Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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