Oh, I am afraid our life must seem very dull and quiet compared to yours. We are but eight score young blondes and brunettes, all between sixteen and nineteen and a half, cut off in this castle with no one to protect us! Oh, it is a lonely life -- bathing, dressing, undressing, making exciting underwear.... We are just not used to handsome knights. Nay, nay, come, come, you may lie here. Oh, but you are wounded! Wood! Well, um, can we come up and have a look? Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here. It's only a model. Charge! [squeak squeak] And don't apologize. Every time I try to talk to someone it's "sorry this" and "forgive me that" and "I'm not worthy". What are you doing now!? Please, please! No more! We shall find a shrubbery. Oh, yeah, I agree with that... Listen, in order to maintain air-speed velocity, a swallow needs to beat its wings 43 times every second, right?