John: And what about our young Saxon Cockerel here?
John: What's the matter? Have you no stomach for honest meat?
Robin: For honest meat, yes. But i've no stomach for traitors.
John: You call me traitor?
Robin: You? Yes.
Robin: And every man here who offfers you allegiance..
Robin: What else do you call a man who takes advantage of the King's misfortune to seize his power?
Robin: And now, with the help of this sweet band of cut-throats
you'll try to grind a Ransom for him out of every helpless Saxon.
A ransom that will be used, not to release Richard... but to buy your way to the throne.
John's lackey: Let me ram those words down his throat, Your Highness!!
John: Oh no, later... let him spout for the moment
John: And...... what do you propose to do?
Robin: I'll organise revolt. Exact a death for a death. And i'll never rest until every Saxon in this Shire can stand up, Free men and strike a blow for Richard and England.
John: Have you finished??
Robin: I'm only just beginning. From this night on I use every means in my power to fight you!!!
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