Mordred: You know we had Arthur in our grasp? He escaped.
Morgana: You let him go?
Mordred: He got away.
Morgana: How? Who let him go?
Mordred: It was an accident.
Morgana: (Losing her temper) Kill him! That's all they had to do! I am a High Priestess!
Morgana: And yet he continues to defy me!
Mordred: Calm yourself.
Morgana: I want his annihilation, Mordred. I want to put his head on a spike and then I want to watch as crows feast on his eyes.