Disney NeverEnding Chronicles (2018 Part 5) - Subtitles (en)

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Imagining in July 2018

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(SIGHS)

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(SNORING)
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(BOB MUMBLING)

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(IMITATES DASH)
"Hey, Dad, it's okay.

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"I'll just wait for Mom to get home."
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As if she could...
I know how to...
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I can do math.
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(GROANS)
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Oh, brother...
(MUMBLING)
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(IMITATES DASH) Wait for Mom!
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What am I,
a substitute parent?
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It's not my fault they changed math.
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Come on, buddy. Come on.
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I think I understand
your math assignment.
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We still have some time
to finish it before your test.
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So first, you wanna put all the numbers
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by themselves on one side.
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...you change the sign.
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That means a plus becomes
a minus and a minus...
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You got it?
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Yeah, baby!
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(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
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Oh. Uh, hello.
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We're in a new house.
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I did write my address on your locker...

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in permanent ink.
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Oh, is that what that is?
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Did you forget?
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Forget what?
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(CHUCKLING) That's funny.
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Points for funny.
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Oh, was it the weird outfit?
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-(CHUCKLES)
-Because there's a reason.
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I'm in a drama class...
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and they just wanna do Shakespeare...
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but they're like, "Try to make
it relevant for the kids."
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So, like, "Oh, superheroes!

Kids love superheroes."
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Yeah, yeah, yeah.
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You wanna wear one kind of tights...
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and then they're like,
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"No, wear these other kind of tights."
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(STAMMERS) Do I know you?

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Morning, Little Chef. Rise and...

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(GASPS)
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Oh, no.

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Idiot! I knew this would happen!
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I let a rat into my place
and tell him what's mine is his!

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Eggs, gone!
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Stupid! He's stolen food
and hit the road! What did I expect?

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That's what I get for trusting a...

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(STUTTERING)
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Hi. Is that for me?
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Mmm!
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That's good. What did you put in this?
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Where'd you get that?
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Look, it's delicious. But don't steal.
I'll buy some spices, okay?
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Oh, no. We're going to be late.
And on the first day!
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(MOUTH FULL)
Come on, Little Chef!
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"Though I, like many other critic,
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"had written off Gusteau as irrelevant
since the great chef's death,
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"the soup was a revelation.
A spicy yet subtle taste experience."

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-Solene LeClaire?

-Yes!
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"Against all odds,
Gusteau's has recaptured our attention.

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"Only time will tell if they deserve it."
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(SIGHS)
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Well...

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You know.

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Look, I know it's stupid and weird,
but neither of us can do this alone,
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so we got to do it together, right?
You with me?
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So let's do this thing!
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I...

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(GROANING)
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(STAMMERING)
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(PANTING)
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(GASPS)
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Welcome to hell.
Now, recreate the soup.

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Take as much time as you need.
All week if you must.

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Soup.

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(EXCLAIMS)
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You little...

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(STRIKING)
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Ow!
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(STRIKING)
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(EXCLAIMS)
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(LAUGHING)
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(EXCLAIMS)
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(YELPS)
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(LAUGHING)
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You son of a...

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(SHIVERS)
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(EXCLAIMS)
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You got...

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(WHIMPERING)
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(SCREAMING)
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(EXCLAIMS)
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(SHRIEKS)
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This is not going to work, Little Chef!
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I'm going to lose it
if we do this anymore.

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We've got to figure out something else.

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Something that doesn't involve
any biting, or nipping,
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or running up and down my body
with your little rat feet.

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The biting! No! Scampering! No!
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No scampering or scurrying.
Understand, Little Chef?

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Little Chef?
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Oh, you're hungry.

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Okay. So let's think this out.

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You know how to cook,
and I know how to appear

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human.

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We need to work out a system
so that I do what you want
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in a way that doesn't look like
I'm being controlled by a tiny rat chef.

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Would you listen to me? I'm insane!
I'm insane! I'm insane!
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In a refrigerator talking to a rat
about cooking in a gourmet restaurant.

