Sheriff: No, you are a thief and shall die like one. Robin: Give me a sword let me fight to my death. N2: Robin is dragged to the gallows, his hands bound. N3: Lady Marian clutches the silver arrow as she watches Robin being dragged away. It will be a lesson for all who think they are above the law. Sheriff: To the dungeon! We will hang him tomorrow. N2: Robin fights valiantly, but he is overpowered.
N1: He sends one guard tumbling over backward. Robin: And miss all the fun? I think not! Will (from the crowd) : Run, Master Robin! Run! N3: Robin draws his sword from under his cloak. Sheriff: You are a better archer than the coward Robin Hood, who dared not even show his face today. The Sheriff approaches, his purple robe flaring. You might need it the next time someone drops out of a tree and blocks your path. N3: The beggar’s eye twinkles as he declines the arrow. Marian: Sir Champion, you beat the unbeatable. N2: Lady Marian brings forward the silver arrow. It splits Gilbert’s arrow in half and lodges in the center of the bull’s-eye. N1: The beggar steps forward and shoots his arrow. Sheriff: My head archer, Gilbert, has hit the center. N3: Each archer aims his arrow and lets fly. Herald (shouting) : Each archer will shoot one arrow. N1: The Sheriff, Sir Guy, and Lady Marian sit on a platform decorated with flowers. He wears a tattered scarlet cloak that hides his face. Among them is a limping beggar with an eye patch. N3: In Nottingham Town, cheers swell as archers stream onto the field. N3: Lady Marian glances back at Robin as she rides off. Robin: Please allow my men to escort you to the road. If you truly had but three, we would have taken nothing. He finds a pouch and pours out hundreds of coins. N3: Friar Tuck searches Sir Guy’s saddlebag. Guy: Very well, but I have only three gold coins. Will: Think of it as a tax for coming through our forest. Guy: Why should I pay for a meal you forced me to eat? Will: Before you go, Sir Guy, we ask a small donation for the meal we have given you. Little John: To the Sheriff: Though his heart may be empty, his pockets are always full! A fire crackles as a deer roasts on a spit. N3: Sir Guy and Lady Marian sit uncomfortably on tree stumps. N2: Robin’s men blindfold Sir Guy and Lady Marian and lead them to their camp hidden deep in the forest. Robin: Why the hurry, Sir Guy? You must be hungry after a long day of robbing the poor. N1: A smile twitches at the corners of Marian’s mouth. N3: Robin takes off his hat and bows to Lady Marian. Marian: With respect, Sir Guy, we are outnumbered. N2: Scores of Merry Men appear, arrows drawn. N3: Sir Guy and his guards draw their swords. Guy: There is a bounty of 200 gold coins on his head, but the people will not turn him in. Guy: He stole from the Bishop of Hereford, taking his money and his clothes! Marian: Is this Robin Hood as ruthless as they say? Guy: I dislike passing through these woods. If they worked harder, they would have plenty. Guy: I have no pity for commoners and peasants. Why should she be punished for her poverty? This villager was not born into nobility as we were. Guy: She could not pay her taxes, so I took this instead. Lady Marian: That necklace belonged to one of the villagers, did it not? Take this necklace as a token of my appreciation. Sir Guy: I thank you, milady, for accompanying me today. N3: Sir Guy and Lady Marian ride through Sherwood Forest with their guards.
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