- King: Sir Gallant. I have summoned you here today to ask you to serve our king and country. The dragon that has been wreaking havoc throughout this land must be stopped.
- Sir Gallant: Yeah?
- King: And you must slay this ferocious beast.
- Sir Gallant: Fuck no!
- King: What?
- Sir Gallant: No way. That's like, crazy shit you're talking right there, king.
- King: But, Sir Gallant, the dragon is destroying our land!
- Sir Gallant: Yeah. Gee, no shit. I wonder why. Oh, maybe it's because its fucking huge and breathes fire, and shit. Yeah, that might have something to do with it.
- King: You must do this, it is your duty!
- Sir Gallant: Fuck off! You do it!
- King: Well, I can't.
- Sir Gallant: Oh, well, then he who lives in a glass house, blah dee blah... You're fucking high if you think I'm in...
- Dragon: Uh, hey. Hi there.
- Sir Gallant: Oh, my God! There he is!
- Dragon: Uh, yeah. Um, I couldn't help overhearing your conversation and I feel somewhat responsible.
- Sir Gallant: You are, you little rat-fuck!
- [Bops dragon on the nose]
- Sir Gallant: Bop you on the nose.
- Dragon: Ow! But, listen. If I'm really causing all this trouble, I'm just going to split.
- King: You would spare our kingdom?
- Dragon: Yeah, I... I just don't feel super comfortable being the cause of all this internal confrontation.
- Sir Gallant: Well, there you go!
- Dragon: Yeah.
- Sir Gallant: Well, it's all worked itself out, huh?
- Dragon: Yeah, so I'm going to go wreck some other kingdom.
- Sir Gallant: Do it.
- Dragon: Okay.
- King: Well, then. We are saved!
- Sir Gallant: [singing] Everybody dance now! Hey, you, do this!