King's Quest VI: Heir Today, Gone Tomorrow (1992 Video Game)
Gate: [telling a riddle] My first is foremost legally. My second circles outwardly. My third leads all in victory. My fourth twice ends a nominee. My whole is this gate's only key.
Prince Alexander: Good morning, tomato vines!
Tomato Vines: Good morning!
Lamp Seller: Old lamps for new! Old lamps for new!
[Alexander must tell the Lord of the Dead a story which will make him weep]
Prince Alexander: Perhaps, a tale of my love?
Lord of the Dead: There is nothing you can say of love that will make me cry, mortal. I have had Cleopatra and Helen of Troy stand before me, and they moved me not. Your common desires mean nothing to me.
[Alexander, King Caliphim and Queen Allaria are about to leave the Land of the Dead]
Lord of the Dead: Until we meet again, mortal. I assure you, we WILL meet again.
Prince Alexander: No offense, my lord, but I hope that is many long years from now.
Lord of the Dead: It is never as long as you might wish, mortal. Now begone.
[as Alexander reaches to open the gate, it wears the form of malicious-looking face]
Gate: What touch awakens my sleep? I smell the blood of a mortal! Reach forward thine hand, mortal, so I may devour it. It has been centuries since I last ate.
Gnomes: Five fierce guards of the isle we be! "Watch for a foreign man," said he! With ears and nose, tongue, hands, and eyes. Its nature cannot be disguised. If man it be, then man it dies!
Gnomes: Old Tom Trow, smell your smell. Do that which you do so well.
Gnomes: Listen! Hark you, Grovernor! Do your duty as you swore. With your ears, please tell us more.
Gnomes: Taste, Grump-Frump, that we might know, whether friend or whether foe.
Gnomes: Trilly Dilly, use your hands. Is it beast, or is it man?
Gnomes: Old Bill Batter, never fatter, vision can resolve this matter. Look you now and end this chatter!
[Alexander shows the genie that he has his lamp in possession]
Shamir Shamazel: [rejoices] I've got a new master! I've got a new master!
Tom Trow: [after Alexander holds out the flower of stench] Tom Trow I am, that's all I'll be / My nose knows all on land and sea / A flower of stench has washed ashore / A flower, 'tis all, and nothing more.
Grovernor: [after Alexander winds and plays the mechanical nightingale] A nose is not a way to spy! / My ears cannot be told a lie / A nightingale is all there be / No man is near, and so say me!
Grump Frump: [after Alexander feeds him a mint] Grump-Frump knows a tasty treat / It matters not what others bleat! / No danger is this one so sweet!
Trilly Dilly: [after Alexander holds out a lucky rabbit's foot] Be all you mad? What aileth thee? / A bunny can't trill merrily! / A hare does not at all taste sweet! / A rabbit here is all we greet.
Bill Batter: [after Alexander dumps invisible ink all over himself] By all that's beauteous, fair and slightly, four morons do I sleep with nightly! / There's NOTHING THERE AT ALL I say! / Enough of this, let's now away!
[after Alexander is killed by the spike trap in the catacombs]
Narrator: Three spikes and you're out!
[after Alexander is killed by the stone archer]
Narrator: That move was slightly arrow-neous!
Dangling Participle: [Alexander shows the phrase to the dangling participle] Where are you going? Where are you going? Know it I do! Where are you going to? Like you I do! Go I with you?
Winged One: Hail to thee, great Oracle! Lord Azure sends you this wingless male. It appears that he solved the Cliffs of Logic, and...
Oracle: Defeated the Minotaur in his lair. So I have seen. So this is the one that haunts my pool of late. Welcome, young seeker. What knowledge do you desire?
Prince Alexander: Princess Cassima. Whatever you can tell me, great Oracle.
Oracle: Ah, of course, the princess. That explains my images. Let us see what we can see.
[the Oracle swirls a finger in her pool and an image of Cassima appears]
Oracle: I see a maiden, lovely and pure, but surrounded by evil. She is a rose set amidst bitter thorns. It is her fate to be the pawn of dark powers, and yours to try to redeem her.
