THE DEVIL'S NOVICE
EXT. THE WOODED AREA TRAIL-DAY
CADFAEL RIDES THE DONKEY DOWN THE ROUGH HEWN
TRAIL...ANOTHER RIDER COMES UP FROM BEHIND HIM AND GREETSHIM.
RIDER Good day, Brother!
CADFAEL HALTS THE ASS AS THE RIDER COMES UP BESIDE HIM.
CADFAEL Oh, Good day! Am I still on the right track to
RIDER You are... You'll be from Shrewsbury. How fares
CADFAELWell, badly enough for me to be seeking out his
THE RIDER IS JANYN BECK, WHO NOW DISMOUNTS HIS STEED.
JANYN Forgive me, Janyn Beck, shocked friend of said
ON BECK: CADFAEL HAS HIS BACK TURNED TO CAMERA.
CADFAEL You were shocked when he said he was to become
JANYN You are well schooled in the understatement.
CADFAEL And his father? Did he take it very hard.
JANYN He took no pleasure in it...but old Leoric,
takes precious little joy in anything, Meriet does.
CADFAEL Why so?
JANYN You have not met the golden firstborn, (ON
JANYN) Tristan, Meriet's brother.
CADFAEL Tristan? Oh...I see. He is his father's
JANYN Which makes our Meriet, all the more
perverse..against his father only. Not Tristan, strange to say.
Meriet loves him dearly. If I were so discounted, I should hate
them both. But I am not the stuff of monks. What about our other
mystery? Is there news?
BACK ON JANYN
JANYN The disappeared cleric?
CADFAEL Peter Clemence? Oh well...His horse was found.
JANYN But not the man?
CADFAEL You seem unsurprised.
JANYN It such a mystery, Brother, at a time when men
change their allegience as soon as their shirts?
CADFAEL Do you mean Master Clemence is not
JANYN Joined the Empress Maud...the Earl of Chester,
Lincoln... Nottingham. For every man for sale, there is a buyer.(ON
CADFAEL) Well...God speed Brother! (HE MOUNTS HIS HORSE)
Though...If you want to be at Ashby by Christmas, I should
get off that thing and carry it.
JANYN SPURS THE HORSE, LEAVING CADFAEL IN THE ROAD.
CADFAEL LEANS OVER AND WHISPERS IN THE MULE'S EAR....
CADFAEL (whispering) Take no notice, Daisy.
HE THEN SPURS THE MULE ONWARD DOWN THE TRAIL TO ASHBY
CUT TO: EXT. COUNTRYSIDE NEAR ST. GILES - SAME DAY
OSWIN AND MERIET ARE PULLING A CART, SEVERAL LEPERS ARE
BEHIND THEM FOLLOWING....
OSWIN If I can remember the way I know where we can
INT. ASHBY MANOR DINING ROOM - SAME DAY
LEORIC ASHBY STANDS AND PACES AT ONE END OF THE ROOM,
WHILE CADFAEL SITS AT A TABLE....
LEORIC Where is the need to consult me? Meriet has now
of own will, taken another Father and Lord Abbott.
CADFAEL But did he give no reason for taking such a
step? (ON LEORIC) Perhaps he saw advancement in it.
LEORIC STOPS AND TURNS TO CADFAEL
LEORIC Like my kinsman...Clemence? Or Canon Eluard? (scoffing)
Men of the Church (pacing).There isn't a pinch of
righteousness in any of them. Honor...duty! They serve their own
dissolute ends. All I know is that I have but one son now.
Meriet has put his hand to the plough...he must finish his
CADFAEL To be steadfast is a virtue, but as you say,
Meriet has taken another Father. One who cannot so easily, wash
his hands of him!
LEORIC COMES OVER QUICKLY TOWARD CADFAEL.
ON CADFAEL AGAIN
CADFAEL (continues) Sir, Meriet's vocation is
in grave doubt. He disrupts the Abbey! He cannot remain there,
if this strife within his heart continues.
CLOSE ON LEORIC
LEORIC I will not have him back!
CADFAEL Canon Eluard----
LEORIC What of him?
