Showing posts with label Mordred. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mordred. Show all posts

Sunday, 27 December 2020

Quite Frankly, Mordred, I’m getting a little •tired• of hearing about Your •Mother•....



“You were bound. 

My Mother sealed you into the ice caves for all Eternity.”



“There will be a reckoning, Ancelyn. 

I have sworn it. 

As for you, Merlin, My Mother has waited twelve centuries to face you. 

You will bow down before her this time.”



“This is no battle. 

‘Tis but a ruse, a diversion. 

My Mother hath summoned the Destroyer, the Lord of Darkness, Eater of Worlds. 

Look to your children, Merlin, for soon they shall be no more.”


“My Mother will destroy you.”


“Just between You and Me, Mordred, I’m getting a little tired of hearing about Your Mother....”

— Brig. Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart





“You just called me ‘honey’....”

“Yes, I •DID•, because, you gotta get WITH This —

Men and Women chase after each other, right...? 
RIGHT?!?!?”

“......yes, yes they do.”




MORGAINE: 
Then tell Arthur to face me with honour in single combat. 

Tell him to show himself

It's time he ceased hiding behind your coat tails, Merlin.

Time's Champion :
Arthur is Dead. 

MORGAINE: 
No. 

Time's Champion :
He's Dead, Morgaine. 

MORGAINE: 
Merlin, Prince of Deceit. 
Another Trick. 

Time's Champion :
No. 

MORGAINE: 
I..... don't believe you. 

Time's Champion :
Don't you? 

MORGAINE: 
It can't be. 

Time's Champion :
He died over a thousand years ago. 

MORGAINE
Arthur — who burned like star-fire. 

Time's Champion :
Gone. 

MORGAINE
And was as beautiful —

Where does he lie?

I would look at him one final time. 

Time's Champion : 
He's gone to dust

MORGAINE
Then I shall not even have that comfort. 

I shall never see him again. 

Arthur. 
We were together, in The Woods of Celadon. 

The air was like honey...


Time's Champion :
I'm sorry, Morgaine. 
It's over. 

(The Doctor removes the key from the nuclear missile firing controls and puts it in his breast pocket.)