All language subtitles for 6.13 A Knight to Remember

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Good morning.

Hoss, what are you doing in town
so early this morning?

Oh, Roy, I had to come
and pick up some supplies

for a little family celebration,
we're having out at the place.

Matter of fact, I was gonna come
by your place and invite you out.

Well, fine,
what's the celebration all about?

Well, Adam's coming in
on the noon stage, Greenfield.

He just pulled a big timber
contract up there

with two of the biggest contractors
in the whole territory,

got a two-year contract.

Is that right? Say, it'll be
great thing for the town, wouldn't it?

And Adam, he's getting to be
quite the businessman.

Yeah, he sure is.

Pa's mighty proud of him too.

You know, Roy,
I wish I knew how he does it.

Dadburnit, seem like everything
old Adam turn his hand to

just turns out smooth and perfect.

Never a hitch. Yes, sir.

Just seems like Adam ain't got
no problems ever, or troubles.

Now me, if I had been the one
that Pa sent up there,

ain't no telling him how much trouble
I would've got into before I got back.

I know what you mean, Hoss,

but, uh, I believe you've got to
look at it this way.

Adam may get a lot
more things done than you,

but he don't have nowhere as near
as interesting a life as you.

Yeah. I reckon
you could look at it like that.

Well, I've gotta get this stuff
out to Hop Sing now.

See you there, Roy.
So long, Hoss.

So long. Hyah.

Jeff, Sheriff Munsey said
to be sure this gets off

on the Virginia City stage.

Cyril, the Virginia City coach passed
through here over 20 minutes ago.

Next one ain't till tomorrow afternoon.
Oh, shoot.

But these are special trial papers
that had to get off today.

Sheriff Munsey is gonna
wring my neck.

Well, Clyde will be stopping to rest
the horses at Chamber's Grow.

If you cut over Pennant Peak,
you might be able to catch him there.

I'd better catch him. If I don't
I might just as well keep on riding

right out of the territory.

Oh. Hyah!

What're you stopping here for?
Anything wrong?

We always stop here
to rest the horses.

Oh, you can get out and stretch
your leg and even your mind too.

A thousand pardons, senor,
for this inconvenience.

We shall work fast so as not to delay
you any longer than is necessary.

Very thoughtful of you.
Oh, it is nothing. Nothing at all.

Hold, ye bandits.
Here I run you through.

Juan, what is it?
I don't know.

Hear my words and mark me well,
you miscreant blaggards.

There will be no banditry tolerated
on these public highways.

Huh?

Oh, boy. Juan, you see him too?

Prepare ye to defend yourselves.

Get the horses. Quick.

Full tilt!

Charge!

Charge!

So justice and--

Ah, heh.

So, justice and virtue triumph again.

Yeah.

Thank you for helping out.
Nay, never thank me, lad.

Such is the way of the knight.

Defend the helpless,
bring justice to evil-doers,

right all wrongs, such as the vows
I made when I took my knightly oath.

Heh, I see, uh, pardon my curiosity,
but what is all of this about, huh?

Who are you, really?

Forsooth, you must be a stranger
to this land.

Everyone in the length and breadth
of all Camelot

knows the name
of good King Arthur.

King Arthur of the, uh,
Round Table?

Verily, the same, heh.
I see you have heard of me.

Oh, yes. Everybody has heard of you,
heh, thee, noble sire.

Well, now about what happened today
I just assume

you didn't mention it to anyone,
you see.

The court gossips, they delight
in the ridicule of their king

being unhorsed
by common highwaymen.

Never fear, sire. My lips are sealed.

Mm-hm.

Verily, it took
all 20 of them to do it, ugh,

and they had to sneak up
behind me at that

and nonetheless I should not
have been so careless

as to allow them to outflank me.

Happens to the best of knights, sire,
heat of battle and all.

Yes, precisely, heh.

Well, you'll be safe enough now, lad.
I must not tarry,

I must be off
in pursuit of the brigands.

Uh, sire.

Don't you think
you've done enough?

I mean, why don't we just notify
the nearest sheriff

and let him handle
the bandits from here on.

I mean, after all, there's only
one of you and five... Twenty of them.

Lad, you cut me to the quick.

Wouldst thou have me give up
the pursuit

merely because I am outnumbered?

Lance. Never fear,
I shall bring them to heel,

though their number be legion.