CADFAEL I will be plain. The Canon asks aloud, that if
there is some simple but dark reason, for Meriet to shut himself
away? The reason...being Peter Clemence.
LEORIC Is Clemence found?
LEORIC Then what right does Eluard have to cast so
foul a shadow over my son?
CADFAEL At least he speaks his mind! He doesn't snap
and snarl and try hide the truth!
CLOSE ON LEORIC, VISIBLY INSULTED
LEORIC You overstep your mark, Brother! Return to
your refuge...and let the real world live as it can.
LEORIC TURNS AND WALKS OUT OF THE ROOM AS THE CAMERA
FOLLOWS ALONG THE WALL TO A SIDE DOOR OPENING...ONE OF LEORIC'S
SONS MOTIONS FOR CADFAEL TO LEAVE....HE DOES.
EXT. THE ABBEY - DAY
FROM A CORNER OF THE HOUSE, ISOBEL LOOKS ON, AS CADFAEL
MOUNTS HIS MULE...TRISTAN WITH ROSEANNA IN HAND COMES UP TO HIM.
TRISTAN Brother, you brought news to my father of my
brother, Meriet. Has something happened?
MED. TWO SHOT ON THEM BOTH
CADFAEL You will be Tristan?
TRISTAN Forgive me. And the Lady Roseanna. He has not
changed his mind?
CADFAEL No, his zeal remains excessive.
ON TRISTAN AND ROSEANNA
ROSEANNA As in all things.
CADFAEL Can you think of any reason as to why he would
renounce the world so soon?
ON THE COUPLE
ROSEANNA It is simple. He was in the shadow of his
older brother. As are all men with Tristan.
TRISTAN You will see how I am blessed.
ON TRISTAN AND ROSEANNE
TRISTAN Brother? I wish above all things, that Meriet
was still with us... but if this new life is what he truly
desires...you will help him through it?
TRISTAN (continues) And say that he has my love
and my prayers...always.
ON THE COUPLE
ROSEANNE Assure him of my love...Brother? I may speak
in terms of love, may I not, for I will soon be his sister...and
we are to be wed at the Abbey. I hope you will sing sweetly, for
CADFAEL Gladly. If your marriage is made in heaven.
MUSIC STARTS IN BKGND...AS CADFAEL MOVES AWAY
CUT TO: EXT. THE TRAIL ROAD - DAY
CADFAEL IS LEADING HIS DONKEY DOWN THE SMALL ROAD. WE
FOLLOW HIM AS HE COMES TO THE SAME CROSSROAD WITH THE CROSS
WHERE WE LAST SAW BROTHER CLEMENCE ON. HE STOPS AND LOOKS TO THE
GROUND AND BACK AT THE CROSSROADS AND THE CROSS. HE MAKES THE
SIGN OF THE CROSS AND URGES THE DONKEY DOWN THE LEFT PATH...THE
SAME PATH CLEMENCE TOOK.
CADFAEL (whispering) Come on, Daisy! Come on!
HE LEADS THE ASS...WALKING SLOWLY...HE STOPS AND SEES
SOMETHING ON THE SIDE OF THE TRAIL...IT IS THE GREEN FELT BRIDAL
FROM CLEMENCE'S HORSE...BARBERY...HE LOOKS AROUND AND THEN SPOTS
SOMETHING OFF THE TRAIL IN THE BUSHES AND UP A HILL. HE STOPS
AND PICKS UP A BRACELET OR SOMETHING, LOOKING AT IT VERY
SOUND OF IMPACT...WE PAN UP AND SEE AN ARROW QUIVERING STUCK
JUST ABOVE HIS HEAD. HE LOOKS UP AT IT. PANNING DOWN WE SEE
CADFAEL HAS TAKEN REFUGE BEHIND THE TREE FROM WHERE HE WAS
STANDING...A WOMAN COMES UP THE TRAIL IT IS ISOBEL ASHBY.
ISOBEL Sorry...Brother. I took you for a wild pig.
Well, not strictly true. (SHE PULLS THE ARROW FROM THE TREE)
I sought you out.
CADFAEL BRUSHES THE DIRT FROM HIS FROCK.
CADFAEL You're not the first today!
