Funny Lines From the Emporers New Grooved
[plotting ways to kill Kuzco]
Yzma: Ah, how shall I practice it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, so I'll put that flea in a box, and and then I'll put that box within of another box, and and so I'll mail service that box to myself, and when it arrives...
[laughs]
Yzma: ...I'll blast information technology with a hammer! It'southward brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say!
[knocks over bottle of poison on flower, which shrivels upward and dies]
Yzma: Or, to save on postage, I'll just poisonous substance him with this!
Yzma: So, is everything prepare for tonight?
Kronk: Oh, yes. I thought nosotros'd get-go off with soup and a light salad, and so see how we feel after that.
Yzma: Not the dinner. Yous know...
Kronk: Oh, correct. The poison. The poison for Kuzco, the poison chosen peculiarly to kill Kuzco, Kuzco's poison. That toxicant?
Yzma: Yeah! That poisonous substance.
Kronk: Got you lot covered.
Yzma: First-class. A few drops in his beverage, and then I'll propose a toast, and he volition be expressionless before dessert.
Kronk: Which is a real shame, considering it's gonna exist delicious.
Kuzco: Okay, I admit it. Maybe I wasn't as nice as I should have been. Only, Yzma, do you really want to kill me?
Yzma: Merely think of it equally you're being allow go, that your life's going in a different direction, that your body'southward role of a permanent outplacement.
Kronk: Hey, that'south kinda like what he said to you when you lot got fired.
Yzma: I know. It's called a "cruel irony", like my dependence on you.
[the palace guards take been transformed into animals]
Yzma: Get them!
Cow Baby-sit: Hey, I've been turned into a moo-cow. Tin can I go home?
Yzma: You're excused. Anybody else?
Other Guards: No, no. We're good.
Yzma: And then Get THEM!
[Kuzco and Pacha are tied to a tree branch floating in a river]
Pacha: Uh-oh.
Kuzco: Don't tell me. We're about to go over a huge waterfall.
Pacha: Yeah.
Kuzco: Precipitous rocks at the bottom?
Pacha: Most probable.
Kuzco: Bring it on.
Waitress: Ordering. Three pork combos, extra salary on the side, two chili cheese samplers, a basket of liver and onion rings, a catch of the day, and a steak cut in the shape of a trout. You lot got all that, beloved?
Kronk: Iii oinkers wearing pants, plate of hot air, basket of Grandma's breakfast and change the bull to a gill, got it.
[Yzma and Kuzco never meet each other. When i exits, the other enters]
Yzma: Make me the special. And concur the gravy!
Kronk: Bank check. Pickup!
Kuzco: You know what? On second thought, make my omelette a meat pie.
Kronk: Meat pie. Check.
Yzma: Kronk! Tin can I order the potatoes as a side dish?
Kronk: I'll have to charge you lot total toll.
Yzma: [bellyaching] Ooh.
Kuzco: Hey, how about a side of potatoes, my buddy?
Kronk: You got it. Desire cheese on those potatoes?
Yzma: Give thanks you lot, Kronk. Cheddar volition be fine.
Kronk: Cheddar spuds coming upward.
Kuzco: Spuds yep, cheese no.
Kronk: Hold the cheese.
Yzma: No, I want the cheese.
Kronk: Cheese it is.
Kuzco: Cheese me no "likee."
Kronk: Cheese out.
Yzma: Cheese in!
Kronk: Ah, come up on. Make up your mind!
Kuzco: Okay, okay, on second thought...
Yzma,Kuzco: ...make my potatoes a salad.
[after falling into the alligator pit]
Kuzco: Okay, why does she fifty-fifty *have* that lever?
Kuzco: This is Yzma, the emperor's counselor. Living proof that dinosaurs once roamed the Earth.
Yzma: It is no concern of mine whether or not your family has... what was it again?
Peasant: Umm... food?
Yzma: Ha! You really should accept thought of that before you became peasants!
[while Kuzco and Pacha are trying out all of Yzma's potions]
Kuzco: Yay. I'1000 a llama again!
[beat]
Kuzco: Wait...
[Having accidentally turned Kuzco into a Llama instead of having him assassinated as planned]
Yzma: Have him out of town and finish the chore now!
Kronk: What about dinner?
