(thunder rumbling) BOY: "Fee-fi-fo-fum... (thunder rumbling) "Ask not whence the thunder comes "Ask not where the herds have gone "Nor why the birds have ceased their song "When coming home, don't take too long For monsters roam in Albion." (thunder cracks) Jack, you're still up. Sorry, Father. The Giants woke me. Jack, it's a thunderstorm. Mother used to say the Giants made the thunder. Look. Where did you find that? Along with her old things. Will you read the rest to me? All right. Where are we up to? The monks were trying to find God, so they made magic... Magic seeds. Aye. I remember now. (voice-over): "With seeds they pulled from a magical pod "The monks grew a pathway to seek out their God "But when they came to what they thought was heaven's gate They met with a terrible, grisly fate..." (thunder cracks) (monks screaming) "For between heaven and earth "was a perilous place "Gantua, home to a fierce Giant race "With a bridge now before them to the world of men A plague of Giants descends..." (roars) "Taking a cue from the richest of kings "They acquired a taste for acquiring things But the one taste that caused them to lose all control..." WOMAN (voice-over): "Was a taste for the mankind Blood, bones and all." (man screams) Well, that's revolting. Too scary, Isabelle? Giants aren't scary. Not even their terrifying leader, a monstrous Giant with two heads? Keep reading, Mother. It's just a story. Is it? "King Erik bade the monks return to dark arts (voice-over): "To find some way to rule Giant hearts "So they melted one down, mixed in magic and more And they crafted a crown unlike any before." JACK (voice-over): King Erik's magic crown. This is my favourite part. FATHER: "As soon as the king took the Crown in hand "The Giants were slave to his every command "He sent them back to the place of their birth "Their home now a prison between heaven and earth Erik severed the link between Giants and men..." MOTHER: "And peace returned to his kingdom again "The mystical relics were all that remained "Safe with Erik through the years that he reigned "And when time came at last for King Erik to sleep He took Crown and seed with him for permanent keep..." FATHER: "And as the king's bones slowly crumbled away Truth became legend..." "Or so people say." (thunder rumbling) What will happen when the Giants come back? They won't, son. -But what if they do? -Jack... Well, I guess the king's Guardians will have to cut them down to size. I want to be a Guardian, then. You have the spirit, son. No doubt about that. But the king's Guardians must be born of noble blood. There's not much in ours but dirt and sweat. (thunder rumbles) It's only a story, Jack. Giants aren't real. ISABELLE (voice-over): But King Erik was real. He was. In some ways, he still is. You're of his blood. I've seen where he's buried. In the royal catacombs? It sounds like you've been having some adventures of your own. Am I in trouble? Not at all. I want you to have adventures. It'll make you a better queen. How? Because you'll get to see how the world works. And when you're queen, you'll have the power to make the world a better place. Now off to sleep. Sweet dreams, Isabelle. Leave that one. All right. Now get some sleep, son. We have to be out on the field before first light. Father? How do you know Giants aren't real? (thunder rumbling) I don't. (door creaks) "And jealous eyes are looking down "On peaceful fields in Albion (voice-over): "An enemy vows will come a day "When Giants return and Giants stay "To wage a war, and this time win And to eat the last of Erik's kin." (thunder cracks) 5 (horse neighs) Jack, when you're back from selling the horse, get working on the weeds out back. They're about to swallow the house. I'll get to it, Uncle. And Jack... Yes, Uncle? Don't get distracted. (horse whinnies) JACK: Come on, don't look at me like that. I wouldn't sell you, but we haven't got much choice. (people talking indistinctly) JACK: Horse and cart for sale. Going for a price. I'll be sad to see him go. Horse and cart? (crowd laughing) MAN (voice-over): Fee-fi-fo-fum Ask not whence the thunder comes Ask not where the herds have gone Nor why the birds have ceased their song When coming home, don't take too long For monsters roam in Albion. (audience murmurs) Now let's turn that frown upside down -(trumpets play fanfare) -Here comes King Erik with his magic crown. MAN 2: Hello, mates! I'm Erik the Great. AUDIENCE: Hello, Erik! Would you like to hear how -I defeated the Giants? -AUDIENCE: Yeah! ACTOR: In Gantua, we set our scene Where a stalk has grown from a magic bean And from there, beyond the reach of men A plague of Giants did descend. (roaring) (screaming) (growls playfully) (chuckles) -(applause) -And what do we have over here? They were not all good-natured... Hello, pretty. And what might your name be? ISABELLE: It's none of your business. -Very pretty. -Ooh. (gasps) -And where did you get that? -Very nice. -From my mother. -Ooh. ISABELLE: Now, please, let me be. (men chuckling) MAN: Yeah. Come on, Badger, go after her. Where do you think you're going? What's the matter, love? Not enjoying the show? ISABELLE: Get your hands off me. Hey! Hey! That's no way to treat a la... ...lady. (Jack groans) To be honest, you looked a little too drunk to do that. Now, what say we let the good lady go home, and I'll consider forgetting all about this. We're sorry, sir. We-we don't want any trouble. Good. 