Monty Python and The Holy Grail
Scene 3: Repression is Nine Tenths of the Law?
[King Arthur music]
[thud thud thud]
[King Arthur music stops]
ARTHUR: Old woman!
ARTHUR: Man. Sorry. What knight lives in that castle over
DENNIS: I'm thirty-seven.
ARTHUR: I-- what?
DENNIS: I'm thirty-seven. I'm not old.
ARTHUR: Well, I can't just call you 'Man'.
DENNIS: Well, you could say 'Dennis'.
ARTHUR: Well, I didn't know you were called 'Dennis'.
DENNIS: Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you?
ARTHUR: I did say 'sorry' about the 'old woman', but from the
behind you looked--
DENNIS: What I object to is that you automatically treat me
like an inferior!
ARTHUR: Well, I am King!
DENNIS: Oh, King, eh, very nice. And how d'you get that, eh?
By exploiting the workers! By 'anging on to outdated imperialist dogma
which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society. If
there's ever going to be any progress with the--
WOMAN: Dennis, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh! How
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
WOMAN: I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an
DENNIS: You're fooling yourself. We're living in a
dictatorship: a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working
WOMAN: Oh, there you go bringing class into it again.
DENNIS: That's what it's all about. If only people would hear
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.
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,...
DENNIS: ...but all the decisions 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
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: ...but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more
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,...
...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.
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
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
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!
ARTHUR: Bloody peasant!
DENNIS: Oh, what a give-away. Did you hear that? Did you hear
that, eh? That's what I'm on about. Did you see him repressing me? You
saw it, didn't you?