Yzma: Kronk, this is kind of important.
Kronk: How nearly dessert?
Yzma: Well, I suppose there's time for dessert.
Kronk: And java?
Yzma: All right. A quick cup of coffee. And so Take HIM OUT OF TOWN AND Finish THE Task!
[Kronk's Shoulder Angel and Devil debate saving Kuzco]
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: Listen upward, big guy. I got 3 good reasons why you should simply walk away. Number 1. Look at that guy! He'south got that sissy stringy music thing.
Kronk'south Shoulder Affections: Nosotros've been through this. It's a harp, and you know it.
Kronk'south Shoulder Devil: Oh, right. That'due south a harp, and that's a apparel.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: Robe!
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: Reason number ii. Look what I tin do. Ha-ha, ha!
[does one-armed handstand]
Kronk: But what does that accept to practice with anything?
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: No, no. He'south got a betoken.
Kronk: Listen, you guys. You're sort of confusing me, and so, uh, begone... or, uh, y'know, still I get rid of you lot guys.
Kronk's Shoulder Devil,Kronk's Shoulder Angel: That'll work.
[Angel and devil disappear]
Yzma: Looking for this?
Yzma: [holds up the vial of human being extract]
[Kuzco and Pacha gasp]
Kuzco: No! Information technology can't be! How did you become back here before united states?
Yzma: Uh...
[pauses]
Yzma: ...how *did* nosotros, Kronk?
Kronk: Well, ya got me. By all accounts, it doesn't make sense.
[Kronk holds up a map of the two parties' trails, showing Yzma'due south and Kronk'south falling down a canyon halfway through]
Yzma: Oh, well. Dorsum to business.
Yzma: Kronk! Why did I call up you lot could do this? This one simple thing! It's similar I'm talking to a monkey.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: Whoa at present!
Yzma: A really, really big stupid monkey named Kronk!
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: Ouch.
Yzma: And practise y'all desire to know something else? I've never liked your spinach puffs!
[Kronk, Shoulder Affections, and Shoulder Devil all simultaneously gasp]
Yzma: Never!
[Kronk begins to cry]
Kronk'southward Shoulder Devil: That'southward information technology.
[cocks pitchfork like a gun]
Kronk'southward Shoulder Devil: She'southward goin' downwards.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: Now, now, remember, guys. From above, the wicked shall receive their just advantage.
[they look up at the chandelier which is illuminated with heavenly low-cal while celestial music plays]
Kronk'south Shoulder Angel,Kronk's Shoulder Devil,Kronk: That'll work.
[Kronk cuts the rope to the chandelier, but it falls around Yzma, instead of on her]
Kronk: Strange. That usually works.
Yzma: And so does *this*!
[pulls lever for trap door]
Kronk: Ah. Should've seen that coming. Whoa!
[subsequently falling into the alligator pit]
Yzma: Why do we even *have* that lever?
Yzma: Pull the lever, Kronk!
[Kronk pulls a lever, and Yzma falls into a pit]
Yzma: [every bit she is falling] Wrong lever!
Kuzco: You know, it's a good thing you're non a large, fat guy or this would be really difficult.
Guard: For the last time, we did not order a giant trampoline.
Commitment Person: Yous know what, pal, you could accept told me that before I set it up.
Old Man: Now yous terminate being hard on yourself; all is forgiven.
Kuzco: You sure?
Old Human: Oh, it's not the first fourth dimension I was tossed out of a window, and it won't be the last. What can I say? I'm a insubordinate.
Kuzco: Oh, and by the way, you're fired.
Yzma: Fired? W-Due west-What do yous mean, "fired"?
[Kuzco snaps his finger and a servant comes in and writes down Yzma'southward "pinkish slip"]
Kuzco: Um, how else tin can I say it? "Y'all're existence allow go." "Your department'south being downsized." "You're function of an outplacement." "Nosotros're going in a dissimilar management." "Nosotros're not picking upwards your option." Take your pick. I got more.
Yzma: [after knocking Kuzco out unconscious, having turned into a Llama] A llama? He'southward supposed to exist *expressionless*.
Kronk: Yes, weird.
[last lines]
Kronk: My acorn is missing.
Junior Chipmunk Class: Squeak, squeakin', squeak, squeakity.