ISOBEL Shall we talk, or must you not sit with women?
CADFAEL I will sit with pleasure.
ISOBEL I'm Isobel...Leoric Ashby's ward.
Leoric...Meriet's father? (ON CADFAEL) How is Meriet? (ON
ISOBEL) Safe from her at least. But it must not go too
far..this folly of his. He is mine, brother, whether he knows it
CADFAEL You think unrequited love, drove Meriet from
ISOBEL Have you met the witch...Roseanna?
CADFAEL (reluctantly) Uh--Yes--I have.
ISOBEL Could you resist...if your vows did not protect
CADFAEL A thought has just occured to me. (Points
at her) That Meriet being the second son and Ashby Manor
being of no great size....
ISOBEL (interrupts) That Tristan would inherit
all and there is no future here for Meriet...who therefore takes
the cowl....No...Ashby will be his when Uncle Leoric dies. Which
I doubt will ever happen...Heaven being unlikely to meet his
CADFAEL How so...the Manor?
ISOBEL (off camera) The family owns another..in
the North.. by Newark (ON ISOBEL) A wedding gift and
living for Tristan and the witch. Tristan and Janyn spend much
time there making ready...She is SO particular! (BACK ON
CADFAEL) But soon they will be gone, praise be. (She gets
up and walks around the tree) So! If you love Mariet...keep
him from the Tonsure...(she starts to walk away...Cadfael
grabs her hand) A celibate is of no use to me at all!
ON THEM BOTH
CADFAEL And...uh..Peter Clemence..You have no thoughts
ISOBEL Burst under the weight of his own vanity? Who
CADFAEL Harsh words of guest...and kinsman.
ISOBEL I did not like him.
CADFAEL Nor did your Uncle!
ISOBEL Nor any of us..., save Roseanna who likes all
men, the same.
CADFAEL She--uh---"befriended" him?
ISOBEL How quaintly put, Brother...she did
indeed...another blow for Meriet. (She walks away)
ISOBEL TURNS BACK TO CADFAEL.
ISOBEL (taking Cadfaels shoulders) Be firm with
him...he needs us both.
SHE KISSES HIM ON THE FOREHEAD AND THEN LEAVES.
CUT TO WOODED SCENE EXT. WOODED AREA - DAY
IN THE DISTANCE WE SEE PEOPLE PULLING A WOOD WAGON. ON THE
YOKE STEM IS BROTHER OSWIN AND BROTHER MERIET...PEOPLE BEGIN
TALKING....LAUGHING ALL AROUND THEM.
AS THEY PULL THE WAGON AND THEN CROSS A HIGH BRIDGE....THEY ALL
STOP AT A EMPTY FARMHUT.
OSWIN This is the spot you were seeking?
MERIET Yes...the Charcoal Burner died last year but as
you can see, we can do well here.
BROWN CAPED LEPER Shall we take the logs?
MERIET Yes...of course.
OSWIN There is plenty here.
THEY START FOR THE CHARCOAL PILE.
MERIET Yes...I get a start.
OSWIN This should keep us busy for a while.
THEY WALK OVER TO THE PILE...MERIET TAKES A POLE AND
STARTS PROBING THE PILE..OSWIN KICKS SOMETHING WHITE OVER TO THE
OTHER SIDE OF THE PILE....THE BEGGARMAN FROM THE TRAIL IS HIDING
JUST BEHIND THE PILE OUT OF SIGHT....MERIET KEEPS PROBING INTO
THE PILE OF LOGS...INTO WHERE THE CHARCOAL IS. OSWIN TAKES A
POLE AND HELPS.....
OSWIN I am not versed in this art. Strange the smell
of burning has stayed so long.
SUDDENLY OSWIN STOPS PROBING WITH HIS POLE..AT CLOSE UP WE
SEE THAT HE SEES SOMETHING IN THE ASH HEEP OF CHARCOAL. (HIS
POV)...WE SEE A SHOE WITH A BONE STICKING OUT OF IT.
OSWIN Meriet? Look!
MERIET SEES THE BOOT AND THE BONE AS CAMERA SLOWLY PANS
OVER IT. (CHOIR VOICES BEGIN SINGING) FADE OUT...
