Kronk:
You don't let a guy like Papi down, or you'll get one of these. The Cold Shoulder, the Frenzied Eyebrow, the Grimace of Doom, the Sneer of Despair, the Crippling Wince of Guilt, the Scowl of Impending Wrath, and worst of all, the Nostril Flare of Total Rejection.
Kronk:
What am I gonna do? I know. I'll tunnel out of here with a spoon, escape through the sewers and live as a quiet but lonely shepherdess named Maria. That'll work.
[Goes to the drawer]
Kronk:
We're out of spoons! I'm doomed.
Rudy:
[imitating Gollum] My precious! Kronk just wants to keep it. We must not let him. No!
Kronk:
Something's just not right here.
Kronk:
Don't cry for me, Marge and Tina.
Rudy:
Hey, Kronk, does this stuff really work?
Kronk:
[under his breath to Yzma] Hey, does this stuff really work?
Skinny Old Man:
[angry whisper] Of course it does, you idiot!
Kronk:
[cheerily] Of course it does, you idiot!
Rudy:
[long pause] Good enough for me!
Kronk:
Chaca, there's no "i" in team.
Ms. Birdwell:
But there's a "u" in euphoric!
Kronk:
And a "me" in mediocre.
Skinny Old Man:
Hey, Kronk, does this stuff really work?
Kronk:
[under his breath] Hey, does this stuff really work?
Yzma:
[angry whisper] Of course it does, you idiot!
Kronk:
[cheerily] Of course it does, you idiot!
Skinny Old Man:
[long pause] Good enough for me!
Yzma:
I have a proposition for you.
Kronk:
[screams in horror]
Yzma:
A business proposition.
Kuzco:
At this point you're probably wondering, "Hey, where's that emperor guy?" Wella-wella-boom, baby! Kuzco here, coming to you live from the palace.
Guards:
Hail, Kuzco!
Kuzco:
Please, don't grovel, it's embarrasing. I'm not like that anymore. I'm a good guy now. Didn't you see the first movie?
[Pulls out a giant poster for "Emperor's New Groove"]
Kuzco:
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Yay! A 50-foot me! I loved that movie because it was all about me. But now it's Kronk's turn in the limelight. So let me put it as simply as possible: This is his movie, not my movie. His movie, not mine. His, not mine. All right, everybody got it? Even the little ones? Good. So grab some popcorn, take a sippy-sip of your sip stuff, and enjoy. I'll be back later to check up on you. Now, action!
dcb
Yzma:
Welcome to my new secret lab! Souvenir photo?
Kronk:
Oh, rats. My eyes were closed.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel:
Look at her. She's upset.
Kronk:
Upset? She's beating me in effigy.
Kuzco:
[Appears dressed as Kronk's wife] Boom, baby! Like how I weaseled myself into the movie? Nice.
Kronk:
The nightmare began on a day like any other. Actually, that would make it a daymare, but I digress.
Kronk:
[Reading the label on his egg carton] Kronk's eggs, property of Kronk, do not use, except for Kronk.