[
the kids have had enough of Venger foiling their attempts to get home]
Eric:
It's all Venger's fault! We oughtta do something about that guy.
Hank:
Eric's right!
Eric:
I am?
Hank:
Yeah, and we ARE going to do something about him!
Eric:
We are?
Hank:
That's right. The only chance we have of getting out of this world is if we take care of Venger once and for all.
Shiela:
But how? Nobody can stop Venger. Not even Dungeon Master!
Hank:
Wrong. There's one thing that can. A dragon: Tiamat.
Eric:
[
shocked] You're crazy...
[
Kelek has just been busted for trying to usurp Venger's power]
Bobby:
[
sing-song] Somebody's gettin' in trou-ble!
Presto:
Sorry Eric... my hat doesn't work that well when it's wet.
Eric:
Or any other time!
[
Bobby is walking with Sogor, both appear to be the same age]
Sogor:
How old are you Bobby?
Bobby:
Almost ten
Sogor:
And you're allowed to go out on your own? I wasn't allowed to go out on my own till I was 55!
Bobby:
Fifty-five? How old are you now?
Sogor:
Seventy-four.
[
Bobby drops his firewood and takes off running]
Presto:
My hocus-pocus is out of focus.
Eric:
Now what?
Presto:
Now we find Tiamat.
Eric:
How do we know which one is her?
Presto:
Easy, dummy. She'll be the one who attacks us.
Eric:
We're outnumbered ten to one!
Diana the Acrobat:
Alright then. You take two, I'll take eighteen.
Shiela:
We're trapped in another world.
Eric:
What else is new.
Hank:
The orcs took Bobby and me to their camp. I managed to escape, but Bobby couldn't.
Shiela:
That's a lie!
Diana the Acrobat:
Sheila! What's the matter?
Shiela:
I went to the orc camp. I saw Hank talking to the orcs. They were planning our capture. He's working for them now!
Shiela:
Make him tell what he did to Bobby! Where's my brother?
Diana the Acrobat:
Take it easy, Sheila.
Shiela:
But what if treason isn't the only thing he's guilty of? What if he's guilty of...
Venger:
Beware what you say when you speak of magic, wizard, or you shall see who has the greater power.
Dungeon Master:
Evil energy is like evil force. Change its direction, and it changes to good!
Venger:
I will use the magic of your hat to add to my power!
Eric:
Y-you guys grow up to be wookies?
Diana the Acrobat:
Obi-Wan Kenobi he's not!
Eric:
[
speaking to Presto] Did you hear what he said? No telling *what* we may run into.
Dungeon Master:
[
appearing from nowhere] No telling?
Eric:
[
shouts in startlement] Dungeon Master! Do you always have to do that?
Dungeon Master:
No. Not always.
Eric:
Huh?
[
The Young Ones are trapped by a pack of wolves; a howl in the distance makes them suddenly leave]
Shiela:
What do you think scared them off?
Eric:
Simple Sheila, they took one look at my great strength; one look at my grim weapon.
Diana the Acrobat:
And one look at your grody face.
[
Bobby laughs loudly]
Hank:
[
addressing some Bullywugs] Hello. We come in peace.
Eric:
A lot of good *that's* gonna do.
Hank:
It always works in the movies.
Dungeon Master:
Just follow that path. But beware. You must never touch - the beauty - that breathes the beast.
Eric:
Beauty that breathes the beast? What is that, Cinderella with bad breath?
Golem:
Golem destroy intruders.
Bobby:
Oh yeah? Not before I do a Steve Garvey number on your nose!
[
Bobby has been bitten by a dragon turtle and is sick]
Diana the Acrobat:
There must be something we can do. We can't just let him get worse.
Dungeon Master:
The only cure - is the foot of a Yellowdragon.
Eric:
Oh great. What are we supposed to do? Waltz up to a yellow dragon and ask to borrow his foot?
Shiela:
I think we're lost.
Presto:
I think we're exhausted.
Eric:
I think we're stupid.
Eric:
[
sarcastically] This is great. Now we're looking for a bunch of crybabies and a yacht club.
Hank:
I wonder why there are no guards around here.
Eric:
Because nobody is stupid enough to ever try to come here, that's why.
Dungeon Master:
However, through defeat you shall find victory.
Diana the Acrobat:
What's that supposed to mean?
Eric:
It means the warranty has run out on Dungeon Master's brain.
Bobby:
The giant's gaining on us.
Shiela:
He'll be dancing on us if we don't hurry.
Presto:
I'll fiddle with my twiddle and diddle with the middle and make a magic riddle that'll turn the giant little.
Eric:
Oh great. Now he's doing nursery rhymes.
Presto:
Sheesh Eric, enough with the spit and polish, huh?
Eric:
You can never have too much polish, Presto.
[
mumbling to himself]
Eric:
Cause I ran outta spit an hour ago.
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