Prince Alexander: How? How do I redeem her?
Oracle: Fate is not like the cut of a blade, young one, but rather like the myriad of paths formed when a hammer cracks ice. I will tell you what I can, but what will actually come to pass is up to you. I see that any attempt to reach the girl will force you into battle, a struggle against a dark force. If you lose, your life will be forfeit.
Prince Alexander: Who must I fight?
Oracle: A great darkness surrounds your adversary, preventing me from seeing clearly. I can only make out the shape of a black cloak. But before this final struggle, I see an infiltration - a dangerous game of hide-and-seek in corridors filled with enemies. The risks are high, but it's the only way to reach the one you seek. There is more than one way into this place. Your choice will dictate much.
Prince Alexander: What else do you see, mighty Oracle?
[she swirls her finger in the water again, but this time, a skull flies out]
Oracle: Oh! Oh, such pain. I see two restless spirits crying out for revenge. These shades could help you destroy the dark force if they were to be brought back from their spiritual form. Yet this is only one possible path to your destiny. I'm afraid this is getting beyond me. I know very little about the afterlife. I can only advise getting counsel from the Druids. Be warned, the Druids are reclusive and dangerous. They might aid you or they might destroy you. Like their island, the Druids' nature is hidden in the mists. There is nothing more I can do for you except to give you this.
[she fills a vial with sacred water and gives it to him]
Oracle: It is water from the sacred pool. That and my blessing go with you.
Prince Alexander: Thank you, great Oracle.
[Saladin is about to kill Alexander]
Prince Alexander: Wait! If you love your princess, you'll hear me out. The vizier is *not* what he appears to be. Cassima is in terrible danger! I have proof that this is so. For your princess's sake, you must believe me!
[hands him the letter]
Captain Saladin: Let me see that!
Narrator: Saladin reads the letter, his sword point still against Alexander's throat. Alexander watches the guard dog's noble face darken with rage.
Captain Saladin: [hands back the letter] Grr, this is treason. I'll have his throat! But how do I know this letter is not a forgery? You could have written this yourself!
Prince Alexander: But I did not! Have you no doubts of your own about Alhazred? Don't you see? All he wants is the crown! Cassima is being coerced! We must stop the wedding!
Captain Saladin: It is true. I have had my suspicions about the vizier, especially when King Caliphim and Queen Allaria died.
[sheathes his sword]
Captain Saladin: But I have seen Cassima with him several times. She appears to be quite happy, even enthusiastic. I don't believe she could love him if he truly were so wicked.
Prince Alexander: I cannot believe for a moment that she loves that snake!
Captain Saladin: A jilted lover *would* not believe it, but come. See for yourself.
[leads Alexander into the throne room]
Narrator: The captain of the guard leads Alexander into the throne room, where a ceremony seems to be in progress. Alexander feels his blood run cold at the sight.
Princess Cassima, Additional Voices: I, Cassima, declare Abdul Alhazred as my lawful and beloved husband, and *king* of this realm...
Prince Alexander: But, Cassima, what are you saying?
Captain Saladin: Do you still claim that the princess is being forced? Perhaps it's *you* that's the danger, as the vizier has said.
Prince Alexander: Excuse me, I took a mint
Pawnshop Owner: Go right ahead prince Alex, that is what they're there for.
Prince Alexander: Excuse me good knights, but the red queen lost her scarf
Chess Knights, Additional Voices: The Red Queen's always losing her scarves. She finds it fashionable.
Narrator: [after Alexander dies] Don't just wander Alexander, let your conscience be your guide.
[in the Minotaur's lair]
Narrator: Alexander, his back inches from the fiery pit, tempts the Minotaur with the Red Queen's scarf.
Prince Alexander: Look here, you bully! Nice, bright red!
Minotaur: [growling] *Red!*
[he roars, preparing to charge]
Minotaur: Now you die!
[the Minotaur rushes Alexander and falls into the fire pit]
Narrator: The Minotaur drops from sight amidst the consuming flames. Slowly his scream fades as well.
Rotten Tomato: Whaddya want from me, a recertation or somethin'? Leave me alone! Nyah!
