Emerald City

Previously on "Emerald city"...

My father was the only one to see me as I truly am.

I do see you.

The crest is king Pastoria's,

handed down to his daughter at birth.

The Princess...

Ozma.

The witch of the east is dead.

A witch's spells are her own.

Normally, east would have had an apprentice,

but you put an end to all that, didn't you?

Forgive me.

The mother witch lives

and is breeding witches for Glinda.

Roan.

Lucas?

That's not my name.

I return to our fight against the wizard.

I seek leniency for Dorothy,

who spared my life at Nimbo.

Even if she was sent by the wizard to kill you.

I will return with all the soldiers of Ev,

and we will turn your Emerald city red with blood.

Make these guns.

We take them to war.

A war on magic!

I should be coming with you.

Who will look after Emerald city?

No one better than you.

But if you are to meet the witches in battle,

then I should be there.

There will be no battle.

After retrieving the weapons from Ev,

we'll march north to Glinda and bury her

and her pathetic witchlings.

Then we'll host a celebration

to quell any doubts that science triumphs over magic.

You've been keeping secrets.

I've been keeping a dagger.

For protection.

This belongs to the Princess Ozma.

Heir to the throne of Emerald city.

Her father, king Pastoria,

gave this to her on her nameday.

I don't know what any of that means.

It's sacred.

As sacred as Ozma was, herself.

Is she dead?

When the wizard defeated the beast forever,

he consolidated his power by slaughtering the king and queen.

And the Princess.

What's that got to do with me?

If, by some miracle, she survived...

She'd be exactly your age.

I'm not a Princess.

You don't know what you are.

I'm a boy.

You were turned into a boy.

Why else but to hide you? To protect you.

Everyone keeps telling me who and what I am.

When do I get to decide?

You are the only child of Samuel and Katherine Pastoria.

Your parents loved you and kept you safe till the day they died.

Or you're an orphan, with no past and no future

who was hidden for no reason.

You want to decide?

Then decide.

Who are you?

What kind of a name is Ozma?

It means "leader of Oz."

Me?

We were born for greater things, you and I.

We were born to fly.

There's no way out.

I've been looking for months.

How often do they check on you?

Twice a day.

So they can get in here?

Yeah.

Sometimes there, sometimes here.

Sometimes this wall.

They have magic.

I'm conspicuously mortal.

How far along are you?

Far.

And your crime?

Falling in love.

I broke my oath of celibacy to the high council.

I hid it long enough that now

she doesn't know what to do with me.

Others weren't as lucky.

Glinda spared you because of your child.

Glinda only cares about her own.

Like the child you brought with you.

She's a witch. - Yes.

And she's not staying either.

Given your crime, I doubt she'll get a vote.

What crime is that?

Kidnapping Glinda's husband.

I searched everywhere for you, roan.

I thought I'd lost you forever.

Well, had I known...

You couldn't have.

The spell was designed to protect you.

If ever you're exposed,

you'd have no memory of me.

But perhaps the magic worked too well.

I'm here, aren't I?

How long have you been traveling with this assassin?

Dorothy's not an assassin.

The wizard sent her to kill me.

She saved my life, Glinda.

And what did you do for her?

The same, when necessary.

And when necessity played no part?

Glinda...

I can't be responsible for my actions if I was not myself.

Then don't come back until you are.

Where is your baby's father?

Murdered by the wizard.

The wizard?

Why?

As I betrayed Glinda, he betrayed the wizard.

People fear monsters.

Attacks from the sea or sky.

But what they should really fear

is the wizard of Oz.

He's the true beast forever.

Lucas.

No, don't call me that.

What should I call you?

My name is roan.

Who's married.

Do you have children?

No.

- Do you love her? - Stop.

No matter what I call you,

you're still the same man.

How can I be?

You have to convince Glinda that you mean her no harm.

- That would be a lie. - Then I can't help you.

That woman needs help.

Look, I know you're confused.

I've been confused, too, ever since I came to Oz.

But then I found you. Oh, Dorothy.

- We found each other. - Yes.

Then do something.

I can't.

Don't you remember anything that happened between us?

Of course I do.

Glinda is my wife.

Yeah, this was a mistake.

I shouldn't have come.

Lucas.

Lucas!

Oh, roan.

I've missed you so.

We need a doctor. Her baby's breached.

- Ah! - Come on.

No.

Ah.

We have a baby coming, so you can either kill me now

or you can go and tell Glinda

to bring her ass down here

with some hot water and some towels.

Your choice.

Gah! Aah.

Ahh.

Ah.

Good morning, sir.

Your breakfast.

- Where's the Princess? - Forgive me, sir,

but her ladyship is now queen.

Right, yeah.

Would you like us to draw you a bath?

- A bath? - The queen often enjoys

a bath after her meals.

Of course, sir. I do apologize.

Will the queen be joining me?

Not in the bath, sir.

No, for breakfast.

Not likely, but if you're not hungry and don't fancy a bath,

then perhaps we could simply oil your odd parts.

What is this place?

The crypt of our sacred temple.

A place not even the wizard knows about.

- What are those? - Reliquaries.

Where every fallen sorceress is remained.

Are those their ashes?

Their spells.

When a witch dies, we don't preserve their body.

We preserve their magic.

This is all that is left of my sister.

Mistress of the eastern wood, most merciful and stern.

Did we come here to pray?

Witches don't pray and wait for answers.

We act.

So...

I want you to drink her. - What?

You want power, don't you?