Everybody, stay calm!

We're all gonna die!

Everyone in!

Now, come on!

Put some back into it, people!

We don't have time!

Now, go!

Quickly, ladies!

Oh no!

Oh no!

Swallow them off as long as we can!

Oh!

Where are Shrek and Fiona?

Name doesn't ring a bell.

Yeah, no bell.

I suggest you freaks cooperate with the new king of Far Far Away.

The only thing you're ever gonna be king of is king of the stupids!

Hook!

Right!

The best, ye cookie!

Start talking!

GG!

Pop him!

Send help out!

Lollipop, it's a sweet trip to the candy shop.

You!

You can't lie.

So tell me, puppet, where is Shrek?

Well, I don't know where he's not.

You're telling me you don't know where Shrek is?

It wouldn't be inaccurate to assume that I couldn't exactly not say that.

It is or isn't almost partially incorrect.

So you do know where he is?

On the contrary, I'm possibly more or less not definitely rejecting the idea that in no way, with any amount of uncertainty, that I undeniably do or do not know where he shouldn't probably be.

If that indeed wasn't where he isn't, even if he wasn't not where I knew he was, it would mean that what he does not know where he must lie.

Enough!

Shrek went off to bring back the next heir!

He's bringing back the next heir?

No!

Hulk, get rid of this new king.

Right!

But bring Shrek to me.

I have something special in mind for him.

He'll never fall for your tricks!

Oh boy.

Oh boy.