Please, please good people.  I am in haste.  What knight lives in
      that castle?

                              OLD WOMAN
      No one live there.

                              ARTHUR
      Well, who is your lord?

                              OLD WOMAN
      We don't have a lord.

                              ARTHUR
      What?

                              DENNIS
      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.

                              ARTHUR
      Yes.

                              DENNIS
      ... But all the decision of that officer ...

                              ARTHUR
      Yes, I see.

                              DENNIS
      ... must be approved at a bi-weekly meeting by a simple majority
      in the case of purely internal affairs.

                              ARTHUR
      Be quiet!

                              DENNIS
      ... but a two-thirds majority ...

                              ARTHUR
      Be quiet!  I order you to shut up.

                              OLD WOMAN
      Order, eh -- who does he think he is?

                              ARTHUR
      I am your king!

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

                              ARTHUR
      You don't vote for kings.

                              OLD WOMAN
      Well, how did you become king, then?

                              ARTHUR
      The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite,
      held Excalibur aloft from the bosom of the water to signify by
      Divine Providence ...  that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur ...
      That is why I am your king!
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|                              OLD WOMAN
|      Is Frank in?  He'd be able to deal with this one.
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                              DENNIS
      Look,  strange women lying on their backs in ponds handing out
      swords ... that's no basis for a system of government.  Supreme
      executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from
      some farcical aquatic ceremony.

                              ARTHUR
      Be quiet!

                              DENNIS
      You can't expect to wield supreme executive power
      just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!

                              ARTHUR
      Shut up!

                              DENNIS
      I mean, if I went around saying I was an Emperor because some
      moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, people would
      put me away!

                              ARTHUR
          (Grabbing him by the collar)
      Shut up, will you. Shut up!

                              DENNIS
      Ah! NOW ... we see the violence inherent in the system.

                              ARTHUR
      Shut up!

  PEOPLE (i.e. other PEASANTS) are appearing and watching.

                              DENNIS
          (calling)
      Come and see the violence inherent in the system.
      Help, help, I'm being repressed!

                              ARTHUR
          (aware that people are now coming out and watching)
      Bloody peasant!
          (pushes DENNIS over into mud and prepares to ride off)

                              DENNIS
      Oh, Did you hear that!  What a give-away.

                              ARTHUR
      Come on, patsy.

  They ride off.

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Gotta love google.

Damn I LOVE that movie.... [NI]