The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

Reepicheep:
We were expecting someone taller!

Trumpkin:
You're one to talk.

Reepicheep:
Is that supposed to be irony?

Reepicheep:
We've anxiously awaited your return, my Liege.

Prince Caspian:
Two days ago, I didn't believe in the existence of talking animals... of dwarves or... or centaurs. Yet here you are, in strengths and numbers that we Telmarines could never have imagined. Whether this horn

[raises horn for all to see]

Prince Caspian:
is magic or not, it brought us together... and together, we have a chance to take back what is ours!

Lucy Pevensie:
They're so still.

Trumpkin:
The trees? What did you expect?

Lucy Pevensie:
They used to dance.

Doctor Cornelius:
[wakes Prince Caspian]

Prince Caspian:
Five more minutes.

Lucy Pevensie:
I wonder who lived here.

Susan Pevensie:
[picks up a small gold statue] I think we did.

Edmund Pevensie:
Hey, that's mine! From my chess set!

Peter Pevensie:
Which chess set?

Edmund Pevensie:
Well, I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley, did I?

King Miraz:
Tell me, Prince Edmund...

Edmund Pevensie:
King.

King Miraz:
I beg your pardon.

Edmund Pevensie:
It's King Edmund, actually. Just King, though. Peter's the High King.

[awkward pause]

Edmund Pevensie:
I know, it's confusing.

Lucy Pevensie:
What happened?

Peter Pevensie:
Ask him.

Susan Pevensie:
Peter!

Prince Caspian:
Me? You could have called it off, there was still time.

Peter Pevensie:
No, there wasn't, thanks to you. If you had kept to the plan, those soldiers might be alive right now.

Prince Caspian:
And if you just had stayed here, as I suggested, they definitely would be!

Peter Pevensie:
You called us, remember?

Prince Caspian:
My first mistake.

Peter Pevensie:
No. Your first mistake was thinking you could lead these people.

[turns around and begins to walk off]

Prince Caspian:
Hey!

[Peter turns to look at him]

Prince Caspian:
I am not the one who abandoned Narnia.

Peter Pevensie:
You invaded Narnia. You have no more right leading than Miraz does.

[Caspian pushes past Peter]

Peter Pevensie:
You, him, your father! Narnia's better off without the lot of you!

[Caspian and Peter draw swords, intending to attack each other]

[Edmund has helped Peter out of a fight in the English subway]

Edmund Pevensie:
You're welcome.

Peter Pevensie:
[Peter stands up] I had it sorted.

Susan Pevensie:
What was it this time?

Peter Pevensie:
He bumped me.

Lucy Pevensie:
So you hit him?

Peter Pevensie:
No, after he bumped me, they tried to make me apologize. That's when I hit him.

Susan Pevensie:
Really, is it that hard to just walk away?

Peter Pevensie:
I shouldn't have to! I mean, don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?

Edmund Pevensie:
We are kids!

Peter Pevensie:
Well, I wasn't always.

[after destroying the ice wall, which summons the White Witch]

Edmund Pevensie:
[to Peter] I know, you had it sorted.

Trufflehunter:
Enough, Nikabrik! Or do I have to sit on your head again?

Lucy Pevensie:
Oh my gosh, he's so cute.

Reepicheep:
[Reepicheep draws his sword and looks around] Who said that?

Lucy Pevensie:
Um, sorry.

Lucy Pevensie:
I wish you would all stop trying to sound like grown-ups! I didn't think I saw him, I did see him.

Trumpkin:
I *am* a grown-up.

Susan Pevensie:
Who exactly are you doing this for, Peter?

Edmund Pevensie:
[to Miraz concerning the proposed duel to the death] So you're bravely refusing to fight a swordsman half your age?

Prince Caspian:
[gives Susan her horn back] Maybe it's time you had this back.

Susan Pevensie:
[gives the horn back] Why don't you hold on to it - you might need to call me again.

[a pause while Susan and Caspian exchange a long glance]

Lucy Pevensie:
[quoting Susan as they ride off] "You might need to call me again"?

Susan Pevensie:
Oh, shut up.

Doctor Cornelius:
[to Prince Caspian] Everything you know is about to change.

[the Pevensies are preparing to leave Narnia]

Prince Caspian:
I wish we could have had more time together.

Susan Pevensie:
We never would have worked, anyway.

Prince Caspian:
Why not?

