"'E's dead, that's what's wrong with it!"
"'E's kicked the bucket!  'E's shuffled off 'is mortal coil!"
"'E's not pinin'!  'E's passed on!"
"'Ee ah wor 'ungry-like!"   "Ah, hungry!"
"'Ello, I wish to register a complaint."
"'Ere we are... Cockroach Cluster!"
"'Ere!  'E says 'e's not dead!"
"'Ere, is that rat tart?"   "Yes."   "Disgusting!"
"'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory!"
"'Ow are you, Bruce?"   "Goodnight Bruce!"   "Bruce."
"'Ow d'you know 'e's a King?"  "'e 'asn't got shit all over 'im."
"'Straylya, 'Straylia, 'Straylia, 'Straylya, we love you! Amen!"
"A B C D E-F-G.  Eric the half a bee......"
"A king, eh?  Well, I didn't vote for you..."
"A little fermented curd will do the trick."
"A lovely little thinker, but a bugger when he's pissed."
"A nod's as good as a wink to a blind bat."
"A piston engine?  What did ya buy that for?"   "It was on sale."
"A scratch?  Your arm's off!"
"A spanking!  There's going to be a spanking!"
"Ah blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur Keeeng!"
"Ah don' wanna talk to you no more."
"Albatross!"
"Albatross?  What flavor is it?"
"All things dull and ugly, all creatures short and squat."
"Always look on the bright side of life..."
"Am I right in thinking there's a real frog in 'ere?"
"Amen!  Crack a tube!"
"And as a consequence, he will die... laughing."
"And don't talk to the audience!"
"And garnished with lark's vomit."
"And here is the final score:  Pigs 9  British Bipeds 4."
"And now for something completely different."
"And now for this week's request death."
"And now from the world of novel writing..."
"And now the penguin on top of your television set will explode."
"And now, a man with a tape recorder up his brother's nose."
"And now, a man with a tape recorder up his nose."
"And now, I would like to conclude this arrest, with an hymn."
"And now, Radio Four will explode."
"And now... Number one...The larch..."
"And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere out in space."
"And remind him that we don't like stuck-up sticky-beaks here."
"And Saint Attila raised the Holy Hand Grenade up on high..."
"And the aptly named Sir Not-Appearing-In-This-Film."
"And the number of the counting shall be three."
"And the people did feast upon the lambs, and stoats.."
"And then Lancelot, Robin and I will jump out of the Rabbit."
"And then, of course, release the vultures."
"And there was much rejoicing."
"And this is the machine that goes ping!"
"And what *is* the most popular cheese 'round hyah?"
"And what do we burn apart from witches?"   "*More* witches!"
"And what have they ever given us in return?"   "The aqueduct?"
"Apparently he's going to inherit the Earth."
"Are you gonna take me home tonight?"
"Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?"
"Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle..."
"Armaments, chapter one, verses nine through twenty-seven."
"Arthur...  Arthur, King of the Britons..."
"Attila the Nun:  A simple girl pledged to a life of brutality."
"Baked beans are off!"
"Because we're Protestant!  And fiercely proud of it!"
"Bicycle Repair Man!  But... how?!?"
"Brother Maynard!  Bring out the Holy Hand Grenade!"
"Bruce here teaches classical philosophy."
"Bruce there teaches Haegelian philosophy."
"BURN HER ANYWAY!"
"But apart from the aqueduct, the sanitation and the roads..."
"But half a bee has got to bee, vis a vis, its entity."
"But we can't prosecute you for that."
"But you can't have babies."   "Don't you oppress me."
"But, Mother..."   "Father, lad, Father."
"Call the church police!"
"Cardinal Fang!  Fetch... the comfy chair!"
"Come 'n see the violence inherent in th' system!"
"Consult the Book of Armaments!"
"Crucifixion?"   "For a first offense, yeah!"
"Crunchy, raw, unboned, real, dead frog!"
"Das Limpet!"
"David Hume could out-consume Wilhelm Freidrich Hegel."
"Dear, can you have the kids leave the scalps alone?"
"Dennis!  There's some lovely filth down 'ere!"
"Did you see 'im repressing me?  You saw it, didn't you?
"Dimmesdale?""
"Do you, in fact, have any cheese at all in this establishment?"
"Does it come with wafers?
"Don't give me that, you snotty-faced evil pan of droppings!"
"Drink doctor, eat sister, cook Mr. Bertenshaw, nurse me!"
"E ae Jesu dominae, donna aes requiem...(THUNK)"
"Ethel the Aardvark was hopping down the river valley ..."