'Cause that's what you're gonna get. Trouble. Yeah. All three of you. A whole lot of trou... (crowd murmurs) There's something behind me, isn't there? What's your name? Jack. Something wrong with your knees, Jack? Forward. (horse neighs) (indistinct conversations) Where's my cart? Has anyone seen my cart? MAN: Roderick! -Roderick. -What? The king wants to see you. Why? Princess has wandered off, again. You gonna let her do that kind of thing once you two is married? When we're married, as far as I'm concerned, she can wander off a cliff. (younger man chuckles goofily) I have bigger plans. Roderick, why do you think them monks shave their heads like that? Is that so God can see into their brains? That's what I like about you, Wicke ` stuffed to the gills with insatiable curiosity. (chuckles) (door creaks) Now, that's a pity. Oh, thank God, it's still here. (sighs) Close the gates to the city, take some men and find that monk. WICKE: Under the authority of the Lord High Constable of Cloister, this gate will remain closed until I find what I am looking for! I am looking for a thief! If you ain't stolen nothing, you ain't got nothing to worry about! You there! With the bald head! Turn around, let me see your face! MAN: Enough! Bow! Him! Oi! -On your knees! -JACK: Horse for sale. Knock the hats off their heads! Now! Last chance, going for a great price. He's a good horse for a cart, if you had one. I'll give you ten coppers. Ten? Really? I'm on an urgent mission. Life and death. Yeah, all right, deal. Now, I don't have the money with me. But there's money at the abbey. Well, I'm sure you're an honest man, and I'd much rather sell Anser to a man of the cloth than... well, a butcher, but I can't afford to go home empty-handed. Of course. Of course. I want to see their baldy heads! MAN (in distance): All right, move yourselves! Keep coming forward! Which is why I'm offering you collateral. (men continue shouting in distance) Beans. Not just beans. They are holy relics, from a very special time, long, long ago. MAN (in distance): Forward! (footsteps marching) JACK: They look like beans to me. They are priceless to the monks of Cloister. Certainly worth far more than ten coppers. Whatever happens, you must bring those beans back to the abbey. Take them to Prior Puffin and tell him that Brother Abel sent you. You'll get your money, I promise. Brother Abel, these are just beans. Son, those beans have the power to change the world as we know it. Don't lose them. And whatever you do, don't get them wet. (wind whistling softly) WICKE (slow-motion): Stop... that... monk! (villagers clamouring) -(woman shrieks) -Watch it! Hey! You there! Stop! Grab him! Seize him! Take him down! Whoa! Block the exit! Grab him now! -(horse neighs) -Whoa! (grunts) SOLDIER: Stay where you are! Don't move! WICKE: Hello, monk. I'm sorry, Elmont. Sorry for what, Princess? Well, I don't mean to make your job so hard all the time. It's just, sometimes, I have to get out of here. UNCLE (voice-over): I don't ask for much in return for all those years I put food in your belly, clothes on your back, a roof over your head. So, what do I have to show for it? -Beans! -I'll take them to the abbey tomorrow, and-and we'll tell the monks what happened. You believe that story? I mean, he was a monk. 'Cause he wore a robe? -Funny haircut? -Yeah. No. -(mutters): I don't know. -Monks have no money. They're monks. The man robbed you! Jack, you have got to grow up. You're 18 years old. And I'm not going to be around forever. Majesty. Oh, apparently, I'm not supposed to move. ISABELLE: Seems like cheating. KING: You can't keep running off like this, Isabelle. What if something were to happen to you? You're the future queen of Cloister. According to you, having a king is all that matters. I've never said any such thing. So why force me to marry someone twice my age whom I-I do not love? I'm sorry, Roderick. So that's what this is about, hmm? ARTIST: Majesty, please be still. No. It's about your refusal to see that I'm not some fragile, helpless creature. You are so like your mother. UNCLE (voice-over): Just like your father. Head in the clouds. Useless! No, I can fix this. I promise. Too late for that. Nothing left to fix. I never thought it would come to this. Your parents' things. Should fetch a few week's worth at the market. Take my old legs half the night to get there with no horse. No, you can't sell those. They aren't yours to sell. Horse was. Cart, too. Jack, it was a simple task. Sell the horse, buy some thatch, fix the roof. You've got to take responsibility. ISABELLE (voice-over): Then let me. Let me show you how responsible I can be. Let me get to know the people that I am meant to lead. Let me step outside without sending a dozen guards to rescue me. ARTIST: Your Majesty! The day I lost your mother was the darkest day of my life. I do not intend to lose you, too. UNCLE (voice-over): Darkest day of my life. The day I lost your father to the plague. Made worse by the plague he left me. ISABELLE (voice-over): Yet if I were a prince, you'd allow me to find my own way. Mother said I should marry for love, but all in my own time. Please, Father, let me show you that I am capable. You're the princess and belong in the safety of the palace. And you will marry Roderick. There's nothing further to discuss. So sayeth the king. (sighs) (echoing): Isabelle! 