We want a shrubbery!!
Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Well, I didn't vote for you. Burn her! The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice! Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni! He hasn't got stuff all over him.
- I have to push the pram a lot.
- Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni!
- Why?
Found them? In Mercia?! The coconut's tropical!
Bring her forward! The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice! And the hat. She's a witch! Who's that then? Shut up! Will you shut up?!
- 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.
- Burn her anyway!
- A newt?
Why do you think that she is a witch? Why? 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!
Bloody Peasant! Be quiet! Bloody Peasant! Well, I got better.
No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she's got a wart. Shut up! Who's that then? How do you know she is a witch? Did you dress her up like this?
Be quiet! What do you mean? We shall say 'Ni' again to you, if you do not appease us. Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni! A newt?
Well, we did do the nose. Where'd you get the coconuts? I am your king. She looks like one.
Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods. I dunno. Must be a king. And this isn't my nose. This is a false one. Well, what do you want? Camelot! Well, I didn't vote for you.
Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I'm being repressed! Where'd you get the coconuts? Who's that then? Well, I got better. You don't vote for kings.
I dunno. Must be a king. Bloody Peasant! Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Where'd you get the coconuts? 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.
We shall say 'Ni' again to you, if you do not appease us. What a strange person. And this isn't my nose. This is a false one. Did you dress her up like this? 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.
Did you dress her up like this? Well, Mercia's a temperate zone! Why? Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods.
We want a shrubbery!! He hasn't got stuff all over him. Shut up! Will you shut up?! Bloody Peasant!
