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Will Scarlett: It's good to have you back, Much.
Much: Good to have you back, *my lord* Much.
Allan A Dale: That is going to get really annoying.
Much: That's going to get really annoying, *my lord*. It is really annoying, but I'm sorry. I like it.
Eve: You could stay here... with me.
Much: I belong with Robin.
Eve: If I were Robin Hood, I would never leave your side.
Much: I saw him. Robin. He visited me here.
Eve: Really?
Much: There's something I should tell you. Robin... This is top secret... Robin has found...
Eve: Yes?
Much: Nothing.
Eve: Thank you.
Much: Why?
Eve: For not telling me what Lady Marian asked you to tell me.
Much: I knew she was wrong about you.
Eve: Oh, Much. She was right. Of course I'm working for the Sheriff.
Much: Oh.
Eve: But tell me whatever it is you want him to hear.
Eve: I don't know how to be around you.
Much: ...You could have a bath.
[
Eve stands and begins to undress]
Much: [
Much nearly chokes on his wine]
Much: NO! Wear a bath shirt and pour *yourself* a bath!
Eve: [
Laughs] I'm sorry!
[
Laughs]
Will Scarlett: It's good to have you back, Much.
Much: That's "My Lord" Much.
Will Scarlett: Oooh, this is gonna get *really* annoying.
Much: [
correcting him] It's gonna get really annoying, "My Lord".
Robin Hood: [
Shudders and cries out in mock torment]
Much: When I was in the Holy Land, I would find myself craving something. I thought it was hunger- it was hunger, most of the time, but sometimes... I would find it was not in the stomach... but... in the heart.
Eve: Your song's a bit sad too.
Eve: You are a good man.
Much: You are the bravest... lovliest girl I have ever met.
Eve: ...When will I see you again?
Much: When there is justice again, I will come and find you.
[
Eve kisses him]
Much: Perhaps before...
Much: Robin will thank you from his heart for this.
Eve: I did not do this for Robin Hood.
[
pause]
Eve: I did it for you.
Much: All I did was listen to him.
Robin Hood: Maybe that's the real magic, then- listening.
[
He slowly walks away, whistling]
Much: Well... Then why don't you listen to me more then, Master?
[
Robin continues whistling]
Much: Master?
Robin Hood: [
as if he only just noticed Much was talking to him] What? Did you say something?
Much: Unbelievable! You talk to me about listening, and then you don't even listen to me!
Robin Hood: ...Pardon?
Much: I *said*, you talk to me about listening, and then...
[
Robin laughs as Much catches on]
Robin Hood: Oh, come off it, Much!
Much: No, you never listen to me!
Robin Hood: I *do* listen to you!
[
They continue to argue]
Robin Hood: [
Fade out]
Much: So you find this man trying to burn down a church... and you save him and not the church?
Robin Hood: Yes, Much, because I could not fit the *church* on my horse!
Much: [
to Harold, just after he's woken up in the cage] That's for your safety... Well, ours, really.
Harold: What did I do this time?
Much: Well, let's just say you ruined the kebabs.
Much: Aside from being a *woman*, Djak is one of the lads.
Much: That's a gift?
Saracen Prince: Well, it was a peace offering.
Allan A Dale: Peace? Let's stick needles in his head and see how he likes it.
Saracen Prince: And this is what happens when cousins marry.
Much: ...in fact, I can feel a song coming on...
Robin Hood: No, no song! Absolutely no song!
Much: It would be a cheery song
Robin Hood: ...and it would be a tragedy too... A tragedy for you to have survived the Turk, and made it within a few miles of Locksley, only to be killed by your own master!
Much: You know it is lucky I do not readily take offense... a smaller man would be offended... a smaller man would be wounded.
Robin Hood: ...and a cleverer man would sing fewer songs!
Much: We are home unscathed, well, scathed, very scathed, but happy, and hungry. Mostly hungry.
Robin Hood: [
Marian has just pointed an arrow at them after trying to visit her father] Interesting.
Much: Interesting? It was unbelieveable! And he used to treat us like... Like sons!
Robin Hood: She is still unmarried.
Much: Oh. And I thought you had come to see the old sheriff!
Robin Hood: I did!
Much: Oh, please.
Much: Where is everybody? Funny, Wednesday used to be market day.
Robin Hood: I think Wednesday might still be market day.
Much: War is for... for men. You would be upset, little one.
Serving Girl: Yeah? I heard that dying men always ask for their mums.
Much: You just want everyone to love you.
Robin Hood: No, I do not want to be branded a killer. It is different.
Much: You want to be loved! And I'll tell you something, it's not fair. I love you, but no one gives me any food. Yet people who do not love you are fed.
Robin Hood: Oh, Much.
Much: No, the world is wrong. We're feeding people who do not love us and saving a man who wants us dead... I've changed my mind. I no longer love you. Now can I eat?
Much: You just want everyone to love you.
Much: No! I do not want to be branded a killer. It is different.
Much: You want to be loved! But I tell you something, it's not fair. I love you but no-one gives me any food. Yet people who do not love you are fed.
Robin Hood: Oh, Much.
Much: The world is wrong. We're feeding people who do not love us and saving a man who wants us dead. I've changed my mind, I no longer love you. Now can I eat?
Marian: [
Robin has just reopened the mill and is surrounded by a joyful crowd] He has to have the glory, doesn't he?
