So, Prince John sent you back to Nottingham with a mission, and yet nobody saw fit to tell me. The last time I checked, I was still the Sheriff.
The Prince is still waiting for his thousand crowns. His patience wears thin.
As indeed does mine. What's the mission?
He wants me to kill Robin Hood.
[chuckles] I'm sure he does! But you've, err... you've never managed it before, Gisborne, hm? Although you did once have him at your sword point, and yet still he bested you!
Well, this time it will be different. This time I will command the mission without incompetent, illconceived interference from others.
[smugly] No. You will fail, like you've always failed before, and then you will come back and beg me for my patronage!



