[Seahawk]

The Lady of the Lake...her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Seahawk, was to carry Excalibur.

That is why I am your king!







The rest:





DENIS: 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 from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
Seahawk: Be quiet!
DENIS: Well, but you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just
'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!
Seahawk: Shut up!
DENIS: I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some
moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away!