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“GOOD EVENIN’, LADIES ‘N GENTLEMEN OF THE PRESS.”

King.

“AH HAVE ASSEMBLED YOU HERE SO AH COULD TELL YOU HOW GREAT AH AM, AND ALSO THAT THERE’S A NUKE IN THE BUILDING.”

King.

“THERE IS NO DANGER TO THE LAS VEGAS COMMUNITY, OR MAH MANY FANS, UNLESS THEY ANGER SHECKY GREENE. THASS ONE CRAZY JEWBOY!”

King.

“HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT ELVIS, WHO IS THE KING, DURING A PRESS CONFERENCE! RED! JOE ESPOSITIO! REPAY HIS INSOLENCE!”

Even if that made any sense, it just wouldn’t play in the all-dialogue bit.

“THIS HERE FORMAT IS LIMITED.”

Sure, good note. King, can you please not help? Your help will not help. Your help will hurt. And, you know: there’s a madman with a nuclear bomb in the King Tut suite.

“WHO, FAT BOY? AH GOT A PLAN FOR HIM!”

And that is?

“AH PLAN ON BEIN’ ELVIS AT HIM AS HARD AS AH CAN. UP TIL NOW, THASS SOLVED EV’RY PROBLEM AH EVER COME ACROSS.”

Is there a backup plan?

“KARATE.”

Goddammit.

Are you wearing a cape?

“COURSE AH AM!”

Why?

“CUZ IT’S A PRESS CONFERENCE.”

Sure.