Narrator: As the horrendous black beast lunged forward,
escape for Arthur and his knights seemed hopeless.
When suddenly, the animator suffered a fatal heart
attack! The cartoon peril was no more. The quest
for the Holy Grail could continue.
(Arthur and his knights are hacking their way through thick
underbrush when suddenly...)
Arthur: There it is! The Bridge of Death!
Robin: (in despair) Oh, great.
Arthur: Look! There's the old man from Scene 24!
Bedevere: What is he doing here?
Arthur: He is the keeper of the Bridge of Death. He asks
each traveller five questions -
Galahad: Three questions -
Arthur: Three questions. He who answers the five questions
-
Galahad: Three questions -
Arthur: (perturbed) - three questions, may cross in safety.
Robin: What if you get a question wrong?
Arthur: Then you are cast...into the Gorge of Eternal
Peril!!!
Robin: Oh, I won't go!
Galahad: Who's going to answer the questions?
Arthur: Sir Robin!
Robin: (suprised) Yes?
Arthur: (continuing) Brave Sir Robin, you go.
(Pause)
Robin: Hey...I've got a great idea! Why doesn't Launcelot
go?
Launcelot: Yes, let me go, my liege. I will take it
singlehanded (about to draw sword). I shall make a
feint to the North-East, and then -
Arthur: No, no, no... hang on, hang on, hang on!
*Just* answer the five questions -
Galahad: Three questions -
Arthur: Three questions as best you can, and we shall
watch. And pray.
Launcelot: (sheathing sword) I understand, my liege.
Arthur: Good luck, brave Sir Launcelot! God be with you!
(Launcelot approaches the bridge. Suddenly, the BRIDGEKEEPER
speaks)
Bridgekeeper: (cackling nastily)
STOP!
Who would cross the Bridge of Death
Must answer me
These questions three
Ere the other side he see.
Launcelot: (stoically) Ask me your questions, Bridgekeeper. I
am not afraid!
Bridgekeeper: (cackling all the while) What...is your name?
Lancelot: My name is Sir Lancelot of Camelot.
Bridgekeeper: What...is your quest?
Lancelot: To seek the Holy Grail.
Bridgekeeper: What...is your favourite colour?
Lancelot: Blue.
Bridgekeeper: Right, off you go.
(Pause)
Lancelot: (realizing that was it) Oh, thank you. Thank you
very much!
(And off he goes. The knights look at each other)
Robin: That's EASY!!!
(A mad rush for the bridge. Robin arrives first. The knights
cluster behind. A few sniff and wrinkle their noses, and the
group backs off)
Bridgekeeper: STOP!
Who approacheth the Bridge of Death
Must answer me
These questions three
Ere the other side he see.
Robin: (excitedly) Ask me the questions, Bridgekeeper, I
am not afraid.
Bridgekeeper: What...is your name?
Robin: Sir Robin of Camelot.
Bridgekeeper: What...is you quest?
Robin: To seek the Holy Grail!
Bridgekeeper: What...is the capital of Assyria?
(Pause)
Robin: (indignant) I don't know THAT!! (An unseen force
whisks him up and over the side)
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!
(The knights pause, realizing this may be a bit tougher than all
that)
*** Note: The following bit was cut from the movie ***
Bedevere: What shall we do, sire?
Arthur: Well, I'm not sure, but...
Bridgekeeper: (off) What...goes black, white, black, white,
black, white?
Sir Gawain: (off) Uh...er...ah...Babylon?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!
*** Movie resumes ***
(Galahad approaches the bridge)
Bridgekeeper: STOP!
What...is your name?
Galahad: Sir Galahad of Camelot!
Bridgekeeper: What...is your quest?
Galahad: I seek the Grail.
Bridgekeeper: What...is your favorite colour?
Galahad: (relieved) Blue! (starts across; oops) No!
YELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWW!!!!
(Arthur steps forward... the Bridgekeeper cackles some more)
Bridgekeeper: STOP!
Bridgekeeper: What...is *your* name?
Arthur: It is Arthur, King of the Britons!
Bridgekeeper: What...is your quest?
Arthur: To seek the Holy Grail!
Bridgekeeper: What...is the airspeed velocity of an unladen
swallow?
Arthur: (brief pause) What do you mean, an African or
European swallow?
Bridgekeeper: (confused) Huh? What? I...I don't know that...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUGGHHHHHHH!
(He is thrown into the Gorge of Eternal Peril. Arthur crosses
the bridge)
Bedevere: (crossing behind Arthur) How do you know so much
about swallows?
Arthur: Well, you have to know these sorts of things when
you're a king, you know...