9 (thunder rumbling, wind whistling) (quiet, indistinct chatter) Well? Did you get anything out of him? No. He wouldn't spill the beans. (clears throat) I'm going to ask you just once ` Where are they? You should have left them where they were buried. They are born of dark magic. And once darkness gets a taste for light, it will not stop... until it has swallowed the sun. You cannot hope to control it. We will never let you succeed. We owe it to God. (groans) You owe it to God? Well... give him my regards. (thunder crashes) Come on. You're not that stubborn, old man. (horse neighing) (thunder crashes) -(horse neighs) -Oh! Easy, boy. Easy, boy. (clicks tongue) What? (meows) Fine. I'll go after him. (thunder rumbling) -(Jack grunts) -(Isabelle screams) I'm sorry to disturb you, but... I saw your light, and I'm lost. Well... well, come in, please. (Jack sighing) I'm Jack. How do you do, Jack? What are you doing out in this nasty weather? Well, it wasn't like this when I set out. The storm just crept up on me. What, and you... and you just saw my light? Yes. JACK: You were riding alone? ISABELLE: At the moment. JACK: Do you do that often? ISABELLE (chuckles): Is this your farm? JACK: Yes. No. Sort of. My uncle and I are tenant farmers. We just work the land. And, uh, these books? Yeah, th-they're mine. It's unusual for a farm boy. Judging by the cover, are we? What do you like reading? I like a good adventure. In books or in life? Oh, till I can find a way to get off this farm, I have to settle for books. -And, uh, that mark on your face... -Ow! ...was that an adventure? I, um... uh, got in a fight today. At the market. What about? I was... defending the honour of the princess. (quiet laugh) Princess? Really? You sure you, uh... you didn't read that in one of your books? How did you know it was the princess? JACK: I didn't. Just saw she needed help. It wasn't until the Guardians showed up that I realized who she was. Anyway, it happened very fast. Uh, I wouldn't blame her if she didn't remember me. What are you running away from? Well, who says I'm running away from anything? Maybe I'm running toward something. Just looking for an adventure of my own. Well, so far, you've run toward the light on my porch... Your Highness. Please stand. (sighs) You must think I'm very silly. No. I just wish that... Well, earlier, at the market... Thank you for defending my honour, Jack. Any time. JACK: Here, I'll... I'll take your coat. And... until you find your own adventure... (chuckles softly) -"The Giants of Gantua." -(meows) My father used to read that to me. (chuckles) That was always my mother's job. I hope you find what you're looking for, Your Highness. Call me Isabelle. Isabelle. (cat moaning) -(rumbling) -(meows) (clattering) (grunting) (groaning) Isabelle! -Jack! -(grunting) (neighs) (panting) (screams) No! (grunting) ISABELLE: Help! Hurry! (screams) Get me out! Jack, please! No! (grunting) (frightened whimper) (screams) (screams) (grunts) Jack! You came back! JACK: No, no, no. No. What is it? What's wrong? Heights. I'm not wildly keen on heights. (Jack grunting) (panting) Hold on. I'm coming. ISABELLE (screams): It's stuck! (both grunting) (Isabelle screaming) Hold on! (grunting) -(Jack screams) -No! Jack! (screaming) (grunts) Whoa! (grunts) (thunder crashes) (birds chirping) KING BRAHMWELL: What were you doing with my daughter's bracelet? Hmm? -Down! -Hmm? No, I-I didn't steal it. I promise. She showed up at my house looking for shelter. I was trying to help her, Your Majesty, and then... And then? All this happened. WOMAN: I say stay away from it. ELMONT: Wait a minute. I recognize you from the market. Your name is, uh, Jack. Let him up. (whispering): Beans. And where is your house, Jack? KING BRAHMWELL: Elmont... assemble a team of your best men. -Men who can climb. -Yes, sire. Your Majesty, I'd like to accompany them. ELMONT: With due respect, Lord Roderick, this mission is likely to be extremely arduous. Best left to the professionals. Your Majesty, I would like the chance to prove my worth to my beloved and to you. KING BRAHMWELL: Very well. Just bring her back. -Jack! -No further. Jack! What have you done? Who is this man? JACK: He's my uncle. Your Majesty... -I want to volunteer. -UNCLE: Jack! -ELMONT: Your Majesty, please. -CRAWE: Why don't we bring our wives and lady friends while we're at it? -Let's not... -(laughing) Let's not be hasty. I think the young man should come with us. He's the only one who saw what happened, and he might shed some light on this mystery. -Your Majesty... -No, Elmont, Roderick's right. He might be an asset. Now, go. And may God help you bring back my daughter. (soldiers shouting indistinctly) MAN: Hold to a line, soldiers! MAN 2: Please, sir, the other side of the tree. That means move back. Please, sir. Move back. (grunting) JACK: What do you suppose is up there? ELMONT: I'm not a superstitious man, Jack. I never suppose. I simply prepare for everything. What, like