Disenchantment, Part 3

Luci:
You know, if there's one thing I've learned, it's when you're stuck in a cave with your psycho mum, the best thing to do is play along.

Derek:
By order of the king, me, Derek, I, we do declare Dreamland is now a theocracy. All power emanates from this holy throne and the ass therein ensconced.

Zøg:
[as the cart rolls out of the castle] Hey, Pendergast, it's getting stuffy in here. [No reply] Let's go, already. [He sees Pendergast's decapitated head on a spike] Pendergast...? What are you doing up on that pole? [He exclaims as the horrible realization dawns on him that Pendergast has been killed, and he's being taken away by someone else. He pounds on the coffin] Open it up! Help! Help! Help!! Where are you taking me? Whaddaya doin'?! The wagon wheels are so spooky on the cobblestone. I don't like that sound no more. I used to but now I don't. [The cart enters the Pauper's Graveyard] Aw, come on! What's goin' on? [The coffin is pushed into a grave. The hooded figure begins to shovel dirt on the coffin, obscuring Zøg's view] Hey! Whaddaya doin'? You just gonna leave me in here? You're not gonna say nothin'? [The figure brushes the dirt away, and reveals itself to be the Arch Druidess]

Arch Druidess:
Shaddap. [She laughs maniacally, then shovels the dirt back onto the coffin]

Trixy:
Elfo! Before you go, I've never had ladder sex before.

Elfo:
Sorry, I don't have thirty seconds.