*** Note: The following bit was also cut from the movie ***
(Arthur and Bedevere approach a gigantic lake. A boat in the
shape of a dragon glides slowly towards them. As they prepare to
cross, the same old man suddenly appears before them)
Boat-keeper: STOP!
He who would cross the Sea of Fate
Must answer me these questions twenty-eight!
(Arthur and Bedevere look at each other. They look at the old
man. They look back at each other. They pick the old man up,
throw him in the water, and board the ship.)
The Bridgekeeper Scene,
from "Monty Python and the Holy Grail"
THE ST NEWS CORRESPONDENCE ADDRESS
by Richard Karsmakers
Only the quote, above, is new. The bit below was featured in the
previous issue already, with the exception of a changed
correspondence address and that sort of thing (which may be
important!). We didn't rewrite the rest as generally everybody
seems to skip this bit anyway. We decided to concentrate on other
things instead of this.
Well. Here we go, here we go, here we go...
Usually when I read other disk magazines, no matter how good
they are, they seldomly get me to write a letter to them. The
secret must be the "Correspondence Address" article - it's
usually a rather boring summary of addresses and a dry statement
about the fact that you might want to contact them.
We, at ST NEWS, always try to make this article as interesting
as we can - which is a hard task indeed, as most people don't
even select this article and this tends not to provide me with
lots of inspiration for its creation.
Well, at least I can try to make it controversial. Inspiration
galore there, as I'm now listening to the "Deliverance" EP by a
band called Scorn (the band of ex-Napalm Death drummer Mitch
Harris). It's totally weird and certainly unlike anything I have
ever heard before. And it's not fast at all, actually, and loaded
with samples (or so I guess).
"The bleak dawn rose over the concrete city. Metal crafts flew
low across the buildings that looked barren enough not to allow
life inside. Yet inside there were creatures, humans, who lived,
loved and died - though not necessarily in that order.
Sometimes lightning would flash. The smell of ozone would
pervade the air, but only for a short while. The smell of
industry would come back immediately, the dense smog that lay
like a blanket across the greyness of the buildings. You wouldn't
guess it was autumn."
This is the bit where we all get together and get as
corresponsive as we bloody can! Jot down something interesting
and send it to us. In previous articles like this we have
suggested you send used girl's underwear, nude pictures of your
gorgeous sister (or, indeed, yourself in case you're female), and
loads of other rather odd things. Obviously that approach didn't
work, for we didn't get a sudden increase of correspondence
at all. Not even a picture of a beautiful girl still wearing
her clothes.
Now listen, all of you.
If you like ST NEWS, write to us! You can use us to publish all
kinds of stuff you have written. Have you conceived a theory
explaining that the earth is flat? Have you suffered dearly when
taking steps on the otherwise joyful path of love? Have you
written a totally absorbing (or not quite so) poem? Do you happen
to drool on those Hebrew characters in the ST's character set?
Write to us and you can share it with all the world, with other
people like yourself. Meet the measureless minds of countless
characters who all own ST's and who think ST NEWS is a rather
zarjaz medium everybody ought to use just to have a fabulously
brilliant time, sortof an intercontinental communication
freakout.
You needn't confine yourself to letters on paper, of course. You
can send your own little programs, pictures, musical
compositions, music lists, etc. to us on disk as well.
Communications utilizing the highly appraised means of audio and
video cassette are also welcome (videos on VHS PAL please). No
matter what you do, we will be able to match your communication
with something or other.
As this was the last issue for Stefan to be Chief Editor of, the
general correspondence address has changed to the following:
ST NEWS
Richard Karsmakers
Looplantsoen 50
NL-3523 GV Utrecht
The Netherlands
I will expect my mailbox to be assailed by the proverbial flurry
of rabid mailmen (and possibly worse)!
I have recently acquired an email account so you may want to
contact me there, too. I will expect my electronic mail box
(R.C.Karsmakers@stud.let.ruu.nl) to be assailed by the proverbial
flurry of electrons (though possibly not worse). Sending of ST
NEWS disk images can be arranged as well. I am yet trying to find
out which image is most compact. ST NEWS Volume 8 Issue 2 will
have all necessary software in the PROGRAMS folder.
IMPORTANT NOTICE:
This address is valid at least up to summer 1995. After that I
may have moved and I cannot guarentee your letter being sent on!
Try to locate a more recent issue of ST NEWS to find out what the
new address will be!
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in old ST NEWS issues. Please take into consideration that the author(s)
was (were) a lot younger and less responsible back then. So bad jokes,
bad English, youthful arrogance, insults, bravura, over-crediting and
tastelessness should be taken with at least a grain of salt. Any contact
and/or payment information, as well as deadlines/release dates of any
kind should be regarded as outdated. Due to the fact that these pages are
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