Come, noble Gwendolyn.
Fare ye well.

Charge!

Hold it right there, mister.

I, uh, don't know what you're thinking,
but if it's

what I'm afraid it is, you're wrong.
I didn't do that.

Well, if you didn't shoot off
that lock, what did you shoot?

Well, now if you give me a chance
I'll explain.

You'll get your chance.

What happened, Clyde?

I don't know. I was checking harness
and somebody hit me from behind.

I didn't see a thing.

Whereabouts was this fellow?

Well, he is back here
stretching his legs.

He was behind you, huh?

Well, yeah.
Look, if you'll just...

Listen to me
and I can tell you the whole story.

You save your story
for Sheriff Munsey.

I'm taking you back
to Morris Flats with me.

And it's gonna take a heap of tall
talking to explain your way out of this.

But the fellow...

Ugh.

So he used your gun
to shoot the lock of the strongbox?

Then what happened?
Well, he, uh, opened the box.

But before he had a chance
to take any of the money,

uh, well, I mean,
while he was looking in the box,

somebody rode up and scared him
and the other bandits away.

There wasn't nobody there but him
and the driver when I got there.

Now, just a minute, Cyril.
You let him tell his story.

Uh, now, son,
who was it that scared them away?

Well, heh,

it was a man--

There was no man there
when I got there.

Well, they had already left
by the time you got there.

You mean Cyril was the man
that scared them off?

Yeah.

Yes, you see, they heard his horse
coming and panicked and ran away.

Hmm.

Better lock him up, Cyril.

No, wait. Wait a minute.

I am not a stagecoach robber.

Now, I am on my way to Virginia City
from a business deal in Greenfield.

Now look at that.
Those are timber contracts,

worth thousands of dollars.

Now there is a check for $2000
in advance on the contract.

Now, you just wire
Sheriff Coffee in Virginia City

and he will vouch for everything
I tell you.

You know Roy Coffee?
I've known him since I was a kid.

He'll tell you, I'm no outlaw.
All right.

I'll get a wire off
to Sheriff Coffee right away.

We'll see what he has to say.

Meantime, you better just stay
right here in one of our cells,

just in case.

You won't be able to get a stage
for Virginia City

until tomorrow now, anyway,
and well, see...

I'll save you the price of a hotel room.

Cyril. Cyril.

Very good.

Hiya, Roy.
Boys.

Just came to meet Adam on stage.

Hop Sing made
a great big chocolate cake.

You're gonna be there.
Ben, I wouldn't look for Adam,

if I was you, on the noon stage.
Now, what do you mean?

Well, he's been a little delayed.
In fact, I just got this telegram

from Sheriff Munsey
over in Morris Flats.

"Holding man who calls himself
Adam Cartwright,

claims to know you,
can you vouch for him?

Please fonNard description
and full particulars. Sheriff Munsey."

What's all this about?
Well, I don't know for sure.

But there's probably been
some trouble over there

and Adam being a stranger in all,

Sheriff's just holding him
till he can check out his record.

You mean, old poor Adam's got
himself into some dumb trouble? Heh.

Well, Adam probably
ain't done nothing at all.

It's just standard procedure
in a case like this.

Seen as Sheriff Munsey gets my reply,
he will turn Adam loose.

He will be able to get that stage out
late tomorrow afternoon.

That will put him in here sometime
late tomorrow evening.

Yeah. That cake sure is gonna
get stale before then. Ain't it?

Is that all you can think
about at a time like this, cake?

I was thinking about
that chicken pot pie too, Pa.

Oh, no.

Well, I hope you had
a good night sleep, Mr. Cartwright.

I received this telegram
from Sheriff Coffee last night.

He thinks mighty highly of you
and your entire family.

Well, now will you believe me?
Well, I don't know, son.

That was a mighty far-fetched alibi
you gave me.

And I'm convinced you know
a lot more than you've told me.

On the other hand,
there were no other eyewitnesses

and Sheriff Coffee vouched here
so strongly for you but...

Well, I just do, wish you'd do it.
Believe me, Sheriff.

Anything more I might tell you
about the holdup

would only serve
to confuse the issue.

It was a gang of five bandits
and that's all I can tell you.

Yes. But can't you give--
Sheriff.

I just know
you will catch these outlaws.

Hyah-hah.

Ho.

