VIÑETA UNO:
SVEN: Im a crown prince Sven of the norselands --son of king Sven the formidable-- grand son of Sven the iron wolf-- great grand son of...
XENA: ...Sven the predictable?
VIŅETA DOS:
SVEN: You know know, sarcasm reallly is the lowest form of wit.
XENA: I´m wounded!
VIŅETA TRES:
SVEN: Im far from the fjords of my homeland on a great quest to test my mettle and fortitude in a series of ordeals. To prove my worthiness to inherit my father´s throne andtitle.
GABRIELLE: By hanging naked over a pile of dung?
VIŅETA CUATRO:
SVEN: Haha! yes very good! Well, I´d love to stay and chat but as you can imagine, I´ve a lot more questing to do, so if you ladies will excuse me, I´ll just be toddling along now.
VIŅETA CINCO:
SVEN: Lovely to have met you. Thank you once again for the charming...uh, ensemble- goodbye
VIÑETA SEIS:
XENA: "toddling"?
