PILATE: Centuwion, do we have anyone of that name in the gawwison?
CENTURION: Well, no, sir.
PILATE: Well, you sound vewy sure. Have you checked?
CENTURION: Well, no, sir. Umm, I think it’s a joke, sir,... like, uh, ‘Sillius Soddus’ or... ‘Biggus Dickus’, sir.
GUARD #4: chuckling
PILATE: What’s so... funny about ‘Biggus Dickus’?
CENTURION: Well, it’s a joke name, sir.
PILATE: I have a vewy gweat fwiend in Wome called ‘Biggus Dickus’.
GUARD #4: chuckling
PILATE: Silence! What is all this insolence? You will find yourself in gladiator school vewy quickly with wotten behavior like that.
BRIAN: Can I go now, sir?
slap
Aaah! Eh.
PILATE: Wait till Biggus Dickus hears of this.
GUARD #4: chuckling
PILATE: Wight! Take him away!
CENTURION: Oh, sir, he— he only—
PILATE: No, no. I want him fighting wabid, wild animals within a week.
CENTURION: Yes, sir. Come on, you.
GUARD #4: Ha ha haa ha, ha ha ha. Hooo hooo hoo hoo. Hoo hoo...
PILATE: I will not have my fwiends widiculed by the common soldiewy. Anybody else feel like a little... giggle... when I mention my fwiend... Biggus...
GUARD #1: chuckling
PILATE: ...Dickus?
GUARD #1: chuckling
PILATE: What about you? Do you find it... wisible... when I say the name... ‘Biggus’...
GUARD #3: chuckle
PILATE: ...’Dickus’?
GUARD #1 and GUARD #2: chuckling
PILATE: He has a wife, you know. You know what she’s called? She’s called... ‘Incontinentia’. ‘Incontinentia Buttocks’.
GUARDS: laughing
PILATE: Stop! What is all this?
GUARDS: Ha, ha ha ha ha ha...
PILATE: I’ve had enough of this wowdy webel sniggewing behavior. Silence! Call yourselves Pwaetowian guards? You’re not— Seize him! Seize him! Blow your noses and seize him!