Merlin – Series Quotes [Season 5]

— What actually happened?
— The usual. I saved your neck.
— You saved me?
— Yes. And I can juggle. I keep telling you I have many talents.

Two long years I’ve known nothing but darkness. Patience and I are old friends.

— I can't find my comb.
— Have you looked?
— Everywhere.
— Must've been under something.
— Your nose?
— You just have this way of seeing things.
— Yes, two of them. They're called eyes.

— Arthur! Stop. Think about what you’re doing. What good will this achieve? How many times have you talked about uniting this land? Will killing this man make that dream any closer?
— He is right. This is no answer.
— Finish it. Finish it and be done.
— And what then? Your people will seek they’re revenge. A war without an end.
— There is no other way.
— There is another way. In return for your life, you must restore Rodor to the throne of Nemeth.
— Even if I agreed, it solves nothing. What about us, Pendragon?
— A truce. Binding our kingdoms to peace.
— Never.
— Is this what you want? To die here, now know you condemn this land to war. Odin, you cannot let it end like this. The blood will never wash off.
— You killed my son!
— You killed my father! We have both lost much at the others hand. Let us loose no more, I am offering you the chance to end this. Take it. Take it!
— So be it. A truce it is.

— What happened to the young boy who came into my chambers just a few years ago?
— He grew up, and he learned the meaning of duty.

— If only we had a horse.
— Or a pig.
— You can't ride a pig.
— No, but we can roast it... with carrots, parsnip and apples.
— Merlin...
— No, you're right. We won't waste those apples. We'll put them in a pie.
— Stop it.

— The King of Camelot. You will fetch a handsome price. Alive or dead. Any last requests?
— Let my servant go. He doesn't deserve to die like this.
— If you're going to kill him, you'll have to kill me first.
— Merlin! Step aside.
— You know I never do as I'm told.

— This mission, sire...
— ...is too dangerous, so I shouldn't go.
— Yeah... You're thinking the same thing?
— No. I'm thinking that's exactly what you always say, but here I am, two legs, two arms, my own teeth.

— I am not my father.
— No.
— Then why do they judge me so?
— I'm not sure I'm the person to ask.
— I am asking you, Merlin, man to man.
— Well, perhaps they feel you're worthy enough to BE judged.
— What do you mean by that?
— Judgment is wasted on a man who won't listen.
— You think I should take them seriously.
— I think you already have.

— And theft means my pies.
— Your pies? Why on earth would anyone want to steal your godforsaken pies?
— My pies are the talk of Camelot.
— Oh. Yes, indeed they are — a crust like rusted iron, a filling like last year's horse dung, and the smell — oh, yes — just like the guard house's latrine!
— No one insults my pies and gets away with it!
— Oh, I'm sorry. Should I speak instead of your poisonous flans — like vomit, curdling in the noonday sun — or your dumplings? The king, himself, likened them to freshly lain frog spawn wrapped in pig snot!

— Where is he?
— He's gone out in pursuit of a young agrimonia. A noble but shy plant, not easy to find. It could take him all day.
— All day?!
— It is invaluable, sire. It's properties open up both the liver and the spleen.
— He's in the tavern, isn't he?
— No, sire!
— Well, when he's finished opening up his liver and his spleen, tell him he has exactly one hour to sober up and get to my chambers.

— He's not in danger. He's seeing a girl.
— Merlin?
— Gaius, I'm sorry, but there is no reason to worry.
— Except for the poor girl.

— It is both a blessing and... a curse. Is there anything you wish to ask me?
— No. I don't think it would be good.
— You are wise, Emrys. Your wisdom will live long in the minds of men.

— How can a serving girl understand what it means to be queen?
— Guinevere is wise and strong, and I trust her more than anyone.
— And that is your weakness. You put too much trust in other people. You and you alone must rule Camelot.
— I would rather not rule at all than rule alone.