Gwen: I saw what آپ did earlier. The people owe آپ a debt of gratitude.
Arthur: The people owe me nothing. My father is still going to impose the tax.
Gwen: Will he not be persuaded?
Arthur: Not سے طرف کی me. He can't stand the sight of me.
Gwen: That's not true. The King loves you.
Arthur: آپ should have heard the way he spoke to me.
Gwen: I'm sure he was angry but you're still his son. Everyone appreciates what آپ did. They know آپ tried and they won't forget that.
Arthur: Maybe he's right. One دن I will be the King of Camelot. I cannot be a friend to the people as well as their ruler.
Gwen: That's not true and you'll prove it when آپ become King. You've a kind heart, Arthur. Don't ever change. Not for anyone
*The Witchfinder*
Gwen: Arthur, you've got to stop this!
Arthur: I can't, Gwen. آپ know I can't.
Gwen: Merlin has proof that Gaius is innocent.
Arthur: My father has already passed sentence. There's nothing I can do.
Gwen: آپ can do the right thing, Arthur Pendragon! آپ can دکھائیں some faith in a loyal friend, یا آپ can stand سے طرف کی and watch an innocent man die.
Arthur: Guinevere...
Gwen: آپ did it once before to my father. Are آپ really willing to let it happen again? And آپ can stop looking at me like that, I know I'm only a servant. I thought آپ were a prince. So start behaving like one!
*Sweet Dreams*
Gwen: What is it, Arthur? آپ look like آپ have something on your mind.
Arthur: (Sighs) آپ read me like a book. I have made a fool of myself, that's all. That's...everything.
Gwen: I'm sure that is not true.
Arthur: آپ have a good heart, Guinevere, but I'm afraid it is. I have made...a gesture, and it was not well received.
Gwen: You're sure?
Arthur: Pretty sure.
Gwen: Then آپ are wrong.
Arthur: آپ are very close to the lady in question.
Gwen: Your token was much appreciated. But the situation is delicate and it is not always easy to express what is really in one's heart.
Arthur: آپ think there's hope?
Gwen: There is always hope.
Arthur: Guinevere, آپ will wish me luck?
Gwen: Will I?
Arthur: Haven't آپ heard?
Gwen: Oh, yes, I've heard. Though sadly not from your lips. I wish آپ could have been مزید honest with me, Arthur (Leaves)
Arthur: What's she talking about?
Arthur: Have آپ come to wish me good luck? I really don't think I need it any more.
Gwen: No, Arthur, I have not come to wish آپ luck.
Arthur: Well, honestly, that's rather rude.
Gwen: Then let me make amends.
(She kisses him and once unenchanted he returns the kiss. When the kiss is broken, Arthur feels the physical pain of his fight wounds and realizes that there's something going on)
Arthur: What am I doing?
Gwen: You're in a fight. To the death. You're losing.
Arthur: But...
Gwen: (Stroking his face) There is no time to explain. Just... live for me, Arthur. That's all I ask right now.
Arthur: Merlin, if anything should happen to me, look after Gwen. The world may think she is just a servant, dispensable, but she's not dispensable to me.
Arthur: I'm sorry for... what I put آپ through.
Gwen: No. آپ have nothing to apologise for. I, too, have caused my fair share of hurt.
Arthur: آپ must believe that my feelings for...Vivian... were not real. I've never loved another.
Gwen: But one دن آپ will. One دن آپ will find your real princess. One دن آپ will be King of Camelot. And I cannot be your Queen.
Arthur: آپ don't know that.
Gwen: I am as sure of that as آپ are.
Arthur: Things may change.
Gwen: Well, until they do... (Bows) My lord.
(Arthur leaves)
