[Kuzco and Pacha are tied to a tree branch floating in a river]
Kuzco: Don't tell me. We're about to go over a huge waterfall.
Kuzco: Sharp rocks at the bottom?
Pacha: Most likely.
Kuzco: Bring it on.
Kuzco: No touchy.
Kuzco: [Kuzco hits Pacha] Yeah! That's for kidnapping me and taking me back to your village! Which I'm still gonna destroy, by the way. Hehehe. No touchy!
[Pacha hits him back]
Pacha: Where'd you come from, little guy?
Kuzco: No... touchy.
Pacha: Demon llama!
Kuzco: Demon llama? Where?
[Turns around and sees Misty, a real llama]
[after falling into the alligator pit]
Yzma: Why do we even *have* that lever?
[after falling into the alligator pit]
Kuzco: Okay, why does she even *have* that lever?
Yzma: Are you talking to that squirrel?
Kronk: I was a junior chipmunk, uh, and I had to be versed in all the woodland creatures.
Kronk: Please continue.
[squirrel talks to Kronk]
Yzma: [walking away] Why me? Why me? Why me? Why...?
Kronk: Hey, it doesn't always have to be about you. This poor little guy's had it rough. Seems a talking llama gave him a hard time the other day.
[Yzma rushes over to them]
Yzma: Oh, a talking llama? Do tell.
[squirrel whispers to Kronk]
Kronk: Uh, he doesn't really wanna talk to you.
Yzma: Well, then *you* ask him.
Kronk: [sigh] Hate being in the middle.
Kronk: [speaking squirrel] Squeaky, uh, squeak, sqeaker, squeakin'.
[after firing Yzma]
Kuzco: [sing-song] So... who's in my chaaaaaair?
Kronk: Oh, oh! I know! Yzma. Yzma's in your chair, right?
Kuzco: Very good, Kronk! Here. Get the snack.
[Kuzco considers seven potential brides who all look remarkably alike]
Kuzco: Let's take a look-see. Hate your hair. Not likely. Yikes. Yikes. Yikes. And, let me guess, you have a great personality.
Kuzco: This is Yzma, the emperor's advisor. Living proof that dinosaurs once roamed the Earth.
Yzma: Why, I practically raised him.
Kronk: Yeah, you'd think he would've turned out better.
Yzma: Yeah, go figure.
Kuzco: Okay, I admit it. Maybe I wasn't as nice as I should have been. But, Yzma, do you really want to kill me?
Yzma: Just think of it as you're being let go, that your life's going in a different direction, that your body's part of a permanent outplacement.
Kronk: Hey, that's kinda like what he said to you when you got fired.
Yzma: I know. It's called a "cruel irony", like my dependence on you.
[Yzma and Kronk are trapped in a dark locked room]
ChiCha: What do you mean the door's stuck? Try jiggling the handle.
Yzma: There is no handle in here.
ChiCha: [holding the door handle] There's not? Are you sure?
Yzma: All right, I've had enough of this. Tell us where the talking lhama is and we'll burn your house to the ground.
Kronk: Er, don't you mean or?
Yzma: [even more angrily] Err, tell us where the talking lhama is *or* we'll burn your house to the ground.
Chaca: Well, which is it? That sounds like a pretty crucial conjunction.
Yzma: It is no concern of mine whether or not your family has... what was it again?
Peasant: Umm... food?
Yzma: Ha! You really should have thought of that before you became peasants!
Waitress: Ordering. Three pork combos, extra bacon on the side, two chili cheese samplers, a basket of liver and onion rings, a catch of the day, and a steak cut in the shape of a trout. You got all that, honey?
Kronk: Three oinkers wearing pants, plate of hot air, basket of Grandma's breakfast and change the bull to a gill, got it.
Old Man: Oh, it's not the first time I was tossed out of a window, and it won't be the last. What can I say? I'm a rebel.
Pacha: Someday, you're gonna wind up all alone, and you'll have no one to blame but yourself.
Kuzko: Thanks for that. I'll log that away.
