Arthur: Here! Come and join me. This table belonged to the ancient kings of Camelot. A round table afforded no one man more importance than any other. They believed in equality in all things. So, it seems fitting that we revive this tradition now. Without each of you, we would not be here.
Arthur: Who’s there!
Merlin: *whispers* Oferbrædels ahries.
*Spell drops the canopy onto Arthur’s head and he falls off his bed*
*Man chops a training dummy’s head off with axe*
Merlin: Tell me he can’t use that in the contest.
Arthur: He can use what he likes, it’s an open tournament.
Merlin: What about the *tsk* Knight’s Code?
Arthur: Counts for nothing. The only rule is: there are no rules.
*Nollar throws hatchet into target, almost hitting Merlin*
Merlin: Yeah, you’re right. There’s nothing to worry about.
Merlin: I thought…because she has magic, I thought we were the same.
Kilgharrah: In some ways you are.
Merlin: No. I will never be like her.
Kilgharrah: You have learnt an important lesson, Merlin. Your determination to see goodness in people will be your undoing. But I fear that your futures are now joined forever. She is the darkness to your light, the hatred to your love.
Merlin: Rise and shine!
Arthur: Can’t you think of anything new to say?
Arthur: Every morning it is the same thing.
Merlin: Oh, I’m sorry. How about: shake a leg? Up and at ‘em? Let’s have you lazy daisy…? No, you don’t like any of them, do you?
*Arthur shakes his head*
Geoffrey: By the power vested in me, I crown thee Morgana Pendragon, Queen of Camelot.
Gaius: It’s an Eye of the Phoenix.
Gaius: Some call it the Firebird. It’s eye burns with a fire that consumes the life force of anybody it comes in contact with.
Arthur: You will be ready by sunrise, won’t you Merlin?
Merlin: If I don’t know where we’re going, how do I know what to pack? Will it be hot? Will it be cold? Will it be wet? Will it be dry?
Arthur: Don’t be such a girl, Merlin. We’re not going on holiday.
Merlin: Holiday? What’s a holiday?
Arthur: Show yourself. Who are you?
Merlin: I am… *Merlin spins around* Dragoon! The Great!
Merlin: He has to decide upon a quest.
Gwen: Crouching on his knees all night’s going to help?
Merlin: Yes. He has to transcend his body so that the quest is revealed to him in a vision.
Gwen: And you’re going to stay here and watch him?
Merlin: Gwen, this is one of the most important days in a prince’s life.
*cut to Merlin snoring and sleeping on the floor*