- Kahro: [Writing his goodbye letter to Hal Tara] Hal, my son. When you read this letter, I shall be dead. I leave you the throne of Hebalom. You have not yet been to war and been part of the evil that has darkened our lives for centuries. The ancient hatred between ourselves and the Zeriths. In which myself played myself such a large part. I cannot forgive myself, I wish to die, Hal. Do what I could not, create peace and justice between ourselves and the Zeriths. But beware of Nezo, my wicked brother and his treacherous henchman Ghrak. As for your sister, do not let her leave your side. Guard her more closely than your own life. My son, it is time now that I cut my head string and end my life. A life that has taken so much - But given so very little.
- [Cuts his head string and dies]
- Zita: [Hal and Zita are at the Zerith's camp watching female Zeriths dancing] Aren't they beautiful?
- Hal: Yes.
- Zita: They are dancing the story of our people. Those are the Siads from Abagos.
- Hal: Abagos?
- Zita: Yes. Our lost city. Abagos. Once we all lived as one people in the city of Abagos. The Hebalonians came and drove us out. They destroyed everything. Murdered and raped. Since then, we have had to live as fugitives.
- Hal: Is that true?
- Zita: Yes. Didn't you know? Hebalom is built upon the ruins of Abagons. We have never given up hope of one day reclaiming our city.
- Zita: [Zita visits Agra, the Zerith's frail and dying leader] Agra?
- Agra: Is that you, Zita?
- Zita: Yes.
- Agra: Listen to me! Sideon came to me last night in a dream. He said, many strings will fall to earth and sky shall burn. But he who shines like gold will guide his people through these times. "Who is he?" I asked. A stranger everywhere, both at home and abroad, to himself and to others. He answered and then he was gone. Now I can let go. He who shines like gold.
- [Agra dies and his strings falls from the sky]
- Zita: Agra!
- [Zita cries]
- Hal: [Learning the terrible truth about his own people] So the whole thing is a lie. Everything. Our whole life. It is we who are the enemy. We are our own worst enemy.
- [Ola appears above the prison pit]
- Hal: Something has happened to Jhinna.
- [Hal sees the Zerith's mark on the wall on the floor of the prison pit]
- Hal: Abagos. Zita was right. Hebalom belongs to the Zeriths.
- Nezo: [Addressing a gathered crowd of Hebalonian people] We have found the Zeriths. I have deployed the army forth and we shall defeat this evil. But there is also evil within Hebalom itself. This is what happens when you betray your own people.
- Nezo: [Nezo turns to Jhinna whom is bound and is about to be executed] You should have listened to Ghrak. Now I have no choice.
- Jhinna: Everyone has a choice.
- Ghrak: [Telling Jhinna about the battle by the Lake of the thousand Dead Warriors] The Zeriths had defeated us. North if the Nordessa Forest. Your father was filled rage. As we were retreating, we came up a caravan of Zerith women and children. Your father could handle his defeat. In his rage, he blamed me. He ordered me to slay women and children and when I refused, he attacked me. He cut all my strings, expect my head-string and one arm. Then he abandoned me by the Lake. If I got home, I was allowed to live. Defeat enraged your father. Overcome by evil and darkness. But they were all women and children.
- Hal: [Erito attacks Hal with a sword] Erito, what are you doing? Stop! Erito.
- Erito: I have to do this. Forgive me. You don't understand.
- Hal: Stop! What do I understand? Answer me! What don't I understand?
- Erito: Spare my life, Hal. Spare me. For the sake of my children. For my boy.
- Hal: I've always trusted you, Erito. I have never betrayed you and now you turn on me.
- Erito: Hal!
- Hal: Traitor! Traitor! - TRAITOR!
- Erito: [Hal and Erito are practicing armed combat, spectated by Nezo. Erito wears Zaro's mask] Hal Tara, this is ridiculous!
- Hal: Keep the mask on! You're Zaro!
- Erito: Come on! This mask doesn't make me Zaro and it doesn't make you a mighty warrior.
- Erito: [Hal and Erito fight with two Hebalonian pikes. Hal attacks Erito recklessly in rage as if he's the real Zaro] Hal, stop! What are you doing?
- Erito: [Erito wounds Hal by cutting his right hand string. Erito removes the mask] What are you doing? If I had really been Zaro, you wouldn't had just lost your hand. You'd have lost your head string.
