ARTHUR: 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, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king!
DENNIS: 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.
Is this the same accent the indie musicians sing in, where they do weird things with their vowels to sound like they ate a lemon recently?
I've noticed a staccato cadence to some speech that people might say is indicative of autism, but not an accent.