Transcript for Goldeneyes, season 3 episode 7 of The Wheel of Time.
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Valda: The Way of the Leaf against the Way of the Light.
Ila: There's only one way to end violence. Everybody everywhere has to stop.
Aram: Violence is in us all. The Way of the Leaf isn't about denying that, it's about accepting it.
Ila: Those who renounce violence usually know its evil.
Lord Luc: So you're the one the Whitecloaks are after.
Marin: Bad as they are, they're our only protection from the Trollocs.
Dain: This one's ready for your questions.
Perrin: I thought you were a good man.
Dain: I was!
Perrin: Nobody's getting hurt.
Faile: Is that a plan or a hope? You'll need both if you want to lead.
Perrin: I don't. Trollocs frighten me. Or don't you remember what happened at Bel Tine?
Valda: Our reinforcements have arrived.
Padan Fain: I hear you're having some trouble with the kindly folk of the Two Rivers.
: This isn't a raiding party. This is an army.
Chiad: Goldeneyes will have to lead his people to war.
: Whether he wants to or not.
: [foreboding music plays]
Perrin: Careful.
: Stone first and then--
Wil: Then leather.
: We know. Lord Perrin taught us well.
Perrin: Don't call me that.
: Of course, Lord Goldeneyes.
: [bell ringing]
: [villager] They're here!
: [villager 2] Hurry! Run!
: [villager] It's the Trollocs!
: [bell ringing]
: [villager shouting]
: [villager 3] Trollocs are coming!
: Trollocs! Bloody Trollocs! And their wagons.
Perrin: Wagons?
: No. It's not Trollocs. Stand down.
: Those are Tuatha'an. Open the gate.
: It's all right. You can come in.
Perrin: Our fires are open to you as long as you need them.
: And our walls.
Perrin: Aram. Ila.
Aram: Perrin.
: [emotional music plays]
Aram: What are you doing here?
Perrin: I came home.
: What happened to you? Where's Raen?
: Trollocs.
: Last night.
: How far outside town were you?
: Only a few miles.
: And it wasn't just us.
: There were people from all around the Two Rivers.
Ila: We could use some water.
: Yes. Go.
: They'll come for us tonight.
: [foreboding music plays]
: Perrin told me you don't eat meat, so don't worry, I picked out all the bits.
: Thank you.
: So the leaf has blown back to the tree.
: It was time to come home.
: I had hoped that one day we would find you again on the road.
: This time coming to stay with us.
: If we had, he'd probably be dead right now.
: Like Grandfather.
: The Way of the Leaf has never been easy.
: But the Tuatha'an have always walked it.
: We bury our dead and we go on. What else is there?
: Go where?
: How? Without wagons or people to fill them.
: Look, it may be the season of falling leaves,
: but when people see how bare the trees are, they will long for spring.
: And your wagons will fill again.
: Perhaps there's hope for you yet.
: He's handsome.
: That tinker boy. For a coward.
: [Bain, Chiad laugh]
: I… I don't think he'd like that.
Chiad: She wouldn't try it.
: [Bain chuckles]
: No Aiel would dirty themselves with a Lost One.
: [dramatic music plays]
: Shut your eyes.
: Picture the bud of a flower.
: Pink.
: When do we get to throw fireballs?
: We don't have time for you to learn the battle weaves.
: You're going to have to link with me so I can draw on your power
: and combine it as my own.
: Can you throw lightning? The other Aes Sedai did.
: The last time the Trollocs came.
: You must be the new Wisdom.
: You can see my weaves. That means you can channel.
: And you've been watching me train them all week.
: What? You want me to be part of your child army?
: Don't you want to learn how to use your power?
: Depends on whether I have to stop drinking.
: Best thing about poisoned spears is you just have to touch the enemy.
: Anywhere. Doesn't matter.
: So hold the line.
: Hold the bloody line?
: Why don't you hold the bloody line?
: The longer you hold the line, the longer your family survives.
: Give me a Two Rivers longbow and I'll hold your line all night.
: You really think you can draw a longbow?
: Better than you, boy.
: Go on then. Get your bows.
: How's it going?
: We're all going to die here.
: Maybe we have more of a chance than you think.
: Found another channeler here.
: Powerful. Like the girls.
: The Old Blood runs deep in these mountains.
: I was wrong and you were right.
: Mmm.
: And I hope that comforts you.
: When we all die here.
: Ugh.
