Sir Cedric Willingham: How's it going, Your Majesty?
Ralph Jones: Great. We've got nothing in common and she's got a voice like a tuba. If she had her way, we'd have sex on a bed of nails on national television. But at least the party stinks.
Sir Cedric Willingham: It's I who should be thanking you. You showed me how to be a king.
Ralph Jones: Me? I was a lousy king.
Sir Cedric Willingham: On the contrary. You are a good and decent man, and you've acted honorably. I shall try to follow your example.
Ralph Jones: Thank you, Ced.
Ralph Jones: Damn, I knew I was getting hosed over here.
Ralph Jones: There's no problem that can't be ignored if we really put our minds to it.
