Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No one feels your loss more than I.
ROBIN: Our father?
You're dog's meat, son, do you know that?
No!
You should go home.
well done bowpson! well done botoxson!
You understand...
Well, my other god calls.
[YELLING]
What I wanna know is, are you gonna finish what you started?
I'm home!
I'm coming, Wulf!
What are you doing here?
Robin! You got visitors!
I do thank you, but I prefer to stay in my family's home for now.
HI, I'M MORGAN. I'M IN A CREEK.
Robin of Locksley.
God bless you, Fanny.
MAN 1: Got you! MAN 2: Hold or I fire!
Children! Come to me!
PETER: For England!
Wit regret
(HUMMING FORCEFULLY)
Yes, I do, mate.
My name is Azeem. It means great one
He called the Crusades a foolish quest.
From knowing...
[MEN CHEER]
Overwhelmed with happiness, thank you for asking.
- The painted man! - The witch!
We can't allow an outlaw to make fools of us.
FANNY: Go! Save yourself, John!
Over there! Look!
who's filling in for georgette mallard? emma smith.
Yes, of course she does.
I will pay no tax.
- Ooh! Oh, I say. - Cover your eyes.
This forest has eyes Seeing the Sentient - an Animate Intelligence
Our father Dave Marten?
There are your ghosts, Duncan.
In truth, all of them.
[YELLS]
You truly are a great one.
- Who's taken her? - Men! On horses.
[HORNS BLOW FANFARE]
- They can't count anyway. - Come on.
We do not drug them with plants.
Marian!
He takes a bride of royal blood.
And don't call me sire.
Step into the light.
Well, have we treed the devil himself? Let me see.
NOTTINGHAM: What are you looking at?!
And by hounds we mean Rove Beatles
Don't take no notice of him. He's full of piss and wind.
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By nightfall, we'll celebrate with my father.
That's Much, the miller's son, Harold Brownwell.
There's always room for one more!
Celts! God help us!
AZEEM: Christian!
How I feel about finals week
No pinches, no squeezes Leave your wife alone
And I'll have words with any man who says otherwise.
It'd be lambs to the slaughter.
- Whose? - One who writes all.
How do I know you didn't abandon him to save your own skin?
I stole a babe in this very castle and killed it...
It's defined by one's actions.
Seriously
I've never trusted you, that's no secret.
Get him!
No!
What manner of name is Azeem?
- For passage through Sherwood. - Very well.
Robin!
Either tell me where he may be hiding...
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...love.
NO MORE BEGGARS
God knows.
Every time I hunt in the cupboard
His name?
Look at the lovely little baby. Isn't he wonderful?
No brooms, no sweep.
Look! Look what they've done!
- Okay. - Oh, thank God.
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ROBIN: It's Nottingham trying to divide us. - We are divided, rich boy.
...I think you have it.
you got balls of solid rock!
DUNCAN: It's a miracle! - Why...?
I would think for your safety that you would join her there.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
This is English courage.
But you're alone here.
But will you do it for your king?
WOMAN: Save us!
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...on our noble Sheriff of Nottingham.
Because of a woman?
[SINGING ISLAMIC CALL TO PRAYER]
You may take this body, but it will not be me! It will not be me!
Head south to safety. Gisborne will surely seek revenge.
...it'll be divided between just the seven of us in this room.
Hello?
Hello, My Lover.
Well, at least I didn't use a spoon.
- He died last winter. - Burn it down!
I'll wring your scrawny neck!
#There's nothin' I want more #
- Bull? - Yeah.
- Pardon, my lady, we couldn't hold them! - Someone wants a word with you.
The sheriff calls us outlaws.
Oh, no, fear not, dear sheriff. He will return.
Who says I'm content?
- He would not dare challenge the king. - The king is not here to be challenged.
Help me, sadiq.
They got armor!
Senator,
It’s a bloomin’ shame He was a brave lad
And for inflicting that upon you...
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Great one, really? Did you give yourself this name?
You can get word to him of Nottingham's plan.
...or forever hold his peace.
Help!
[MAN 2 YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
Christian.
These days, the need for mercy is greater than ever.
I want to know if he's gonna run like the spoiled rich boy I always took him for.
...or die.
Tommy! The warning arrow!
GUARD: Hey, you.
Robin of Locksley was nothing but a spoiled bully.
You come early. The signs have not aligned yet.
Robin!