Good Sir Knight, will you come with me to Camelot and join us at the Round Table? Oh, certainly, sir. Have at you! Yes. Yeah, a bit. I can't take him. Look, I'll have your leg. Who are the Britons? Are you sure he's got one?
Have at you! None shall pass. What, held under the dorsal guiding feathers? You've got two empty halves of coconut and you're bangin' 'em together. He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp. Shut up! Oh, don't grovel! I'm getting better! I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week,...
And the hat, but she is a witch! He says they've already got one!
No, they'd have to have it on a line. Oh, yeah, I agree with that. Oh, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations. That is your purpose, Arthur: the quest for the Holy Grail. You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs!