Nefi:
"I keep telling you, it's not a dress, it's a robe"
Nefi:
Anachronism? Nooooo.
Nefi:
"You big girl's blouse!"
Nefi:
"I'm not talking to you anymore"
Nefi:
"It was her! Yes! She did it!"
Nefi:
"On your marks!"
Nefi:
"Not until I say so!"
Nefi:
Fight!
Nefi:
Going down
Nefi:
"Er, I think you might have forgotten something, Sir"
Nefi:
Hiiiya! Hah!
Nefi:
"It's just a flesh wound"
Nefi:
"I think you dropped something..."
Nefi:
Post-skirmish stroll
Nefi:
Gladys and Doris dressed up in their Sunday Best
Nefi:
Man in a dress!
Nefi:
Ding Ding! Round 3!
Nefi:
Bully off...
Nefi:
On your marks... Get set...
Nefi:
Come on! Have at him, man!
Nefi:
Ni! Ni! Ni!
Nefi:
Phwoar! Nice chair!
Nefi:
"Don't just stand there... "
Nefi:
"I bet you can't peel an apple with that"
Nefi:
Do you like my sword?
Nefi:
"Submit! Go on! Say you submit!"
Nefi:
"If you don't take his head off in a minute, I'll bloody well do it"
Nefi:
One against all that lot
Nefi:
The Wall
Nefi:
Charge!
