You know, it's a good thing you're not a big fat guy or this would be really difficult.
Kuzco
Pacha: "We shook hands on it!"
Kuzco: "You know, the funny thing about shaking hands is you need hands."
Kuzco: "You know, the funny thing about shaking hands is you need hands."
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
Pacha: "What happened?"
Old Man: "Well, I threw off the Emperor's groove."
Pacha: "What?"
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!"
Old Man: "Well, I threw off the Emperor's groove."
Pacha: "What?"
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!"
This is Yzma, the emperor's advisor. Living proof that dinosaurs once roamed the Earth.
Kuzco
Whoa! Look at those wrinkles. What is holding this woman together?
Kuzco
Yzma: "Why, I practically raised him."
Kronk: "Yeah, you'd think he would've turned out better."
Yzma: "Yeah, go figure."
Kronk: "Yeah, you'd think he would've turned out better."
Yzma: "Yeah, go figure."
Yzma
Ha! You really should have thought about that before you became peasants.
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.
Yzma
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: "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?"
Pacha
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.
Yzma: "Take him out and finish the job now!"
Kronk: "What about dinner?"
Yzma: "Kronk, this 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 and finish the job!"
Kronk: "What about dinner?"
Yzma: "Kronk, this 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 and finish the job!"
Yzma
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, I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! Or... to save on postage, I'll just poison him with this!
Yzma
