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calonderiel

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Scene 4

(Really bitchin' fight scene in which Black Knight stands victorious)
[arg] [ugh] [hah]
ARTHUR: You fight with the strength of many men, Sir knight. I am Arthur,
King of the Britons. [pause] I seek the finest and the bravest knights in
the land to join me in my Court of Camelot. [pause] You have proved yourself
worthy; will you join me? [pause] You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.
BLACK KNIGHT: None shall pass.
 

calonderiel

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ARTHUR: What?
BLACK KNIGHT: None shall pass.
ARTHUR: I have no quarrel with you, good Sir knight, but I must cross this
bridge.
BLACK KNIGHT: Then you shall die.
ARTHUR: I command you as King of the Britons to stand aside!
BLACK KNIGHT: I move for no man.
ARTHUR: So be it! [hah] [parry thrust]
[ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT's left arm off - really neat blood spurting
effects]
 

calonderiel

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ARTHUR: Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
BLACK KNIGHT: 'Tis but a scratch.
ARTHUR: A scratch? Your arm's off!
BLACK KNIGHT: No, it isn't.
ARTHUR: Well, what's that then?
BLACK KNIGHT: I've had worse.
ARTHUR: You liar!
BLACK KNIGHT: Come on you pansy! [hah] [parry thrust]
[ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT's right arm off - more really neat blood
spurting effects]
ARTHUR: Victory is mine! [kneeling] We thank thee Lord, that in thy merc-
[unnh - as the Black Knight kicks him]
BLACK KNIGHT: Come on then.
ARTHUR: What?
 

calonderiel

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BLACK KNIGHT: Have at you!
ARTHUR: You are indeed brave, Sir knight, but the fight is mine.
BLACK KNIGHT: Oh, had enough, eh?
ARTHUR: Look, you stupid bastard, you've got no arms left.
BLACK KNIGHT: Yes I have.::p(
ARTHUR: Look!
BLACK KNIGHT: Just a flesh wound. [bang]
ARTHUR: Look, stop that.
 

calonderiel

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BLACK KNIGHT: Chicken! Chicken!
ARTHUR: Look, I'll have your leg. Right! [whop]
BLACK KNIGHT: Right, I'll do you for that!
ARTHUR: You'll what?
BLACK KNIGHT: Come 'ere!
ARTHUR: What are you going to do, bleed on me?
BLACK KNIGHT: I'm invincible!
ARTHUR: You're a loony.
 

calonderiel

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BLACK KNIGHT: The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you! Come on then.
[whop]
[ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT's other leg off]
BLACK KNIGHT: All right; we'll call it a draw.
ARTHUR: Come, Patsy.
BLACK KNIGHT: Oh, oh, I see, running away then. You yellow bastards!
Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite your legs off!
 

calonderiel

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Scene 5

CROWD: A witch! A witch! A witch! We've got a witch! A witch!
VILLAGER #1: We have found a witch, might we burn her?
CROWD: Burn her! Burn!
BEDEMIR: How do you know she is a witch?
VILLAGER #2: She looks like one.
BEDEMIR: Bring her forward.
WITCH: I'm not a witch. I'm not a witch.
BEDEMIR: But you are dressed as one.
WITCH: They dressed me up like this.
CROWD: No, we didn't - no.
WITCH: And this isn't my nose, it's a false one.
BEDEMIR: Well?
 

calonderiel

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VILLAGER #1: Well, we did do the nose.
BEDEMIR: The nose?
VILLAGER #1: And the hat - but she is a witch!
CROWD: Burn her! Witch! Witch! Burn her!
BEDEMIR: Did you dress her up like this?
CROWD: No, no... no ... yes. Yes, yes, a bit, a bit.
VILLAGER #1: She has got a wart.
BEDEMIR: What makes you think she is a witch?
VILLAGER #3: Well, she turned me into a newt.
BEDEMIR: A newt?