![]() Azeem: East?! Robin of Locksley: Her name. Robin of Locksley: You painted old hound, who was she? The mullah's daughter? Another man's wife? What's her name? Azeem: Is there no sun in this cursed country? Which way is East? Robin of Locksley: Her name. Was that why you were to be executed? Because of a woman? That's it, isn't it? That's it? Azeem: It is close to sunset. Robin of Locksley: What do you know about women? Azeem: Where I come from, Christian, there are women of such beauty, that they can possess a man's mind so, that he be willing to die for them. Azeem: I would have succeeded.Īzeem: In my country, we talk to our women. You'll understand of course, I had to try. By nightfall, we'll celebrate with my father. Robin of Locksley: Come, Azeem, our fighting days are done. especially not one who attacks down wind and stinks of garlic. We waste good celebration time.ĭialogue Azeem: No man controls my destiny.
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