Yes, you read that right. For ten glorious minutes, a Minion named Bob is the King of England. He sits on the throne, wears a crown that falls over his eyes, and uses the royal scepter as a back scratcher.

The human characters (Scarlet’s goons, the Queen’s guards) are forgettable. And if you hate the Minions’ language or their slapstick, this movie will be your personal hell. It’s 100% unfiltered Minion energy.

And honestly? I’ll be there for Minions: The Rise of Gru when they finally give us the 1970s sequel.