Igor2008

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Igor:
[voice over] Nice weather we're having, huh? Here in the Kingdom of Malaria, every day's forecast is rainy, with a 100% chance of horror! It wasn't always like this, though. Years ago, Malaria was a sunny land of farmers, until the mysterious storm clouds rolled in, and never left. They killed our crops, and our people became poor. And that's when King Malpert thought up a new way for us to make money: Evil Inventions! The kind that crush you, kill you, bring you back to life, then kill you again way worse! We invent them, and the world pays us not to unleash them. Oh, it's a great gig, especially if you're an evil scientist. Fame, fortune, a rent-free castle in the hills. They get it all! They're the top of the heap!

Dr. Holzwurm:
Igor, pull the switch!

Dr. Holzwurm's Igor:
Yes, Master.

Igor:
[voice over] And the bottom of the heap? Those are the poor schlobs like me, born with a hunch on our back - Igors.