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-I will never pull this off!

-Linguini?
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We gotta communicate.

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I can't be constantly checking
for a yes or no head shake from a...

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The rat! I saw it!
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-A rat?

-Yes, a rat. Right next to you.

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What are you doing in here?
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I'm just familiarizing myself with,
you know, the vegetables and such.

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Get out.

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One can get too familiar
with vegetables, you know!
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That was close. Are you okay up there?
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Whoa!
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(GUFFAWING)
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How did you do that?
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That's strangely involuntary!
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REMY: One look and I knew
we had the same crazy idea.

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It's not gonna be easy, you know?

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He's a busy man. What are you doing?

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I'm walking like a skeleton. Blending in.

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No. Skeletons don't walk like that.

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-It's how you walk.

-No, I don't! Stop it!

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Whoa! Ernesto de la Cruz's

Sunrise Spectacular?

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-Qué padre!

-(SCOFFS)
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Every year your great-great-grandpa

puts on that dumb show...
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to mark the end of Día de Muertos.

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-And you can get us in!
-Um...

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Hey, you said you had front row tickets!

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That...was a lie. I apologize for that.

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Cool off, chamaco.
Come on. I'll get you to him.

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How?

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Because I happen to know

where he's rehearsing.

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DE LA CRUZ: ♪ Remember me

Don't let it make you cry ♪

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(SCOFFS) You better have

my dress, Héctor.

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HÉCTOR: Hola, Ceci.

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(HÉCTOR YELPS)

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♪ ♪
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-Hola.

-Ceci, I lost the dress.

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Ya lo sabía!

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I got to dress forty dancers by sunrise.

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Thanks to you, I'm one Frida
short of an opening number!
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Dante! We shouldn't be in here.
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(GASPS)
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-(CHITTERING)
-(BARKING)

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No, no, Dante! Ven acá!

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(GRUNTS)
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You! How did you get in here?

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-I just followed my...

-Oh! The mighty Xolo dog!

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Guider of wandering spirits.

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And whose spirit

have you guided to me?

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I don't think he's a spirit guide.

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Ah, ah, ah.
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The alebrijes of this world
can take many forms.

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They are as mysterious

as they are powerful.
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(COUGHS)

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Or maybe he's just a dog.

Come, I need your eyes.

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Your are the audience. Darkness.

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And from the darkness, a giant papaya.

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Dancers emerge from the papaya,

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and the dancers are all me.

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And they go to drink

from the milk of their mother,

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who is a cactus.
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But who is also me.

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And her milk is not milk but tears.

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Is it too obvious?

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I think it's just
the right amount of obvious?

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It could use some music.

Oh, what if you did like...

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-(SINGS TUNE)
-(SNAPS FINGERS)
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(ALL PLAYING TUNE)

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Oh! And then it could go...

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(SINGING TUNE)
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(PLAYING TUNE)
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And what if everything was on fire?

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-(GASPS)
-Yes! Fire! Everywhere!

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Inspired! You have

the spirit of an artist.
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(BAND PLAYING)

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The dancers exit.
The music fades, the lights go out.

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And Ernesto de la Cruz

rises to the stage!

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(GASPS)
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Huh?
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He does a couple of songs,

the sun rises, everyone cheers...

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Excuse me, where's the real de la Cruz?

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Ernesto doesn't do rehearsals!

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He's too busy hosting that fancy party
at the top of his tower.
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(SIGHS)

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Chamaco, you can't run off
on me like that.

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Stop pestering the celebrities.

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You said my
great-great-grandpa would be here!

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He's halfway across town

throwing some big party.

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That bum. Who doesn't show up

to his own rehearsal?

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If you're such good friends,

how come he didn't invite you?

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He's your great-great-grandpa,

how come he didn't invite you?

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Hey, Gustavo! You know

anything about this party?

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(SCOFFS) It's the hot ticket!

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But if you're not on the guest list,

you're never getting in, Chorizo.

