What's that supposed to mean? A wolf's head on a stick. Big wolf barbecue tonight? Bring your own wolf?

I don't suppose you would consider peaceful surrender?

Ah, my princess. Noble steed. How does the morning find you both?

Shut up, Julius! I mean, quiet a moment, Commander.

He took a deep, shuddering breath. "Okay. I said it, it's out there. And I am fine now. So let's move on, shall we? What's the plan?

I don't like lollipops.

(about Dr. Po) Just another quack spouting psychobabble.