Because Bantersaurus Rex and his good friend, the Archbishop of Banterbury are both to be confiscated, and detained at the 'Bantanamo Bay' detention camp. They will both be held without trial or legal council for many years, and eventually - when they are old and broken - they will be woken up one cold November night, marched from their cells, and summarily shot in the backs of their banterous heads. Their last thoughts will be of their lost days of nandos with the lads.