Susan Pevensie:
Well, I am 1300 years older than you.

Peter Pevensie:
What do you suppose happens back home if you die here?

Prince Caspian:
[Caspian and Peter begin a swordfight. Peter's sword gets stuck in a tree, so he attempts to pick up a rock to hit Caspian]

Lucy Pevensie:
No! Stop!

Peter Pevensie:
[after seeing the Narnians gathering around] Prince Caspian?

Prince Caspian:
Yes. And who are you?

[Susan and Edmund run over]

Susan Pevensie:
Peter!

Prince Caspian:
High King Peter?

Peter Pevensie:
I believe you called.

Prince Caspian:
Yes, but... I thought you'd be... older.

Peter Pevensie:
Well if you like, we can come back in a few years.

Prince Caspian:
No! No, it's alright! You're not exactly what I expected.

Prince Caspian:
[locks eyes with Susan]

Edmund Pevensie:
Neither are you.

Nikabrik:
I told you we should have killed him when we had the chance.

Trufflehunter:
You know why we can't!

Prince Caspian:
If we're taking a vote, I'm with him.

Susan Pevensie:
[referring to Peter] I wish he'd just listened to the D.L.F. in the first place!

Edmund Pevensie:
D.L.F.?

Lucy Pevensie:
Dear Little Friend.

Trumpkin:
Oh... that's not at all patronizing, is it?

Lucy Pevensie:
[holding up one of her old dresses] I was so tall.

Susan Pevensie:
Well, you were older then.

Edmund Pevensie:
As opposed to hundreds of years later, when you're younger.

[watching Susan kiss Caspian goodbye]

Lucy Pevensie:
I'm sure when I'm older, I'll understand.

Edmund Pevensie:
I'm older and I don't think I *want* to understand...

Susan Pevensie:
Oh no! Pretend you're talking to me!

Edmund Pevensie:
We *are* talking to you.

Edmund Pevensie:
[to Peter] Keep smiling.

Trufflehunter:
[after fighting with Nikabrik in Trufflehunter's house and knocking down a bowl of soup] Look what you made me do! [mutters:] Spent half the morning on that soup...

Prince Caspian:
What are you?

Trufflehunter:
You know, it's funny that you should ask that. You'd think more people would know a badger when they see one.

Prince Caspian:
No, I mean you're Narnians. You're supposed to be extinct.

Nikabrik:
Sorry to disappoint you.

[Caspian overhears Trufflehunter arguing with Nikabrik]

Nikabrik:
You said you were going to get rid of him!

Trufflehunter:
No, I said I would take care of him.

Peter Pevensie:
When Aslan bares his teeth, winter meets its death.

Lucy Pevensie:
When he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again. Everyone we knew - Mr. Tumnus and the Beavers - they're all gone.

Peter Pevensie:
I think it's time we found out what's going on.

Edmund Pevensie:
[after no one believes that Lucy had really seen Aslan] The last time I didn't believe Lucy, I ended up looking pretty stupid.

Edmund Pevensie:
[after stabbing the ice wall, preventing Peter from resurrecting the White Witch] Yeah, I know. You had it sorted.

Prince Caspian:
Minotaurs? They're real?

Trufflehunter:
And very bad-tempered.

Nikabrik:
Not to mention big.

Trufflehunter:
*Huge*.

Susan Pevensie:
[aiming her bow and arrow at the Telmarines who have Trumpkin tied up in their boat] Drop him!

[They toss Trumpkin in the water. Susan shoots one Telmarine and he falls overboard; the other leaps over the side and swims away]

Trumpkin:
[to Susan, after being rescued] Drop him? That's the best you can come up with?

[Miraz and Peter are preparing to duel]

King Miraz:
There is still time to surrender.

Peter Pevensie:
Well, feel free.

King Miraz:
How many more must die for the throne?

Peter Pevensie:
Just one.

[he attacks]

[last lines]

Edmund Pevensie:
Do you think there's any way we can go back?

Edmund Pevensie:
[the Pevensies all stare at him] I left my new torch in Narnia.

Queen Prunaprismia:
[after Prince Caspian asks his Uncle if he killed his father] I thought you said your brother died in his sleep!

King Miraz:
That was more or less true.

Peter Pevensie:
[looking down a cliff over the water] Is there a way down?

Trumpkin:
Yes. Falling.

