I hope you've seen army of darkness

I don’t need my hand, against these beasts, this chain makes a better stand.  When I rip this cord back, I'm planning on leaving inch high bloody tracks, carved from the skin of dead-ites we can plainly  see. At about this time, you should hail to the king!

      Awww…baby please…first you want to kill me, now you want to kiss me (Blow!). Could this all be a trick? Get an axe…swing hard, to break skin so thick. Look! I got you your damn book. So, send me home…and send these things away. But apparently I mispronounced something I was supposed to say.

      They took my pillow talk mate. Now it seems I’m going to have to stay, to fight walking bones, and whatever has died long ago. We’ve got to make a stand! Is this not your land! This is your home, isn’t it…the fight for it!

      Come get some! How do you like my Oldsmobile? How do these shotgun shells feel? Now that I’ve led us to victory, after killing the evil me, I think that it’s seems, it’s the proper timing to hail to the king!

      Hail to the king baby.