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SCRIPT: ARSLAAN SENKI (ARSLAAN WAR RECORD) #1                     10/21/92
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                                                               (Final v.1)
This script is a fan-produced translation to the animation movie, "Arslaan
Senki (War Record) #1", and is not meant in any way to infringe upon the
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        Edit:  K Hindall of CJAS  <Thanks K>
               (Guest Editor) Bruce Carlson  <Thanks Bruce>

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Griffin Script                                      Miho Nishida  10/21/92
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                               ARSLAAN SENKI
                           -Arslaan War Record-
                      Based on novels by Motoki Tanaka
                            Kadokawa Production

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( ) = scenery notes
[ ] = translational/cultural notes
        Within translational notes:
        LT  Literal translation of Japanese;
        ET  Equivalent translation;
        ALT Alternative phrasing of previous sentence or word;
        =   Definition or clarification of a word;
        ?   Uncertain translation due to unclear dialogue.
< > = hidden reference of a dialogue; can be read or left out.

* Explanation of the ALT.  All dialogues in this script are translated to
retain the original nuances.  In doing so, the translated dialogues may come
out slightly awkward (though we try hard to fix that).  The ALT is an
alternative phrasing that is probably more acceptable to the audience, though
perhaps not as accurate in the essence.  It is the translator's hope that the
reader get the general idea of what is being said from the choices given.
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CHARACTERS:

ARSLAAN         (Supposedly,) the son of the 18th Shaao(=King), Andragorus
                III, of the Kingdom of Parus.  Heir-Prince.  14 years old.
                (vc: Yamaguchi Kappei)

DARYUUN         Former Marsbaan(=Captain of 10,000 cavalrymen) who serves
                Arslaan.  Known as the "Mardaan'f Mardaan(=Warrior of
                Warriors; Greatest Warrior)", he was the youngest ever to
                achieve the rank of Marsbaan (there were twelve Marsbaans
                before the war).  Bafuriez's nephew.  27 years old.  (vc:
                Inoue Kazuhiko)

NARSASS         Former lord of the Dairum manor who comes to serve Arslaan.
                The future Court Artist.  26 years old.  (vc: Shiozawa
                Naoto)

GIEV            A wanderer who calls himself the "Wandering Musician [ALT:
                Minstrel]".  (vc: Yao Kazuki)

FARANGIIS       A Kaahiina(=Priestess) of the God Misura.  She was chosen to
                serve Arslaan by her order.  (vc: Katsuo(?) Masako)

ERAM            Narsass's servant.  (vc: Sasaki Nozomu)

Andragorus      Andragorus the Third.  18th King of Parus.  He seizes the
                throne after murdering (rumored; not certain) his bed-ridden
                brother, King Osuroess.

TAHAMIINE       Andragorus' wife and (supposedly,) Arslaan's mother.

BAFURIEZ        The Grand Commander [ALT: General; LT: Grand Shogun] of
                Parus (and of course a Marsbaan).  Daryuun's uncle.

CARLAAN         Another given the rank of Marsbaan.  He betrays his
                country, Parus, but claims that he did it out of true
                loyalty to his country...  What can it mean?

BODAN           The Grand Bishop of the Iardaboht religion who serves
                the King of Rushitania, Inokentess VII.

S/MASK          The man with the silver mask (called Lord Silver Mask in the
                novels ---yeah, it sounds retarded in English; rather, it
                sounded retarded in Japanese.  Sorry Tanaka-sensei!  But I do
                like your novels ^_^).  He claims to be Hirumess, son of the
                17th King, Osuroess, of the Kingdom of Parus (nephew to
                Andragorus III).  Deprived of his supposed birthright, he
                pledged revenge on Andragorus and his son.  27 years old.
                (vc: Ikeda Shuichi)

OTHERS:

P/MAN           Parus soldier.
R/MAN           Rushitanian soldier.
SHAPUR          A Marsbaan who was captured by the Rushitanians.

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SPECIAL NOTES:  TERMS, CONCEPTS, and OTHER NOTES

1) Some terms are in the language of Parus.  Readers are urged to read them
as they are instead of using the literal translation.  (Example: Marsbaan,
Kaahiina, Shaao).  By the way, Arslaan War Record is a serial novel.  It's
supposed to be 14 books in all, but the author has completed only 9 so far.

2) Arslaan's name can be written as Arslan, but the original Japanese has
the elongation symbol "-" after the word "ra" and before "n".  Therefore,
pronouncing the prince's name as Arslaan is more accurate.  In this
script, this version of the spelling will be used.

3) Parus, the country name, is spelled in the original novel as Pars. But as
this does not necessarily convey the correct pronounciation (whatever that
may be), I have chosen to employ the former spelling.  [Note: By the way, as
an aside, the country Pars is supposedly based on a world that closely
resembles ancient Persia]

4) As indicated above in the character description section, there is
considerable mystery and uncertainty regarding Arslaan's birth and lineage.
But this is not at all evident in this first anime of the series.  I put them
in there after reading ahead in the original novels which hints that Arslaan
is neither Andragorus' nor Tahamiine's son.  (By book 7 it's clinched)

5) EXTRA NOTE: You can curse me away, but Arslaan War Record anime #2 is not
up to the standards of the first one.  There was some changes to the
character design (specifically, to my favorite character, Daryuun!  Claimed
that the original Daryuun looked too scary for the audience's taste) and
they've squeezed two books worth of the original novels, where they've only
done 4/5 of book #1 in anime #1.  (They had to do this, I imagine, because
even at the pace of 1 anime film per year, just doing 1 book worth per film
will take them 14 goddam years.  I would've enjoyed it if only they would've
done a good job of it...  /. .\ *sigh* ) [7/31/92]

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(war field)

ARSLAAN         What fog...  I only hope that nothing bad will happen...

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Title:  Arslaan Senki (Arslaan War Record)

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(same war field)

BAFURIEZ        My, my.  Your Highness is given more to worry than this old
                one [ALT: ..than an old man like me].  <We have> 85,000
                Parus cavalrymen.  [ALT: We are 85,000 Parus cavalrymen
                strong] I've grasped all the topography of Atropatene [=the
                name of the region they're in] <as well>.

