| Henry: | So what, you just like trade your daughter to another country to stop world war two or something? |
|---|---|
| Henry: | They'd better not take that pug from the girl from Spider-man. Oh my GOD they did. I hate France. |
| Henry: | I want a feather pen. |
| Sal: | They are really heavy and hard to write with. You have to dip them in ink. They leave blotches. |
| Henry: | You don't think I know that stuff? I tried to make a feather pen. |
| Henry: | Is he wearing a wig? Why is a big butt dress supposed to be fancy? Everyone likes big butts. They cannot lie. This is where the song probably came from. |
| Henry: | Instead of kissing at the wedding they should do the chicken dance. |
| Henry: | Are there explosions in this? |
| Henry: | Is everyone going to watch them go to bed? Are they dying? Okay is everyone going to go in their room every night? |
| Henry: | Uhhh (boob shot) |
| Henry: | Did they want them to have a kid their first night together?! Um, they kinda have to know each other first. Jeez. |
| Henry: | I can't wait to go to France and eat pastries. |
| Me: | They're just like the ones at the patisserie. |
| Henry: | No. They're better. Mom, it's Paris. |
| Henry: | Do they have to make a baby here at some point? God, that would be annoying. This prince is a weirdo. He makes keys. |
| Sal: | Why is the King with that girl? That's not the queen? Ew! |
| Henry: | What about that pug? |
| Henry: | They said the princess is fooling around, but the prince is never sleeping with her. |
| Henry: | Don't walk behind that huge dress! Peacock! CA-CAWWW!! |
