Major Charactres: Nomad Crew, Norsemen, Sven, Eyolf, Gilling
Minor Charactres: Boy
(Maeve is walking with Dermott; a boy is following her; she turns around a few times to look at the boy, until she finally stops)
Maeve: Are you following me?
(The boy nods)
Maeve: Because—?
(The boy points to Dermott)
Maeve: (smiles) His name’s Dermott.
Boy: Is he friendly?
Maeve: Are you friendly?
(The boy nods)
Maeve: Then he’s friendly. Would you like to touch him?
(The boy nods, then pets his chest feathers)
Boy: Can you make him fly?
Maeve: I can ask him. Dermott, how about a few turns around the heavens?
(Dermott flies around and the boy and Maeve watch; some Norsemen come in on the scene)
Sven: The red-headed maiden. It’s been a long journey. At last we have found you.
Maeve: Meaning what?
Sven: Meaning that Thor has granted our wish. You.
Maeve: Let’s not get too wishful.
Sven: Enough. Gods don’t make mistakes.
Maeve: There’s always a first time.
Sven: Eyolf.
Eyolf: You’re coming with us now.
(The boy tries to fight Eyolf; Eyolf picks him up and puts him down again)
Maeve: Leave the boy alone!
Sven: The boy can stay. But you must come with us.
Eyolf: You have no choice.
Maeve: Is that so? (draws sword) Say hello to my choice.
Sven: Norsemen! Seize her!
(Dermott squawks from above)
Maeve: Stay away, Dermott!
Sven: But do not harm her!
Eyolf: Stay out of harm’s way, boy. Stay.
Maeve: You’re asking for trouble, hornheads!
(They fight)
Sven: Take her!
(They continue to fight)
Sven: Seize the devil!
Maeve: Come on!
(They continue fighting)
Maeve: (fights a guy until he’s on the ground) Stay down! (fights another guy) You too!
(They continue fighting; Eyolf grabs the boy)
Boy: Let me go! Let me go!
Eyolf: I told you to stay!
(More fighting goes on)
Sven: Seize her now!
(More fighting goes on, until one of the Norsemen hold onto Maeve, and another knocks her out; Dermott flies off; the boy runs away)
Norseman: The boy!
Sven: Leave him. Bring her.
(Opening Credits)
(The rest of the crew is eating a meal)
Sinbad: (laughs) Dim-Dim called it a healthy appetite.
Firouz: Scientists call it a feeding frenzy.
(Doubar gestures for someone to pass him something)
Sinbad: Dates?
(Doubar shakes his head)
Sinbad: Goat cheese.
(Doubar again shakes his head)
Sinbad: Ah. Pickled eel.
(Doubar yet again shakes his head; Rongar hands him a fork, and Doubar nods and takes it)
Doubar: Eating is an art, and I am merely its humble artist.
(Sinbad laughs, the others join in; the boy comes running to them)
Boy: Mr. Sinbad! Mr. Sinbad!
Sinbad: (stands up) Yes?
Boy: Your friend with the hawk?
Sinbad: Maeve!
Boy: They took her.
Sinbad: Who took her?
Boy: They call themselves Norsemen.
Firouz: Raiders from the North country.
Sinbad: Took her where?
Boy: Somewhere she didn’t wanna go.
Doubar: Are you sure?
(Dermott lands and chirps)
Sinbad: He’s sure. Dermott, lead us to her.
(Dermott flies, and the crew follows)
Firouz: Betcha they didn’t realize Maeve was an apprentice magician.
Doubar: Yeah, well, I bet they’re gonna find out soon.
(The Norsemen are trekking through the forest; Maeve finally wakes up, only to find Eyolf carrying her)
Maeve: Put me down! Put me down! I’ve had enough!
(Eyolf puts her down)
Maeve: You’ve had your fun. Now the fun’s over.
Sven: Right. Now you can walk. Proceed!
Maeve: No.
Eyolf: You must do what we say.
Maeve: And I said no. (flips a guy)
Sven: You are a spitfire. Twenty years ago, I would have taken you for myself.
Maeve: And I still would’ve said no.
(Sven leaves, laughing)
Eyolf: It’s best not to make him angry.
Maeve: Angry? You want angry? I’ll show you angry! (forms a fireball)
Norseman: She’s a witch!
Maeve: Don’t call me a witch! (throws fireball)
(Eyolf grabs onto Maeve’s arm)
Maeve: You are a grabby one, aren’t you?
Sven: Chain her hands!
(Eyolf chains Maeve’s hands)
Sven: Now you shall conjure no more.
Maeve: Where exactly are we going?
Eyolf: To where our ship is.
Maeve: And where would that be?
Eyolf: Where the Gilling’s keeping it.
Maeve: The Gilling.
Eyolf: The demon.
Maeve: A demon. Wonderful. You won’t get away with this.
Sven: No one shall stop me from getting my men home safely. No one!
(The crew is walking through a forest)
Doubar: So, these Norsemen are seamen, right?
Firouz: Legendary seamen.
Doubar: So, what are they doing tromping around through the woods?
Sinbad: That’s a good question. Why don’t we catch them and ask?
Firouz: I hesitate to mention this, but according to my comprehensive omni-measuring vivid sight situater, we’ve changed direction no less than four times in the last thirty minutes. I call it compass for short. With this, no man need ever be lost again.
Doubar: Meaning we’re lost.
Sinbad: We’re not lost.
