DINGO: No! Oh, no! Bad ... bad Zoot!
GALAHAD: What is it?
DINGO: Bad, wicked, naughty Zoot! She has been setting fire to our beacon, which I have just remembered - is grail-shaped ... It is not the first time we've had this problem.
GALAHAD: It's not the real Grail?
DINGO: Wicked wicked Zoot ... she is a bad person and she must pay the penalty. And here in Castle Anthrax, we have but one punishment ... you must tie her down on a bed ... and spank her. Come!
GIRLS: A spanking! A spanking!
DINGO: You must spank her well and after you have spanked her you may deal with her as you like and then ... spank me.
AMAZING: And spank me!
STUNNER: And me.
LOVELY: And me.
DINGO: Yes, yes, you must give us all a good spanking!
GIRLS: A spanking. A spanking. There is going to be a spanking tonight.
DINGO: And after the spanking ... the oral sex.
GALAHAD: Oh, dear! Well, I...
GIRLS: The oral sex ... The oral sex.
GALAHAD: Well, I suppose I could stay a BIT longer.
GALAHAD: Oh ... hello ...
LAUNCELOT: Quick!
GALAHAD: Why?
LAUNCELOT: You are in great peril.
DINGO: No he isn't
LAUNCELOT: Silence! Foul temptress!
GALAHAD: Well, she's got a point.
LAUNCELOT: We'll cover your escape!
GALAHAD: Look - I'm fine!
GIRLS: Sir Galahad!
He threatens DINGO.
GALAHAD: No. Look, I can tackle this lot single-handed!
GIRLS: Yes, yes, let him Tackle us single-handed!
LAUNCELOT: Come Sir Galahad, quickly!
GALAHAD: No, really, I can cope. I can handle this lot easily!
DINGO: Yes, let him handle us easily.
LAUNCELOT: No sir. Quick!
He starts pulling GALAHAD away.
GALAHAD: No, please. Please! I can defeat them! There's only a hundred.
GIRLS: He will beat us easily. We haven't a chance.
DINGO: Oh shit!
By now LAUNCELOT and CONCORDE have hustled GALAHAD out of the bathing area and are running through the outside door.
LAUNCELOT: We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril.
GALAHAD (dragging his feet somewhat): I don't think I was.
LAUNCELOT: You were, Sir Galahad, You were in terrible peril.
GALAHAD: Look, let me go back in there and face the peril?
LAUNCELOT: It's too perilous.
They are right outside the castle by now.
GALAHAD: Look, it's my duty as a knight to try and sample as much peril as I can.
LAUNCELOT: No, no, we must find the Grail.
The thunderstorm is over. A bunch (sic) of PAGES are tethered to a tree with more MEN waiting. Their tethers are untied and the PAGES start banging away with their coconuts. GALAHAD is swept along with them as they ride off.
GALAHAD: Oh, let me go and have a bit of peril?
LAUNCELOT: No. It's unhealthy.
GALAHAD: ... I Bet you're gay.
LAUNCELOT: No, I'm not.
GAWAIN or CONCORDE gives a knowing glance at LAUNCELOT. VOICE comes in as they ride off.