Robin Hood1973

[the Sheriff of Nottingham has just taken the only coin out of the church's Poor Box]

Friar Tuck:
Now, just a minute, Sheriff! Th-th-th-that's the Poor Box!

Sheriff:
It sure is, and I'll take it for poor Prince John. [chuckles] Every little bit helps.

Female Church Mouse:
Ooh, you put that back!

Sheriff:
And His Majesty also blesses you, little sister.

Friar Tuck:
You thieving scoundrel!

Sheriff:
[reasonably] Now, take it easy, Friar, I'm just doing my duty.

Friar Tuck:
Collecting taxes for that arrogant, greedy, ruthless, no-good Prince John?!

Sheriff:
[starting to lose patience] Listen, Friar, you're mighty preachy and you're gonna preach your neck right into a hangman's noose.

Friar Tuck:
GET OUTTA MY CHURCH!! [pushes the Sheriff out] Out! Out! Out! Out! [Attacking the Sheriff with a stick] You want taxes? I'll give you taxes!

Male Church Mouse:
Give it to him! Give it to him, Friar!

[Trigger blinds Friar Tuck with the hood of his coat and the Sheriff puts his head in a shackle]

Sheriff:
You're under arrest for high treason to the crown!