Giants? -No, everything real. -(gasps) -Fear of heights? -Fear of falling. Well, then don't fall. JACK: Oh, that's great advice. Yeah. All right, let's get moving, chaps. ELMONT: I do hope you're not putting yourself through all this with the aim of impressing the princess. What? No. Good. Because you'd be barking up the wrong beanstalk. (bird caws) Even if she could avoid marrying Roderick, law dictates that she will never marry a commoner. Tallyho. Your turn. ELMONT: Come on, Jack! It's not very far. Come on. You want to know a little trick? No. When I'm afraid, I imagine a big piece of cake floating right in front of me. Brilliant. Thanks. Like a reward waiting for you, just within arm's reach. Right. Can you see it? Not really. Then go get it! (Jack screaming) (grunting) (Jack screams) Crawe. Am I dead? Not just yet. (sighs) (thunder rumbling, wind whistling) (grunting) (wind howling) (screaming) -Help us! -Bloody hell! Pull us up! (yells) Help! (grunting) Wicke. Wicke! I think it's time to lighten the load. GUARDIAN: Save us! GUARDIAN 2: Help! Wicke, what are you doing? No! Please! No! What's happening down there? No! Please! Sorry, boys. (grunts) (screaming) Roderick, what's going on? The line. It snapped. They're gone. They're all gone. (thunder rumbling) 9 (cawing) (grunting softly) Isabelle. CRAWE: Well, look at that. CRAWE: Well, she's not in the house. This is the only other place she could have gone. And if she climbed down, we would have seen her. She didn't climb down. She climbed up. RODERICK: Why would she do that? CRAWE: If she were cold. Or hungry. Or looking for an adventure. (wind whistling) Crawe. Bald. Thank you, sir. Is this all you have? The rations went down with my men. (sniffs) Where are the beans? Shh. My lord? There are exactly three men in Cloister who can make a person disappear. The Lord High Constable, the Lord High Steward and the Chief Advisor to the King. Unfortunately for you, I'm all three. (laughing) Come on. Come on! Come on! And not a word, or you and your uncle... (blows) Crawe? It's her, yes? Course it's her. She's a smart girl. Isabelle? So she can find her way back. Keep up, or you'll be left behind. All together now! Pull! -And heave! -Pull! Maybe he slipped. Yes. Maybe they all slipped. There's another mark. Half finished. Something happened here. CRAWE: Isabelle! RODERICK: Isabelle! ELMONT: Isabelle! BALD: Isabelle! Isabelle! CRAWE: Isabelle! ELMONT: Isabelle! I'm getting an awfully bad feeling about this, Crawe. CRAWE: She's a resourceful girl. We'll find her. She hid in here. I think something grabbed her. Why would you think that? Well, this is the book I gave her. And look at those broken branches. Crawe. Something big pulled her out of there. She's in trouble. Bald, you go with Wicke and Roderick. Take the high ground. We'll continue on this way. Now, don't engage in anything unless you have to. Remember, our mission is to find and return the princess. And we must assume that this is now hostile territory. CRAWE: And that every story your fathers told you was true. Good luck. (thunder rumbling) Anyone hungry? (sheep bleating) (chuckles) (gasps) (both grunting) -Elmont! -Hold on! Elmont! Me knife! I can't get me knife! Get the knife. Come on, man, cut it. Go on, lad. Come on. (birds cawing) JACK: Elmont, come on! -Just cut us out. -OK! JACK: You want to do it? (sheep bleating) Almost there. Just a bit more. (screams) (trees cracking, snapping) (footsteps thudding) JACK: Crawe? What was that? (trees cracking, snapping) -Help me get down! -Jack! -Crawe! -Get out! Get out, lad! -Get out now! -I'm trying. (screams) (trees cracking, snapping) (panting) (footsteps thud, trees crack and snap) (thunder rumbling, bird cawing) (footsteps thud, trees crack and snap) (footsteps thudding) (anxious gasping, then takes deep breath) -(footsteps thudding) -(anxious gasping) (bleating) (panting) (Giant grunts) (sniffs) (gasps) (tree cracking) (growls) (grunts) (panting) (sniffs) (growls) (sword slices) (groans) (grunts) (growls) (inhales) (footsteps thudding) We'll have to go around. Your Lordship, stay here and get some rest. I'll scout out the ridge and find the safest way across. Most considerate. Thank you. Oh, look! There's Isabelle! You see her? Right there. Where? We see you, my darling! We're coming, my love, we're coming! -Where? -Right there! Is she OK? (screaming) (Wicke laughs) (laughs) -Roderick? -Yes? Why is it, right, people always scream before they die? Do they think it's gonna help or some... (screams) Put me down! Roderick! (growling) (anxious gasping) (growling) (panting) FALLON (voice-over): Do you believe in God? Well, do you? Of course. Would you like to meet Him? Not yet, no. Then you will answer our questions. SMALL HEAD (groaning): You will answer. How did you get here? I won't answer. I understand what telling you would mean. And not telling us. SMALL HEAD (groans): Not telling. Where are the others? I came alone. You think we are fools?! Where you go, many more will follow! You are a descendent of Erik the Terrible, are you not? SMALL HEAD (slurs, groans): Are you not? Erik the Great? That was so long ago. (chains clinking) Have we faded into legend? (Small Head groans) (back crackles) We have forgotten the