ARTHUR: It probably seems a terrible thing to say, but you know what I
sometimes think would be useful in these situations?

LINT.: What?

ARTHUR: A gun of some sort.

LINT.2: Will this help?

ARTHUR: What is it?

LINT.2: A gun of some sort.

ARTHUR: Oh, that'll help. Can you make it fire?

LINT.: Er...

F/X: DEAFENING ROAR

LINT.: Yes.

- Arthur and the Lintillas gaining the upper hand, Fit the Twelfth.