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| His Imperial Majesty, the Most Magnificent Wondrous, Unique, and above all-Well-Dressed, Emperor Abu Abdullah Abdul. | Your duty is to rule your kingdom - and not to spend all your time changing from one ridiculous outfit to another. | I am almost 129 years old. That's amazing. When is your birthday? Next month. |
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| I have nothing to wear. Nothing to wear?!?!?! | There he goes again. Breaking things as usual. | I shall write a proclamation. Somewhere there must be a tailor who can make new clothes for the Emperor. |
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| Why can't I have a penny? Why? Huh? 'Cause I don't have a penny. That's why. | Look at her! Shhh! I'm trying to hear what she's saying. | I'm the Honorable Mother of the Honorable Mother of the Honorable Emperor. |
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| We'll need disguises. How about these? | Excuse me, peasant, I cannot converse with you. | Take that laundry off the line there. We'll use those clothes as disguises. |
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| Lady Bubarah can you repair my dress for The Great State Occasion? I could try, but most of them are worn out. | Ali-Ka-Zoo, in disguise. | The clothes will have another peculiar quality. They will be invisible to any person who is not fit for the office he or she holds. |
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| And we will need more gold, Mightiness, so that we can melt it into thread for the clothes. | Yes, Oh Generous One. We may need more gold later - for the trim, you understand. | But, Abu, dear, those jewels are mine. They're the nicest things I have. |
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| Fatimah, fix this sleeve for me, will you? Yes, dear. | Step a little closer, Lord Babah. Look at the intricate pattern of stars in the center. | Oh, dear! What shall I do? Is there something wrong with my glasses? I didn't see anything. |
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| I came to see the clothes you're making. Behold the wondrous fabric, Honorable Grandmother. | What do you mean - purple and silver zig-zag? The edges are gold squares! | It certainly would be a shame if you were unfit to be Prime Minister of Wardrobe, wouldn't it? |
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| The fabric is beyond mere mortal descriptive powers, Highest Highness. | I think I'll send the Empress Fatimah to look at the cloth. The more opinions I hear - the better picture I will have. | Did you see the cloth, Granny? You'd better see for yourself, Fatimah. |
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| Tuesday is my day off. Uhhh... yeah? | All those people afraid to say that they didn't see anything! Of course they didn't see anything - there wasn't anything there! | Hold it, hold it, Fatimah. You mean to say that those two weavers are thieves? |
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| Great and Famous One, here are your new clothes! | When I appear in my new clothes, all those kings and sultans and prime ministers will be completely dazzled. | And here - a coat. It is a work of art, if I do say so myself. |
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| If Your Majesty would be pleased to remove your clothes? | With your permission, Great One - a slight adjustment in the cape. | Well, Babah, what do you think of my new clothes? I am speechless, Majestic Majesty. |
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| And here is the train for you to carry, Lady Bubarah. | I know why the people are laughing... it's because you're not wearing any clothes at all!! | You must go on with the Procession. No one in our family ever chickened out on one of their Imperial obligations. |
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