Uther: Your Manservant Has Been Caught Using Magic. Execute Him.

Uther: Your manservant has been caught using magic. Execute him.

Arthur: How terrible.

Arthur: It would be even worse if Merlin RAN FOR HIS LIFE by STEALING A HORSE FROM THE STABLES before I could ORDER HIS ARREST, wouldn't it?

In his few thousand years of living, Merlin never thought he would run into Uther Pendragon's child in the woods or that said child would want to live with him.

What could go wrong?

Arthur: Well, that was the most boring meeting I have ever been in.

Merlin: How would you know? You slept through the whole thing.

Merlin: I hate when Gaius says, “Are you even listening to me?” It’s such a random way to start a conversation.

The police officer seems to have a headache. Well, that’s too bad. I have a headache, too. Actually, I have two headaches, and their names are Nelson and Murdock. I’ve known something has been up with them for a while. I’ve been watching them, but today, I finally have proof that Nelson and Murdock are the fakers I’ve always believed them to be. “He’s Daredevil,” I announce, pointing at Murdock, who stands there, clutching his cane and fiddling with its strap with his fingers. What a faker.

Arthur takes a large bite of eggs and then asks, as though it were any usual conversation, “Do you have magic?”