Ah, senor.
How nice to see you again?

Uh, just charming.

Charge!

It's the demon again. Aah!
No, no, do not run away.

Do not run away.

Knaves!

Charge!

Turn, turn, you feel.

Charge!

Whew.

Well, Gwendolyn,
all the world's a stage

and one man in his time
plays many pans.

By Jove, what a joust.

How many of the villains
did I slay, lad,

did you count them yet?
Ten, twenty?

Now, would you just stand
right there

and listen to me very carefully.

We're all through playing Camelot.

I humored you last time,
and I ended up in jail.

The sheriff thought that I was trying
to rob the stagecoach.

Ah, but you assured him you didn't,
and he let you go,

knowing your word
was your sacred bond, heh.

So verily, truth and justice
always triumph in the end, lad.

And well, now look,
here is what we're gonna do. See.

We're gonna go back up there
and pick up the strongbox.

Right.
We're gonna see

about a driver. All three of us
will ride back into Morris Flats.

Tell the sheriff what happened here.
Absolutely unbent.

Hmm?

Would you put that thing down?

You haven't listened to me at all.
You haven't heard a word I said.

Zounds, what a temper.
Yes, I have a temper.

No, not you, lad.
I am referring to the lance.

Not a scratch on it. Look at that.

The temper of Toledo steel--
Would you please stop babbling,

and listen to me?
I heard what you said.

You want me to go with you
to the sheriff.

But I can't.

If I let them capture me,
that would be the end of it.

It would be all over,
they'll make me go back.

No.

I must be off in pursuit
of yon bandits.

My knightly honor is at stake.

Wouldst thou stand between
me and my sworn duties?

Stand aside, knave.
Look.

I know you mean well, old fellow.

But you're dangerous.
Dangerous?

To yourself and others.
Of course I'm dangerous.

I'm a veritable holy terror
when I ride against evildoers. Ha.

My...

My daring exploits
are known worldwide.

Well, we can tell your exploits
to the sheriff.

Now, come on.
No. I see it all now.

You're in league with those bandits,

you're trying to prevent me from
wreaking my vengeance upon them.

Truly a bad spell
must have been cast upon me.

Sire, please.

No more talk. Stand back.

Arthur. Don't go
after those bandits alone.

Now that tin suit will not stop bullets.

Never fear, lad.

Justice shall be my armor
and innocence my shield.

Come, Gwendolyn.

Arthur, come back here!

Charge!

You sure got a lot of guts, mister.

You ain't too long on brains,

if you think you're gonna get away
with this a second time.

Now, let's not go through this again.
I was just lugging your box.

Save it. Let's see how far your story
gets with Sheriff Munsey this time.

If I was trying to steal the strongbox,

why would I lug it
back to the driver.

My guess is,
that after he wrecked the coach,

he seen that he couldn't get away,

so he brought the box back
and he cooked up

this wild story just to cover himself.

Now, that makes a lot of sense,
doesn't it?

Makes just about as much sense
as anything you've said, son.

Twice in a row,

a band of outlaws ride down
on the stagecoach,

knock out the driver,
take down the strongbox,

shoot the lock off the box and then
they ride away without taking anything.

And you say it's because something
or somebody scared them off,

but you won't tell me who or what.

If I told you,

you wouldn't believe me.

Heh, now, you ain't got
nothing to lose, boy,

because I ain't believing
a thing you've said so far.

Uh, now, son, why don't you
just tell me the truth?

I'm your friend.
I'm trying to help you.

But if you insist on holding out on me,

if you refuse to tell me
the whole story,

well, you can see for yourself
how guilty it makes you look?

Now, boy, why don't you just tell me
what really happened.

Come on, son, you can trust me.

All right.

All right.

You wanna know
what really happened, huh?

The whole story?

Now, I have heard
some wild stories in my time,

that fellow takes all the prizes.

And he seems so sincere too,

perfectly serious
about the whole thing,

just as though he believed everything
he was telling us.

Psst, psst.

Fear nothing, lad.

Thou unjust incarceration has not
escaped the notice of King Arthur.

Oh, am I glad to see you?
Ha-ha-ha.

I'll have thee free in a nonce.

Stay right there and you're gonna
explain this whole thing to the sheriff.

Sheriff. Sheriff, come in here, quick.

The sheriff mustn't see me.