(Court)

Andragorus      To me, Andragorus, who boasts of never losing a battle, he
                recommends retreat?  [ALT: To this Andragorus who never lost
                one war yet, he recommends retreat?]  Arslaan!  Does he cower
                so quickly [ALT: quail] in his first battle?!  [ALT: Did he
                so quickly lose heart in his first battle]
DARYUUN         All the neighboring countries know very well how
                exceptionally strong our cavalry soldiers are.  [ALT: How
                exceptionally strong our cavalry soldiers are is known
                throughout the region] Yet why are the Rushitanian forces
                making camp in Atropatene and laying in wait?
BAFURIEZ        Daryuun!  [Note: He says "Kore", which is a chastizing
                phrase.  Close to "Come!", but stronger; ("Watch it, Daryuun"
                is not proper either.  But you get the picture.]
DARYUUN         As the Heir-Prince fears, I don't think this fog is just a
                fog.  It's as if they're [ALT: It could only be thought that
                they're..] waiting for it to settle and lure in our forces.
                [NOTE: Heir-Prince is the preferred term of this translator,
                but an alternate would be Prince Heir, Crown Prince, Heir]
CARLAAN         You're cowering, Lord Daryuun.  As a soldier, fighting is our
                glory.  Quibbling on the pretext of His Highness's
                concerns...  I cannot believe these to be the words of a
                Marsbaan given the command of 10,000 cavalrymen!
DARYUUN         Lord Carlaan...!  You...!
Andragorus      It seems your mouth has become more proficient than your
                archery or swordsmanship.  Daryuun!  Since when have you
                become so cowardly, you who are renowned for your valor?
                [LT: Since when have you, known for your bravery, become
                possessed by the cowardly spirit of Death?]
BAFURIEZ        Majesty!  Mercy on my imprudent nephew!
Andragorus      I'm relieving you of your duty as Marsbaan.  Go!  Never
                show your face to me again!

(War field.  Various fighting scenes follow.  A rider comes, warning of
the approaching enemy line)

MAN             Enemy attack!  Enemy attack!  Our vanguard has already
                clashed with the Rushitanian forces!
CARLAAN         Do not be perturbed, everyone!  [ALT: Do not be afraid..]
                This trifling fog is the same <condition; hindrance> for the
                enemy <as it is for us>!  Victory to our forces who're
                familiar with the terrain!  [ALT: We're more familiar with
                the terrain.  Victory to our forces.]  Never doubt!
MEN             Never doubt!  Never doubt!

(Different part of Atropatene)

BAFURIEZ        I will personally command your cavalrymen.  Don't worry.
                Daryuun.  You have not been stripped of your title as a
                warrior.  You are the man who should eventually become the
                Grand Commander after me.  That's why I want you to always
                be on the side of the Heir-Prince.  [ALT: ...I want you to
                always be the Heir-Prince's ally]
DARYUUN         His <Royal> Highness Arslaan's...  [NOTE: Since Arslaan is a
                Prince Heir, his title should be "Royal Highness" (according
                to me script editor, once a medieval history major.  Thanks
                for the info, K ^_^ ).  I leave all references to "Highness",
                but if you want to, stick a "Royal" before it.  Of you're
                reading a script, however, I recommend that you stick with
                the plainer term.]
BAFURIEZ        I feel that when His Highness becomes the King, Parus will
                become a great nation in both word and reality [ALT: deed]. I
                will protect His Majesty.  Find His Highness Arslaan
                immediately and stay by his side.
DARYUUN         Understood.
BAFURIEZ        Let us meet again in the Royal City [LT: King-City] Ekbatana.

(Another part of the land)

Andragorus      Generations of Parus Kings!  May you protect us!
ALL             May you protect us!

(The soldiers ride forth.  In a remote location, a magician is performing
his skills...  The fog thickens)

CARLAAN         Go!  Risk [ALT: stake] your lives for Parus!

BAFURIEZ        What is this fog...?  [?]  (A soldier and his horse go down)
P/MAN           It's OIL!!

(The Rushitanians, as if waiting for this very moment, rush forward with
 torches in their hands)

R/MAN           That golden helmet is the Heir-Prince's! The finest trophy!
                [ALT: A first rate trophy/prize]
(As Arslaan dodges the attack, the Rushitanians kill each other)

R/MAN           I commend you, boy.  You might have been a renowned swordsman
                in two years.  But you and Parus are finished today!
ARSLAAN         What!?  That fire...!?  [ALT:  Could that fire be...!?]

Andragorus(?)   Carlaan!  Where is Carlaan?

CARLAAN         Forward!  Destroy the bugs that're escaping the fire!
                Proceed as agreed in the contract![?]
(Daryuun rushes down to confront Carlaan)

DARYUUN         Carlaan!  Have you gone mad!?
DARYUUN         (Begins a chase) Stop!
(Two Rushitanians pursues Daryuun, but are unable to match the riding skill
 of the Marsbaans [Note: Parusians are renowned for their riding skill.])

DARYUUN         I won't let you escape!
(Daryuun throws a spear which succeeds in making Carlaan's mount shy.  As
 Daryuun catches up with Carlaan, they draw their swords and exchange blows)

DARYUUN         What is this betrayal of your country?  [ALT: What do you
                mean by this betrayal]
CARLAAN         It's not betrayal!  As I value [ALT: love] my country, so I
                participated [ALT: aided] in the plan to rid the throne of
                Andragorus!
DARYUUN         You dare to call the King by his name alone!? [Note: Calling
                the name without an honorific such as Sir, Lord, or, in this
                case, His Majesty.]
DARYUUN         I see.  I understand now.  Those many incidents that raised
                His Majesty's ire against me...  [ALT: Those many incidents
                that put me out of His Majesty's favor] You planned them
CARLAAN         (Laughs) We couldn't have you command 10,000 cavalrymen!
                [ALT: It wouldn't do to have you command 10,000 cavalrymen]
(Rushitanian soldiers have surrounded the pair)

DARYUUN         The double crime of deceiving his Majesty and snaring me in
                a trap...  (Breaks free) Do not forget, Carlaan!  I will
                make you pay for your crimes!

