Match the words to the sentences
actor, beautiful, capture, ear, excited, higher, hero, kiss, mom, secret, Sheriff, still, winner, worrying |
Robin Hood: A (1)_____________? Do you hear that, Johnny? We've just been pardoned.
Little John: Oho! That's a gas. We ain't even been arrested yet.
Friar Tuck: All right. Laugh, you two rogues. But there's going to be a big to-do in Nottingham. [ Slurping, Coughing ] Well done, ain't it? Old Prince John’s having a championship archery tournament tomorrow.
Little John: Archery tournament? Ha! 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'll be very disappointed if you don't come.
Little John: Yeah, old Bushel Britches, the Honorable (2)_____________ of Nottingham.
Friar Tuck: No, Maid Marian.
Robin Hood: Maid Marian?
Friar Tuck: Yeah. She--She's going to give a (3)_____________ to the winner.
Robin Hood: A kiss to the (4)_____________! Oo-de-lally! Come on, Johnny! What are we waiting for?
Little John: Wait a minute, Rob. Hold it. That place will be crawling with soldiers.
Robin Hood: Aha! But, remember. Faint hearts never won fair lady. Fear not, my friends, this will be my greatest performance.
At the tournament
Prince John: Hiss, this is a red-letter day. A coup d'etat, to coin a Norman phrase.
Sir Hiss: Oh, oh, yes indeed, sire. Your plan to (5)_____________ Robin Hood in public is sheer genius.
Prince John: Hiss, no one sits (6)_____________ than the king. Must I remind you, Hiss?
Sir Hiss: Oh, oh, forgive me, sire. I-I didn't mean to—
Prince John: My trap is baited and set... and then revenge! Ah, revenge!
Sir Hiss: Shh! Not so loud, sire. Remember, only you and I know, and your secret is my secret.
Prince John: Stop! [ Laughs ] Stop hissing in my (7)_____________. Secret? What (8)_____________?
Sir Hiss: Why, the capture of Robin Hood, sire.
Prince John: That insolent blackguard. Ooh! I'll show him who wears the crown!
Sir Hiss: I share your loathing, sire. That scurrilous scoundrel who fooled you with that silly disguise, who dared to rob you and made you look so utterly ridiculous—
Prince John: Enough! Hiss, you deliberately dodged.
Sir Hiss: But-- B-But-- Sire, please.
Prince John: Stop snivelling and hold (9)_____________.
Sir Hiss: Thank you, sire.
Marian: Oh, Klucky, I'm so (10)_____________. But how will I recognize him?
Lady Kluck: Och, he'll let you know somehow. That young rogue of yours is full of surprises, my dear.
Robin Hood: There she is, Little John. Isn't she beautiful?
Little John: Cool it, lover boy. Your heart's running away with your head.
Robin Hood: Oh, stop (11)_____________. This disguise would fool my own mother.
Little John: Yeah, but your (12)_____________ ain't here. You got to fool old bushel britches.
Robin Hood: Sheriff? Your Honor?
Sheriff: Yeah?
Robin Hood: Meeting you face-to-face is a real treat. A real treat.
Sheriff: Well, now, thank you. Oh, excuse me. I got to go win this tournament.
Little John: Hey, old Rob's not a bad (13)_____________. But wait till he sees this scene I lay on Prince John. Ah! Me lord. My esteemed royal sovereign of the realm. The head man himself. You're (14)_____________.
Prince John: He has style, hey, Hiss? [ Speaking French "Du savoir faire il y a n'est ce pas. Iss?" ]
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answers:
Robin Hood: A (1)hero? Do you hear that, Johnny? We've just been pardoned.
Little John: Oho! That's a gas. We ain't even been arrested yet.
Friar Tuck: All right. Laugh, you two rogues. But there's going to be a big to-do in Nottingham. [ Slurping, Coughing ] Well done, ain't it? Old Prince John’s having a championship archery tournament tomorrow.
Little John: Archery tournament? Ha! 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'll be very disappointed if you don't come.
Little John: Yeah, old Bushel Britches, the Honorable (2)Sheriff of Nottingham.
Friar Tuck: No, Maid Marian.
Robin Hood: Maid Marian?
Friar Tuck: Yeah. She--She's going to give a (3)kiss to the winner.
Robin Hood: A kiss to the (4)winner! Oo-de-lally! Come on, Johnny! What are we waiting for?
Little John: Wait a minute, Rob. Hold it. That place will be crawling with soldiers.
Robin Hood: Aha! But, remember. Faint hearts never won fair lady. Fear not, my friends, this will be my greatest performance.
At the tournament
Prince John: Hiss, this is a red-letter day. A coup d'etat, to coin a Norman phrase.
Sir Hiss: Oh, oh, yes indeed, sire. Your plan to (5)capture Robin Hood in public is sheer genius.
Prince John: Hiss, no one sits (6)higher than the king. Must I remind you, Hiss?
Sir Hiss: Oh, oh, forgive me, sire. I-I didn't mean to—
Prince John: My trap is baited and set... and then revenge! Ah, revenge!
Sir Hiss: Shh! Not so loud, sire. Remember, only you and I know, and your secret is my secret.
Prince John: Stop! [ Laughs ] Stop hissing in my (7)ear. Secret? What (8)secret?
Sir Hiss: Why, the capture of Robin Hood, sire.
Prince John: That insolent blackguard. Ooh! I'll show him who wears the crown!
Sir Hiss: I share your loathing, sire. That scurrilous scoundrel who fooled you with that silly disguise, who dared to rob you and made you look so utterly ridiculous—
Prince John: Enough! Hiss, you deliberately dodged.
Sir Hiss: But-- B-But-- Sire, please.
Prince John: Stop snivelling and hold (9)still.
Sir Hiss: Thank you, sire.
Marian: Oh, Klucky, I'm so (10)excited. But how will I recognize him?
Lady Kluck: Och, he'll let you know somehow. That young rogue of yours is full of surprises, my dear.
Robin Hood: There she is, Little John. Isn't she beautiful?
Little John: Cool it, lover boy. Your heart's running away with your head.
Robin Hood: Oh, stop (11)worrying. This disguise would fool my own mother.
Little John: Yeah, but your (12)mom ain't here. You got to fool old bushel britches.
Robin Hood: Sheriff? Your Honor?
Sheriff: Yeah?
Robin Hood: Meeting you face-to-face is a real treat. A real treat.
Sheriff: Well, now, thank you. Oh, excuse me. I got to go win this tournament.
Little John: Hey, old Rob's not a bad (13)actor. But wait till he sees this scene I lay on Prince John. Ah! Me lord. My esteemed royal sovereign of the realm. The head man himself. You're (14)beautiful.
Prince John: He has style, hey, Hiss? [ Speaking French "Du savoir faire il y a n'est ce pas. Iss?" ]