Red Sonja: No man may have me, unless he's beaten me in a fair fight. Kalidor: So, the only man that can have you, is one who's trying to kill you. That's logic. [Red Sonja goes and lies down. Kalidor picks up his sword and holds it to her throat] Kalidor: If you yield only to a conqueror, then prepared to be conquered... Little Sonja... Red Sonja: Don't be a fool, I don't want to kill you. Kalidor: Try it.|