OUR STORY SO FAR: Apprentice ka-niggit Galahad (George Reeves) seeks a seat at the Round Table of King Arthur’s Court…and although his references were impeccable and SAT scores above average, he muffs the royal initiation by allowing the invincible sword known as Excalibur to be stolen by a mysterious figure known as The Black Knight (someone slipped Gal a roofie in his wine). B.K. (short for Black Knight) then hands off the sword to the chamberlain of Saxon king Ulric (John Merton), Bartog (Don C. Harvey)…and during a fierce battle between Ulric and Arthur’s (Nelson Leigh) men, Galahad is able to recover Excalibur.
Or did
he? Merlin (William Fawcett), sorcerer
and counsel to Arthur (and also a double-dealing bastid), points out haughtily
to his King and Galahad that if Ulric had the real Excalibur, Queen Guinevere (Marjorie Stapp) and whoever
Galahad’s currently seeing would be laying flowery wreaths on their graves…the
sword is that invincible. So Galahad, accompanied by the Royal Comic
Relief, Sir Bors (Charles King), vows to learn the whereabouts of the real
Excalibur…at about the same time that Ulric realizes someone’s pulled a fast
one on him as well. To avoid his king’s
wrath, the toadying Bartog disguises himself as the road company version of
Robin Hood and sneaks into Camelot via a secret entrance. Galahad follows…and ends up in a “passage of
peril”…
…but Galahad manages to escape his garlic press-peril by wedging his sword twixt the two walls, and then crawls beneath the spikes to meet up with Sir Bors outside the passageway entrance:
GALAHAD: I came to warn you of a trap…but I’ve rendered it harmless…in
here…
BORS (after looking at the
passageway): That’s a mighty small opening for such a large object… (He pats his stomach)
GALAHAD: Then you’ll find you need
to make yourself much smaller once
you’re inside…
Galahad and Bors exited this same passageway in Chapter 4, and Bors didn’t complain of any trouble…so the preceding exchange of dialogue is either supposed to provide a moment of levity or Bors has gained considerable weight in the course of only two chapters. Be that as it may, both men are required to crawl underneath the spikes shooting out from the walls (Galahad: “See what I mean?”), with Galahad grabbing his sword as he safely makes it out, causing the walls to move slightly while Bors is still maneuvering his way out. (I think the hero is trying to kill the sidekick!)
Meanwhile, inside Camelot, Bartog is skulking around the
corridors when a guard spots him and orders him to “Halt!” He captures Bartog and in the process of
calling for the Captain of the Guard (Al Ferguson), Bartog takes opportunity of
his distraction and starts to wrestle the man for his sword. Galahad and Bors also turn a corner into the
same corridor…but rather than help the guard continue on and hide in a
room. (Dicks.) The melee between Bartog and the guard is
then broken up with the arrival of the Captain and two more guards.
CAPTAIN: Who is he?
GUARD: I don’t know…I followed him
here from the dungeon corridor…
Sir Kay (Jim Diehl), having witnessed the small brouhaha (brouhaha?), joins the guards and Bartog.
BARTOG (adopting a phony brogue):
Ulric, me lord? It’s a person that’s
foreign to me indeed…now if you’d be askin’ my name, it’s Clifton , sir… (Kay reaches inside Bartog’s tunic) Good lord…be not
harsh on me…I stopped in only for the night for shelter and…
(Kay rips a talisman from around
Bartog’s neck and examines it)
KAY: The Black Raven! Bartog—where is Excalibur?
BARTOG (in his normal voice): You
mean…you do not know?
KAY: It is I who put the question
to you!
BARTOG: Ulric lost it to one of
Arthur’s men…his name, I believe, is Galahad…he’s the one to ask! Not me!
Kay then punches Bartog’s time clock with a right cross,
causing Bartog to fall back slightly.
BARTOG: The real Excalibur? You mean there are two swords? (He chuckles evilly)
This is amusing indeed!
Kay then backhands Bartog.
(“Not nearly as amusing as me giving you another up side your head, you
jive turkey!”) “You shall not long enjoy the humor of it!” warns Kay. “Take him to the dungeon!” The guards gather up Bartog and escort him to
the dungeon as Kay walks off in the opposite direction. Meanwhile, Galahad and Bors emerge from their
hiding place, where they have been eavesdropping the entire time.
“Now we’ll never know the traitor he came to deal with,” bemoans Bors…but Galahad motions for him to follow him down another hallway. Methinks Galahad has a plan.
