King Neptune: So...you have confessed to the crime of touching the king's crown. Prisoner: Yes, but-- King Neptune: But what?! Prisoner: But it's my job, Your Highness. I'm the royal crown polisher. King Neptune: Well, then I guess I can't execute you. Twenty years in the dungeon it is.
King Neptune is holding court at his palace. He brings in a prisoner on trial for touching his crown.