Galavant: It’s a good day to die King of Valencia: We won’t, there’s one more episode Galavant: But still... we could die Gareth: We all know that’s a massive load of— Galavant: Right Still... we might
Isabella: And if we did, We will never live ever after, Cozy at home by the sea You writing poems For our seven children Galavant: Frankly, I thought maybe three
King Richard: I’ll never marry Roberta And rule a kingdom, Loved and respected and cheered Known for my fair-minded ways And my full-grown dragon Also my full, flowing beard
Galavant + Isabella + King Richard: It’s a good day to die! Queen of Valencia: Oh please, this isn’t Game of Thrones Gareth: We’re not gonna die Let’s end the song and grow some stones and fight
Jester: Or will we leave all our viewers With pain and anger, Just like we left them last year? Could we just stop once again, On a huge cliffhanger—