than I can remember,
and we still have
preparations to make,

so I'll make this plain.
We require every soldier
you can summon--

your personal escorts,
even yourselves--

and we need them now.
With such a force
arrayed against us,

it's time to discuss
other options.

Other options?
Don't you wish at least
to lead your men

onto the field
and barter a better deal
with Longshanks

before you tuck tail
and run?

Sir William--
We can't defeat
this army!

We can!
And we will!
We won at Stirling...
and still you quibble!

We won at York,
and you would not support us.

if you'll not
stand up with us now,

then I say
you're cowards.

And if you're Scotsmen,
I'm ashamed
to call myself one.

Please, Sir William,
speak with me alone.

I beg you.
Now, you've achieved more
than anyone ever dreamed,

but fighting
these odds,

it looks like rage,
not courage.

It's well beyond rage.
Help me.
In the name of Christ,
help yourselves!

Now is our chance. Now.
If we join, we can win.
If we win, we'll have
what none of us ever had before--

a country of our own.
You're the rightful leader.
And there is strength in you,
I see it.

Unite us.
Unite us!
Unite the clans.
All right.