[Nuada enters his father's audience chamber and kneels] [In Gaelic]
Father.
KB King Balor
[In Gaelic]
Why? Why have you done this? Why?
To set us free. All of us, Father.
KB King Balor
[In Gaelic]
You have broken an ancient truce between our people and mankind.
A truce based on shame! The humans have forgotten the gods, destroyed the Earth. And for what?! Parking lots, shopping malls! Greed has burned a hole in their hearts that will never be filled; they will NEVER have enough!
KB King Balor
[In Gaelic]
What humans do is in their nature; to honour the truce is in ours.
Honour? Look at this place. Where is the honour in it? Father, you were once a proud warrior. When did you become their pet? [turns to the crowd] I have returned from exile to wage war and reclaim our land, our birthright. And for that, I will call upon the help of all of my people. And they will answer – the good, the bad– [holds up the crown piece] and the worst. [Balor is horrified, as his hand goes to the crown piece in his armor]
KB King Balor
[In Gaelic]
The Golden Army! You cannot be that mad!
Perhaps I am. Perhaps they made me so.
Princess Nuala [In Gaelic]
Awaken the army– but our green fields cannot grow out of all that blood. Let the army sleep. If our days have ended, let us all fade.
KB King Balor
[In Gaelic]
For the last time, my son, I ask you: is this the path you wish to take?
It is. I'm sorry, Father.
KB King Balor
[In Gaelic]
Then you leave me no choice. [Sighs, looks away] Death! [Balor's guards raise their weapons]
And you, sister, are you at peace with your king's verdict?
Princess Nuala I am, my brother. I am.
Then very well. Death it is.
Princess Nuala [With the others in the meat-locker]
To wage his war, my brother needs this. [Holding the crown piece and cylinder] The final piece of the crown of BethMora and this map to the location of the Golden Army chamber.
The Golden Army. The harbingers of death, the unstoppable tide–
[Under his breath]
Howdy Doody.
Your Highness, if you hand the crown piece over to us–
Princess Nuala No. Where it goes, I go. My father died to uphold the truce with your world. We must honor his noble intentions.
The lady is in dire danger.
I take is your are vouching for her, Agent Sapien?
Even so– I am sorry, but we simply cannot assume such responsibility on our own.
[Getting in Johann's face]
Lady just lost her father, what more do you want?
You may not care, but there are procedures, rules, and little handbooks that–
She's coming with us. You got that, gasbag?
(offended)
What– what did you call me?!
(from behind the group)
You! You will pay for what happened to my friend down there.
(Turning to face him, sarcastically)
Yeah, right. You take checks?
(Enraged)
Demon. Born from a womb of shadows, sent to destroy their world, and you still believe you belong?
Are we going to talk all night? Because I'm really sleepy.
You're here. So, I assume you brought the remaining piece.
No, we didn't, but we should discuss–
I'm not addressing you, Tin Man. Abraham.
[Whispers to self]
Abraham?
[Abe walks forward to face Prince Nuada.]
My sister is well–
Princess Nuala [Speaking Gaelic; subtitles]
Don't do it.
[Abe reveals the crest of the Golden Army crown to Nuada.]
What the hell are you doing?!
You would do the exact same for Liz.
Agent Sapien, NO!
[Abe throws the crest to Prince Nuada. Prince Nuada catches it.]
