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My duty is also to my men.
There is only free will.
- She gave me fleas. - You better hope they're fleas.
As many as tried to kill me. It's the natural state of any man to want to live.
- Enough. Enough! - l've got something to live for!
My brave knights I have failed you.
Someone who goes by the name of Artorius.
Half people.
Ah.
Do you not hear the drums?
My Brave Knights I Have Failed You My Brave Players You Must Go On Without Me
l will choose my own fate!
Young Alecto, let me see you.
They know we're after them.
You're a traitor to your own people.
- Dag! - Cover him.
Where?
- Kindly get out of my way! - You have triumphed!
You have a choice.
Then save your anger for them.
except in your dreams.
Well, if this woman of Gawain's is as beautiful as he claims,
For you.
They're coming from the south, trying to cut off our escape.
- You're safe. - Stop what you are doing!
He has seen what awaits you, and he will protect you.
- Come on, get back to work! - Back to work!
Where's my Gilly? Gilly.
A dark magician, some say.
- It is your destiny. - There is no destiny.
But, of course, it is to be expected.
I'll take the main army to the wall. Bring the famiIy there.
Jols!
Jols, find him a horse.
Lancelot, we are knights.
In nomine Dei Patris omnipotentis et in virtute Spiritus Sancti.
ls that the deed l am to be judged by?
When we get to the wall you will be punished for this heresy.
We will go home We will go home...
And then...
Never this!
Nothing.
Will you defy the Pope, Arthur?
Lancelot!
for the next time you see it, it will be the last thing you see on this earth.
Arthur. Guinevere.
And that each of us has the right to choose his own destiny.
Hey.
The famiIy we can protect, but we're wasting our time with all these peopIe.
Help this man.
Listen, if you're so eager to die, you can die right now!
Stand down.
Alas, we are all but players in an ever-changing world.
East
They must die as an exampIe!
No more god than the creature you're sitting on.
I did not wish her dead.
And the women?
Get drunk.
- ln private. - We have no secrets.
Arthur, who are all these peopIe?
Some people would call that freedom.
Thank you.
Hold the ranks! Hold the ranks, or l kill you myself!
The Romans have left you.
Good Jesus. Arthur and his knights.
Or l'll cut it out.