“Fucking close to water.”
All right, but apart from the sanitation, the medicine, education, wine, public order, irrigation, roads, a fresh water system, and public health, what have the Romans ever done for us?
That whole bit. http://montypython.50webs.com/scripts/Life_of_Brian/10.htm
Ni!
Can we have your liver?
I wanted to help people… so i became a waiter.
It’s just a wafer thin mint.
Every sperm is sacred. Every sperm is great. If a sperm gets waisted, god gets quite irate.
But I can’t read!
But i just paid! No you didn’t.
- edited for excessively fat fingers…
waisted
*wasted :)
Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
You can’t expect to wield supreme executive power just ’cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!
I mean, if I went around saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they’d put me away!
That whole scene is brilliant commentary on society.
Like so much of their stuff.
“I told him we already got one.”
[ Soldiers snicker ]
“Tis but a scratch.”
He’s not the Messiah, he’s a very naughty boy.
Help, help, I’m being repressed!
No thanks, we’ve already got one.
Lucky I didn’t tell him about the dirty knife.
This bloke won’t ’aggle!
So many great ones to choose from, I’ll just go with the first couple that pop into my head:
“Go on, be crucified, see if i care.”
“Let’s not go to Camelot, tis a silly place.”
“How shall we fuck off, o Lord?”
“There is NOOOOOOO rule six!” from the Philosophy Dept. of the University of Wallamaloo sketch
or
“You husband has succumbed to a condition that we in the medical community refer to as ‘Hooping Cough’.” from the self-narrarion sketch
or
“Aah! I will not buy this tobacconist, eet is scratched!” from the Hungarian phrasebook sketch
“Jesus did, sir. I was hopping along, minding my own business, all of a sudden, up he comes, cures me! One minute I’m a leper with a trade, next minute my livelihood’s gone.”
Very small rocks!
I’ve told you once.
