- Uberta: Rogers, this is your queen speaking. You will regain consciousness this instant, and remain conscious until I win the talent show.
- [Rogers doesn't move]
- Uberta: Very well. I have no other choice but to take you to my castle and deal with you in a manner to which you are according.
- Rogers: Oh, my muffin played the accordion.
- [sobs]
- Uberta: Your muffin's history, chump!
- Derek: Oh, I pray some good could come of destroying these notes.
- [He burns the notes. The flames take the shape of a swan. They float to the ground and Odette materializes from them]