"Excuse me miss?" "Miss!?" "Sorry, I have a cold."
"Excuse me.  I should like to buy a fish license please."
"First shalt thou pull out the holy pin!"
"Forget about your sins!  Give the audience a grin!"
"Four hours to bury a cat?"   "Yes.  It wouldn't keep still."
"From now on I want you all to call me Loretta." -- Stan
"G'day, Bruce!"
"Go ahead.  Attack me with that bananna."
"Go and boil your bottom under a silly person!"
"Good morning, Sir.  Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium!"
"Half a bee, philosophically, must ipso facto, half not bee."
"Have you, in fact, got any cheese here at all."
"He sleeps all night and he works all day."
"He was not afraid to die.  Oh, brave Sir Robin!"
"He's that most dangerous of creatures:  a clever sheep."
"Hear, hear!  Well spoken, Bruce!"
"Hello, Bruce."   "Bruce."   "How are you, Bruce?"
"Hello, good evening, and welcome, to Blackmail!"
"Hello, I wish to register a complaint."
"Here!  Here's the boss-fellow now!"
"How are you, Bruce?"   "A bit crooked, Bruce."
"How do you know so much about swallows, sire?"
"Hullo, Mrs. Premise."    "Hullo, Mrs. Conclusion."
"I *could* be arguing in my spare time."
"I *never*!" -- Sir Robin. The Not-So-Brave-As-Sir-Launcelot
"I am your king!"   "Well I didn't vote for you!"
"I believe in peace and bashing two bricks together."
"I chop down trees, I wear high heels, suspendies and a bra."
"I didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition!"
"I fart in your general direction!"
"I feel happy!  I feel happy!  I feel happy!"  <thwack>
"I have a vewwy gweat fwend in Wome called Bigguth Dickuth."
"I put on women's clothing and hang around in bars!"
"I sleep all night and I work all day."
"I think cement is more interesting than people think."
"I think it was 'Blessed are the Cheesemakers.'"
"I want him fighting wabid wild animals within a week." -- Pilate
"I want to buy some cheese."
"I wave my private parts at your auntie!"
"I will not have my fwends widiculed by the common soldiewy."
"I wish I'd been a girlie, just like my dear papa."
"I wish to complain about this parrot."
"I'd like to welcome the pommey bastard to God's own Earth!"
"I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad.  It's dead!"
"I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay..."
"I'm afraid we're fresh out of red Leicester, sir."
"I'm French!  Why do you think I have this outrageous accent?"
"I'm not a witch, I'm not a witch!"
"I'm not quite dead yet, sir!"
"I'm sorry.  I'm not allowed to argue any more."
"I...  I wanted to be...  a lumberjack!"
"I... think it's a bit runnier than you'll like it, sir."
"If a sperm get's wasted, God get's quite irate!"
"If I may begin at the beginning."
"If we took the bones out, it wouldn't be crunchy!"
"Immanuel Kant was a real pissant who was very rarely stable."
"Is it dead?"   "Well, it was coughin' up blood last night."
"Is that a *chicken* up there?"
"Is there someone else up there we can talk to?"
"Is this the right room for an arguement?"
"It doesn't say anything here about lark's vomit!"
"It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon."
"It's a fair cop, but society's to blame." -- Klaus
"It's Being Hit on the Head lessons in here."
"It's certainly uncontaminated by cheese...."
"It's every man's right to have babies if he wants them." -- Stan
"It's hot enough to boil a monkey's bum in here, your Majesty."
"It's just a harmless little bunny..."
"It's like those miserable Psalms... they're so depressing!"
"It's my considered opinion that they're nestin'."
"It's not much of a cheese shop, is it?"
"It's probably pining for the fjords."
"It's springtime for Hitler and Germany."
"It's the old man from Scene 24!"
"It's..."
"Killimanjaro is a pretty tricky climb."
"Let's not bicker and argue about 'oo killed 'oo!"
"Life's a piece of shit, when you look at it."
"Lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch..."
"Look at th' bones!" -- Tim the Enchanter
"Look!  There's the old man from Scene 24!" -- King Arthur
"Lovely Spam,  Wonderful Spam!"
"Me, Doctor?"    "No, me doctor.  You Mr. Bertenshaw."
"Message for you, sir!" <<THUD>>
"Mind if we call you "Bruce" to keep it clear?"
"Mmmm, boy, this is fun.  This is good fun..."
"Mock frog!  We use *no* artificial additives or preservatives!"
