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MERLIN

 

“MOTHERS”

 

FADE IN:

 

INT. DARK CAVE – NIGHT

 

Merlin stands grimly over Agravaine, who crouches on the ground among several fallen men. The scene is lit by the still-burning flame of an abandoned torch.

 

AGRAVAINE

(smiling, surprised but intrigued)

You have magic!

 

MERLIN

(cold)

I was born with it.

 

Agravaine gets to his feet, and as he does so realisation hits him. His smile fades.

 

AGRAVAINE

So it’s you …

(slowly raising an accusing finger)

You’re Emrys.

 

MERLIN

(flat)

That is what the Druids call me.

 

AGRAVAINE

(smiling again)

And you’ve been at court … all this time, eh?

 

Merlin says nothing. Agravaine lets out a short laugh.

 

AGRAVAINE

At Arthur’s side.

 

Agravaine laughs again.

 

AGRAVAINE

How you’ve managed to deceive him …

 

Merlin stares silently back at Agravaine. His blank expression flickers.

 

AGRAVAINE

I am impressed, Merlin.

(after a breath)

Perhaps we’re more alike than you think.

 

Agravaine extends a hand toward Merlin, smiling widely. Merlin’s hand shoots forward, palm outward, in a gesture of denunciation and mistrust.

 

Agravaine’s face falls, but he backs down, turning his hand over in a gesture that mirrors Merlin’s. His expression is one of acquiescence.

 

Slowly, Merlin lowers his hand.

 

Suddenly and without warning, Agravaine draws a dagger and swings it towards Merlin, but Merlin is ready for him. Both of his hands shoot forward and his eyes suddenly kindle with golden flame. This is the last sight Agravaine sees as he is thrown backwards and the world fades to black.

 

FADE TO:

 

MISTY EXPANSE

 

Agravaine squints in the sudden bright light that has taken the place of the darkness.

 

A WOMAN’S VOICE

Agravaine.

 

As the brightness dims and the mist recedes, a beautiful young woman with golden hair shimmers into view.

 

AGRAVAINE

(delighted)

Ygraine!

 

Agravaine spreads his arms wide in greeting.

 

Ygraine takes one step forward and Agravaine realises a second too late that her expression is not one of welcome but of cold fury.

 

Drawing back her arm, she backhands Agravaine across the face with all of her strength.

 

Agravaine staggers, stunned, clutching his face. He opens his mouth in protest.

 

YGRAINE

(cold, unflinching)

Do not even speak to me.

 

With that, she turns on her heel and strides away, vanishing into the misty light.

 

AGRAVAINE

(calling after her)

Ygraine! Ygraine!

 

A MAN’S VOICE

Our sister, it transpires, does not welcome any attempt by her brothers to avenge her death.

 

Agravaine turns as the mist recedes to reveal a dark-haired man whose features are an amalgam of Agravaine’s own and those of Ygraine.

 

AGRAVAINE

Tristan … I take it this means … I must be dead …

 

TRISTAN DE BOIS

(calm)

Sooner or later we all end up so … Some few of us are lucky enough to return to the living for a time … though perhaps I should not call my own foray luck, as I failed to achieve my purpose, and our sister has refused to speak a word to me since …

 

AGRAVAINE

(not really listening to what Tristan’s saying)

Blast that Merlin! And just when I had discovered his true identity! What a waste …

 

TRISTAN DE BOIS

Why so glum, brother? You did, after all, manage to succeed where I failed. You helped send that bombastic old tyrant, Uther Pendragon, to an early grave.

 

AGRAVAINE

(rubbing the red welt on his cheek)

Surely that’s not what’s got Ygraine so bent out of shape?

 

TRISTAN DE BOIS

(in a bored voice)

That … and something about that jumped-up little son of his …

 

AGRAVAINE

(his face contorting)

That insolent, pampered little brat who stole her life? Surely she wouldn’t turn on her own brothers over him?

 

TRISTAN DE BOIS

Evidently, she would. Something about … him still being her son. She’s run away with the notion that that somehow supersedes the way he came into the world by leaching the life out of her. And, if you can believe it, she actually told me that she considers him worth it.

(shaking his head in disbelief)

Mothers.

 

AGRAVAINE

(rubbing his cheek again and wincing)

Tell me about it …

 

FADE OUT.

 

 

THE END