ARTHUR: I think it's been a good trip. MORDRED: Yeah, we all caught something. GWAINE: Including Merlin. [He laughs.] ARTHUR: What did he catch? MERLIN: A cold! LEON: If you learnt to track, you'd enjoy it more. MERLIN: I'm the best tracker here. MERLIN: Arthur, what is it? A deer? [He makes the crossbow ready.] A boar? PERCIVAL: Arthur. MERLIN: Saxons. ARTHUR: They were after the cargo. Weapons bound for Camelot. MERLIN: Morgana. GWAINE: This close to the city walls? ARTHUR: Check for survivors. MORDRED: Kara? Go! [He whispers more urgently.] Kara, go! ARTHUR: What happened? ARTHUR: Are you sure? MERLIN: No.