look of his face. We have forgotten the sound of his voice. But we never forget... (sniffing) ...a smell. Your blood betrays you, Your Highness. (slurred): Your Highness. (grunts) FALLON (voice-over): My brothers, at long, long last, the mankind have returned. (gasps) They're uglier than I remember. (grunts) And among them comes the blood of our jailer... ...Erik the Terrible! SMALL HEAD (slurring): Erik. Hello there. (gasps) Oh, my God. FALLON: And today, we will taste the sweet nectar of revenge! (Giants murmuring, growling) General. Fee, well done. -Put us down! -Patience, Crawe. ISABELLE: Elmont! Crawe! ELMONT: Your Majesty! Princess! FALLON: What a delightful reunion. I'm afraid we haven't met. (growls) How many are you? CRAWE: Piss off, Giant! ELMONT: Crawe, quiet. FALLON: How did you get here? Where is the way down?! Choke on my bones. (grunting) -Crawe! -(Crawe screaming) -ISABELLE: No! No! -(Fallon growls) Out of the way! I want some! Finn! What is it? Time to eat! Make way! What have you heard? I heard there was three of them. GIANT: Three? How did they get up here? GIANT 2: I don't know. Perhaps they've learned to fly in the air like birds. (chuckles) Nah, mankind is too stupid for that. (laughs) GIANT: That's true. GIANT 2: (chuckles) Come on. Let's see what all the fuss is. (rattling, clinking) (Giants murmuring, laughing) (spits) (sobs softly) (Small Head belches) (Small Head sighs) FALLON: So tell us how you got here, or we eat her. (grunts) FUMM: No, General. I found her. The right to eat her is mine and mine alone. (grunts) We know the rules of the hunt, Fumm. (Small Head snarls) But she is different! The General abuses his power. You're not our king! (snarls) (growls) RODERICK: No! I believe that distinction now belongs to me. (Small Head wheezes) Foe? Fye? We had no choice, General Fallon. He has the-the... The Crown. Yes, the Crown. (groans) Cut from the same rock as your hard hearts. They are inextricably linked. To deny the Crown is to deny your very existence. (groans) So... on... your... knees. (Fallon groans, snarls) Lower. (sighs) Lower. (Fallon sighs, groans) (grunts) ISABELLE: Roderick! On your feet, General. Prisoners of Gantua... ELMONT: Well done, Roderick. -Have them release us at once. -Ah, bup-bup. I'm talking to Giants at the moment. By the way, darling, wedding's off. What...?! RODERICK: So, prisoners of Gantua, I bring you the gift of freedom. -(Giants murmur) -Our freedom. Tonight, we feast, but tomorrow, you shall return below, with me as your new king. First, we will take the kingdom of Cloister, and then her neighbours. And in time, we will test this Viking myth of an even greater land across the sea. -Roderick, are you mad? -Yes. It seems that power's gone directly to my head. ELMONT: You traitorous bastard! Yeah. Mm-hmm. As I was saying, gather your armour, sharpen your swords, and prepare for battle, everyone! We attack at dawn! (Giants cheering) GIANTS (chanting): Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail! (chanting continues) Hail! GIANTS (chanting): Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail! (chanting continues) 5 ISABELLE: Stop! Please let us go! Quiet, you. ELMONT: Don't worry, Princess. Everything will be all right. (grunting) (humming) (Elmont splutters) (Elmont sneezes) (sniffing) (Giant whistles happily) (Giant humming pleasantly) (laughs) Jack. (mutters) Let's see where I put that. - You're here. - You sound surprised. Yeah, well, we're miles up and you're afraid of heights. I'm not afraid. Just not wildly keen. # Fee-fi-fo and fum -Get Elmont. -# I like mankind # -ELMONT: Jack. -# Served well-done # Fallon likes them raw and red # Freshly snatched and not quite dead... # Don't worry. I'll get you out. -I had this, Jack. -Uh-huh. I took my eye off the ball just for a moment, but I had this. -Mm-hmm. -Ow! Careful. # Lick the... Watch out. -Take this. -Got it. # Tasty treats, them's good eats. # (pigs squealing) (humming) (pigs stop squealing one by one) (gasps) Whew! -(Giant whistles happily) -(Elmont gasps, grunts) Elmont! (continues whistling) (grunting) (sniffs) (sizzling) (grunting) (Giant humming a tune) (stops humming) (laughing hysterically) (grunts) (growls) Hello, little one. No! (screams) Put me down! They brought me a duchess once. Quite a fat thing. But you-- all skin and bones. They tell me you're a princess. Let's hope they haven't spoiled you rotten. (sudden shout) (screaming) What's that?! Kill him, Jack! (groaning) (resounding thud) (gasps) (yelling) (gasps) (Jack panting) Well done, Jack. Well done! Here. Thanks. JACK: Come on. I know the way out of here. Where's Crawe? (lively, indistinct conversations) (cheering, applause) MAN: A winner! (bird cawing) (horse splutters) (quiet jingling) General Entin. You called for me, sire? You think we should cut it down? Such words have never passed my lips, sire. I'm not asking what you said. I'm asking what you believe. I believe what I see, sire. And when you look at the stalk, what do you see? I see a way up and a way down. And I pray, as do all my men, that your daughter finds her way down. And if something else finds its way down first? Well, that would mark a time when no man, from noble birth to lowest, would wish he were king. Sorry, General. It