Dr. Who:
Of course! Did you hear what that man called... called him? The Saracens. Malek Ric! Yes! That was the name the Saracens had for King Richard. Coeur de Lion - Malek Ric.
El Akir:
Let him go. He is a lion without claws!
William des Preaux:
As for you, I can make no guess. But I am King Richard, Couer de Lion, leader of the mighty host, scourge of the infidel.
Barbara Wright:
But I thought Richard had red hair.
William des Preaux:
Had?
[
quietly]
William des Preaux:
Still has if the ruse has worked.
Dr. Who:
[
to himself, laughing] Having been stolen once, they can be stolen again, or perhaps borrowed, shall we say, hmm?
[
laughs]
Thatcher:
Remember, I can go elsewhere next time.
Ben Daheer:
And get less?
Thatcher:
I couldn't get any less than what you give me! Blimey! It was hard word going around the palace, I couldn't have done anything. I spend all my time trying to get this money, and you do nothing.
Ben Daheer:
As you paid nothing for them in the first place, you have done very well.
El Akir:
The Lion is in our cage.
Barbara Wright:
Well, I could say that I'm from another world. A world ruled by insects. And before that, we were in Rome at the time of Nero. Before that, were in England, far, far, into the future...
Richard the Lionheart:
[
shouting] Are you deaf? We do not trade with Saladin today. Not today, nor tomorrow, nor any day henceforth.
Dr. Who:
Our young friend is a woman, Sire. Have pity. Let us help her.
Vicki:
[
meekly] Please, Your Majesty.
Richard the Lionheart:
[
now fuming] Understand this! This woman can rot in one of Saladin's prisons until her hair turns white before I'll trade with the man that killed my friends!
Ian Chesterton:
I'll just take a look around.
Dr. Who:
Yes, yes.
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