Transcription:Drawn and Quartered

Rebellion Leader: King Don, you have driven our land into ruin and bankruptcy. Given that you are a talking snack cake, I supposed we should not have been surprised. To the guillotine with him!

[Crowd cheers]

King Don: [Grunts]

Guard #1: He doesn't fit!

Guard #2: Oh, is this really not happening?

Rebellion Leader: We'll do this the old fashioned way. Off with his head!

Executioner: Uh, head?

Rebellion Leader: Just cut him in half somewhere above the arms!

Executioner: Well, tit's not gonna be one clean stroke. This could get messy.

King Don: I have a royal proclamation, you are all dumb [bleep].

Rebellion Leader: All right, all right. New plan. Any last words?

King Don: I [bleep] your sister.

Rebellion Leader: Let's do it!

[Horse neighs]

Rebellion Leader: Hmm. Uh, you don't suppose he really [bleep] my sister, do you? [Screams] How are you still alive?!

King Don: I'm 80 percent preservatives. I'm essentially immortal.

Man: The Rebel Leader's sister, as you requested, your majesty.

King Don: This is less about sex and more about tying up loose ends.

Rebellion Leader's Sister: Wow. What a staggeringly unromantic thing to say.

King Don: Eh. I'm a talking snack cake.