A Kid in King Arthur's Court Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 1995
- 89 min
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Wait. Your Father
Sent You Here ?
[ Murmuring ]
I Cannot Lie To Thee, Sir.
My Nocturnal Transgression.
Do Me A Favor.
Call Me "Calvin."
Calvin.
That Dance.
What Was It ?
Dance ?
You Know.
Oh. That's Not A Dance.
That's Karate.
You See, There Was This Big Kid
Who Was Beating Me Up Every Day
So My Dad Signed Me Up
For Karate School.
I Really Miss Them.
My Sister Too.
You Have No Idea
What I'm Talking About,
Do You ?
I Fear I Know Nothing Of
Karate Or Lunch Money,
But I Do Know
What It Is Like
To Miss One's Parents.
The Same Since Mother Died.
I Miss My Mother Deeply.
I Miss My Father Even More.
I Really Need
To Get Home, Katey.
Can You Help Me ?
I Truly Cannot.
Perhaps There Is
Somebody Who Can !
- Who ?
- Merlin.
- But You Said He Was Dead.
- Not Quite.
[ Rock Moving ]
Cool.
A Secret Door.
Come.
[ Rumbling ]
This Way.
[ Wind Whistling ]
We've Lost The Light !
[ Chuckles ]
No Problem.
It's Incredible !
[ Cal ]
Just Like
The Temple Of Doom.
This Is It.
These Were Once Merlin's
Quarters. 'Tis Now My
Father's Private Sanctuary.
[ Cal ]
Is That--
Aw, It Can't Be.
Oh, That. That's Just
Father's Old Sword.
"Old Sword" ?
That's Excalibur.
My, Thou Dost
Know A Lot.
I Watch A Lot Of Cnn.
No One's Touched It
In Years.
'Tis True.
Wow, You Even Have
A Hot Tub.
'Tis The Well Of Destiny.
Oh.
That Is All That
Remains Of Merlin.
If There Is A Way Home,
It Will Be In There.
Sweet.
Quick.
Someone Comes.
Hurry !
Here Is Where
We Must Part.
There's Something
Calvin Of Reseda.
Perhaps Your Arrival Here
Was No Accident.
Hey, How Do I Get Back ?
Follow The Wall.
It Stops At Your Quarters.
Good Night, Sir.
Ah, The Knight I Sent For.
Come To The Well
So That I May Gaze
Upon The Face Of Greatness.
Who Said That ?
Come.
Come.
We Haven't Much Time.
What Are You Doing Here, Boy ?
Stand Aside So I May See
My Great Warrior.
Where Is He ?
Come, Come.
Step Forward.
Um, I Hate To Tell You This,
But I'm The Only One Here.
- You Must Be Joking.
- No.
You're Merlin, Right ?
Something Has Gone
Horribly Wrong. What Was
That Wretched Spell I Cast ?
Half A Quart Of Pig Vomit
And The Two Monkey Bladders ?
- Pig Vomit ?
- Or Was It
Good Lord !
Oh, I Get It.
This Is All A Big Mistake.
That's Okay.
Everybody Picks Me Last.
No, I Couldn't
Have Got It Wrong.
But Look At You !
What Manner Of Armor
Is That ? And That Animal
Sleeping On Your Head.
Animal ?
It's My Hair !
Look, Your Wetness,
I Don't Understand
Any Of This.
- And What Am I Doing Here ?
- I Brought You Here...
To Save Camelot.
- Me ?
- Arthur Is In Trouble. His
Kingdom Has Been Shattered...
By The Iron Fist
Of Lord Belasco.
Oh, The Dork
In The Purple Dress.
We've Met.
And You Haven't Seen
The Last Of Him.
He Is A Dangerous Man.
From Arthur. And You...
Are Going To Stop Him.
Look, You Definitely
Have The Wrong Guy.
Why Don't You
Just Send Me Home ? I Mean,
Camelot Needs You !
[ Groaning ]
Help Arthur
Find His Way Back,
And I Will Help You
Find Yours.
[ Sighs ]
[ Battle Cry,
Shield Clanging ]
Nicely Done.
Thank You.
Now, Would You
Care To Show Us How
It Is Done In Reseda ?
Uh, Actually I Was
Hoping For A Desk Job.
As From Today,
You're A Knight
In Training.
