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Merlin (TV Series)
With All My Heart (2012)
Colin Morgan: Merlin
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Quotes
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Mordred : Arthur's a lucky man.
Merlin : Yes.
Mordred : Not just to have Gwen, but to have you.
Merlin : He'll find someone else to do his chores soon enough.
Mordred : It was hardly a chore. That was your magic back there, wasn't it? Have no fear. I will not divulge your secret. I admire you. It can't be easy to do so much for so little reward.
Merlin : I do not seek reward.
Mordred : Recognition, then.
Merlin : My friends are safe and well, that's all I require.
Mordred : You see, Merlin, we do have something in common after all - the future of Camelot.
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[as Arthur carries Gwen and Merlin carries their supplies, Merlin feels they're being watched]
Arthur : These funny feelings of yours...
Merlin : They're not funny.
Arthur : Stupid, then. Where do they come from, you think? You still there, Merlin? Don't tell me you've gone into a sulk.
Merlin : I'm not sulking. I'm... carrying a load even a horse would struggle under.
Arthur : You do good.
Merlin : How come it wouldn't do you good?
Arthur : I'm already good.
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[Arthur sees Gwen conspiring with Morgana and draws his sword]
Merlin : [whispering] No, My Lord. Morgana's too powerful. Now's not the time.
Arthur : How could she do this?
Merlin : She's not the Gwen you love. She has fallen prey to a dark and powerful magic.
Arthur : If I lose her, I lose everything.
Merlin : We'll fine a way to bring her back, Arthur. I promise.
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Arthur : This tincture of belladonna, what are its effects?
Gaius : Patient is rendered into a deep sleep...
Arthur : Patient?
Gaius : It is generally used for the badly wounded.
Arthur : How long does it last?
Gaius : A few hours. It has to be administered several times a day to provide a continuous sleep.
Merlin : But for no more than three days.
Gaius : It is true, sire. The tincture should not be taken for an extended period.
Arthur : Or?
Merlin : The body will not tolerate it.
Arthur : Thank you, Merlin.
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Mordred : My lord, where's Merlin?
Arthur : What have you done with my servant?
Merlin : [as The Dolma] Oh... The gangly boy. Hmm...
[Arthur unsheathes his sword and moves towards The Dolma]
Merlin : If you kill me, you'll never see him again. I am an old woman. Is it not natural I seek some surety? The boy will be returned to you when we have concluded our business.
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Merlin : Aren't you forgetting something?
Arthur : [Arthur turns, looking puzzled, he checks to make sure that he has his sword] I don't think so.
Merlin : [the Dolma sighs in Exasperation, her hands on her hips] The boy!
Arthur : [after a moment, Arthur realizes what she's talking about] Ah... Ah. Of course. I thought everything had gone unusually smoothly.
Merlin : That boy was your surety, great King! Without him, your Queen would still be lost.
Arthur : I'm not sure that's quite true.
Merlin : And I say it is!
Arthur : [Arthur nods slightly but doesn't look convinced. The Dolma moves very close to him, until they're standing face to face] Right. Erm... I'm sorry. I'll give him the afternoon off.
Merlin : [THE Dolma sighs, irritated] One day, great King, you will recognize the true worth of those that surround you. Go!
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Mordred : You don't trust me, do you, Merlin?
Merlin : I believe you to be a...
[giving an ironic smile, but honest answer]
Merlin : fine knight.
Mordred : But not one to be trusted.
[Merlin listens but doesn't speak]
Mordred : It's alright. I know you have the King's best interests at heart. I only wish you'd believe that I do too. One day, I shall prove my loyalty to you and to the King. Then I hope we may be friends.
[Mordred gives a sad small smile]
Merlin : [Not looking at him, but answering honestly] I could wish for nothing more.
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Gaius : When I was young I heard talk of an ancient ritual of the old religion called The Tiana Diaga.
Merlin : Tiana Diaga?
Gaius : The Sacred Fire. The ritual used the mandrake root to bring unimaginable terror to the victim. Their screams could be heard twenty leagues away. When it was finally over, their will was no longer their own. They were slaves of the high priestesses for eternity.