: The flag, look.
: I know.
: You love it.
: We don't need any banners in the Two Rivers, much less that one.
: I told a few of the villagers that Trollocs are afraid of wolves.
: Gives them something to rally around.
Perrin: And what if I'm not ready?
: Course you're not.
: If the Two Rivers wanted the best general, they'd follow Alanna.
: They wanted the best fighter, they'd follow the Aiel.
: The Two Rivers follows you because you're one of them.
: If you can fight monsters, so can they.
: Did you get the message to Lord Luc?
: Of course. He said they'll meet us at the pass.
: Us?
: Aren't you coming?
: [dramatic music plays]
Faile: What if we killed him right here?
: We need their help to stand a chance against the Trollocs.
: They have 200 men on Watch Hill.
: Trained.
: I mean it, Faile.
Dain: Two Rivers.
Perrin: Child Bornhald.
Dain: Admirable work. Trying to keep our patrols out?
: The opposite.
: I'm asking you to join us against the Trollocs.
: Hundreds, just over these hills.
: Surely your scouts have seen them.
: They say a dozen at most.
: I bet your camp is as filled with refugees as our village.
: Does that sound like dozens to you?
: The Trollocs have come here to destroy us.
: And they'll attack tonight.
: You know a lot about these Trollocs, Two Rivers.
: I'm not a Darkfriend.
: No matter how much you want me to be.
: Why would I want that?
: To make it easier to hate me.
: [chuckles]
: Trust that's easy enough, Two Rivers. You murdered my father!
: I'm sorry.
: Truly, I am.
: And are you sorry for what you did to Natti Cauthon?
: An innocent woman, burned alive. In your camp.
: When she was already prisoner.
: She was a witch.
: No, she wasn't.
: She died for your grief.
: Like your father died for mine.
: Where does this all stop?
: When the Light's justice is done.
: Letting the Two Rivers be slaughtered isn't justice.
: It's not even revenge.
: It's a betrayal of everything you claim to stand for.
: What your father stood for.
: My father fought for the Light, Two Rivers.
: Why?
: Why should we fight for you?
: Because it's the right thing to do.
: Look, you come to the Two Rivers, you help us…
: and I'll go with you when the battle's done.
: To face your Light's justice.
: That's why you came here, isn't it?
: To these mountains. To arrest me.
: I won't waste my men's lives on an empty promise.
: If the Trollocs don't finish you, we will.
: What does that mean? After "king."
: It's a name.
: "Aemon al Caar al Thorin." The last king of Manetheren,
: who died fighting the Trollocs.
: Right here.
: Al Thorin?
: Like Rand al'Thor, the Car'a'carn?
: If this could be our last night together,
: I think I'll finally relent and play Maiden's Kiss.
: If you still wish me to.
: We knew you'd come around.
: Boiled turnips or fresh figs?
: Figs? Thank the Light.
: So, are you going to ask me?
: Ask you what?
: To turn off the bond again.
: The battle won't start for a while.
: You'll get a few hours of peace.
: Keep it on.
: If tonight's going to be our last night together,
: I don't want to miss any bit of you.
: And I wasn't lying about the figs.
: Look what one of my students gave me.
: [gasps] You bitch!
: Oh! Mmm. Mmm.
: Can you feel it?
: Through the bond.
: How much I'm enjoying it?
: Mmm.
: [emotional music plays]
: You like that, don't you?
: No.
: That's what he used to do.
: You and I…
: we're making something new.
: If you want to sneak up on someone, take those knives out of your sleeves.
: You're no fun when you're waiting to die.
: It's all right to be afraid before a battle.
: My father always is. And he's fought dozens of them.
: Are you afraid?
: Course not.
: I'm not a big baby.
: Dying doesn't scare me.
: It's what comes before that.
: I keep seeing their faces…
: looking at me when they realize I led them to their death.
: Without you, it would be worse.
: They wouldn't have fought at all.
: Now they have to.
: This is their home.
: But it's not yours.
: So why are you fighting for it?
: I know it isn't just because of me.
: Maybe it's because you question that.
: And most men wouldn't.
: Maybe it's because your friend blew the Horn, stealing my shot at glory.
: Or maybe it's because I like lost causes.
: Point is, I'm here.
: Lucky for you.
: I don't want to see you die.
: You won't. I'll last longer than you.
: I'm serious.
: Look, if you care about me then leave now.
: While you still can.