Sheriff. Sheriff, come here. Sherriff,
there's somebody to see you, heh.

Arthur, Arthur.
Arthur, come back here.

Arthur, where are you?

What is it? What's wrong?
He was here, outside the window.

Who was here?
Arthur, King Arthur,

he was outside here.

Well, don't just stand there!
Go get him!

He can't move very fast
in all that steel armor,

go out there and catch him.
Now, now, just calm down.

Cyril, you run out there
and see if you can find King Arthur.

Everything's gonna be all right.
King Arthur?

What's he look like?
Ha-ha-ha. Well, you can't miss him.

He's the only knight in armor
you'll find out there.

I guarantee it. Go get him, hurry!
Go on, Cyril.

Now, don't you worry, you just relax.
We'll take care of everything.

Oh, why don't you lie down for a spell,
and I'll be right back.

Yeah!

Arthur, you--

Cyril, you come back here
and put that rifle away.

But you told me to go out there
and look for--

I know what I told you.

I was just trying to humor him.
I'm trying to settle him down.

We got a real problem with that boy,
Cyril, why he's as crazy as a jaybird.

Ain't no doubt about that.
I don't understand it.

Sheriff Coffee
spoke so highly of him,

most of the time he talks and acts
like he's got good sense.

But he's got a real thing
about that King Arthur story of his.

You know,
he reminds me of my Uncle Cleve.

One day, he talked and acted
just like you and me.

Next day, we caught him out
on the lake in a rowboat,

going after ducks with a bullwhip.

Hmm. Did he ever get over it?
Yeah, for several days

he went along just fine.

Then one afternoon, he started
making noise like a billy goat.

Before we could catch him,
he started running

and butted his head
clean through the barn wall.

Oh, my--
And he never was same after that.

Hmm.

Sheriff. Sheriff, he's back!

Shh.

He's back at the window. Sheriff!

Sheriff, you'd better do something.
He's gonna be butting his brains out.

He's gonna do it
right here in your jail.

Sheriff. Sheriff!

Now, settle down, boy,
just settle down.

You're gonna be all right.

Where's that feel deputy of yours?
Arthur is still out there.

He just popped up
at the window again.

I know he did. But he's gone now,

and we ain't gonna let him
bother you no more.

Cyril, why aren't you out there
and trying to catch him?

What's wrong with you two?

See what I mean, sheriff?

Why don't you just lie down
and try to get some rest.

What kind of a lunatic asylum
is this anyway?

It will have to do
until we get you to a real one.

Cyril, you run down
to the stagecoach office.

You send a wire off
to Sheriff Coffee in Virginia City.

You tell him what's happened here.

You tell us you send that boy's
next-to-kin hereto claim him.

Sheriff, come quick,
there's a brawl broke out in the saloon,

and it looks like there might be
some shooting.

Oh, it's just nights like this
make me wish

I could turn in my star.

Be of stout head, lad.

Thy liberation is at hand.

What are you doing?

I've come to help you.

Don't. I don't want any of your help.

Just let them hang me or whatever
it is they wanna do with me.

Nonsense,
you'll be free in the wink of an eye.

Now, Gwendolyn, heave.
With all your might, go!

A slight miscalculation, lad,
but I'll think of something else.

Stop that. Get out of here.
I'm in enough trouble already.

Come on, lad, you're free.

Sire, I do not wish to escape.
I like it here.

I love it here, Arthur.

But I have a plan, lad,
that'll fix up everything.

It may mean the end of King Arthur
but we'll go out in blaze a glory.

Come on, lad.

Camelot awaits.

Can't do this to me. I'm a taxpayer.
Shh.

Now you get quiet, Sam.

We got a mighty sick man in there.
Shh.

Shh.

Where's this sick man
you were talking about?

Well, sir, you're looking at him.

Well.

Where's Adam?
Uh, Adam didn't get in yet, Pa.

What do you mean?

Look, Roy said that when Sheriff
Munsey got that wire of identification,

he'd be taking the afternoon stage out.

Yeah, he didn't, Pa.
Me and Joe met the stage,

he wasn't on it. As a matter of fact--

I gotta figure something out.

I gotta get Roy to send another wire.
Straighten things out once and for all.

We've already talked to Roy, Pa,

he just got another telegram
from Sheriff Munsey.

What's wrong now?

It seems the sheriff
wants us to come to fetch Adam.