(Rushitanian soldier succeeds in disarming Arslaan)

R/MAN           That golden helmet and your head...  They're mine!
                [LT:  I'll take them]
(The soldier attacks.  But faster than lightning [yeah yeah cliche], a
 black shadow speeds by, striking the Rushitanian down)

DARYUUN         Highness. You're safe.  [ALT: You've come to no harm; (poor)
                I'm glad you're safe]
ARSLAAN         Daryuun.  Good of you to come.
DARYUUN         By order of the Grand Commander, I was searching for you.
ARSLAAN         I'm grateful.  But then, I wonder if Father is all right.
DARYUUN         As my uncle Bafuriez and my cavalrymen are with him,
                I believe he succeeded in breaking away.
ARSLAAN         You gave charge of your cavalrymen to Bafuriez?
DARYUUN         I have been relieved of my duty as Marsbaan.
ARSLAAN         Father's short temper... again?
DARYUUN         No.  Carlaan performed an unexpected betrayal.  [ALT(poor):
                It's the result of Carlaan's unexpected betrayal]
ARSLAAN         Carlaan!?
DARYUUN         Your Highness.  It's meaningless for you to stay on this
                battlefield any longer.  In order to comply with His
                Majesty's wishes, please think of your personal safety
                first.
ARSLAAN         But to return to the Royal City, we must go through the
                battlefield <once more>.  Even with your prowess, isn't
                that impossible?
DARYUUN         Concerning that, I have a good plan.
(The two depart on horseback.  Arslaan glances back at the sad sight
 behind him)

DARYUUN         Your Highness.  Let us hurry.  If <you're> alive, you can
                avenge the soldiers.  [ALT: If you're alive, it's possible to
                avenge the soldiers.  NOTE: another alternative would be
                "Only if you're alive, is it possible to avenge the
                soldiers", but this does not keep the original flavor of
                Daryuun stating a fact that as long as one is alive one can
                do something later.  Choice is up to the reader]
DARYUUN         For now, please think about survival.
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(Part of the battle field.  The King and Grand Commander are found by the
 Rushitanians)

S/MASK          You were shamelessly planning to leave your troops and
                escape the war?  Andragorus, it's something you might do.
BAFURIEZ        Majesty!  Please escape.  This old one will deal with it.
                [ALT: I will deal with it]
S/MASK          Don't worry, old man.  I shall take care of him.
(The man with the silver mask takes down Bafuriez)

Andragorus      To take down Parus' Grand Commander Bafuriez with one stroke
                even before he could counterattack....!  [ALT: match blades;
                strike back]

(The Shaao of Parus attempts escape but finds he is cut off)

S/MASK          I won't kill you.  For sixteen years, I've been looking
                forward to seeing you.  I won't let you die easily.
Andragorus      You <bastard>....  Who are you!?

S/MASK          You'll soon know.  I'll make you understand.  Or have you
                been so piling misdeeds upon misdeeds that not even the
                intensity of my hatred makes you remember [ALT: recall] who I
                am?  [ALT: ..that not even the intensity of my hatred bring
                me to mind?  LT: Or have you been so piling misdeeds upon
                misdeeds that you cannot know who I am even while being
                inflicted with this much hatred <from me>?]
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(Daryuun and Arslaan are traveling by night.  Suddenly Arslaan becomes
 concerned)

DARYUUN         Highness.  What is it?
ARSLAAN         I though I heard something.
DARYUUN         It must be the rustling of the trees.
(A figure moves in the shadows.  With a pull and a release, he lets
 fly an arrow.  The horses shy)

ERAM            From here is Lord Narsass' domain.  Leave before you get
                hurt!  [ALT: Here on ahead is Lord Narsass's residence.
                Depart before you're hurt]
DARYUUN         Eram!  It's me.  I've come to see your master after three
                years!
ERAM            ...?  Lord Daryuun!

(Front steps of Lord Narsass's cottage)

ERAM            Master Narsass!  (The door opens)  It's Lord Daryuun.

NARSASS         As ever, you're a noisy guy.  [ALT: You're as clamourous as
                ever]
DARYUUN         It's been a while, Narsass.  This is...
ARSLAAN         <I'm> the son of King Andragorus, Arslaan.

(Sitting down at a table,)

ARSLAAN         I've heard about you from Daryuun.
NARSASS         Well, well.  What a triviality to bother the Prince with. 
                [ALT: How unfortunate.  NOTE: This is a difficult sentence to
                translate because the original Japanese is a "I'm unworthy"-
                modesty-bit that has no parallel in English.  And the literal
                is worse.  LT: That was ear-dirtifying <for the Prince>.]
NARSASS         I see.  So Carlaan betrayed Parus.  But the cause for Parus'
                defeat is not that alone.  If you ask me <that is>.
                (Laughs) I shouldn't.  My bad habit might come out again.
ARSLAAN         It's about Father, isn't it?  I heard that, long ago, you
                advised the abolition of slavery to Father, thereby incurring
                his wrath and causing him to relieve you of your duty as a
                Court Secretary.  [ALT: I heard that long ago, you incurred
                Father's wrath by advising the abolition of slavery to him,
                and was relieved of...]  I suggested the same thing once and
                received a reprimand.  [LT: I had the experience of
                suggesting the same thing once and receiving a reprimand]
(Narsass is surprised)

