Lady got classic there. Python rocks. I know this is supposed to be one liners, but this whole scene cracks me up.
Arthur
How do you do, good lady? I am Arthur, King of the Britons. Who's castle is that?
Woman
King of the who?
Arthur
The Britons.
Woman
Who are the Britons?
Arthur
Well, we all are. We are all Britons, and I am your king.
Woman
I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective.
Dennis
You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship: a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes--
Woman
Oh, there you go bringing class into it again.
Dennis
That's what it's all about. If only people would hear of--
Arthur
Please! Please, good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle?
Woman
No one lives there.
Arthur
Then who is your lord?
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 have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting...
Arthur
Yes, I see.
Dennis
...by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs,...
Arthur
Be quiet!
Dennis
...but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major--
Arthur
Be quiet! I order you to be quiet!
Woman
Order, eh? Who does he think he is? Heh.
Arthur
I am your king!
Woman
Well, I didn't vote for you.
Arthur
You don't vote for kings.
Woman
Well, how did you become King, then?
Arthur
The Lady of the Lake,...
[angels sing]
...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.
[singing stops]
That is why I am your king!
Dennis
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.
Arthur
Be quiet!
Dennis
Well, but 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 'round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away!
Arthur
Shut up, will you? Shut up!
Dennis
Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system.
Arthur
Shut up!
Dennis
Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I'm being repressed!
From a non-comedy I have to point out Blood in, blood out. The skinny white boy gets sent to jail and he is walking around the exercise floor so he comes up to a huge black man pumping iron. He tries to strike up a conversation just to get shut down:
"Shut up before I make you my bitch"
[This message was edited by SuperWimp on July 19, 2003 at 12:03 PM.]