The Sword in the Stone Page #6

- Come on! Something bigger!

- Something smaller!

Mi-Mi-Mim, Mi-Mim,

Mi-Mim Mi-Mi...

Ooh!

Merlin! No disappearing.

Whoo!

Ouch!

Mim? Mim?

Are-Are-Are you...

Now... Gah... What-What...

W-W-What's going on here?

You, you... You big blimp!

Squash me, will ya?

Ah, ah, ah, ah, Merlin!

- Ouch! Ooh!

- Bravo!

Oh, just you wait!

Just you wait! You're gonna pay!

So you want to play rough,

do ya?

All right, Merlin. I'll

smash you good, you old crab!

Jehoshaphat!

Here I come, Mim,

ready or not.

Merlin, you wouldn't dare!

Now, now, Mim, Mim!

No-No dragons, remember?

Did I say no purple dragons?

Did I?

I win, I win!

Oh, that horrible old witch!

I'll, I'll peck her eyes out!

Huh, no, no.

No, no, no.

- He's gone!

- Disappeared.

Madam, I have not disappeared.

I am very tiny.

I'm a germ. A rare disease.

I'm called "malagolintomontorosis"...

and you caught me, Mim!

What?

First, you break out

into spots.

Followed by hot

and cold flashes.

Then violent sneezing.

Huh! Watch it, boy!

Oh! Er... You-You-You-You

sneaky old scoundrel!

Oh, it's not too serious, madam.

Ah, you should recover...

in a few weeks and be as good, uh...

Ah, heh-heh... l-I mean as bad as ever.

But, ah, I would suggest

plenty of rest...

and lots and lots

of sunshine!

I hate sunshine!

I hate horrible,

wholesome sunshine!

I hate it, I hate it!

I hate, hate, hate, hate...

You were really great, Merlin,

but-but you could've been killed.

It was worth it, lad, if you

learned something from it.

Knowledge and wisdom

is the real power.

Right you are, Wart,

so stick to your schooling, boy.

Oh-Oh, don't worry, I will, sir.

I will, oh, I really will.

We will sing all night

and all day we will fight

For the blue oak tree

on the field of white

For the blue oak tree

on the fie-ie-ie-ie-ield

Of white

Here's to victory in London

for my son, Kay!

Sir Kay.

I've been knighted,

don't forget.

No-o, of course, son,

of course.

Ah, here's to Sir Kay.

And who knows?

The future king

of all England!

- Watch it, will ya?

- Kay the king?

What a dreadful thought.

Sir Ector! Sir Ector!

Hobbs has come down

with the mumps!

Face all-all-all

puffed up like a toad!

Then Kay'll need another squire,

hang it all.

- Hmm. Wart, you're it.

- I'm what, sir?

Kay's squire.

You're going to London, boy.

Oh, Sir Ector!

Whoa! What? Whoa!

Merlin! Archimedes! Merlin!

Merlin, look!

I'm a squire!

Hah!

Oh. Uh, very nice, boy.

Yes, indeed. A fine monkey suit

for polishing boots.

It's-It's what

all the squires wear.

And I thought you were

going to amount to something!

I thought you had

a few brains!

Great future. Hah!

A stooge for that

big lunk Kay.

Congratulations, boy!

What do y... What do you want

me to be? I'm nobody.

You... You don't know a thing

about what's goin' on today.

L-l-l-I'm lucky

to be Kay's squire.

D... Oh! D...

Of all the idiotic...

Y-Y-Y... l...

Blow me to Bermuda!

Where... Uh, where did he go?

- To Bermuda, I suppose.

- Where's that?

Oh, an island way off somewhere

that hasn't been discovered yet.

Will he ever come back?

Who knows?

Who knows anything?

For the crown

of all England...

let the tournament begin.

Oh, Kay, now

it's up to the swords.

Swords? Swords?

Ah... Oh, no! Kay?

What? What?