[plotting ways to kill Kuzco]
Yzma: Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives...
Yzma: ...I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say!
[knocks over bottle of poison on flower, which shrivels up and dies]
Yzma: Or, to save on postage, I'll just poison him with this.
Yzma: Take him out of town and finish the job now!
Kronk: What about dinner?
Yzma: Kronk, this is kind of important.
Kronk: How about dessert?
Yzma: Well, I suppose there's time for dessert.
Kronk: And coffee?
Yzma: All right. A quick cup of coffee. Then take him out of town and finish the job!
Pacha: We shook hands on it!
Kuzko: You know, the funny thing about shaking hands is...
Kuzko: ...you need hands.
[Yzma and Kuzco never see each other. When one exits, the other enters]
Yzma: Make me the special. And hold the gravy!
Kronk: Check. Pickup!
Kuzco: You know what? On second thought, make my omelette a meat pie.
Kronk: Meat pie. Check.
Yzma: Kronk! Can I order the potatoes as a side dish?
Kronk: I'll have to charge you full price.
Yzma: [annoyed] Ooh.
Kuzco: Hey, how about a side of potatoes, my buddy?
Kronk: You got it. Want cheese on those potatoes?
Yzma: Thank you, Kronk. Cheddar will be fine.
Kronk: Cheddar spuds coming up.
Kuzco: Spuds yes, cheese no.
Kronk: Hold the cheese.
Yzma: No, I want the cheese.
Kronk: Cheese it is.
Kuzco: Cheese me no "likee."
Kronk: Cheese out.
Yzma: Cheese in!
Kronk: Ah, come on. Make up your mind!
Kuzco: Okay, okay, on second thought...
Kuzko: Hey, Kronk, can you top me off, pal, be a friend?
Kuzco: You know, it's a good thing you're not a big, fat guy or this would be really difficult.
Kuzco: Boom, baby!
[Kronk's Shoulder Angel and Devil debate saving Kuzco]
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: Listen up, big guy. I got three good reasons why you should just walk away. Number one. Look at that guy! He's got that sissy stringy music thing.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: We've been through this. It's a harp, and you know it.
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: Oh, right. That's a harp, and that's a dress.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: Robe!
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: Reason number two. Look what I can do. Ha-ha, ha!
[does one-armed handstand]
Kronk: But what does that have to do with anything?
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: No, no. He's got a point.
Kronk: Listen, you guys. You're sort of confusing me, so, uh, begone... or, uh, y'know, however I get rid of you guys.
[Angel and devil disappear]
[the palace guards have been transformed into animals]
Yzma: Get them!
Cow Guard: Hey, I've been turned into a cow. Can I go home?
Yzma: You're excused. Anybody else?
Other Guards: No, no. We're good.
[Kuzko collides with an old man while dancing]
Kuzco: D'oh! You threw off my groove!
Guard: I'm sorry, but you've thrown off the Emperor's groove.
[the old man is thrown out of the palace window]
Old Man: Sooooorry!
Tipo: [waking from a dream] Dad, look out!
ChiCha: Tipo, what is it?
Tipo: I had a dream that Dad was tied to a log and was careening out of control down a raging river of death!
ChiCha: It's all right, it's all right.
Tipo: It was awful!
ChiCha: It's okay, Tipo, calm down, it was just a dream. Your dad's fine. He just went back to see the emperor.
Tipo: Oh, you mean like you told him to, 'cause you're always right.
ChiCha: That's right.
Chaca: Well, in my dream, Dad had to kiss a llama.
Tipo: Yeah, like that would ever happen.
Chaca: It could!
[they keep exchanging "nuh-uh's" and "yeah-hah's" at lightning speed]
ChiCha: Good night, you two.
[resume bickering as ChiCha blows out the candle]
Yzma: [handing him a bottle of poison] Take it, Kronk. Oh ho ho! Feel the power.
Kronk: Oh... I can feel it.
Yzma: Our moment of triumph approaches! Ha ha ha ha ha! It's dinner time!