FADE IN: NEW PAN...THIS TIME REVEALING THE FULL BURNT
SKELETON ON THE GROUND...FROM THE FOOT PANNING LEFT TO REVEAL
FULL SKELETON. WE SEE CADFAEL INSPECTING THE HEAD AT CLOSE
RANGE. SERGEANT WARDEN COMES OVER AND KNEELS BY HIM....
WARDEN Well, Brother? Does he tell you any tales?
TWO SHOT OF THEM BOTH. MERIET SITS UNDER A TREE IN BKGRND.
CADFAEL He was a tall man...by the length of his
bones...and straight....without deformity.
THE BEGGAR IS SEEN HIDING IN THE BUSHES WARDEN (off
WARDEN Young, then?
BACK ON CADFAEL AND WARDEN.
CADFAEL REACHES INTO THE CAVITY OF THE SKELETON AND PULLS
OUT THE HEAD OF AN ARROW....(AT CLOSEUP)...HE HANDS IT TO
WARDEN So! Shot before roasted.
CADFAEL And he rode a horse. Well...no sane man would
use those (POINTS TO BOOT) for walking.
CLOSE ON SOMEONE SIFTING THE CHARCOAL FOR MORE CLUES.
CLOSE ON THE BEGGAR IN THE BUSHES. POV OF THE BEGGAR..AS
HE WATCHES A DEPUTY WALK TO HIS RIGHT IN SCENE. IN BACKGROUND WE
HEAR THE SHAKING OF THE SIFTER. CLOSEUP ON SIFTER...WHO HAS
STOPPED AND RUMMAGING OVER THE LARGER PARTS IN THE
BASKET...CADFAEL IS THE SIFTER AND HE BRINGS UP BITS OF CLOTH
AND AN UNRECOGNIZEABLE PIECE TO STUDY IT CLOSER...
WARDEN Brother Cadfael?
CLOSE ON THEM AS ANOTHER DEPUTY COMES UP TO THEM.
DEPUTY ...And this!
HE HANDS AN OBJECT TO WARDEN. IT IS A STRAP OF SOME KIND.
WARDEN (Cadfael looking on) That's a dagger
strap...too dainty for a sword.
WARDEN MOTIONS FOR THE DEPUTY TO GO BACK TO WORK. HE
CADFAEL A dagger to find then...
CUT TO THE BEGGAR IN THE BUSHES.
CLOSE ON CADFAEL'S HANDS AS HE SIFTS THROUGH THE RUBBLE IN THE
BASKET. HIS HAND COMES ACROSS WHAT LOOKS LIKE A BUCKLE.
WARDEN A loose fit, now Brother?
MEDIUM CLOSE OF MERIET LOOKING AT ALL THIS INVESTIGATION
WHILE SITTING UNDER THE TREE...HE IS NOT SMILING. BACK TO
CADFAEL AND WARDEN AS CADFAEL PUTS THE BUCKLE TO HIS SLEEEVE AND
RUBS HARD...HE LIFTS THE BUCKLE UP SO THAT WARDEN CAN SEE.
SOMETHING SHOWS AFTER THE RUBBING.....
WARDEN Another cross?
WARDEN LOOKS OVER AT MERIET, GETS UP AND GOES OVER TO HIM.
WARDEN (directly to Meriet) Tall, young...a
horseman...(walking around the tree) And by this cross
and ring...a priest.
HE GETS BEHIND MERIET
WARDEN (continues) Have you knowledge of such a
one gone missing hereabouts?
CADFAEL COMES OVER TO THE TREE...LEANS UPON IT.
CADFAEL Why would he lead poor Oswin, to the funeral
pyre on purpose? He was as shocked as anyone!
A VOICE YELLS..."HOLD THERE!" ALL THREE LOOK TO RIGHT...A
DEPUTY IS RUNNING TO THE BUSH...THE BEGGAR HAS BEEN DISCOVERED.
THE BEGGAR RUNS DOWN A HILL...ANOTHER VOICE YELLS "THIS WAY!"
