[the Sheriff of Nottingham enters the castle singing]
Sheriff of Nottingham:
He throws an angry tantrum if he cannot have his way / He calls for Mom and sucks his thumb and doesn't want to play / Too late to be known as John the First, he's sure to be known as John the Worst!
[to Sir Hiss]
Sheriff of Nottingham:
[speaking]
Am I right?
Hiss:
[chuckles]
That's P.J. to a "T". Let me try, let me try.
[lowers his voice]
Hiss:
[singing]
Too late to be known as John the First, he's sure to be known as John the Worst!
[sees an angry Prince John peeking behind a door, with a glass jug of wine in his hand, shrivels]
Hiss:
The Fabulous, Marvelous, Merciful, Chivalrous.
Sheriff of Nottingham:
Oh, you've got it all wrong, Hiss. The Sniveling, Groveling, Measly, Weaseling.
Prince John:
[shouts]
Enough!
[throws the glass jug at the sheriff, but it hits the wall and the wine rains down on him]
Sheriff of Nottingham:
But, but Sire, it's a big hit. The whole village is singing it.
Prince John:
Oh, they are, are they? Well, they'll be singing a different tune. Double the taxes! Triple the taxes!
[grabs Sir Hiss by the neck]
Prince John:
Squeeze every last drop out of those insolent musical peasants.
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