Prince Caspian:
[to Uncle] Tonight, for once, I want the truth! Did you kill my father?

[after rescuing Trumpkin]

Lucy Pevensie:
Why were they trying to kill you, anyway?

Trumpkin:
They're Telmarines. That's what they do.

Edmund Pevensie:
Telmarines? In Narnia?

Trumpkin:
Where have you been for the last few hundred years?

Lucy Pevensie:
That's a bit of a long story.

[Susan hands Peter his sword, and comprehension dawns on Trumpkin]

Trumpkin:
Oh, you've got to be kidding me. You're it? You're the kings and queens of old?

[after Lucy is nearly attacked by a bear]

Susan Pevensie:
Why wouldn't he stop?

Trumpkin:
I suspect he was hungry.

Lucy Pevensie:
Thanks.

Edmund Pevensie:
He was wild.

Peter Pevensie:
I don't think he could talk at all.

Trumpkin:
You get treated like a dumb animal long enough, that's what you become. You may find Narnia a more savage place than you remember.

[the Telmarines learn their weapon stocks have been raided]

General Glozelle:
There's more.

[Glozelle closes the cart door; a message is carved into the wood]

King Miraz:
"You were right to fear the woods."

Lord Sopespian:
"X"?

King Miraz:
Caspian. The Tenth.

Doctor Cornelius:
I will say this: if Caspian does know of the Deep Magic, my Lord would have good reason to be nervous.

Lucy Pevensie:
[after Aslan roars in Trumpkin's face] Do you see him now?

Susan Pevensie:
You see, over time the water erodes into the soil, then...

Peter Pevensie:
Oh, shut up.

King Miraz:
[as Peter holds a sword to his throat] What's the matter, boy? Too cowardly to take a life?

Peter Pevensie:
[Peter puts down the sword] It's not mine to take. [He turns and hands his sword to Prince Caspian]

[searching the ruins of Cair Paravel, Edmund comes across a large boulder]

Edmund Pevensie:
Catapults.

Peter Pevensie:
What?

Edmund Pevensie:
This didn't just happen. Cair Paravel was attacked.

Pattertwig the Squirrel:
We could collect nuts.

Reepicheep:
Oh yes, and then we can throw them at the Telmarines.

[to Pattertwig]

Reepicheep:
Shut up!

Trumpkin:
And you wonder why we don't like you.

King Miraz:
What do you know of Queen Susan's horn?

Doctor Cornelius:
It was said to be magic.

King Miraz:
Magic?

Doctor Cornelius:
The Narnians believed it could summon their Kings and Queens of old.

Peter Pevensie:
That's the trouble with girls. You can't carry a map in your heads.

Lucy Pevensie:
That's because our heads have something in them.

[after Edmund bests Trumpkin in a sword fight]

Trumpkin:
Beards and bedsteads! It looks like that horn worked after all.

Susan Pevensie:
What horn?

[Caspian, Peter, Edmund, and Susan all kneel in front of Aslan]

Aslan:
Rise, Kings and Queens of Narnia.

[Peter, Edmund, and Susan stand up, but Caspian stays, head bowed, on one knee]

Aslan:
All of you.

Prince Caspian:
I do not think I am ready.

Aslan:
It's for that very reason, I know you are.

[Lucy wonders why Aslan hasn't ridden in to save the day]

Aslan:
Things never happen the same way twice, dear one.

Peter Pevensie:
High King Peter the Magnificent.

Susan Pevensie:
[to Peter] You probably could have left off the last bit.

Trumpkin:
[chuckling] Probably.

Reepicheep:
[standing on Caspian with his sword pointed at him] Choose your last words carefully, Telmarine!

Prince Caspian:
[rather scared] You are a mouse.

Reepicheep:
[sighs] I was hoping for something a little more original. Pick up your sword.

Prince Caspian:
[looks at his sword then looks back at Reepicheep] Uh... no thanks.

Reepicheep:
Pick it up! I will not fight an unarmed man.

Prince Caspian:
Which is why I might live longer if I choose not to cross blades with you, noble mouse.

Reepicheep:
I said I would not fight you. I didn't say I'd let you live.

Trufflehunter:
[from a small distance] Reepicheep! Stay your blade!

Reepicheep:
Trufflehunter? I trust you have a very good reason for this untimely interruption!

Nikabrik:
He doesn't. Go ahead.

Peter Pevensie:
Lucky, you know.

