!BRUCE--There is no GRAIL here
Camelot -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [clop clop clop] SIR BEDEVERE: And that, my liege, is how we know the earth to be banana-shaped. ARTHUR: This new learning amazes me, Sir Bedevere. Explain again how sheep´s bladders may be employed to prevent earthquakes. BEDEVERE: Oh, certainly, sir. SIR LAUNCELOT: Look, my liege! [trumpets] ARTHUR: Camelot! SIR GALAHAD: Camelot! LAUNCELOT: Camelot! PATSY: It´s only a model. ARTHUR: Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride... to... Camelot! [in medieval hall] KNIGHTS: [singing] We´re Knights of the Round Table. We dance whene´er we´re able. We do routines and chorus scenes With footwork impeccable. We dine well here in Camelot. We eat ham and jam and spam a lot. [dancing] We´re Knights of the Round Table. Our shows are formidable, But many times we´re given rhymes That are quite unsingable. We´re opera mad in Camelot. We sing from the diaphragm a lot. [in dungeon] PRISONER: [clap clap clap clap] [in medieval hall] KNIGHTS: [tap-dancing] In war we´re tough and able, Quite indefatigable. Between our quests we sequin vests and impersonate Clark Gable. It´s a busy life in Camelot. MAN: I have to push the pram a lot. [outdoors] ARTHUR: Well, on second thought, let´s not go to Camelot. It is a silly place. KNIGHTS: Right. Right. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------