Good idea, O Lord! Eh. You are indeed brave, Sir Knight, but the fight is mine.
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I blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur King, you and all your silly English k-nnnnniggets. Now, knock it off! Right! Arthur, King of the Britons, your Knights of the Round Table shall have a task to make them an example in these dark times. Ah, thanks very much.
Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you? I'm not a witch. I'm not a witch. What are you going to do, bleed on me? God be praised!
Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about... Does wood sink in water? Oh, yeah. True. Uhh... If he will give us food and shelter for the night, he can join us in our quest for the Holy Grail. Build a bridge out of her. Please! I'm thirty-seven. Mind your own business! Yes, I have.
Oh, yeah. True. Uhh... Oh, don't be such a baby. None shall pass. Do they hurt? What, held under the dorsal guiding feathers? You're not fooling anyone, you know. Look. Isn't there something you can do? What are you going to do, bleed on me? Look, my liege! Bring out your dead!