Xena: Warrior Princess

Hurry up, old woman. His Majesty hasn't got all night.

Patience, Nemos. The future has all the time in the world.

Almighty Zeus.

Grace me with the vision of your all-seeing eyes.

Well, what do they say ?

There is truth to your dreams, your Lordship.

There is, indeed, a child in your future.

You're reading the past, woman.

My son died in childbirth, months ago.

Apologies, my Lord, but this child is not of your line.

He is an orphan,

of humble parentage,

born on the equinox.

He is a child in your possession.

Such an infant was born to one of your servants.

The mother died in childbirth.

Then, what of this child ?

It is... puzzling, my Lord.

I only speak the vision.

No one is going to blame you for your gift.

What is it ?

The child will one day occupy the throne...

Your throne, my Lord.

- Why, that's ridiculous ! - The stones do not lie.

What is it, then ? Will he attempt to take the throne by force ?

Will he grow to lead an army ? What is it ?

I cannot read that.

But whatever it is,

his birth has set the course of events in motion.

Thoughts, advisor ?

We're talking about a mere infant.

Threats to the crown take on many guises.

You promised his mother on her death-bed

that you'd care for him as your own, did you not ?

You know I did, but... But then, listen to me, Philana.

The child is in grave danger.

The king's advisor, Nemos, is hunting for him.

Put him in the basket.

May the gods protect you, child.

Hey, sleepy-head. Wake up.

Good morning.

Did you sleep OK ?

Like a rock. You ?

On a rock.

I kept trying to find that one patch of ground that didn't have a boulder on it.

What's that ?

Is that a cat ?

A big cat ?

Or, or, or a griffen, yeah.

A big griffen with a cat in its mouth.

Maybe not.

What is it ?

Well, it's not a cat or a griffen.

In a time of ancient gods...

...warlords...

...and kings...

A land in turmoil cried out for a hero...

She was Xena...

a mighty princess, forged in the heat of battle...

...The power...

...The passion...

...The danger...

Her courage will change the world...

You're just the most precious little thing. Yes, you are.

Xena, can we keep him ?

It is a him, isn't it ?

Oh, I always wanted a little brother.

He belongs with his mother.

Well,

whoever she is, she obviously doesn't want him.

I mean, imagine sending a baby down a river.

Maybe she had a reason.

Well, I guess we should find out.

Why's he crying ? Are you holding him wrong, or something ?

No, maybe he's hungry.

He must have come from that village upriver.

We'll get him something to eat there, and find out who he belongs to.

What should we call him ?

I mean, until we find his mother.

You know, Gabriel's a nice name.

Then of course, Xenos is good, too.

I miss you so, my love.

- Any news ? - None, my Lord.

But we have just begun our search.

The child will be found, don't worry.

Perhaps, we should let things be.

I mean, do we dare tamper with fate ?

I believe that fate is just an excuse for men with no destiny.

You, my Lord, are destined for greatness.

And I would hate to see that threatened by the hand of a child.

When the child is an adult, with a dagger to my throat,

then I'll view him as a threat.

- For now... - I would agree with you, my Lord,

except word of the prophecy has already reached the outer villages.

There are some who already consider him your successor.

And if the child were to fall into the wrong hands...

The people can't afford another civil war, Nemos.

You brought us through the last one, my Lord.

How many lives were saved through your leadership ?

And how many lives are at stake, should the child remain free ?

It's been six months since she died, taking my son with her.

This child...

My command is unchanged. Bring him to me...

I'll decide what to do once I have him.

That's it ! Tie it tighter ! Watch your hands !

I take it you're in charge.

It's that obvious ?

In my experience, cowardly mobs

are usually led by weasles.

What's this woman done ?

Send her to Hades.

Finish her off !

Didn't your mother ever tell you not to turn your back on a lady ?

Any volunteers to replace him ?

I didn't think so.

Are you all right ?

I'm fine.

You're fine ?

Did I just miss something ? They were going to kill you.

Yes.

I think they were.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

- Here, I'll get this. - No, no wait, please.

Just, be careful with that bag.

It's all right...

I've got it.

We better get this baby to shelter.

This'll have to do till the storm passes.

Good.

Wait !

I was only trying to help.

Does that box have anything to do with what those people wanted ?

In a way.

But it was me they were after.

After you, because...

Because I was born into the wrong family, and I'm paying for it now.

- My name is Pandora. - Pandora...

- the one who opened the box ? - No, that was my grandmother.

We have the same name, but, yes, I still carry...

The box. The box !

No, don't, don't, please... Don't worry. It can't hurt you.

If you know the story, you'll remember,

all the desires of mortals were released when my grandmother opened it.

Except the hope of mankind.

Yes...

the hope of mankind is the one thing my grandmother managed to trap.

That's why we all still have hope.

It's the rest of man's desires that are fleeting.

Like what ?

That's all right.

This box is the most important thing in my life.

It's why I can't live my life.

Gabrielle... Give the baby to Pandora and come help me here.

Ah, Look, I'm not really the best one to be trusted with a baby.

Just... hold your arms out.

Make sure you hold his head up.

What do you need ?

Get me my saddlebag.

For that you needed me ?

Don't even think about it.

We do not rest until the infant is found.

But remember,

he needn't necessarily be found alive.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. You'll have to check your weapons.

We just want some milk and some port.

Weapons first, then milk.

Go ahead and sit down.

He's cute, isn't he ?

I'd like to say he has my nose.

What can I say ? He does.

Get Nemos.

- Can you hold him ? - Yes.

And hurry.

Gabriel.

We're looking for the mother of this baby.

I'm an innkeeper, that's all I know.

That'll be six dinars.

Oh, yes, hello.

Something about our baby bothering you ?

No, no, I got work to do.

Keep moving.

By the order of King Gregor, that child is under arrest.

Give me that child.

No, no, don't be afraid, little one.

Better do like he says.

Get behind the bar.

- The box ! - Come on !

Get the baby !

Get down !

Give me that baby !

Pandora... Get down !

Surrender now, and I'll spare your life.

I was about to say the same to you.

Get her !

You all right ?

Yeah.

What ? What do you want with me ?

You sent the boy after them.

I notice things like that.