Kronk: Did you eat the acorn?
Inferior Chipmunk Class: Squeaker, squeak, squeak, squeakin'?
Kronk: You owe me a new acorn.
Junior Chipmunk Grade: Squeak squeak squeak, squeak, squeaker...
[one boy nudges Yzma]
Yzma Kitty: [sulky] Squeakin'.
Kronk: I'm and then proud of y'all guys.
Kuzco: I can't believe this is happening!
Yzma: Then I bet you weren't expecting *this*.
[Yzma pulls up her dress. Kuzco and Pacha scream]
Yzma: [revealing a pocketknife strapped to her thigh] Aha!
[Kuzco and Pacha sigh with relief]
Kuzco: Oh, okay.
Kuzco: And then, you lied to me.
Pacha: I did?
Kuzco: Yeah. You said when the sun hits this ridge just right, these hills sing. Well, pal, I was dragged all over those hills and I did not hear any singing.
[takes Kuzcotopia]
Kuzco: So, I'll be edifice my summer home on a more *magical* hill. Thank yous.
Pacha: Heh. Couldn't pull the wool over your eyes, huh?
Kuzco: No, no, I'yard sharp. I'g on it.
[puts the model of Pacha's house back on the hilltop]
Kuzco: Looks like you and your family are stuck on the tuneless hilltop forever, pal.
[Kuzco and Pacha sit down in silence]
Pacha: You know, I'1000 pretty certain I heard some singing on the loma next to us. In case you're interested.
Pacha: Why did I risk my life for a selfish brat like you? I was always taught that there was some proficient in everyone, only, oh, you proved me incorrect.
Kuzco: Oh, boo-hoo. Now I feel really bad. Bad llama.
Pacha: I could've let y'all die out there in that jungle, and and then all my problems would be over.
Kuzco: Well, that makes yous ugly *and* stupid.
Pacha: Let's end this.
Kuzco: Ladies first.
Yzma Kitty: [having turned into a cat whilst trying to stop Kuzco from turning back into a human] Looking for this?
[clutching her throat]
Yzma Kitty: Is that my voice?
[coughs]
Yzma Kitty: Is that *my* vocalism? Oh, well.
[Kuzko collides with an erstwhile human while dancing]
Kuzco: D'oh! You threw off my groove!
Guard: I'm sorry, but yous've thrown off the Emperor's groove.
[the sometime man is thrown out of the palace window]
Old Man: Sooooorry!
Yzma: That's it, Kronk! Pause the door downwardly!
Kronk: Interruption it down? Are ya kidding me? This is hand-carved mahogany.
[after firing Yzma]
Kuzco: [sing-song] So... who's in my chaaaaaair?
Kronk: Oh, oh! I know! Yzma. Yzma'due south in your chair, right?
Kuzco: Very skillful, Kronk! Here. Get the snack.
[Yzma, fired by Kuzco, smashes stone carvings of his head with a mallet]
Yzma: Why, I practically raised him.
Kronk: Yeah, you'd remember he would've turned out amend.
Yzma: Yes, go figure.
Yzma: That is the last time nosotros have directions from a squirrel.
ChiCha: So, remind me once again how you're related to Pacha?
Yzma: Why, I'm his third cousin's brother'southward wife'southward step-niece's keen aunt. Twice removed.
ChiCha: Uh-huh.
Yzma: Isn't that right, Kronk?
[Kronk is playing jump rope with Chaca and Tipo]
Chaca: Ninety-nine monkeys jumping on the bed.
Kronk: One fell off and bumped his head.
Tipo: [waking from a dream] Dad, look out!
ChiCha: Tipo, what is information technology?
Tipo: I had a dream that Dad was tied to a log and was careening out of control downwardly a raging river of death!
ChiCha: Information technology'due south all correct, it'southward all correct.
Tipo: It was awful!
ChiCha: Information technology'due south okay, Tipo, calm down, it was just a dream. Your dad's fine. He just went dorsum to see the emperor.
Tipo: Oh, you mean like you told him to, 'cause you lot're ever right.
ChiCha: That'southward right.
Chaca: Well, in my dream, Dad had to buss a llama.
Tipo: Yeah, similar that would ever happen.
