Tis but a scratch! I dunno. Must be a king. In that case, I shall have to kill you. In war we're tough and able, quite indefatigable. Between our quests we sequin vests and impersonate Clark Gable. A witch! A witch! I think kill him.
Well, now, uh, Lancelot, Galahad, and I, uh, wait until nightfall, and then leap out of the rabbit, taking the French, uh, by surprise. Uh, very small rocks!
Just a flesh wound. Where'd you get the coconuts? I'm thirty-seven. And this isn't my nose. It's a false one. Thppppt! Oh, yeah. Oh. Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God with a sacred quest. 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.
He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin I'm French! Why do think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king-a?! Umm!
There are ways of telling whether she is a witch. You don't vote for kings. And don't apologize. He buggered off. 'cause they're made of... wood?
Victory is mine! Will you ask your master if he wants to join my court at Camelot?! What? What a strange person.
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