ARSLAAN         You're not the only one disliked by Father.  Daryuun <here>
                incurred Father's displeasure as well.  So... if there's
                something <you would like to say>, please say it.
NARSASS         Then ...  I shall.  Your father is indeed strong.  He never
                knew a loss before this.  But war is not fought with strength
                alone.  You need wisdom [ALT: intelligence].
ARSLAAN         Wisdom?
NARSASS         Yes.  The valor of a strong man can easily be overturned by
                the wisdom of a weak man.  The actual example, Highness, you
                saw today with your own eyes.
ARSLAAN         It's as you say.  Indeed, Father relied too much on strength.
NARSASS         But then, Highness, in your first battle you experienced
                defeat; a mistake.  In the long view, it might be a good
                thing.
DARYUUN         I see.  Your bad habit is coming out.
NARSASS         It seems to be one of those incurable illnesses. [ALT(poor):
                incorrectable habits]  Eram!  More wine <please>!
ARSLAAN         Narsass.  It seems that I need you.
DARYUUN         Wisdom.  We want to borrow your wisdom.  That's why I brought
                His Highness <here>.
NARSASS         Sorry, but I have no intention of resuming ties with the
                earthly life.  [ALT: ..resuming ties with the world]
DARYUUN         Narsass!
NARSASS         Eram!  Where's the wine?
DARYUUN         What use is just drawing poor pictures on a mountain like
                this?
NARSASS         I guess I can't talk to some boorish person who doesn't
                understand art.
DARYUUN         Narsass!  You <bastard>...!  ["kisama"=nasty form of "you"]
ARSLAAN         Narsass!  We're all disliked by Father.  Why not be hated
                together?
NARSASS         Both war and politics will just become ashes and disappear.
                The only things that will remain for later generations
                are the great arts.  I know that it may be discourteous, but I
                cannot promise anything after you depart this mountain.
                While you stay here, I will serve you as best I can. [ALT
                for the word "discourteous": impolite; rude (not truly
                recommended because Narsass is trying to be polite and
                "rude" is stronger than either of the two alternatives,
                though shorter).  "it may not be polite," is another ALT]
(Narsass walks out)

ERAM            Your Highness <Prince> Arslaan.  Your bed is this way.
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(Next morning.  Arslaan wakes to the sound of horses.  Arslaan and
Daryuun climb up onto the roof)

ARSLAAN         Daryuun.
DARYUUN         They're Carlaan's men.  I remember their faces.

(Eram attempts to turn away the soldiers, but is unsuccessful)

ERAM            Master Narsass is still resting!  He's resting...!
(Eram is pushed into the house)

ERAM            How rude!
R/MAN           Move!
ERAM            (yells "uwa") Ouch.
NARSASS         What's the meaning of this?  So early in the morning....
R/MAN           Sorry for our discourtesy.  We have orders from
                Parus' Grand Commander Lord Carlaan.
NARSASS         Oh?  When I left Court, the Grand Commander was Lord
                Bafuriez.
R/MAN           That old man died.  His head is probably gibbeted on the
                outer gate of Ekbatana <by now>.  [ALT: His head is probably
                left to the wind at the outer gate of Ekbatana]
(The soldiers laugh.  Daryuun, hearing this, becomes enraged.  As he grabs
 his sword to attack, Arslaan stops him.  Those movements cause the wood
 frames to creak.  Narsass gets within the reach of his sword)

NARSASS         Those field mice.  They've gotten in again, seeking grain.
                And?  What is the meaning of your visiting so early in the
                morning?  [ALT: What is the goal/object of your early visit]
R/MAN           There's someone who says he saw the commanders of the
                defeated army, Arslaan and Daryuun, within this territory.
NARSASS         Defeated army?  That Daryuun?  I can't believe it.  It
                seems he was met with a truly foul betrayal.  One that even
                field mice might feel shamed of.  [ALT: A betrayal that even
                field mice might be ashamed of/might be embarrassed by]
(Commander of the soldiers restrain one soldier pricked into anger by
 Narsass' insult)

R/MAN           Well.  Excuse us <for our discourtesy>.  [ALT:  Thank you
                for your time]  If you find those two, do inform us.

(roof top)

ARSLAAN         Those soldiers...  Do you think they will leave quietly?
                [ALT:  Do you think they've left satisfied?; Do you think
                they will stay away?]
DARYUUN         Seeing that they couldn't beat Narsass' skill with the sword,
                they intend to come back in greater number.  It's just what
                Carlaan's men might do.

(Inside.  Narsass pauses and turns to face Daryuun)

NARSASS         Daryuun.  I forgot to ask you last night, but which road did
                you take?  Surely you didn't choose a road that was
                especially visible to Carlaan's men<, did you>?
DARYUUN         Let's see....  We were in a kind of a hurry....
                [ALT:  As it was, we came in a hurry]
NARSASS         You did, didn't you?  You fiend.  From the start, you
                intended to involve me<, didn't you?>.
DARYUUN         I was thinking about what's best for you![?]  Isn't it
                far better than drawing silly pictures in a mountain!?
                [ALT:  It's far better than...]
NARSASS         You traitor!  Don't interfere with the peaceful way I live!
ARSLAAN         Then, let's do it this way, Narsass.  In exchange for
                requesting your loyalty, I will pay an appropriate
                compensation.
NARSASS         Oh?  Prize money or something?  [LT: Are you going to give
                me something like prize money?]
ARSLAAN         On the morrow of my becoming the King of Parus... Lord
                Narsass, I shall receive you as Court Artist. [ALT: In the
                event I become the King of Parus, Lord Narsass, I shall
                welcome you as...]
(Narsass laughs)

DARYUUN         <Please> wait.  Making Narsass the Court Artist...  That
                would create a blotch on Parus' cultural history.  Of all
                things, Court Artist...!
ARSLAAN         Daryuun.  I want Narsass to draw my living self, rather than
                have one of Rushitania's highly regarded artists draw me
                dead.
NARSASS         Did you hear, Daryuun?  His words indeed mark the greatness
                of a <true> nobleman.  [ALT: His words
                show/indicate/demonstrate the greatness of a <true> nobleman;
                LT: His manner of speaking is indeed the magnanimity of a
                wise man/true gentleman]
NARSASS         Compared to you who would probably live a life without any
                ties to art, there's a big difference <between the two of
                you> in the richness of your imaginations. More than I
                expected. Though I do regret that I've been trapped by
                Daryuun... [ALT: Though I do regret that I fell for Daryuun's
                ruse... ]
ARSLAAN         So you will accept my offer?
NARSASS         Before I change my mind, let us prepare to depart.
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NARRATOR        The Royal City Ekbatana was not only the capital of Parus,
                but was also the most important mid-point of the road that
                cut across the huge continent from east to west. ("tairiku
                kohro, chuukei ten") Various products flowed in from eastern
                and western countries, and trade flourished.  But now the
                flow of travellers ceased [ALT: stopped], and the castle gate
                of Ekbatana was about to be closed.

