Mulberry1992

[first lines]

[Miss Farnaby puts an arrow in the bullseye]

Mulberry:
Good shot.

Miss Farnaby:
Yes, it was, wasn't it?

Mulberry:
On the lucky side.

Miss Farnaby:
Your turn... Robin. [Mulberry takes the bow and arrows and walks away] You going off in a sulk?

Mulberry:
No. The age of chivalry is not dead; half way for ladies.

Miss Farnaby:
You won't do it, Mulberry. It's not as easy as it looks.

Mulberry:
I'll have you know I fought at Agincourt. Oy... know what I'm doing.

Miss Farnaby:
You've got the arrow the wrong side.

Mulberry:
[laughs] Playing to those rules, are we?

Miss Farnaby:
Side on, side on.

Mulberry:
All right. Do you want me to split your arrow down the middle, or would that be too demoralizing for you?

Miss Farnaby:
I want you to split my arrow down the middle.

Mulberry:
All right. [Mulberry misses the target entirely]

Miss Farnaby:
Very good.

Mulberry:
I was further back than you were.

Miss Farnaby:
Your choice. Oh, I am enjoying myself. I haven't shot since I was a girl.

Mulberry:
Go on then. Five oh one down. [she laughs] [Mulberry sees Bert approaching] What are you like with moving targets?

Miss Farnaby:
Don't tempt me.