If you will not show us the Grail, we shall take your castle by force.
You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a sillly person. I blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur King. You and all your silly English knights.
What a strange person.
Now look here, my good man--
I don't want to talk to you no more... you empty-headed, animal food-trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster, and your father smelt of elderberries.