Jafar: Gazeem was obviously less than worthy. Iago: Look at this! I'm so ticked off that I'm molting! Jafar: Faster Iago, faster! Genii: Three wishes - no substitutes, exchanges or refunds. Genii: Rule Number Three: I can't bring people back from the dead. It's not a pretty picture, and I don't like doing it! Genii: Thank you for chosing Magic Carpet for all your travel needs. Don't stand till the rug has come to a complete stop. Thank you, good bye, good bye, thank you, good bye. Now, how about that, Mr. Doubting Mustafa? Genii: Okay, Sparky, here's the deal: You wanna court the little lady, ya gotta be a straight shooter, do ya got it? The Genii: Oy! Ten thousand years can give you such a crick in the neck! Jafar: How many times do I have to kill you, boy? Jafar: You are late. The Genii: It's all part and parcel of the whole genii gig: phenomenal cosmic powers, itty bitty living space. The Genii: Enough about you, Casanova! Talk about her! She's smart, fun, the hair, the eyes - pick a feature! The Genii: It never fails - you get in the bath and there's a rub at the lamp! The Genii: Yo rug-man! Haven't seen you in a few millennia. Give me some tassel! Jafar: You're speechless, I see! A fine quality in a wife! Sultan: Jafar! You vile betrayer! [The Genii and the flying carpet are playing chess.] Genii: Aw, Al, I'm gettin' kinda fond of you, kid. Not that I wanna pick out curtains or anything! Guard: He's got a sword! ~ Home ~ Movies ~ Songs ~ Anonymous ~ Women ~ |