[after slicing one of the Black Knight's arms off]
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:
What's that, then?
Black Knight:
[after a pause]
I've had worse.
King Arthur:
You liar!
Black Knight:
Come on, you pansy!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:55