"Aha! Zese fooleesh Eenglish typesah 'ave keeled won of zere own. Pear'aps eef wee wait zey weel keel each ozere qweeklee. But zen wee weel 'ave no fun. Ahh, I 'ave an idea. Prepare a dawn bombarrrdment of ducks, cheekens, vache and...raspbeareez."
"Capitane! wee cannot do zat. Eet ees mowst despeecable behaveor eendeed. And zome of zem are not Eengleesh typsa."
"Zey 'ave been conzorteeng weeth Eengleesh perzonz 'aven't zey? And zey zeek to invade our castle? Wee 'ave already 'ad won invader een our fortress. Zey must bee inzulted unteel zere ears burrn from embarrassment!"
"Weel zat bee at dawn also?"
"Oui. Makkit zo numbear won."
"Oui mon Capitane."