Joseph...

Understand, Joseph. It was truly fate that brought us here. To this place, this moment. I seem to recall that in the past you were... less than kind to me. Your male pattern balding hair swatch was visibly beaded with sweat as you tried, over and over, to defeat me...

And, Joseph... I think you will find that I am a forgiving man, not a forgetful one. Now, at the final hour, you finally realize, you finally get it- all along, all your maneuverings and tricks were... as nothing at all...

After all of these long, tiring years.... Victory belongs to me. You will kneel down before me the way my ancestors were made to kneel before yours. Maybe you can do a little dance for me, and for my amusement... So many long years, Joseph.

Sit before me... your judgment awaits.