This entire film could be viewed as a story of the telecom industry, but two scenes in particular come to mind today.

FATHER: Please! Please! This is supposed to be a happy occasion! Let's not bicker and argue about who killed who. We are here today to witness the union of two young people in the joyful bond of the holy wedlock. Unfortunately, one of them, my son Herbert, has just fallen to his death.

GUESTS: Oh! Oh no!

FATHER: But I don't want to think I've not lost a son, so much as... gained a daughter!

[clap clap clap] For, since the tragic death of her father--

GUEST #2: He's not quite dead!

FATHER: Since the near fatal wounding of her father--

GUEST #2: He's getting better!

FATHER: For, since her own father, who, when he seemed about to recover, suddenly felt the icy hand of death upon him.

BRIDE'S FATHER: Uugh!

GUEST #2: Oh, he's died!

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LAUNCELOT: We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril.

GALAHAD: I don't think I was.

LAUNCELOT: Yes you were. You were in terrible peril.

GALAHAD: Look, let me go back in there and face the peril.

LAUNCELOT: No, it's too perilous.

GALAHAD: Look, it's my duty as a knight to sample as much peril as I can.

LAUNCELOT: No, we've got to find the Holy Grail. Come on!

GALAHAD: Oh, let me have just a little bit of peril?

LAUNCELOT: No. It's unhealthy.

GALAHAD: I bet you're gay.

LAUNCELOT: No I'm not.