Chaca: It could!
ChiCha: Nuh-uh!
Chaca: Yeah-hah!
Tipo: Nuh-uh!
Chaca: Yep-haaaaah!
[they keep exchanging "nuh-uh's" and "yeah-hah's" at lightning speed]
ChiCha: Good night, you two.
Tipo,Chaca: Night, Mom!
[resume bickering equally ChiCha blows out the candle]
[first lines]
Kuzco: [Narrating] Will yous take a look at that? Pretty pathetic, huh? Well, you'll never believe this, but that llama you're looking at was once a human existence. And non just any human. That guy was an emperor. A rich, powerful ball of charisma. Oh, yeah! This is his story. Well, actually, my story. That'due south right... I'yard that llama. The name is Kuzco... Emperor Kuzco. I was the world'southward nicest guy and they ruined my life for no reason. Oh, is that hard to believe? Look, I'll tell you lot what. You go back a ways, you know, earlier I was a llama, and this will all brand sense.
[cut to Kuzco as an infant]
Kuzco: All right, now run into. That'due south a little likewise far back. Ooh! Look at me! That'southward me as a infant.
[breaks doll and begins to cry, immediately, all nearby servants offer him replacement dolls]
Kuzco: Ahem! All right, permit's move ahead.
[Yzma and Kronk are trapped in a night locked room in Pacha'southward house]
ChiCha: What exercise you mean the door'due south stuck? Try jiggling the handle.
Yzma: There is no handle in hither.
ChiCha: [holding the door handle] In that location's non? Are you lot certain?
Yzma: All right, I've had plenty of this. Tell us where the talking llama is and nosotros'll burn your house to the basis.
Kronk: Er, don't yous hateful or?
Yzma: [even more than angrily] Grr, tell u.s. where the talking llama is *or* nosotros'll burn your business firm to the footing.
Chaca: Well, which is it? That sounds like a pretty crucial conjunction.
[Yzma is sleeping in a huge tent, while Kronk is in a tent so modest it just covers his waist. Suddenly Kronk jerks awake]
Kronk: The peasant, at the diner!
[intermission]
Kronk: He didn't pay his bank check.
[falls dorsum asleep, but and so jerks back up]
Kronk: It's the peasant who I saw leaving the city who disappeared into the crowd with Kuzco in the back of his cart. He must have taken him dorsum to his village, so if we find the village, we find him, and if we find him, nosotros find Kuzco. Oh, yeah, it's all comin' together. Yzma!
[runs into her tent]
Yzma: What?
[Yzma sits upward with cold cream on her confront and cucumbers on her eyes]
Kronk: [recoiling] Aah!
Yzma: This had improve be skillful!
Yzma: Kuzco is expressionless, right? Tell me Kuzco's expressionless. I need to hear these words.
Kronk: [nervously] Uh, do y'all need to hear all those words exactly?
Yzma: [aroused] He's all the same *live*?
Kronk: Well, he'south not as dead as we would have hoped.
Yzma: Kronk!
Kronk: Just thought I'd give you lot a heads-upward in case Kuzco ever came back.
Yzma: He tin can't come back!
Kronk: Yeah, that would be kinda awkward, especially after that lovely eulogy.
Yzma: You retrieve? You and I are going out to find him. If he talks, nosotros're through. Now let's move!
Kuzco: Wait a minute. I remember you lot. I call back telling y'all that I was building my pool where your firm was, and and so y'all got mad at me. Oh! And you turned me into a llama!
Pacha: What? No, I did not.
Kuzco: Yep, and so you kidnapped me!
Pacha: Why would I kidnap a llama?
Kuzco: I take no idea. You're the criminal mastermind, non me.
Pacha: What?
Kuzco: Y'all're correct. That'southward giving you manner too much credit.
Kuzco: [voiceover] So this is where y'all came in. See, just like I said, I'1000 the victim here! I didn't do annihilation, and they ruined my life and took everything I had.
Kuzco: Hey, give it a rest up there, will ya?
Kuzco: [voiceover] What? I'm merely telling them what happened.
Kuzco: Who are you kidding, pal? They saw the whole thing. They *know* what happened.
Kuzco: [voiceover] Well, yeah, merely... but...
Kuzco: Merely get out me solitary.
