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That would be Stryker and Bolt, sire.
Ah!
Rise and shine, Princess. It's your big day.
[Elfo grunts]
Yes, our emissary will steer her towards the darkness.
- Your whining really turns me on. - There's more where that came from.
Bean!
[grunts]
Then today, for one blessed second, we almost had both.
Personal demon.
- We deserve to be beaten with our food. - [laughs] I would rather eat it.
[Kissy] Oh, Elfo, you're so naughty.
- Sorry I can't make your wedding. - You wanna switch places?
I'm actually hoping for death. Thanks, though.
And neither of these looks like me.
[grunts]
Huh?
- [stammers] God... Uh, Merkimer. - Merkimer.
[knights grunting]
[stomping]
Anna
I was raised by a pack of drinking buddies.
[grunts]
- [sighs] I hate this feeling. - Sobriety, ma'am?
The Washmaster.
I am sorry our food will bring you no joy.
[Luci sighs]
Say "man and wife."
we've decided the princess can still marry.
See you guys tomorrow.
[crowd gasps]
Now, let's hurry. The prince will be here any minute to marry you
I beg you, sir. We are far too humble to receive praise.
Money's mine.
[crowd murmurs]
Ah, there you are, my love. I've come to take you back to our wedding.