Rotten Tomato: I got a lawyer, ya know! Nyah! There's kidnappin' laws in this here kingdom!
Rotten Tomato: You're ugly and ya smell bad! Nyah! Put me down before I juice all over ya!
Rotten Tomato: Where were ya born, a barn? It's a pigsty back here! Nyah! All this stuff ya got! Whaddya wanna carry all this trash around for?
Rotten Tomato: Whaddya, nuts? Don't put me in that soupbowl of a pond, ya crazy human!
Druid: We found a trespasser on the beach, Arch Druid!
Narrator: Uh-oh. Arch Druid? Now what has Alexander wandered into?
Arch Druid: This must be the foreigner we were warned about. How appropriate he should come during our Rain Festival. Place him in the sacrificial cage!
Prince Alexander: Wait! I must rescue the princess!
Arch Druid: There is an ancient Druid saying: "A man who would save others must first save himself."
Bookworm: Don't mind Oxymoron and Diphthong. They're fairly limited grammatical principles, you know.
Lord Azure: With what trickery did you master the Cliffs of Logic and reach the City of the Winged Ones?
Prince Alexander: Only the magic of clear thought, my Lord. I meant no harm.
Lady Aeriel: The Cliffs of Logic? It is the sacred Oracle's prophecy, Azure!
Lord Azure: Yes, Aeriel. Hmm. It is lucky for you, human, that climbing the Cliffs of Logic is part of a prophecy that I cannot ignore. We have just been ordered by Vizier Alhazred himself to dispose of any strangers that might land on our fair isle. But the prophecy would have a different fate befall you.
Lady Aeriel: The prophecy predicts that whosoever climbs the Cliffs of Logic will defeat the Minotaur. The Minotaur has violated our sacred catacombs and eats our young in sacrifice. Our own daughter, Lady Celeste, was taken there only this morning as his most recently demanded offering.
Lord Azure: A dilemma, then. Whom shall I obey in regards to your fate, the Oracle or the Crown? But since Alhazred did not dictate how I was to dispose of intruders, and since you cannot possibly survive the catacombs, your imprisonment there should serve both purposes quite admirably.
Prince Alexander: I will not resist you in this, my Lord. I shall do my best to save your daughter.
Lord Azure: Hmm. First I must tell you that the catacombs are a labyrinth of rooms, a place of exceeding danger. You will need many tools and clear wits to survive it.
Prince Alexander: I am ready.
Lord Azure: Very well. My guards will take you there now. You seem courageous enough, but the catacombs will determine how brave you really are.
Lord of the Dead: Your challenge is this: for thousands of years I have sat upon this throne. I have heard every sad tale that can be told by human lips. I have seen tragedies that ended empires, injustices that defy reason, love that would light the very stars turned cold and hard. I have seen torments that cannot possibly be borne and yet must be - for centuries. This thing I have never done: I have never shed a tear. Make me cry, thou "man of flesh". *That* is my challenge.
[Alexander dies after being tricked into eating nightshade berries]
Narrator: And then there's some land I have for sale in the death bogs of Tamir...
Rotten Tomato: No! Not into the swamp!
Prince Alexander: How did you manage to fall off the vine, Mr. Tomato?
Rotten Tomato: Whaddya think? I'm old, I'm rotten! Nyah! Leave me alone!
Prince Alexander: If you say so.
Rotten Tomato: After all, you're just gonna let me sit here and rot on this dry ground like everybody else, aren'tcha?
Prince Alexander: Why, I don't know. I suppose...
Rotten Tomato: Ah, nevermind! Just go away! Nyah!
Narrator: Long ago, in the castle of a kingdom called Daventry...
Queen Valanice: Alexander here you are. Oh you're still not thinking about Cassima are you?
Prince Alexander: Hmm. I suppose I am.
Queen Valanice: Son it's been months, You've got to pull yourself together. After all you've only met her that once.
Prince Alexander: I know.
Queen Valanice: Have you discovered anything about the land of the Green Isles.
Prince Alexander: No. No ones even heard of it. Its like she just vanished.
Queen Valanice: I wish I could help. Please try to think about something else dear.