Lucy Pevensie:
What do you mean?

Peter Pevensie:
You've seen him. I wish he'd just given me some sort of proof.

Lucy Pevensie:
Maybe we're the ones that need to prove ourselves to him.

Prince Caspian:
[offers Susan the horn] Look. Maybe it is time you had this back.

Susan Pevensie:
Why don't you hold on to it. You might need to call me again.

Lucy Pevensie:
[riding away with Susan] You might need to call me again?

Susan Pevensie:
Oh, shut up.

Lord Sopespian:
My king.

King Miraz:
I will deal with you when this is over.

Lord Sopespian:
It is over. [stabs and kills Miraz]

King Miraz:
You know, this used to be a private room.

Geeky Boy:
What's your name?

Susan Pevensie:
Phyllis.

Lucy Pevensie:
Susan!

Prince Caspian:
Why did you never tell me about my father?

Doctor Cornelius:
My mother was a Black Dwarf from the Northern Mountains. I've risked my life all these years so that, one day, you might be a better king than those before you.

Prince Caspian:
Then I have failed you.

Doctor Cornelius:
Everything I told you, everything I didn't, it was only because I believe in you. You have a chance to become the most noble contradiction in history - the Telmarine who saved Narnia.

Peter Pevensie:
It's only a matter of time. Miraz's men and war machines are on their way. That means those same men aren't protecting his castle.

Reepicheep:
What do you propose we do, Your Majesty?

[Both Caspian and Peter begin to speak over each other; Peter turns and silences him with a glare]

Peter Pevensie:
Our only hope is to strike them before they strike us.

Prince Caspian:
Well, that's crazy. No one has ever taken that castle!

Peter Pevensie:
There's always a first time.

Peter Pevensie:
So, where exactly do you think you saw Aslan?

Lucy Pevensie:
[turns to him] I wish you'd all stop trying to sound like grown-ups. I don't think I saw him, I did see him.

Trumpkin:
[mutters] I *am* a grown-up.

Lucy Pevensie:
It was right over... [screams as she falls]

Susan Pevensie:
Lucy!

Lucy Pevensie:
[looks up at everyone]... here.

King Miraz:
[laughs] This is not a question of bravery.

Edmund Pevensie:
So you're bravely refusing to fight a swordsman half your age?

Nikabrik:
This bread is so stale.

Trufflehunter:
I'll just get him some soup, then. He should be coming around soon.

Nikabrik:
Yeah, well, I don't think I hit him hard enough.

Trufflehunter:
Nikabrik, he is just a boy!

Nikabrik:
He's a Telmarine, not some lost puppy. You said you would gonna get rid of him.

Trufflehunter:
No, I said I would take care of him. We can't kill him now, we just bandaged his head, it would be like murdering a guest!

Lucy Pevensie:
I was so tall.

Susan Pevensie:
You were older then.

Edmund Pevensie:
As opposed to hundreds of years later... when you're younger.

Peter:
Our only hope is to strike them before they strike us.

Caspian:
But that's crazy. No one has ever taken that castle.

Peter:
There’s always a first time.

Trumpkin:
We'll have the element of surprise.

Caspian:
But we have the advantage here!

Susan:
If we dig in, we could probably hold them off indefinitely. [Peter looks at her disappointedly]

Trufflehunter:
I, for one, feel safer underground.

Peter:
Look, I appreciate what you've done here. But this isn't a fortress; it's a tomb.

Edmund:
Yes, and if they're smart, the Telmarines will just wait and starve us out.

Squirrel:
We could collect nuts. [Reepicheep looks at him and raises an eyebrow]

Reepicheep:
Yes... [Everyone looks at him; the squirrel looks happy, until Reepicheep speaks, gesturing his arms on the words throw and Telmarines] and throw them at the Telmarines. Shut up! I think you know where I stand, sire.

Peter:
[to Glenstorm] If I can get your troops in, can you handle the guards?

Glenstorm:
...Or die trying, my liege.

Lucy:
That's what I'm worried about.

Peter:
Sorry?

Lucy:
Well, you're all acting like there's only two options; dying here or dying there.

Peter:
I'm not sure you've really been listening, Lu.

Lucy:
No, you're not listening! Or have you forgotten who really defeated the White Witch, Peter?

Peter:
...I think we've waited for Aslan long enough.

Reepicheep:
Choose your last words carefully, Telmarine.

