The Sword in the Stone1963

Scullery Maid:
You old goat! If I ever catch you in my kitchen again, I'll--

Merlin:
[firmly] Madame, you won't! [disappears in a puff of smoke]

Scullery Maid:
[surprised] Oh dear. He-he's gone!

Sir Ector:
Well, by Jove...

Kay:
We ought to run the old geezer right out of the castle.

Sir Ector:
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, Kay, no! He might cast an evil spell on the lot of us. Turn us all to stone! Shh! No, there's no telling what the old devil might do.

Arthur:
He's not an old devil! He- he's good, and his magic is good, too. If you'd just leave him alone--

Sir Ector:
Now look here, Wart, that's three years probation!

Kay:
Box his ears, Dad.

Arthur:
Just because you can't understand something, it doesn't mean it's wrong!

Sir Ector:
[spluttering in shock] Ten years probation!

Arthur:
[in tears] You make all the rules, and nobody else can say anything!

Sir Ector:
You've said aplenty, boy! All that popping off just cooked your goose. Kay, from now on, young Hobbs shall be your squire. You hear that, Wart? Hobbs is going to be Kay's squire.

Arthur:
[quietly] Yes, sir.

Kay:
And that'll teach you to pop off, you little pipsqueak. [As Kay leaves the kitchen with Sir Ector, he explodes a mop (that humiliated him earlier) into smithereens with his sword]