The Emperor's New Groove2000

Yzma:
Kronk, darlin'. I must admit you had me worried when you mixed up those poisons. But now that Kuzco is dead, all is forgiven.

Kronk:
[stammering and with a nervous expression] Well, yeah, yeah. He's dead, alright. I mean, you can't get much deader than he... than he is right now, unless, of course, we killed him again.

Yzma:
[suspicious] I suppose.

Kronk:
Hey, look! The royal dresser's here!

Yzma:
Kronk?

Kronk:
I can tell ya, it's pretty hard to fit me. I have a 66 top and 31 waist.

Yzma:
[kicks the royal dresser off the throne hill] 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:
[through clenched teeth] HE'S STILL ALIVE?!

Kronk:
Well, he's not as dead as we would have hoped.

Yzma:
[face turns red] Kronk!

Kronk:
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:
YA THINK?! You and I are going out to find him! If he talks, we're through! NOW LET'S MOVE!

Tipo:
[at the exact same time, waking from a nightmare] 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 alright, 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:
[dryly] Yeah, like that would ever happen.

Chaca:
It could!

Tipo:
Nuh-uh!

Chaca:
Yeah-huh!

Tipo:
Nuh-uh!

Chaca:
Yeah-huuuuh!

Tipo:
Nuh-uh!

[They keep exchanging "nuh-uh's" and "yeah-huh's" at lightning speed]

Chicha:
Good night, you two.

Tipo and Chaca:
Night, Mom!

[They continue as Chicha blows out the candle]