Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And you, all of you, were free from your first breath!
The Romans have broken their word.
He died in battle?
l cannot follow you, Lancelot.
The right to choose our own destiny.
For our part, the Church has deemed such beliefs innocence,
Land that called us ever homewards
First thing l will do when l get home is find a beautiful Sarmatian woman to wed.
You are a hero.
Bishop Germanius.
- l'd rather stay and fight. - You'll get your chance soon enough.
but suicide cannot be chosen for another!
You mean they refused to be your serfs!
Rus!
Sir, l'm here to escort you to the fortress hall.
Arthur? Who is this Arthur?
You're free.
Does this really work?
Father, please let loose your sword.
So Rome is leaving. The Saxon is come.
- Why would they not attack? - Merlin doesn't want us dead.
We have waged a war to protect a Rome that does not exist.
Are you challenging me?
- And yet you choose death for this family! - No, l choose life!
No.
He's got a plan, this Roman.
- lt's a part of you. lt's in your blood. - No, no, no. No.
You stayed and fought when you didn't have to.
l'm Ganis. l'm a good fighter and l'm smart. l'd serve you proudly.
It means we have to cross behind Saxon Iines, but that's the one we shouId take.
Tell me. Do you believe in this mission?
we made our way and reported to our Roman commander in Britain,
What a bloody mess
On this day.
Arthur, you fight for a world that will never exist.
and is curious to know if your knights have converted to the word of Our Savior or...?
Oh, of course.
- They're all pagans here! - So are we.
lt is a wonder you have come.
Love, Arthur.
Never liked looking over my shoulder anyway.
You help or you die.
Save your prayers boy. your god dosnt live here
Don't be afraid. l will return.
lf you want to challenge me, you have to have a sword in your hand.
Most of the food we grow is sent out by sea to be sold.
- Sing about home. - Don't drop the baby.
now the only place north of the Loire which remained unsubdued.
Let us not forget that we are the fortunate ones.
No...
Yeah, yeah. We're all going to die someday.
They do, but they occasionally venture south.
Go.
Arthur and his knights.