Black Knight: I move for no man.
Arthur: So be it.
[Sword fight between Arthur and the Black Knight starts. Black Knight takes a swing, blocked by Arthur, who proceeds to cut his arm off]
Arthur: Now stand aside worthy advisory.
Black Knight: Tis but a scratch.
Arthur: A scratch? You're arm's off.
Black Knight: No it isn't.
Arthur: Well what's that?
Black Knight: I've had worse.
Arthur: You liar.
Black Knight: Come on ya pansy.
[Fight continues, Black Knight charges at Arthur. Arthur swings sword and cuts Black Knight's arm off.]
Arthur: Victory is mine. We think thy Lord, that in thy merc...
Black Knight: Huh [kicks Arthur over. Kicks him on ground.] C'mon then.
Black Knight: Have at you.
Arthur: You are indeed brave, Sir Knight, but the fight is mine.
Black Knight: Oh, had enough, eh? [prancing around Arthur.]
Arthur: Look you stupid b***ard, you've got no arms left.
Black Knight: Yes I have.
Black Knight: Just a flesh wound. [Kicks Arthur in the butt.]
Arthur: Look, stop that!
Black Knight: Chicken. [Kick.] Chicken.
Arthur: Look, I'll have your leg.
[Black Knight goes to kick him, Arthur swings sword and his leg comes off.]
Black Knight: Right, I'll do you for that.
Arthur: You'll what?
Black Knight: Come here.
Arthur: What you gonna do? Bleed on me?
Black Knight: I'm invincible.
Arthur: You're a loony.
Black Knight: The Black Knight always triumphs. Have at you. C'mon then.
[Arthur swings sword and takes out his other leg, Black Knight falls to ground.]
Black Knight: Alright, we'll call it a draw.
Arthur: Come Patsy.
Black Knight: Ohoh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow b***tards, come back here I'll give what's coming to you. I'll bit your legs off.