Much: No...
[
smiling]
Much: I think he just wants to be loved.
[
Marian smiles]
[
the guards dragging Much away at Marian's wedding to Guy]
Much: [
yelling] He needs you! Marian!
Little John: Her, we liked.
Robin Hood: Her, we loved. Her, I loved. I loved her, and I never told her.
Much: Well, she knew.
Little John: A good day...
Much: What?
Little John: A good day... to die.
Much: What?
Little John: [
Shrugs] It's a saying.
[
Runs into battle]
Much: [
Watching John go] I *hate* sayings.
Much: [
as he fixes breakfast] I wonder what Marian would like to eat.
[
to Djaq]
Much: What do girls eat?
Djaq: [
Fiddling with some herbs in a bowl] Special Girl-Food.
Much: [
as he is applying pressure to Marian's wound, as well as holding his finger in the wound] I'm just pushing, right?
Djaq: Yes.
Much: [
pause] Should I feel her heartbeat?
Djaq: Yes.
[
Much looks at her, distraught]
Djaq: [
Djaq rushes to Marian and raise her fist]
Much: [
Stopping her] You'll hurt her!
Djaq: Trust me! Where she is right now, she can't feel a thing!
[
Djaq begins repeatedly pounding Marian's chest]
Much: [
Feeling Marian's pulse in the wound] YES! YES!
Djaq: ALLAH BE PRAISED!
Much: [
Throwing his arms in the air] ALLAH BE PRAISED!
Little John: [
Raising his staff in the air] ALLAH BE PRAISED!
Djaq: Put your finger back in!
[
Much puts his finger back in the wound]
Much: Bats. I hate bats. Bats are rats. Rats with wings.
Djaq: No, they're intelligent. Bats make noises you cannot hear.
Allan A Dale: What's the point of that? Noises you can't hear?
Much: What if there was a noise nobody could hear? And then if you were the only person in the world who could hear it. Because I am that person. To see sense where others see nonsense. Just like the bat. I take it back. I like the bat! The bat is my friend. The bat understands me.
Much: [
as he and Djak run away from the Sheriff's guards] -and you know where you can stick your PIKE too!
Robin Hood: [
Disguised as a guard, sneaking up on Much and Djak, who are following his orders from a previous scene and waiting for him with two horses] Oi! What do you think you're doing?
Much: Um... Uh... My horse... is lame, sir, and... I just thought I'd... rest him... here, and... uh...
[
He and Djak draw their swords and lunge at the "guard"]
Robin Hood: [
Ripping off his helmet] It's me! It's me!
Much: DON'T... *DO* THAT!
[
preparing to ambush two travelers in the forest]
Bull: You take the one on the left.
Much the Miller's Son: Which one's left?
[
Bull wiggles his right hand]
Much the Miller's Son: Oh... which one are you taking?
Bull: What do you mean, which one am I taking? If you're taking the one on the left, I'm taking the one on the right.
Much the Miller's Son: Which one's right?
Bull: The one that...
[
he pauses, confused]
Bull: We'll just jump out together.
[
after Sarah and Marian get the better of Bull and his companion, they bring them to meet Robin]
Robin of Locksley: What happened to your eye, Bull?
Bull: We were set upon by, like, ten...
Much the Miller's Son: Uh, 12!
Bull: 15 large, big lads.
Sarah: Oh, yeah?
Bull: Yeah!
Sir Guy of Gisbourne: What is your name?
Much-the-Miller's-Son: A better one than yours!
[
Much is just leaving to head Dickon off]
Much-the-Miller's-Son: [
to Bess] Come on, lass! Give us a kiss and wish me luck!
[
Bess kisses him and then smacks his face]
Bess: 'Urry up and take that ugly face of yours out of 'ere!
[
Much turns to go]
Bess: [
gently] Oh no. You will be careful, won't ye?
Much-the-Miller's-Son: Ha, of course I will!
Little John: Well Shot! He's eaten his last lamb. Worth a bit too. The Lord'll give us six pennies for his head.
Much: Six pennies for a wolf's head?
Little John: Aye, a wolf's head. Ours were worth more.
Will Scarlet: [
afraid they might have caught lepracy] I got it for sure! I'll kill myself!
Much: We might be lucky...
Will Scarlet: Lucky? You might be. You might be lucky. Not me, not with my luck! I got it! I know i've got it!
[
Djaq is hiding behind a rock a little way from Much, who is sitting in front of an unlighted fire. She lights the fire using her glass]
Much: [
gasps] A sign! Which means I have to fast...
[
Djaq throws a dead rabbit on the ground next to Much]
Much: Except God wants me to eat!
[
Djaq throws another dead rabbit]
Much: Quite a lot!
Robin Hood: [
Laughs] Djaq. Come and join us.
Much: Sir, what did he see in the book that made him go mad?
Joshua de Talmont: His own wickedness?
Much: [
Little John and the others have just returned from an attempt to rescue Djaq, during which they were forced to slide into a waste pile] You... STINK! HAHA!
Much: We are also against the Sheriff!
Roy: What do you want, a medal?
Much: The King won't mind. Not ONE deer. He's got plenty, the King has. I'd tell him I was hungry.
Robin of Loxley: And he'd say: It's better to be hungry and have both your hands.
Much: Both my hands?
Robin of Loxley: And then he'd lock one off. So you'd remember what he'd said.