Lady Juliana: You're mad! Ruber: I'm *so* glad you noticed.
I've been working at it for years!
Minion: Nothing can stop Ruber's plan to take over Camelot!
Lady Juliana: You don't know my daughter!
Ruber: A spear! How stone age. A king would hold a nobler
weapon. A king would hold Excalibur.
Ruber: Where did you drop the sword? Gryphon: It all looks
so *different* from down here...
Bladebeak: You've got to ask yourself one question. Do I
feel--clucky? Well, do ya... punk?
[Trying to start a fire with two sticks.] Cornwall: Come
on, baby, light my fire... Devon: You know, there's nothing
more pathetic than a flame retarded dragon.
Devon: Anyway, cheer up. When we get to Camelot, we'll be
kissed by the world's most beautiful women. Cornwall: Yeah,
we're a giant talking lizard with two heads. We're gonna
have to beat them off with a stick!
Devon: Enchante, mademoiselle. I'm Devon, and this growth
on my neck is Cornwall. Cornwall: But you can call me Corny
for short.
Cornwall: Eh, you're better off without him. He walks funny.
He even looks funny. People throw darts at him. Devon: How
can you be so cold-blooded? Cornwall: Easy, I'm a reptile.
Bladebeak: Dragon a la king! It's such a pleasant change
from---chicken?
Devon: Frankly we're the reason cousins shouldn't marry.
King Arthur: You have reminded us that the strength of a
kingdom is not based on the strength of the king, but on
the strength of its people.
King Arthur: You may kill me... but you'll never destroy
the ideals of Camelot! Ruber: Well, I've got to start somewhere.
Lady Juliana: Ruber! Ruber: Juliana. I was in the neighborhood,
and I thought I'd invade. How about a kiss? I hear you're
still single... Lady Juliana: Impertinent pig! Ruber: Is
that a no?
