A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court

Alisande La Carteloise:
Pardon, my lord, but the monster seemeth a gentle soul.

King Arthur:
Gentle?

Alisande La Carteloise:
He has nice eyes.

Sir Sagramore:
If there were aught I could say, aught I could do to save thee...

Hank Martin:
Well, ain't there aught?

Sir Sagramore:
Naught.

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Hank Martin:
Here ya are. [pays taxi driver]

Hank Martin:
Hey, has this castle always had four turrets?

Pendragon Castle door man:
Always.