Folk caught up in a riot aren't our cousins and sisters, our brothers and uncles. They are part of a big animal with many arms and claws, armed with stones and sticks.
Lord Raoul asked me to tell you that if you get yourself killed, he will never speak to you again.
As long as there's life, there's hope.
But, Sergeant Osbern, Sir, I like my head.
Every now and then I like to do as I'm told, just to confuse people.
I think it's fair rude to make him a tree and not know what kind he is.