The Warrior

"Make me a Warrior."

Always been my problem. 
Thinking like a Warrior. 

" We always have to be in the middle of the action 'cause we're The Warriors. 

And without some challenge, without some damn war to fight then The Warriors might as well be dead, Stallion. 

Now I'm asking you - as a friend - stand by my side this one last time. "

" Our Great War is a Spiritual War. 

 Our Great Depression is Our Lives. "

"It involves the mortification of the soul..."

How does boxing show virtue? 
When you get hit in a boxing match you cannot lose control. 
You must keep focused on the strategy to win. 
You must control your passions.

Remember to say 3 Hail Marys for the priest

Say, then, to Caesar,

Our ancestor was that Mulmutius which

Ordain'd our laws, whose use the sword of Caesar

Hath too much mangled; whose repair and franchise

Shall, by the power we hold, be our good deed,

Though Rome be therefore angry: Mulmutius made our laws,

Who was the first of Britain which did put

His brows within a golden crown and call'd

Himself a King.

In the wake of the civil war between Ferrex and Porrex (sons of Gorboduc, a young warrior named Mulmutius Dunwallow (or "Dunwallo Molmutius", and other variations) emerged as a military leader of considerable skill and craft (Geoffrey, ch. XVII). After the death of his royal father, Cloten, Dunwallow took over the kingdom of Cornwall. He then began to wage a campaign to enlarge his territories. He defeated and killed Ymner (Pinner), King of Loegria; then he attacked Rudauc (Rudaucus), King of Kambria, and Stater (Staterius), King of Albany, who had joined forces against him. This alliance joined two competent adversaries; the kings took the battle to Dunwallow's territory and held off his army of 30,000 through a day of heavy fighting. Dunwallow, therefore, employed a ruse to defeat these foes. He chose 600 of his most courageous young fighters and had them dress in the armor of the enemies they had just slain; he similarly disguised himself. In this manner he and his warriors slipped in amongst the invading army, killing numerous of the enemy including the two kings. But, fearing that his own army would similarly mistake him and his men for the enemy, he had the warriors put back on their native armor (as did he) and rejoin the battle with their countrymen. As a result, Dunwallow and his forces won the battle by the end of the day. He then marched into the invaders' lands, taking their cities, fortifications, and people. Thus the entire island came under his control; he fashioned a crown of gold for himself as a sign of victory and rule.

In contrast to the martial beginning of his reign, Dunwallow governed peacefully for 40 years. His most notable achievement was a set of laws called the Molmutine Laws. The singular feature of these laws was a kind of sanctuary, in which guilty men who sought refuge in temples of the gods and cities should be allowed to depart as if forgiven (even the roads leading to the temples and cities were declared safe zones). The laws also protected husbandmen and their ploughs. The laws were so successful that the population of cut-throats and bandits were unable to profit from their trade. When he died, Dunwallow was buried in the city of Trinovantum (London) near the Temple of Concord, which he had built to celebrate the establishment of his legal code.

History of the Kings of Britain

Geoffrey of Monmouth

The Struggle is Permanent and Eternal

From diamond mine to the factory

Everybody's doing what you've got to keep on doing for society

Make this world a good place to be

Let livin' be but don't work for free

Playing isn't paying so work is what I'm saying

Working for the world go round

The battle cry don't mess with me

I've traveled the world for eternity

Warriors of the wasteland

Sailboats of ice on desert sands

Warriors of the wasteland

It seems to me that the powers that be

Keep themselves in splendour and security

Armoured cars for Megastars

No streets, no bars, Your Wealth is ours

They make the masses, kiss their assets

Lower class jackass, pay me tax take out the trash

Working for the world go round

Your job is Gold, do as you're told

They pay you less then run for Congress

Warriors of the Wasteland

Sailboats of ice on desert sands

Warriors - what a Waste, man

I'm working for The World go round, go round

Diamond mine to the factory, yeah

Make this a world, a good place to be

Warriors - what a waste, man

Warriors

We're rats in a cage

Suicide a go go

The Struggle Continues.

CATCHLOVE:
 Gentlemen! It's been a privilege, however brief, to command you, but all good things come to an end. 

(The lift doors open.) 

GODSACRE: 
I think you'll find, Captain, that I'm in command here. 

(Gunshot. Catchlove gulps, then falls backwards very slowly.) 

IRAXXA: 
You sacrificed one of your own without tactical advantage? 

GODSACRE:
 No, I didn't sacrifice him. I executed him. 

IRAXXA: 
Do you now expect your life to be spared? 

GODSACRE: 
No. No, no, no. I expect it to be taken.
And I give it willingly. 

(He breaks open his revolver, ejecting the bullets.) 

BILL 
No. No, wait, stop it. Doctor, stop it. 

DOCTOR: 
Shh! 

(Godsacre lays his revolver and sword on the ground.) 

GODSACRE: 
Some time ago, I was hanged for cowardice. 
The execution took longer than expected, and I fear I have not used my time well. 

(He bares his scar for her.) 

GODSACRE: 
I should be happy for you to complete the work they failed to do so long ago. 

IRAXXA: 
It will be a pleasure. 

BILL: 
No, please, don't do this. 

DOCTOR: 
Bill, quiet. 

BILL: 
He saved your life! 

GODSACRE: 
Your Majesty, I have a request, if that may be permitted. 

IRAXXA: 
Speak! 

GODSACRE: 
That man was not one of us. 
Please, do not judge mankind by his cruelty or indeed by my cowardice. 
Spare my friends and my world. 

IRAXXA: 
Your request does you credit, soldier. It will be considered. 

(She powers up her weapon.) 

GODSACRE: 
God save the Queen. 

SOLDIERS: 
God save the Queen! 

IRAXXA: 
You will die with honour, with bravery, and in the service of those you swore to protect. 

GODSACRE: 
Thank you. You don't know what that means. 
Thank you. 

IRAXXA: 
But not today. 
In battle, soldier. To die in battle is the way of the warrior. 
Pledge your allegiance to me and my world, and I will ensure you have the opportunity. 

GODSACRE: 
My life and my service are yours. (kneels) To the end. 

IRAXXA:
 To the death, my friend. 
To the death.

(The Ice Warriors salute him.) 

BILL: 
You knew that would happen. 

DOCTOR: 
Always been my problem. 

BILL: 
What? 

DOCTOR: 
Thinking like a warrior. 


(He makes the Ice Warrior salute, and the lift doors close on the scene.)



As a child you would wait
And watch from far away.
But you always knew that you'd be the one
That work while they all play.

In youth you'd lay
Awake at night and scheme
Of all the things that you would change,
But it was just a dream!

Here we are, don't turn away now,
We are the warriors that built this town.
Here we are, don't turn away now,
We are the warriors that built this town
From dust.

Will come
When you'll have to rise
Above the best and prove yourself,
Your spirit never dies!

Farewell, I've gone to take my throne above,
But don't weep for me
'Cause this will be
The labor of my love

Here we are, don't turn away now,
We are the warriors that built this town.
Here we are, don't turn away now,
We are the warriors that built this town
From dust.

Here we are, don't turn away now,
We are the warriors that built this town.
Here we are, don't turn away now,
We are the warriors that built this town

From dust.