Prince Alexander: I'll try mother.
Princess Cassima, Additional Voices: [Then the Magic Mirror lights up and Alexander walks up to the Magic Mirror and it shows an image of Princess Cassima] Alexander, Alexander, Alexander, I feel so alone I don't know what to do. Alexander, I wish you were here. Alexander, Alexander, Alexander.
Prince Alexander: [Then the image fades from the Magic Mirror] Cassima wait! Mother! Mother come quick!
Queen Valanice: Alexander what on Earth? gasp! You're white as a ghost.
Prince Alexander: Mother, I saw Cassima, she was in the mirror.
Queen Valanice: In the mirror? The Magic Mirror!
Prince Alexander: Yes! And it showed me how to find her.
Queen Valanice: How?
Prince Alexander: The stars. I saw the stars outside her window. I could navigate by the stars.
Queen Valanice: Oh Alexander, if you really go...
Prince Alexander: It will be alright mother, I promise.
Captain Saladin: Lord Alhazred. A visitor to see you. Prince Alexander of Daventry.
Vizier Abdul Alhazred: What is it that you seek Prince Alexander?
Prince Alexander: Pardon the intrusion my lord. But I came to see Princess Cassima. Some months ago my father, King Graham, saved my family and I from imprisonment under an evil wizard named Mordack.
Vizier Abdul Alhazred: The same wizard that kidnapped the princess?
Prince Alexander: Exactly. When my father rescued us, he also liberated Cassima and sent her home.
Vizier Abdul Alhazred: Then your father has my gratitude. And that of the entire kingdom. But I'm afraid I still fail to see the purpose of you visit.
Prince Alexander: [Clears his throat] Well, I came to make sure that Cassima arrived safely and to pay my respects before we parted, she gave me an invitation to visit.
Vizier Abdul Alhazred: I have no doubt she did that exactly that at the time Prince Alexander. However, things have greatly changed for Cassima since her ordeal in Mordacks castle. Cassima's parents both became ill and died while she was gone. Cassima is sequestered in mourning for them as befits the princess. She is not receiving visitors of any kind. Even if she were, I do not think your visit would be appropriate. You see, it is time for Cassima to take her responsibility seriously. With her parents gone, she no longer has the luxury to be a carefree maiden. As was her parents wish, Cassima and I are to be wed, we shall rule the kingdom together. I assure you, our marriage is all Cassima wants now. As a prince and a gentleman, It would be best that you leave before there is any further embarrassment.
Prince Alexander: I see. I suppose that I was mistaken. I thought for certain that Cassima... Well I apologize.
Vizier Abdul Alhazred: A young man sees what he wishes to see. I'm sorry you wasted your time traveling to the land of the Green Isles. May your journey home be swift.
Prince Alexander: Perhaps I will take the opportunity to look around your fair land while I'm here.
Captain Saladin: I would advise against that! The kingdom is rather... say we say inhospitable these days. But it is your neck you may risk it if you please. Captain Saladin will escort you from the castle. Good day.
[Captain Saladin puts his sword away]
Narrator: [Repeated line] Alexander pulls out his magic map.
Druid: [Prince Alexander suddenly appears on the beach and 2 Druids stand there] Great Gods! Did you see that? A man just appeared from nowhere.
Druid: Perhaps he was sent by the spirits, I see no boat.
Druid: He is an intruder, No matter how he got here, Grab him!
[Then the 2 druids walks over and grabs Alexanders arms]
Prince Alexander: Not again. Look I'll leave, It's no problem.
Druid: I think not. Let's go.
Pawnshop Owner: [as Alexander walks in the pawn shop] Good day.
Pawnshop Owner: [as Alexander walks in the pawn shop] Good day Prince Alexander.
