She gets herself together, and asks for Arthur. He walks into the Round Table room, which is crappy now, and she's sitting there, and they're really happy to see each other. There's none of that awkwardness you sometimes get with people you haven't seen in a while, particularly relatives you've had sex with. He brings it up anyway, to deflect her questions about why his hair looks so gross and stringy and fake. She explains that there was no point in telling him they had a child, because it would've freaked her out no less for having freaked him out with it too. They think about saying that at least it turned out okay because Incest Bastard is such a great kid, but he isn't, so they don't. Margulaine returns to her theme here, which is that Arthur needs to get off his fool arse and rule. He counters that he's a sinner, providing the opportunity for Margulaine to repeat nearly verbatim the "we're all sinners" speech that three different people, including Arthur himself, have given over the last two hours. She makes some snide anti-Christian comments and says that this is just the work they have to do. Because Arthur has never seen Buffy, he doesn't get the reference, so she has to tell him that even if they die, it will be worth it to save Britain and Camelot and the Harvest Home Womyn's Collective and all the Christians and pagans and womyn and incest babies and beat the hell out of the Saxons. She picks up Excalibur and hands it to him, the mythic power of the moment utterly destroyed by crappy camera work and the fact that this entire scene is filmed in virtually absolute darkness.
Margulaine lifts the winding sheet off the Queen of Mean's face, presumably to make sure the awful thing is really dead, and then lifts the one over Vivarin, kissing her fingers and touching Vivarin's forehead. Meanwhile, there's a temporal anomaly at the fields of war which cause Arthur and what's left of the Knights of the Round Table to stand there in real time, while the Saxons are grunting and howling in some extreme slow motion. Maybe they didn't shoot enough film on the first take and had to stretch it out or something, but it creates some weird kind of off-kilter tension. Margulaine torches the two pyres at the Harvest Home Womyn's Collective, and there is some Lamentation of the Womyn. At the battlefield, Lance rides up next to Arthur, and they have a manly, stoic reunion. Overcome by emotion, they refuse to look at each other or acknowledge the presence or existence of each other. Arthur calls Lance his "friend." This is tear-jerking stuff, right here. There are just more and more Saxons in slo-mo, and Lance and Arthur begin to look a little worried. We pan across the slowly moving Saxons for about a year, and they are gross, and hairy, and dirty, and savages, and they are led by none other than Incest Bastard, who must be a pretty fast talker. He's in Saxon drag, which means he's dirty and making weird noises and wearing some kind of animal as a hat. I have been trying to figure out what it is all day, but I can't -- some gross kind of fox, maybe, or possibly a marmot.
Arthur prays to Everybody he can think of. Lance gets a little misty when he thinks about Arthur dying in battle. The Saxons get to yellin' and hollerin', and it's weird but not threatening, and then Incest Bastard makes this indescribable noise which causes his face to contort in ways I thought you could only achieve with Photoshop, or maybe if you were Jim Carrey. He makes this noise-and-face combo a few times, and as usual I am just so embarrassed for him that I can't look. There's no Waterpik in the world that can get this amount of scenery out of your teeth. The Saxons ride toward us in slo-mo. Arthur and Lance sit tight. The Saxons yell at us and ride toward us in slo-mo. Arthur and Lance realize they might never start fighting at this rate unless the Knights do the Saxons the courtesy of running to meet them at normal speed, and they both pull out their swords in a funny simultaneous way, and then the Knights do some yelling of their own. I wonder if maybe, when they meet, something terrible will happen to the space-time continuum. Then it's fast Knights, slow Saxons for awhile. Then the sound barrier breaks, and I wonder if all this slow/fast loud/quiet stuff had a pretentious but logical reason behind it, as they meet. Then: fighting!