Dragonheart: Battle for the Heartfire

It's a girl.

Another one?

It's a boy.

Walter? (GASPING)

They're bewitched. Those children are marked.

It's been a hard night.

The end is near.

We have waited too long to choose King Gareth's successor.

No one can convince the King to stop searching for his son.

And to give up hope that Walter might be reconciled

to take his place as rightful heir.

Walter is not coming back, Brother Osmund.

If His Majesty dies today, the land has no crown,

and no dragon to defend it.

Unless, of course, you have evidence

to suggest Drago might survive?

I'm afraid not.

The Queen passed when her dragon died.

A shared heart will always mean shared pain.

And a shared death.

(KING GARETH BREATHING RAGGEDLY)

Brother Osmund, I can count on your support?

Councilor, shouldn't Drago choose a successor if the King cannot?

Drago had his chance.

We need a strong leader on the throne,

and I am the best candidate.

Perhaps, you're right.

Drago, I am honored by your...

I did have my chance.

We shared many adventures.

Built a castle into the sky.

Lived by the Old Code and raised a new generation of dragons.

Truly, he was exceptional.

Through this unction,

may the Lord pardon thee for whatever sins thou hast committed.

Through this unction,

may the Lord pardon thee for whatever sins thou hast committed.

May blessings be upon thee both in the hereafter.

Of the King, it is certain.

But in the matter of his son, I can't help but think that I let him down.

His Majesty never spoke a word against you.

Yet, I consider the rift in his family my greatest failure.

When I die, I will not be surprised

if the great dragons in the stars

turn my spirit away from a place among them.

And what about the crown?

Speak now, before it is too late.

I am still bonded.

With whom?

I can't tell.

It's different than before...

Faint.

Forgive me for leaving you, but I must find out who it is.

Let's go for a walk.

Hmm.

Peter, how's your sister?

Come on.

Which way?

Okay.

You're welcome.

They always forget, you need four to take me down.

Our hero!

Come here, boy, have a look!

My hero, Edric!

Sheriff!

Blackmoor's barricaded himself in the barn.

Excellent.

Blackmoor!

You are charged with murder and banditry

within the Shire of Earl Robert Cole.

I am, as you know, his sheriff...

More like his arse-boy!

Okay. What are you doing?

I'm gonna burn him out. Where's the fun in that?

Get him, Edric! Get him, Edric!

Whoo!

Just doing my duty. Here!

Just doing my duty. For you.

Oh, really? No, I can't. Thank you.

You're too kind. Thank you so much.

You're too kind.

I couldn't do it without you. Couldn't do it.

No way.

No way, no how.

My Lord.

Edric.

Thank you. Couldn't do it without you.

Well done, Edric.

Profits will be up with that lot finally dangling from a noose.

Oh.

What's wrong, Edric?

Excuse me.

Feel like you're being watched?

It feels like I'm being judged. Stay behind me, My Lord.

Wait, I mean you no harm.

Dragons do nothing but harm!

Easy.

Edric the Mighty, is it?

I'll admit you've got the strength of two men.

It's three.

And a flair for showing off.

Stand and fight,

so I can end whatever sorcery you're using to see inside my soul.

Maybe I'll just roast you!

You see?

A dragon's first impulse is violence.

Just as my father taught me, you were born to kill, not to take care of us.

Your father is teaching you lies.

And now you speak ill of the dead?

When I'm done with you,

you will be begging Edric, son of Walter, for mercy.

Walter?

Your father was Walter?

You knew him.

Your father was the only beloved son of King Gareth and Queen Rhonu.

Come on. Higher.

But Walter had no interest in following the path of knighthood.

Father!

Though his father loved Walter,

running a kingdom and helping me raise seven dragons

took more time from the boy than he appreciated.

Naturally, Walter took to his mother's Celtic independence.

Let's do a throw together.

When tragedy killed the dragon with whom she was bonded,

Walter was devastated.

The King was away, I was going to bring him back,

but before I could, your father had made up his mind.

Get back!

You say you're here to bring peace,

but dragons have done nothing but take from me.

He disappeared without a trace.

We searched, but we never found him.

Your father was heir to the throne. You are next in line.

He never spoke about his childhood.

We lived so deep in the forest.

Maybe he thought that if we were near the castle

that I'd find out the truth?

Whoa. Hello.

Whoa. Sorry. Nice to meet you. Welcome.

Hello. These doors?

Please.

The royal courtyard.

Big. (CHUCKLES)

And the famed castle murals.

Are we to simply believe that he is the heir?

Look, I don't blame you for being cautious.

And damn me if I'll ever trust a dragon,

but somehow I feel what he says is true.

It's the bond.

If he feels it,

Drago feels it,

it must be true.

First, my capable Sheriff.

Now, My Liege.

Um...

I'm... One moment.

Your Majesty?

Everyone will understand if this is too much for you.

I knew it. I knew I was meant to do more than simply hide away.

To use my strength for a greater cause.

I'm King?