Kuzco: Oh, and by the way, you're fired.
Yzma: Fired? W-W-What do you mean, "fired"?
[Kuzco snaps his finger and a servant comes in and writes down Yzma's "pink slip"]
Kuzco: Um, how else can I say it? "You're being let go." "Your department's being downsized." "You're part of an outplacement." "We're going in a different direction." "We're not picking up your option." Take your pick. I got more.
[while Kuzco and Pacha are trying out all of Yzma's potions]
Kuzco: Yay. I'm a llama again!
Kuzko: Um, what's with the chimp and the bug? Can we get back to *me*?
Kronk: What are the odds of that trap door leadin' me out here?
Yzma: Kronk! Why did I think you could do this? This one simple thing! It's like I'm talking to a monkey.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: Whoa now!
Yzma: A really, really big stupid monkey named Kronk!
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: Ouch.
Yzma: And do you want to know something else? I've never liked your spinach puffs!
[Kronk, Shoulder Angel, and Shoulder Devil all simultaneously gasp]
[Kronk begins to cry]
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: That's it.
[cocks pitchfork like a gun]
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: She's goin' down.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: Now, now, remember, guys. From above, the wicked shall receive their just reward.
[they look up at the chandelier which is illuminated with heavenly light while angelic music plays]
[Kronk cuts the rope to the chandelier, but it falls around Yzma, instead of on her]
Kronk: Strange. That usually works.
Yzma: And so does *this*!
[pulls lever for trap door]
Kronk: Ah. Should've seen that coming. Whoa!
Kuzco: I can't believe this is happening!
Yzma: Then I bet you weren't expecting *this*.
[Yzma pulls up her dress. Kuzco and Pacha scream]
Yzma: [revealing a knife strapped to her thigh] Aha!
[Kuzco and Pacha sigh with relief]
Kuzco: Oh, okay.
[after telling Pacha that he intends to destroy Pacha's villiage and build "Kuzcotopia"]
Pacha: But, but, um, where will *we* live?
Kuzco: Hmm. Don't know, don't care. How's that?
Kuzko: [after throwing a rock at Pacha's head, acting innocent] Huh? What? I didn't do anything. I didn't... Somebody's throwin' stuff. You gonna build a fire or what?
Yzma: [squeaky voice] Looking for this?
[clutching her throat]
Yzma: Is that my voice?
Yzma: Is that *my* voice? Oh, well.
Kuzco: Will you take a look at that? Pretty pathetic, huh? Well, you'll never believe this, but that llama you're looking at was once a human being. And not just any human being. That guy was an emperor. A rich, powerful ball of charisma. Oh, yeah! This is his story. Well, actually, my story. That's right... I'm that llama. The name is Kuzco... Emperor Kuzco. I was the world's nicest guy and they ruined my life for no reason. Oh, is that hard to believe? Look, I'll tell you what. You go back a ways, you know, before I was a llama, and this will all make sense.
[cut to Kuzco as an infant]
Kuzco: All right, now see. That's a little too far back. Ooh! Look at me! That's me as a baby.
[breaks doll and begins to cry, immediately a lot more dolls are shoved his way]
Kuzco: Ahem! All right, let's move ahead.
Kuzco: Oh, yeah. This is the real me.
[cut to llama]
Kuzco: Not this.
[back to Kuzco]
[back to llama]
Kuzco: Not this.
[back to Kuzco]
[back to llama]
Yzma: Kuzco is dead, right? Tell me Kuzco's dead. I need to hear these words.
Kronk: [nervously] Uh, do you need to hear all those words exactly?
Yzma: [angry] He's still *alive*?
Kronk: Well, he's not as dead as we would have hoped.
Yzma: Just thought I'd give you a heads-up in case Kuzco ever came back.
Yzma: He can't come back!
Kronk: Yeah, that would be kinda awkward, especially after that lovely eulogy.
Yzma: You think? You and I are going out to find him. If he talks, we're through. Now let's move!
Kuzco: What is this guy babbling about? He's like the thing that wouldn't shut up.
