Hiss: Sire! Sire! They may be bandits.
Prince John: Oh, poppycock. Female bandits? What next? Rubbish.
Prince John: I sentence آپ to sudden, instant, and even immediate death!
Marian: Oh, no. Please. Please, sire. I beg of آپ to spare his life. Please have mercy.
Prince John: My dear, emotional lady, why should I?
Marian: Because I love him, Your Highness.
Prince John: Love him? And does this prisoner return your love?
Robin Hood: Marian, my darling, I love آپ مزید than life itself.
Little John: [as Sir Reginald] Ah, milord, the esteemed royal sovereign of the realm. The head man himself....
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