ARTHUR: Milady, one must not belive thou art from such future times! There is only one act that can proof such foolish claim!
MRS. SUCKITALL: Oh, really... And what is that, Artie..?
ARTHUR: Thou shalt make the act of LOVE with every knight here, on top of this very round table, which was built for such ocasions. If succeessful in such act, we will belive such claims. Lancelot, my brave knight!
LANCELOT: Yes my lord.
ARTHUR: Make love to that woman. Here. Thou shalt use these handcuffs and these latex condoms.
LANCELOT: Oh yes, my liege.
ARTHUR: Now go, and may God help you in thou quest.
(70s porn music on the background)