Aladdin and the King of Thieves Page #5

- What?|- Oh, no, please!

The boy could face|the challenge.

- Ahh!|- Oh, that's right, the challenge!

That's that. My son|shall face the challenge.

And I shall be the one|to test him.

- Yeah!|- A test, huh? Ah, that's not so bad.

Maybe it'll be multiple choice.

Escape? Not likely.

Our ride home is grounded,

and Al-- well, it's been|nice knowin' him.

- What's going on, Dad?|- Oh, the challenge is simple enough.

Only one man survives.

But you're my son.|You'll be that man.

Knock him dead, kid. Seriously.

No!

I thought our side won!

- Look, l-- I-l didn't mean--|- Get him!

Take him to the King.

Look, I don't even|know him, okay?

You killed Sa'luk. The code of the Forty|Thieves is very clear on this point.

- You're in.|- Hooray! Hooray!

- Congratulations, bub|- You've joined the club

And everybody here agrees

We got the finest blend|of nearly-honest men

Welcome to the Forty Thieves

A fraternity of thugs|that you can trust

There's nothing up|our 80 sleeves

- Got lots of grub to share|- Pull up an easy chair

Welcome to the Forty Thieves

Now you get to lie and cheat

Never have to brush your teeth

But we always aim to please

- Care for one another|- You'll never miss your mother

Oh, I love you guys.

Schemin' up a scam|out on the lam

Takin' whatever we please

- And if you like to lurk|- You're gonna love this work

Welcome to the Forty Thieves

Welcome to the Forty Thieves

Together we're the perfect team

Larceny is in the genes

Dare to share the family dream

Live a life of leisure|Countin' all your treasure

As an honorary member|of the gang

That no one alive ever leaves

- You gotta snatch and sneak|- Or else your future's bleak

We got a lifetime contract|that you're bound to keep

You wanna save your skin|You'd better fit right in

Well, well, welcome to the--|Well, well, welcome to the--

Forty

Thieves

Boy. And I thought I was blue.

You would know if Aladdin|is in trouble, wouldn't you?

I thought he'd be back by now.

AI will be back.

Listen to Genie, dear.|Genie knows.

You've got to get your mind off|this incessant waiting.

Here's a sure-fire way to cheer|up a bummed-out bride-to-be.

A heaping helping|of matrimonial magic.

Hey, that's-a no good.|What the wedding needs is a theme.

- It needs a groom too, but|let's work with what we have.|- Genie!

It's a joke. I do that.

Okay, let's see. This'll|be the second wedding for both of you.

I'm thinking we need something|a little more simple, a little|more elegant and less grey.

Did it, done it, own it.|I'm gonna throw some colours|at ya-- mauve, teal and salmon.

What do you like besides|the salmon? Okay, Madonna!

Don't keep it. Just put that|in the mix. Wink. Okay.

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