Tis but a scratch! Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Right. Right. You don't vote for kings. Who's that, then? Now look here, my good man... Bring out your dead!
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Oh! I have to push the pram a lot.
The pond! Throw her into the pond! No. Now, go away, or I shall taunt you a second time-a! Yes, he is. There are ways of telling whether she is a witch. Pull the other one!
Right! Arthur, King of the Britons, your Knights of the Round Table shall have a task to make them an example in these dark times. No. Tell us! Tell us! Then I dub you 'Sir Bedemere, Knight of the Round Table'.
Please! Please, good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle? 'Course it's a good idea! Behold! I'm thirty-seven. I'm not old. 'cause they're made of... wood? I'm averting my eyes, O Lord. His head smashed in and his heart cut out. 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! We haven't got enough mud. You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs!
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