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It all comes down to this. My body is stiff i can even make an effort to move . Shell shocked as they say it. But im doing what is right. so here i am standing still ready to face death straight in the eye

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What will happen to me after this? The worst will come. My life will end. I can't hold on to this. I can't.

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"I'm leaving behind my wife and kids.... How i wish I've done more for my beloved family. Forgive me Mary for i have broken my promise of forever"

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I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm not ready for such death, this is all too much, too overwhelming for me. My head hurts so much from all these doubtful thoughts. Am I to accept death this way? Am I making the right choice? What about my wife and kids? How would they go about without a husband or a father? Am I mistaking fear for regret? I'm not sure.. but it's too late to be indecisive now. Lord, protect the people of Calais for they are the children of God.

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"Why?What I've done?I should've just stayed home with my family.I guess this is it.I've offered my life for the people.But why? I'm such a coward. I shouldn't have done it.I'm confused right now"

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Oh for the sake of God! For the sake of our people! We need to do this. Sir Jean D'Aire, please give me the key. Let us end this bloodshed episode. Come on guys follow me and we will free this nation! Pray for England! Pray for us!!!

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Oh no! i have to sacrifice myself for the country. Who will look after my family if im no more in their lives?  How will they even survive without me? I am so depressed. I cant think of anything else. I have to go back to my family. Its like I made a wrong choice. I let my family to struggle alone. I shouldn't have done this. I shouldn't have joined them. Let me go back to my family.

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It has to be done. Maria, my love, forgive me for this. It's just that.. I would never forgive myself if anything happens to you and Jane. Find happiness, stay alive. For the sake of England, I volunteered. But, is this right thing to do?

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What's going on here...These 5 guys are making this scene more sad and dramatic.Aiyaaaa pls calm down and be relax.We are most wanted and bravest citizens whom going to sacrifice our life. Im not scared for this drama,because no one for me to send condolences after my death. Because basically,physically im single.I dont care about others and no one cares me...These 5 guys can be a good actors in future..Even my face looks serious,i dont care laaa.

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The story of the film has taken place at Calais,France and for the ease of the audience,the French speaking characters have been dubbed into English.

EXT.OUTSIDE THE CHURCH.DAY

The city is filled with long cries of sorrows as the six men walk out into Calais for the first time after a year to meet the King of England.A long,tense silence follows as the people of Calais wait with bated breath for the King's judgement.

------------------KING EDWARD II----------
AS I BRING UPON THE JUDGEMENT OF GOD UPON MY LIPS,I ORDER FOR THE EXECUTION OF THE SIX BURGHERS!!!!

The city echoes with long cries of sorrow as the King's men prepare the gallows.Dark storm clouds gather over the city of Calais.

---------------------------MR.X---------------
Monologue plays.

My dear Lord,Please forgive your servant for not praying upon you inside the holy,untainted walls of your abode.As your faithful servant,I place myself under your feet and when my judgement arrives,I shall not worry about the consequences of it as I trust and surrender upon you,My beloved family as I believe that they will be unharmed from all jealousy and wrath as you keep them under your wings of protection.This moment....this very moment....I shall walk with my head held high as I die for my beloved city which bore my weight all this time around.I look forward to meeting you....
Till then......

THE SCREEN FADES TO BLACK

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Why did I even have the thought of joining them in the first place...I should make a wiser choice....who will bury my body. should I shave before my death?....as I already joined them ,will I even be remembered by the history? but at least i died with honor....am i..?

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Ey Walao! I was top six of leaders, but now I'm cold and my clothes have hole ,then my shoulder are exposed. I was on the top u know, and now...argh almost get my head chop off, good thing that the queen stop it and spare us. But walao ...no word sia...scare die me

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"I have fail. I might be the leader, but my leadership put my people in misery. They don't deserve this. Take me! I volunteer! In exchange, please spare the lives of the rest."

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Well, if I were to die, I will die in dignity. For the people of Calais. I love you mom. 'Till we meet again in the afterlife.

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England's Edward II, after a victory in the Battle of Crécy, laid siege to Calais, while Philip VI of France ordered the city to hold out at all costs. Philip failed to lift the siege, and starvation eventually forced the city to parley for surrender.

Eventually, in August 1347, the inhabitants of Calais surrendered to the English forces. , Edward offered to spare the people of the city if six of the most prominent citizens (burghers) would surrender themselves to him with nooses around their necks, carrying the keys to the city and castle. One of the wealthiest of the town leaders, Eustache des Saint Pierre, volunteered first, and five other burghers joined with him. Six Calais citizens walked out to meet the king barefoot, in rags, gaunt from a year of near-starvation. Edward ordered that they be beheaded.

Although the burghers expected to be executed, their lives were spared by the intervention of England's queen, Philippa of Hainault, who persuaded her husband to exercise mercy by claiming that their deaths would be a bad omen for her unborn child. (Her son, Thomas of Windsor, only lived for one year.)

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The shutters shook. The man looked up and prayed silently. His wife runs into the room. Tugging at his hands desperately. "Run with me, please. You dont have to do this" she sobbed. A shiver ran through the castle. The candles immediately dims. The face of Jesus Christ suddenly looks frightening with the shadows cast. The women sobs louder. She finally begins to wail. The man looks up at the face of Christ, kneeled in front of it. Slowly, he turned to his wife and said silently " Mon amour, cry no more. Forgive me. This one last time. Remember those pastries u baked yesterday? I was the one that stole some." he smiled a tiny smile. He wipes the dirt caked face of his wife and she tries to smile. A ghost of it tugging at her lips. He stands up, someone has to be first. Some one has to be brave. He walks out. Takes the long thick rope waiting at the hands of his sobbing maid. He takes it. Looks at it for a moment and says "the time has come" As he walks away, the maid breaks down and wails. " NO MASTER NOOOOOO..." As the man slowly walks out, his children and servants line by the side. Sobbing. One of the maids fainted on seeing him walk out. A man rushes to her aid. His faithful manservant, Francois walks to him with a sad smile and gaunt look and silently says "Sir, its been a privilege to serve with you." "As I you," said the man. They hold hands. "Protect my family. " he said in hush tones. Francois slowly shakes his hands off and wounds the rope around the man's neck. His wife runs forward. "STOP! FRANCOIS, STOP!" she yells. Her dress tears more as she runs forward. "I'll do it," she said. In hush tones to the manservant. Francois bows and steps backward. " How brave is my husband. How kind is my husband. The first. Always has been and always will be." she says quietly. She looks up at him and smiles. Her eyes red. Her face gaunt. She looks dishevelled, yet still the love of his life. He wipes a single tear from her face. She snuffles and wipes her face at the arms of her sleeve. From her right sleeve, she takes out a rag. Giving it to him, she says, "let this be a reminder of us." Breaking away from her husband, the woman runs back all the while containing her sobs. Finally, it is time. Time to return.

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Read the story of the burghers of Calais. Looking back at the sculpture, choose one figure to focus on.
Recreate the figure's pose and facial expression. Consider how this pose makes you feel.
Write a first-person narrative of the figure you chose to represent.
Collect the stories and read a few aloud. See if you can guess which figure's voice is expressed in each account.