Crowd: Hail, Ming, hail!
Klytus: Now the tributes, from Ardentia.
Ardentian Prince: We, the people of Ardentia, we have suffered since you blasted our kingdom. I can offer you nothing this year except my loyalty.
Klytus: Prince Thun, we prize nothing more highly. And tell us, how great is this loyalty to your emperor?
Ardentian Prince: Without measure.
Ming: We are delighted to hear it. Fall on sword.
Ardentian Prince: Death to Ming!
Klytus: Who are you?
Flash: Flash Gordon, quarter back, New York Jets.
Dale: Dale Arden, your highness.
Ming: Pathetic earthlings, hurling your bodies out into the void without the slightest inkling.
Dale: No.
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