Narrator: Thinking of Cassima, Alexander decides to leaf through one of the volumes of love poetry. He reads Thy hair, thy lips, thy beauteous face, And all thy studied female grace, Have won for thee anon a place, Within this broken breast. Not bad, and another. Upon the shore the lilies bend, Untouched by worldly care. Where shadow they her earthly bed, Oh, that she were not there! Yikes! And another. What was it when I looked at you? What power has chained me through and through? And binds my heart with links so tight, I can not live without the sight of you? What nameless thing has captured me? And made me powerless to flee? What thing is it without a name, That brings my mind e'er back the same to thee? The name of 'love' cannot apply, Its commonness does not decry, The haunted, hunted, painful cry that my heart makes for you, That e'er my soul eternal makes for you.
Prince Alexander: Hmm... A little close to home that one.
Narrator: Alexander returns the love poem book to the shelf.
[One of the pages falls out of the book]
Vizier Abdul Alhazred: Seconds later in the castle...
Shamir Shamazel: Master hic. I followed Prince Alexander as you hic wished. From the pawn shop owner just abstained, just re plead hic, Ugh It's just got a magic map!
[Shmir Shamazel falls down like a drunken man]
Vizier Abdul Alhazred: You fool! You've been eating those mints again! I ordered you to stop that!
Shamir Shamazel: Yes... hic master.
[Shamir gets up on the counter]
Vizier Abdul Alhazred: Now. What is this about a magic map?
Shamir Shamazel: With the map, Prince Alexander could travel anywhere as bickley hic I mean quickly as I can.
Vizier Abdul Alhazred: I thought I took care of the only means of travel! By my scimitar I can't have him stirring things up now! Get a hold of yourself and listen carefully Shamir! Go to the other islands and tell them!
Beauty's Stepmother: [the stepmother opens the front door, yelling and screaming at Beauty looking at roses] You lazy thing! Get back to work and stay away from those roses! I've told you a million times, those flowers are too sweet for the likes of you! You still got to do the breakfast dishes, make lunch and clean the stables yet this morning! And get your veil back on! No one wants to look at your face.
Beauty: Yes stepmother.
[Beauty walks into the house and the door closes]
Ferryman: [after Alexander knocks on the Ferryman's door and he opens it] Yeah? Whaddaya want?
Prince Alexander: Excuse me. My name is Alexander. The owner of the book shop in the village told me you might be able to help me. I hear you used to run this ferry for the islands. I'd like to talk to you, if you have a moment.
Ferryman: Ya say old Ali sent ya? I can't see why. The ferry's not running, ya know.
Prince Alexander: I understand. I'd just like to talk to you about the islands if you don't mind.
Ferryman: Well, I guess it'd be all right if Ali sent ya. Well don't just stand there. Come on inside.
[Alexander walks inside with the Ferryman and they both sit down in their chairs]
Ferryman: What is it you wanted talk about young man?
Prince Alexander: I see you have a rabbit's foot. Has it brought you much luck?
Ferryman: As ya can see, my luck's been out for some time now, despite that old charm. Why don't ya take it with ya? Perhaps giving the darn thing away will bring me good fortune at last!
Prince Alexander: Perhaps it will at that. Thank you.
[Alexander takes the rabbits foot and puts it away]
Stick-in-the-mud: [If Alexander attempts to collect swamp sludge with his cup] Whaddaya think you're doing!
Prince Alexander: You startled me! I was just getting some swamp ooze.
Stick-in-the-mud: Well you certainly won't get it there! That's not swamp ooze! That's swamp sludge!
Bump-on-a-log: He's right you know, But he could be a little nicer telling you. He's not a very pleasant stick in the mud.
Stick-in-the-mud: Nobody ask you! Be quiet!
Bump-on-a-log: Sigh. Oh the trials of being a mere bump on a log.
[Stick in the mud then makes faces and sticks his tongue out]
Narrator: [Repeated line] Alexander feels a strange pulling sensation.
Shamir Shamazel: [Shamir as the boy. The boy dives in the sea and swims and looks up at Alexander on the docks] Hey stranger! Come join me! The water is wonderful and I can show you the way to the next island.
Prince Alexander: [If the player tries to click the walk button while Alexander is maintaining balance on the stepping stones] Whoa! Wait a minute!
Narrator: Alexander picks up the book from the small table.
Ali: Oh yes. Please take that book. You have my most humble thanks for doing so good sir.
Prince Alexander: Really? Thanks.