Oh, lie! No, no... no ... yes. Yes, yes, a bit, a bit. Well, why not? Wait! I can defeat them! There's only a hundred and fifty of them! What is your name? Sir Galahad... the Chaste. Arthur! Arthur, King of the Britons! Oh, don't grovel! If there's one thing I can't stand, it's people groveling. Just a flesh wound. [bang] Action! It could be carried by an African swallow!