Of course not! You are English types-a! 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,... Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride... to... Camelot! Shut up, will you? Shut up! Aaaagh! 'Ere. He says he's not dead! And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off... A duck!
Look well, Arthur, for it is your sacred task to seek this grail. He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin Oh, don't grovel! Have at you! Yes. Yeah, a bit. Ah, thanks very much. What are you doing now?!
Well I got better. No, they'd have to have it on a line. Listen. In order to maintain air-speed velocity, a swallow needs to beat its wings forty-three times every second, right? I'm not dead! Not at all. See you on Thursday. Yes. Yeah, a bit. Now look here, my good man... We do routines and chorus scenes With footwork impeccable. We dine well here in Camelot. We eat ham and jam and spam a lot. Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God with a sacred quest. What also floats in water?
That is why I am your king! A witch! A witch! Mind your own business! 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 By 'anging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society.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-- Where'd you get the coconuts? Aaaaaaaah! None shall pass. Help! Help! I'm being repressed!
Well, do us a favor. The Britons. I am your king!
King of the who? No, it floats! It floats! My liege! I would be honored. Yes. Yeah, a bit. Who are you who are so wise in the ways of science?
Are you suggesting coconuts migrate? You liar! Uh, very small rocks! Now stand aside, worthy adversary. Oh, let's be nice to him. Be quiet! I order you to be quiet! Who are the Britons?
Well I got better. Allo! Who is eet? Bravest of the brave, Sir Robin. He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp.
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