Panel one: A gaunt, skittish drug dealer makes a deal on a Hell's Kitchen street corner.
AT THE BASE OF ANY FEUDAL SOCIETY IS THE PEASANTRY. THE PEOPLE WHO TEND THE
LAND, FEED THE CATTLE, AND STEP IN THE DUNG.
Caption(Kingpin):A STEP ABOVE THEM ARE VASSALS, WHO OWN POCKETS OF LAND, AND BY EXTENSION,
THE PEASANTS WHO WORK THAT LAND.
Panel two: an exterior shot of the Blue Magic Laundromat, the actual laundry room of which is empty.
Caption(Kingpin): ABOVE THEM ARE THE NOBILITY, YOUR DUKES, EARLS, AND SUCH. THEY OWN LARGER POCKETS OF LAND, BUT THEY'RE STILL JUST POCKETS.
Inset panel: In the back room of the aforementioned laundomat, a well-dressed man with a hefty sidearm doles out packages of white powder to a group of assembled dealers, one of which is the dealer from panel one.
Panel 3: A burly man slowly twists a knife into a wound in the left arm of an unnamed dealer.
Burly man: NEXT TIME YOU'LL HAVE THE MONEY, OR I WORK ON THE ARM YOU DO USE.
Caption(Kingpin): IN BETWEEN THOSE LEVELS ARE KNIGHTS, WHO KEEP THE PEASANTS AND NOBLES IN LINE AND KEEP THE SYSTEM GOING.
Panel 4: Kingpin luxuriating at his desk in a resplendent maroon leather wingback chair, wearing his shining white suit and purple turtleneck. We can see a trembling executive in a cheap off-black suit in front of his desk, in a noticably lower chair.
Caption(Kingpin): AT THE TOP IS THE KING, THE EMPEROR, THE PHARAOH. THE MAN WITH THE ULTIMATE POWER OVER LIFE AND DEATH AS IT APPLIES TO THE EARTHLY REALM.
Caption(Kingpin): MEL BROOKS WAS RIGHT: IT'S GOOD TO BE THE KING.