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Kuzco: Oh, great, send him in. (to Yzma) Oh, and by the way, you're fired. Yzma: Fired?! What do you mean, fired? Kuzco: Uh, how else can I say it? You're being let go, your department's being downsized, you're part of an outplacement, we're going in a different direction, we're not picking up your option. Take your pick. I've got more! Yzma: But I -- you -- uh -- but your Highness, I have been nothing if not loyal to the empire for -- for -- for many, many years -- Kuzco: Hey hey, everybody hits their stride, you just hit yours fifty years ago. So, who's in my chair?

Yzma: To the secret lab! Pull the lever, Kronk! (The floor opens under her) Wrong lever!(She falls through) Kronk: Uh-- Yzma: (a few seconds later coming through the door with a crocodile attached to her leg) Why do we even have that lever? (she slaps the croc) Get out of my way! (the croc runs away with a squeal.)