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  Msg#: 1942                                         Date: 07-16-93  15:03
  From: Rudy Boghina                                 Read: Yes    Replied: No 
    To: All                                          Mark:                     
  Subj: The Holy Grail....   8/12
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     to um, just to p-pass through good Sir knight.
 ALL HEADS:  I'm afraid not!
 ROBIN:  Ah.  W-well, actually I am a Knight of the Round Table.
 ALL HEADS:  You're a Knight of the Round Table?
 ROBIN:  I am.
 LEFT HEAD:  In that case I shall have to kill you.
 MIDDLE HEAD:  Shall I?
 RIGHT HEAD:  Oh, I don't think so.
 MIDDLE HEAD:  Well, what do I think?
 LEFT HEAD:  I think kill him.
 RIGHT HEAD:  Well let's be nice to him.
 MIDDLE HEAD:  Oh shut up.
 LEFT HEAD:  Perhaps-
 MIDDLE HEAD:  And you.
 LEFT HEAD:  Oh quick get the sword out I want to cut his head off!
 RIGHT HEAD:  Oh, cut your own head off!
 MIDDLE HEAD:  Yes, do us all a favor!
 LEFT HEAD:  What?
 RIGHT HEAD:  Yapping on all the time.
 MIDDLE HEAD:  You're lucky, you're not next to him.
 LEFT HEAD:  What do you mean?
 MIDDLE HEAD:  You snore.
 LEFT HEAD:  Oh I don't -- anyway, you've got bad breath.
 MIDDLE HEAD:  Well its only because you don't brush my teeth.
 RIGHT HEAD:  Oh stop bitching and let's go have tea.
 LEFT HEAD:  All right all right all right we'll kill him first
     and then have tea and biscuits.
 MIDDLE HEAD:  Yes.
 RIGHT HEAD:  Oh, but not biscuits.
 LEFT HEAD:  All right all right not biscuits, but lets kill him anyway.
 ALL HEADS:  Right!
 LEFT HEAD:  He buggered off.
 RIGHT HEAD:  So he has, he's scarpered.

 MINSTREL (singing):  Brave Sir Robin ran away
 ROBIN:  No!
 MINSTREL (singing):  Bravely ran away away
 ROBIN:  I didn't!
 MINSTREL (singing):  When danger reared its ugly head,
                      He bravely turned his tail and fled
 ROBIN:  No!
 MINSTREL (singing):  Yes Brave Sir Robin turned about
 ROBIN:  I didn't!
 MINSTREL (singing):  And gallantly he chickened out
                      Bravely taking to his feet
 ROBIN:  I never did!
 MINSTREL (singing):  He beat a very brave retreat
 ROBIN:  Oh, lie!
 MINSTREL (singing):  Bravest of the brave Sir Robin
 ROBIN:  I never!

 Scene 11

 NARRATOR:  The Tale of Sir Galahad

     [boom crash]
     [angels singing]

     [pound pound pound]
 GALAHAD:  Open the door!
     Open the door!
     [pound pound pound]
     In the name of King Arthur, open the door!
     [squeak thump]
     [squeak boom]
 ALL:  Hello!
 ZOOT:  Welcome gentle Sir knight, welcome to the Castle Anthrax.
 GALAHAD:  The Castle Anthrax?
 ZOOT:  Yes... oh, it's not a very good name is it?  Oh! but we are
     nice and we shall attend to your every, every need!
 GALAHAD:  You are the keepers of the Holy Grail?
 ZOOT:  The what?
 GALAHAD:  The Grail -- it is here?
 ZOOT:  Oh, but you are tired, and you must rest awhile.  Midget!
     Crepper!
 MIDGET and CREPPER:  Yes, oh Zoot!
 ZOOT:  Prepare a bed for our guest.
 MIDGET and CREPPER:  Oh thank you thank you thank you--
 ZOOT:  Away away vilatesses[?]!  The beds here are warm and soft -- and
     very, very big.
 GALAHAD:  Well, look, I-I-uh--
 ZOOT:  What is your name, handsome knight?
 GALAHAD:  Sir Galahad... the Chaste.
 ZOOT:  Mine is Zoot... just Zoot.  Oh, but come!
 GALAHAD:  Look, please!  In God's name, show me the Grail!
 ZOOT:  Oh, you have suffered much!  You are delirious!
 GALAHAD:  L-look, I have seen it!  It is here, in the--
 ZOOT:  Sir Galahad!  You would not be so ungallant as to refuse our
     hospitality.

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