Hi! Don't ask about what Knuckles is saying, I have little to no idea, all I know is that it's in the story.
Chapter 7: Act one,Scene five: Mud Village
Espio and Ray continue on their quest for knights and come to the Mud Village. A red echidna dressed in battered clothing is kneeled over in a pile of mud by a rock; digging.
"Old woman!" Espio says approaching the bent over figure.
"Man!" Knuckles says, sitting upright.
"Man. Sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there?"
"I'm thirty-seven."
"What?"
"I'm thirty-seven… I'm not old."
"Well, I can't just call you Man."
"Well, you could say 'Dennis'"
"I didn't know you were called Dennis."
"You didn't bother to find out, did you?"
"I did say sorry about the old woman."
"What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior."
"Well…I am King."
"Oh, King, eh. Very nice. And how d'you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers! By hanging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society! If there's ever going to be any progress…"
Vanilla suddenly comes onto the stage wearing brown tattered clothing much like Knuckles'.
"Dennis! There's some lovely filth down here… Oh! How d'you do?" Vanilla asked now seeing Espio.
"How d'you do, good lady…I am Arthur, King of the Britons… Whose castle is that?"
"King of the who?" Vanilla asked crouching down to help Knuckles pile mud.
"The Britons."
"Who are the Britons?"
"We all are… we're the Britons. And I am your king…"
"Didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective…"
Knuckles stood on his knees and looked at Vanilla.
"You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship, a self-perpetuating autocracy… in which working class…"
"Oh, there you go bringing class into it again…"
"That's what it's all about…if only people would…"
"Please, please good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle?" Espio asked
"No one lives there." Vanilla said, not looking up from the mud pile.
"Then who is your lord?"
"We don't have a lord."
"What?"
"I told you, we're an anarcho-syndicalist commune, we take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week." Knuckles said, looking up at Espio and Ray.
"Yes." Espio said, sounding not the least bit interested.
"But all decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting…"
"Yes, I see."
"… by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs…"
"Shut up!"
"…but a two-thirds majority in the case of a more major…"
"Shut up! I order you to be quiet."
"Order, eh? Who does he think he is?" Vanilla said looking at Knuckles.
"I am your King!"
"Well, I didn't vote for you."
"You don't vote for Kings."
"Well, how did you become King, then?"
"The Lady of the Lake, her arm held clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur," Espio pulled out his sword. "from the bosom of the water, signifying that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur…"
"Excalibur!" Ray cried out.
"That is why I am your King!"
"Listen, 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 some farcical aquatic ceremony." Knuckles said, standing to his feet.
"Shut up!" Espio said, now sounding mad.
"You can't expect to wield supreme executive power just because some watery tart threw a sword at you!"
"Shut up!"
"I mean, If I went around saying that I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away!"
"Shut up! Shut up! I can prove she's real."
"Okay, prove it." Knuckles smiled, crossing his arms over his chest. Espio looked up at one of the stage lights. As a piano and violin begin to play.
"O Lady of the Lake, please reveal to this doubting Ben,"
"Dennis!"
"Please reveal to this doubting Dennis that you are real."
The castle walls begin to disappear and the rock begins to move back stage.
"Dennis! The rock!" Vanilla yells chasing after it.
"No, not the rock!" Knuckles yells also beginning to chase it but stops as a purple chameleon dressed in a green, seaweed looking dress appears out of the lake; followed by six girls all wearing similar dresses and wearing a band of seaweed around their heads.
"Cor Blimey!" A knuckle said as the Lady of the lake steps forward and begins to sing.
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me sweet Galahad
You'll be a man
Join Arthur's clan
Come with me and I shall make you glad.
Galahad sweet Galahad
Be a Knight it's time to take your vow
If you come with me now
I'll show you how
Knuckles stares at the Lady of the lake.
Oh Wow!
Then, as if entranced, follows the Lady of the lake into the reeds.
"Dennis! Dennis, where are you going?" Vanilla yelled.
"Stand aside, Mrs. Galahad while the lady of the Lake and her Laker girls welcome your son to my army." Espio says pulling out a whistle and blows it; The Laker girls run forward and do a high-kicking cheerleading routine, ripping away their dresses, revealing Cheerleader clothing.
I am Arthur King of the Britons
And we are seeking men who are able.
And so we're recruiting Dennis
To sit at out very, very, very round table.
"Ready?" Espio yelled to the Laker girls now standing in a row.
O.K!
K.I.N.
G.A.R
T.H.
U.R. Arthur
K.I.N.
G.A.R.
T.H.
U.R. Arthur
Arthur King
Arthur King
The biggest and the coolest thing
The Laker girls sang. Espio walked up font
Who's the King?
U.R.
Who's the King?
U.R.
A.R.T.H.U.R. Arthur!
Who is next to enlist?
Dennis
Dennis
Ray steps up by Espio.
"Who is?
Dennis
The Lady of the Lake will make him a man
If she can't do nobody can
"Who will he be?" Espio and Ray asked in unison
G-A-L-A-H-A-D
G
L
A
H
A……………
As each girl said a letter, they held up a sign with that letter in a pale green type. The Laker girls look at Vanilla who suddenly holds up a sign with a brown letter.
D
A boat floats out carrying Knuckles, totally transformed standing by Kaity (The Lady of the Lake). As a chandelier descends from the top of the theater, Knuckles sings.
Once in every show
There comes a song like this
It starts off soft and low
And ends up with a kiss
Oh where is the song that goes like this?
Where is it? Where? Where?
Knuckles franticly looks around for the song. Kaity holds Knuckles hand, reassuring him that the song is there.
A sentimental song
That casts a magic spell
They all will hum along
We'll overact like Hell
Oh this is the song that goes like this.
"Yes it is." Knuckles says jumping off the boat
"Yes it is." Kaity agrees, following Knuckles; who is now in front of the audience singing.
Now we can go straight
Into the middle eight.
A bridge that is too far for me.
Kaity appears next to Knuckles
I'll sing it in your face
While we both embrace
And then, we'll change the key!
Knuckles faces the audience singing in E.
Now we're into E
And clears his throat and sings normally again
That's awfully high for me
Kaity joins Knuckles
But everyone can see
We should have stayed in D
For this is the song that goes like this
I'm feeling very proud
You're singing far to loud
That's the way that this song goes
You're standing on my toes
Singing our song that goes like this
I can't believe there's more
It's far too long I'm sure
That's the trouble with this song
It goes on and on and on
For this is our song that is too long.
Knuckles and Kaity suddenly look angry
"Jesus Christ! Goddamit!"
We'll be singing this till dawn
You'll wish that you weren't born
Let's stop this damn refrain
Before we go insane
The song always ends like this!
Kaity's high note all the glass on the chandelier.
"I'm ready to join you King Arthur!" Knuckles exclaims.
"Hey! You don't talk weird anymore!" Ray said
"Yes well, I'm a Knight now." Knuckles said puffing out his chest.
"You're a prat." Ray exclaimed.
"Well, I'm in touch with my inner prat, and ready to be a Knight of the round table!" Knuckles says.