— Who are you?
— What kind of a damn fool question is that? I am who I am. and I am who I was, and I am who I will always be!
— His fate and Arthur's are bound together like ivy round a tree.
— I fear he is dangerous.
— There is good cause to doubt him.
— Is there nothing I can do?
— Sometimes...to save the tree, the ivy must be cut.
The future is never clear, Merlin. You should know that by now. There are many paths. Not all lead to Camelot's ruin.
— 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.
— Are you feeling all right, Merlin?
— Quite, My Lord.
— I find more and more your face resembles the back end of a cat.
— Camelot is fortunate to have a king such as you.
— It's I that's fortunate. Camelot would be nothing were it not for the courage and loyalty of its friends.
— 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.
You are leading an honourable man to his death, Odin. You’re no king, you’re a little more than a common criminal.
— 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.
— 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.
How small you are for such a great destiny.
It's lonely to be more powerful than any man you know and have to live like a shadow.
— 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.
I swear I will protect you or die at your side.
All that power, all that beauty, abandoned, forgotten in a living grave.