(Merlin uses magic to make Arthur's trousers drop as the prince is presiding a Council meeting so he can steal a key from his belt)
Merlin: Allow me to help you, sire.
Arthur: No! No!
(Both wrestle on the ground)
Merlin: Your Majesty!
Merlin: Your Majesty...
Arthur: Get off me!
Merlin: I'm trying to help you, Sire. There we go. Will there be anything else, Sire?
(Merlin leaves, key in hand).