I, eh...

l-l-I forgot your sword.

Forgot my sword?

L... l-I left it

back at the inn.

Why, you bungling little fool!

I'll... Oof!

You better get it!

Or don't you dare come back!

Let me in! Let me in!

Somebody please!

Please let me in!

It's no use, boy.

They've all gone to the tournament.

Oh, what'll I do?

Kay's got to have a sword.

Look, boy! Look!

There in the churchyard.

A sword!

Oh, Archimedes, a sword!

You're gonna have a time

pullin' it out.

Huh! Watch it, boy!

Better leave it alone!

But Kay's got to have

a sword.

Now, come on, quick.

Let's get out of here!

Y-You're up next, son.

Uh, better get ready.

Kay, Kay, here's a sword.

This is not my sword!

Hold on, Kay!

Wait a minute.

"Whoso pulleth out

this sword..."

Ooh, eh... It's the sword

in the stone!

- The sword in the stone? It can't be.

- But look. It is!

- It's the marvellous sword.

- Hold everything.

Someone's pulled the sword

from the stone.

Where did you get it, Wart?

I, l-I pulled it out of an anvil

that was on a stone...

i-in, in a churchyard.

- That's funny!

- The lad's a young Samson!

You're making a fool of us, boy.

Now tell the truth.

- But I did, sir. Ow! Ooh!

- Then come on, prove it.

- Ouch!

- Back to the stone with you.

- Yes, prove it.

- Come on! Prove it!

All right, boy,

let's have the miracle.

Now, wait a minute!

Anyone can pull it

once it's been pulled.

Go to it, Kay.

Give it all you got.

Put your back into it!

- Here now!

- Here, here, here!

- Push him and see.

- It's my turn. One side!

- Pull this thing.

- Hold on. That's not fair.

I say we let

the boy try it.

That's what I say.

Give the boy a chance.

Go ahead, son.

It's a miracle

ordained by heaven.

This boy is our king.

Well, by Jove.

- What's the lad's name?

- Eh, Wart.

Oh, uh, I mean Arthur.

- Hail, King Arthur!

- Hail, King Arthur! Long live the king!

- Long live King Arthur!

Long live the king.

- I can't believe it!

- Ooh, forgive me, son.

- Hail, King Arthur.

- Long live the king. Long live...

- Forgive me.

- King Arthur. Long live the king.

- Oh, please don't, sir.

- Kay, bow down to your king.

- Hail, King Arthur.

Long live the king.

- Hail, King Arthur.

- So, at last the miracle...

had come to pass in that

far off time upon New Year's Day...

and the glorious reign

of King Arthur was begun.

I can't be a king, Archimedes. I don't

know anything about ruling a country.

I told you to leave the thing

in the stone, boy.

I'll, I'll run away,

that's what I'll do.

They'll just have to get

somebody else.

Better take the side door, Wart.

Out the side door.

Hail, King Arthur!

Long live the King!

There's another door. Over there,

over there! Come on, come on!

Long live King Arthur!

Long li...

Looks-Looks like

we're surrounded, boy.

Oh, Archimedes,

I wish Merlin was here.

Merlin! Merlin!

Oh, Merlin, you're back

from Ber-Ber-Ber...

Bermuda?

Yes, back from Bermuda...

and the 20th century.

And believe me,

you can have it.

One big modern mess!

Alakazam!

I'm in an awful pickle.

I'm king.

Ooh, he pulled the sword

from the stone.

Ha-ha!

Of course, of course!

King Arthur and his

Knights of the Round Table.

- Round table?

- Oh, uh, w-would you

rather have a square one?

Oh, no. Round'll be fine.

Boy, boy, boy.

You'll become

a great legend.

They'll be writing books

about you for centuries to come.

Why, they might even make

a motion picture about you.

- Motion picture?

- Oh.

Uh, well, um... Uh, that's

something like television...

without commercials.

Hail, King Arthur

Long live the King

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