Saul:
...Hear how Jonathan warbles in praise of the cuckoo bird, David, who has fed from my table and now lies with my daughter... David has robbed me of my God, my people, even my children. What else can he take but my crown...? So long as David lives, neither I nor Jonathan nor the throne shall be safe... Samuel anointed him in my place! David! The boy I trusted and loved as my own son.
Jonathan:
Then be glad of it! Give thanks that the future of Israel belongs to a man worthy of your love.
[Saul throws a javelin, just missing him]
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