Part 15: "For Narnia... And For Aslan!"


116 INT. ASLAN'S CAMP, BOYS' TENT - NIGHT
Peter writhes, asleep, bound up in his sheets.

SUDDENLY, THE SOUND OF RUSTLING TREES GROWS LOUDER AS...

A WAVE OF LEAVES FLOWS UNDER THE TENT FLAP.

PETER GRABS HIS SWORD. A GREEN DRYAD COALESCES IN FRONT OF HIM.

EDMUND sits bolt upright in the next bed.

GREEN DRYAD
Be still, my princes. I bring grave news from your sisters...


117 EXT. ASLAN'S CAMP, ASLAN'S TENT - NIGHT
Peter parts the tent flap. He steps out mournfully.

PETER
She's right. He's gone.

Oreius and Edmund share a concerned look.

EDMUND
Then you'll have to lead us.

Peter looks up surprised.

EDMUND (contīd)
Peter, there's an army out there and it's ready to follow you.

PETER
I can't...

EDMUND
Aslan believed you could.

Peter looks up, doubtful.

EDMUND (contīd)
So do I.

Peter stares at his brother for a long moment.

A BATTLE HORN SOUNDS IN THE DISTANCE.

OREIUS
The Witch's army is nearing sire, what are your orders?

Peter looks down at the BATTLE MAP...

TRANSITION- swoop into map that turns into gryphon flying over battlefield.


119 EXT. BATTLEFIELD - MORNING
A GRYPHON SWOOPS OVER AN OPEN FIELD, crying a warning to Peter and his awaiting troops.

It wheels above an outcropping on which EDMUND and MR. BEAVER prepare CENTAURS and DWARF ARCHERS.

The GRYPHON swoops down to PETER and OREIUS at the front.

GRYPHON
They come, your Highness. In numbers and weapons far greater than our own.

Peter stares out, worried. Oreius studies his face.

OREIUS
Numbers do not win a battle.

PETER (under his breath)
No, but I bet they help.

ACROSS THE BATTLEFIELD, THE WHITE WITCH'S ARMY CRESTS THE RIDGE WITH SQUADRONS OF CYCLOPS, BATTALIONS OF BLACK DWARFS. GENERAL OTMIN leads his PHALANX OF MINOTAURS.

TWIN POLAR BEARS PULL A GLEAMING CHARIOT. TOWERING ABOVE THEM, MAGNIFICENT IN BATTLE MAIL AND FLOWING ROBES STANDS...THE WITCH.

Peter and the Witch hold each others gaze across the field.

Peter looks at the gryphon, at Oreius and finally to Edmund. Edmund gives him a nod.

PETER raises his sword to the Witch in challenge.

A trumpet sounds as HIS ARMY EXPLODES IN A FIERCE CHEER, BANGING THEIR SWORDS AGAINST THEIR SHIELDS.


121 EXT. BATTLEFIELD - DAY
ACROSS THE FIELD, THE WITCH SMILES THINLY. Beside her, Ginarrbrik pulls on his helmet.

The Witch turns to GENERAL OTMIN.

WHITE WITCH
I have no interest in prisoners. Kill them all.

OTMIN ROARS. WITH A THUNDER OF HOOVES AND STEEL, THE WITCH'S ARMY CHARGES.

Peter waits, sword held high.

THE DARK ARMY APPROACHES IN A CLOUD OF DUST.

Finally, Peter swallows and...BRINGS DOWN HIS SWORD.

EAGLES, FALCONS, GRYPHONS and HAWKS take flight, LARGE STONES gripped in their talons.

ROCKS FALL FROM THE SKY, cracking the skulls of the evil army, breaking their formation. BUT STILL...THEY ADVANCE.

Peter turns to Oreius. Fear on his face.

PETER
Are you with me?

OREIUS
To the death.

PETER POINTS HIS SWORD TOWARD THE ENEMY.

PETER
FOR NARNIA...AND FOR ASLAN!

PETER GALLOPS AT FULL SPEED, LEADING A WEDGE OF CENTAURS AGAINST THE NOW DISORGANIZED BLACK ARMY.

CRASH. TALONS, CLAWS, SWORDS and LANCES COLLIDE. Creatures on both sides fall.


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