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-Hey! It's Chorizo! Choricito!
-(ALL LAUGHING)

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Ah-ha. Very funny, guys. Very funny.

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Chorizo?

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Oh, this guy's famous.

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Go on, go on.

Ask him how he died.

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I don't want to talk about it.

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He choked on some chorizo!

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(ALL LAUGHING)
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I didn't choke, okay?
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I got food poisoning

which is a big difference.
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(ALL LAUGHING)
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This is why I don't like musicians.

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Bunch of self-important jerks!

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-Hey, I'm a musician.

-You are?
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If you really want to get to Ernesto,

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there is that music competition...
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at the Plaza de la Cruz.
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Winner gets to play at his party.

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No, no. Chamaco,

you're loco if you think...

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I need to get
my great-great-grandfather's blessing!

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You know where I can get a guitar?

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(SIGHS) I know a guy.

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(SNIFFING)
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Have you found him, Pepita?

Have you found our boy?
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(BLOWS)

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-ROSITA: A footprint!

-It's a Rivera boot.

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 -Size seven!

-And a half.

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-Pronated.

-Miguel.

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HÉCTOR: Why the heck would you

want to be a musician?

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MIGUEL: My great-great-grandpa

was a musician!

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Who spent his life
performing like a monkey
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for complete strangers.

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(GROANS) No thank you.
No! Guácala!

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(SCOFFS) What do you know?

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So, how far is this guitar, anyway?

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We're almost there.
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(GROANS)

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Keep up, chamaco. Come on!
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(HÉCTOR WHISTLES)
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(MUSIC PLAYING)

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-ALL: Cousin Héctor!

-Hey! These guys! Hey, Tío!

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¿Qué onda?

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These people are all you family?

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Uh...
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In a way. We're all the ones
with no photos or ofrendas.

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No family to go home to.

Nearly forgotten, you know?

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So, we all call each other cousin,
or tío, or whatever.
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-(DANTE WHINES)
-(GRUNTING)

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-Héctor!

-Tía Chelo!
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(ALL LAUGHING)
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Muchas gracias!

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Hey! Save some for me!

Is Chicharrón around?

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CHELO: Eh, in the bungalow.

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I don't know if he's
in the mood for visitors.

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(SCOFFS) Who doesn't like
a visit from cousin Héctor?

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-(GASPS)
-(CLATTERS)
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Buenas noches, Chicharrón!

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I don't want to see
your stupid face, Héctor.

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Come on. It's Día de Muertos.

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I brought you a little offering.

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-Get out of here.

-I would Cheech.
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But the thing is,

me and my friend, Miguel...

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We really need to borrow your guitar.

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-My guitar?

-Yes.

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My prized beloved guitar?

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I promise we'll bring it right back.

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Like the time you promised

to bring back my van?

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-Uh...

-Or my mini-fridge?
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-Ah, you see...

-Or my good napkins?
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My lasso? My femur?

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Well, no, not like those times.

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Where is my femur?
You... (GROANING)

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Whoa, whoa.

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-You okay, amigo?

-(SIGHS) I'm fading, Héctor.

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I can feel it.

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I couldn't even play
that thing if I wanted to.

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You play me something.

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No. You know
I don't play anymore, Cheech.

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The guitar is for the kid.

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You want it, you got to earn it.

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Ay, only for you, amigo.

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(STRUMMING)
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Any requests?

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(CHUCKLES)
You know my favorite, Héctor.
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(PLAYING SOFT MUSIC)

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♪ Well, everyone knows Juanita

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♪ Her eyes each a different color

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♪ Her teeth stick out
And her chin goes in

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♪ And her...

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♪ Knuckles they drag on the floor

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-Those aren't the words.

-There are children present.

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♪ Her hair is like a briar

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♪ She stands in a bow-legged stance

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♪ And if I weren't so ugly

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♪ She'd possibly give me a chance ♪
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(LAUGHS)

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Brings back memories.

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Gracias.

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(EXHALES DEEPLY)
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(WHINES)
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Wait. What happened?

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He's been forgotten.