There is a scene shift to…
I know it gives a
person pause
But in Camelot
Camelot
Those are the legal
laws
The snow may never
slush upon the hillside
By nine p.m. the moonlight must appear
In short, there's
simply not
A more congenial spot
For
happily-ever-aftering than here
In Camelot
Okay, enough show tunes.
We find His Royal Highness—Arthur, King of the Britons—pacing the Round
Table Room while conferring with Sir Kay.
KAY: You worry needlessly, my King…’tis true, you do not have Excalibur…but
then…neither does Ulric…
ARTHUR: That is small comfort…
“And this is
Southern Comfort,” Kay retorts, producing a bottle from his tunic and two shot
glasses. (Okay, I made that part
up.) Lo!
The Captain of the Guard approaches…
ARTHUR: What is it?
CAPTAIN: Your Majesty…Galahad requests an audience…
ARTHUR: Not now…
CAPTAIN: He says…it’s a matter of
great urgency…
ARTHUR (after a slight pause): Let
him enter…
Arthur goes back to pacing, and then Galahad enters.
ARTHUR: Within the hour…
GALAHAD: I beg you…stay the execution…
ARTHUR: I’m a man of patience…but when you ask that the life
of an enemy traitor be spared you try
my patience beyond all reason!
I couldn't get a decent screen capture of it, but Arthur is having the same trouble Ulric did in the last chapter…that fake
moustache of his doesn’t move like a real one when he speaks.
GALAHAD: Kill Bartog and you do
this traitor within Camelot a service!
ARTHUR: Traitor? Within my court?
GALAHAD: Yes, sire…one who pretends allegiance to you…while allied
with Ulric…
KAY: Nonsense! This upstart takes
you for an imbecile!
ARTHUR: Calm yourself, Sir Kay…
“And watch it…my mother
was an imbecile…”
ARTHUR: What proof do you have?
GALAHAD: This traitor, Sire…gave
Bartog a false sword to deliver to Ulric…Ulric now knows it’s a forgery…that’s
why he sent Bartog back to Camelot…
KAY: Your Majesty, this is a waste
of time…the sooner Bartog is done
away with, the better…
GALAHAD: Sir Kay…were I that
traitor, it would serve my purposes to have Bartog silenced forever…
KAY: You accuse me?!!
“Oh, no no no no no no no no no no yes…”
GALAHAD: I accuse no one…
Oooh, you are such a fibber.
GALAHAD: Sire, I ask only that you delay Bartog’s execution…let it be rumored that…that he’s to be placed on the rack until he speaks…
ARTHUR: I begin to see your plan,
Galahad…
Snowing you again, Art.
Schmuck.
GALAHAD: Sir Bors and I will wait
in the dungeon…when the traitor comes
to silence Bartog, we’ll seize him!
ARTHUR: Go then…bait your trap with
Bartog…
“Bartog…it kills bugs dead…” The scene then dissolves to Arthur’s dungeon,
and the camera pans to a cell, where we find Galahad and Bars lying in
wait. After a quick cut to the adjacent
cell where Bartog is being kept prisoner, there is then a cut to a guard
descending a flight of steps, with a keg in his hands. (Arthur must be throwing a kegger later that
evening.) From behind one of the dungeon
walls, the mysterious personage known as the Black Knight emerges and he knocks
the keg carrier to the ground. Grabbing
a set of keys from the unconscious man, he opens the door to Bartog’s cell…and
the two of them whip around in time to see Galahad and Bors charging out of
their cell and descending upon them with swordlery. The fight is on, bitches!
…but unfortunately, Galahad does not. Having dispensed with one adversary, B.K. then places a bucket (pronounced BOO-kay) on top of Bors’ head, allowing Bartog and the Knight to grab both of his arms and shove him into the girls’ locker room. No, I’m mistaken…they chain Bors to the wall…
…and while you would also think that indignity would be enough, Bartog administers the coup de Gracie by delivering one to Bors’ breadbasket. Then he and the Black Knight make tracks. “Sir Bors?” Galahad cries out. “Sir Bors, are you all right?”
“I’ve thrown up in my bucket,” Bors answers him—no, I’m only kidding…he remains silent. B.K. and Bartog have exited through the castle passageway, and jumped on their horses to flee.
Back in the dungeon, Sir Kay and a pair of guards arrive
just in time to see the knocked-out guard come to. “Take care of him,” he orders one of the men
as he makes his way over to where the bucket-headed figure is fastened to the
wall. Removing the bucket…
BORS: Did you think me Queen Guinevere?!!