[There are no more voiceovers for the remainder of the moving picture]
Pacha: What happened?
Quondam Man: Well, I threw off the Emperor's groove.
Pacha: What?
Old Human: His groove! The rhythm in which he lives his life. His pattern of behavior. I threw it off. And the Emperor had me thrown out the window.
Pacha: Oh, really? I'm supposed to see him today.
Old Man: Don't throw off his groove!
Pacha: Oh, okay.
Old Homo: Bewaaare, the grooove.
Pacha: Hey, are you lot gonna exist all right?
Old Human: Grooove...
Kuzco: It's my birthday souvenir to me. I'thousand and so happy.
Yzma: [about the potion they used on Kuzco] Let me see that vial.
[the Death Characterization was actually that of a Llama folded up slightly, causing defoliation]
Yzma: This isn't poison. This is excerpt of... llama!
Kronk: Y'all know, in my defense, your poisons all expect alike. Yous might think about relabeling some of them.
Kuzco: And permit's not forget Yzma'due south right-mitt human. Every decade or so she gets a new one. This year's model is called Kronk.
Yzma: Are you lot talking to that squirrel?
Kronk: I was a junior chipmunk, uh, and I had to be versed in all the woodland creatures.
[to squirrel]
Kronk: Delight keep.
[squirrel talks to Kronk]
Yzma: [walking abroad] Why me? Why me? Why me? Why...?
Kronk: Hey, it doesn't always have to exist about you. This poor little guy's had it crude. Seems a talking llama gave him a difficult fourth dimension the other mean solar day.
[Yzma rushes over to them]
Yzma: Oh, a talking llama? Practice tell.
[squirrel whispers to Kronk]
Kronk: Uh, he doesn't really wanna talk to y'all.
Yzma: Well, and then *yous* ask him.
Kronk: [sigh] Detest existence in the heart.
Kronk: [speaking squirrel] Squeaky, uh, squeak, squeaker, squeakin'.
Yzma: [Believing Kuzco is expressionless, telling the others in the palace] And so, it is with great sadness that nosotros mourn the sudden difference of our dearest prince, taken from u.s.a. then tragically on the very eve of his eighteenth birthday.
Kronk: [sobbing] Poor trivial guy.
Yzma: His legacy will live in our hearts...
Kronk: He never had a chance.
Yzma: ...for all eternity.
[pause]
Yzma: Well, he own't getting any deader! Back to work.
[the palace guards brainstorm to change the palace theming from Kuzco to Yzma]
[the drinkable is poisoned]
Yzma: Kronk, the emperor needs his... drink!
Kronk: Right. Oh...
[winks at Yzma]
Kronk: ...riiiiiiggghhht.
[goes to grab drink and realizes that he doesn't know which one information technology is; takes the drinks abroad to pour the poison again]
Kuzco: Hey, Kronky, everything okay dorsum there?
Kronk: [mixing the drinks together before refilling all the cups] Oh, uh, the drinks were a bit on the, uh...
[pocket-sized explosion from each of the cups]
Kronk: ...warm side. Hehe. Hey, did ya run across that sky today? Talk about bluish.
Yzma: Yes, Kronk. Riveting. A toast, to the emperor! Long live Kuzco!
Kronk: [to Yzma trying to make information technology sound like he'due south coughing] Don't drink the vino. Poisonous substance.
Pacha: Where'd yous come from, little guy?
Kuzco: No... touchy.
Pacha: Demon llama!
Kuzco: Demon llama? Where?
[Turns around and sees Misty, a existent llama]
Misty: Maaah.
Kuzco: Aaah!
Kuzko: [after throwing a rock at Pacha's head, interim innocent] Huh? What? I didn't practise anything. I didn't... Somebody's throwin' stuff. Y'all gonna build a fire or what?
[after getting hit in the head with a frying pan]
Kuzco: You have a lovely wife. They're both very pretty.
Yzma: [handing him a canteen of poison] Have it, Kronk. Oh ho ho! Experience the ability.
Kronk: Oh... I can feel it.
Yzma: Our moment of triumph approaches! Ha ha ha ha ha! It'southward dinner time!
Pacha: Emperor Kuzco?
Kuzco: Yeah. Who did you retrieve you were talking to?