(People rush into the Royal City.  The gate is slowly closed.  With a boom,
 it seals those within from the enemies outside.  A cart approaches)

SHAPUR          Hurry up and kill me!  What use is hurting me further?
                I'd rather go to hell than be "saved" by your god!
BODAN           (Strikes Shapur) You unworthy runt!  You accursed brutes who
                were born and raised in the Darkness that does not worship
                the One-And-Absolute God!  [ALT: You accursed brute, born and
                raised in the Darkness that does not worship the
                One-And-Absolute god!]
(Bodan strikes Shapur repeatedly with his sharpened staff)

BODAN           Listen!  You infidels within the castle that do not fear the
                God!  I am a churchman [ALT: man of god] that serves the
                One-And-Absolute God, Iardaboht.  I am Jan Bodan, Grand
                Bishop and Infidel Inquisitor.  I came here to teach you
                God's teachings.  I shall teach them to you using this
                infidel's body!
SHAPUR          People of Ekbatana!  Kill me with an arrow!  I won't survive
                anyway.  [ALT: I won't live much longer anyway] Rather that
                than be brutally murdered by the Rushitanian barbarians...!
(Bodan strikes again.  The Parus soldiers on the wall of the city look on
 helplessly)

BODAN           I shall first cut off his left big toe.  Then the little
                toe.  Next the third toe, and then the middle toe.  When the
                left foot is done, then the right foot!  Then hands!
                Infidels within the castle.  Know the fate of those that
                oppose the god!!
P/MAN           Damn it!  With this wind, the arrows won't reach him!
P/MAN           What cruelty...!  [ALT:  How brutal...!]
(Even the Rushitanian soldiers cannot stand to watch Bodan's cruel ways)

SHAPUR          Why don't you... just get it over with...!
(Suddenly, arrows come flying.  One penetrates Shapur's heart)

SHAPUR          Thank you... Person of Ekbatana....

(Angrily Bodan looks up at the wall where the arrows came from.  A beautiful
 youth <not my opinion.  he's described so in the novel> stands there.  The
 youth jumps back into the city as the Rushitanians let fly their arrows.
 Landing safely, the youth heads straight for the palace)

BOY             He did it!
ALL             He did it!  He did it!  [NOTE:  The citizens are happy,
                so to say, because the youth succeeded in ruining Bodan's
                plans of torturing Shapur.  They are not being morbid.]

(Corridor of the palace)

P/MAN           I'm told you shall be rewarded handsomely for relieving the
                pain of our countryman.
GIEV            Indeed an honor.  I wonder if 500 gold coins are assured?
P/MAN           You!  Quiet down.  Her Majesty herself has called you!

(At the meeting room)

TAHAMIINE       It was superb.  I saw your skill with the bow from the
                western tower.  I shall thank you for saving the loyal Shapur.
GIEV            I'm overwhelmed. [ALT: Much obliged]
TAHAMIINE       Wandering musician, I shall reward you promptly.
GIRL            Please wait!  Do not believe him!  He's an absolute
                swindler! [ALT: He's an outrageous swindler; He's an
                outrageous liar]
TAHAMIINE       What do you mean?  You know this person?
GIRL            He's a swindler who tricked me.  He's "a prince of a far away
                kingdom, travelling the neighboring countries under disguise
                for his training...."  Just last night you told me that!
GIEV            You shouldn't say a thing like that.  That was my dream, and
                you were able to share in that dream for one night.  And when
                the darkness of the night moved aside in favor of the dawn
                light, the dream disappeared like the dew on leaves.  Only a
                beautiful memory remains...  See?  Isn't it foolish to tear
                up a <good> beautiful dream?  If only you accept it, the
                dream would become a memory and light up your life...
TAHAMIINE       I understand your speech [ALT: oration] very well. Deducting
                for your crime of lying to my maid, I shall set your reward
                at 200 gold coins.  [ALT: I shall make your reward 200 gold
                coins]
-----------------------------
(The Rushitanians gather at Ekbatana.  They begin to scale the walls and
 to penetrate the Royal City.  In a dark underground corridor, two figures
 move stealthily)

GIEV            I am overwhelmed <with gratitude> that this wandering
                musician was trusted and given this great task. [ALT: I am
                overwhelmed with gratitude that you trusted and gave me, a
                wandering musician, this great task] You must be tired.
                Let's rest a while.  [pause] You shouldn't overstrain
                yourself.  It's hard enough to act like [ALT: be disguised
                as; pretend to be; feign as] the Queen.
WOMAN           How did you find out?
GIEV            Your face... and your skin and Her Majesty's [ALT: Queen's]
                smell different<ly>... even if you're using the same perfume.
                While you're being the decoy, the lying Queen [ALT: Majesty]
                escapes.  That's the plan, right?  People of high social
                standing are like that.  They think it natural that others
                serve them.  They think it natural even when others are
                sacrificed for them and so don't know how to be grateful.
                How easy for them! [ALT: How happy-go-lucky for them]
WOMAN           I will not stand for you insulting Her Majesty.
GIEV            My, my.
WOMAN           Whatever may be Her Majesty's or the Premier's thoughts,
                I only follow orders loyally and complete my given task.
GIEV            That's called the "slave mentality."  Self-sacrificing
                people like you permit these people of high social standing
                to act high-handedly.  [ALT: ride high]  You let those people
                have it easy and consequently hurt your fellow workers.  I
                don't want to take part in that.
WOMAN           Then you're saying you can't take me any further?
GIEV            Let's see... [ALT: Well; Let me see now] I was asked to
                guard the Queen; the Premier said nothing about guarding a
                maid [ALT: lady attendant] who's disguised as Her Majesty.
                Even if I decide to quit now, there's no reason for me to be
                reproached [ALT: ..be found at fault] for it.
(The woman unsheathes her knife and strikes)

GIEV            Hey, stop [ALT: quit it].  I am a disloyal guy, but I
                have no intention of drawing a sword against a beautiful
                woman.

(Giev plays with her for a while, and even disarms her.  The woman, losing
 her only weapon, resorts to the final tactic of kneeing Giev's vital spot -
 ahem.  The woman picks up the torch dropped by Giev, who, at the moment, is
 in severe pain, and heads down one of the corridors)

GIEV            Wait...  That's the wrong way...!

