Charming: I am your king.
Blue Fairy: I didn’t vote for you.
Charming: You don’t vote for kings.
Blue Fairy: How’d you become king, then?
Charming: The fairest Snow White, with lips as red as the rose and hair as dark as night, awaited in her deep sleep state True Love's Kiss. Which I delivered, signifying by divine providence that I, Prince Charming, was to marry her. THAT is why I am your king.
Whale: Listen, sleeping women lyin’ in coffins distributin’ free kisses is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some quick kiss.