Merlin: I haven't seen him this happy in a long time.
Gwen: Yes. He has changed, hasn't he?
Merlin: Yeah. Yeah, I think he has.
[Arthur throws a water bag, striking Merlin about the head]
Arthur: Sorry. Fill that up, will you, Merlin?
Merlin: [under his breath] Well, perhaps he's not so totally changed.
Arthur: Merlin! Flowers. Don't forget the flowers.
Merlin: [sarcastically] Of course. The personal touch. Nice.
Morgana: What was it you used to say? "The victim always talks... eventually."
Alator: What do you want from me?
Morgana: I would have thought that was obvious. I want you to tell me where Emrys is.
Alator: I told you before. Never.
Morgana: I was rather hoping you'd say that.
Arthur: I sometimes forget how beautiful Camelot is...
Arthur: ...but never how beautiful my queen is.
[Gewn laughs and Merlin flaps his lips]
Arthur: Was that you, Merlin?
Merlin: The horse.
Finna: The Great Battle is nearing. You must listen to me, Emrys.
Merlin: How do you know my name?
Finna: Arthur's enemies are closer than you think. If you value you king, meet me tonight at the old temple of Erui. Come alone... or not at all.
Gaius: She's drawing you in, Merlin. It's a trap. She knew your real name. There's only one explanation for that. Alator told Morgana who you really are and she has sent this woman to lure you to her.
Merlin: But I looked into her eyes. She meant no harm.
Gaius: You think a sorceress of her power couldn't feign any look she wished?
Alator: I shall pass to the other world happy in the knowledge that you will never find Emrys. He is your destiny, Morgana, and he is your doom.
Mordred: [catching Merlin sneaking out of camp] Good morning, though technically I think it's still night.
Merlin: I was just going for a...
Mordred: Relieving yourself?
Mordred: You always put your boots on to do that, do you?
Merlin: I don't like splinters.
Finna: When you spend a lifetime running, you know all the places to hide.
Merlin: Why are you doing this for me?
Finna: Without you, Emrys, Arthur can not build a new world we all long for.
Merlin: I don't understand.
Finna: For hundreds of years the Catha have guarded their ancient knowledge, but now the time has come to pass it on to you, Emrys, for only you can carry their hopes into the Great Battle itself.
Finna: Do not make the same mistake as Arthur. Do not trust the Druid boy.
Gaius: [reading] "Let loose the hounds of war. Let the dread fire of the last priestess rain down from angry skies, for brother will slaughter brother, for friend will murder friend as the great horn sounds a cold dawn at Camlann. The prophets do not lie. There, Arthur will meet his end upon that mighty plain."
Merlin: So many have suffered so that I may hear this.
Gaius: [at the body of a murdered knight] The disfigurement is not as a result of disease or infection. It's the result of powerful magic. In the old days there was a punishment known as ragaid, the ultimate warning from the high priestess to her enemies.
Arthur: Why was this knight chosen? What had he done?
Gaius: He'd done nothing... except be a knight of Camelot. It's a warning, sire. A warning to the whole kingdom. Morgana has declared war.