(The woman suddenly yells in surprise.  She backs away from the advancing
 shadows that prove to be men led by the man in the silver mask)

S/MASK          Well, well.  Does the glorious Queen of Parus intend to
                forget the sufferings of her people and escape all by
                herself?
WOMAN           Who are you?
S/MASK          One who's aiming to [ALT: aspiring to] bring true
                justice to Parus.
WOMAN           (Noticing Carlaan in the pack,)  Lord Carlaan!
                Why are you here <of all places>? [LT: Why are you here,
                in a place like this]
CARLAAN         LORD Carlaan?  She's not Queen Tahamiine!
(The man with the silver mask strangles the woman and kills her.  Her body
 floats down the water way)

GIEV            Stop.  Though she wasn't peerless in her beauty, what is this
                killing of a beautiful woman?  [ALT: Though she wasn't the
                rarest of beauties, what do you mean by killing a beautiful
                woman] Did your face become like that because mercury flows
                in your veins instead of blood?
(Giev draws his sword)

S/MASK          You men take care of this fly.  I will go find the real
                Queen.
-----------------------------
(Outside, the Rushitanians and Parusians clash)

CARLAAN         Open the castle gate!  Let us repulse the enemy!
                [ALT: Let us counterattack]
(The gate opens which cause the Rushitanians to succeed in breaching the
 Parusian defense)

P/MAN           What!?  Lord Carlaan <betrayed Parus>?  It can't be!

(At the water way, Giev is succeeding in dispatching his opponents)

GIEV            One!  Two!  Three!  Four!  Five!  (The last opponent goes
                down) I was forced into an unexpected labor.  Well.  If I
                don't sneak into the confused palace and get a little of the
                treasure, I won't come out even.

(In the palace, the man with the silver mask succeeds in capturing Queen
 Tahamiine.  In other parts of the Royal City, statues and writings, the make
 up of Parusian culture are being destroyed by the Rushitanians)

BODAN           Dedicate this to Inokentess the Seventh.  Burn, writings of
                infidels.  [ALT: pagan writings] Let it all be burned by the
                fires of hell!
NARSASS         Stealing <valuables> is one thing, but to burn a culture....
                Daryuun.  That monkey named Bodan...  I'm going to kill him.
                [LT: Permit me to kill him]
DARYUUN         Do as you like.  More importantly [ALT: Besides], I heard
                an outrageous rumor.
-----------------------------
(Bazaar.  The trade knows no conqueror.  Ekbatana still flourishes in
 various trades and products)

MAN             Silk, anyone?!  Silks from Serika[="Country of Silk"; one of
                the country Parus has trades with]!  Genuine silks from
                Serika!

(A girl is running about the bazaar.  She stops to see the procession of
 soldiers)

MAN             Move aside! [LT: Open the road]  The Grand Commander is
                passing through!
GIRL            That's Lord Carlaan who became the new Grand Commander.
                I wonder where he's going with so many cavalrymen....
(A Rushitanian soldier notices the girl and makes his move)

R/MAN           It's decided.  [ALT: There's only one place] He went to
                capture Parus' Prince Arslaan.  Why do you want to know such
                a thing?  You suspicious girl!  (The girl gets away) Stop!
(The girl runs away, but the soldier is after her.  She is trapped at
 the water gate.  The soldier corners and grabs her)

GIRL            Please quit it, <I beg you>!
R/MAN           You infidel!  Receive God's purification and cleanse
                thy body!  It is the destiny given to you by my
                God, Iardaboht.  It's destiny....
(Suddenly, the girl's wig comes off, revealing Eram)

R/MAN           You're... a man!
ERAM            What a narrowed-minded god, if <me> being a man is not
                acceptable!  (takes out an apple and smiles)
R/MAN           You sinner!  I'll cut you down!
(The soldier is hit with an apple and falls down into the water after
 being struck with a second apple)

ERAM            ["Bero-bero-baaa"=taunting expression used by kids]
                (laughs) Bye!
-----------------------------
(Back at Arslaan's hide-out)

ARSLAAN         Carlaan went forth from the castle with more than
                1000 cavalrymen?
ERAM            Yes.
ARSLAAN         Isn't it a little exaggerated to just capture me?
NARSASS         Highness, they don't know our number.  And, <besides> you
                are a walking symbol of <true> justice.  [LT: And you are a
                walking symbol of the <true> relationship between sovereign
                and subjects]  It's natural that Carlaan feels uneasy.  [ALT:
                He can't be blamed if Carlaan feels uneasy/can't be at
                peace]
ARSLAAN         But...!
NARSASS         If I were Carlaan and if I wanted to find you as quickly
                as I could ...  I would burn a village somewhere.
ARSLAAN         Burn ... a village...
NARSASS         Burn a village, kill the villagers and let it be known in
                order to coerce you <out of hiding>. Unless Your Highness
                give himself up, he would continue to attack villages and
                kill innocent people.
ARSLAAN         I wonder if Carlaan would go that far.  He is a warrior!
NARSASS         A model warrior who sold his king and country.
ARSLAAN         Narsass!  Do you know which village Carlaan will attack?
NARSASS         They will guide [ALT: lead] us.  Will you follow?  [LT: Will
                you do so?  NOTE: This includes the meaning "Will you stand
                up against him"]
(Arslaan gravely nods.  Under the tree shade.)

DARYUUN         Carlaan is not a simple man.  To go out of the Royal City in
                broad daylight with a large procession...  Can't this thing
                be a trap to draw His Highness out from the very start?
NARSASS         It's possible.
DARYUUN         If you think so, why don't you stop him?
NARSASS         Daryuun.  I'm placing rather high hopes on that prince's
                ability.  [ALT: I'm rather placing high expectations on that
                prince's ability] And, I like to be loyal to that hope [ALT:
                expectation].
DARYUUN         If the Prince hadn't decided to go save the village, were you
                intending to abandon him, deeming him unworthy of being a
                ruler?
NARSASS         To capture a lion cub, it's sometimes unavoidable to enter a
                lion's nest.  We can never know the underlying circumstances
                unless we hear them from Carlaan's lips.

(Nearby, at the creek.)