: Please.
: It depends.
: Are you sending me away because you're scared that axe will end up in me?
: Same as your wife?
: Enough!
: It's too far, Faile.
: Get out.
: I mean it! Just leave.
: Try and make me.
: Maybe then you'll see I don't need saving.
: I choose to fight.
: Just like everyone here is.
: Just like your wife did.
: We deserve respect before battle and honor after it.
: Save your guilt for the enemies that escape.
: [Loial groans]
: Watch he'll play with me…
: [groans]
: If the kiss is bad, the spears go in…
: But we'll kill him if we go any further…
: [groaning]
: [Loial breathes heavily]
: We forgot to ask the roof mistress for her permission to play.
Loial: Mmm.
: Yep.
: Have, uh, many men died playing Maiden's Kiss?
: Mmm. And women.
: So, by stopping the game, you saved my life.
: You've paid your t'oh.
: You're free to leave and go home.
: It's dishonorable to cheat an Aiel of her t'oh.
: A moment, first-sister.
: He used the game to send us away before the battle.
: Risking his own life to save ours.
: Both of ours.
: Chiad's t'oh is paid.
: But now I owe you t'oh, Builder.
: [Loial sighs]
: And I go where she goes.
: Mmm. [chuckles]
Perrin: I saw you both practicing with Alanna Sedai.
Eldrin: Cauthons aren't worth much when it comes to channeling either.
Perrin: That's not true.
Bode: Then why didn't Mat come home with you?
Eldrin: Is that…
Perrin: The Horn of Valere. Your brother blew it. He's a hero now.
Eldrin: It looks like a sheep's bladder. Bet it sounds like one too.
Bode: [blows a raspberry]
Faile: There'll be songs about him soon. Sounds like you two could write the first.
Bode: What, like Mat the Bladder Blower?
Eldrin: Or Sheep Tooter.
: [bells ringing]
: [villager] Trollocs! Trollocs on the ridge!
: There are 500 torches at least.
: The Trollocs must have Darkfriends with them.
: Do we need to adjust our plans?
: Five hundred or 5,000, Trollocs or Darkfriends, they all burn the same.
: We've destroyed the bridges, and Trollocs won't cross deep water.
: The mountain pass is the only way to get here.
: We should still be able to hold them there.
: We just have to grind them down enough that they turn away.
: And if we can't do it at the pass then we'll try again at the gate.
: And then again at the square.
: And then here at the Winespring, and then…
: I'm sorry, I don't know why you called us here.
: We will not take up weapons.
: Even for this.
: I would never ask that of you.
: But no one can run as fast as a Tuatha'an.
: [Chiad, Bain cough]
: Look, after the Trollocs attacked last time,
: the Women's Circle dug a secret tunnel out of the village.
: From the Winespring up into the mountains.
: If the battle looks lost, will you take our children with you and flee?
: There is no Leaf without the seed.
: We would be honored.
: Thank you.
Perrin: To our posts then.
: Light be with you all.
: [Loial groans]
: None of the defenses will hold
: so long as the Trollocs can get reinforcements through the Waygate.
: I have to shut it for good.
: I'll come with you.
: If you leave, the villagers will break.
: We can handle it.
: All right.
: Mmm.
: But once you shut it, don't come back.
: Go home to a stedding , heal yourself.
: Is that an order?
: Three more fighters won't make a difference tonight.
: But one book might, if we fall.
: You can make sure we're remembered.
: And maybe those who come after us will learn from our stories.
: And when the Shadow comes for them, they'll win.
: Take care, Loial.
: Son of Arent, son of Halan.
: Your name sings in my ears.
: And I swear, your name shall sing in the world's ears,
: Lord Perrin Goldeneyes.
: Don't call me that.
: [Loial chuckles]
: [door closes]
: [villager] Lord Perrin.
: Let me see your sword.
: Very sharp. Nice work.
: [distorted screams, snarls]
: Close the gate.
: ♪ We walk the footsteps of our fathers The trail blazed by our mothers ♪
: ♪ They bought the land with their blood ♪
: [all] ♪ Long ago ♪
: ♪ Long ago ♪
: ♪ Oh, sing Sing for Manetheren ♪
: ♪ Oh, weep Weep for the blood of Aemon ♪
: ♪ Oh, cry Cry for Manetheren ♪
: ♪ Long ago ♪
: ♪ Long ago ♪
: [horn sounding]
: [gasps]
: [Trollocs snarl, roar]
: [Trollocs trumpeting]
: Maksim, get ready!
