Sir John Talbot:
You've been preying upon his gullibility with your witch's tales.
Maleva:
But you fixed him, didn't you, Sir John? You don't believe the witch's tales, do you?
Sir John Talbot:
Not for a minute.
Maleva:
Then where were you going, Sir John? Why aren't you back there, at the shooting stand?
Sir John Talbot:
I was.
Maleva:
Were you hurrying back to the castle? Did you have a moment's doubt? Were you hurrying to make sure he's all right?
Sir John Talbot:
I wanted to be with my son. I was going back...
[a rifle fires in the distance]
Maleva:
Yes, Sir John, you were going. Hurry, Sir John, hurry.
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