kitchen knives and greasy spits will be your weapons, boy.
your son mordred is at the gate.
don't recognize him. you were trapped by morgana's sorcery.
perceval, you have returned!
merlin, will i live? . i was dreaming.
yes. he spoke to me. he said i would fight bravely tomorrow. i have never dreamed of merlin before.
he can be no other.
i will join him.