I didn't have to miss.

I believe you.

So what happens now?

We face each other as God intended.

Sportsmanlike.

No tricks, no weapons. Skill against skill alone.

You'll put down your rock, and I'll put down my sword...

and we'll try and kill each other like civilized people?

I could kill you now.

Frankly, I think the odds...

are slightly in your favor at hand-fighting.

It's not my fault being the biggest and the strongest.

I don't even exercise.

Are you just fiddling around with me, or what?

I want you to feel you are doing well.

I hate for people to die embarrassed.

You're quick!

Good thing, too!

Why are you wearing a mask?

Were you burned with acid or something like that?