send him on his way.
So what'd you want us to do?
Guard the spear.
Somebody has to be with the spear at all times.
Indeed, now that the spear has been reconstituted,
the stakes have never been greater.
Which is why I should stay on the ship too.
All right, in that case, go with the guys.
They could use the adult supervision.
We're at the outpost.
God, it's a madhouse.
Fan out to cover more ground.
Stay on the coms and be careful.
Yeah, Gideon said Tolkien was ill.
We should search amongst the injured.
罗里先生 吉韦小姐 去看分诊区
Mr. Rory, Ms. Jiwe, you go look in triage.
Let me guess. We get the fun part?
I've always wanted to visit the Somme.
Just without, you know, all the warfare going on.
Amaya, any sign of Tolkien?
I... I don't know.
There's so much suffering.
So many injured.
Miss, please, help me.
Just try to stay still.
Let me see what we're dealing with.
I don't want to die alone.
Hey, those are for them.
My, my, my, how the mighty have fallen.
You said that the last time you appeared.
You pick a hell of a time to show up.
I'm kind of in the middle of something.
Yeah, in the middle of being a good little doggie
to those insufferable wannabes.
Stay on mission, now.
Gotta find this Hobbit guy.
J.R.R. Tolkien, why?
Hoping for an autograph?
I don't even know who that guy is.
All I know is I gotta find this Hobbit guy
who knows the guy who's buried with Jesus' blood.
Then we can destroy the Spear of Destiny.
米克 米克 米克
Mick, Mick, Mick,
when have we ever destroyed anything we've ever stolen,
let alone the most valuable score in the universe?
What have they done to you?
How the hell are we supposed to find anyone in here?
- What? - I said, how the hell are we sup--
On your feet, you lazy good-for-nothings,
or I'll have you shot!
Did you hear me, Lieutenant?
- Yes, sir. - On your feet with your weapon,
托尔金 你个蠢蛋 站起来
you fool of a Tolkien! On your feet!
Tolkien, Lieutenant Tolkien?
Yes, yes, that's me.
He's very ill. He's gotta come with us.
Nonsense, I... I'm perfectly fine.
This man is burning with a fever.
We're taking him out of here now!
Well, get him to the field hospital.
Come on, you trench rats!
The boys have a date with your Bittersteel!
We have him, but he's in no condition to talk.
All right, get him to the extraction point.
- We'll meet you there. - Mr. Rory?
Steal us an ambulance, will you?
What happened to the man who never took orders from anyone?
I respected the hell out of that guy.
Now you're just their trained pet.
坐下 米克 拿来 米克
Sit, Mick. Fetch, Mick.
好孩子 米克 汪汪
Good boy, Mick. Woof!
I'm no one's... pet.
Sure you are.
They may act all friendly to you,
but they'll never trust you, never.
When the chips are down,
they'll look at you the same way they always have:
as a thug.
But you and me? We're partners.
At least, we were, and could be again.
将命运之矛夺来 米克 为你自己
Take the Spear of Destiny, Mick. Use it for yourself.
Use it for us.
There is no us. You're dead.
I don't have to be, Mick.
With the spear, it'd be so easy to bring me back.
You're in my head. You're a--
you're an illumination.
- A hallucination. - That's it.
Now, did that feel like a hallucination?
I must be hallucinating.
Actually, we took the liberty of curing your typhoid fever,
I knew you weren't volunteers.
Your accent alone was horrendous.
I'll have you know I played Bert
in my middle school production of "Mary Poppins," thank you.
Who are you, then? German?
Ottoman? And where on God's Earth have you brought me?
Somewhere the less talked about, the better, for your sake.
But we're on your side, and we need your help.
In your paper, "The Burden of the Purest Heart,"
you described the final resting place of Sir Gawain.
I never actually published that paper--how did you--?
It's hard to explain,
but we need to know where the knight is buried.
You abducted me from the middle of a battlefield
to ask about an old myth?
There is a war on, you fools!
And I imagine that the view from the trenches is pretty bleak.
It looks to me like the end of the world.
But it's not.
Believe me, this darkness will pass.
You speak as someone who's seen the future.
Haven't all students of history?
Those who suffer heal.
Everything destroyed gets rebuilt.
And our towers grow a little taller every time.
I should like to believe you.
Tell me, why do you seek the grave of Gawain?
It's a long story.
I enjoy long stories.
Yeah, he does.
In short, my fellow travelers and I--
Fellowship, if you will.