Legolas
Final count... forty-two.
Gimli
Forty-two. That's not bad for a pointy-eared Elvish princeling. I myself am sitting pretty on forty-three.
Legolas
[Legolas frowns, and almost in a blink of the eye shoots the orc Gimli is sitting on]
Forty-three.
Gimli
He was already dead!
Legolas
He was twitching.
Gimli
He was twitching...?! 'Cause he's got my axe embedded in his nervous system! [to exemplify this, he tilts his axe, and the dead orc twitches again]
