Silence
Allan: "Anyone hungry?"
Robin: "Allan, Christ said – 'let the sleeping lie'. I intend to obey the lord and sleep."
Allan: "Christ also said - 'feed the hungry'."
Robin: "That he did. Good night, traitor."
(John snores)
Allan: "Not bein' funny but I'm starving, riding all the way from the castle to save your backsides..."
Will: "Robin, make him shut up."
Robin: "Allan. D'you see this?"
Allan: "What? An axe?"
Robin: "That axe will meet your face if you don't be quiet."
Allan: "I'd happily take that axe and go huntin' if it wasn't so dark."
Djaq: "Check the kitchen, I think we have some left over bread."
Allan: "Cheers, Djaq."
silence
Will: "That's out breakfast."
Djaq: "Do you want him to stop complaining or not?"
silence
Allan: "Mmh. Not bad..."
Robin: (sighs) "And Judas finishes our food."
Allan: "Judas likes your bread. Got any more?"
Robin and Djaq: "No."
silence
Allan: "This is my body..."
Djaq: "What is he doing?"
Robin: "He's quoting the Last Supper."
Djaq: "Oh, I always forget about your Christian traditions."
Allan: "This tradition, Djaq, is before Jesus died..."
Djaq: "Ah, yes. The bread symbolizes his body, yes?"
Allan: "Yeah...'ere, this is Christ's blood..."
Robin: "No, that's our wine. Don't touch it."
Allan: "I'm thirsty!"
silence
Allan: "Ere, Djaq, I can't remember you drinking wine."
Djaq: "I do if I must."
Allan: "But Saracens don't drink, do they?"
Djaq: "I drink ale – which is weaker. Although, Muslims are forbidden to touch it. One has to, sometimes, as the ale is healthier than the water in the forest."
Allan: "Ah, yeah."
silence
Allan: "Ere, Djaq, feel like gettin' tipsy?"
Robin: "Allan! Dawn is only a few hours away. Get your hands off our wine and go back to your bunk."
Allan: "Alright, alright."
silence
Allan: "Who's that?"
silence
Robin: "Allan? Are you alright?"
Allan: "I'm fine."
Robin: "Who's groaning?"
Allan: "I can 'ear it too. Hang on, where are you off to?"
Djaq: "Shh. Calm down, I'm just getting out of my bunk."
Robin: "Djaq, what's wrong?"
Djaq: "Nothing. Both of you go back to sleep."
silence
Allan: (whispers) "Psst. Robin."
Robin: "Mmmh."
Allan: "What's goin' on?"
Robin: "Djaq's got it sorted."
Allan: "Got what sorted?"
Djaq: "Be quiet, both of you. He's just fallen into a peaceful sleep."
Allan: "Who?"
Robin: "Will."
silence
Allan: "Is Will...alright?"
Djaq: "Yes."
Allan: "What was wrong?"
Djaq: "He was having a nightmare."
Allan: "Oh."
silence
Allan: "Does he get 'em a lot?"
Djaq: "He always did. But the rest of you men were always very deep sleepers, only I ever hear him."
Allan: "Ah."
silence
Allan: "That was nice of you."
Djaq: "Pardon?"
Allan: "That was nice of you – to help him."
silence
Djaq: "Allan."
Allan: "Yeah?"
Djaq: "You're lonely. You're so obviously lonely. I find it rather amusing, too, considering you are the reason behind your loneliness."
Allan: "I'm not lonely. I'm just, well, confused. I was confused. Maybe I still am -"
Djaq: (laughs) "Shut up."
silence
Allan: "I wouldn't mind someone calmin' me down when I get bad dreams."
silence
Allan: "The castle's a lonely place. Some of the guards are alright to chat to, y'know. But -"
Djaq: "You miss the camp."
Allan: "Obviously. I miss the gang."
Djaq: "You miss us."
Allan: "Yeah. I miss Much's fussing and your disgusting tonic things."
silence
Allan: "I miss you."
Djaq: "I miss you, too. Now, I think we should salvage the small amount of sleep we have left before the troups arrive at dawn."
Allan: "Yeah. Night."
Djaq: "Good night."
Allan: "See you in the mornin'."
