Mud! Bread! ...but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major--
Brave Sir Robin ran away. Ah, thanks very much. We found them. Well, now, uh, Lancelot, Galahad, and I, uh, wait until nightfall, and then leap out of the rabbit, taking the French, uh, by surprise.
Lead! Lead! Well, I didn't know you were called 'Dennis'. A witch! A witch! A witch! A witch! Not at all. They could be carried. I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge.
What a strange person. I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot. Now, this is your last chance. I've been more than reasonable. Lead! Lead! Ah, but can you not also make bridges out of stone? Yes, I have. You've got two empty halves of coconut and you're bangin' 'em together. Mud!
I feel fine! Be quiet! Not at all. They could be carried. And don't apologize. I am Arthur, King of the Britons.
What are you going to do, bleed on me? They dressed me up like this. Come, Patsy. 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,... Oh, yeah. Please! Please, good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle?
A witch! A witch! Run away! Well, do us a favor. I fart in your general direction! Bring out your dead! Nine pence.
Not at all. They could be carried. I fart in your general direction! We've got a witch! Be quiet! I think kill him. In that case, I shall have to kill you. Good Sir Knight, will you come with me to Camelot and join us at the Round Table? Uh, but you are dressed as one.
Well, he will be soon. He's very ill. Umm! Um, l-- look, i-- i-- if we built this large wooden badger...
I'm not interested! That's-- that's, uh-- that's enough music for now, lads. And gallantly, he chickened out. If... she... weighs... the same as a duck,... she's made of wood. Well, on second thought, let's not go to Camelot. It is a silly place. Who art thou? Well, simple! They'd just use a strand of creeper! Thppppt! I feel happy. I feel happy.
Ah, but can you not also make bridges out of stone? We do routines and chorus scenes With footwork impeccable. We dine well here in Camelot. We eat ham and jam and spam a lot. Well, I can't just call you 'Man'.
Oh! I am Arthur, King of the Britons. A witch! A witch! A witch! A witch! You don't vote for kings.
Every time I try to talk to someone it's 'sorry this' and 'forgive me that' and 'I'm not worthy'.
My liege! Yes. Are there? 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! Well, I'll ask him, but I don't think he'll be very keen.
I-- what? Oh, Dennis, forget about freedom. The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior! Well, what are you, then?
Thppppt! Did you dress her up like this? My liege! What happens now? It could be carried by an African swallow! Well, u-- um, can we come up and have a look? 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--
Bring out your dead! Come, Patsy. ...but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting... And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged. 'cause they're made of... wood?
Well, don't. It's like those miserable Psalms-- they're so depressing. Burn her anyway!
Old woman! Cherries! Shut up! I did say 'sorry' about the 'old woman', but from the behind you looked- 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. I'm not dead! A blessing! A blessing from the Lord! Well I got better.