They swim out of the grotto, and two slippery eels come out of hiding. They each have
a golden eye, glowing like their vicious grins. In her lair, the sea witch Ursula gazes
into her cauldron at an image of Sora and Ariel, laughing to herself
Ursula: Those impudent fools will never find the Keyhole.
The image of Ariel floats out of the cauldron with Ursula’s hand movements
Ursula: But the girl could prove useful. And I’ve got the Heartless
on my side.
Her long tentacles sway behind her
Ursula: Triton, my old friend... Your day is coming.
She cackles loudly.