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Where's your guts? Where's your noble blood?
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I don't like fighting!
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He's too much with his mother.
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If it were up to women, there would be no wars.
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- Could you stomach that? - Oh, never, Sire.
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I feel so much better when I'm conquering an enemy.
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I'm told it was your idea
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to substitute the farm boy with Eustace, by the way.
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Oh, I suppose I should be grateful.
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God inspired me, Your Majesty.
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He speaks to me directly now.
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He appeared to me in prison