Well, Borsie…you are
the one who’s been traipsing around in drag during this serial.
KAY: What has happened?
BORS: Don’t talk so much and free
me from these chains!
(Kay and the guard unfasten Bors’
chains)
KAY: Who did this?
BORS: Bartog!
KAY: Bartog?
BORS: Yes…he’s escaped…
KAY: Galahad shall answer for this!
Where is he?
At the mention of his name, Galahad—who had been watching all
this through the bars of the cell—ducks out of sight, and Bors points to the
cell in which Galahad’s been imprisoned.
Kay and the guard stupidly walk into the cell, allowing Galahad to run
swiftly out and close the door behind him, locking it securely. Kay then shouts at him through the bars:
GALAHAD: He’s right, Sir Bors…this
is my responsibility…
BORS: Galahad…we waste valuable
time…
The way Galahad grins at his sidekick tips off the audience
that the buddy film is on again, and the two men swiftly exit the dungeon,
leaving a fuming Kay in the cell. There
is then a quick establishing shot showing Galahad and Bors riding off, and then
a dissolve finds the Black Knight (voiced by Paul Frees) and Bartog powwowing
at a makeshift camp in the woods.
BARTOG: I confess the thought did pass my mind…
BLACK KNIGHT: I have use for you…
BARTOG: I stand ready to serve…
BLACK KNIGHT: But what of Ulric?
BARTOG: Even a fool can see he is doomed to failure…
Oh, nice display of loyalty, brown nose…it’s a good thing
you don’t need a reference from your former
boss.
BLACK KNIGHT: Shrewd words, Bartog…but how do I know yours is not a tongue that
wags both ways?
“Look at how loyal I was to Ulric…no, wait…scratch that…”
BARTOG: I would be stupid indeed not to cast my lot with
one clever enough to…steal Excalibur…you do have the sword, have you not?
BLACK KNIGHT: The sword is not
enough…first we must turn Arthur’s people
against him…
The sword is not enough?
I was under the impression that once Excalibur was in your possession,
you’d be kicking ass and taking names!
(Or as a character in the cartoon Knighty
Knight Bugs says, “But the Black Knight is invincibull-bull-ble…”)
BARTOG: I see your plan…how may I
serve you?
Kee-rist, is there no limit to your suck-up-itude? If there is a Movie God, s/he will smite you
down before this serial calls it a wrap.
BLACK KNIGHT: Help me and you shall
be rewarded handsomely…but if you
betray me…
BARTOG: Let us not speak of
unpleasant things…
“Like your breath, O Black One—Tic Tac?” The Black Knight, chuckling at some private joke, hands the treacherous Bartog a bundle of clothing and says to him: “You will don these monk’s robes and ride to the
The scene then shifts to a shot of several of Arthur’s
second echelon ka-niggits riding up to a cottage, where a peasant woman (who
goes uncredited) walks out to greet them.
WOMAN: What would such be doing here?
“I run a respectable
brothel!”
KNIGHT: They made be hiding…one was
a youth, and the other so portly you could not mistake him…
Youth? George Reeves
was thirty-five years old at the time
this was made, and back then if you made it to that age you were considered eligible
for what passed for Social Security.
(And dude…lay off the fat jokes with Bors…he’s got a glandular problem.)
WOMAN: I have seen none of them…
“If you do not tell us where we can find these men, my fellow
knights and I will say— we will say...‘ni’!!!”
No, I’m just cutting up again—the knights ride off, and miss the two men
they’re looking for by mere inches, because Galahad and Bors approach the same
cottage, only from a different road.
Bors signals to Galahad that he will speak with the woman.
WOMAN: How many times must I tell
you I saw no one pass this way! (She looks closer at Bors) Oh! A thousand pardons—I mistook you for one of
the King’s men…
“Louie Louie/Oh no/Me gotta go now/Ay-yi-yi-yi…”
BORS: A sad mistake, ma’am…
WOMAN: What do you want of me?
BORS: I perish of thirst…
WOMAN: Wait here…I’ll fetch you
some water…
So the peasant woman goes back into her cottage while Bors
sits thee down on her porch steps, looking around to see that none of the
King’s knights are approaching. The
woman returns with an iron mug of water and proffers it to Bors, who drinks
heartily. But she still stares at him as
if she knows him from somewhere…
BORS: I didn’t say…
WOMAN: You bear a great resemblance
to one who is being hunted by the king…
BORS: I do?
WOMAN: Of course, you are not he…too bad…
BORS: You pity this poor hunted
man?
