Don Quixote:
[about to attack the windmill]
Ho, there, foul monster! Cease the knocking at thy craven knees and prepare to do battle!
Sancho Panza:
[nearly simultaneously]
Your Grace, I swear by my wife's little black moustache that's not a giant, it's only a...
[with a yell, Don Quixote charges off]
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