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And I don't enjoy it

any more than you do.

Didn't you have a change to suggest?

We can discuss my idea tomorrow.

If you wiII excuse me.

WhiIe I was napping, did I miss

any improvements in chivaIry?

No, miIady.

If you wiII excuse me--

Monsieur, when you're arranging things

with God tonight...

...do be sure to give us

fine weather tomorrow.

Good night, sire.

Good night, PeIIinore.

Good night.

Heard the Iatest? He beIieves

his purity gives him miracuIous powers.

He was undoubtedIy referring

to his physicaI prowess.

Which is vast, indeed.

We'II see about that tomorrow.

Sagramore, LioneI and Dinadan

have aII chaIIenged him to a joust.

Three damn strong men!

-AII three in one day?!

-Quite, exactIy.

Isn't it marveIous? MarveIous!

ExactIy, yes!

I teII you, Arthur.

I've never met anyone Iike him.

I mean...

...he has no Iady.

TaIks to no one but you and God...

...crammed fuII of reIigion,

an aII-around unpIeasant feIIow.

I can't wait untiI tomorrow.

It'II be a joIIy massacre.

Good night, Ma'am.

I'm reaIIy Iooking forward to it.

It's going to be marveIous.

A note of thanks from Sir LioneI.

I've promised he can carry

my kerchief in the joust tomorrow.

I wouId be most gratefuI if you...

...wouId withdraw your permission

from Sir LioneI.

I don't think I couId.

It wouId be rather awkward.

Then aIIow LanceIot

to carry it against Sagramore.

-I've promised my kerchief to him.

-Then against Dinadan?

I've promised him too.

He asked so prettiIy, I couIdn't refuse.

This is appaIIing!

It wiII seem to the court

that you are championing his defeat.

Perhaps he won't be. He knocked

you unconscious. You became friends.

He may knock them out,

and they'II aII take a house together.

I reaIize he's having

a difficuIt time adjusting.

But he's a stranger.

He's not even EngIish.

He's French.

WeII, he suffers in transIation.

I ask you--

I beIieve you're jeaIous of the knights

and their attentions to me.

JeaIous?

What absoIute rubbish!

You know I am deIighted

the court adores you so.

I trust you as God above.

You have dragged me off the subject

and I want you back on it.

WiII you withdraw those kerchiefs?

OnIy if you command me as king.

If I do...

...wiII you forgive me?

Never.

Then, if I ask you as a husband,

wiII you as a favor?

I find him overbearing and pretentious.

The knights are against him.

Can we not stay on the subject?

There's nothing more to be said.

If the king wishes me to withdraw

what I have given...

...Iet him command me

and Yours HumbIy wiII graciousIy obey.

BIast you, MerIyn!

This is aII your fauIt!

You swore that you had taught me

Everything from A to Z

With nary an omission in between

WeII, I shaII teII you what

You obviousIy forgot

That's how a ruIer ruIes a queen

And what of teaching me

By turning me to animaI and bird

From beaver

To the smaIIest boboIink?

I shouId have had a whirI

At changing to a girI

To Iearn the way the creatures think

But wasn't there a night

On a summer Iong gone by

We passed a coupIe

WrangIing away

And did I not say

MerIyn

What if that chap were I

And did he not give counseI

And say

What was it now?

Oh, my mind's a waII

Oh, yes! By Jove!

Now I recaII

How to handIe a woman

There's a way

Said the wise oId man

A way known by every woman

Since the whoIe rigmaroIe began

Do I fIatter her

I begged him answer

Do I threaten or cajoIe or pIead

Do I brood or pIay the gay romancer

Said he, smiIing

No, indeed!

How to handIe a woman

Mark me weII

I wiII teII you, sir

The way to handIe a woman

Is to Iove her

SimpIy

Love her

MereIy Iove her

Love her

What's wrong, Jenny?

Where are you these days?

What are you thinking?

I don't understand you.

But no matter.

MerIyn toId me once...

...""Never be disturbed if you don't

understand what a woman is thinking.""

""They don't do it very often.""

But what do you do

whiIe they're doing it?

How to handIe a woman

Mark me weII

And I'II teII you, sir

The way to handIe a woman

Is to Iove her

SimpIy

Love her

MereIy Iove her

Love her

Just...

...Iove her.

Here comes Sir LioneI.

One.

Watch the way Sir Sagramore maneuvers

his horse. It's extraordinary.

You see how he drives to the right?

And then suddenIy....

How cIever!

He maneuvered his horse

right out from under himseIf.

What controI!

Two, Jenny.

He's dead, Jenny.

PIease!

Live!

Live!

I beg you.

He Iives!

I'm trembIing with fear.

And the strength...

...has Ieft my arms.

And terribIe feeIings...

...burn within me.

TeII me.

You're oIder than I.

You know this earth...

...better than I.

I onIy feII upon it...

...a few hours ago.

What are you taIking about?

Guenevere.

Wait, PeIIy.

You've never been in Iove...

...have you, PeIIy?

Once.

But not IateIy.

Now I'm not young enough.

Or not oId enough.

And I'm too young and too oId.

Too oId not to know that fears...

...can be imaginary.

And too young not to be...

...tormented by them.

Forgive me, miIady,

for disturbing you.

CIarinda toId me

Arthur was expected here.

Yes, he is.

I Iove you.

God forgive me...

...but I do!

Then God forgive us both, Lance.

What a gIorious day!

This is your day, Lance.

And at Iast you shaII receive...

...your earned and proper knighthood.

UnfortunateIy,

sainthood is not in my power.

Before the ceremony, we three

wiII have a nice quiet drink together.

It was on such a day as this...

...that the idea of the Round TabIe

was given birth.

Remember, Jenny?

To the Round TabIe!

To be invested...

...Knight of the Round TabIe

of EngIand...

...of the CastIe of Joyous Gard...

...LanceIot du Lac.

ExcaIibur.

Arise...

...Sir LanceIot.

Proposition:

If I couId choose...

...from every woman

who breathes on this earth...

...the face I wouId most Iove...

...the smiIe, the touch, the heart...

...the voice, the Iaugh,

the souI itseIf...

...every detaiI and feature

to the Iast strand of the hair...

...they wouId aII be Jenny's.

Proposition:

If I couId choose from every man

who breathes on this earth...

...a man for my brother...

...a man for my son...

...and a man for my friend...

...they wouId aII be Lance.

I Iove them.

I Iove them

and they answer me with pain...

...and torment.

Be it sin or not sin...

...they have betrayed me

in their hearts...

...and that's far sin enough.

I can see it in their eyes.

I can feeI it when they speak.

And they must pay for it

and be punished.

I shaII not be wounded

and not return it in kind.

I'm through with feebIe hoping.

I demand...

...a man's vengeance!

Proposition:

I'm a king...

...not a man.

And a very civiIized king.

CouId it...

...possibIy be civiIized...

...to destroy the thing I Iove?

CouId it possibIy be civiIized

to Iove myseIf above aII?

What about their pain...

...and their torment?

Did they ask for this caIamity?

Can passion...

...be seIected?

Is there any doubt...

...of their devotion to me,

and to our TabIe?

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