Match the words to the sentences
arrow, buddy, bravo, Captain, crown, death, face, heart, king, kiss, loser, love, scared, Sheriff |
Maid Marian: Oh! Well, thank you, my thin-legged archer. I wish you luck, with all my (1)_____________.
Sir Hiss: Hmmm. I wonder.
Captain, a crocodile: Your Highness, with your royal permission, we are ready to begin.
Prince John: Proceed, (2)_____________!
Captain: The tournament of the golden arrow will now begin.
Toby: Yay, Dad!
Prince John: A perfect bull's-eye! Well, well.
Little John: Heh-heh. That's what you call pulling it back and letting it go, P.J.
Robin Hood: I'm going to win that golden (3)_____________, and then I'm going to present meself to the lovely Maid Marian and—
Sheriff: Listen, scissorbill, if you shoot half as good as you blabbermouth, you're better than Robin Hood.
Robin Hood: Robin Hood, he says! Wowee! I'm tiptop, all right, but I'm not as good as he is.
Little John: That kid's got class, ain't he, P.J.?
Prince John: Indeed he has, Reggie. Bravo! Uh, (4)_____________! Yes.
Robin Hood: Oh, um, by the way, I hear you're having a bit of trouble getting your hands on that Robin Hood.
Sheriff: He's (5)_____________ of me, that's what he is. You notice he didn't show up here today. Huh! I could spot him through them phony disguises.
Sir Hiss: It's him! It's Robin Hood! I just can't wait till I tell His Majesty. Unhand me, you-- [ Grunts ] Please, please! I don't drink!
Captain: Attention, everyone. The final contestants are... the Honorable Sheriff of Nottingham... and the spindle-legged stork from Devonshire.
Prince John: My dear, I suspect you favor the gangly youth, hmm?
Maid Marian: Uh, why, yes, sire. Well, at least he amuses me.
Prince John: Coincidently, my dear young lady, he amuses me too.
Captain: For the final shoot-out, move the target back 30 paces.
Sheriff: You heard him, Nutsy! Get going! Move it, you birdbrain. And remember what you're supposed to do.
Nutsy, a guard and vulture: Yes, sir, (6)_____________, sir.
Sheriff: Well, that shot wins the golden arrow, the (7)_____________and the whole caboodle.
Friar Tuck: Yay! He did it, he did it, he did it!
Prince John: Archer, I commend you, and because of your superior skill, you shall get what is coming to you. Our royal congratulations.
Robin Hood: Oh, thank you kindly, Your Highness. Meeting you face-to-(8)_____________, Your High and Mighty, is a real treat.
Prince John: Release the royal fingers. Ah! And now I name you the winner, or, more appropriately, the (9)_____________! Seize him. I sentence you to sudden, instant and even immediate (10)_____________!
Maid Marian: Oh, no! Oh! Please. Please, sire. I beg of you to spare his life. Please have mercy.
Prince John: My dear emotional lady, why should I?
Maid Marian: Because I (11)_____________ 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: Ah, young love. Your pleas have not fallen upon a heart of stone. But traitors to the Crown must die!
Robin Hood: Traitor to the Crown? That (12)_____________ belongs to King Richard. Long live King Richard!
Crowd: Long live King Richard!
Prince John: Enough! I am (13)_____________! King! King! Ah! Off with his head!
Maid Marian: Oh, no!
Prince John: Stop! Executioner, stop! Hold your axe!
Little John: Okay, big shot. Now tell them to untie my buddy, or I'll—
Prince John: Sheriff, release my (14)_____________-- I mean, release the prisoner!
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answers:
Maid Marian: Oh! Well, thank you, my thin-legged archer. I wish you luck, with all my (1)heart.
Sir Hiss: Hmmm. I wonder.
Captain, a crocodile: Your Highness, with your royal permission, we are ready to begin.
Prince John: Proceed, (2)Captain!
Captain: The tournament of the golden arrow will now begin.
Toby: Yay, Dad!
Prince John: A perfect bull's-eye! Well, well.
Little John: Heh-heh. That's what you call pulling it back and letting it go, P.J.
Robin Hood: I'm going to win that golden (3)arrow, and then I'm going to present meself to the lovely Maid Marian and—
Sheriff: Listen, scissorbill, if you shoot half as good as you blabbermouth, you're better than Robin Hood.
Robin Hood: Robin Hood, he says! Wowee! I'm tiptop, all right, but I'm not as good as he is.
Little John: That kid's got class, ain't he, P.J.?
Prince John: Indeed he has, Reggie. Bravo! Uh, (4)bravo! Yes.
Robin Hood: Oh, um, by the way, I hear you're having a bit of trouble getting your hands on that Robin Hood.
Sheriff: He's (5)scared of me, that's what he is. You notice he didn't show up here today. Huh! I could spot him through them phony disguises.
Sir Hiss: It's him! It's Robin Hood! I just can't wait till I tell His Majesty. Unhand me, you-- [ Grunts ] Please, please! I don't drink!
Captain: Attention, everyone. The final contestants are... the Honorable Sheriff of Nottingham... and the spindle-legged stork from Devonshire.
Prince John: My dear, I suspect you favor the gangly youth, hmm?
Maid Marian: Uh, why, yes, sire. Well, at least he amuses me.
Prince John: Coincidently, my dear young lady, he amuses me too.
Captain: For the final shoot-out, move the target back 30 paces.
Sheriff: You heard him, Nutsy! Get going! Move it, you birdbrain. And remember what you're supposed to do.
Nutsy, a guard and vulture: Yes, sir, (6)Sheriff, sir.
Sheriff: Well, that shot wins the golden arrow, the (7)kiss and the whole caboodle.
Friar Tuck: Yay! He did it, he did it, he did it!
Prince John: Archer, I commend you, and because of your superior skill, you shall get what is coming to you. Our royal congratulations.
Robin Hood: Oh, thank you kindly, Your Highness. Meeting you face-to-(8)face, Your High and Mighty, is a real treat.
Prince John: Release the royal fingers. Ah! And now I name you the winner, or, more appropriately, the (9)loser! Seize him. I sentence you to sudden, instant and even immediate (10)death!
Maid Marian: Oh, no! Oh! Please. Please, sire. I beg of you to spare his life. Please have mercy.
Prince John: My dear emotional lady, why should I?
Maid Marian: Because I (11)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: Ah, young love. Your pleas have not fallen upon a heart of stone. But traitors to the Crown must die!
Robin Hood: Traitor to the Crown? That (12)crown belongs to King Richard. Long live King Richard!
Crowd: Long live King Richard!
Prince John: Enough! I am (13)king! King! King! Ah! Off with his head!
Maid Marian: Oh, no!
Prince John: Stop! Executioner, stop! Hold your axe!
Little John: Okay, big shot. Now tell them to untie my buddy, or I'll—
Prince John: Sheriff, release my (14)buddy -- I mean, release the prisoner!