Pacha: Emperor Kuzco?
Kuzco: Yeah. Who did you think you were talking to?
Pacha: Um... How did... uh... you don't... *look* like the emperor.
Kuzco: What do you mean I don't look like the emperor?
Pacha: Um... do this.
Kuzco: What is this, some little game you country folk like to play?
[sees his hoofed hand, gasps]
Kuzco: It can't be! I...
[looks at his reflection in the water]
Kuzco: Ahh! My face! My beautiful, beautiful face! I'm an ugly, stinky llama! Wah-hah-hah! Llama face!
Yzma: It is no concern of mine whether or not your family has... what was it again?
Peasant: Umm... food?
Yzma: Ha! You should have thought of that before you became peasants.
Kuzco: Wait a minute. I remember you. I remember telling you that I was building my pool where your house was, and then you got mad at me. Oh! And you turned me into a llama!
Pacha: What? No, I did not.
Kuzco: Yes, and then you kidnapped me!
Pacha: Why would I kidnap a llama?
Kuzco: I have no idea. You're the criminal mastermind, not me.
Kuzco: You're right. That's giving you way too much credit.
Kuzco: Hey, tiny. I wanna get out of this body. Wouldn't you? Now let's go.
Pacha: Build your summerhouse somewhere else.
Kuzco: You wanna run that by me again?
Pacha: I can't let you go back unless you change your mind and build your summer home somewhere else.
Kuzco: I got a little secret for you. Come here. No, closer.
[Pacha comes closer]
Kuzco: [loudly, in Pacha's ear] I don't make deals with peasants!
Yzma: And so, it is with great sadness that we mourn the sudden departure of our beloved prince, taken from us so tragically on the very eve of his eighteenth birthday.
Kronk: [sobbing] Poor little guy.
Yzma: His legacy will live in our hearts...
Kronk: He never had a chance.
Yzma: ...for all eternity.
Yzma: Well, he ain't getting any deader! Back to work.
Kuzco: [voiceover] So this is where you came in. See, just like I said, I'm the victim here! I didn't do anything, and they ruined my life and took everything I had.
Kuzco: Hey, give it a rest up there, will ya?
Kuzco: [voiceover] What? I'm just telling them what happened.
Kuzco: Who are you kidding, pal? They saw the whole thing. They *know* what happened.
Kuzco: [voiceover] Well, yeah, but... but...
Kuzco: Leave me alone.
[Yzma is sleeping in a huge tent, while Kronk is in a tent so small it only covers his waist. Suddenly Kronk jerks awake]
Kronk: The peasant, at the diner!
Kronk: He didn't pay his check.
[falls back asleep, but then jerks back up]
Kronk: It's the peasant who I saw leaving the city who disappeared into the crowd with Kuzco in the back of his cart. He must have taken him back to his village, so if we find the village, we find him, and if we find him, we find Kuzco. Oh, yeah, it's all comin' together. Yzma!
[runs into her tent]
[Yzma sits up with cold cream on her face and cucumbers on her eyes]
Kronk: [recoiling] Aah!
Yzma: This had better be good!
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: You're not just gonna let him die like that, are you?
Kronk: My shoulder angel.
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: Don't listen to that guy. He's trying to lead you down the path of righteousness. I'm gonna lead you down the path that *rocks*.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: Oh, come off it.
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: *You* come off it.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: You.
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: You.
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: You.
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: You infinity.
[Shoulder Angel grrs]
Pacha: What happened?
Old Man: Well, I threw off the Emperor's groove.
Old Man: His groove! The rhythm in which he lives his life. His pattern of behavior. I threw it off. And the Emperor had me thrown out the window.
Pacha: Oh, really? I'm supposed to see him today.
Old Man: Don't throw off his groove!
Pacha: Oh, okay.
Old Man: Bewaaare, the grooove.
Pacha: Hey, are you gonna be all right?
Old Man: Grooove...
Guard: For the last time, we did not order a giant trampoline.
Delivery Person: You know what, pal, you could have told me that before I set it up.
