Princess Jasmine:
[to Jafar]
At least some good will come of my being forced to marry. When I am Queen, I will have the power to get rid of you.
Sultan:
Well, now. That's nice. All settled then. Now, Jasmine, getting back to this suitor business. Jasmine? Jasmine!
[the Sultan notices that Jasmine is running out of the room, and runs after her]
Jafar:
[scowls in their direction]
If only I had gotten that lamp!
Iago:
[mocking Jasmine]
"I will have the power to get rid of you." Dahhh! To think we gotta keep kissing up to that chump, and his chump daughter, for the rest of our lives.
Jafar:
No, Iago. Only until she finds a chump husband. Then she'll have us banished. Or beheaded.
Jafar, Iago:
Ew.
Iago:
Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute! Jafar, what if you were the chump husband?
Jafar:
What?
Iago:
Okay, okay. You marry the princess, all right? And and, uh, you. Then you become the sultan!
Jafar:
Marry the shrew. I become sultan. The idea has merit.
Iago:
Yes, merit. Yes! And then, we drop papa-in-law and the little woman off a cliff.
[he dives off Jafar's staff headfirst, then hits the ground]
Iago:
"Yah. Ker-splat!"
Jafar:
[laughs]
I love the way your foul little mind works!
[both laugh evilly]