: Archers, nock!
Maksim: Draw!
: Loose!
: Maksim, again.
: Nock!
: Draw! Loose!
: [battle cries]
: Two Rivers longbows, indeed.
: Now! Shields!
Perrin: Protect each other!
: Hold! Hold!
: So few guards, and all in the open…
: Fucking wetlanders. Even their Shadowrunners are soft.
: [messenger] We need reinforcements.
Shiaine: Already?
: Master's orders.
: We have to take control of the Waygate.
: Before those reinforcements arrive.
: [dramatic music plays]
: Maksim, now! Maksim!
: Archers, with me!
Perrin: Eyes on me. Archers, nock!
Perrin: Draw!
Perrin: Loose!
: Nock! Draw! Loose!
Maksim: They're breaking through!
: Maksim, now.
: [Trollocs roar]
: Link with me.
: [dramatic music plays]
: [thunder rumbling]
: [thunderclap]
: Fall back. Back.
: Get back!
: Fall back.
: [dramatic music plays]
: [cheering]
: She's gonna be insufferable now.
: That was way better than lightning.
: Is that it? Are they giving up?
: If we're lucky.
: Go.
: See what's happening.
Maksim: We'll hold the pass.
: Go!
Perrin: Alanna!
: Alanna! Did you see where they went?
Alanna: They made a tactical retreat.
: A tactical retreat? By Trollocs?
: No. Something's off.
: The armor, the discipline, this isn't how Trollocs fight.
: It's like someone's controlling them.
: What's wrong?
: [distorted whooshing]
: Alanna, behind you!
: [arrow whistles, strikes]
Bode: Alanna! Somebody, help!
Daise: Get her to safety!
Bode: Don't let her die!
Perrin: Protect each other. Go, get her to shelter. Find cover for her. Go! Daise, get back inside!
: [Daise grunts]
: [villagers clamoring]
: [Maksim gasping]
Baker: Is it your Aes Sedai?
Maksim: She's down.
: [Trollocs trumpeting]
Wil: The Trollocs! They're back!
Cenn Buie: We can't fight without an Aes Sedai. We need to run. We're not soldiers.
: [Trollocs scream in distance]
Maksim: Soldiers don't win battles. What wins battles is being too dumb to know when you're beaten, too stubborn to fall down and die… and too nasty to let the Wheel crush you without jabbing a stick in its spokes. What do you say? Can the people of the Two Rivers manage that? Can you?
: [dramatic music plays]
: [Loial screams]
: How do we close that thing? It's not even open.
Chiad: Avendesora.
Bain: You. Always touching.
Loial: It can only be closed permanently from the other side. Will you defend my back, Bain and Chiad, Maidens of the Spear?
: [villagers clamoring]
: Perrin!
: Maksim! The pass.
: Without Alanna, we couldn't hold it.
: We held as long as we possibly could. Your people did you proud.
: We'll hold them at the walls.
: We can't hold anything without the Aes Sedai.
: We don't have the numbers.
: I know.
: Girls, can you do what you did before?
: The Weave of Healing?
: [Alanna moans]
Bode: We're trying. I don't know what's happening. It's not… It's not working.
Alanna: It's okay. You've done so much today. I'm so proud of you.
Bode: I'm so sorry.
: [horn blowing]
: What was that horn? Who's here?
: [watcher] Whitecloaks! They're waving a flag of peace.
: Open the gate.
: [gate rattles]
: [guards cheer]
Faile: They came. The bastards actually came.
: You came.
: It was the right thing to do.
: How'd you get here?
: The mountain pass.
: Past the Trollocs?
: What Trollocs? It was abandoned.
Maksim: They took it less than an hour ago.
: There's no way it would be abandoned.
Perrin: Padan Fain. He's with you?
: Fain's a Darkfriend.
: Close the gates!
Padan Fain: Hold these gates!
: Attack!
: [dramatic music plays]
: Archers! Bring them down! Bring them down!
: Go! Create a defensive line! Hold the square! Go!
: Guys, let's move! Into position!
: I didn't know about Fain.
: You should have!
: Go! Go now!
: Women's Circle! Hold the line!
: Aram?
: Yes.
: It's time?
: Let our feet fly.
: Don't be afraid.
: [messenger] Shiaine, we need those reinforcements.
