Emilia invents titanium and coats Jack’s cape with it to make it bulletproof.
Napoleon is dresses like a Roman emperor in a toga and wreath crown.
Jack: Well, at least you have a bedroom. You know, I’m tired of sleeping in this lab like an old pooch. Speaking of which, help me with my leash, will ya?
Emilia: Any woman foolhardy enough to share a bed with you can’t be entirely balanced.
Jack: Depends what position we’re in.
Jack: I can’t even remember what happened last night.
Emilia: Let’s see, we were,… we were at the Governor’s mansion…
Jack: Yeah, Napoleon was there. Wait a minute. He asked us to sample some of his new wine.
Emilia: That must be it! We became inebriated, came home intoxicated, and mistakenly fornicated!
Jack: We didn’t even date.
Capt. Brogard: Quite a remarkable demonstration of the wine’s effects you gave us last night, Emperor.
Napoleon Bonaparte: Yeah, I kick ass, don’t I?
Emilia: I’m sorry, Jack.
Jack: Not as sorry as I am. I just found out we shared a night of guilt-free pickle tickling and I don’t even remember.
Emilia: And that’s all you instructed of us?
Jack: You mean, we didn’t play “Yank my doodle, it’s a dandy”?