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07-05-2006 12:23 PM
Arthur: You fight with the strength of many men, Sir Knight.
BK: *silence*
Arthur: I am Arthur, King of the Britons.
BK: *silence*
Arthur: I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot.
BK: *silence*
Arthur: You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?
BK: *silence*
Arthur: You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy!
BK: None shall pass.
Arthur: What?
BK: None shall pass.
Arthur: I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge!
BK: Then you shall die.
Arthur: I command you, as King of the Britons, to stand aside!
BK: I move for no man.
Arthur: So be it!
(They fight. Arthur chops off BK's arm)
Arthur: Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
BK: 'Tis but a scratch!
Arthur: A scratch?! Your arm's off!
BK: No, it isn't.
Arthur: Well what's that, then?
BK: ... I've had worse.
Arthur: You liar!
BK: Come on, you pansy!
(Fight continues, Arthur chops BK's other arm)
Arthur: Victory is mine! (kneels to pray) We thank thee, Lord, that in thy mercy--
(BK kicks Arthur's head)
BK: Come on then!
Arthur: What?!
BK: Have at you!
Arthur: You are indeed brave, good Sir Knight, but the fight is mine.
BK: Oooh, had enough, eh?
Arthur: Look, you stupid bastard, you've got no arms left!
BK: Yes, I have!
Arthur: LOOK!!
BK: It's just a flesh wound!
(BK continues kicking)
Arthur: Look, stop that!
BK: Chicken! Chicken!!
Arthur: Look, I'll have your leg...
(still kicking)
Arthur: RIGHT!!!
(Arthur chops one of BK's legs)
BK: RIGHT! I'll do you for that!
Arthur: You'll what?!
BK: Come here!!
Arthur: What are you gonna do, bleed on me?
BK: I'm invincible!!
Arthur: You're a looney.
BK: The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you!! Come on then!
(Arthur chops the other leg)
BK: All right....we'll call it a draw.
Arthur: Come, Patsy!
BK: Ooh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow bastards!! Come back here and take what's coming to you! I'll bite your legs off!!
Arthur: You fight with the strength of many men, Sir Knight.
BK: *silence*
Arthur: I am Arthur, King of the Britons.
BK: *silence*
Arthur: I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot.
BK: *silence*
Arthur: You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?
BK: *silence*
Arthur: You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy!
BK: None shall pass.
Arthur: What?
BK: None shall pass.
Arthur: I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge!
BK: Then you shall die.
Arthur: I command you, as King of the Britons, to stand aside!
BK: I move for no man.
Arthur: So be it!
(They fight. Arthur chops off BK's arm)
Arthur: Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
BK: 'Tis but a scratch!
Arthur: A scratch?! Your arm's off!
BK: No, it isn't.
Arthur: Well what's that, then?
BK: ... I've had worse.
Arthur: You liar!
BK: Come on, you pansy!
(Fight continues, Arthur chops BK's other arm)
Arthur: Victory is mine! (kneels to pray) We thank thee, Lord, that in thy mercy--
(BK kicks Arthur's head)
BK: Come on then!
Arthur: What?!
BK: Have at you!
Arthur: You are indeed brave, good Sir Knight, but the fight is mine.
BK: Oooh, had enough, eh?
Arthur: Look, you stupid bastard, you've got no arms left!
BK: Yes, I have!
Arthur: LOOK!!
BK: It's just a flesh wound!
(BK continues kicking)
Arthur: Look, stop that!
BK: Chicken! Chicken!!
Arthur: Look, I'll have your leg...
(still kicking)
Arthur: RIGHT!!!
(Arthur chops one of BK's legs)
BK: RIGHT! I'll do you for that!
Arthur: You'll what?!
BK: Come here!!
Arthur: What are you gonna do, bleed on me?
BK: I'm invincible!!
Arthur: You're a looney.
BK: The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you!! Come on then!
(Arthur chops the other leg)
BK: All right....we'll call it a draw.
Arthur: Come, Patsy!
BK: Ooh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow bastards!! Come back here and take what's coming to you! I'll bite your legs off!!
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