The conclusion of the King Arthur Miniseries.

They cut an odd figure, those two. The one clad in full plate mail complete to the greaves and gauntlet to the lance looked uncomfortable as he looked around. Searching for his horse perhaps? The other one, simple in his chain mail, shirt and breeches carried a gleaming long sword and a yellow shield and he, too, looked no more flabbergasted as his companion. Seeing the trellised doorway in front of them, they finally decided to wait out their fate.