Little John:
[as Robin hums dreamily]
Hey, lover boy. How's that grub comin'? Man, I'm starved.
[Robin continues humming]

Little John:
Rob? Robin? Ro-BEAR? Hey!
Robin Hood:
Hmm? What? What do you say?
Little John:
Aw, forget it. Your mind's not on food. You're thinkin' about somebody with long eyelashes, and you're smellin' that sweet perfume.
[sniffs smoke and starts coughing]

Robin Hood:
Hey, whoa, it's boiling over!
Little John:
You're burning the chow!
[takes the pot off the fire and fans it]

Robin Hood:
Sorry, Johnny. Guess I was thinking about Maid Marian again. I can't help it. I love her, Johnny.
Little John:
Look, why don't you stop moonin' and mopin' around? - Just - Just marry the girl.
Robin Hood:
Marry her? You don't just walk up to a girl, hand her a bouquet and say, "Hey, remember me? We were kids together. Will you marry me?" No. It just isn't done that way.
Little John:
Aw, come on, Robbie. Climb the castle walls. Sweep her off her feet. Carry her off in style.
Robin Hood:
It's no use, Johnny. I've thought it all out, and... it just wouldn't work. Besides, what have I got to offer her?
Little John:
Well, for one thing, you can't cook.
Robin Hood:
I'm serious, Johnny. She's a highborn lady of quality.
Little John:
So she's got class? So what?
Robin Hood:
I'm an outlaw, that's what. That's no life for a lovely lady. Always on the run. What kind of a future is that?
Friar Tuck:
Oh, for heaven's sake, son. You're no outlaw. Why, someday you'll be called a great hero.
Robin Hood:
A hero? Do you hear that, Johnny? We've just been pardoned.
Little John:
That's a gas. We ain't even been arrested yet.
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 09:05

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