Yeah.
Fetch him?

What kind of nonsense is that?

Pa, it seems like Adam
has been acting son of peculiar-like.

"Peculiar."
Now what do you mean "peculiar"?

It, uh, seems he's seeing things.

He's seeing things. And what kind
of things has he been seeing?

What kind of things
has he been seeing?

Hoss, tell him what kind of things
he's been seeing.

Well, uh, like,
knights in armor and such.

Knights in armor,
and Sheriff Munsey wired this.

Well, I'm gonna tell you something,
we're gonna fetch Adam.

And that Sheriff Munsey is gonna be
seeing things by the time I get there.

I can understand
that you might be seeing things.

I can understand you seeing things.

But I cannot believe
that Adam sees things, not him.

All right, let's go.
Why me?

Come on, let's go.

And locked up inside that jail
and he escaped?

Just like he floated through
the cell bars

and the cell door
wasn't even unlocked.

Oh, come on, that's impossible.

Well, we told you, he's crazy.

Ain't anybody tried
to track him down?

Uh, there was no point
in trying to find his trail last night.

I was just about to send Cyril
out to round up some men

for a search party
when you came busting over.

You've got yourself your
search party now, so let's get going.

We'll head out for Pennant Peak.

We can see all through
the territory from there.

Oh, Cyril,
you take care of the office.

Hey, Cyril, get on your feet.

Arthur, if this is a wild goose chase,
you're taking me on,

I'm gonna get me a screw driver
and take you apart, piece by piece.

Upon my oath, lad,
I followed the villains

and discovered their hideout
last night.

It was only
by dint of sheer willpower

I restrained myself
from swooping down

and capturing them single-handed,

but I knew how much you'd want
to share the glory of the event,

so I went back for you.

Why didn't you tell me this
back at the jail?

And have you tell that
miserably inept sheriff?

Ch, of course, it's his job
to capture a bandit, it's not ours.

A lad wouldst forego the glory
and the honor.

I wouldst and so would you.

As soon as you show me
where this hideout is,

we're gonna get back to town and
get the sheriff out here with a posse.

Then I most certainly
never tell you where it is.

Arthur,
as a king you should know that

courage should be tempered
with caution at times.

There's only two of us.

And how many of them
have you counted lately, 10, 20?

Oh, never mind
how many I've counted.

Look, if I could show you a way

that the two of us
could overcome a whole army.

Would you help? Huh?
Oh, now it's an army, huh?

That's worth a look at least.

Lad, you may win
your golden spurs yet.

Onward.
Right.

There, see them?

Look.

Juan, Juan, the stagecoach is coming.

You're sure that tin man
is not around?

I searched all over,
he's nowhere to be seen.

I hope so for his sake.

Come on, we'll stop them?
No.

We're gonna get back to town
and we'll have a posse out here,

waiting for them when they get back.
Oh, you and that sheriff of yours...

Why do you want him
to have all the fun?

I'm through arguing with you,
now come on.

No.

Arthur, I hate to use force,
but since we only have one horse.

Now look, lad,

how do you know that
the sheriff will believe you?

He hasn't in the past.

I'll take my chances.

Why don't we capture young guard

and then we'll take him back with us
as proof?

No, that won't work.

We don't know how long
the others are gonna be gone.

Now if they come back before
we can have a posse out here

waiting for him, they're gonna see
the guard missing,

they'll know something is wrong,

and they'll head for the hills.
No, Arthur, we just won't...

Arthur, come back here!

Arthur, you...

Argh!

Hail, young gatekeeper!
King Arthur has approached.

That castle is under siege, knave.

Strike thy colors,
lower the drawbridge, and yield.

After him, Gwendolyn, full tilt!
Charge!

Arthur, look out!

Huh. Zounds, lad,

the varlet was sturdier than I thought.
Ha-ha-ha.

Well, you really did it, this time,
didn't you?

By Jove, I did, didn't I?

It was lovely piece of work
if I do say so myself, heh.

All right, your majesty.

Now, you come.
Oh. Thank you.

And thank you very much.

Now go and get your rope
and let's tie him up,

while I figure out what we're gonna do
about the others when they get here.

Don't worry about anything at all,
I'll think of something.

I hope not.

Not a sign down here.
Anything up there?

Not a trace.
It's turned into a lifetime job,

we're gonna search
all them little canyons.

