Chancellor Trample : Your majesty; If you allow me to wed Princess Lotta Lamour, I will donate my fortune to save the Kingdom.
Princess Lotta Lamour : No! I will never marry Chancellor Trample! He is a loathsome, festering carbuncle on the face of our Kingdom!
Chancellor Trample : [undeterred] What are you *really* saying?
Princess Lotta Lamour : Touch me, and you're *dust*, buster.
Baloo : I like that girl's spark!
Louie : The rest of her ain't bad, either, man.
Louie : Let's make like a nose and blow!
Princess Lotta Lamour : [Sees Louie doing his "psychic" turn] What is he doing?
Baloo : An out-of-body experience; No wonder with a body like his.
Louie : Better out of my body than out of your mind.
[shines crystal ball in Baloo's eyes]
Princess Lotta Lamour : [groans] I may go out of *mine*, if I have to marry Trample.
Baloo : Now don't you worry blue-blooded head, ol' Babaloo will save you.
[attempts to kiss her but Louie cuts in]
Louie : En contraire, Babaloo,
[kicks him out of the way]
Louie : If anybody's gonna save her, it's gonna be me
[cuddles up to Lotta]
Baloo : Tut, tut, now run along and scare up a seance!
[shoves Louie out the way but, he returns and is about to hit him with the crystal ball]
Louie : Why, you Wolf in Bear's clothin'!
Princess Lotta Lamour : Don't fight; You see I'm very fond of you *both*.
Princess Lotta Lamour : You're so Brave!
Princess Lotta Lamour : You're so Strong!
Baloo : You can count on, us Princess.
Princess Lotta Lamour : Thank you.
Princess Lotta Lamour : and You.
[kisses Louie; both he and Baloo collapse love struck, Lotta sighs before leaving their suite, the guys run to the mirror to check themselves out]
Baloo : Guess I'm just her type.
Louie : Yeah, Dumb, Dark and Hairy! Puff up your pillow and *dream*, I'm the guy with the Magic!
Baloo : Good! Then why don't you just *disappear*!
[yanks Turban down over Louie's eyes]