Brian Bedford credited as playing...
Robin Hood - A Fox
- Little John: You know somethin', Robin. I was just wonderin', are we good guys or bad guys? You know, I mean, uh? Our robbin' the rich to feed the poor.
- Robin Hood: Rob? Tsk tsk tsk. That's a naughty word. We never rob. We just sort of borrow a bit from those who can afford it.
- Little John: Borrow? Boy, are we in debt.
- Robin Hood: [after just swinging her to safety, he takes her hand] Marian, my love, will you marry me?
- Marian: Oh, darling, I thought you'd never ask me!
- [moves behind Robin Hood so he can continue to fight the Sheriff's men]
- Marian: [giggles] But you could have chosen a more romantic setting!
- Robin Hood: For our honeymoon: London! Normandy!
- Marian: Yes!
- Robin Hood: Sunny Spain?
- Marian: [laughs] Why not?
- Little John: [as Robin hums dreamily] Hey, lover boy. How's that grub comin'? Man, I'm starved.
- [Robin continues humming]
- Little John: Rob? Robin? Ro-BEAR? Hey!
- Robin Hood: Hmm? What? What do you say?
- Little John: Aw, forget it. Your mind's not on food. You're thinkin' about somebody with long eyelashes, and you're smellin' that sweet perfume.
- [sniffs smoke and starts coughing]
- Robin Hood: Hey, whoa, it's boiling over!
- Little John: You're burning the chow!
- [takes the pot off the fire and fans it]
- Robin Hood: Sorry, Johnny. Guess I was thinking about Maid Marian again. I can't help it. I love her, Johnny.
- Little John: Look, why don't you stop moonin' and mopin' around? - Just - Just marry the girl.
- Robin Hood: Marry her? You don't just walk up to a girl, hand her a bouquet and say, "Hey, remember me? We were kids together. Will you marry me?" No. It just isn't done that way.
- Little John: Aw, come on, Robbie. Climb the castle walls. Sweep her off her feet. Carry her off in style.
- Robin Hood: It's no use, Johnny. I've thought it all out, and... it just wouldn't work. Besides, what have I got to offer her?
- Little John: Well, for one thing, you can't cook.
- Robin Hood: I'm serious, Johnny. She's a highborn lady of quality.
- Little John: So she's got class? So what?
- Robin Hood: I'm an outlaw, that's what. That's no life for a lovely lady. Always on the run. What kind of a future is that?
- Friar Tuck: Oh, for heaven's sake, son. You're no outlaw. Why, someday you'll be called a great hero.
- Robin Hood: A hero? Do you hear that, Johnny? We've just been pardoned.
- Little John: That's a gas. We ain't even been arrested yet.
- Robin Hood: [He and Little John are dressed as Gypsy women] Ooh-de-la-lay! Ooh-de-la-lay! Fortune tellers!
- Little John: Fortunes forecast! Lucky charms!
- Robin Hood: Catch the dope with your horoscope!
- Robin Hood: [in disguise] I'm gonna win that Golden Arrow, and then I'm goin' to present meself to Maid Marian.
- Sheriff of Nottingham: Listen, Scissorbill. If you shoot half as well as you blabbermouth, you're better than Robin Hood.
- Robin Hood: Robin Hood, he says? Wowee! I'm tip-top, alright, but I'm not as good as he is.
- [Shoots a perfect bullseye]
- Prince John: I sentence you to sudden, instant, and even immediate death!
- Marian: Oh, no. Please. Please, sire. I beg of you to spare his life. Please have mercy.
- Prince John: My dear, emotional lady, why should I?
- Marian: Because I love him, Your Highness.
- Prince John: Love him? And does this prisoner return your love?
- Robin Hood: Marian, my darling, I love you more than life itself.
- Prince John: [Sincerely] Young love, your pleads have not fallen upon a heart of stone.
- [Tone changes to fierce and determined]
- Prince John: But traitors to the crown must die!
- Robin Hood: [cutting him off] Traitor to the crown? That crown belongs to King Richard. Long live King Richard!
- Crowd: Long live King Richard!
- Prince John: [gives the crowd a dirty look]
- [Throwing a childish tantrum]
- Prince John: Enough! I am King! King! King! Off with his head!
- Friar Tuck: All right, laugh, you two rogues, but there's gonna be a big to-do in Nottingham.
