Is it ready? Very fresh. Very strong, sire. Oh, it will make you young again, sire. Young!...

General: Is it ready? Scientist: Very fresh. Very strong, sire. [skekUng consumes the liquid and lumbers over to the mirror] Scientist: Oh, it will make you young again, sire. [skekUng's face revitalises. He studies his hands in awe and bursts into triumphant laughter] General: Young! Young! Yes, young! [skekUng sees his hand withering and turns angrily towards skekTek] General: You fraud! [He throws the essence bottle to the ground] Scientist: [backing away in terror] Wait. Please, sire. General: Liar! [He angrily brushes the bottles on skekTek's desk and storms off] General: Slave squeezer... Scientist: It always worked better when we used Gelflings.

Now.... Oh, it will make you young again, sire. Ha. Heh.