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A short battle ensues, where Arthur, relatively unencumbered by armor, easily dodges the slow and heavy strikes by the black knight. Finally, Arthur dodges a strike, steps aside, and cuts the black knight’s left arm off with his sword. Blood spurts from the knight’s open shoulder.

Arthur: Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
Black Knight: ‘Tis but a scratch.
Arthur: A SCRATCH? Your arm’s off!
Black Knight: No it isn’t!
Arthur: Well what’s that then? (pointing to the arm lying on the ground)
Black Knight: I’ve had worse.
Arthur: You LIAR!
Black Knight: Come on, you pansy!

There follows an even shorter foray, at the end of which Arthur easily cuts
off the black knight’s right arm, causing it and the black knight’s sword to
drop to the ground. Blood spatters freely from the stump.

Arthur: Victory is mine!
(kneeling, praying) We thank thee Lord, that in thy mercy–
He is kicked onto his side by the black knight.

Black Knight: Come on, then! (kicks Arthur again)
Arthur: (on the ground) What?!?
Black Knight: (kicking him again) Have at you!
Arthur: (getting up) You are indeed brave, sir knight, but the fight
is mine!
Black Knight: Ohhh, had enough, eh?
Arthur: Look, you stupid bastard, you’ve got no arms left!
Black Knight: Yes I have!
Arthur: LOOK!!!
Black Knight: Just a flesh wound! (kicking Arthur again)
Arthur: Look, STOP that!
Black Knight: Chicken!!! Chicken!!!!!!!
Arthur: Look, I’ll have your leg!
(The Black Knight continues his kicking)
Arthur: RIGHT! (He chops off the black knight’s leg with his sword)
Black Knight: (hopping) Right! I’ll do you for that!
Arthur: You’ll *WHAT*?
Black Knight: Come ‘ere!
Arthur: (tiring of this) What’re you going to do, bleed on me?
Black Knight: I’m *INVINCIBLE*!!!
Arthur: You’re a looney….
Black Knight: The Black Knight ALWAYS TRIUMPHS! Have at you!!
(hopping around, trying to kick Arthur with his one remaining
leg)

Arthur shrugs his shoulders and, with a mighty swing, removes the Black
Knight’s last limb. The Knight falls to the ground. He looks about,
realizing he can’t move.

Black Knight: Okay, we’ll call it a draw.
Arthur: Come, Pasty! (they “ride” away)