:03:15
- How long shall we be gone?
- 15 years,
:03:18
not including the months it'll take
to get to your post.
:03:25
Lancelot!
:03:27
(all shout out "Rus!')
:03:51
(Lancelot) Our post was Britain -
or at least the southern half,
:03:56
for the land was divided by a 73-mile wall
built three centuries before us
:04:01
to protect the empire from
the native fighters of the north.
:04:06
So, as our forefathers had done,
:04:09
we made our way and reported
to our Roman commander in Britain,
:04:13
ancestrally named for the first Artorius,
:04:17
or Arthur.
:04:19
15 YEARS LATER
:04:37
Ah, as promised, the bishop's carriage.
:04:41
- Our freedom, Bors.
- Mm. I can almost taste it.
:04:47
And your passage to Rome, Arthur.