The Black Knight

- You fight with the strength of many men, sir Knight.

- ...

- I am Arthur, King of the Britons.

- ...

- I seek the finest and the bravest knights of the land to join me in my court at Camelot.

- ...

- You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?

- ...

- You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.

- None shall pass.

- What?

- None shall pass.

- I have no quarrel with you, good sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge.

- Then you shall die.

- I command you, as King of the Britons, to stand aside.

- I move for no man.

- So be it!

- Now stand aside, worthy adversary.

- 'Tis but a scratch.

- A scratch?! Your arm's off!

- No, it isn't.

- Well what's that then?

- I've had worse.

- You liar!

- Come on, you pansy!

- Victory is mine! We thank thee lord, for in thy merc...

- Come on then!

- What?!

- Have at you!

- You are indeed brave, sir Knight, but the fight is mine!

- Oh, had enough, ey?

- Look, you stupid bastard, you've got no arms left!

- Yes, I have!

- Look!

- Just a flesh wound.

- Look, stop that!

- Chicken! Chicken!

- Look, I'll have your leg! Right!

- Right, I'll do you for that!

- You'll what?!

- Come here!

- What are you gonna do, bleed on me?

- I'm invincible!

- You're a loony.

- The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you! Come on then!

- Alright, we'll call it a draw.

- Come, Patsy!

- Oh, oh, I see. Running away, ey? You yellow bastards, come back here and take what's coming to you! I'll bite your legs off!

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