The Golden Blade

Jafar:
'Tis said that marriage calms the tempestuous nature. He who now watches over her as his charge would cherish her as his wife. Granted my son is not gifted in speech or manners, but he is of noble birth and as a warrior, second to none.

Jafar:
Your keen perceptions humble me.

Jafar:
Did I perceive threat in the harem wench's words?

Capt. Hadi:
The infant grows more comely!

Jafar:
Give me not fresh irritation. When you are Caliph, you will have a carpet of maidens.

Jafar:
I have not schemed and murdered to be foiled by that piece of trash!

Jafar:
Idiot! Imposter! Jackal! Out of my sight!

Jafar:
Accursed sword, can nothing move you? Donkeys! Imbeciles! Dogs! Out, out!