Dennis The Constitutional Peasant
Dennis: What I object to is you automatically treatin’ me like an inferior.
Arthur: Well, I am king.
Dennis: Oh, king, eh? Very nice. And how’d you get that, then? By exploiting the workers! By hanging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society! If there’s ever going to be any progress–
Dennis: We’re an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as sort-of-executive officer for the week–
Arthur: Yes.
Dennis: But all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special biweekly meeting–
Arthur: Yes, I see.
Dennis: By a simple majority, in the case of purely internal affairs–
Arthur: [getting annoyed] Be quiet.
Dennis: But by a two thirds majority, in the case of more major–
Arthur: Be quiet! I order you to be quiet!
Dennis’ Mother: Order, eh? Who does he think he is?
Arthur: I am your king!
Dennis’ Mother: Well I didn’t vote for you.
Arthur: You don’t vote for kings!
Dennis’ Mother: Well how’d you become king, then?
Arthur: The Lady of the Lake,… [Angel chorus begins singing in background] her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. [Angel chorus ends] That is why I am your king!
Dennis: Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
Arthur: Be quiet!
Dennis: You can’t expect to wield supreme power just ’cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!
Arthur: Shut up!
Dennis: I mean, if I went ’round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they’d put me away!
Arthur: Shut up; will you SHUT UP?! [Grabs Dennis and shakes him]
Dennis: Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system!
Arthur: SHUT UP!
Dennis: Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I’m being repressed!!
Arthur: BLOODY PEASANT! releases Dennis and walks away as other peasents come to see what’s going on]
Dennis: Oh, what a giveaway. Did you hear that? Did you hear that, eh? That’s what I’m all about! Did you see him repressing me? You saw it, didn’t you?
Simplesmente os melhores.
Gato quem?
Comentário por Luis Pedro Mateus — Março 20, 2009 @ 11:18
“Denny, there’s some lovely filth down here!”
Sois grandes, senhores, sois grandes!
Comentário por João Luís Pinto — Março 20, 2009 @ 11:31
Sem dúvida o melhor filme de comédia que já vi. Apesar de A Vida de Brian estar perto, muito perto. Mas O Cálice Sagrado foi a primeira coisa de Monty Python que vi, e há coisas que ficam.
Talvez o mais sensato para decidir qual dos dois é o melhor (uma discussão que tem anos e anos) seja mesmo melhor evocar as palavras do Cavaleiro Negro, após ficar sem braços e pernas:
Okay, let’s call it a draw.
Comentário por john — Março 20, 2009 @ 12:27
E, Luís Mateus,
não faz muito sentido desvalorizar o Gato Fedorento devido aos Monty Python. É verdade que o humor deles é bastante inspirado nos britânicos, mas isso por si só diz muito pouco. Recordo que o Herman José teve dois programas – O Tal Canal e o Herman Enciclopédia – cujos sketches eram decalques de sketches do Flying Circus. Olhe o famoso “Melga Shop”, por exemplo. O que o Herman fez foi adaptar, e fê-lo com mestria. Não foi por acaso que ambos os programas foram considerados dos melhores programas da televisão portuguesa…
Comentário por john — Março 20, 2009 @ 12:32
“Help! Help! I’m being repressed! I’m being repressed”
Já parece o gajo do anúncio da Antena 1. Também ele um membro do proletariado reprimido.
Comentário por Bargeld — Março 20, 2009 @ 14:07