- Hal: I almost had you.
- Erito: This is serious business, Hal. You're the Kahro's son, not a warrior. I'm the General. Let me take care of the Zeriths. Stay here, Hal. You are going to be the Kahro.
- Nezo: Dream on, Erito. You wooden head.
- Erito: [Erito enters the One-Stringer's cave to consult the One-Stringed about Hal] I have come to ask for your help. I don't know what to do.
- One-Stringed: Kill the boy! He is bound to his father's destiny. In thrall to generations of wickedness, tyranny and lies! This, I see clearly. You are becoming entangled in his net, but he is not worth obeying. Set yourselves free from your doubts and fears. Take him down to the Lake of the Thousand Dead Warriors and there let him atone for the genocide!
- Xath: [singing] Strings in heaven, myself on Earth. Thus should it be, from the day our birth.
- Lhosa: [Hal is hanging upside down in a ice cave. Hal is blindfolded] Anything to say in your defence before you die?
- Hal: What have I done?
- Lhosa: Come now, we know you're spying for Hebalom.
- Hal: No.
- Lhosa: Then explain why you are carrying a Hebalonian sword?
- Hal: I found it by the Lake.
- Lhosa: He's lying!
- Hal: Look at me. I'm just a poor nomad. My father is dead and I'm travelling west to escape the war.
- Lhosa: What war?
- Hal: They say that Hebalom is planning for war, to avenge my... The murder of the Kahro.
- Lhosa: Shall we bring him along, or should we finish him here?
- Hal: No!
- [Lhosa cuts the rope and Hal falls down to the ground. Zita appears]
- Zita: Well. Still some kind of freedom fighter? Were they rough on you?
- Hal: Just a little.
- Zita: Does your life hang by a thread? I don't care who you are, you deserve better treatment than this. You've saved my little scamp of a brother's life and for that I'll always be grateful.
- Zita: [Zita unties Hal] My name is Zita.
- Hal: Where are you taking me?
- Zita: Where ever we decide to take you. We need to know whose side you are on. So tell me, stranger with no name. Whose side are you on?
- Hal: My own.
- Trailer Voice: [the film's trailer] In a world beyond your imagination. In a world where strings from heaven create all life on Earth. A son is born to a king. But in the innocence of youth, he is blind to the lurking peril that stalks his father. When his eyes are open to the blight of his people, he sets out to avenge his father's death. On a quest into the unknown, he will find an answer in the face of an enemy. Strength in the face of adversity and love in the face of a stranger. But a traitor awaits his return.
- Zita: [Hal and Zita are on a hill. Zita begins teaching Hal the secret of how the Zeriths leap] Now, look up. Can you see where you end?
- Hal: [Hal looks up at the night sky] No. Can you?
- Zita: I end where you begin. And where you end, I begin. In that way, we are all connected.
- Hal: Connected?
- Zita: Look.
- [Hal lifts up his left arm. Hal's arm is being controlled by Zita. Hal's arm hits him the face and knocks him over. Hal and Zita laugh]
- Zita: We're guiding each other. When you learn to be guided by love, then you can use it's strength, which dwells in all life. Not just your own. Then you can do what we do. Move like the wind. Now, you try.
- [Hal and Zita falls and rolls down the hill. They laugh. Zita is on top of Hal. They stare deeply into each others eyes. Zita touches Hal's face. Zita underdoes her ponytail and her dreadlocks falls down onto her shoulders. Hal and Zita kisses and they have sex]
- Nezo: [Hal confronts Nezo] It's too late, Hal. Thanks to you, the army has long since been sent against the Zeriths. It was so nice of you to locate them for us. Don't delude yourself, you are a son of Hebalom. You are like me, like your father. You can't runaway from that. So come on then, you miserable coward. Kill me!
- Hal: [Hal refuses and throws aside the pollaxe] No! I am like my father. And in the last few seconds of his life. I am beginning where he ends and I shall have the strength to do what he did not.
- [Hal looks at his new hand]
- Hal: In fact, I promised a friend to use this hand for something good.
- Slave: [Hal and the slaves are pulling a slave cart across the desert. The slave beside Hal is the slave whose hand was given to Hal] I do recognize you, Kahro's son. I do recognize you. You have my hand.
- Slave: Shut up, down there! Push!