He hasn't got shit all over him. Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken, to have his kneecaps split and his body burned away And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!
You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me? Are you suggesting coconuts migrate? Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken, to have his kneecaps split and his body burned away And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin! You're a looney. No. No. I dunno. Must be a king. Well, what are you, then? Pull the other one!
I don't want to go on the cart! Nothing. Here's your nine pence. Oh, yeah.
Oh, there you go bringing class into it again. Well I got better. Pie Iesu domine...
It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, from the castle of Camelot. King of the Britons, defeater of the Saxons, Sovereign of all England! I blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur King, you and all your silly English k-nnnnniggets. No, I've got to go to the Robinsons'. They've lost nine today. So? We have ridden since the snows of winter covered this land, through the kingdom of Mercia, through... Oh, shut up. The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. What?
None shall pass. I dunno. Must be a king. Oooh. A witch! A witch! A witch! A witch! A duck!
What? I've had worse. Victory is mine! So, how do we tell whether she is made of wood? Bravely ran away, away.
Who are you who are so wise in the ways of science? Aaaagh! I don't wanna talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper!
You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy. We're Knights of the Round Table. We dance whene'er we're able.
We do routines and chorus scenes With footwork impeccable. We dine well here in Camelot. We eat ham and jam and spam a lot. 'Course it's a good idea! Behold! Bring out your dead! Yes, do us all a favor! And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged. Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here? What makes you think she is a witch?
Bravely ran away, away. I blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur King, you and all your silly English k-nnnnniggets. I have to push the pram a lot. Are there? It could be carried by an African swallow! Chicken! Right! Charge! Oh, yeah, I agree with that.
Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Is there someone else up there we could talk to? What are you doing in England? Look, my liege! And this isn't my nose. It's a false one. 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,... Oh, had enough, eh? You've got two empty halves of coconut and you're bangin' 'em together.
You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?
Oh, yeah. I am your king! Dennis, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh! How d'you do? Have at you!
We burn her! Right! Yeaaah! Yeaah! So, they couldn't bring a coconut back anyway. 'Course it's a good idea! Behold!
He isn't? Not only by surprise, but totally unarmed! Here is a duck. Use this duck. Man! Allo! Who is eet? Man. Sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there? Bravely ran away, away. I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective.