Richard Libertini: Dijon

DuckTales the Movie: Treasure of the Lost Lamp

Dijon

Dijon: Good morning, Scrooge sir.
Scrooge McDuck: What's going on?
Dijon: At the urging of MY Genie, I have decided to seek my fortune.
Genie: I-I never thought he'd wish for your fortune, Mr. McDuck, I swear!
Scrooge McDuck: [looks at his lamp] But th-the lamp?
[he sniffs the lamp, and gravy dumps out]
Scrooge McDuck: Gravy?
Dijon: [holds up the real lamp] That's right! I get the loot, you get the boot!

Genie: Shouldn't we be bird watching?
Dijon: Don't worry about Merlock. He would not dare to confront the great and powerful Dijon!... Anyway, I don't think he knows about me yet.

Dijon: Whoever said money cannot buy peace of mind must have had the brain of a garbonzo bean.

Merlock: At last, after all these centuries, the lamp will be mine again!
Dijon: Yes, yes! You will be more powerful than, than... locomotive! More faster than speeding bull! You will leap all buildings in a single town!

Merlock: Are you certain this is where Scrooge lives?
Dijon: Oh, this time I am very sure. I think.
Merlock: Then we begin our search.
Dijon: In the light? But I am not a popular favorite of that house! Scrooge find me, he kill me!
Merlock: [shoves Dijon back into a briar patch] Then stay behind, if you wish! I'll try very hard to remember you at reward time.

Scrooge McDuck: Dijon!
Dijon: [about to grab the lamp, but quickly stops] What? What? I am not touching a thing! I am clean! Innocent like a little baby goat! Yes.
Scrooge McDuck: Go get our sacks.
Dijon: Sacks? Oh, yes, sacks! Right away. Anything you say, Scrooge, sir. I do for you.

Merlock: Now, give it to me.
Dijon: Give? What give?
Merlock: The map. Give it to me.
Dijon: The map, that specific map right here right now?
Merlock: [grabbing Dijon by the collar in fury] You didn't steal it?
Dijon: Too many people, Merlock. Only one Dijon, but look what I did steal... several billfolds... this handy pocket watch... floss... a date nut bar... and two tickets to the feta cheese festival. For you, master.
[Merlock drops him]
Dijon: Maybe you would like the floss?

Dijon: Where is everybody?
Merlock: They have vanished!
Dijon: But how?
Merlock: [shouts] With the lamp, you fool! And you will help me get it back...
[shows Dijon a group of giant scorpions]
Merlock: ...or their sting will seem like a tickle compared to mine.

Genie: Wait, wait! Why give him the lamp?
Dijon: Because the master wants it so badly.
Genie: But don't you see, with the lamp you'll be the big chief? The hot falafel? The most powerful person on Earth? Oh, great master!
Dijon: Master? Master? Master Dijon? Oh, I like it! I really like it!

[Merlock, as a hawk, flies over Scrooge's estate carrying Dijon]
Dijon: There it is, Merlock, there it is! You can drop me off anywhere along here...
[over a briar patch]
Dijon: B-but not there! Not there!
[gets dropped into the brambles]
Dijon: That's going to leave a nasty mark!