Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damned english oak!
But there's no limit to the man's ambitions.
You may call me Azeem.
Can you take Lady Marian safely home?
Delaware
No samurai swords
A curse on Moors and Saracens
I heard today that the sheriff now values your neck at 500 gold pieces.
It's a personal matter, my lord. But one of vital importance.
You should be bloody well minding the other seven.
- Why? - They say the sheriff captured your father...
Did I wrong you in another life, Will Scarlett
Get him down.
Duncan!
Robin Hood?
I appreciate your concern...
But why your tree, cousin? Why not his parents’ yard? Or Karen’s, if she didn’t kill him.
Have you been spying on me, you little insect?
Oh the Turncoat
What are you...?
well done booperson! wel done bohooupchoicerson!
- Thank you, sir. AZEEM: Careful, friar.
Dear zoe
yes who are those clowns george and faye? who from the US michael and allison oh. yes who are those clowns really?
Distributing libations for the celebration of the sheriff's nuptials.
Is she worth it?
I was lost after my mother died.
Get ready.
MAN 1: Watch it, John!
How many?
- Then I now pronounce you... MAN 1: Hold!
How can I control England when I cannot even control my own county?
No blades, no bows. Leave your weapons here.
- I tried. I tried. - Cousin...
All I know is that our last words in this world were spoken in anger.
Sound
What are you going to do?
We can't pay thee what the highwayman's taken.
AZEEM: In your country, am I not the infidel?
[FANNY SCREAMING]
...but he was already dead.
...and yet you cannot even get gold through your own forest.
We suck!!!
Wait! Take us with you!
You look radiant, cousin.
- A grander scheme than this? - No, a simpler one.
What happened to your eye, Bull?
Turn around.
In my dreams alone have I imagined such a place.
Who told you to cover up?
- Why should we? - Lf you do not, we are all dead men.
Well, at least I didn't use a spoon.
- What are your intentions? - That depends on you, Locksley.
My father did.
What's her name?
This here is our river, and any man who wishes to cross must pay a tax.
- Kill him! MAN 1: To arms, swords!
Jeff, emerging from the hospital room.....
Why did you cut me free, Christian?
Well, best man, you lead this rabble?
The king shall hear of this!
Trying to have sex with the baby monitor on
I am anxious for word of my son.
This way! To the wall!
The band name...
...only perfect intentions.
Get off your damn knees!
On the hill!
Poor old fool led them straight to us.
- Does he affect us? - He precedes the Lionheart.
...holier and wiser man than thou art!
And keep the stitches small.
Husband and wife.
The Lord's finest brew for the good sheriff's fighting men.
Spirit Of Revenge Elizabeth's Secret
That there is Scarlett
Twenty?!
I now pronounce you man and wife, in the name of the Father...
AZEEM: We must go.
Why?
Your so kind Catherine Ooh my bum
[MAN YELLS]
...you must best me for it!
Is that all?
Well, then perhaps you'd do me the honor...
Hired thugs.
Haunted Hotel The Evil Inside
NO BLADE. NO BOW. LEAVE YOUR BLANTONS HERE.
The mystery is in the black powder.
Locksley!
You must travel to France immediately and put that directly in the hands of the king.
- From the North. - You mean Celts.
...then you've lost nothing.
...Robin Hood's probably dead, and I'm gonna be king, all as predicted.
Look at him.
ROBIN: Good morning, my reverend friend.
Robin of Locksley.
...who would threaten its safety and prosperity.
...than spend my life in hiding.
Damn english Oak
Christian!
This way!
Close the gate!
I had a very sad childhood. I'll tell you about it sometime.
- Oh, John! JOHN: Fanny!
MAN: Why, indeed?
My lord sheriff, is this your idea of control?!
To the end!
- I'm sorry. - Hurry! Come, Christian! Come!
[YELLS]
As you can see, I have nothing.
You gone bleeding cracked? You'd get hurt.
Fanny!
...the Son and the Holy Ghost.
Maxine to Emma
Marian!
...or any time I'm outnumbered 6 to 1.
JOHN: Lost something?
While he's away, he may lose his country.
Then why would I need you?
Brilliant.
- Why, is something amiss? - Yeah, you are. Get this out of here!
He's a whelp! This girl could best him.
I suggest you let the Moor try.
You stunted shrub! How dare you attack us?
ROBIN: I hear you, Duncan.
...worshipping the devil.
I'll do the only taking today.
Come on!
There’s alway room For one more
Welcome home, Robin.
MAN 4: You've bloodied him, John, you've bloodied him.
Because it's dull, you twit! It'll hurt more!
I will make my stand with you.
Marian.
Well Done Lofton Well done
MAN 2: You're dog's meat, son!
The years have Been kind
...frankly, sometimes...
Safe with my mother.