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When there's no one left
in the living world
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who remembers you...

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you disappear from this world.

We call it the final death.

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(STAMMERS) Where did he go?

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No one knows.

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But I've met him.

I could remember him when I go back!

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No, it doesn't work like that, chamaco.

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Our memories,

they have to be passed down
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by those who knew us in life...

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in the stories they tell about us.

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But there's no one left alive

to pass down Cheech's stories.

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Hey, it happens to everyone eventually.

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Come on, de la Cruzcito,

you've got a contest to win.

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Okay.

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Huh?
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(GROANING)
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Where are you taking me? Wait.

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(CLATTERING)
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Whoa!
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(CHUCKLING)
Wait. I'm sorry.

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Whoa!
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Okay.

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Mmm-hmm...

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(SQUEAKS)
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(GROANS)
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Okay.

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(GLASS SHATTERING)
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(TIRES SCREECHING)
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(CRASHING)
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(BLABBERING)
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Whoa!
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Whoa!
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A votre santé!
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(GURGLING)
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(CHUCKLING) All right.

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That should do it.

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Mmm.

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Congratulations. You were able to
repeat your accidental success.

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But you'll need to know more than soup
if you are to survive in my kitchen, boy.

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Colette will be responsible for
teaching you how we do things here.

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Listen, I just want you to know
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how honored I am
to be studying under such...

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No! You listen. I just want you to know
exactly who you are dealing with.

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How many women
do you see in this kitchen?

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(TITTERING) Well, I...

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-Only me. Why do you think that is?

-Well, I...

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Because haute cuisine
is an antiquated hierarchy
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built upon rules
written by stupid old men.

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Rules designed to make it impossible
for women to enter this world.

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But still I'm here. How did this happen?
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(TITTERING)
Because, well, because you...

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Because I am the toughest cook
in this kitchen.

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I've worked too hard
for too long to get here
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and I am not going to jeopardize it
for some garbage boy who got lucky.

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Got it?
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(EXCLAIMS)
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(LAUGHING)
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Wow!

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Easy to cook. Easy
to eat. Gusteau makes Chinese food
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Chine-easy.

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(LAUGHING)
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-Excellent work, Francois, as usual.

-It's good, isn't it?
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I want you to work up something
for my latest frozen food concept.

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Gusteau's Corn Puppies.

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They're like corn dogs, only smaller.
Bite size.

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What are corn dogs?
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Cheap sausages dipped in batter
and deep fried. You know, American.

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Whip something up.
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Maybe Gusteau in overalls
and Huckleberry Tom hat.

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Or as a big ear of corn
in doggie make-up.

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(HESITANTLY) Yes.
But, please, with dignity.

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(CLEARING THROAT)
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Get my lawyer!
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Well, the will stipulates
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that if after a period of two years
from the date of death
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no heir appears,
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Gusteau's business interests
will pass to his sous chef. You.

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I know what the will stipulates.

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What I want to know is if this letter...
If this boy changes anything!

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There's not much resemblance.

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There's no resemblance at all.
He is not Gusteau's son.

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Gusteau had no children,
and what of the timing of all this?
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The deadline in the will
expires in less than a month!
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Suddenly,
some boy arrives with a letter
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from his recently deceased mother
claiming Gusteau is his father?
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Highly suspect!
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-This is Gusteau's?

-Yes, yes, yes.

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-May I?

-Of course.

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But the boy does not know.

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She claims she never told him,
or Gusteau, and asks that I not tell.

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-Why you? What does she want?

-A job for the boy.

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-Only a job?

-Well, yes.

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Then what are you worried about?
If he works here,
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you'll be able to keep an eye on him
while I do a little digging.

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Find out how much of this is real.

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I will need you
to collect some DNA samples

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from the boy. Hair, maybe.

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Mark my words.
The whole thing is highly suspect.

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He knows something.

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Relax, he's a garbage boy.
I think you can handle him.

