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!
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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.