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Prince John: Taxes! [laughs] Taxes! Beautiful, lovely taxes! 

Sir Hiss: Sire, you have an absolute skill for encouraging contributions from the poor. [chuckles] 

Prince John: To coin a phrase, my dear counselor, rob the poor to feed the rich. [snickering] Am I right? [laughing]

Pat: Speaking of feed, when do we eat?

Prince John: At our next stop. Tell me, what is the next stop, Sir Hiss? 

Sir Hiss: Uh, let me see. Uh, I... Oh! Yes. The next stop is Nottingham, sire. 

Prince John: Oh! The richest plum of them all. Notting... [chuckles]... ham. 

(Syndrome chuckles like Shere Khan) 

Sir Hiss: A perfect fit, sire. Most becoming. You look regal, dignified, sincere, masterful, noble, chival... 

Prince John: Uh, uh, don't... don't overdo it, Hiss. There. That, I believe, does it. This crown gives me a feeling of power! Power! Forgive me a cruel chuckle. [chuckles] Power. Hmm. 

Sir Hiss: And how well King Richard's crown sits on your noble brow. 

Prince John: Doesn't it? Uh, King Richard? Look, I've told you never to mention my brother's name! 

Sir Hiss: [stuttering] A mere slip of the forked tongue, Your Majesty. We're in this plot together, if you don't mind my saying so. And remember, it was your idea I hypnotized him and... 

Prince John: I know. And sent him off on that crazy crusade. 

[both laughing] 

(Stromboli laughs) 

(Clayton laughs) 

(Syndrome laughs) 

(Holler and the other trolls laugh)

Sir Hiss: Much to the sorrow of the Queen Mother. 

Prince John: [sobbing] Yes! Mother. Mother always did like Richard best. 

(He sucks his thumb) 

Sir Hiss: Your Highness, please don't do that. If you don't mind my saying so, you see, you have a very loud thumb. (hypnotizing Prince John) Hypnotism could rid you of your psychosis... ...so... ...easily. 

Prince John: [gasps] No! None of that! None of that.

Pot: We can't take it anymote.

Sir Hiss: Well, I was only trying to help.  

Stromboli: I know. 

Holler: You can say that again, stupid.

Prince John: [snickers] I wonder. Silly serpent.  

Sir Hiss: "Silly serpent"?  

Prince John: Now look here. One more hiss out of you... [stammering] Hiss, and you are walking to Nottingham. 

Sir Hiss: Snakes don't walk. They slither. Hmph. So there. 

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