Prince John: Bring Sir Robin food! At once do you hear. Such impudence must support a mighty appetite.
Robin: True enough, your Highness. We Saxons have little to fatten on by the time your tax gatherers are through.
Prince John: Do you feel you are overtaxed?
Robin: Overtaxed, overworked and paid off with a knife, a club or a rope.
Marian: Why, you speak treason!
Robin: Fluently.
Bishop of the Black Canons: I'd advise you to curb that wagging tongue of yours!
Robin: It's a habit I haven't yet formed, your grace.
Copy quote link to Clipboard
  »   More Quotes from
  »   More Quotes from
  »   Back to the