ANOTHER DEPUTY YELLS..."COME ON!" THE FRIGHTENED BEGGAR
RUNS INTO THE ARMS OF SGT. WARDEN WHO WRESTLES HIM TO THE GROUND
TAKING A DAGGER FROM HIM.
WARDEN Easy now! (CLOSE ON WARDEN) Here's a
fine dagger for a piece of dung to carry. (HE GRABS THE
SHEATH OUT OF THE BEGGARS OTHER HAND)....and a sheath to
CUT TO PRISON CELL
BEGGAR AND WARDEN AT CLOSEUP. THE BEGGAR IS VISIBLY
FRIGHTENED AS WARDEN PUTS THE HANDLE OF THE DAGGER UP TO HIS
WARDEN How did you come by it?
BEGGAR I did not steal it my Lord...I am an honest
WARDEN TURNS THE KNIFE AROUND AND POINTS THE BLADE AT HIS
BEGGAR (nervous) I....I found it, my lord.
BEGGAR In the forest, my lord...the place they burn
charcoal....where you found me.
WARDEN There's blood on it.
BEGGAR I killed a chicken, my Lord!
WARDEN BRINGS THE KNIFE AWAY AND STANDS UP...THEN MAKES A
LUNGE OR A KICK AT THE BEGGAR...HE TURNS WHEN.... MED. LONG SHOT
OF CADFAEL COMING THRU THE PRISON DOOR.
CADFAEL Sergeant Warden? The Abbot has given me leave
to tend to his sores.
CLOSE ON WARDEN
WARDEN (vehemently) Well...I did not!
CADFAEL ENTERS THE CELL CARRYING HIS BAG AND HUGE WHITE
CADFAEL Warden? If you want any sense out of
him...you'll feed and salve him...he is no use to you dead!
MED. TWO SHOT ON CADFAEL AND WARDEN; A GUARD IS AT THE
GUARD No use alive, either...to us or any man!
CADFAEL (at Warden) You truly believe he has
murdered...or do you merely wish it so...that you can tell Canon
Eloard his mystery is solved?
ON THE COWERING BEGGAR IN THE CORNER OF THE CELL.
BACK ON CADFAEL
CADFAEL Leave me with him...I won't spirit him away.
BACK ON BEGGAR
BACK ON CADFAEL AND WARDEN. WARDEN TURNS WITHOUT A WORD
AND HE AND THE GUARD LEAVE...CADFAEL WALKS OVER TO THE CORNER
WHERE THE BEGGAR IS HUNCHED IN FEAR.
CADFAEL What is your name? Hmmm? What do men call you?
BEGGAR Harald. CADFAEL A king's name. (He kneels
down to minister the wounds) How long have you been living
CADFAEL PUTS THE CANDLE DOWN AND SITS NEXT TO HARALD
HARALD I...I never did violence, Brother...nor stole
anything but to gain food! I found the daggar...I...I needed it
for my hunting.
CLOSE ON CADFAEL
CADFAEL It seems to have done you precious little
good....I never saw a body and soul so loosely strung together.
Do you lack skill with the longbow as well? (HE PICKS UP THE
SALVE AND DIPS A CLOTH IN IT.) This is called...Hound's
Tongue. It's apt I think for--uh--this. (HE POINTS AT
HARALD'S ANKLE WOUND) What? a dog bite?
HARALD GRIMACES AND GASPS AS CADFAEL APPLIES IT TO THE
CADFAEL (continued) How did you come to this
life? Are you a runaway?
HARALD From a Master, who sought my blood.
CLOSE ON CADFAEL
CADFAEL For what reason?
ON THEM BOTH
HARALD Do they need a reason?
CADFAEL Now, this man who is dead.
HARALD Not by my hand, Brother...you must believe it!
CADFAEL I do. (CLOSE ON CADFAEL) But have you
seen the victim?...Riding a fine dark horse, wearing clothes to
match his dagger? Green velvet trimmed in gold? Did you see such
a man, Harald?
ON THEM BOTH AGAIN
CADFAEL I do not seek to trick you! I know you did not
HARALD I saw him, Brother...I saw him.
CADFAEL Nor should you seek to please me.(ON
CADFAEL) The truth, that's all I ask.
