You're escaped prisoners.
- Every one.
Thieves, bandits,
fighters and brawlers.
- Desperate men.
- Desperate as you'll ever see.
Good.
- Those are the kind of men I need.
- You need?
See, these men
follow no man but me.
And I follow no man at all.
- Would you follow a king?
- A king?
Many lunatics wandering the countryside
claiming to be kings, eh?
Would you follow a king
to the Black Fortress?
Now I know you're a lunatic.
I wouldn't follow me own father
to the Black Fortress.
- If he could find it.
- Not that he'd be foolish enough.
Is it foolish to defend your world and
to fight for your homes and families?
If the invaders conquer,
you'll be slaves with the rest of us.
Noble sentiments, but we fight
for profit, you know what I mean?
And the profit's freedom
and fame.
Freedom? But we have it.
Fame? It's an empty purse.
Count it, you're broke.
Eat it, go hungry.
Seek it and go mad.
That is true.
But this fame and this freedom
you could leave to your sons.
- How did you know I had sons?
- If the Slayers conquer Krull...
your sons will be enslaved forever.
I have no sons,
but I will go with you.
What?
The boy shames you all.
Only the king and the lord marshal
have the keys to these manacles.
You don't look like a lord marshal.
Look about the right age
to be Turold's son.
Exact age.
Torquil, you're growing old.
Your brain's softening.
Nine men like you are worth an army.
If we succeed, unlock them.
Otherwise, I'll die with them.
Well, you heard him.
We are now an army!
- An unpaid army.
- You got a problem, Rhun?
Look, can't a man even talk to himself
without being interrupted?
- Let's go.
- Saddle up!
Move!
Gooseberries!
In here. Help!
Horrible! There was
a terrible creature over there!
And over there,
a creature with only one eye!
- One eye?
- A cyclops.
And he was aiming a spear
straight at me.
Had that been so,
you would now be dead.
He was aiming at a Slayer...
for they have ancient hatred
between them.
Long ago, his ancestors...
lived in a world far from Krull...
and had two eyes like other men.
Then they made a bargain
with the Beast...
who was the leader of the Slayers.
They gave up one of their eyes
in exchange for the power...
to see into the future,
but they were cheated.
And the only future they are permitted
to see is the time of their own death.
They're sad, solitary creatures.
Born to know...
the day they will die.
Today would have been my day,
if it hadn't been for him.
We three will go on.
The rest will remain here.
We four will go on. I'm not
staying behind with these criminals.
We four will go.
He marches us towards
a solid face of rock.
The man has raisins
in his brain case.
I recognize an old friend.
Mad. They're all mad.
We seek the Black Fortress!
Such a vision will be opposed.
Who seeks it?
The new king.
With an old voice?
You know the voice?
Yes, my friend.
We're trying to find it.
I will seek the fortress for you.
Got any sugar bowls?
Gum drops?
What kind of boy are you?
Boys always have candy.
I have a cinnamon bar.
Share and share alike.
I am Ergo the Magnificent.
Short in stature, tall in power...
narrow of purpose
and wide of vision.
That is very impressive.
- I should hope so.
- I'm Titch.
That's not impressive,
but adequate.
The Black Fortress.
Where?
Are you all right?
Yes.
The Beast does not like
curious seers poking into his affairs.
His power is too great
for you to overcome?
Yes, here.
But there's one place
where his power cannot reach.
- The Emerald Temple.
- Yes, in that place...
he cannot oppose my vision.
Will you travel there with us?
It is in the great swamp--
a treacherous place.
Our need is great.
The temple is at the center
of the swamp...
where three trees grow as one.
How could anything grow in that place?
It smells of death.
Death and power are close cousins.
Don't think I like
your relatives, old man.
Have a look.
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