ARSLAAN         I wonder if Mother is safe....
ERAM            Rumors about Lady Tahamiine are various, but I heard that the
                Rushitanian King is thoroughly captivated by her beauty and
                that he's giving her assistance unbelievable for a barbarian
                king.
ARSLAAN         Is that so?  Even that Inokentess the Seventh...?
-----------------------------
(Night.  In a barren part of the land, barbarian soldiers are circling a
 woman on a horse.  After a while there is a shout from one of the men)

FARANGIIS       Insolent fools! [LT: Rude man; insolent one.  ALT: How dare
                you] If you value your life, do not approach <any nearer>
                to where this sword can reach. [ALT: ..do not come near the
                length of my sword]
R/MAN           What?!  While we permitted you to speak...!
(The men attack.  Giev is calmly calculating his immediate prospects.)

GIEV            A good woman...  <Let's say> I save that beauty.  Then,
                of course, she would feel gratitude and affection towards
                me and would think that she must pay me back somehow....
                Would it be like that?  It could be.  No, it should
                be so!
(Giev rushes down, but by the time he reaches the woman, all the soldiers
 have been dealt with... permanently.  The woman departs on horseback)

GIEV            Wait!  Please wait!  Lady <there>!  Beauty <there>!  Rarest
                of beauties <there>!  [LT: Peerless beauty; Beauty who has no
                competition; Uncomparable beauty]
FARANGIIS       You called me?
(Giev is taken aback by Farangiis' stunning beauty and her forthright
 attitude.  He uses a very polite language mode henceforth towards her,
 though it is not very evident in English)

FARANGIIS       Since, rather than the just plain "Beauty", there aren't that
                many "Rarest of Beauties" around.  [ALT: It's one thing to
                say just a plain "Beauty", but since there aren't that many
                "Rarest of beauties" around...]
GIEV            In addition to your beauty, your skill with the sword...
                I'm completely overwhelmed.  My name is Giev.  Though I'm a
                wandering musician, I flatter myself that my spirit for
                loving beauty excels even those of the royal aristocrats.
                Just now, calling forth my meager talents, I created a song
                to praise [ALT: laud] your beauty.  Her figure, like the
                cypress <tree>, slender and tall; Her black hair, as if cut
                out from the night sky---
FARANGIIS       For a minstrel, you seem to lack originality.
GIEV            Why would someone like yourself be <travelling> in a land
                infested with barbarians?  Your name, perhaps, at the
                least.
FARANGIIS       My name is Farangiis.  I'm one who serves the Misura Temple.
                I was sent by the Head Priestess as an envoy to the
                Royal City Ekbatana.
GIEV            Ho!  God Misura?  I pay the respect I hold for the Goddess
                Ashi to God Misura.  [Note: as may be guessed, Goddess Ashi
                is Goddess of Love, while God Misura is God of Intelligence
                and Justice.  Readers of this script may consider "I pay the
                respect I hold for Ashi <Goddess of Love>, to Misura <God of
                Intelligence and Justice>."]
GIEV            You and I must have an uncommon affinity [ALT: unusual
                fatalistic connection] <towards one another>.  What kind of
                business did you have with the Royal City?
FARANGIIS       As our temple was given <to us> as a gift at the time of the
                19th Prince-Heir's birth, in the name of Prince Arslaan, the
                former Head Priestess left as her will [ALT: left a dying
                command] <for us> to help the prince in his time of need.
                Those who leave wills do not think about the inconvenience
                of those who receive them.  So, from those that fit the
                conditions, I was selected.  But this was not solely due to
                my being the most skilled in weaponry. [LT: most skilled
                in martial arts/military arts]
GIEV            Meaning?
FARANGIIS       An intelligent woman like myself who is both beautiful and
                skilled in weaponry and scholarship [ALT: literary studies]
                becomes the object of jealousy by colleagues.
GIEV            Rather, Lady Farangiis, you could just throw away such an
                unagreeable task.  [ALT: Why, Lady Farangiis, don't you just
                throw away such an unagreeable task?]
FARANGIIS       No.  The way Rushitanians are doing things... I don't like
                it.  I never forced a religion on an unwilling person.  If
                it's possible to rid them from Parus, I want to do so.
GIEV            What you say is quite right.  Their way of forcing their god
                on other religious groups, I, too, don't like it.  It's like
                claiming only the women with golden hair and snow white
                skin are beautiful and accepting no other women as so.
                That's their <kind of> way.
(Farangiis begins to play her crystal flute)

FARANGIIS       The spirits say that, in regard to your dislike of the
                Rushitanians, there is no deceit.
GIEV            I have absolutely no idea <what you're talking about>.
FARANGIIS       That must be so.  A babe [ALT: baby] hears human voices but
                cannot understand the meaning of the words.  Though you hear
                the sounds of the wind, you cannot begin to understand the
                whispers of the spirits riding it.
GIEV            I see.  I'm a babe [ALT: baby], eh?
FARANGIIS       For a babe, you have too much malice. [ALT: you have too
                many ill thoughts]
GIEV            For now, you do acknowledge my sincerity.  A meeting between
                people [ALT: humans; (poor) souls] is by the strings of fate.
                I'd like to cast my lot in with yours [LT: I'm thinking about
                casting my lot in with yours.  <Note: he's asking
                indirectly>]
FARANGIIS       Only if you swear loyalty to His Highness Arslaan.
GIEV            My loyalty doesn't have much depth.  It's filled up with
                accomodating <you,> Lady Farangiis.  [ALT: It just barely
                accomodates <you,> Lady Farangiis; It could only accomodate
                you]
FARANGIIS       I do not need <such a thing as> your loyalty.
GIEV            Such words are cold [ALT: heartless], don't you think? [LT:
                Such a way of saying things...  is cold, don't you think?]
-----------------------------
(Mountain range.  Carlaan's men have found Arslaan standing alone atop
 a hilltop)

R/MAN           The golden helmet!  It's Prince-Heir Arslaan!
CARLAAN         Kill him!  His head is worth 10,000 gold coins!

ARSLAAN         Carlaan!  I want to ask you.  As a Marsbaan, no, even before
                that as a warrior of Parus, you who never had to be ashamed
                of anything [ALT: you, who had never done anything of which
                to be ashamed; (very weak) you who never done wrong; LT: you
                who were never pointed in the back by anyone], why did you
                bend your knees to the Rushitanian invaders?
CARLAAN         You're better off not knowing.  [ALT: For your sake, it's
                better to remain ignorant; It's better that you remain
                ignorant] Cursed son of Andragorus!

