Rufus: So Sheriff, how was the show? You get a kick out of it?
Sheriff of Nottingham: Very good. You make Gisborne look... all warm and snuggly.
Rufus: You're wasting your time. Already have what we need, Robin. Haven't you worked it out yet? Charity is pointless.
Robin Hood: Helping the innocent is never pointless.
[flips over Edmund, who was advancing on him from behind]
Rufus: You hurt my son again, you'll suffer for it.
Robin Hood: Oh ho ho! Well, who's going to make me suffer? You? A man who bullies young girls?
Robin Hood: Now, you ask nicely, you say "please," and I won't kill you.
Rufus: You see, my father was the kind of man who asked nicely, and I watched him get kicked around for it. So I don't ask nicely, and I don't get kicked around. Kill me if you want. But I don't beg.
Robin Hood: The girl's coming with me.
Rufus: Take her! A sweet face isn't worth this much trouble. Oh!
[turns to Kate]
Rufus: One other thing. I'll be telling my good friend, the Sheriff, who your new friends are. So you'd better keep your pretty face hidden from now on. You just made it onto Nottingham's most wanted list.
Kate: Some knights in shining armor you lot are! Just swoop in, and now I have to leave home.
Much: You were in trouble! We were only trying to help.
Kate: Do I really have to do this?
Robin Hood: Kate, he'll tell the Sheriff and you'll be hunted, all right? It's time to say goodbye.
Rebecca: This isn't right. First you get my son killed, and now you're taking my daughter.
Robin Hood: We'll look after her.
Rebecca: Yeah. You better had. 'Cause if anything happens, I'll hold you responsible.
Allan A Dale: You're so angry we saved you, Kate. Seriously, what were you gonna do? Stab the guy?
Kate: Well, yeah, if I had to. He's be no great loss to the world.
Allan A Dale: We helped you. We're giving you a bed for the night. Are you not just slightly grateful?
Kate: Oh, I'm so grateful! Thank you all for ruining everything. I can really see why you guys are so legendary.
Allan A Dale: Well aren't you sweet and charming, eh?
Kate: Aren't you full of yourself?
Allan A Dale: Full of myself? Oh, you've gone too far now Kate, I'm - I'm wounded! Truly, my heart is broken.
Kate: Well, I'm sure some drunken girl with no taste will make it better.
Allan A Dale: Funny you should say that...
Much: You hear that?
Allan A Dale: Which bit? Kate being sarcastic? Kate being ungrateful?
Much: What she said about us! "You guys are legendary!" Plural. Referring to all of us, not just Robin. She may have turned me down, but she thinks I'm legendary.
Robin Hood: You can have your son back on one condition: you let our two go.
Rufus: You think you can play me that easy?
Robin Hood: I know you have some emotion, however small. He's your son. I know you want him back alive.
Rufus: And you're Robin Hood. You don't kill unless you have to. Me? I'm not so sweet. I've hidden your friends somewhere you are never going to find. So you make sure my son is back by midday, and if you're lucky, your friends might still be breathing.
Kate: Damn! Damn damn DAMN! What now, Allan, what happens now?
Allan A Dale: There's no way out.
Kate: Yes, I can see that. And then Rufus will come, and we'll be dead. And how can I help my family if I'm dead? They need me.
Allan A Dale: ...I've been in worse, if that helps.
Kate: It doesn't help, it's just annoying. Like you're showing off.
Allan A Dale: Look, this isn't fun for me either, you know! I mean, I'm stuck in here with you, and, well, you're not exactly easy on the eye, are you?
Kate: You don't think I'm pretty?
Allan A Dale: Just a little plain for my taste.
Kate: I think your neck's too long.
Allan A Dale: My neck? Nose? Maybe.
Allan A Dale: That's the first time I've seen you smile! Wouldn't do it, actually, not your best look.
Kate: Do you know, looking at you actually makes me want to be a little bit sick.
Allan A Dale: You feel better yet?
Kate: Yeah. Yeah, insulting you definitely helps.
Allan A Dale: Good! Before we carry on though, I think you might wanna move. I think you just sat down on a pig kidney.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Scrope. You're lying. Be honest, confess. I might find it in myself to be warm and forgiving, and I'll let you live.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Oh, yes. Underneath this harsh surface I'm deeply sensitive.
Scrope: He made me lie. I didn't want to! He threatened to hurt my wife.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Yes. Scrope. Oh Scrope.
Sheriff of Nottingham: I LIED. Underneath this harsh surface, there's just more harsh surface.