Thanks, But I Won't
Be Here That Long.
Don't Tell Me...
A Brave Lad Like You,
Who Faced The Full Fury
Of The Black Knight,
Is Afraid Of A Dummy.
Uh, No Way.
I Was Just Testing You.
[ Clangs ]
God, These Things
Are A Lot Heavier
Than They Look On Tv.
"Tv" ? One Of Your
Knights Of Reseda,
No Doubt ?
Uh, Something Like That.
Good Fit.
Can You See ?
Perfectly.
Oh, It Smells Like
Something Died In Here.
Excuse Me.
[ Grunting ]
- [ Kane ] This Way.
- [ Cal ] Yeah, I Knew That.
There. Whoa !
Calvin ?
Yeah ?
Remember Three Things:
Lean In.
Protect Your Steed.
Fix A Point On Your
Opponent's Person
And Have At Him.
That's Four Things.
What ?
Never Mind.
Hit It.
Ah !
[ Splashing ]
Well, I'd Like To See
You Try That.
I Thought All Knights
Spent Their Time Rescuing
Damsels And Fighting Dragons.
What Are They All
Doing Here ?
They're All Training Hard
For The Big Tournament.
You See, The Prize
Is Quite Appealing
To All Men Of Royal Blood.
Really ?
What's The Prize ?
My Sister.
And Camelot.
What About Her ?
Doesn't She Have A Choice ?
She Has Refused All Suitors.
Therefore,
On Her 21st Birthday,
The Tournament
Must Decide For Her.
Bummer.
I Think I Agree.
Come. You Try.
[ Cat Screeching ]
You Are The Most
Exquisite Flower
In This Garden, Princess.
There Is One Major Difference
Between The Garden Flowers
And Myself, Lord Belasco.
Mmm ?
A Rose Will Prick You,
But I Will Do Far Worse.
You Cut Me To The Quick.
All I Want
Is What Is Best For My King
And His Kingdom.
Camelot Could Be Great.
"We" ?
Yes, Of Course.
The Two Of Us Together,
In Wedded Bliss.
I Will Marry The Man
Who Wins The Tournament.
Enter It...
If You Have The Nerve.
Good Day, Sir.
So, Master Kane,
Where's Your Castle ?
Oh, I Have No Land
Of My Own.
Does That Mean
You Can't Enter
The Tournament ?
Alas, The Tournament
Is Reserved For
Far Better Men Than I.
No Way.
You're The Best.
If Thou Art Trying
To Get On My Good Side,
Thou Has Succeeded
With Royal Colors.
Ah. Here Is Thy Opponent.
Wait !
I Can't Fight The Princess.
You Are Right
About That, Sir.
Come.
I Wonder.
Do The Knights
Of Reseda Swim ?
You Have Much To Learn
Before Supper.
I Hear The Kitchen Is Serving
A Poached Goat's Head
In A Brown Grub Sauce.
Oh !
Or Perhaps We Could
Catch Yon Goose.
[ Grunting ]
Oh. Whoa !
[ Laughing ]
Oh, Geez.
I Cannot Believe
I Fell For The Oldest
Trick In The Book.
Then Again,
Since I'm Here,
Maybe It's The Newest
Trick In The Book.
Hey. How's It Goin' ?
Ah, Good Sir. My Shop
Is At Your Service.
Really ? Well, Thanks. Uh,
I Hear You Can Make Anything.
Indeed, I Have
That Reputation.
What About This ?
By The Circle Builders
Themselves.
Well, I Need
Another Pair,
Like, Yesterday.
Ah.
- Who's There ?
Yeah. We All Did-- Me
And The Forest Of Crawling
Things Living In My Bed.
All Right.
Come. Breakfast Is Served
In The Great Hall. We Must
Hurry Or We'll Be Late.
Just A Minute.
I Have Somethin'
To Show Ya.
What Is It For ?
[ Princess Gasping,
Both Laughing ]
Come On.
This Way.
Oh, Careful.
Come On.
So If It's "Bad,"
It's Good.
Right.
And If It's "Cool,"
It's Hot.
Oh, I Fear I Will Never
Understand Your Valley Speak.
Well, Belasco. What Dost Thou
Wish To Speak About ?
Decisions, Your Highness.
It's Time You Made One.
What Didst Thou
Have In Mind ?
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