looks like mankind is off the menu this evening. (Giants grumbling) You. Me?! No, not... You. GIANT SENTRY: Huh? I have a job for you. It's a hell of a view, my old friend. JACK: That should stop the bleeding. What is it? Yarrow. It's just a weed that grows everywhere, but it can be useful. You know a lot about the land. Ought to. Been working it all my life. ISABELLE: Whereas I have merely owned it. If I hadn't have run away, none of this would have happened. A princess is such a useless thing. If you hadn't run away, Roderick would have taken over the kingdom with no warning. Your running away just might have given Cloister a fighting chance. So no one's useless, least of all the princess. That's why we need to get you back-- because one day you'll be the queen, and from then on, you'll have the power to make the world a better place. Isabelle, imagine all the good things you could do. That's what my mother used to say. -The bleeding's stopped. -Good. (Isabelle chuckles) ELMONT: So, which way now, Jack? Follow the water. That'll lead us to the edge. (water burbling, trickling) (raspy exhale echoing from helmet) (deep snore echoing) ELMONT: Ah, Roderick's handiwork, no doubt. ISABELLE: He must have sent him to block the entrance. (insect buzzing) I've got an idea. What? We're going to wake a sleeping Giant. ELMONT: Well, that doesn't sound like a good idea. (buzzing) This is a terrible idea. Have you ever killed a Giant before? And you've killed, what, one? Which makes you an expert now? Weren't you in an oven an hour ago? (Giant grunts) (gasps) (farts) (raspy exhale echoing in helmet) (deep snorting) (snoring loudly) (bees buzzing) All right, then. The moment he clears that hole, we make a run for it. (bees buzzing) (Giant yells) What the...? Bees! (yells, helmet clanks) Why do these things always happen to me? (grunting and groaning) (sighs, mutters, grunts) (bees buzzing) Huh. Hmm. Whoa...! (all laughing) ISABELLE: You did it, Jack. You did it. Uh, right. Let's go. (screaming) Princess, Jack... you go; I'll be down as soon as I can. What? No, Elmont, we go together. I'm not going anywhere without that Crown. JACK: Well, that's not the mission. Find the princess and bring her home. Well, then, you complete the mission, get her to her father and leave Roderick to me. -Yeah, but... -Did you ever kill a man? Go. Thank you. Here. Thank you for saving my life. You're one of us now, Jack. I'm... I'm honoured. Just come back to us, OK? I will. Go. Go. Isabelle, come on. 9 MAN: Forward! (laughter and chatter) That looks nice. MAN: Over here. Look in this direction there. Can you find it? All right. (gasps) (screaming) (chickens clucking, horse whinnying) (insects buzzing) -(onlookers murmuring) -Keep back. General Entin. Sire. Cut it down. But... The legends are true. For the sake of the kingdom, cut it down. Did you hear me? Forgive me, Isabelle. (yells) You heard your king. We cut it down! You know, for someone who's not wildly keen on heights, you're doing awfully well. Yeah, I've been doing a little trick Crawe taught me. What's the trick? Picture something just ahead of you within arm's reach. Something that makes you happy. Sounds easy enough. It really is. Cloister. I never thought I'd miss it. Isabelle, before you go back to your world and I'm back in mine, you know, whatever happens from here, I just want you to know that I think... JACK: Look at all those lights. What are they doing? They're waiting to welcome us home. We need two more. -I said get the carts moving! -Yes, sir! Pass it up! Come on, quicker! I got it! Steady, now! Lift 'em up! Don't let those blazes go out! Get some water up here! FEE: Brothers, all together. Halt. (sniffs) RODERICK: You there, Fye, Foe, set me down here. -Highness. -Your Majesty. (panting) (grunts, gibbers) (grunts, gibbers) Shh. Oh... Down we go. (grunting) -(grunts) -GIANT: Hey, Roderick! Help me! GIANT: Let's get your fat head out of the way. Dig them out. Come on, brothers. (grunting) Come on, lads. Harder. Come on! (Elmont yells in pain) (grunts) (strained grunting) (yells) (grunting) (Elmont grunting) You thought that you were the hero of this story. (Elmont groaning) Don't you know that we all think that? (laughing) (groans, grunts) (Roderick screaming) (groans) I may not be the hero of this story, but at least I get to see how it ends. (groaning) Help me! Help me! Help me! Almost there. RODERICK (echoing): Help me! (gasping) No! (Giants murmuring) (Small Head grunts) FEE: All hail King Fallon! ALL: Hail! -Hey! -Over here! -Come on! -I need more men! -Now! -Get up, boy. -(horses neighing) -Come on! -Pick up the slack! Stand clear! Stand clear! (rumbling) Oh, no. (snapping) (screaming) (men screaming) (screaming continues) Hang on. (horses neighing) Sire, quickly. (grunts) (gasps) -No...! -(slurred): No...! (rumbling, wind whistling) (grunting) Isabelle, hold on tight. -Ready? -(Isabelle whimpers) -Jump! -(Isabelle screams) Jack! Hold me. -(Jack grunts) -(Isabelle screams) (Isabelle screaming) Well, that worked out better than I expected. -Take cover! -(bell ringing) Get behind the walls! (frantic clamour) (yells) 4 SOLDIER: Horses coming through. SOLDIER 2: Load up the carts! SOLDIER: Halt! Your Majesty. Father! Isabelle. Oh, thank