Unfortunate. Poor unfortunate souls, so sad, so true. They come flocking to my cauldron crying "Spells, Ursula, please!" And I help them, yes I do.

Rule. The sea and all its spoils bow to my power!

Spell. That song sounds…familiar (a mermaid's song) Sing, child, sing!

Unheard. Up on land it's much preferred for ladies not to say word…

Look-a-like. Vanessa? Who the hell is—? Oh dear…

Amulet. We need to destroy it!

Under the sea is a fine place to be,
But there are dangers sill lurking in there.