robert the bruce with his father after his betrayal of wallace at falkirk...
Leper: I'm the one who's rotting but I think your face looks graver
than mine. Son, we must have alliance with England to prevail here.
You achieved that. You saved your family, increased your land. In
time, you will have all the power in Scotland.
Robert: Lands, titles, men, power, nothing.
Leper: Nothing?
Robert: I have nothing. Men fight for me, because if they do not, I
throw them off my land and I starve their wives and their children.
Those men who bled the ground red at Falkirk, they fought for William
Wallace, and he fights for something that I've never had. And I took it
from him when I betrayed him and I saw it in his face on the
battlefield, and it's tearing me apart.
Leper: Well, all men betray. All lose heart.
Robert: (screaming) I don't want to lose heart. I want to believe as he does. I will
never be on the wrong side again.
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and then in the end when he finally gets it and learns the lesson wallace had been trying to teach him...
Robert (narrator): After the beheading, William Wallace's body was
torn to pieces. His head was placed on top on London Bridge, his arms
and legs sent to the four corners of Britain as a warning. It did not
have the effect that Longshanks planned. And I, Robert the Bruce,
rode out to pay homage to the armies of the English king and accept
his endorsement of my crown.
English noble: I hope you've washed your arse this morning. It's about
to be kissed by a king.
(Robert takes out Wallace's embroidery, and looks at it with sorrow)
Craig: Come. Lets get it over with.
the bruce stuffs the embroidery back into his sleeve and begins to follow behind...
Robert: (To Craig) Stop. (Turning his horse back toward the Scots) You have bled with
Wallace, now bleed with me.
Craig: Ah! (grimaces in frustration)... (typical elitist slime nobleman)...
Hamish: AAAAAHHHHH! (Throws William's sword out into the
field. It stabs into the earth, standing like a cross.)
Crowd: WALLACE, WALLACE, WALLACE, WALLACE.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
robert unsheathes his sword and points it at the slime enemy...
(Scots charge)
William (narrating): In the year of our Lord 1314, patriots of Scotland,
starving and outnumbered, charged the fields at Bannockburn. They
fought like warrior poets. They fought like Scotsmen. And won their
freedom.