KING HENRY.
No, I am a Welshman.
PISTOL.
Know’st thou Fluellen?
KING HENRY.
Yes.
PISTOL.
Tell him I’ll knock his leek about his pate
Upon Saint Davy’s day.
KING HENRY.
Do not you wear your dagger in your cap that day, lest he knock that about yours.
PISTOL.
Art thou his friend?
KING HENRY.
And his kinsman too.
PISTOL.
The fico for thee, then!
KING HENRY.
I thank you. God be with you!
PISTOL.
My name is Pistol call’d.