Kuzco: It's my birthday gift to me. I'm so happy.
ChiCha: So what did the emperor want?
Pacha: Uh, you know what? He couldn't see me.
ChiCha: Couldn't see you? Why not?
Pacha: I don't know.
ChiCha: Well, that's just rude!
Pacha: Well, he is the emperor. I'm sure he's busy.
ChiCha: No no no no. Emperor or no Emperor, it's called common courtesy. If it were me, I'd march right back there and *demand* to see him. You know I would!
Pacha: Sweetie, sweetie, think of the baby.
ChiCha: Pacha, I'm fine. This baby's not coming out for a while, but even if it was, I'd give that guy a piece of my mind. That kind of behavior just, just...
ChiCha: I gotta go wash something.
[Film stops, llama Kuzco appears on screen]
Kuzco: Uh, excuse me. Two seconds here. I'm the one in the cart, remember? This story is about me.
[Circles the bag on the cart where he is]
Kuzco: Not him.
[Crosses out Pacha]
Kuzco: Okay, we're clear? All right, we're gonna move ahead. Sorry to keep you waiting.
[Exits; returns to scribble over Pacha; realizes he's still on screen, chuckles, then leaves; film starts up again]
Pacha: Okay, once we cross this bridge, it's just an hour to your palace.
Kuzco: Good, because believe it or not, I think I need a bath.
Pacha: I believe it.
Kuzco: What's that?
Pacha: [hanging off the bridge] Kuzco!
Pacha: Quick, pull me up!
Kuzco: No, I don't think I will.
Pacha: You're gonna leave me here?
Kuzco: Well, I was going to have you imprisoned for life, but I kinda like this better.
Pacha: I thought you were a changed man.
Kuzco: Come on, I had to say *something* to get you to take me back to the palace.
Pacha: So all of it was a lie?
Kuzco: Well yeah. No, wait... Oh, yeah, it all was a lie. Toodles!
Yzma: That is the last time we take directions from a squirrel.
Yzma: Looking for this?
Yzma: [holds up the vial of human extract]
[Kuzco and Pacha gasp]
Kuzco: No! It can't be! How did you get back here before us?
Yzma: ...how *did* we, Kronk?
Kronk: Well, ya got me. By all accounts, it doesn't make sense.
[Kronk holds up a map of the two parties' trails, showing Yzma's and Kronk's falling down a canyon halfway through]
Yzma: Oh, well.
ChiCha: I gotta go wash something.
Yzma: This isn't poison. This is extract of... llama!
Kronk: You know, in my defense, your poisons all look alike. You might think about relabeling some of them.
Kuzco: When I give the word, your little town thingy will be bye-bye. Bye-bye!
Kuzco: No, no! Don't drop it!
Yzma Kitty: I'm not going to drop it, you fool! I'm going to drink it! And once I turn back into my beautiful self I'm going to *kill* you.
Kronk: Woohoo. Faster, faster! Yzma, put your hands in the air!
[after getting hit in the head with a frying pan]
Kuzco: You have a lovely wife. They're both very pretty.
Yzma: That's it, Kronk! Break the door down!
Kronk: Break it down? Are ya kidding me? This is hand-carved mahogany.
Yzma: So, is everything ready for tonight?
Kronk: Oh, yeah. I thought we'd start off with soup and a light salad, and then see how we feel after that.
Yzma: Not the dinner. You know...
Kronk: Oh, right. The poison. The poison for Kuzco, the poison chosen especially to kill Kuzco, Kuzco's poison. That poison?
Yzma: Yes! That poison.
Kronk: Got you covered.
Yzma: Excellent. A few drops in his drink, and then I'll propose a toast, and he will be dead before dessert.
Kronk: Which is a real shame, because it's gonna be delicious.
Kronk: Oh, look. A golden-throated small-winged warbler. Just one more for exotic bird bingo. I am loving this.
Kuzco: Hit the road, Bucky!
Kronk: [while falling down the stairs] Back! Elbow! Shoulder!
Yzma: Pull the lever, Kronk!