God. (sighs) I thought I'd lost you forever. (laughs) And the rest of the Guardians? Only Elmont survived. But he stayed behind to confront Roderick. Why? Roderick betrayed you, Father. He had the Crown, the one from the legend. He meant to use the Giants to take Cloister. Roderick? I trusted him with my kingdom. And worse, I would have trusted him with you. Isabelle, I am so sorry. It doesn't matter now. It's a long ride back to the castle. Come, let us get you in your armour. Where's Jack? Who's Jack? The one I came down with. The one who rescued me. The farm boy? Jack? A word. I sent my best Guardians up that stalk. All heroes, sire. Yes. But you brought Isabelle back. As a king, I can reward you with many things. As a father, I can never reward you enough. That's very generous, Your Majesty. It's more than I could ever ask for. Matching armour. Nice. (laughs) You look beautiful. Thank you. They're waiting for you. But... To remember me by. I won't need any help remembering. Good-bye, Your Highness. Jack, I told you, -call me... -KING BRAHMWELL: Isabelle. Time to go. (hoofbeats approaching) -(horses neighing) -MAN: Easy, boy. Whoa! Whoa, whoa! Easy. (thunder rumbling) (deep grunting) SMALL HEAD: Look. Not now. SMALL HEAD (slurring): Look at the pouch. -What? -Look at the pouch. What? (slurred): Bean. (blows) (rumbling) Are you ready, my brothers? (others shouting) Can you taste it? (others shouting) Here comes the thunder. -This is it! -Here we go! Fee! Fye! Foe! Fumm! (Fumm yells) Onward and downward! (deep bellowing) Feast on the mankind! Sweet blood! Make way! Make way for the others! To Albion! Remember, Fumm, the princess is mine. (grunts) So sayeth the king. (yells) (Small Head gulps) (yelling) (thunder rumbling) (chuckles) Anser. It's good to see you, boy. You've come a long way. Have I got a story to tell you. Hyah! Hyah! (horses neighing) What's the matter? Nothing, Father. (Giants grunting and yelling) It's good to be back. (Small Head shouts, gibbering) JACK: They're coming! Giants! Less than half a league now, men. Easy, now. (bell ringing in distance) (chuckles) The monks haven't rung that bell in... You know, I don't think I've ever heard them ring it. Run! Run! (in distance): Run! Giants! Giants! Isabelle! -Jack? -Run! Isabelle, run! -Jack! -Giants! What's he yelling? Giants! Giants! Isabelle, run! (yelling) 5 -Hyah! -Ride for your lives! Kill the mankind! Rip their heads off! Hyah! (grunts) You can't run from me! Hyah! (grunting and groaning) -(grunts) -ISABELLE (screams): Father! Make way! Hyah! Hyah! Don't let them get to the castle. The king approaches! (bell ringing) MAN: Close the drawbridge! Drawbridge stays open till I give the command! Sir. SOLDIER: You heard him! Form into ranks! Up to the battlements, now! Ready the archers! Release the oil! Get an extra man in there! (yelling) Steady, men! Ready! Wait for it. Aim! Wait for it. Light it up! (horses neighing) Raise the drawbridge! -Elmont, no! -Bring it up! Together! FALLON: Keep running, boy! (Giants laughing and yelling) Come on, Jack. Wait! -Come on, Anser. -Jack! Smash them! (grunting) SOLDIER: Go, men, go! (grunting) -Move in! -Draw! (grunts, growls) Fire! (groaning) (screaming) (groaning) What now? Get the hooks. (deep grunt) ELMONT: Quickly, men! Get that bridge up and secure it! Reinforcements to the drawbridge! That won't hold them for long. Jack! Isabelle. ELMONT: Archers to the parapets. SOLDIER: Form release lines! -Princess. -Elmont, you made it. Jack. Yeah. -That was a close one. -Yeah. -KING BRAHMWELL: Elmont. -Your Majesty. Roderick? Roderick is dead, Your Majesty. And the Crown? MAN: Hold the line! I'm afraid the Giants have the Crown. (bell ringing) MAN: Company, stand together! (screams) (Isabelle gasps) SOLDIER: Form up fast! Come on, keep it going! Keep it going! SOLIDER: Archers to the north wall! (grunting) Isabelle, in my chambers, there's a passage that leads to the top of Cloister Tower. You'll find a beacon there. Light it. Warn the other kingdoms. You can count on us, Father. Jack... Look after her. -(Anser whinnies) -JACK: Hyah! SOLDIER: This way! This way! SOLDIER 2: All men, support the drawbridge! SOLDIER 3: All men, to the gate! Come on, men! Pull! -Get your backs into it. -We've got to pull it down! Looks like we got ourselves a fight. I need help on these lines! SOLDIER: Forward, to the gate! ISABELLE: Stop here, Jack. (soldiers clamouring) This way, come on. What's this? A shortcut. Get those scorpies to the battlements! -Yes, Your Majesty. -Go! Sire! Go! (men shouting) Move! To the ramparts! (rats squeaking) Where are we? Ancient burial ground for the royal family. These aqueducts run everywhere underneath Cloister. I used to play hide-and-seek here. You have a lot of ancestors. Yes, I know. Grave robbers? Apparently, I'm not the only one who knows about this place. (deep rumbling) -(soldiers clamouring) -Get those braces in here! -Bring it up! -Bring it up! What's the matter, brothers? Aren't you hungry?! -(creaking) -Come on, men! -We're losing her! -(bolts snap) FUMM: Let's go! Move it! Move it! Come on, don't you want to eat?! Pull! (soldiers screaming) Fall into formation on the south door! Be ready to load in position! Load them up! Aim high! And fire! Get