Sir Lachlan MorrisonO blessed sun, our ancestors feared one terrible winter's day that you would set in the western sky, plunging us into perpetual night. And yet you shine upon us still. O glorious sun, accept our sacrifice that we may be fruitful once again. We pray that we may once more hear the sound of children's laughter in our midst.
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Steve Thomson[coming across Lolly bathing in a spring naked]You want me to come in?
[she nods]
Steve Thomson[undressing]Oh, what the hell? Sulis, ain't that some kind of goddess?
LollyHow did you know that?
Steve ThomsonI saw her on the front of Lachlan's vehicle. She's cute.
LollyI'm glad you approved of her. I posed for the wee statue. It was a great honor. This is Sulis's sacred spring.
Steve Thomson[wading into the water]Wow, Sulis. You gotta be kidding me about this. This is just some warm water, right?
LollyYou believe a certain virgin had a baby, don't you? Why can't you believe, like I do, that this water has a holy power?
Steve ThomsonI believe whatever's written in the Bible, Lolly. That's holy writ.
LollyCome on, Steve. It'll make you feel out of this world. Are you thinking about Beth? I can let you into a secret. Lachlan wants her to be the May Queen. I think he might like you to be the Laddie. Would you go for that?
LollyThe Laddie? You've not heard tell of the Laddie? He is the brightest and best, the handsomest, the kindest, the goodest, perhaps the best rider. I have known him to be the best lover.
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Lady Delia Morrison[seeing Beth in a classy dress]Ah, so that is what the modern missionaries are wearing these days. Or are you trying to tell us something, Beth?
Beth BoothbyOkay, I'll admit it. I'm mad as hell at Steve. But you're throwing a party for me and I plan to enjoy it. Carla made the dress for me to wear after a gig. I don't know why I packed it. It must have been a premonition.
Lady Delia MorrisonSo, do you plan to forgive Steve? Say, tomorrow? You must remember to err is human; to forgive, divine.
Beth BoothbyI'll probably forgive him in half an hour. You know why? Because I love that son of a bitch cowboy.
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Steve Thomson[after having sex]I never dreamed it could be like that. Think it might go on forever and ever. Kind of hoping it would.
LollyI always look for something that I know even Sulis cannot give me: a child. But I know that if it does happen, it will have happened here.
LollyWell, I am what the goddess wants me to be; all things to all men.
Steve ThomsonWe got a word for that back in Texas, yeah, and it ain't purty. Still, I reckon somehow you're different.
LollyI'm glad.
[he starts feeling his pockets]
LollyLost something?
Steve ThomsonYeah. I guess it don't matter no more. You lost it, you lost it. Ain't no going back.
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Lolly[moaning while having sex]I read somewhere that your Italian countrymen... Cesar Borgia... bet his father... the Pope... that he could come... five times during his wedding night... had five horsemen under the window... ooh... and every time he... ooh... ooh...
[climaxing]
LollyOrlando! Orgasissimo! Oh! Whew.
OrlandoFive times?
LollySure. Why not seven? I'm sure you, Orlando, could do it. Italian men are such wonderful lovers. What a great idea. Are you on? Nobody would touch that record.
OrlandoYou keep records here?
LollyNo, not really. Well, quite informally. You really are a treat, Orlando. Scots and Englishmen can always find their way to the pub, but when it comes to the clitoris, they think it's an island off Greece famous for its ouzo.
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Sir Lachlan MorrisonLaddie, you are a prince among men, a king. We all, all salute you. You will give your life so that a new generation of our people will be born blessing your name. Children will be called after you. Hallowed be thy name.
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Sir Lachlan MorrisonThey're both perfect. I was afraid we'd have to look further afield this year. What a little star, especially if she can sing. And rather beautiful, too.
Lady Delia MorrisonIn a corn-fed, apple-cheeks sort of way.
Lady Delia MorrisonOh, and that poor Steve, wearing that ridiculous silver ring and waiting 'til his wedding day. It really is another world over there in America, isn't it?
LollyHe's been missing you, Sir Lachlan. That's Beth Boothby, isn't it? Whoa.
Sir Lachlan MorrisonDelia and I are throwing a special party for her at the manor house on Sunday. Everyone's invited, so spread the word. Beth, of course, is our very special guest. Lolly here is our head groom.
Steve ThomsonWell, the horse, Beth. If that ain't one beautiful horse.
Sir Lachlan MorrisonAnd, uh, I'm terribly sorry. This is Steve. As you can see, he's from America, too. How would you like to ride him?
LollyI'd like it fine, but I think young Beth here would kill me first.
Sir Lachlan MorrisonAnd you'd deserve it. You know very well I'm asking Steve if he'd like to ride Prince.
Steve ThomsonRide that horse? Are you kidding me? You bet.
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Old GentlemanBut can fate be altered? This is a question that every religion has tried to answer, and the answer is almost certainly no. But we keep trying...
Old GentlemanPoor wee laddie... catching him is a game of chance!
LollyNo, it's not a game. Please don't go... Steve... STEVE!
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Steve Thomson[joining the townspeople in their chant]There is power in the blood... there is power... power... power in the blood of the lamb!
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BeameWhat's this music your playing you miserable prick?
[kicks the gramaphone over and steps on it]
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DannyLass? Stay Still!
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Mary HellierNo No
[Is surronded by Danny, Beame and the other townspeople]
Mary Helliergod why? Danny? Steve!
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Young LachlanThat bridge has seen so much drama/blood.
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Lady Delia Morrison[holding Lolly and Steve's newborn son]We have a little cowboy.
[faces the rising sun]
Lady Delia MorrisonFind us a man to give us another.
[joined by the townspeople in chanting]
Lady Delia MorrisonAnd another and another...
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Sir Lachlan MorrisonI'll tell you what I believe. If I am a rabbi... Jevovah is my god. If I am a Mullar... Allah the merciful is he. If I was a Christian... Jesus is my lord. Here in Tressock, I believe the old religion of the Celts fits are needs at this time. Isn't that all you could ask of religion?
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Sir Lachlan MorrisonOur wonderful Laddie... Steve was chosen for his inate goodness, he is our gift to the gods... and they will love him forever... and reward us with renewed life here in Tressock. Now ladies and gentlemen it is my...
[Mary knocks him back into the Wicker Tree and sets it and him on fire]
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Danny[revealing they sacrificed Steve]Aye... he is my queen... and no one will ever find his body... it is all gone. But he's soul... his new self... is in heaven beyond our imagine. Up there... nothing will be too good for our wonderful laddie.
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JackWicker Tree... Wicker Tree... What Do You See?
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AngusAngus, Paul, Carl: It's so unfair... I'm not supposed to leave the house during the May Day celebrations... but my mum and dad wanted to go to the feast I have to wait until I'm a man before I can.
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Young LachlanYou often said that what you believe is the natural order of things , the food chain cruel or begnin for you everything under the sun happens... just happens... that's just fate
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Mary HellierI am one queen of the may... NO ONE IS GONNA FORGET
Mary Hellier[on setting Lachlan on fire]Don't you have a song for this? Old man dying perhaps? What? Don't like that then?
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DannyLass? Stay Still!
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Mary HellierNo! No!
[Is surronded by Danny, Beame and the other townspeople]