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| I can't stand that shade of orange! Green looks terrible in the afternoon. This is torn! None of these will do! | Lady Bubarah, Fatimah and Granny watch Abu having another temper tantrum. | This time we need something really big. Yeah! Big! |
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| My own grandson. He shouts and stomps around and expects everything in the world to be perfect just for him. I should have turned him over my knee when he was a child. | Who? Who is she? The Emperor's Granny, dummy. | Prime Minister Babah prepares to strike the gone for another pompous proclamation. |
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| We'll need disguises. What have we got in the bags? Just these things. | Abu spends all the country's gold on his clothes. It just can't go on. This just has to end - sometime. | You're so right, Fatimah, it certainly does have to end sometime. |
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| Now, you let me do all the talking. You just agree with everything I say. | Oh, Great Color-Coordinated King, we would deem it a great honor if you would allow us to provide you with gorgeous garments for the Great State occasion. | Oh, Mighty One, you will probably find this difficult to believe... |
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| I know! You changed your mind, and I can have a new dress after all! Of course not. I want you to bring me your jewels. | Here are the jewels, Mr. Ka-Zam. Use them as you wish. WOW! Look at those jewels! | Ha-ha-ha! Look at that beautiful gold! And the jewels! Ha-ha-ha! |
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| Hmmm, yes. This color suits me. | Well, time to take down the laundry. Hmmm... That's strange. Looks like some things are missing. | Fatimah, do you think I'm getting fat? Of course not, Abu, dear. |
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| I want someone to see how my new clothes are coming along. I told you. I'm busy. All right. All right. | It's not difficult to believe such beautiful cloth has special powers. Hmmm, yes. Powers. | Well? Did you see the clothes? It's most difficult to say Honorable Grandmother. |
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| Behold the wondrous fabric, Honorable Grandmother. | Look, I have to do all the laundry around here for my grandson. Is this fabric hard to wash? | See? We even fooled the old grandmother. |
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| The cloth is scarlet and puce! The colors are gold and red and - ah - blue, yes, blue. | Go clean your glasses. Squares! Zig-zag! Squares! | Please! Do not argue in Our Presence. Our nerves are too delicate. |
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| Fatimah, I want you to go take a look at the fabric for me. Of course, Abu. | I'm glad Abu asked me to go. Perhaps they'll have some scraps left over and you can make a dress for me, Lady Bubarah. | A visit from the Empress is always welcome. |
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| Well, what did I tell you? The Empress swallowed the whole story, too. | Fatimah eavesdrops on the weavers as they reveal their plot. | Well, what do you know about that? They're thieves! |
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| It's about time you spoke up for yourself, Fatimah. I've never seen you so worked up over anything. | Great and Famous One, here are your new clothes! | Well, what do you all think? Magnificent. Truly worthy of you. |
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| Lady Bubarah, if you love your country, you'll do what I tell you. Ohhh! Can I be a spy?! | Don't they like my new clothes? Perhaps the people don't see your new clothes, grandson. | Abu, dear. You must go on with the Procession. |
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| I can't go! They'll laugh at me! I'll go with you, Abu. | The Sharks Cast of The Emperor's New Clothes. | Company bow. |
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