Well, how'd you become king, then?
Look, my liege! Where'd you get the coconuts? Why? No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she's got a wart.
It's only a model. No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she's got a wart. I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now leave before I am forced to taunt you a second time!
Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
The nose? Well, how'd you become king, then? Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! And the hat. She's a witch! Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I'm being repressed!
- The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice!
- 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. That is why I am your king.
- Well, she turned me into a newt.
Oh, ow!
Found them? In Mercia?! The coconut's tropical! Camelot! She looks like one. She looks like one. I'm not a witch. How do you know she is a witch?
- What a strange person.
- Now, look here, my good man.
- Shut up! Will you shut up?!
Who's that then? It's only a model. Shut up! Well, Mercia's a temperate zone!
I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now leave before I am forced to taunt you a second time! The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land.
Oh, ow! …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate? Well, we did do the nose. How do you know she is a witch? Well, how'd you become king, then? We want a shrubbery!!
Well, how'd you become king, then? Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Camelot! The nose?
A newt? On second thoughts, let's not go there. It is a silly place. You don't vote for kings. Bloody Peasant! Camelot!
Did you dress her up like this? Well, I didn't vote for you. What a strange person. I have to push the pram a lot.
Be quiet! Who's that then? The nose? On second thoughts, let's not go there. It is a silly place. You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called Ah-thoor Keeng, you and all your silly English K-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-niggits!
Look, my liege! He hasn't got shit all over him. Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods. A newt? On second thoughts, let's not go there. It is a silly place.
We want a shrubbery!! I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now leave before I am forced to taunt you a second time!
But you are dressed as one… I'm not a witch. We found them. Bloody Peasant! Well, how'd you become king, then? But you are dressed as one…
We want a shrubbery!! I'm not a witch. Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! I'm not a witch. But you are dressed as one… Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system!