The Sword in the Stone1963

[Arthur kneels in the kitchen alone with the charred mop in his hand, feeling sad and ashamed. Merlin magically appears.]

Merlin:
I'm sorry, lad. Sorry I spoiled everything. I know that trip to London meant a great deal to you.

Arthur:
Oh, it's not your fault. I shouldn't have popped off. Now I'm really done for.

Merlin:
No, no, you're in a great spot, boy. You can't go down now, it can only be up from here.

Arthur:
I'd like to know how.

Merlin:
Use your head, and education, lad.

Arthur:
[lightning up] What good would that do?

Merlin:
Get it first, and who knows? Are you willing to try?

Arhtur:
[resigned] Well, what have I got to lose?

Merlin:
That's the spirit! We'll start tomorrow! We'll show 'em, won't we, boy?

Arthur:
[unenthusiastically] We sure will.