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Cheltham:
Mornay, Lochlan, Craig. Here are the king's terms. Lead this army off field and he will give you each estates in Yorkshire, including hereditary title, from which you will pay- from which you will pay him an annual duty-

William:
I have an offer for you.

Mornay:
Cheltham, this is William Wallace.

Cheltham:
From which you will pay the king an annual duty-

William:
I said I have an offer for you.

Lochlan:
You disrespect a banner of truce?

William:
From his king? Absolutely. Here are Scotland's terms. Lower your flags, and march straight back to England, stopping at every home you pass by to beg forgiveness for a hundred years of theft, rape, and murder. Do that and your men shall live. Do it not, and every one of you will die today.

Cheltham:
[laughs] You are outmatched. You have no heavy cavalry. In two centuries no army has won without —

William:
I'm not finished! Before we let you leave, your commander must cross that field, present himself before this army, put his head between his legs, and kiss his own arse.

[Cheltham rides off]

Mornay:
I'd say that was rather less cordial than he was used to.

William:
You be ready and do exactly as I say. On my signal, ride round behind our position and flank them.

Mornay:
We must not divide our forces!

William:
Do it. And let the English see you do it.

Mornay:
They'll think we're running away?

William:
Aye. Take out their archers. I'll meet you in the middle.