Pacha: Um... How did... uh... you don't... *look* similar the emperor.
Kuzco: What practise you hateful I don't await like the emperor?
Pacha: Um... do this.
[wiggles fingers]
Kuzco: What is this, some little game y'all country folk like to play?
[sees his hoofed hand, gasps]
Kuzco: It can't exist! I...
[looks at his reflection in the water]
Kuzco: [Gasps] My face! My beautiful, beautiful face! I'm an ugly, stinky llama! Wah-hah-hah! Llama face!
ChiCha: So what did the emperor want?
Pacha: [Unable to explicate that Emperor Kuzco was planning to destroy their village to make room for his Summer domicile, Kuzcotopia] Uh, you lot know what? He couldn't see me.
ChiCha: Couldn't see you? Why not?
Pacha: I don't know.
ChiCha: Well, that's just rude!
Pacha: Well, he is the emperor. I'm sure he'due south busy.
ChiCha: No no no no. Emperor or no Emperor, it's called common courtesy. If it were me, I'd march correct dorsum in that location and *need* to see him. You know I would!
Pacha: Sweetie, sweetie, think of the baby.
ChiCha: Pacha, I'm fine. This baby's non coming out for a while, but even if it was, I'd requite that guy a piece of my mind. That kind of behavior but, just...
[snorts]
ChiCha: I gotta become wash something.
Kuzco: [nearly Kronk] Oh, he's doing his own theme music?
[Kronk stops in his tracks, trying to blend in with the wall decorations while imitating the crickets as two people pass by. Of form they notice him, but disregard him anyway. When they leave, the camera pans out to reveal giant wall carvings were pointing straight at Kronk]
Kuzco: [Narrating] Large, dumb, *and* tone deaf. I am *so glad* I was unconscious for all of this.
Kuzco: [walking back to his palace, alone, in the jungle] Scary jungle. Right.
[in mocking voice]
Kuzco: Oh, a leaf! Oh, it might assault me. Oh, it's a scary tree! I'm agape. Please. Never notice my way? I'thou the Emperor, and as such, I'one thousand born with an innate sense of direction. Okay, where am I?
[a wing buzzes nearby and gets caught in spiderweb]
Bug in jungle: Assistance me! Help me!
[Spider comes and eats the wing off-screen]
Problems in jungle: Too late...
Kuzco: Ok... that's the freakiest thing I've ever seen...
Kuzco: Woo-yeah! Wait at me and my bad cocky! I snatched yous right out of the air! "Ooh, I'm a crumbly coulee wall, and I'one thousand taking you lot with me." Well, not today, pal! Uh-huh! Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh!
Pacha: Y'all just saved my life!
Kuzco: Oh, aye. This is the real me.
[cut to llama]
Kuzco: Not this.
[back to Kuzco]
Kuzco: This...
[back to llama]
Kuzco: Not this.
[back to Kuzco]
Kuzco: Winner...
[back to llama]
Kuzco: Loser!
Pacha: Okay, once we cantankerous this bridge, it's merely an 60 minutes to your palace.
Kuzco: Good, because believe it or non, I remember I need a bath.
Pacha: I believe it.
Kuzco: What's that?
Pacha: Nada.
Kronk: Oh, wait. A gilt-throated small-scale-winged warbler. Just one more for exotic bird bingo. I am loving this.
[Pacha has gotten himself and Kuzco tied to a dead tree branch]
Kuzco: Maybe I'm simply new to this whole rescuing thing, but this, to me, might be considered kind of a footstep backwards, wouldn't you say?
Pacha: No, no, no. It's... It's okay. This is all correct. We tin figure this out.
[the branch cracks]
Kuzco: I hate yous.
Tipo: Dad! I ate a problems today!
Pacha: Oh! Was Mom baking again? Heh. Don't tell her I said that.
ChiCha: I heard that!
Kuzco: [Repeated Line] Boom, baby!
Kuzko: Um, what'southward with the chimp and the bug? Can we go back to *me*?
Kuzco: What is this guy babbling nigh? He'due south like the thing that wouldn't shut up.
[Film stops, Llama Kuzco appears on screen]
Kuzco: Uh, alibi me. 2 seconds hither. I'thou the one in the cart, remember? This story is about me.
