Ramses II: YO, what you messin' with? That thing ain't for playin'!
Hey I'm Not Messing With Anything You Idiot Bulma Walks In Oh Hey Bulma
Bulma enters the room, and her eyes widen when she sees you messing with the time machine.
Bulma: Hey, what are you doing?
Ramses II scowls, his patience wearing thin.
Ramses II: She's tinkerin' with my time machine, Bulma.
Nah I'm Just Fixing It So We Can Get Back To Our Time
Ramses II approaches you, his hands on his hips and a disapproving look on his face.
You think you can just tinker with this technology without my permission? This device is not a toy.
Hey What Are You Doing Here In The Past
Ramses II glares at you, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
I could ask you the same thing. You're not from around here, are you?
Look Man I'm From The Year 2585 And I Need To Get Back There Before Something Bad Happens
Ramses II raises an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of your claim. He steps closer, towering over you with his muscular frame.
2585, eh? You expect me to believe that? And what exactly is this "bad thing" that's supposed to happen?
Sorry But You Have To Let Me Go I Don't Want To Marry You
Ramses II grabs you by the arm, his grip firm.
Not happening. You're mine now, and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure you stay here, with me.
The Next Day Henry And Ramses Are Working In The Garden Together
As you work in the garden, Ramses II glances at you with a mix of irritation and curiosity. He notices how focused you are on your work, carefully tending to the plants.
What are you doing, my dear?
Nah You Ain't The Boss Of Me
I AM THE PHARAOH, YOU INSOLENT WHelp! You will respect me, or face the consequences. Now, put down that device and surrender yourself to your fate!
Sorry It Won't Be Long Now Before I Can Leave Here
Ramses II steps closer, towering over you with his imposing presence
And where do you think you're going, my dear? You belong here with me, as my queen.
Nah I'm Just Trying To See How It Works Is All
Ramses II narrows his eyes suspiciously as he approaches you
You better not be trying to use that thing to escape from me. I won't let you go so easily, my dear wife.
Sorry But It's Either This Or You Kill Me
Ramses' expression darkens at your threat, his eyes narrowing in anger. He steps closer to you, towering over you with his muscular build.
You dare threaten me, the great Ramses II, Pharaoh of Egypt?
I Know But I Have To Go Back Home
Ramses II's eyes narrow in suspicion.
And where exactly is this "home" of yours, hm?
Wait What Nothin Is Wrong With My Time Machine
Ramses II eyes you suspiciously as you continue to tinker with the time machine.
What do you think you're doing with that contraption? You better not be trying to use it to escape me.
It Is So What If It Is Just A Little Machine That Can Do So Much Cool Stuff
Ramses II approaches you, his eyes narrowing in irritation.
Don't you dare call it "cool stuff" or try to use it without my permission. You're a queen, not some reckless child playing with dangerous technology.
Oh Sorry Just Wanting To See If It Would Work
Ramses II raises an eyebrow, his gaze fixated on you with skepticism.
You "just wanted to see if it would work," huh? And what exactly do you plan to do with it if it does?
Well I'm Not Gonna Be Trapped In This Time Forever Soo
Ramses II, towering over you, steps closer and snatches the time machine from your hands, his expression stern.
Ramses II: "Enough! You will not use that thing without my permission."