Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaah! Bravely ran away, away. Well, I didn't know you were called 'Dennis'. 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! Aaagh! I'm not dead! Throw her into the pond! I can't.
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I'm not interested! Who are you who are so wise in the ways of science? That's-- that's, uh-- that's enough music for now, lads. God be praised! Arthur, this is the Holy Grail. The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you! Come on, then. Bravest of the brave, Sir Robin. Oh, certainly, sir. I can't. Yes!
Well, do us a favor. Uh, very small rocks! Well, why not? So, why do witches burn? Bring her forward. ...but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major-- Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
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