"My brain hurts!" -- Professor R.J. Gumby
"My favorite color?  Pink!  No, BluAAAAAHHH!"
"My hovercraft is full of eels."
"My my, Prudence.  What a strange-looking group of people."
"My wife, doctor?"    "No, your wife patient."
"New Bruce, are you a pooftah?"
"No!  Not the Knights who say `Ni'!"
"No, it doesn't come with bloody wafers!"
"No, no.....No, 'e's stunned!"
"No, sir.  All our "David Copperfield"s have two P's."
"No.  She Sister, me doctor, you Mr. Bertenshaw."
"Norwegian Blues stun easily, Major."
"Not necessarily.  I *could* be arguing in my spare time."
"Notice they do not so much fly, as plummet."  <baa... thump.>
"Now go away, or I shall taunt you a second time!"
"Now that's what I call a dead parrot."
"Now this is extremely nasty!"
"Now witness their attempts to fly from tree to tree."
"Now, Mr. Simpson... Simpson, Simpson... French, is it?"
"Now, we are about to attempt to cross... the Bridge of Death!"
"Nudge, nudge, wink, wink .. know what I mean?"
"Number ninety-seven:  A radio."
"Oh dear, the radio's exploded!"
"Oh Lord, Bless us this Holy Hand Grenade..."
"Oh Lord, we beseech Thee, tell us 'oo croaked Lester!"
"Oh Lord, we beseech Thee.  Amen!"
"Oh shut up.  And go and change your armor."
"Oh yes.  The... uh... Norwegian Blue.  What's wrong with it?"
"Oh!  It's the *meek*... blessed are the *meek*!"
"Oh!  King, eh?  Very nice.  And 'ow'd you get that, eh?"
"Oh!  Oh!  I'm sorry!  This is abuse!"
"Oh, Bevis!  And I thought you were so rugged!"
"Oh, don't grovel!"   "Sorry, Lord..."
"Oh, I thought you were complaining about the mazukia player!"
"Oh, I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay!"
"Oh, quick get the sword out!  I want to cut his head off!"
"Oh, we use only the finest baby frogs."
"Oh, you'll probably get away with crucifixion."
"Oh... it wasn't dead, then?"
"One day, lad, *all* this will be yours."  "What, the curtains?"
"One dead unjugged rabbit fish later..."
"Or you can shoot them just there, just above the beak."
"Other kings said I was *daft* to build a castle in a swamp!"
"Our sales would plummet!"    "F*ck your sales!"
"Pardon me, but did you say `Blessed are the cheesemakers'?"
"Pity.  It's more thorough than the Dickens."
"Please, Sir Knight... we *are* doctors."
"Plucky Reginald Vas Deferens is a nuclear scientist."
"Proper little gaoler's pet, aren't we?"
"Quick, man, cling tenaciously to my buttocks!"
"Quite agree, quite agree.  Too silly, far too silly."
"Ram's Bladder Cup.  Now, what sort of confectionery is that?"
"Rat cake, rat sorbet, rat pudding, or strawberry tart."
"Remarkable bird, id'nit, squire?  Lovely plumage!"
"Remarkable bird, the Norwegian Blue.  Beautiful plumage."
"Rene Descartes was a drunken fart, `I drink therefore I am.'"
"Right.  That concludes the readin' of the rules, Bruce."
"Rule Four:  I don't want to catch anybody not drinking."
"Rule One:  No Pooftahs!"
"Rule Six:  There is no... rule six."
"Rule Three:  No pooftahs."
"She's a good sheila, Bruce, and not at all stuck up."
"She's a witch!  Burn her!"
"Shh.  Admire the majesty of those stone pointy things."
"Show me the glen where the kippers roam free."
"Silence!  I've had enough of this wowdy wabble webel behaviour."
"Sit on my face, and tell me that you love me..."
"So he can go on playing, can he?"
"So if she weighs the same as a duck..."
"So, I built a second one!  That sank into the swamp."
"Socrates himself was permanently pissed."
"Some of my best friends are lumberjacks."
"Spam!  Lovely spam!  Beautiful spam!"
"Spam, spam, spam, baked beans, spam, spam and spam."
"Spam, spam, spam, spam, baked beans and spam."
"Speaking as a man in the street... AAAUUUGGGHHH!"
"Standard British bird, the gannet... it's in all the books!"
"Stop it!  Call yourselves Pwaetonian guards.  Silence!"
"Stop that, stop that...It's just too silly." -- The Colonel
"Stop this, stop this.  What a silly way to carry on."