: How far are they?
: Who did this?
Ila: Stay close.
Aram: We must go deeper into the woods.
Ila: Yes.
: [Trolloc roars]
: [Ila gasps]
: Run!
: [Trolloc snarling]
: [Trolloc screams in distance]
: [baby cries]
: [Aram shushes]
: [baby crying]
: Everyone's going to die tonight because of me.
: I've failed them.
: Failure is freedom.
: Because now what is there to be afraid of?
: What would you give for the Two Rivers?
: Everything.
: Then show them.
: [screams]
: [dramatic music plays]
Perrin: Stay behind me.
Faile: Stop trying to protect--
Perrin: Kill the ones I miss.
Perrin: Two Rivers, to me! Hold the square! We hold the square!
villagers: Hold the square!
Marin: For the Two Rivers!
Perrin: Hold them!
Perrin: Push them back! Push them back!
Faile: I like your Women's Circle.
: [Alanna screaming]
: [screams]
Valda: Step aside, children.
Valda: It's you!
: For mother!
villager: It's too many!
: [laughs]
Faile: Kill him!
Perrin: Why? Why did you do this to us? Why do you hate us?
Padan Fain: Hate you? I don't care about you. I don't care about this place. The Great Lord wants to wipe the Two Rivers off the map to make a point to the Dragon Reborn? Great. Kill me or don't. I have thousands of Trollocs coming through that Waygate. There'll be no lanterns at Bel Tine this year.
: [distant screams]
: [Trollocs roaring]
: [distorted screams, roars]
: [screams fade]
: [Loial humming]
: [continues humming]
: [Trollocs trumpeting, roaring]
: [screams]
: [earth crumbling]
Perrin: Sounds like your reinforcements aren't coming.
Padan Fain: I still have more than enough here.
Perrin: Then why do you smell so afraid? See? We're shepherds and farmers, not a soldier among us. And you're the only one here who's afraid to die.
Padan Fain: I'll make you a deal.
Perrin: No. I'll make you one. You want to live? There's only one way you can. Call off your army. I know you control them. You have been the whole time. Run far, far away and never come back. Or die right here and now for nothing, and no one.
Padan Fain: And you trust me to keep that promise?
Perrin: Trust I'll keep my end of it if you don't.
Padan Fain: [speaks Trolloc-tongue]
: [Trolloc grunts]
: [speaks Trolloc-tongue]
: [speaks Trolloc-tongue]
: [villagers cheering]
: [optimistic music plays]
: Warrior. Warrior.
: Well done, Wil. [laughs]
Eldrin: Will you take us back to the Tower?
Alanna: No. The Pattern has bigger plans for us, I think. Now that you've saved my life twice.
Marin: Mending pots and pans is how your people make their living, no? Because I have a feeling that Two Rivers will need a new blacksmith. If you'd like to stay.
Perrin: I told him… I ordered him to go home after.
Faile: He left his book. He knew he wasn't coming back.
Chiad: Life is a dream from which we all must wake before we can dream again.
Bain: May your soul find water and shade, Loial, son of Arent, son of Halan. Your name sings in our ears.
: [emotional music plays]
Loial: The Wheel turns, and the Red Eagle of Manetheren becomes a Wolf. The Two Rivers stands alone against the shadow, with a blacksmith to lead them. A man who took that role, not because he wanted to lead, but because his people wanted to follow.
Dain: Two Rivers. We had a deal.
Faile: What are you talking about?
Dain: Will you surrender yourself to the Light's justice, as you swore?
Faile: I suppose you call yourself "Children", so I shouldn't be surprised you can't count.
Perrin: No, no, stop, stop. I'll come.
Faile: Are you mad? They're just going to kill you.
Perrin: That's their choice. Like it was your choice to fight. And it's my choice to stop fighting. Can you respect that? Violence never ends until someone says "enough."
villager: No! Leave him alone!
: [villagers shouting]
Loial: A man of honor. A man whose family was taken from him, but who stood tall in his sorrow and protected those he could. Perrin Aybara… my friend.
Wil al'Seen: Hail, Perrin Goldeneyes! Lord of the Two Rivers!
: [villager] Hail Lord Perrin!
: [villagers, chanting] Lord Perrin! Lord Perrin! Lord Perrin!
: [chanting] Lord Perrin! Lord Perrin! Lord Perrin!
: [chanting] Lord Perrin! Lord Perrin!
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