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: I have come to educate the Wart. Sir Ector
: Oh, no, you don't. I'm running this place, and if you think you're gonna fiddle with my schedule, you'd better pack up your bag of tricks and be gone!
[Merlin promptly disappears
] Sir Ector
: What? Well, by Jove! Hey, he's gone. Kay
: Hm? Good riddance. Merlin
: [disembodied voice
] I'm gone, but then, I'm not gone. Heh-heh-heh. So if I do leave, you can never be sure that I am gone, can you? Sir Ector
: Well, uh... heh-heh-heh-heh... Well, I must say, you... got me there, Marvin. Uh, heh. Yes, well, you win. You're welcome to stay if you like. Merlin
: [appearing suddenly
] Thank you. You're very kind. Very generous, I must say.
: [covering Sir Ector with magical indoor snow
] That is what I call a "wizard blizzard". Sir Ector
] Hey, Kay. Hey, would you look at this? An indoor blizzard! And in the month of July! Kay
: So what?
: [entering the forest
] I-I'll get the arrow, Kay. I'm sure I can find it. Kay
: Huh! Oh, don't tell me you're going in THERE. Why, it's swarming with wolves. Arthur
: I'm not afraid. Kay
: Huh. Well, go ahead. It's your skin, not mine. Go on, go on.
: Here's to Sir Kay and - who knows? - the future king of al England!
[Ector and Pelinore clink glasses, causing them to break and spill wine over Kay's head
: Watch it, will ya? Sir Pelinore
: [suddenly considering this
] Kay the King? What a dreadful thought.
: [Wart is following Kay while he is hunting. Kay turns to him
] Quiet, Waaaaart! Arthur
: [from a tree branch over Kay's head
] I'm tryin' to be. Kay
: And nobody asked you to come along in the first place. Arthur
: I'm not even movin'. Kay
: Hey, we were doing fine until we got in deep water. Then along comes this huge pike with big jaws and sharp, jagged teeth. Kay
: Oh, tell 'im off, dad. Arthur
: He was a monster, the biggest fish I ever saw. Sir Ector
: And, boy, that's the biggest fish story I ever heard! Arthur
: But it's true, sir. Sir Ector
: That's three demerits for being late, and three more for the fish story. Now hop it to the kitchen. Kay
] I told you the Wart was looney. Sir Ector
: Eh, well, he's either out of his head or, uh, there's something mighty fishy going on around here.
: We ought to run the old geezer right out of the castle. Sir Ector
: Oh, no. No, no, no, Kay, no. He might cast an evil spell on the lot of us. Turn us all to stone. Shh. No, there's no telling WHAT the old devil might do. Arthur
: He's not an old devil! He's... he's good, and-and his magic is good, too! If... if you just leave him alone! Sir Ector
: Now, look here, Wart! That's three more demerits! Kay
: Box his ears, dad. Arthur
: Just because you can't understand something, it... it doesn't mean it's wrong! Sir Ector
: Ten more demerits! Arthur
: You make all the rules and... and nobody else can say anything! Sir Ector
: You said aplenty, boy! All that popping off just cooked your goose! Kay, from now on, young Hobbes is your squire. Ha! Did you hear that, Wart? Hobbes is going to be Kay's squire, hm-mmm. Arthur
: Y-yes, sir. Kay
: That'll teach you to pop off, you little pipsqueak.
: [after putting the sword back in the stone after Wart pulled it
] Alright, boy, let's have the miracle.
[Wart goes up to the sword to pull it out of the stone again
: [grabs Wart's arm and shoves him away
] Now, wait a minute! Anyone can pull it once it's been pulled!
[tries to pull the sword but can't
] Sir Ector
: Go to it, Kay. Give it all you got. Put your back into it!
] Sir Ector
: [Three other knights come in and try to pull out the sword as well
] Black Bart
: Now hold on. That's not fair. Sir Pelinore
: I say we let the boy try it. Black Bart
: That's what I say. Give the boy a chance. Sir Pelinore
: Go ahead, son.
[Wart walks back up to the sword. The miracle light appears over the stone just when he pulls the sword from the stone successfully
] Sir Pelinore
: It's a miracle ordained by Heaven. This boy is our king. Sir Ector
: Well, by Jove. Black Bart
: What's the lad's name? Sir Ector
: Eh, Wart... Oh, I mean Arthur. Black Bart
: Hail, King Arthur! Crowd
: Hail, King Arthur! Long live the king! Archimedes the Owl
] I can't believe it! Sir Ector
: [bows to Arthur
] Oh, forgive me, son. Forgive me. Arthur
: Oh, please don't, sir. Sir Ector
: Kay! Bow to your king!
: Let us drink to the knight I could have been, if Arthur had not passed me over for a certain young prince. Sir Gawain
: Valiant? You don't deserve to stand in his shadow.
: [handling the ship's till
] Come on, you blasted sow.