You're a looney. Cherries! Oh, King, eh, very nice. And how d'you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers! By 'anging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society. If there's ever going to be any progress with the-- I've had worse. Fiends! I'll tear them apart! None shall pass. Augh, we didn't! We didn't... What happens now? Nothing. Here's your nine pence.
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What? Ridden on a horse? You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship: a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes-- Well, we all are. We are all Britons, and I am your king. It's only a model. Are you suggesting coconuts migrate? Burn her! Burn! Burn her! Burn her! If... she... weighs... the same as a duck,... she's made of wood. Well, when's your next round? What is your name?