Caspian:
...You are a mouse.

Reepicheep:
[sighs] I was hoping for something a little more original.

Lucy:
Why didn't you jump in and save us, like last time?

Aslan:
Things never happen the same way twice, dear one.

Peter:
What is it?

Edmund:
[staring upwards] Where do you suppose we are?

Peter:
Where do you think?!

Edmund:
Well, I don't remember any ruins in Narnia. [they all stare up at the ruins on the cliff]

Lucy:
[wandering around the ruins] Wonder who lived here?

Susan:
[she picks up an old chess piece made of gold] I think we did.

Edmund:
Hey, that's mine - from my chess set!

Peter:
Which chess set?

Edmund:
Well, I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley, did I?

Lucy Pevensie:
It's so still.

Trumpkin:
They're trees. What do you expect?

Lucy Pevensie:
They used to dance.

Trumpkin:
Wasn't long after you left that the Telmarines invaded. Those that survived retreated to the woods. And the trees... they retreat so deep into themselves that they haven't been heard from since.

Peter Pevensie:
Prince Caspian?

Prince Caspian:
Yes. And who are you?

Susan Pevensie:
Peter!

Prince Caspian:
High King Peter?

Peter Pevensie:
I believe you called.

Prince Caspian:
Well, yes. But I thought you'd be... older.

Peter Pevensie:
Well if you like, we can come back in a few years.

Prince Caspian:
No! No, it's alright! You're just not exactly what I expected.

Edmund Pevensie:
Neither are you...

Telmarine Soldier:
You're a... mouse.

Reepicheep:
[annoyed and bored] You people have NO imagination! [He attacks the Telmarine Soldier]

Reepicheep:
Pick up your sword.

Caspian:
No, thank you.

Reepicheep:
Pick it up! I won't fight an unarmed man.

Caspian:
Which is why I might live longer if I refuse to cross swords with you, noble mouse.

Reepicheep:
I said I wouldn't fight you. I didn't say I'd let you live!

Miraz:
Now, Prince Ed--

Edmund:
King. It's King Edmund, actually. Just "king" though... Peter's the High King. [pauses] I know, it's confusing.

Miraz:
Maybe I was wrong, maybe you do have the makings of a Telmarine king after all.

Caspian:
Ahh! [stabs sword into the ground] Not one like you. Keep your life, but I am giving the Narnians back their kingdom.

Trumpkin:
[after being saved by Peter] Drop him?! That's the best you can come up with?

Susan:
A simple "thank you" would suffice.

Trumpkin:
They were doing fine drowning me without your help.

Peter:
Maybe we should have let them!

Lucy:
Why were they trying to kill you anyway?

Trumpkin:
They're Telmarines. That's what they do.

Edmund:
Telmarines? In Narnia?

Trumpkin:
Where have you been for the last few hundred years?

Lucy:
It's a bit of a long story, actually.

Trumpkin:
Oh, you have got to be kidding me... You're it? You're the kings and queens of old?

Peter Pevensie:
High King Peter. The Magnificent.

Susan Pevensie:
You probably could have left off that last bit.

Trumpkin:
Probably.

Caspian:
What are you?

Trufflehunter:
You know, it's funny that you would ask that. You think most people would know a badger when they see one.

Caspian:
No, no I mean... You are Narnians. You are supposed to be extinct.

Nikabrik:
Sorry to disappoint you.

Trufflehunter:
Here you go, still hot.

Nikabrik:
Since when did we open a boarding house for Telmarine soldiers?

Caspian:
I'm not a soldier. I am Prince Caspian, the tenth.

Nikabrik:
What are you doing here?

Caspian:
Running away. My uncle has always wanted my throne. I suppose I have only lived this long because he did not have an heir of his own.

Trufflehunter:
Well that changes things.

Nikabrik:
Yeah. It means we don't have to kill you ourselves.

Caspian:
You're right.

Trufflehunter:
Where are you going?

Caspian:
My uncle won't stop until I'm dead.

Trufflehunter:
But you can't leave! You're meant to save us.

[Peter is fighting a group of boys as Susan and Lucy watch on. Edmund pushes past Susan to join in the fight.]

Lucy:
[Seeing Edmund going to help Peter fight the boys] Edmund!

[Peter and Edmund fight the boys. Two soldiers arrive and break up the fight.]

Soldier:
[To Peter] Act your age!