Alfred: Do you take constructive criticism?
Uhtred: No, only cash or Bebbanburg.
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Uhtred: I am a person that likes to think things through.
Finan: Since when? I once saw you eat a marshmallow that was still on fire.
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Odda the Elder: How is it going, Lord?
Alfred: I have this headache that comes and goes.
Uhtred *suddenly dashes into the chamber*: WAS ANYBODY GOING TO TELL ME WHAT THE HELL WAS HAPPENING?!
Alfred: There it is again.
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Finan: Everyone shush. The adults are talking.
Osferth: Uh…Finan?
Sihtric: You’re talking yourself
Finan: Thats cause I’m the only adult here
Uhtred: Rude
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Kiara: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-
Kovu: It was me...
Kiara: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.
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Uhtred: I have an idea
Finan: No arson
Uhtred: I no longer have an idea
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Alfred: Thank you for saving Wessex, Uhtred. As return, I shall grant you one wish. You may speak what you desire.
Uhtred: I would be gladly humping you, my lord.
Alfred: Not a chance. You should have known that’s blasphemy. Speak another.
Uhtred: Then I want Bebbanburg, my lord.
Alfred:
Alfred: We shall meet in my room after the pray then.
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Simba: I sort of did something and I need some advice, but I don't want a lot of judgment and criticism.
Scar: And you came to me?
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incorrect quotes 43/?
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*at a zoo*
Sihtric: What are they in for?
Finan: Sihtric, this isn't prison.
Sihtric: So they can leave?
Finan: No, but-
Sihtric, pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.
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Simba: [crying]
Kion: What's wrong, dad? Are you picturing my future again?
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Rando Dane: We have already sent spies back to your camp
Sihtric: Y/N is there…
RD: ah, maybe they’ll take turns then
Osferth: take turns in what? Getting stabbed?
Finan: They’re dead by now. Hopefully it was quick this time.
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Leofric: one day you'll lose at something, and it will hurt you more.
Uthred: How's that?
Leofric: You never lost at anything, and I'll be there.
Uthred: Oh, I'm sure. To gloat.
Leofric: ... to pick you up.
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