(A Minion appears on the horizon, operating a jackhammer.)

Chloe: Daddy, look over there! Over by the waterfall- it's a little person!

Linda Belcher: There's two of them!

Stan Smith: There's more than two...

(The Minions perform maintenance functions on the factory.)

Louis Griffin: Where do they come from?

Eliza: Who are they?

Steve: Are they real people?

Once Ler: Of course they're real people, they're Minions!

Mayor Andre: Minions?

Once Ler: Imported direct from Minionland!

Stan Smith: There's no such place.

Once Ler: What?

Stan Smith: Mr. Once Ler, I teach high school geography, and I'm here to tell you that-

Once Ler: Well, then you'll know all about it and what a terrible country it is.

(The Once Ler puts on a pith helmet and pulls out a machete.)

Once Ler: The whole place is nothing but thick jungles infested with the most dangerous beasts in the entire world. Vermicious Knids and Snozzwangers, and those terribly horrific Whangdoodles. I went to Minionland looking for exotic new flavours for candy. Instead, I found the Minions. They lived in tree houses to escape from the fierce creatures who lived below. The Minions ate nothing but Bananas, which tasted revolting. They kept looking for things to mash up with the  to make them taste better. Banana bread, the Banana Cream, all of them beastly, but not quite so beastly as the caterpillars.

(The Chief of the Minions, dressed in tribal clothes, appears with a mortar and pestle and a bowl of squashed Bananas. He grinds them up and offers the bowl to The Once Ler, who politely takes a spoonful and tries to swallow it down. He then gives a large fake smile and returns the bowl to the Chief, who steps aside.)

Once Ler: But the food they longed for the most was cocoa beans. The Minions was lucky if they found three or four beans a year, but oh, how they craved them. All they'd ever think about was cocoa beans. Now, the cocoa bean happens to be the thing from which chocolate is made, so I told the chief, "Come live in my factory."

(Once Ler now gestures to the Chief in a strange sign language, accompanied with sounds in the Minion language.)

Once Ler: "You can have all the cocoa beans you want."

(More signing.)

Once: "I will even pay your wages in cocoa beans, if you wish.

(More signing. Then, The Once Ler puts out his arms in a gesture for the Chief to accept. The Chief performs a gesture of acceptance, almost a formal tribal bow. The Once Ler repeats the gesture, and the two shake hands. The Chief exits.)

Once Ler: They are such wonderful workers. I feel I must warn you, however, that they are very mischievous. Always making jokes.