Lady Margaret of Gisburne:
Guy, what have you become!?
Sir Guy of Gisburne:
What you made me...
Little John:
Tuck, get the food ready!
Friar Tuck:
Is it always me...
Little John:
You want me to cook it?
Friar Tuck:
No, once was enough.
Lady Marion:
What is it?
Robert of Huntingdon:
I don't know how to tell you.
Lady Marion:
Why do you feel you have to tell me, when you know I know already? Is it because you're unsure of how I feel? I wish I knew what to say, but if I loved you the way that you want me to, you'd know. And then there would be any need for words, would there? Forgive me...
Robert of Huntingdon:
There is nothing to forgive.
Lady Marion:
I do love you. Perhaps the past is still too close. Do you understand?
Little John:
Don't worry, I'm Little John! And this evil-looking devil:
Nasir:
Nasir Malik Kamal Inal Ibrahin Shams ad Duala Watthab ibn Mahmud.
Lady Margaret of Gisburne:
Is that a name or a family tree?
Will Scarlet:
You shoot like a girl I used to know.
Little John:
What's wrong?
Robert of Huntingdon:
Nothing!
Little John:
You're as prickly as a hedgehog.
Will Scarlet:
[
afraid they might have caught lepracy] I got it for sure! I'll kill myself!
Much:
We might be lucky...
Will Scarlet:
Lucky? You might be. You might be lucky. Not me, not with my luck! I got it! I know i've got it!
Will Scarlet:
I'm a leper!
Robert of Huntingdon:
I thought you're a man. Look at Much, he's worth ten of you. You don' even know if you've got it, and you're half crazy with fear.
Abbot Martin:
What brings the hooded man out of Sherwood to Croxden?
Robert of Huntingdon:
A present for the abbey.
Little John:
And a pilgrim.
Abbot Martin:
Both are welcome.
Robert of Huntingdon:
Eight bags of silver.
Abbot Martin:
Stolen?
Robert of Huntingdon:
By the Sheriff.
Little John:
From the poor.
Robert of Huntingdon:
And now you can give it back to them.
Abbot Martin:
The Hooded man's justice.
Little John:
How can a kind and gentle woman like that be Gisburne's mother?
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