HARALD I saw him. (CLOSE ON HARALD) Riding
north...on his dark horse, as you say (MOVE IN CLOSER)...and
the rich, warm cloak on him. Such a cloak! Held by a great
brooch (MOVES HIS HAND JUST BELOW HIS THROAT) ...here!
CLOSE ON CADFAEL
CADFAEL A brooch?
CLOSE ON HARALD
HARALD Large! Almost as a shield boss, and as red as
CLOSE ON CADFAEL
CADFAEL We have found no brooch.
BACK ON HARALD
HARALD I have not stole it, Brother.
BACK ON CADFAEL, WHO LOOKS CONFUSED AT WHAT HE HAS
CUT TO: INT. THE RECTORY INFIRMIRY THE CHARRED REMAINS OF THE
DISCOVERED BODY ARE LAYING IN A PLAIN WOODEN COFFIN. ELOARD AND
WARDEN ARE LOOKING DOWN ON THE BODY.....
ELOARD My Bishop will be sorely grieved.
WARDEN It is Clemence, my Lord?
ELOARD The smile is the same. (HE TURNS TOWARD THE
TABLE THAT CADFAEL IS AT) Cover him! The riding
shoe....unique...the jewlry... also...Ah! (PICKING SOMETHING
UP) This ring was a gift, from the Bishop of Winchester,
himself. (TURNS TO WARDEN)You hold a fellow for this
crime, is this not so?
ON WARDEN..FOLDING HIS ARMS
WARDEN I do, sir!
CADFAEL (OFF CAMERA) I think...what Sgt Warden
means to say, my Lord, is that he has grave doubts as to the
man's guilt. (ON CADFAEL AND ELOARD) ...and rightly
so...he is poor wretch with neither rags or crust to his name.
Are we to believe he kills a man and leaves his jewels...his
clothes? And single handedly builds him into a charcoal stack
and burns him? I think not.
MEDIUM SHOT OF WARDEN WHO UNFOLDS HIS ARMS.
CADFAEL (OFF CAMERA) ...nor does Sergeant
BACK ON CADFAEL AND ELOARD
ELOARD Indeed...Sergeant Warden? Civil war breeds
felons, like a rotting cat breeds maggots! Justice must be swift
and sharp to reassure. A Churchman has been murdered. I would
have that punished and a line drawn under it, before I move
again from here.(HE LOOKS AT CADFAEL THEN BACK AT WARDEN)
HE TURNS AND LEAVES. CADFAEL LOOKS DISTRESSED AT WARDEN.
CLOSEUP OF A DEADPAN LOOK OF SGT WARDEN AS CADFAEL SIGHS
CUT TO: INT. KITCHEN AREA
CADFAEL IS AT THE FIREPLACE BENT OVER...ISOBEL ENTERS FROM
THE DOORWAY AT LEFT. SHE GOES TO A TABLE PICKS UP SOMETHING.....
ISOBEL Do you turn lead into gold, here?
CADFAEL STARTS....LOOKS AROUND AND STILL KNEELS AT THE
CADFAEL Hmm? No..only Rosehips into syrups. (HE
STANDS) Can I help you?
ISOBEL LOOKS AWAY
ISOBEL Family visit...to see Meriet. But I am told he
is not at the Abbey.
SHE THEN WALKS DOWN AND OUT OF CAMERA RANGE
CADFAEL Uh---no. But he is well. (HE GOES TO THE
DOORS) Isobel! I am glad your here! (SHUTS THEM, THEN HE
GOES OVER TO HER BY THE WINDOW) Tell me.......Is Ashby true
to the king Hmmm? Leoric, Tristan, Janyn, Meriet... all of you?
TWO SHOT ON ISOBEL AND CADFAEL
ISOBEL My Uncle Leoric, certainly, for king is king.
His duty is to the name and that is that.
CADFAEL And the rest?
ISOBEL Why do you ask?
CADFAEL Well----If Clemence wasn't killed for gain or
hate...the answer lies in his task...or his mission.
ISOBEL But a man is caught.
CADFAEL Oh---yes! But not condemned. Not yet.
SHE MOVES PAST THE MONK TOWARD THE TABLE.
