Robin Hood

& Robin: Let's do that. Well, that's the thing, little man. This is not a game of luck. It's about the science of memory and a quick hand. Three choices. Right, left, or middle.


& King Richard The Lionheart about Robin Longstride: Honest, brave and naive. There is your Englishman.


& Little John: If we arrive at the King's ship with his crown, we'll be accused of murder.
    Robin: How do you know that the knights you see walking about are actually knights at all? There is no difference between a knight and any other man aside from what he wears. All we need is about us. Armor, helmets, swords, and we make England wealthy men with horses and gold. Fate has smiled upon us at last. And I, for one, shall not turn my back on her.


& Robin: Our beloved King is dead.
    Captain: Long live the King.


& Robin: We can't repay our good luck with bad grace. It invites darkness.

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& Sir Walter Loxley: You've taken a long road to bring this to me. I cannot decide whether that makes you trustworthy... Or manipulative. Marion, I'm merely trying to gauge* the quality of the man we have as our guest. Is he handsome?
    Marion: Yes. In the way that yeomen sometimes are when they are sober.


& Friar* Tuck: Home brew. If l wasn't the village priest, I'd try for the village drunkard*.


& Robin: This is rich country. Where's your cattle and your sheep?
    Marion: Sold, eaten, stolen, traded. We've had seven lean years. Our meat now is rabbit or wild pig on a lucky day.
    Robin: And deer?
    Marion: If you're willing to risk your neck to the King's executioner. Every deer in the land belongs to His Majesty.
    Robin: These things are God's gifts first before the King's possessions. If it's illegal for a man to fend for himself how then can he be a man in his own right?
    Marion: Welcome home, sir.


& Tuck: My advice is to plant it now, by moonlight.
    Robin: Why is that, good friar?
    Tuck: When it sprouts, I can claim it as a miracle from God. The Church in York would never deny a miracle.


& Marion: ...And that was my married life to a man I hardly knew.
    Robin: A good knight.
    Marion: It was short but sweet.
    Robin: No, I meant, he was a good knight.


& Marion: I thought you had left.
    Robin: The fields have been planted. I didn't want to wake you.
    Marion: How did you find the seed?
    Robin: If you have to ask, it's not a gift.


& Robin: If you're trying to build for the future, you must set your foundation strong. The laws of this land enslave people to its king, a king who demands loyalty but offers nothing in return. I have marched from France to Palestine and back. And I know in tyranny lies only failure.
    You build a country like you build a cathedral, from the ground up. Empower every man and you will gain strength.
    If Your Majesty were to offer justice, justice in the form of a charter of liberties, allowing every man to forage for his hearth*, to be safe from conviction without cause or prison without charge, to work, eat and live on the sweat of his own brow and be as merry as he can then that king would be great. Not only would he receive the loyalty of his people but their love, as well.
    King John: So what would you have? Hmm? Castle for every man?
    Robin: Every Englishman's home is his castle. What we would ask, Your Majesty, is liberty. Liberty by law!


& Marion: Once before I said goodbye to a man going to war. He never came back.
    Robin: Ask me nicely.



-- Dict:
gauge — оценивать; измерять
Friar — Монах
drunkard — пьяница
hearth — домашний очаг


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! [Думал, что] Из всех встречавшихся интерпретаций и вариаций на тему, эта — лучшая.

~ А оказалось, что это ... вступление в легенду. Ну, пусть.