Miscellaneous Collections

ARTHUR: A scratch? Your arm's off! BLACK KNIGHT
No, it isn't. ARTHUR: Well, what's that then?...
ARTHUR: (as the MAN next to him is squashed by a sheep) Knights!
Run away! Midst echoing shouts of run away the KNIGHTS retreat to cover with the odd cow or goose hitting them still....
ARTHUR: Be quiet! DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more-- ARTHUR
Be quiet! I order you to be quiet! WOMAN: Order, eh -- who does he think he is?...
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I order you to shut up. OLD WOMAN
Order, eh -- who does he think he is? ARTHUR: I am your king!...
ARTHUR: Bloody peasant! DENNIS: Oh, what a give away.
Did you here that, did you here that, eh? That's what I'm on about -- did you see him repressing me, you saw it didn't you?...
ARTHUR: But if he was dying, he wouldn't bother to carve Aaaaarrrrrrggghhh.
He'd just say it. BROTHER MAYNARD: It's down there carved in stone. GALAHAD: Perhaps he w...
ARTHUR: CHARGE! [The mighty ARMY charges. Thundering noise of feet.
Clatter of coconuts. Shouts etc....
ARTHUR: Charge! [They all charge with swords drawn towards the RABBIT.
ARTHUR: Did you say shrubberies? ROGER: Yes. Shrubberies are my trade.
I am a shrubber. My name is Roger the Shrubber....
Arthur felt happy. He was terribly pleased that the day was for once working out so much according to plan.
Only twenty minutes ago he had decided he would go mad, and now here he was already chasi...

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