I am he ye seek.
What would ye have of me?
Fits Urse. Your life.
De Tracy. Your life.
De Morville. Save that you will absolve the bishops.
Becket. Never,—
Except they make submission to the Church.
You had my answer to that cry before.
De Morville. Why, then you are a dead man; flee!
Becket. I will not.