- [tastes the stew and coughs]
- Friar Tuck: Well done, ain't it? Old Prince John's having a championship archery tournament tomorrow.
- Little John: Archery tournament? Huh! Old Rob could win that standing on his head. Huh, Rob?
- Robin Hood: Thank you, Little John, but I'm sure we're not invited.
- Friar Tuck: No, but there's somebody who will be very disappointed if you don't come.
- Little John: Yeah, ol' Bushel Britches, the Honorable Sheriff of Nottingham.
- Friar Tuck: No, Maid Marian.
- Robin Hood: Maid Marian?
- Friar Tuck: Yeah. She's gonna give a kiss to the winner.
- [laughs]
- Robin Hood: A kiss to the winner? Oodelaly! Come on, Johnny! What are we waiting for?
- Friar Tuck: Wait a minute, Rob. Hold it. That place will be crawling with soldiers.
- Robin Hood: Ah, but remember, faint hearts never won fair lady. Fear not, my friends.
- [he shoots an arrow, it ricochets off a washing tub; Robin then throws his hat in the air, where it is run through by the arrow and lands back on his head]
- Robin Hood: This will be my greatest performance.
- Mother Rabbit: [after Robin cheers Skippy up after his birthday is ruined by the sheriff] Oh, you have made his birthday a wonderful one. How can I ever thank you?
- Robin Hood: I only wish I could do more.
- [hands her a small bag of gold]
- Robin Hood: Here. And keep your chin up. Someday, there'll be happiness again in Nottingham. You'll see.
- [leaves]
- Mother Rabbit: Oh, Robin Hood. You've risked so much to keep our hopes alive. Bless you. Bless you.
- Robin Hood: [sees Maid Marian] There she is, Little John. Isn't she beautiful?
- Little John: Cool it, loverboy! You're heart's running away with your head!
- Robin Hood: Ah, stop worrying. This disguise will fool my own mother.
- Little John: Yeah, but your mom ain't here. You gotta fool ol' Bushel Britches.
- Little John: You know something, Robin? You're taking too many chances.
- Robin Hood: Chances? You must be joking! That was just a bit of a lark, Little John.
- Little John: Oh, yeah? Take a look at your hat. That's not a candle on a cake.
- Robin Hood: [regarding the arrow in his hat] Hello! This one almost had my name on it, didn't it? They're getting better, you know. You've got to admit it! They are getting better.
- Little John: Yeah, the next thing you know, that sheriff will probably have a rope around our necks!
- [gags as he chokes himself]
- Little John: Pretty hard to laugh hanging there, Rob!
- Robin Hood: The sheriff and his whole posse couldn't lift you off the ground.
- Robin Hood: [posing as a fortune teller] A face appears. A crown is on his noble brow.
- Prince John: Oo-dee-lally! A crown! How exciting!
- Robin Hood: His face is handsome, regal, majestic, lovable. A cuddly face.
- Prince John: Handsome, regal, majestic, ha ha. Lovable, yes, yes. Cuddly.
- [laughs]
- Prince John: Oh, that's me to a T. It truly is.
- Robin Hood: [is slapped by Hiss] Ooh!
- Prince John: Now what?
- Robin Hood: I uh I see your illustrious name.
- Prince John: [shouts] I know my name! Get on with it!
- Robin Hood: Your name will go down, down, down in history, of course.
- Prince John: Yes! I knew it! I knew it! You hear that, Hiss? Oh, you can't. He's in the basket. Don't forget it!
- Robin Hood: We'll have six children!
- Marian: [charmed] Six? Oh, a dozen at least!
- Marian: [Nutsy shoots an arrow at Robin, who dodges, and the ricochet just misses Nutsy. Marian, not content to let that go, smacks Nutsy in the face with a blackberry pie] Take that!
- [Marian and Robin laugh]
- Robin Hood: Tell me, young man, how old are you?
- Skippy: Gosh, I'm seven years old! Going on eight!
- Robin Hood: Seven? That does make you the man of the house.
- Robin Hood: That's all of them. Get going!
- [Robin Hood lower the lever and open the bridge exit]
- Little John: This ain't no hayride. Let's move it outta here. Ho!
- [Little John pull and move the carriage]
- Friar Tuck: On to Sherwood Forest!
- Mother Rabbit: Stop, my baby!
- Tagalong: Mamma, mamma, wait for me!