Marty: “Excuse me, ma’am, could you help us resolve a dispute?”

Queen Leona: “What the hell do you want?”

Marty: “Well, we were going to have a joust to determine which of us is the best at crushing heads, but we’ve run into a snag.”

Sir Nigma: “I need someone to push my Death Barrow.”

Queen Leona: “Push your… do you know to whom you are speaking, peasant?! I am the friggin’ queen over here! Get out of my face before I beat you to death with this frog!”

Marty: “How’d you manage to get your hand stuck up a frog’s arse in the first place, Your Majesty?”

Queen Leona: “SILENCE!”

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