[Kronk pulls a lever, and Yzma falls into a pit]
Yzma: [as she is falling] Wrong lever!
Kuzco: When will you learn that all my ideas are good ones?
Pacha: Well, that's funny. Because I thought that you going into the jungle by yourself, being chased by jaguars, lying to me to take you back to the palace were all really *bad* ideas.
Kuzco: Oh, yeah. Anything sounds bad when you say it with that attitude.
Kuzco: Boo-yah! Welcome to Kuzcotopia, my ultimate summer getaway, complete with water slide.
[Pacha has gotten himself and Kuzco tied to a dead tree branch]
Kuzco: Maybe I'm just new to this whole rescuing thing, but this, to me, might be considered kind of a step backwards, wouldn't you say?
Pacha: No, no, no. It's... It's okay. This is all right. We can figure this out.
[the branch cracks]
Kuzco: I hate you.
[the drink is poisoned]
Yzma: Kronk, the emperor needs his... drink!
Kronk: Right. Oh...
[winks at Yzma]
[goes to grab drink and realizes that he doesn't know which one it is; takes the drinks away to pour the poison again]
Kuzco: Hey, Kronky, everything okay back there?
Kronk: [mixing the drinks together before refilling all the cups] Oh, uh, the drinks were a bit on the, uh...
[small explosion from each of the cups]
Kronk: ...warm side. Hehe. Hey, did ya see that sky today? Talk about blue.
Yzma: Yes, Kronk. Riveting. A toast, to the emperor! Long live Kuzco!
Kronk: [to Yzma trying to make it sound like he's coughing] Don't drink the wine. Poison.
Kuzco: So, you lied to me.
Pacha: I did?
Kuzco: Yeah. You said when the sun hits this ridge just right, these hills sing. Well, pal, I was dragged all over those hills and I did not hear any singing.
Kuzco: So, I'll be building my summer home on a more *magical* hill. Thank you.
Pacha: Heh. Couldn't pull the wool over your eyes, huh?
Kuzco: No, no, I'm sharp. I'm on it.
[puts the model of Pacha's house back on the hilltop]
Kuzco: Looks like you and your family are stuck on the tuneless hilltop forever, pal.
[Kuzco and Pacha sit in silence]
Pacha: You know, I'm pretty sure I heard some singing on the hill next to us. In case you're interested.
Tipo: Dad! I ate a bug today!
Pacha: Oh! Was Mom baking again? Heh. Don't tell her I said that.
ChiCha: I heard that!
Theme Song Guy: He's the sovereign lord of the nation / He's the hippest cat in creation / He's the Alpha, the Omega, A to Z / And this perfect world will spin / Around his every little whim / 'Cause this perfect world begins and ends with...
Kuzco: I am one hungry king of the world.
Kuzko: We're not getting anywhere with you picking the vials. I'm picking the next one.
Pacha: Fine by me!
Kuzko: Give me that one.
[drinks a potion and turns into a whale]
Kuzko: Don't you say a word.
Kuzco: And let's not forget Yzma's right-hand man. Every decade or so she gets a new one. This year's model is called Kronk.
Yzma: Is there anything on this menu that is not swimming in gravy?
ChiCha: So, remind me again how you're related to Pacha?
Yzma: Why, I'm his third cousin's brother's wife's step-niece's great aunt. Twice removed.
Yzma: Isn't that right, Kronk?
[Kronk is playing jump rope with Chaca and Tipo]
Chaca: Ninety-nine monkeys jumping on the bed.
Kronk: One fell off and bumped his head.
Kuzco: [about Kronk] Oh, he's doing his own theme music? Big, dumb and tone deaf. I am so glad I was unconscious for all of this.
Pacha: Why did I risk my life for a selfish brat like you? I was always taught that there was some good in everyone, but, oh, you proved me wrong.
Kuzco: Oh, boo-hoo. Now I feel really bad. Bad llama.
Pacha: I could've let you die out there in that jungle, and then all my problems would be over.
Kuzco: Well, that makes you ugly *and* stupid.
