"Spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, LOVELY SPAM!! WONDERFUL SPAM!! LOVELY SPAM!! WONDERFUL SPAM!!" Yes, Monty Python unwittingly inspired the current usage of the word spam (As in spam e-mail: something irrelevant, repeated ad nauseum, not the meat product whose name they used)
Although this World War 2 era precursor depicted Spam as unwanted mail!
Marching up and down the square... alone.
It's not particularly silly, is it? I mean, the right leg isn't silly at all and the left leg merely does a forward aerial half turn every alternate step.
I'm Inspector Lookout. Lookout, of the Yard. Why? What will we see?
I think that's in very bad taste. (pouty lips)
Any references to Fish-slapping, especially the IRC command.
I am reliably informed that the word 'requisite' was quite a commonly used word until it became 'requisit-t-t-t-t-t-te' to most student-types in the 1970s. And "Actually I'm a gynaecolologist but this is my lunch hour" was popular with doctors.
"I'm orf to play the grarnd piarno" seems to be popular with Mark Kermode on his and Simon Mayo's film show when referring to anything posh.
Consider the subject of Deja Vu, that strange feeling that we sometimes have that we've lived through something before. Consider the subject of Deja Vu, that strange feeling that we sometimes have that we've lived through something before.
MY BRAIN HURTS!
Noh-noh NO, my brain in my head!
It will have to come out!
ARE YOU. THE BRAIN. SPECIALIST?
No. No. No... YES!
But it's my only line!
You didn't have to say it!
I object to all this sex on the telly! I mean, I keep falling off!
Brave Sir Robin ran away...(No!)bravely ran away away...(I didn't!)When danger reared its ugly head/he bravely turned his tail and fled(I never did!)Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about/ and valiantly, he chickened out(Oh, you liars!)Bravely taking to his feet/he beat a very brave retreat/A brave retreat by brave Sir Robin.
One day, [unknown troper], all this will be yours.
I *warned* you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you *knew*, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little *bunny*, isn't it?
"LOOK AT THE BONES!!!!"
That rabbit's dynamite!
Here may be found the last words of Joseph of Aramathia. He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the holy grail in the Castle of Aaauuuggghhh...
Perhaps he was dictating.
The now-iconic openingcredits. (Especially confusing for this Finnish troper, when offered subs are in Danish, Norwegian, Swedish and Finnish. He thought he had picked wrong subtitles or they were faulty.)
Mønti Pythøn ik den Hølie Gräilen
Røtern nik Akten Di
Alsø alsø wik
Wi nøt trei a høliday in Sweden this yër?
See the løveli lakes
The wøndërful telephøne system
And mäni interesting furry animals
The Characters and incidents portrayed and the names used are fictitious and any similarity to the names, characters, or history of any person is entirely accidental and unintentional.
Signed RICHARD M. NIXON
Including the majestik møøse
A Møøse once bit my sister...
No realli! She was Karving her initials on the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush given her by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian møvies: "The Høt Hands of an Oslo Dentist", "Fillings of Passion", "The Huge Mølars of Horst Nordfink"...
We apologise for the fault in the subtitles. Those responsible have been sacked.
Mynd you, møøse bites Kan be pretty nasti...
'We apologise again for the fault in the subtitles. Those responsible for sacking the people who have just been sacked have been sacked.
Møøse trained by YUTTE HERMSGERVØRDENBRØTBØRDA
Special Møøse Effects OLAF PROT
Møøse Costumes SIGGI CHURCHILL
Møøse Choreographed by HORST PROT III
Miss Taylor's Møøses by HENGST DOUGLAS-HOME
Møøse trained to mix concrete and sign complicated insurance forms by JURGEN WIGG
Møøses' noses wiped by BJØRN IRKESTØM-SLATER WALKER
Large møøse on the left hand side of the screen in the third scene from the end, given a thorough grounding in Latin, French and "O" Level
Geography by BO BENN
Suggestive poses for the Møøse suggested by VIC ROTTER
Antler-care by LIV THATCHER
The directors of the firm hired to continue the credits after the other people had been sacked, wish it to be known that they have just been sacked. The credits have been completed in an entirely different style at great expense and at the last minute.
Listen, strange women lyin' in ponds distributin' 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 because some watery bint threw a scimitar at you.
"Help! Help! I'm being repressed!"
"What, is your favorite color?" "Blue. no. wait, yelllooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww!"
What is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?
Is that an African swallow or a European swallow?
I don't know that. AUGGGGH!!!
"What, ridden on a horse?" "Yes." "You're using coconuts."
"Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?" "Not at all. They could be carried." "What, a swallow carrying a coconut?"