Jimmy: Son, you saved your mother.
Hamlet: Don't you mean nephew?
Jimmy: You are your mothers son, therefore my son.
Hamlet: Nah you were my uncle first.
Jimmy: Son! Anyways, as I was saying before I got rudely interrupted, we shall have a feast in your honor.
Hamlet: Why a feast? I want a duel with you.
Jimmy: Why do you to duel your father?
Hamlet:Why not? Are you too chicken to duel your own flesh and blood?
Jimmy:Kings don't duel.
Hamlet:Only lazy kings don't duel.
Jimmy:Kings get other people to duel for them. What kind of king risks their own life? This is some fatherly advice. No life is more precious than your own when you're king. If one solider falls, it doesn't really matter since most soldiers are used as pawns anyways. If the king dies, then we lose immediately.
Hamlet:It's cruel to refer to your soldiers as pawns.
Jimmy:But aren't they? Anyways, we will have a duel and a feast so we both are happy in the end. (claps Hamlet's should as he walks off set)
