Thread:Hiawee/@comment-37745975-20190519160952/@comment-30076690-20190531045937

Black Knight: None shall pass. King Arthur: What? Black Knight: None shall pass. King Arthur: I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge. Black Knight: Then you shall die. King Arthur: I command you, as King of the Britons, to stand aside! Black Knight: I move for no man. King Arthur: So be it! [rounds of melee, with Arthur cutting off the left arm of the black knight.] King Arthur: Now stand aside, worthy adversary. Black Knight: Tis but a scratch. King Arthur: A scratch?! Your arm's off! Black Knight: No it isn't. King Arthur: Well what's that then? [Pointing to the knight's arm lying on the ground.] Black Knight: I've had worse. King Arthur: You liar! Black Knight: Come on then, you pansy! [Charges Arthur, who chops the knight's remaining arm off.] King Arthur: Victory is mine! [kneels and starts to pray] We thank thee Lord, that in thy-- [is kicked in the head by the armless knight.] Black Knight: Come on then! King Arthur: What? Black Knight: Have at you! [Kicks Arthur] King Arthur: You are indeed brave, good Sir Knight, but the fight is mine. Black Knight: Oohh, had enough, eh? King Arthur: Look, you stupid bastard, you've got no arms left! Black Knight: Yes I have. King Arthur: Look! Black Knight: Just a flesh wound. [Continues to kick and taunt Arthur] King Arthur: Stop that! Black Knight: Chicken! Chicken! King Arthur: Look, I'll have your leg. [Recieves a very sharp kick] Right! [Chops off one of the black knight's legs] Black Knight: Right! I'll do you for that! King Arthur: You'll what? Black Knight: Come here! King Arthur: What are you going to do, bleed on me?! Black Knight: I'm invincible! King Arthur: You're a looney. Black Knight: The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you! Come on then. [Hopping on one leg towards King Arthur] [King Arthur chops his other leg off, leaving his body upright on the ground.] Black Knight: Alright, we'll call it a draw. King Arthur: Come, Patsy! Black Knight: Oh, oh I see. Running away, eh?! You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you! I'll bite your legs off!! [Fade to black.]