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Guilty. Take the prisoner away.

Next case.

Your Lordship, a grave situation.

The three ruffians about to appear before the court are in a fit way to

our empire.

What sayest ye?

Ay, Your Lordship, only this morn these brigands attacked His Majesty's guard

and did them battle on the very threshold of the palace.

Bring forth young Barnard.

Time signal.

Fifteen seconds before 11 a .m. Maloney watch time. Shut us up.

Order! Order!

Order? I'll take a ham sandwich.

Hold thy tongue.

Not tongue, ham.

Continue, Counselor.

Your Lordship, these rogues do lay claim to be kin to the Three Musketeers. One

for all. All for one. Every man for himself.

Silence, ye names.

Ye are accused of doing battle with as many as is God.

What say ye to the charge?

I can explain, Judge.

You see it? It was like this.

Guilty.

I sentence ye to nucleate prison for 40 years.

Ye to 45.

Ye to 50.

40? 45?

50? I got 50.

50. 50, 50, 50, 50. Do I hear 55? Do I hear 55? Going once, twice. Do I hear

Who'll make it 55?

I shall.

Fifty -five years for the lot of ye at hard labor.

But your lordship, it will cost the crown a pretty penny to feed yon

for fifty -five years. Why not send them to our colonies in America to fight the

red -skinned savage?

Hmm. I just love corned beef and savage.

Silence! I now sentence ye nays to defend our colonists from the savages.

Gadzooks. They'll scalp us alive.

Not me.

journey, gentlemen.

The same sire to be.

Oh, we've come to see the governor.

Be thou the governor's daughter?

Aye, sir, I be Faith.

And this is hope.

And this is charity.

Hope!

I wish the word would be, my little charming wallflower.

What doest thou? I saw her first. Tish posh and tish tosh. I'll never give up

hope.

Why dost thou not take charity?

I need not charity. I'm on the WPA.

WPA? Aye, Willing Pilgrims Association.

All my life I have been looking for a maid like thee, Toots.

Oh, give us a break, kid. I'm a stranger in town and knoweth not a soul.

By the by, see what I have brought thee.

What's...

What means this frivolity?

Quiet!

For shame that ye dance while the colony is in dire need of food. Who be thou?

And what do ye here?

We be sent by his majesty to defend the colonies. Our credentials, sire.

Boston Downs. Weather clear. Track fast. First race. Whopper. Two to one.

They're off.

Who's in the quarter? Whopper.

Who's in the half?

Whopper. Who's in the stretch? Whopper. Who's the winner?

Rosemont. Who's the winner?

Rosemont! The wrong credential, sire.

I am so sorry.

I pray thee, governor, come at once. The Indians have arrived to sue for peace.

Wouldst thou go to the meeting?

Oh, wouldst. Come.

About face!

Forward,

march!

Peace. No more war.

Huh? No more war.

Give 5 ,000, Shackle.

But we have no more than this.

Good down payment. Take mortgage on balance.

Into six percent.

Thank goodness, at last we are free to hunt.

No, no hunt till F .O .B. F .O .B.? For overbalance.

Indian givers.

But, Chief, if we cannot hunt, the colonists will starve.

But listen, Chief, I pray thee.

We shall perish of hunger. Oh, woe is us.

Oh, woe is us.

Tis a chance to redeem ourselves, lads. We shall hunt anyway and feed the

colonists. Thou hast said a mouthful.

I shall bringeth a moose. And I shall bringeth an elk. I'll bring a couple of

hard fellows.

To the hunt!

To the hunt!

A -hunting we must goeth.

A -hunting we shall goeth.

fishing or swimming.

Chief rain in the puss.

No camping, no shooting, no smoking, and they call

this the land of liberty?

Wait. Heed them not. They are only Indian signs.

Verily, I'm disgusted. Not a turkey in sight.

Wait, give him the bird.

Oh, I shall gobble this gobbler.

Look,

turkeys.

Shh, quick, load thy guns.

Why don't you look while you swish it?

Hold that.

Look.

We're trapped like rats. You getting personal?

What do we do?

Ammunition, men. Man the guns.

Yonder tree.

Pineapple? Woo -hoo!

It is a hornet's nest.

Fire!

Help! Fire!

We'd best take the Ozo before they revive.

Larry, the Indians must have him by now. We must save him, lest they chop off

his head or burn him at the stake.

I see him.

Gadzooks, what now?

Keep a stiff upper chin.

We'll surround him.

Present arms.

Left face.

Quite so.

Make haste, lest we be too late to save our comrades.

He's fainted. Bring us water. I'll be back before thou canst say Ticonderoga.

thou canst say Ticonderoga.

Come on, Chet. Will you get up? We're in trouble.

Come on.

What's wrong with you, thou quince head?

Help me.