I-- what? Then I dub you 'Sir Bedemere, Knight of the Round Table'. And don't apologize. Exactly. So, logically... I'm French! Why do think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king-a?! Cherries!
Old woman! ...but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting... He buggered off. So? We have ridden since the snows of winter covered this land, through the kingdom of Mercia, through... No. Aagh!
Not at all. They could be carried. Mud! It's a fair cop. Aaaaaaaah! I command you, as King of the Britons, to stand aside! Aaaagh! None shall pass.
Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Well, why not? You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship: a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes-- Bring out your dead! I am Arthur, King of the Britons. And that, my liege, is how we know the earth to be banana-shaped. Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system. It could be carried by an African swallow! I-- what?
She turned me into a newt. You'll what? Where'd you get the coconuts? In war we're tough and able, quite indefatigable. Between our quests we sequin vests and impersonate Clark Gable. Wait a minute! Supposing two swallows carried it together? I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot.
Man! Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about... Where'd you get the coconuts? Hah! I can't take him. He hasn't got shit all over him. What are you going to do, bleed on me? He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp. In that case, I shall have to kill you.
Who art thou? Well, do us a favor. I'm not a witch. I'm not a witch.
Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride... to... Camelot! Look, stop that. I can't. I'm not dead! I think kill him. Now, knock it off!
Please! Please, good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle? I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge. What, held under the dorsal guiding feathers?
There are ways of telling whether she is a witch. Oh, shut up. Found them? In Mercia? The coconut's tropical!
What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior! Who's that, then? Yes, Lord. You'll what? What is your name? I am Arthur, King of the Britons. That's-- that's, uh-- that's enough music for now, lads.
Uh, but you are dressed as one. I am Arthur, King of the Britons. I feel happy. I feel happy. You'll what? We burn her! Right! Yeaaah! Yeaah!
Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! A blessing! A blessing from the Lord! Oh, let's be nice to him. Shut up, will you? Shut up!
I can't. Arthur, this is the Holy Grail. Very good. We shall use my largest scales. We haven't got enough mud. It's a fair cop. Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God with a sacred quest. Just a flesh wound.
I am Arthur, King of the Britons. In that case, I shall have to kill you. Apples!
Well, we did do the nose. Apples! Well, simple! They'd just use a strand of creeper! I never!
Well, now, uh, Lancelot, Galahad, and I, uh, wait until nightfall, and then leap out of the rabbit, taking the French, uh, by surprise. If he will give us food and shelter for the night, he can join us in our quest for the Holy Grail. Bloody peasant! Is there someone else up there we could talk to? Right. I'll do you for that! Well, how did you become King, then? Oooh. I-- what?
What a strange person. We found them. Cherries! We do routines and chorus scenes With footwork impeccable. We dine well here in Camelot. We eat ham and jam and spam a lot. Nothing. Here's your nine pence. He hasn't got shit all over him.
I think kill him. Look well, Arthur, for it is your sacred task to seek this grail. Oh, yes. It's very nice. We burn her! Right! Yeaaah! Yeaah! I am, and this is my trusty servant Patsy. We have ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of knights who will join me in my court at Camelot. I must speak with your lord and master. Wait a minute! Supposing two swallows carried it together? He says they've already got one! And therefore? It's a busy life in Camelot. Oh!