"Stwike him, centuwion, vewwy woughly."
"Take it away, Eric the Orchestra Leader!"
"Take it away, Ghengis."
"That burned down, fell over, *then* sank into the swamp."
"That parrot is definitely deceased"
"That rodent's go' a viscious streak a mile wide!"
"That's as may be, it's still a frog."
"The *Real* Story of the Film So Far..."
"The cat's eaten it."  "Has he?"  "She, sir."
"THE CHURCH POLICE!"
"The jugged fish *is* 'alibut!"
"The knights who say "Ni" demand... a sacrifice!"
"The little wascal has spiwit." -- Pilate
"The Norwegian Blue prefers kippin' on its back!"
"The plumage don't enter into it.  It's stone dead."
"The Story of the Film So Far..."
"The world today seems absolutely crackers."
"Then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade towards thy foe..."
"Then shalt thou count to three. No more, no less."
"Then we have number four.  Number four: Crunchy Frog."
"There you go, bringing class into it again..."
"There's a dead bishop on the landing, dad!"
"There's always one, isn't there?  Now, where were we?"
"There's another dead Bishop on the landing, Vicar-Sergeant!"
"There's nothing more dangerous than a wounded mosquito!"
"They're storming the castle again."      "Pour hot oil on 'em"
"This here's the wattle, the emblem of our land."
"This is abuse.  Arguments are down the hall."
"THIS IS AN EX-PARROT!"
"This is largely as I predicted, except the Silly Party won."
"This is the castle of my master, Dweezil Water!"
"This isn't much of a cheese shop, is it?"
"This man is no ordinary man.  This is Mr. F. G. Superman..."
"This parrot wouldn't foom if you put 4,000,000 volts through it!
"Those who hear them seldom live to tell the tale!"
"Three shall be the number of the counting..."
"Uh... those *are* sheep aren't they?"
"Venezuelan Beaver Cheese?"    "Not *today*, sir, no."
"We apologize for the previous apology..."
"We are but eight score young blondes and brunettes."
"We eat ham and jam and spam a lot!"
"We get it fresh on Monday."
"We have found a witch!  May we burn her?"
"We live in a bloody swamp!  We need all the land we can get!"
"We seek the Grail!"
"We'd sing!  Sing!  Sing!"
"We're going to have to have our budgie put down."
"Well Bruce, I heard the Prime Minister use it."
"Well I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to shoot you."
"Well what's on the television, then?"
"Well, don't you even take the bones out?"
"Well, he's... he's, ah... probably pining for the fjords."
"Well, I can't hear a thing!  Let's go to the stoning." -- Mandy
"Well, I don't like them... they wet their nests."
"Well, I'm terribly sorry about killing all those people..."
"Well, it's got *some* rat in it."
"Well, that was really 'orrible."
"Well... It's very runny, actually, sir."
"Well... She turned me into a newt!"
"What a senseless waste of human life."
"What a strange person." -- Lancelot
"What do you mean?  An African or a European swallow?"
"What flavor?  Its a bloody sea bird, innit?
"What now?"    "The cat's eaten it."
"What sort of frog?"    "A *dead* frog."
"What's all this then, Amen!"
"What's that on the TV?"  "Looks like a penguin..."
"What's this?  Wants to be a *girlie*?  Oh, My!"
"What?  A swallow carrying a coconut?"
"Which way to Castle Anthrax?"
"Who's the little number with the nightie and the whip, eh?"
"Why do you want to be Loretta, Stan?"
"Wight!  Centuwion ... take him away."
"Wow!  Look at the *size* of that... briefcase."
"Yes sir.  It's... ah... it's a bit runny..."
"Yes, they certainly know how to keep order..."
"Yoo arrr Mary, Queen of Scots?"  "I am!"  <crash><bang><scream>
"You and all your silly English Kuhnnnnnnnn-nigits!"
"You can stick it in a bottle, you can hold it in your hand."
"You don' frighten us, English pig-dogs!"
"You don't want to come back from Sorrento to a dead cat."
"You empty-headed animal food-trough wiper!"
"You have to know these sorts of things when you're a king"
"You know, a moose once bit my sister."
"You only killed the bride's father, that's all!"
"You... do *have* some cheese, don't you?"
"Your just no fun anymore."
"`Pederasto', the game for all the family."
Every Spam is sacred.
Maybe if we attack it, it will get confused, and make a mistake.
No one expects the Spammish Repetition!  Spam!  Spam!  Spam!
The young constable has just thrown up into his helmet.
