lucien: i look like a fine, younger jeff goldblum in this shirt.
viola: maybe jeff goldblum in "the fly".
lucien: HEY
melchior: now, now, children. do not be fight.
ravenna: you tell them, honey.

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lucien: i look like a fine, younger jeff goldblum in this shirt.
viola: maybe jeff goldblum in "the fly".
lucien: HEY
melchior: now, now, children. do not be fight.
ravenna: you tell them, honey.
lord melchior: did you hear that vincent copulated with the town bard to help him find inspiration?
mordecai: W H A T
ravenna: i killed that giant boar you were having trouble with and put its head in this tiny bag. here you go.
lord melchior: how could you accomplish such a thing? and so quickly?
ravenna: that’s not the only thing i can do quickly. wink.
lord melchior: ???
chadwick: m'lord, have you heard of the... crab bandit?
lord melchior: the what?
wesley: ha! this guy hasn't heard of the crab bandit. and you call yourself a king.
lord melchior: egbert, have you heard of the "crab bandit"?
egbert: of course.
lord melchior: why am i the only person who does not know of the crab bandit?
viola: no one takes the jacoban faith seriously! this is an outrage!
lord melchior: how did you even find me out here?
viola: T H E W A T C H E R
viola: melchior said you have to help me strike the fear of fire and brimstone into the heretics amongst my flock.
ravenna: that’s good and all but please remain this far away from me at all times.
lord melchior: i cannot believe my advisor had an affair with you and caused such a problem for our kingdom. i must check the gossip to make sure no rumors have spread.
gossiping lady: did you hear about your advisor having an affair with that countess?
lord melchior: son of a bitch
lord melchior: this is where our ship was when it was attacked.
advisor laurence: you couldn't just... use the ship statue?
lord melchior: horseman is better.
eve: thanks for preparing all this dubious meat for free! now i’m gonna sell it to the monarch for tons of gold!
eve: here you are, m’lord! a box of dubious meat that definitely isn’t human.
lord melchior: if this is not human meat then why am i buying it?