Iago: We gotta get outta here! We gotta get out! I gotta start packing, Your Highness! Only essentials, we gotta travel light. Bring the guns, the weapons, the knives...
[suddenly comes across a photo of himself and Jafar as he is rummaging through his possessions]
Iago: And, uh, how about this picture? I don't know, I think I'm making a weird face in it.