Sir Gawain: You were a young fool. But I was an old fool, which is worse.
: I called you a traitor when you delivered me into Sligon's hands and now I say it again - traitor! Sir Gawain: Stop interrupting and I'll tell you what happened. After you left I went out after you. That's when I came upon the black knight. Prince Valiant: You found him? Sir Gawain: Aye. He was searchin' the wood when I challenged him. We fought and he was good. His lance broke and I outhorsed him. I came in to finish him, when a dozen armed men came charging out at me. Prince Valiant: They were on foot? Armed with bows? Sir Gawain: Aye. It was only with luck I escaped through a hail of arrows. Prince Valiant: So did I! Sir Gawain: You what? Prince Valiant: I was set upon by a band of archers, escaped with an arrow in my back. Sir Gawain: Where was Sir Brack? Prince Valiant: I don't know. I was nearly captured where he told me to wait for him. Now he says he went back to find me and found no one. Isn't that strange sir? Sir Gawain: What do you imply? Prince Valiant: It's hard to put into words, sir, but could it be that he covets King Arthur's throne more than anyone knows? Sir Gawain: Sir Brack. A foul suspicion, Val. Unworthy of you. Prince Valiant: Yes, I suppose it is unworthy. Sir Gawain: Sir Brack may have been born on the wrong side of the blanket, but he's a Knight of the Round Table, sworn to pledge allegiance to our King, and to defend justice, the weak and the helpless. Prince Valiant: I'm sorry, sir.