( King Arthur: We must arrange for your knighthood. Lancelot Du Lac: No, sire! Invest me because of deeds, not words! Give me an order! King Arthur: Now? Lancelot Du Lac: This moment! Is there some wrong I can right, some peril I can face, some quest I can undertake? King Arthur: Well... actually... there's not much going on today. The Queen and some of her court have gone a-maying. Lancelot Du Lac: Gone... a-maying? King Arthur: Well, it's a sort of... um... picnic? They pick flowers and chase young... Lancelot Du Lac: Picnic? King Arthur: It's a custom we have here. This is England, you know. And this is the season for gathering flowers. Lancelot Du Lac: Knights? Gathering FLOWERS? King Arthur: Well, SOMEONE has to do it! )
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