Well, what do you want?

Where'd you get the coconuts? Shut up! Will you shut up?! And this isn't my nose. This
is a false one. And this isn't my nose. This is a false one.

Well, I didn't vote for you. Well, I didn't vote for you. 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.

And the hat. She's a witch!

Oh, ow! Well, Mercia's a temperate zone! Bring her forward! And the hat. She's a
witch! The nose?

1. Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I'm being
repressed!
2. I dunno. Must be a king.
3. Who's that then?

Why?

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 want a shrubbery!!

 …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate?

 What a strange person.
 Shut up! Will you shut up?!

Be quiet! But you are dressed as one… 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!

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. Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who
seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods.

What a strange person. And this isn't my nose. This is a false one. 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!

I have to push the pram a lot. Well, I didn't vote for you. …Are you suggesting that
coconuts migrate? Shut up! Will you shut up?!

Where'd you get the coconuts? The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice! Ah, now
we see the violence inherent in the system! 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!

Bloody Peasant! I am your king. It's only a model. A newt?

Be quiet! Well, I got better. Who's that then? 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.

Well, Mercia's a temperate zone! Now, look here, my good man. Who's that then? We
found them.

Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! 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!

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! On second thoughts, let's not go there. It is a silly place.

You don't vote for kings. Burn her! It's only a model. Bring her forward! Burn her
anyway! I am your king.