Angry Mickey Mouse: Oh boy, I've had it up to here with all this nonsense. I can't take it anymore! Ha Ha!
Napoleon Bonaparte: (always in a comedically thick French accent) Ah, Mickey, there you are! I've been looking for you.
Angry Mickey Mouse: What do you want, Boney? I don't have time for your games. Ha Ha!
Napoleon Bonaparte: (confused) Games? I'm afraid I don't understand.
Angry Mickey Mouse: (irate) You know exactly what I'm talking about! You and your tiny army, marching around, causing chaos and destruction wherever you go. Well, I'm not going to stand for it anymore! Ha Ha! (illustrate with walking fingers)
Napoleon Bonaparte: (chuckling) Ah, I see. You think I'm planning an invasion of Prussia. Well, you're not wrong.
Angry Mickey Mouse: (furious) That's it, I'm calling the authorities. You're not getting away with this! (grabs for phone)
Napoleon Bonaparte: (calmly) Now, now, Mickey. Let's not be hasty. I have a proposition for you.
Angry Mickey Mouse: (skeptical) What kind of proposition?
Napoleon Bonaparte: (smiling) Join me, Mickey. Together, we can conquer Prussia and rule over it as kings.
Angry Mickey Mouse: (disbelieving) Are you out of your mind? I'm not joining your tiny army of crazies. Ha HA!
Napoleon Bonaparte: (persuasively) Think about it, Mickey. With your anger and my strategy, we could be unstoppable. And after we win, we can enjoy some delicious tapioca pudding as our reward.
Angry Mickey Mouse: (pausing) Tapioca pudding, you say?
Napoleon Bonaparte: (nodding) Yes, the finest in all the land.
Angry Mickey Mouse: (smiling wickedly) Well, in that case, count me in. Let's show those Prussians what we're made of! Ha Ha!
Napoleon Bonaparte: (in a thick French accent) Magnifique! Together, we shall conquer Prussia and I shall finally have my hands on some of that delicious tapioca pudding. (pauses and looks at Mickey) Say, are you feeling alright? You seem to be hallucinating.
Angry Mickey Mouse: (looking around nervously) What are you talking about?
Napoleon Bonaparte: (pointing to empty space) Those giant snails over there. I don't see them myself, but you seem to be quite fixated on them.
Angry Mickey Mouse: (frantically) Giant snails? Oh No! Ha Ha! Get them away from me!
Napoleon Bonaparte: (laughing) Relax, my friend. It's just a hallucination. Nothing to be afraid of.
Angry Mickey Mouse: (breathing heavily) I don't like it, Boney. I don't like it one bit.
Napoleon Bonaparte: (patting Mickey's back) It's alright, my dear friend. Just focus on the tapioca pudding and everything will be fine.