[Circles the bag on the cart where he is]
Kuzco: Not him.
[Crosses out Pacha]
Kuzco: Okay, we're clear? All right, nosotros're gonna move ahead. Sorry to keep you waiting.
[Exits; returns to scribble over Pacha; realizes he's still on screen, chuckles, so leaves; film starts upward again]
Kronk: [trying to ease the awkward tension] Hey, d'yous run into that sky today? Talk nigh blue.
Yzma: But... but Your Highness, I accept been nothing if not loyal to the empire for... for many, many years.
Kuzco: Hey, anybody hits their stride. You just hit yours fifty years agone.
Kronk: Hey, don't I know you?
Pacha: I... I don't think and then.
Kronk: Wrestled you in high school.
Pacha: I don't think that, no.
Kronk: Metal shop? Oh, I know, Miss Nalca's interpretive dance, two semesters. I was usually in the back because of my weak ankles. C'mon, you gotta assist me out here.
Pacha: Wait, I don't think we've ever met, merely... I gotta go.
[Gets up]
Kronk: Don't worry, I'll think of it!
Yzma Kitty: [after successfully getting her paws on the potion to plough her back into a human before Kuzco] I win.
[Kronk all of a sudden opens up the nearby window nearby, slamming it onto Yzma, letting the potion fly into the easily of Pacha and Kuzco]
Kronk: What are the odds of that trap door leadin' me out here?
Pacha: [after Kuzco quickly betrays him on their mode dorsum to Kuzco's Palace] We shook hands on it!
Kuzko: You know, the funny thing well-nigh shaking easily is...
[wiggles hoofs]
Kuzko: ...you need easily.
[Pacha and Kuzco diner in disguise as a woman are approached by the Waitress]
Pacha: We're on our honeymoon.
Waitress: Bless you for coming out in public.
Yzma: Is there anything on this menu that is not swimming in gravy?
ChiCha: As I said before, you lot may remember, Pacha is non here. I'll exist sure to tell him you lot stopped by.
Yzma: Oh, would you delight? That would be simply great.
[knocks her cup on the floor]
Yzma: Oops. Silly me.
ChiCha: [annoyed] No no, allow me.
[very pregnant, tries to squat to pick up cup]
Yzma: [joins Kronk jumping rope] She's hiding something. When I give the word we search the house.
Kronk: Ok, but I notwithstanding have 94 monkeys to become.
Townsman #1: Hey, Pacha, you simply missed your relatives.
Pacha: My relatives?
Townsman #i: Aye, we but sent them upwards to your business firm.
Pacha: What'd they look like?
Townsman #1: Well there was this big guy, and this older woman who was... well, how would you describe her?
Townsman #2: Ah, scary beyond all reason?
Townsman #1: Yeah, that's it.
ChiCha: I gotta get wash something.
Kronk: Woohoo. Faster, faster! Yzma, put your hands in the air!
Kuzco: When will you learn that all my ideas are good ones?
Pacha: Well, that's funny. Because I thought that you going into the jungle by yourself, being chased by jaguars, lying to me to take y'all back to the palace were all actually *bad* ideas.
Kuzco: Oh, yeah. Anything sounds bad when you say information technology with that attitude.
ChiCha: Okay, everybody. Motility aside.
[ChiCha pats her pregnant abdomen]
ChiCha: Lady with a babe comin' through.
[ChiCha kisses Pacha]
[Kuzco considers seven potential brides who all expect remarkably alike]
Kuzco: Permit'southward take a look-see. Hate your hair. Not likely. Yikes. Yikes. Yikes. And, let me estimate, yous accept a bang-up personality.
Pacha: [hanging off the bridge] Kuzco!
Kuzco: Yeah?
Pacha: Quick, pull me upward!
Kuzco: No, I don't recall I will.
Pacha: You're gonna leave me here?
Kuzco: Well, I was gonna have you imprisoned for life, just I kinda like this better.
Pacha: I thought you were a changed man.
Kuzco: Come on, I had to say *something* to get you to take me back to the palace.
Pacha: And so all of information technology was a lie?
Kuzco: Well yeah. No, wait... Oh, yeah, it all was a lie. Toodles!
Kuzco: There'southward two people in there looking for y'all.