Pacha: Let's end this.
Kuzco: Ladies first.
Kuzco: [walking back to his palace, alone, in the jungle] Scary jungle. Right.
[in mocking voice]
Kuzco: Oh, a leaf! Oh, it might attack me. Oh, it's a scary tree! I'm afraid. Please. Never find my way? I'm the Emperor, and as such, I'm born with an innate sense of direction. Okay, where am I?
Bug in jungle: [Bug gets caught in spiders web] Help me! Help me!
[Spider comes and eats the bug off-screen]
Bug in jungle: Too late...
Kuzco: Ok... that's the freakiest thing I've ever seen...
Kronk: [trying to ease the awkward tension] Hey, d'you see that sky today? Talk about blue.
Theme Song Guy: He was born and raised to rule / No-one has ever been this cool / In a thousand years of aristocracy / An enigma and a mystery / In Mesoamerican history / The quintessence of perfection, that is he.
Kuzco: Woo-yeah! Look at me and my bad self! I snatched you right out of the air! "Ooh, I'm a crumbly canyon wall, and I'm taking you with me." Well, not today, pal! Uh-huh! Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh!
Kuzco: If you had done what I ordered you to do in the first place, we all could have been spared your little "kiss of life".
Kuzco: [watching Yzma talk] Whoa! Look at those wrinkles. What is holding this woman together? What the...
[sees a bit of spinach on Yzma's teeth]
Kuzco: How long has that been there?
Yzma: But... but Your Highness, I have been nothing if not loyal to the empire for... for many, many years.
Kuzco: Hey, everyone hits their stride. You just hit yours fifty years ago.
Kronk: Hey, don't I know you?
Pacha: I... I don't think so.
Kronk: Wrestled you in high school.
Pacha: I don't remember that, no.
Kronk: Metal shop? Oh, I know, Miss Nalca's interpretive dance, two semesters. I was usually in the back because of my weak ankles. C'mon, you gotta help me out here.
Pacha: Look, I don't think we've ever met, but... I gotta go.
Kronk: Don't worry, I'll think of it!
Kronk: My acorn is missing.
Junior Chipmunk Class: Squeak, squeakin', squeak, squeakity.
Kronk: Did you eat the acorn?
Junior Chipmunk Class: Squeaker, squeak, squeak, squeakin'?
Kronk: You owe me a new acorn.
Junior Chipmunk Class: Squeak squeak squeak, squeak, squeaker...
[one boy nudges Yzma]
Yzma Kitty: [sulky] Squeakin'.
Kronk: I'm so proud of you guys.
ChiCha: Okay, everybody. Move aside.
[ChiCha pats her pregnant belly]
ChiCha: Lady with a baby comin' through.
[ChiCha kisses Pacha]
ChiCha: As I said before, you may remember, Pacha is not here. I'll be sure to tell him you stopped by.
Yzma: Oh, would you please? That would be just great.
[knocks her cup on the floor]
Yzma: Oops. Silly me.
ChiCha: [annoyed] No no, allow me.
[very pregnant, tries to squat to pick up cup]
Yzma: [joins Kronk jumping rope] She's hiding something. When I give the word we search the house.
Kronk: Ok, but I still have 94 monkeys to go.
Kuzco: There's two people in there looking for you.
Pacha: A big guy and a skinny old woman.
Kuzco: Wait, was this woman scary beyond all reason?
Pacha: Oh, yeah!
Kuzco: That's Yzma and Kronk! I'm saved!
Townsman #1: Hey, Pacha, you just missed your relatives.
Pacha: My relatives?
Townsman #1: Yeah, we just sent them up to your house.
Pacha: What'd they look like?
Townsman #1: Well there was this big guy, and this older woman who was... well, how would you describe her?
Townsman #2: Ah, scary beyond all reason?
Townsman #1: Yeah, that's it.
Kronk's Shoulder Devil: She's goin' down!
Kronk's Shoulder Angel: Now, now. Remember guys; "From above, the wicked shall recieve their just reward".