Sheriff Munsey, your deputy told me
I'll probably find you out this way.

Ben, you mind if I join you?
I got a stake in this too.

Hey, Pa, Sheriff Munsey,
you better come quick.

Did you find Adam?

No, but there's a stage
down the road that's been robbed.

About a quarter of a mile.
I think the driver's hurt.

Oh, he's gonna be all right, I guess.
He's beginning to move around now.

Uh, we can catch them bandits,
if we get right after them.

And they could know
something about your boy.

Sheriff.
Yeah, that's a good idea.

You make sure that
he doesn't move around, you hear me?

You folks stay right here, you'll be
all right. We'll be right back.

Sheriff,

but sheriff, wait, sheriff,
I wanna ask you something.

It'll have to wait for now, ma'am.

But I only wanted to know if you--
Sorry, Miss.

Oh.

Three times.

I told you, amigos. We'll be rich men.

We are rich!

All right, throw down your guns
and put up your hands,

or I'll pick you off one by one
like fish in a barrel.

By thunder, it worked, lad!
We got them!

Yep. All 20 of them!

Halt, you bandits!

Do I see what I think I see?

Citizens of Camelot,

thy good King Arthur
and his noble squire

return from battle with the
bluggedly highwaymen subdued.

Yeah, verily, yeah,
forsooth, noble Arthur,

thou dost surely speak a mouthful.

This is one time Adam is gonna
do some fancy explaining to me.

Hyah!

Hey, sheriff, looks like
you made yourself a real haul, ha, ha.

Hey, uh, what's that?

You tell me, and we'll both know.

Methinks I have been away
at the crusades too long.

None of my loyal subjects
seem to remember me.

So, there you are, Uncle Leo.

Do you realize
I've been looking for you for ten days.

Wa-ha-ha. Phoebe, my pet,
well, how lovely to see you.

What brings you
all the way out here?

What brings me out here?

I've been worried sick about you,
Uncle Leo,

I should've known this would happen
the day you lugged that armor home

from the antique store.

Oh, well... Ha-ha.

How did you find me?

It wasn't difficult to follow your trail.

When I came through Dawcett City,
the people there

still hadn't recovered
from your little visit.

Half of them thought
they'd seen a ghost,

and the other half thought
they'd gone crazy.

Well, it's all over now,
you're coming home with me,

before you get into
any more trouble.

So there we were, just Adam and I,

against a veritable legion of outlaws.

We knew the situation
was desperate,

and we knew that only we
could handle the job.

Well, sir, let me tell you.
Poor, darling.

He worked in a bank all of his life
and hated it.

He said his soul was dying
for want of some excitement in life.

He spent all of his time
reading adventure books.

Then after Aunt Emma died,

he decided to quit reading and
go find some adventure on his own.

He didn't wanna
live out his old age

without ever having known
any real thrills or excitement.

He's a romantic old character,
all right.

Does he do this sad of thing often?

Well, up until now, his adventures
had all been make-believe.

He'd go off for a day or two
by himself.

He'd come back with all manner
of wild stories that he had imagined.

After this last outing of his,
though, I'm really worried about him.

He keeps this sad of thing up.
Adam!

Oh, we did have a time, didn't we?

And it isn't an experience that
I would care to repeat any time soon.

Well, frankly, lad,
neither would I, heh.

But you know, for the first time
in my life, I really lived all the thrills,

the danger,
the excitement of the chase,

and the intoxicating drama of combat.

No, I wouldn't wanna do it again
mind you,

but the memories, lad, heh,

the memories I'll have
for the rest of my life.

You're gonna be content
with those memories

or stop worrying your poor little niece
here with all your disappearing?

I promise, my dear,
no more running away.

And King Arthur's word
is his sacred bond.

Thank you, Adam, Mr. Cartwright,
for all you've done.

Stage is ready to leave, Uncle Leo,
we have to go.

Very well, my dear.

Well, gentlemen, bye-bye.

Goodbye.
Take care yourself.

Right, in you go.

Oh, I almost forgot,
one more thing.

Adam, come here.

For gallant and meritorious service,

and for an understanding
and sympathetic head,

King Arthur does bestow upon thee
the noble rank of knight.

I dub thee Sir Adam.

Goodbye, King Arthur,
hail and farewell.

Charge!

Peasants.

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