Robin of Sherwood

I am Herne the hunter and you are a leaf which is carried by the wind.

There was a vote. He said:

Nothing is forgotten.

Nothing is ever forgotten.

Now he's Friday

Hurry.

Finally.

Your dear leader is dead.

Slain by the men of the sheriff. What say you now?

I think it is true. I think he is dead.

I do not.

He wants us to die while we think that Robin is dead.

He is dead.

Dead?

After all we have for each other served, the care you can.

Because then everything you do in life which we believed.

And then I can not die?

Come to the forest. Word son of Herne and pointed him serve.

You said he was dead. -- Kill that man.

Kill him.

Just when I began to believe that it was over.

It is not over. It will never be over.

Wait. -- Come back.

Who are you?

You are the son of Herne. You should meet them.

Herne's son is dead. -- Robin of Locksley is dead.

The son of Herne lives on in you. -- No.

It is finished.

You are chosen. -- You cried and I replied.

His followers are secure. This is enough.

You are the man with the cap.

Goodbye, Herne.

You'll come back.

You must.

The fighter of Clun.

100 marks there.

Ga you still fighting?

I, Owen of Clun, urge you to my champion.

This we had a year ago not done, huh?

By Sherwood drive. -- There are still outlaw.

But not Robin Hood. No leader. -- Say that once again against the people.

The abbot is right. They do not believe that he is dead.

If you had brought the body ... -- He was no longer recognizable.

I wonder what with others is done.

With Scatlock, Scarlet, or how he is.

And the big guy. -- Little John.

Right, Little John.

And those dirty Saracen. -- They have fled. Apart.

You had all of them should finish. -- Yes. Or sometimes not, Gisburne?

It was not my fault. -- Did I say that?

You insinuated it. -- Quick peeved at you today?

I will identify them. How long it lasts.

And the man who liberated them. -- The man with the cap.

Of course, Gisburne. I very much confidence in you.

Who is this peacock?

Lord, I'm your escort to the castle.

Who are you, boy? -- I am Huntington.

Robert of Huntington, the count is my father.

Lord, Sir Richard or Leaford and Lady Marion.

This is Marion. -- That they should go.

Why did they not? -- She was grace.

Was she not grateful? -- Why would they do?

My daughter, Marion.

You look like your mother.

Speaking.

But koppiger or not? -- I fear so.

We need the past to rest. Some things you forget.

Some things, my lord.

I'm glad you came. I have always appreciated your faith.

No, I flatter you. That is not my nature.

Therefore, I very of ...

... that I come to the chalk by a madman as Owen or Clun.

Only because his castle on the border with Wales is.

There it is.

Come on.

The sheriff of Nottingham, Robert de Rainault.

The Abbot Hugo de Rainault and Sir Guy of Gisburne.

Welcome, gentlemen.

You know Sir Richard or Leaford and his daughter Marion.

Indeed.

Very good indeed. -- My son, Robert.

We are no longer seen since the pardon, huh?

That was a surprise for many. -- For you surely.

But the king is sometimes a bit unpredictable. Not true, my lord?

Oh, yeah? -- You could almost say capricious.

You do. Behind his back.

Yes, many things happened behind his back, Sir Richard.

The king was very gracious. -- For a traitor.

Enough. -- He is a traitor.

And she was the wife that outlaw.

Be quiet.

I let my guests do not insult.

The king will not be happy with your words.

You have misunderstood me.

I am delighted that Sir Richard Leaford and his country has received.

And the repentance of Marion moved me to tears.

It hit us both. Not true, Hugo?

The very honorable Mr. Owen or Clun.

You danced in Sherwood?

What is it? Are you not?

Lady outlawed.

Do you see how they move.

Lord Owen is looking to you. I would stay away from his.

I am planning.

Again.

I think I'm in love.

Love.

Offer your apologies to Mr.

What did you say? -- You have heard me.

You impertinent boy.

I cut in pieces.

How many?

Robert, are you crazy?

Stop it. Both.

Stop them, damn it. Soldiers.

Huntington.

I want him to be punished.

I want him to be punished. Let him whack. Treat you as your guests?

On your knees, boy.

Robert, I commend you.

I commend you, son.

I commend you.

I'm insulted. Give me her as a sign of friendship.

He will beg your forgiveness, I swear.

Make it.

Or no soldier of the king will have on my country road.

Have you lost your mind? The King would have him on our side.

Should I crawl to him? -- What inspired you?

He insulting her. -- That girl is notorious.

He insulting her? What do you call me?

Where is your respect and your sense of duty? My son the heir:

An empty head only themselves to think.

If he is sober tomorrow, then you beg him for forgiveness.

Should you go again? -- That seemed to me better.

An early start. -- You were always thoughtful.

Thank you, sir. -- I could not do anything last night.

You understand that? -- Yes. Of course, sir.

Robert with his foolishness. But that is my concern. Goodbye.

Did you Owen asked for forgiveness?

No, not yet.

Do it now. -- He sleeps still.

Make him wake up. I want no more excuses.

My apologies.

I'll stay here a moment longer.

Up.

I told the girl the way Leaford to it.

Let us rest here.

This is Marion. -- That should have been hanged.

Traitor and women that outlaw.

Some things you forget.

I think I'm in love.

If I want something, then I take it.

You got him. Good shot.

It is also worth something. Mr. gives us six pence for his head.

Six for a penny wolvenkop?

Yes, for a wolvenkop. Those of us were much more valuable.

More embroidery around the neck.

Are you sure that Owen was? -- That I am blind?

By ga.

I am looking for soldiers. -- Why you here?

Why not go to Huntington? -- The king keeps him short.

Me and for the same reason.

The king wants Owen to keep friend.