Now that you've robbed us and had your fill of insulting us, we wish to leave. Come, Lady Marian.

My own men will escort my Lady. But before you take leave of her, it might be as well if you thanked her for saving your life.

My life?

Do you think you would've left this forest alive if it hadn't been for her presence here? Peter! Errol! Take six men guide our loyal host and his nervous friend to the Nottingham road.

But our... our horses? Our... our clothes?

You'll return to Nottingham as you are, on foot. This, Sir Guy, will at least be a lesson to you in humility if not in mercy. The rest of your people will be returned tomorrow.

But the Lady Marian?

You'd best be started, before I've a change of mind.

[Robin's men draw their swords] [to Sir Guy]

I think we'd better go!