Doubar: What does this forest lead to, anyways?
Firouz: It’s not well traveled. It’s called the Forsakened Forest.
Doubar: Forsakened Forest?
Firouz: Yeah. People supposedly come in—
Doubar: And don’t come back out.
Firouz: A local legend…to scare the children. But we’ll get out, because we got the compass. Ah…ah…West. (points)
Doubar: But the sun’s going that way, which means that’s West, right?
Firouz: Ah…stuck. Moisture buildup.
Sinbad: I have a new plan.
Doubar: Good.
(Dermott squawks from above)
Sinbad: Dermott’s difficult to follow. But we don’t need him, if we pick up signs of their fresh trail.
Firouz: Meaning we stop looking up and start looking down.
Sinbad: That’s the idea.
(Dermott squawks from above, then lands and chirps)
Sinbad: Don’t be such a nuisance.
(The Norsemen are going through the woods, with Maeve)
Sven: Ah there. There’s the way we came through.
(They continue walking)
Maeve: Wonderful.
Sven: Now over there.
Maeve: We’re lost. I said we’re lost! L-O-S-T, lost! Okay, have it your own misguided way.
(They continue walking)
Sven: It must be this way.
Maeve: Thought you knew where you were going.
Sven: I have been leading these men most of their lives.
Maeve: On what? Raids for redheads? Oh, such a courageous leader.
Sven: Follow me, it’s this way.
(Sven starts walking again)
Eyolf: You shouldn’t talk to him like that. He’s an elder.
Maeve: So what? Now I’m supposed to be polite, after you dragged me here, to this horrible place! Can’t you feel the evil here?
Eyolf: Only fear is evil.
Maeve: So is slavery.
Eyolf: You’re not our slave. You’re our liberator.
Maeve: (holds up hands) I’m chained. Do I have to draw you a picture?
Eyolf: What is ordained is ordained.
Maeve: Did you see that? It’s right over there! (points)
(Eyolf looks; Maeve takes off running; Eyolf trips her with a rope-thing; Eyolf walks over to her)
Eyolf: Sorry. You should feel honoured that Thor has chosen you to help us.
Maeve: Who’s Thor? And what makes him think he controls my life?
Eyolf: Thor is the great protector. Warrior of warriors. Father of thunder.
Maeve: Oh. One of them guy-gods.
Eyolf: The Norseman honours his duty to his people and his gods. It’s only then he can reach Valhalla.
Maeve: What’s Valhalla?
Eyolf: Norse heaven. Every Norseman that dies in battle goes directly there.
Maeve: Quite the dogma you got there, big fella.
Eyolf: I wish you’d try to understand.
Maeve: I understand that you’ve taken me prisoner. Now you understand that I don’t intend to remain a prisoner!
Eyolf: Here, let me help you.
Maeve: I can get to and stand on my own two feet! (stands up) It’s only a matter of time before my friends find us.
Eyolf: Anyone who follows after us won’t succeed.
Maeve: How can you be so sure?
Eyolf: The Gilling promised us.
(Firouz is walking through the forest, when he hears something)
Firouz: I’m over hear. Hello? If something falls in a forest, and no one actually hears it, then herego that something doesn’t exist. Absolutely. (turns and runs into Rongar) Rongar. Sometimes you have the tendency to—
(Rongar points to his ear)
Firouz: You hear something? (pauses) Nope. If something falls in a forest, no one actually hears it, then herego—
(Firouz and Rongar suddenly are upside down)
(Doubar is walking through the woods, when he hears something)
Doubar: Show yourself or I’ll—
(A vine wraps around Doubar’s body)
(Sinbad is also walking through the forest)
Sinbad: (bends down) Over here, men! I found their trail! (pauses and waits for his crew to come; they don’t) Men?
(Dermott squawks from above)
Sinbad: Doubar! Rongar? Firouz?
(Dermott lands on a branch and chirps)
Sinbad: Dermott, my men have disappeared.
(Dermott chirps furiously)
Sinbad: Hey! Hey, don’t get huffy! From now on, we’ll follow only you. Right now, help me find them.
(Doubar, Rongar, and Firouz are entangled in vines)
Doubar: Firouz, can you move?
Firouz: I can’t even turn my head.
Doubar: If I can only bust free. Rongar, let’s try. (tries to break through the vines, without success) Maybe not.
Firouz: Maybe I should call out. Sinbad! Sinbad!
(Sinbad is coming closer)
Sinbad: Doubar!
Doubar: Sinbad!
(Sinbad comes around the corner)
Sinbad: This is not a pretty sight.
Doubar: Don’t we know it.
Sinbad: Firouz, any idea what kind of plant this is?
Firouz: Well, I’m no botanist, but my educated guess would be that it’s an anti-toxicarium. Commonly known as the death-trap plant.
Doubar: I really don’t wanna hear anymore.
Firouz: It’s a man-eater. It utilizes three feet of vines to snare its victims, then it crushes them, and slowly digests them.
Doubar: I said I don’t wanna hear anymore! Sinbad, I don’t want to end up as plant food!
Sinbad: You’d probably give it indigestion. Hold on, I’ll cut you out.
(Some vines attack Sinbad)
Firouz: Oh, yeah. It also has four attack vines!
(Sinbad dodges the vines, then cuts them)
Doubar: Sinbad!
(Sinbad helps free his crewmates)
Sinbad: This way!
(Sinbad runs in that direction)