:31:01
how will you make
a living, Knight?
:31:03
Shut up!
:31:19
Whoa!
:31:24
If your teeth come down, my sword
goes up, right into your brain!
:31:34
If your sword goes up,
my teeth come down!
:31:37
Into the moonlit night
the titans dueled...
:31:41
in mortal combat bound.
:31:44
Oh, who'd the fatal
false step make?
:31:48
Whose blood
would stain the ground?
:32:10
Oh, good Lord.
Sir Eglamore.
:32:14
Oh, thank you very much.
:32:17
It's been stuck down there
for months.
:32:19
Can you get your buttocks
off my tongue?
:32:21
Why should you
be comfortable?
:32:23
My armor is rusting in your drool,
and your breath is absolutely foul.
:32:27
Well, what do you expect...
:32:29
with old knights
rotting between my molars?
:32:32
Oh, God, my mouth is so dry.
:32:37
No, no, no, stop!
:32:40
No, stop!
:32:45
Sorry about that.
:32:48
It seems we're in a bit
of a stalemate, wouldn't you say?
:32:51
Yuck! But I can go
three days without sleep.
:32:54
I can go three weeks.
:32:56
Ooh! I'll stab you
before I nod off.
:32:59
And I'll chomp you.
Marvelous, we'll kill each other.