Just Visiting

-Take the purse!
-No! No!

He's a thief.
I have to cut his hand.

No, no, no!
Please, just take it.
OK. Everything's fine now.
[Crowd gasps and screams]
Hang him in the public square.
-Silence, old woman!

You're not helping.
[Woman screaming]
Witch! Old witch! Wait!

I am sorry.
I thought you were an old hag.

I've been called worse.

Thibault, why don't
you come and tell her--

Oh, no. Oh, no.
Ah, would you happen
to know a wizard?

Can you tell me
where to find a wizard?

A wizard.
[Song lyrics indistinct]
THIBAULT: Peasants, which one
of you can show me to a wizard?

There will be a reward.
Sir Lancelot here's
looking for a wizard.

Aren't we all? Ha ha ha!
THIBAULT: I am not Lancelot.
I am Thibault,
Count of Malfete...

Duke of Anjou,
Baron of Orleans...

Lord of Libourne.
MAN: Yeah?
Well, I'm Sid from Cicero...

Duke of Hazzard,
Baron of Billiards...

and Lord of Lord-knows-what...
and I challenge you to a duel.
En garde!
Do not make me kill you.
En garde, I say.
You watching this, honey?