Kay [whispers]
Quiet, Wart!
Kay And nobody asked you to come along in the first place.
Kay Shut up. [sees a doe] Aha! Here we go. Oh, what a set-up. Hmm. Right smack through the old gizzard!
Kay [Sir Kay almost shoots the doe with an arrow, but the tree-limb Arthur is on breaks; Arthur falls onto Kay, sending the arrow whistling away into the air; the doe flees.]
WHY, YOU CLUMSY LITTLE FOOL!
[as Kay chases him]
Oh Kay, please, I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. Please!
Kay If I ever-- [trips over a ruined tree] If I ever get my hands on you, I'll wring your scrawny little neck, so help me, I will!
[going into the forest]
I'll get the arrow, Kay. I'm sure I can find it.
Kay [chuckles]
Don't tell me you're going in there? Why, it's swarming with wolves.
Kay Well, go ahead! It's your skin, not mine! Go on, go on!
SM Scullery Maid
You old goat! If I ever catch you in my kitchen again, I'll--
[firmly]
Madame, you won't! [disappears in a puff of smoke]
SM Scullery Maid
[surprised]
Oh dear. He-he's gone!
Kay We ought to run the old geezer right out of the castle.
Oh, no, 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.
He's not an old devil! He- he's good, and his magic is good, too. If you'd just leave him alone--
Now look here, Wart, that's three more demerits!
Kay Box his ears, Dad.
Just because you can't understand something, it doesn't mean it's wrong!
[spluttering in shock]
Ten more demerits!
[in tears]
You make all the rules, and nobody else can say anything!
You've said aplenty, boy! All that popping off just cooked your goose! Kay, from now on, young Hobbs is your squire. You hear that, Wart? Hobbs is going to be Kay's squire.
Kay And that'll teach you to pop off, you little pipsqueak. [As Kay leaves the kitchen with Sir Ector, he chops a mop (that humiliated him earlier) in half with his sword]
[Arthur kneels in the kitchen alone with the broken mop in his hand, feeling sad and ashamed. Merlin magically appears.]
I'm sorry, lad. Sorry I spoiled everything. I know that trip to London meant a great deal to you.
Oh, it's not your fault. I shouldn't have popped off. Now I'm really done for.
No, no, you're in a great spot, boy. You can't go down now, it can only be up from here.
Use your head, and education, lad.
[lightning up]
What good would that do?
Get it first, and who knows? Are you willing to try?
[resigned]
Well, what have I got to lose?
[patting his back]
That's the spirit! We'll start tomorrow! We'll show 'em, won't we, boy?
[unenthusiastically]
We sure will.
[Arthur returns to the tournament with the Sword in the Stone]
Kay! Kay! Here's a sword!
Kay [Takes the sword]
This is not my sword!
Hold on, Kay! Wait a minute. [Reads the inscription under the hilt] "Whoso pulleth out this sword..." [Shocked] Why, it's...it's the Sword in the Stone!
SB Sir Bart
The Sword in the Stone?! It can't be!
SP Sir Pellinore
It's the marvelous sword!
SB Sir Bart
[To the townspeople]
Hold everything! Someone's pulled the sword from the stone!
