FLY UP THE CLIFF FACE TO THE CASTLE WALL, INTO...

131 INT. CAIR PARAVEL, GREAT HALL - DAY
SUNLIGHT POURS THROUGH STAINED GLASS WINDOWS DOWN ONTO...

FOUR THRONES.

On one, the carving of A SWORD. On another, A HORN. A third features A TINY BOTTLE. On the last has been carved...A WAND, BROKEN IN TWO.

THE CHILDREN STAND BEFORE THE THRONES, ASTONISHED.

Finally, the Pevensies sit upon their thrones, humbled.

For a moment, Lucy's feet dangle. Then she looks down to find a BEAUTIFULLY CARVED FOOT-REST, JUST HER SIZE.

All around them, NARNIANS CROWD THE HALL, gazing happily. They part as...

Aslan enters. He stops in front of the children. After a long, proud moment, he nods.

MR. TUMNUS pins a SILVER LAUREL to Lucy's hair.

ASLAN
To the glistening Eastern Sea, I give you Queen Lucy, the Valiant.

OREIUS perches a SILVER CROWN on Edmund's head.

ASLAN (cont´d)
To the great Western Wood, King Edmund, the Just.

MRS. BEAVER places a RING OF GOLDEN FLOWERS on Susan.

ASLAN (cont´d)
To the Radiant Southern Sun, Queen Susan, the Gentle.

Finally, MR. BEAVER rests a HEAVY GOLD CROWN on Peter.

ASLAN (cont´d)
To the Clear Northern Sky, I give you King Peter, the Magnificent.

The Pevensies sit crowned, the PROPHECY FULFILLED.

ASLAN (cont´d)
Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens.

Aslan with a chorus of others

ASLAN (cont´d)
Long live King Peter! Long live King Edmund. Long live Queen Susan. Long live Queen Lucy.

132 OMITTED

133 EXT. CAIR PARAVEL, BALCONY - DUSK
Lucy rushes out to the balcony railing.

Down below, Aslan walks along the shore...away from Cair Paravel.

Lucy's eyes well up with tears.

Mr. Tumnus comes out to join her.

MR. TUMNUS
Don't worry. We'll see him again.

LUCY
When?

She watches Aslan grow smaller and smaller.

MR. TUMNUS
In time. One day he'll be here, the next he won't. But you mustn't press him.

They both stare out at the Lion retreating in the distance.

TUMNUS
After all, he's not a tame lion.

LUCY
No. But he is good.

Lucy wipes her eyes. He offers her HIS HANDKERCHIEF.

TUMNUS
Here, you need it more than I do.

Lucy turns back to the beach. Aslan has disappeared into the darkness, leaving only...HIS DEEP FOOTPRINTS IN THE WET SAND.

THE FOOTPRINTS FADE AS THE LIGHT GRADUALLY TURNS TO DAY.

A134 EXT. CAIR PARAVEL - BEACH - DAY
STAY ON THE BEACH as the COLORS OF SPRING turn to the RICH GOLDS OF AUTUMN.

134 EXT. NARNIA, WOODS, AUTUMN - DAY
We TILT DOWN from a beautiful SUNSET into the woods as...

A WHITE STAG bursts through the bramble as a net flies by, narrowly missing it.

It's quickly followed by FOUR RIDERS.

KING PETER leads, hair and beard blown wild by the wind.

QUEEN SUSAN, long hair braided beneath golden flowers, smiles as she blows right by him.

QUEEN LUCY, now a pretty young woman, tries to keep pace...

AS KING EDMUND, a handsome, serious man, falls behind.

135 EXT. LANTERN WASTE, AUTUMN - DAY
Peter, Susan and Lucy burst across a clearing, HUNTING NETS at the ready. Edmund's horse, PHILIP, wheezes to a stop.

ADULT EDMUND
Are you alright, Philip?

PHILIP
I'm not as young as I once was.

The others wheel back.

ADULT SUSAN
Come on Ed.

HE PATS PHILIP'S NECK. PHILIP LOOKS UP GRATEFULLY.

ADULT EDMUND
Just catching my breath.

ADULT SUSAN
That's all we'll catch at this rate.

ADULT LUCY
What did he say again, Susan?

ADULT SUSAN (putting on a voice)
"You girls wait in the castle. I'll get the stag myself."

Edmund eyes the smirking girls.

The girls laugh at him.

ADULT PETER (O.S.)
What's this?

Everyone turns to see what Peter staring up at...A LAMPPOST.

They quickly dismount.

Peter knocks on the post. It clangs.

ADULT PETER (cont´d)
This seems familiar...

Everyone shakes their heads, puzzled.

ADULT SUSAN
As if from a dream...

ADULT LUCY
Or a dream of a dream.

Suddenly, Lucy's eyes go wide as SHE REALIZES SOMETHING.

She looks through the trees at...a faint glow.

ADULT LUCY (cont´d) (to herself)
Spare Oom.

Without a backward glance, she dashes into the trees.

ADULT PETER
Lucy!

ADULT SUSAN
Not again!

The others plunge into the forest after their sister, leaving behind their horses, their packs

AND SUSAN'S HORN.

The King's and Queen's push on, battling the rough branches from their faces.

ADULT PETER
Lu?

ADULT LUCY
Come on!

THE SHAFT OF LIGHT APPEARS AHEAD.

ADULT PETER
These aren't branches.

ADULT SUSAN
They're...coats?

ADULT EDMUND
Susan, you're on my foot.

136 INT. WARDROBE ROOM - DAY
THE WARDROBE DOORS BANG OPEN AND OUT TUMBLE THE FOUR PEVENSIES...

YOUNG AGAIN, AND IN THEIR OLD ENGLISH CLOTHES.

SIMULTANEOUSLY, THE DOORKNOB TURNS. THE PROFESSOR ENTERS THE ROOM, STARTLED.

PROFESSOR KIRKE
Oh...there you are.

The professor looks curiously at the children sitting on the floor. They stare around, dumbfounded.

PROFESSOR KIRKE (cont´d)
What were you all doing in the wardrobe?

The Pevensies look at each other, slow realization giving way to slight sadness.

PETER
You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir.

The professor smiles knowingly, tossing Peter A CRICKET BALL.

PROFESSOR KIRKE
Try me.

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