ISOBEL Brother, there is no politics in Meriet...and
as for Tristan and Janyn..they love to hunt and hawk not skulk
in corners plotting. (SHE MOVES AROUND THE TABLE) When
the king calls, their swords will be his...as would mine if I
BACK AT WINDOW..ON CADFAEL
CADFAEL There is one other thing.
CLOSEUP OF ISOBEL
BACK AGAIN ON CLOSE OF CADFAEL
CADFAEL A brooch....as large as a shield boss and as
red as blood. It belonged to Clemence.
ECU OF ISOBEL
ISOBEL Yes, I saw it...on his cloak.
BACK ON ECU OF CADFAEL
CADFAEL When he rode from Ashby?
BACK ON ECU OF ISOBEL
BACK ON CADFAEL
CADFAEL I cannot find it. Not where he fell ...not
where he burned.
CLOSE AGAIN ON ISOBEL
ISOBEL Then...surely it has been stolen.
CADFAEL Not by the wild man...of that...I am certain.
BACK ON ISOBEL
ISOBEL Then by whom?
BACK ON CADFAEL; STARTING TO WALK AWAY
CADFAEL Who knows. (HE STOPS AND TURNS TO HER)
If by someone at Ashby...(he slightly winks) You would be
the one to find out.
ECU ON ISOBEL
ISOBEL At Ashby?
CUT TO: EXT. A ROAD IN THE COUNTRY - DAY
OSWIN AND A LEPER ARE PULLING A CART....MERIET IS ON THE
PORCH OF A HUT SWEEPING IT OUT.
OSWIN Brother Meriet? Brother Meriet..(PANTING)
News as well as bread...The Wild Man...the one they caught in
the forest...they say he killed Peter Clemence...is to hang for
MERIET COMES OFF THE PORCH.
OSWIN Tis true..."King Harald" they call him
MERIET TURNS TO GO
OSWIN (continues) Meriet?
MERIET (ON THE RUN) I must go to Brother
IN HIS HASTE...MERIET STUMBLES OVER A WHEELBARROW...HURT.
THE OLDER MONK AT THE COMPOUND, RUSHES TO HIM.
OLD MONK Brother Meriet!
CUT TO:. INT. A SEMI DARK ROOM
SITTING IS MERIET...NEXT TO HIM WITH HIS BACK TO CAMERA IS
MERIET I killed Peter Clemence...I shot him down in
the forest, not three miles from Ashby. Tell Sergeant Warden to
set that poor wretch, Harald, free. I never thought that when he
CADFAEL (INTERRUPTS) Easy...easy! Why did you
commit such a mortal sin?
MERIET Why? Because he made free with my brother's
bride. the woman, I too, loved!
CADFAEL And your father,does he know of this?
MERIET How else, should I be here? He gave me choice
which was no choice...to undergo this lifelong penance of the
cloister or publicly admit my guilt and go to a shameful
death...that's destroying our family name and ancient
honor...and so him!
CADFAEL If you what you say is true..you have great
need to ease the burdon of your guilt! Receive a priest! Meriet!
Receive a priest...and confess, for your soul's comfort...it is
not sufficient to confess to me,seek absolution before this
thing presses you down into hell. Brother Jerome is confessor to
the Novices--your confessor...I shall fetch him!
CADFAEL RISES AND STARTS TO LEAVE. CLOSE ON MERIET
MERIET I killed Clemence! I killed him!
PAN UP FROM MERIET TO CADFAEL AT THE DOOR...HE TURNS TO
HIM. (A BELL IS BELL RINGING)
INT. OF OUTER COURTYARD PORTICO - NIGHT
JEROME WALKS BRISKLY AROUND THE PROTICO TO A HIGH TABLE
WITH CANDLES ON IT...BEHIND IT IS CADFAEL.
JEROME He will not say the words.(COMES AROUND
TABLE BENCH AREA)...He will not confess!
CADFAEL (off CAMERA) Of course not!(THEY
WALK TOGETHER) He can lie to me...to Oswin..to the World for
cause that seems good enough...but he cannot lie to his
Confessor and so God. He did not kill Peter Clemence.
to the Final Act....