WOMAN: No…I admire his courage to defy the tyranny of Arthur!
Rut roh. The exit
polling for Arthur does not look promising.
“If I were he,” the woman continues, “I’d ride this night to the Inn
of the Ram’s Head…and join those who plot against the King!”
Wow…there are some lazy writers on this serial…Bors is able
to get the information he needs without having to get a little too free with
his hands. So he and Galahad ride, and
eventually arrive at the world famous Inn of the Ram’s
Head (“Kids 12 and under eat free!”)
While Bors is elected to stay with the horses, Galahad raps on the door
of the inn twice, dressed like…Dennis Moore.
(And not the actor in all those B-westerns and serials—the famed
highwayman who stole lupins.)
ONE-EYE: The inn is closed…
GALAHAD: Food and lodging for the
night…
ONE-EYE: Go elsewhere… (He starts
to close the door)
GALAHAD: I’ll pay you well…
ONE-EYE: Let me feel the weight of
your gold…
GALAHAD: Uh-uh…open first…
The innkeeper sporting the stylish eye-patch is actor Ray “Crash” Corrigan, born Raymond Benard in
Corrigan is also remembered for his thespic prowess as a
gorilla; he owned his own gorilla suit, and appeared in several of the Tarzan
films (he worked as Johnny Weissmuller’s stand-in and double). But perhaps his lasting legacy was
“Corriganville,” a ranch the actor purchased in 1937 that later became a
oft-used site to film movie westerns and TV shows; Fort Apache was filmed there, not to mention The Adventures of Rin Tin Tin and
Have
Gun – Will Travel (just to name a few).
(Corrigan later sold the property to Bob Hope in 1966, and it was
renamed Hopetown…and if John Cougar was ever interested in the place…okay, I
promise…I’ll stop.)
But back to our plot.
Now that he’s felt the heft of Galahad’s purse, One-Eye is most
accommodating: “Make yourself welcome, traveler…I’ll serve you some food and
wine.” Galahad then bellies up to the
bar, where a familiar looking monk is conversing with a scar-faced
gentleman. This is the “Cawker” referred
to by the Black Knight, as played by Pierce Lyden. Lyden was another hard-working thespian whose
métier was B-westerns and serials; he had many bit parts in chapter plays but
his more prominent roles include The Sea
Hound, Cody of the Pony Express
and Blackhawk.
CAWKER: The peasants are aroused…
Oh, there’s a
picture you didn’t need to paint for our benefit.
CAWKER: …but they cannot fight with
their bare hands…
BARTOG: You shall have arms…
“We’ve got
arms. I just told you: they can’t fight
with their bare hands!”
CAWKER: We will need food, too…
BARTOG: That also shall you have…
No sooner have Bartog and Cawker drank a toast to their villainy when there’s a knock on the Ram’s Head door. It’s a raid! “Open up in the name of the King!” a voice cries outside. (But they don’t specify which King—Larry, Don, Carole, Ben E…) One-Eye finally shambles on over to open the door (“My eye is dim…I cannot see…my legs are old and bent…”), and Kay bursts into the tavern along with several knights, thinking they’re BATF agents or something.
Kay walks over to where “Dennis Moore” is standing at the bar, and in whipping him around to face him; Galahad’s ludicrous disguise falls off. “Galahad!” Kay cries out. “Seize him!” (Galahad should have said: “Hey! Get the monk, too!”)
Well, there’s only forty seconds left in the chapter this
week so what results after Kay orders his men to seize Galahad is a quick
brandishing of the swords…and overhead, the Black Knight watches as Galahad
fights for his life. He takes out his
sword and cuts a rope supporting a candle-based chandelier…
They’re scheduled to start their U.S.
tour next week, just about the time their new CD, Bartog and the Outlaws Live, drops.
1 comment:
I've noticed that the various ka-niggets, bad guys included, wander in and out of Camelot at will, by secret passageway or whatever, and I'm starting to wonder if Arthur shouldn't maybe, you know, put a guard or two on the secret passages, not to mention the bleedin' front gate.
And the secret passageway route-- shouldn't that be something that the current inhabitant of the joint knows about, instead of everybody else in the friggin' Kingdom? I mean, who built the passage, for heaven's sake, if not the King? How do you build a secret passage--- in someone else's castle?
Perhaps I've misunderstood Camelot to be a grand and glorious pile, teeming with courtiers and royal guards and attendants, when it's actually one o' them low-rent efficiency walk-up bachelor studio castles, with a single resident-- Arthur himself.
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