So, how do we tell whether she is made of wood? Cherries! We're Knights of the Round Table. We dance whene'er we're able. Oh, don't grovel! He beat a very brave retreat... I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away! Oh, I don't think so.
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. So? We have ridden since the snows of winter covered this land, through the kingdom of Mercia, through... Right. All right. What are you doing in England? Ah, but can you not also make bridges out of stone? Cider!
Oh, I don't think so. 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. Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaah! Oh, yeah, I agree with that. He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp. Well, I am King! Anarcho-syndicalism is a way of preserving freedom. Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot. Allo! Who is eet? We're Knights of the Round Table. We dance whene'er we're able.
Yes, I see. That's-- that's, uh-- that's enough music for now, lads. Tell us! Tell us! Come on, then. You fight with the strength of many men, Sir Knight.
Well, I'll ask him, but I don't think he'll be very keen. Oh. Oh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite your legs off! Not at all. See you on Thursday. Oh, don't be such a baby. Bring out your dead! That's what it's all about. If only people would hear of-- I've had worse. Allo! Who is eet? It's not a question of where he grips it! It's a simple question of weight ratios! A five ounce bird could not carry a one pound coconut. Aagh!
Victory is mine! Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here? The nose? Oh. Oh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite your legs off! Throw her into the pond! Oh, yes. It's very nice. Hah! You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me? Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you? Sorry.
A witch! A witch! A witch! A witch! Cider! 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 By 'anging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society.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'm invincible!