ARTHUR;
You fight with the strength of many men, sir knight.
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I am Arthur, king of the Britons.
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I seek the finest and the bravest knights
to join me in my court at Camelot.
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You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?
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You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.

BLACK KNIGHT:
None shall pass

ARTHUR:
What?

BLACK KNIGHT:
None shall pass

ARTHUR:
I have no qaurrel with you, good sir knight,
but i must cross this bridge.

BLACK KNIGHT:
Then you shall die.

ARTHUR:
I command you, as king of the Britons, to stand aside!

BLACK KNIGHT:
I move for no man.

ARTHUR:
So be it!!

...FIGHTING...
...ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT's left arm off...

ARTHUR:
Now stand aside, worthy adversary.

BLACK KNIGHT:
'Tis but a scratch.

ARTHUR:
A scratch? Your Arm's Off!

BLACK KNIGHT:
No, it isn't

ARTHUR:
Well, what's that, then?

BLACK KNIGHT:
I've had worse!

ARTHUR:
You liar!

BLACK KNIGHT:
Come on, you pansy!

...fighting...
...ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT´s right arm off...

ARTHUR:
Victory is mine
...Kneeling...
We thank Thee Lord, that in Thy Mer--

BLACK KNIGHT:
Hah!
...KICK...
Come On, Then

ARTHUR:
What?

BLACK KNIGHT:
Have at you!
...KICK...

ARTHUR:
Eh... You´re indeed brave, Sir Knight, but the fight is mine.

BLACK KNIGHT:
Oh, had enough, he?

ARTHUR:
Look you stupid bastard, you´ve got no arms left.

BLACK KNIGHT:
Yes I have.

ARTHUR:
Look!

BLACK KNIGHT:
Just a flesh wound.
...KICK...

ARTHUR:
Look, stop that!

BLACK KNIGHT:
Chicken!
...KICK...
Chickennnn!

ARTHUR:
Look, I´ll have your leg.
...KICK...
RIGHT!
...Whop...
...ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT´s right leg off...

BLACK KNIGHT:
Right. I´ll do you for that!

ARTHUR:
You´ll what?

BLCK KNIGHT:
Come here!

ARTHUR:
What are you going to do, bleed on me?

BLACK KNIGHT:
I´m invincible!!

ARTHUR:
You´re a looney.

BLACK KNIGHT:
Te Black Knight always triumhps! Have at you! Come on, then.
...WHOP...
...ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT´s last leg off...

BLACK KNIGHT:
Oh...All right, we´ll call it a draw.

ARTHUR:
Come, patsy.

BLACK KNIGHT:
Oh. Oh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow bastards!
Come back here and take what´s coming to you!
I´ll bite your legs off!!!!!!