Robin Hood

Gone to meet his Maker.

- Get rid of him. - Just seeing if he's got a purse.

I show you my purse if you show me yours.

This is an ambush.

- You don't say. - This is how it goes.

There's poor people going hungry.

- You tell us what you've got... - Be honest...

- And we take one tenth... - So the poor eat.

- Lie... - Or resist...

And we take it all.

So what's it gonna be?

Mm-hm.

Well, what have we got here?

My babies.

Get them.

- I don't want to hurt you. - How chivalrous.

I've got the girl!

Time to disappear!

My gang, this way!

A woman, you'll find.

Where did they go?

Gone to meet their Makers?

Take me to Nottingham, idiots.

Come on.

- Great work, Will. - It's nothing.

Nothing? Genius!

I love a camp!

Tell me you would rather have a woman, Gisborne.

- Pardon? - Tell me you would rather have a woman

than all this... power.

We are so close.

Indeed.

Talking of our lady leper friends, time to go and get the pretty one

and her daddy.

- The Hood and Marian. - Mm.

If they resist, shall I use force?

Get up to speed, Gisborne.

Use force anyway.

- How are you doing, Allan? - Could've been nasty.

Yeah.

- Those men were well trained. - Woman wasn't bad.

- Nearly had you for a minute, there. - No, I doubt that.

- What's that? - Boss lady's ring.

Hang on. That's the Sheriff's insignia.

So what?

Well, what? We've robbed a friend of the Sheriff.

But it's more than a friend if she shares the Sheriff's insignia.

Oh!

Oh, the glamorous one!

The successful one.

- Ni-ni-ni - Prrrr.

So, erm... So how was your journey?

I ran into an old friend of yours.

Hood.

- Mm. - He didn't hurt your babies?

No.

- But I do want him caught. - Don't worry. Everything's in place.

Tomorrow, when our friends gather, they gather to watch Hood die.

The plan is?

- A whole garrison of 500 men. - Mm.

Men - good.

But a woman is better.

And that's all I'm taking off until you go away.

You're a spoilsport, Marian.

What do you make of this?

The Sheriff's insignia?

We took it off a woman on the way to Nottingham

and she had men and they were well trained.

It was like a military unit. And she carries the Sheriff's insignia.

- What does that mean? - I don't know.

I hoped you or your father might know.

We're not welcome in the corridors of power.

Good.

Come and join my gang.

- In your dreams. - Wait.

Listen.

- Did you hear it? - What?

That kiss spoke volumes.

Did it?

What did it say?

It said...

"Marian wants to come and join your gang."

Really?

That's not what I heard.

What I heard was a little voice, saying,

"Abandon your home, abandon your father,

"give up any hope of a normal life

"and take up with a man who thinks resistance means showing off with a bow."

- That's not fair. - And to do what?

To wait for a king who, let's face it, may or may not make it home.

What?

So you have been thinking about it, then?

Sir Edward!

Marian! Out, now!

Sir Guy!

- I'll kill him. - Shoot first, think later?

I will not allow this.

- Do you want my father killed? - Marian?

- If you respect me, you'll do nothing. - Come down or I will torch your house.

- Answer me! - Do you respect me?

Don't keep me waiting!

I respect you.

- Oh! - Father!

- You come when I say! - Father!

- I am unhurt. - What do you want?

The Sheriff wants you where he can see you.

- My father is frail, release him! - You do not tell me what to do!

- Burn the house. - Guy, no! No!

- Please, Sir Guy. - Better.

Sir Guy...

Beg.

Sir Guy...

please, I beg you.

Much better.

But still not good enough.

No! Stop!

No!

- Don't! - Get out.

Guards, to the castle. Move it!

Come on! Get moving!

Come on!

Move out.

Something's up. That is proper lock-down.

It can't just be for Edward and Marian.

Now, who is that?

Oh! Why don't you just knock on the door and ask the Sheriff?

We're not gonna find out much standing around here all morning.

What would you recommend?

Since you ask, I was gonna go to the tavern,

I've got some new tricks to try out - look at this.

- Three cups, right? - Come on.

No, no, come on - Robin, this is lovely, honest.

Since when have we been tavern tricksters, Allan?

Why'd you let Gisborne grab Marian in the first place?

Be careful.

Ah!

The sanctimonious old fart.

And her father.

I gather you've been careless with your wood fire.

You know full well that is not the case.

Tell me, whose side are you on?

Mine or King Richard's? Hm?

The real world or the old world?

Yours.

No!

Come along. We both know...

that's not true, don't we?

I believe in justice. I believe in the rights of a free man.

Who cares what you believe in?

Hm?

I have a plan and I will not tolerate dissent.

So...

you are under house arrest, here in the castle,

until I can find some use for you.

- My Lord Sheriff, I must protest. - You must?

My father is unwell. He must be allowed to...

One more word out of you, missy, and your father will never be unwell again.

My Lord, another one of our friends has arrived.

Good.

Guy!

Please - the castle is no place for an old man.

You think you can humiliate a man at the altar,

a man like me, and get away with it?

You're wrong.

- Marian's in there. - Having cakes and ale with the Sheriff?

- You don't get it, do you? - No, I don't, that's what I'm saying.

We risk our lives to get money, then we give it all away.

We should get something.

If we don't get anything, we're going to get weak, demoralized.

- You're not weak. - No, but I might get weak.

- Anyway, it doesn't matter to you. - Why?

You've always been weak.

Very funny. Funny.

Why don't you just...

- just... - Why don't I just what?

Why don't you just jigger off?

Jigger off? You what?

- What does that mean - jigger? - You know what it means.

Right.

What?

- Where are you going? Master... - Just let him go.

He needs to cool off.

We've forgotten about the poor. We said we'd be here to hand down.

The Sheriff's not forgotten about them. Look at that.

Poor woman. He can't let a day go by without humiliating one of them.

For now. We'll try the west gate. Come on.

All right.

- Just had your wages? - What's it to you?

I thought you might fancy doubling your money.

There's another one.

I know that man.

Foster of Rotherham.

- Who is he? - He's a schemer.

And he's nasty and he's an enemy of the King.

The day Foster and the Sheriff get together is a black day

and if all those visitors are the same, then...

Go back and tell the others to get ready

and tell Will to think of a way to get over that wall.

Where are you going?

Well, if we get in, we'll need uniforms.