Kuzco: Who?
Pacha: A big guy and a skinny old adult female.
Kuzco: Wait, was this woman scary beyond all reason?
Pacha: Oh, yeah!
Kuzco: That's Yzma and Kronk! I'm saved!
Kuzco: [as he turns into a Llama from the "potable" he simply had] Hey, Kronk, can y'all pinnacle me off, pal, exist a friend?
Kuzco: No, no! Don't drop information technology!
Yzma Kitty: I'm not going to driblet it, y'all fool! I'thousand going to drinkable information technology! And once I turn back into my beautiful self I'chiliad going to *kill* you.
Pacha: [Both hanging from a bridge, Pacha hits Kuzco in acrimony] That's for going back on your promise!
Kuzco: [Kuzco hits Pacha] Yeah! And that'southward for kidnapping me and taking me dorsum to your hamlet! Which I'm even so gonna destroy, past the mode. Hehehe. No touchy!
[Pacha hits him back]
Kuzco: [as a parrot, whilst testing out each of the potions] Nosotros're not getting anywhere with y'all picking the vials. I'm picking the next one.
Pacha: Fine past me!
Kuzco: Give me that one.
[drinks a potion and turns into a whale]
Kuzco: Not a give-and-take...
Kuzco: [watching Yzma talk] Whoa! Look at those wrinkles. What is holding this woman together? What the...
[sees a chip of spinach on Yzma's teeth]
Kuzco: How long has that been there?
Pacha: Someday, you're gonna wind up all alone, and yous'll have no one to blame but yourself.
Kuzko: Thank you for that. I'll log that away.
[afterwards telling Pacha that he intends to destroy Pacha's villiage and build "Kuzcotopia"]
Pacha: But, but, um, where volition *we* live?
Kuzco: Hmm. Don't know, don't care. How's that?
Kronk: [while falling down the stairs] Dorsum! Elbow! Shoulder!
Kuzco: Boo-yah! Welcome to Kuzcotopia, my ultimate summer getaway, consummate with water slide.
Theme Song Guy: He'southward the sovereign lord of the nation / He'south the hippest cat in creation / He's the Alpha, the Omega, A to Z / And this perfect world will spin / Around his every little whim / 'Cause this perfect world begins and ends with...
Kuzco: Me!
[after Pacha attempted to breathe into Kuzco's mouth later saving him from drowning to encounter if he was withal alive]
Pacha: For the concluding time, it was not a kiss.
Kuzco: Well, whatever y'all call it, it was icky.
Kuzco: [referring to Kronk] He's... what, in his tardily twenties?
Yzma: Hehe... I'chiliad... not sure.
Theme Song Guy: He was born and raised to rule / No-one has always been this cool / In a yard years of aristocracy / An enigma and a mystery / In Mesoamerican history / The quintessence of perfection, that is he.
Kuzco: [bumps into the one-time man while dancing] Gah! You threw off my groove,
Guard: I'grand pitiful but yous've thrown off the Emperor's groove.
Former Human: [getting thrown out the window] Sorry!
Kronk: [to the squirrel, well-nigh Yzma] Yeah, tell me nigh it. No, no, it's not you lot - she'south not the easiest person to get shut to. There's a wall at that place. Trust me.
Kuzco: When I give the word, your little town thingy will be bye-bye. Bye-cheerio!
Kuzco: Hey, tiny. I wanna become out of this torso. Wouldn't yous? At present let's get.
Pacha: Build your summer house somewhere else.
Kuzco: You wanna run that by me again?
Pacha: I tin't let you get dorsum unless you change your heed and build your summer home somewhere else.
Kuzco: I got a picayune secret for y'all. Come up here. No, closer.
[Pacha comes closer]
Kuzco: [loudly, in Pacha'southward ear] I don't make deals with peasants!
Kuzco: If yous had washed what I ordered you to practice in the commencement identify, we all could accept been spared your little "buss of life".
Kuzco: [to a Squirrel he finds in the Jungle] Hit the route, Bucky!
Kuzco: I am one hungry male monarch of the globe.
[after saving Kuzco from some jaguars while swinging on a vine]
Pacha: Don't worry your highness, I gotcha!
Waitress: I need two heartburns and a deep fried doorstop!
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