the scorpions out of here! Men to the ropes! -Pull! -Now pull! (men yelling) Pull that rope, you son of a... -Heave! -SOLDIERS: Heave! And pull! So, what did you find out up there? Do these Giants have any weaknesses? -(soldiers screaming) -Take hold again! (soldiers screaming) SOLDIER: Move it! Not many, no. (grunting) JACK: Ah, it's just like my place. Jack, come on. (distant footsteps thudding) (Isabelle gasps) (heavy thumping) Are you expecting someone? (rumbling) (floor crackling) Run! (soldiers screaming) Hold fast! Hold fast to the rope! (grunts) SOLDIERS: Heave! FOE: That's it! FEE: More trees! FOE: Do this together! FEE: Burn them all! -(soldiers gasp) -Whoa! (creaking) Take their place! Stay on the ropes! (grunting with effort) Victory-- I can almost taste it. (grunting) (Giants grunting) (Giants grunting) (growls) I got this. Take cover! (men screaming) (grunts) (soldiers screaming) Your scent is faint, Princess. Mixed with smoke, clouded by char. But we can always smell... (sniffs) (echoing): ...fear. (Small Head groans) (sniffing) (growls) (growls) How mankind likes to immortalize itself. Thinks it can live forever! (footsteps thudding) -JACK: Run! -(Isabelle screams) (grunting) (roars) Isabelle, come on! She's mine, boy! (screams) (groans) (Isabelle screams) (growling) (Small Head yells, gibbers) Jack! Hurry! -(screams) -No! It's the end of the line, Princess. ISABELLE: Put me down! (yelling) (Small Head yelling) Jack! No! -(Small Head groaning) -(Jack grunting) (screams) (grunts) -(small head groans) -No! Who are you? (slurred): Gack... It's Jack, you freak! (chuckles) Try not to kick going down, boy. No! (growling) (burping) (retching) ISABELLE: Jack! (Isabelle screams) (both retching) (both screaming) Oh, fu... (both gasping) HORN BLARES, GIRLS SHRIEK, LAUGH I'll probably drop Libby home after dance. I'll be home a little bit after 10, not too late. Yeah, all good, love. # Na, na, na, na. PHONE CHIMES Hey, the others wanna hang out. Um... GIRLS LAUGH ALL SING: # It's time to cut and run. This time I'm really done. # GIRL SQUEALS Oh my God! SHOUTS: Yeah! TECHNO MUSIC PLAYS, GIRLS CHATTER HORN BLARES, GIRLS SHRIEK, LAUGH (SIGHS) 9 (soldiers clamouring) That's it. They're through. All right, brothers, this is done. All at once! - (Giants grunting with effort) - Now! (soldiers screaming) Close the portcullis! Guardians! Get the king to safety! Like hell. Fall back! Defensive positions! SOLDIER: Company! Take your positions! SOLDIER 2: Defensive positions! ELMONT: Form up! Stand strong, men! (grunts) (grunts) (grunts) You smell that, brothers? Don't you love it when their blood curdles? FYE: Yeah. Let's cut a few of them down to size, shall we? (sudden rumbling) How...? (heartbeats thumping) (heartbeats continue) (gasps softly) There's something behind me, isn't there? -(heartbeats thumping) (crowd cheering) JACK (voice-over): "And so returned the Giant hordes "The stalks cut down with Giant swords "The king struck down the law that read: "A princess must a noble wed "Then, such a wedding not seen since Of a princess and her farm boy prince." BOY: You skipped a part. What happened in between? In between? Well, um, you know, they courted for a bit... No, not that. What happened to the Crown? You never tell us what happened to the Crown. The Crown? BOY: Yeah. What if the Giants come back? Don't worry. It's in a very safe place. Can you tell the story about the Giants again? Again? All right, but this is the last time tonight. "Fee-fi-fo-fum "Ask not whence the thunder comes "Ask not where the herds have gone "Nor why the birds have ceased their song "When coming home, don't take too long For monsters roam..." MAN (voice-over): "For monsters roam in Albion. -(male voices overlapping) -"...fo-fum." "Ask not whence the thunder comes..." "Ask not where the herds have gone..." -"Fee-fi-fo-fum..." -"Nor why the birds have ceased their song..." "I smell the blood of an Englishman..." "Be he living, or be he dead..." "I'll grind his bones -to make my bread..." -"Fee-fi-fo-fum..." WOMAN (voice-over): And there was a princess, -and a golden harp... -And a horse named Anser... -(various voices overlapping) -And he took the family horse -to the market... -Or was it a cow? -Fee-fi-fo-fum... -A cow. -Right, a cow. And at the market, he met an old man who convinced him to trade the cow for some magic... MAN: Magic beans. CHILD: He traded a cow for beans? MAN: Magic beans. CHILD: And how would he know that? MAN: Well, Jack wasn't very bright... Then his uncle threw one of the beans -out of the window... -Fee-fi-fo-fum... WOMAN: No, it was his mother, -and it was three beans. -MAN: Fine. His mother threw three beans out of the window... ...and three giant stalks grew high up into the clouds... "For monsters roam in Albion..." GUIDE: Now, after the crown jewels were stolen from Westminster Abbey in the early part of the 14th century, the English government recovered them and brought them here to the Tower of London for permanent safekeeping. OK, make way, make way. We're going to go across now to Tower Green. Now, what's Tower Green famous for? Well, Tower Green is famous for-- Come on, Roddy! Stay with the group! Let's go! Tower Green is where Anne Boleyn was beheaded. (thunder rumbling)