:14:08
You make me sad. So be it.
Come, Patsy.
:14:12
- None shall pass.
- What?
:14:14
None shall pass.
:14:16
l have no quarrel with you,
but l must cross this bridge.
:14:20
Then you shall die.
:14:23
l command you, as king of the Britons,
to stand aside!
:14:28
l move for no man.
:14:33
So be it!
:15:01
- Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
- 'Tis but a scratch.
:15:05
- A scratch? Your arm's off.
- No, it isn't.
:15:07
- What's that, then?
- l've had worse.
:15:11
- You liar!
- Come on, you pansy!
:15:21
Victory is mine.
:15:24
We thank Thee, Lord,
that in Thy mercy--
:15:28
- Come on.
- What?
:15:30
Have at you!
:15:33
You are indeed brave,
but the fight is mine.
:15:35
Had enough, eh?
:15:38
You stupid bastard,
you've got no arms left.
:15:41
- Yes, l have.
- Look!
:15:43
lt's just a flesh wound.
:15:45
- Stop that!
- Chicken!
:15:48
l'll have your leg! Right!
:15:52
- Right!
- l'll do you for that.
:15:54
- You'll what?
- Come here.
:15:57
- Are you going to bleed on me?
- l'm invincible!