Message #169036

[Medieval Knight]

GALAHAD:  Why?
  LAUNCELOT:  You're in great peril!
  LAUNCELOT:  Silence, foul temptress!
  GALAHAD:  Now look, it's not important.
  LAUNCELOT:  Quick!  Come on and we'll cover your escape!
  GALAHAD:  Look, I'm fine!
  LAUNCELOT:  Come on!
  GALAHAD:  Now look, I can tackle this lot single-handed!
  DINGO:  Yes!  Let him tackle us single-handed!
  GIRLS:  Yes!  Tackle us single-handed!
  LAUNCELOT:  No, Sir Galahad, come on!
  GALAHAD:  No, really, honestly, I can go back and handle this lot easily!
  DINGO:  Oh, yes, he can handle us easily.
  GIRLS:  Yes, yes!
  GALAHAD:  Wait!  I can defeat them!  There's only a hundred and fifty
      of them!
  DINGO:  Yes, yes, he'll beat us easily, we haven't a chance.
  GIRLS:  Yes, yes.
      [boom]
  DINGO:  Oh, ****.
      [outside]
  LAUNCELOT:  We were in the nick of time, you were in great peril.
  GALAHAD:  I don't think I was.
  LAUNCELOT:  Yes you were, you were in terrible peril.