ready?
To meet death or to fight?
To fight.
You have to be prepared for both.
What are you thinking?
I say we storm the gates.
Surprise them.
No, there aren't enough for surprise.
We'll lose the advantage.
There is another way inside.
How?
There's a tunnel underneath the castle.
Good.
I used to use it to go see your mother.
Oh, what? Did you really just say that?
- Yeah. - Why?
Sorry. My mistake.
A mistake. I can't believe you just said that.
Well, what about Dindrane?
Dindrane?
Yeah, you like her?
With all my heart.
Well, my kid's in love.
Maybe I'm in love but don't call me a kid.
Kid.
I can feel them now.
They are preparing.
Now is the time to take Lancelot.
No. No. Him I'm saving for later.
But I have plans.
Yes. I have plans for the others.
Back.
Get down.
Come on. Let's go.
Come on.
Let's hope this works.
One...
two...
It's inhaling.
...three.
His final sleep has come for him.
We fight for Percival now, too.
Sleep well, good knight.
Sleep well.
It's a sorry state when three knights become two.
Not two, three.
Dindrane,
will you join us in the hopeless cause.
Of course I will.
Then there's no better time than now to meet our deaths.
So how are we going to get past the guards?
We can enter through the sewer.
Or we could disguise ourselves as merchants
and walk straight through the gates.
No, I know a better way.
Remember, I snuck past guards
and gates a hundred times to see your mother.
Stay behind me, Dindrane... where it's safe.
I'm not going to die standing behind a man.
Then let us meet it together side by side.
They are coming as I planned,
but I need your help again.
You must come yourself and finish them.
Lancelot is with them.
He's the one who killed your son.
You must.
By the law of the ancient spell I cast upon you,
you must grant me this last request.
I will use Guinevere
to draw Lancelot out to the open
and I will kill him.
When he is dead,
you must come
and secure my reign forever.
Agreed?
Good. Then it is done.
This brings back many memories.
Wait, if you're about to recall some romantic tale of you
rendezvousing with my mother,
I'd rather you didn't.
Yeah, I second that.
No offense.
I was eighteen when I first met your mother.
Father, please.
- I was eighteen... - Father!
Fine.
Still trying to escape, I see.
Well, you won't.
Curse you, witch, and the womb you came from.
Careful, Guinevere.
'Twas the same womb that sprung forth your husband, Arthur,
that gave me life as well.
Arthur will be remembered as the greatest of kings.
You will be remembered as an afterthought.
It is you who will be remembered as an afterthought.
Merlin is a failed wizard,
but you, as the queen who became a whore.
Take her away.
Wait, these are the people of Camelot Arthur's people.
Do not kill them unless you must.
Are we prepared to take Camelot?
We are.
Subjects of Camelot,
today is a glorious day.
The day that we'll all see
the last of Arthur's world tumble down in ruins.
Guinevere, our Queen.
She's not queen.
And that bastard son of hers is no knight.
Now you'll see her burn.
Your reign will end one day, witch,
and then you will be judged by forces greater than I.
Not likely.
Galahad,
I'm sorry.
Sorry for what?
If this doesn't work,
I'm sorry.
- No, wait! - Lancelot, what are you doing?
Who said, "Wait?"
I'm being the hero you said I was.
If you truly believe that, trust me.
Take the sword
and be the hero that you are, too.
What?
I did.
Lancelot...
Knight of the Round Table
and the one true champion of Arthur.
Lancelot.
Lovers reunited.
How quaint.
I have no weapons.
So you throw yourself upon my mercy
in the hope I'll let your lover, Guinevere, go free?
I know you will not.
I wish I had known you earlier.
Tie him to the post right next to his concubine.
A drunk and an adulteress
what a pair you make.
You miss me?
You took your time.
Forgive me, Arthur, my dear friend,
for I have failed your dream. I have failed Camelot.
You have not failed.
Your greatest success is yet to come.
But what success could that be with me rotting here
and Morgan above in power and splendor?
Follow me and you will see.
Remember, power is fleeting.
Only love and loyalty last forever.
So, my friend, come.
My king.
Wait.
Escape I seek, make iron weak.
Open the door as it was before.
Arthur, wait.
The spells do not work for me anymore. Wait.
To Camelot!
Have no fear.
I have no fear now that we are together.
We can never take Camelot if Lancelot is dead.
But we can die trying.
Morgan, your reign of terror ends now.
Kill him.
He's as good as dead.
Follow me.
There is no more waiting in this grave hour.
Guinevere needs you.
I need you.
You must remember who you are.
No, I am not that man anymore.
I am not that man.
Say the spell and be Merlin again.
Who am I if not "Merlin?"
Make chains undone and freedom won.
Let doors spring wide.
Now show me to the witch.
A woman?
Meet your death now, traitor.
Hurry.
Dragon, kill Lancelot.
Morgan.
Merlin? How did you get out?
I'm a wizard.
Dindrane, the dragon skin
take Excalibur.
Take care of your mother.
You really think you can kill me in place of my power?
I'll kill both of us if I must.
Your reign has come to an end, Morgan.
My name will live on in infamy.
The people of Camelot shall remain captured in the spell of fear.
They are not your subjects.
They are your duty when you are a ruler.
You never did understand that.
They're just commoners
they can be replaced by ones more loyal to the crown.
You're such a bore, Merlin.
The people of Camelot will worship the name Arthur
and live to see a new day.
It is time, Morgan.
Give Arthur my regards.
I think it is you who will see him first.
No.
Well met, Lancelot.
Well met indeed.
Galahad, my son.
Morgan is vanquished and Camelot lives.
To saving Camelot,
ensuring the dream that Arthur lives on.
To King Arthur.
- King Arthur. - King Arthur./ King Arthur.
We've done it Arthur.
We've retaken Camelot.
Where dreams still lives on.
Of course, Galahad,
there's a question of who will be our new king.
There's no question.
You, Lancelot, will be our next king.
Me a king?
I'm a hero, not a ruler.
You should be our leader.
What about Arthur's wishes?
They were his wishes that you would take his place
with Lancelot as your champion.
King Galahad.
I like the sound of it.
Every king deserves a queen.
Have you chosen yours?
Of course, if she will take me.
With all my heart.
I believe this sword belongs to you now, son.
No.
No?
This sword belongs to one man and one man only...
King Arthur.
Excalibur is the embodiment of Arthur
and all of his dreams of Camelot.
Go now. Be with your master.
- Look, we have Arthur's blessing. - Yeah.
Camelot's reborn.
Hail, King Galahad and Queen Dindrane.
Hail, King Galahad and Queen Dindrane,
may your lives be long and prosperous.