(During the battle, Merlin sees Mordred running away. To stop him using The Crystal of Neahtid, Merlin uses magic to release a branch which trips up Mordred. Mordred turns and sees Merlin.)
It was real. But it was just one reality. The future is as yet unshaped, it is we that shape it. It is you, Merlin, and the decisions you make, The actions you take. Remember that.
I don't need to listen to you, Merlin. You always say the same thing; 'Help me'. However you fail to help others. You failed to heed my words before. Camelot's fall is nigh, and there is nothing you can do about it.
Careful what you say, Merlin! You care for your mother more than your own life. I believe this is a promise you'll keep. You will need more than words to break this magic. It takes powerful magic to create this disease, but to maintain it, you need a vessel. You must eradicate the source of the disease. Only then will the spell be broken.
I'm not gonna sit here and watch. I know it's hard for you to understand how I feel, but... I care a hell of a lot about that armour. I'm not gonna let you mess it up.
I had a life there. A woman... A good woman. Ealdor is beyond Uther's realm but still he pursued me. Why would he not let me be? What was it that I had done, that he wanted to destroy the life I'd built, abandon the woman I loved? He sent Knights to kill me. I was forced to come here... to this. So... I understand how Kilgharrah feels. He's lost every one of his kind, every one of his kin. You want to know how that feels? Look around, boy. Let Uther die. Let Camelot fall.