(With Arslaan's signal, Eram opens the waterway)

NARSASS         It was fortunate that the village ahead did not get burned.
ERAM            That's in return for the oil attack!
CARLAAN         So you were aiding him after all!
DARYUUN         Carlaan!  You deal with me! [LT: Your opponent(weak) is me!]
CARLAAN         What!?
(Suddenly arrows fly and Farangiis and Giev appear)

FARANGIIS       A messenger from Misura Temple, Farangiis!  I will aid the
                Prince-Heir Arslaan!
GIEV            And, I, Giev! [LT: Similarly, Giev <arrived here>!] Leave the
                underlings ["zako"=small fish; the (weak) non-main guys] to
                us!
CARLAAN         You're... that minstrel!
DARYUUN         I'm in your debt! [ALT: Thanks; Help appreciated]
(Carlaan, seeing that he was in the disadvantage, runs away)

DARYUUN         Stop!  I won't let you escape this time!
ARSLAAN         Daryuun!  I still have things to ask him! [ALT: I still
                want to ask him questions!]  Don't kill him!!
DARYUUN         Understood!
(Carlaan's horse falls from the bridge.  Daryuun grabs Carlaan up)

CARLAAN         You'll understand if we talk!  [ET: we can come to an
                understanding if we only talk]
DARYUUN         What do you possibly have to say?  If it weren't for the
                Prince's command, your life would have been long gone!
CARLAAN         Wait, wait, Daryuun.  I only did this as I truly love Parus.
                The true heir by <blood> lineage is not that prince.  [ALT:
                The true <blood> heir is not that prince; LT: The one who has
                inherited the true <blood> lineage is not that prince.]
                You've surely realized that by now.
DARYUUN         What!?
(Carlaan grins and parts the bridge.  Daryuun, taken unaware, falls
 through.  He manages to grab on)

DARYUUN         Carlaan, you tricked me!
CARLAAN         It's not a lie!  Go to the underworld and ask Bafuriez
                about the rest of this talk!
(As Carlaan tries to remove Daryuun's hold on the bridge, Arslaan and the
 others arrive)

ARSLAAN         Wait, Carlaan!  Stop any further futile struggle!
NARSASS          Your money-seeking underlings have left without you!
CARLAAN         What!?  (Carlaan calmly walks to his death)  May the
                Kingdom of Parus prosper!
NARSASS          We couldn't find out the truth....
ARSLAAN         Daryuun!  (Arslaan pulls Daryuun up)
DARYUUN         Thank you.  I've failed, and he's....
ARSLAAN         No, I'm glad that you weren't dragged along.
-----------------------------
(Some dark underground room)

S/MASK          It looks as though that magic truly tires you.  You had to
                create fog on plain ground, not in valleys or in mountain
                ravines.  We were able to defeat Parus' army, thanks to that.
                So you called me here to make me thank you?
MAN             Carlaan died.
S/MASK          What?  You seem to want to say it was because he aided me.
                Carlaan served me loyally.  I must avenge him.  It was
                probably Arslaan and his men.  With you being so tired, I
                guess you can't find out where they are.  Ah, well.  I've
                come this far, there's no reason to rush <for results>.  And
                I do have Inokentess entrusted with Tahamiine as well....
(Lord Silver Mask leaves, and the "old man" laughs softly)
-----------------------------
(Dungeon section)
S/MASK          How is he?
MAN             An amazing recovery!  He almost broke the chain so we've
                exchanged it with chains to hold lions.
S/MASK          I don't care how much you hurt him.  But don't kill him.
                Only after I show him his son's head will I kill him.
(He goes down)

S/MASK          How's the taste of the dungeon?  Andragorus, your son and
                heir is still alive.  But he won't be for long.  He's only
                alive to be found and be killed by me.
S/MASK          You still don't know who I am?  Look carefully!  It's the
                face you burned!  Don't look away from the proof of your
                grave sin of 16 years ago.
Andragorus       (softly,) Hirumess...
S/MASK          I'm Hirumess, the son of the previous king, Osuroess, and the
                true king of Parus!  Are you surprised?  When you unlawfully
                ascended the throne, I was not killed.  When I escaped that
                sea of flames, in return for my life, the goddess of luck
                took the right half of my face.  You can't understand how
                I've struggled these past 16 years!  You just think about
                what kind of future your wife and son will face!
(The dungeon gate closes)
-----------------------------
(On a cliff, overlooking Parus)

NARSASS          "The rise and fall are instantaneous, but Art is forever."
                Though I said it myself, how frail a thing...
DARYUUN         You're the Court Artist.  You should make a drawing of the
                rebuilt Parus.
ARSLAAN         Yes, I want to decorate the palace wall with that drawing.
                I will rebuild Parus <for sure>!
FARANGIIS       In order to help get back the once beautiful Royal City from
                those Rushitanian barbarians, I would like to come along with
                Your Highness.
GIEV            And your allies?  [ALT(poor): And how many allies <do you
                have>?  NOTE: This is typical Japanese in ways of asking
                loosely, so as not to offend the other in asking, say, a
                touchy subject.  Or just when the asker feels lazy.  ^_^ ]
ARSLAAN         Including the two of you, it has just barely become six.
DARYUUN         So our forces have increased by 50%.
NARSASS         If we assume the Rushitanians to be 300 thousand, all
                we have to do is defeat 50 thousand each.  [ALT:  all
                each of us need to do is defeat 50 thousand]
GIEV            (sarcastically,) Ho! [ET: Oh?]  Wonderful!  [ALT: How
                wonderful!]

NARRATOR        With the disappearance of Parus' King, Andragorus the Third,
                the unity of the kingdom that was protected for generations
                crumbled and the Kingdom of Parus perished.  It was in Parus
                year 320. [ALT: It was in the year 320 of the Parus
                Calendar]

THE END  Part 1 of Arslaan War Record

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 RG VEDA #2
   (The music is a blast.  Black Ashura is rockin'.  Coming Soon!!!
    ... Like in January???  March???  Stay Tuned!!! <No one really cares,
    but hey.>)
#026#ZW2.10