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What are you doing?
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(STAMMERING) I'm cutting vegetables.
I'm cutting vegetables?
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No! You waste energy and time!
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You think cooking is a cute job,
like Mommy in the kitchen?
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Well, Mommy never had to face
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the dinner rush when the orders
come flooding in,
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and every dish is different
and none are simple,
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and all of the different cooking times,
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but must arrive on the customer's table
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at exactly the same time,
hot and perfect!
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Every second counts,
and you cannot be Mommy!
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What is this? Keep your station clear!
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When the meal rush comes,
what will happen?
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Messy stations slow things down.

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Food doesn't go, orders pile up.
Disaster.

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I'll make this easy to remember.

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Keep your station clear,
or I will kill you!
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(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST) Your sleeves
look like you threw up on them.

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Keep your hands and arms in,
close to the body. Like this. See?
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Always return to this position.

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Cooks move fast. Sharp utensils,
hot metal, keep your arms in.

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You will minimize cuts and burns
and keep your sleeves clean.

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Mark of a chef:
Messy apron, clean sleeves.

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I know the Gusteau style cold.

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In every dish, Chef Gusteau
always has something unexpected.

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I will show you.
I memorize all his recipe.

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-Always do something unexpected.

-No. Follow the recipe.
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-But you just said that...

-No, no, no.

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It was his job to be unexpected.
It is our job to...

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-Follow his recipes.

-Follow the recipe.

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How do you tell how good bread is
without tasting it?
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Not the smell, not the look,
but the sound of the crust.

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Listen.

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(CRUST CRACKING)
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Symphony of crackle.
Only great bread sound this way.

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The only way to get the best produce
is to have first pick of the day
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and there are only two way
to get first pick.

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Grow it yourself, or bribe a grower.

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Voilá! The best restaurant get first pick.

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People think haute cuisine is snooty.
So chef must also be snooty.

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But not so.
Lalo there ran away from home at 12.

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Got hired by circus people
as an acrobat.

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(CHUCKLING) And then he get fired
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for messing around
with the ringmaster's daughter.

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(CONSPIRATORIAL WHISPER)
Horst has done time.

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LINGUINI: What for?
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No one know for sure. He changes
the story every time you ask him.

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I defrauded a major corporation.

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I robbed the second largest bank
in France using only a ballpoint pen.

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I created a hole in the ozone
over Avignon.

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I killed a man with this thumb.

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COLETTE: Don't ever play cards
with Pompidou.

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He's been banned from Las Vegas
and Monte Carlo.

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-Larousse ran gun for the Resistance.

-Which resistance?
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He won't say.
Apparently, they didn't win.

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So you see.

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We are artist, pirate.
More than cooks are we.

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-We?

-Oui. You are one of us now, oui?

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Oui. Thank you, by the way,
for all the advice about cooking.

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-Thank you, too.

-For what?
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For taking it.

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(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
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Huh?
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The rat!
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-(STUTTERING) But he is a...

-(TITTERING) I just dropped my keys.

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Have you decided this evening?
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-Your soup is excellent. But...

-But we order it every time.

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-What else do you have?

-Well, we have a very nice foie gras.

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I know about the foie gras.

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The old standby,
used to be famous for it.

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What does the chef have that's new?
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(DOOR SLAMMING)
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-Someone has asked what is new!

-New?
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Yes. What do I tell them?
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-Well, what did you tell them?

-I told them I would ask!
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What are you blathering about?
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-Customers are asking what is new.

-What should I tell them?
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-What did you tell them?

-I told them I would ask!
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(PONDERING)
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This is simple.

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Just pull out an old Gusteau recipe,
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something we haven't made
in a while...

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They know about the old stuff.
They like Linguini's soup.

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They are asking for food from Linguini?
_________________________________

A lot of customers like the soup.
That's all we are saying.

_________________________________

Were we saying that?
_________________________________

Very well. If it's Linguini they want
_________________________________

tell them Chef Linguini has prepared
something special for them.

_________________________________

Something definitely off menu.

_________________________________

Oh, and don't forget to stress
_________________________________

-its Linguini-ness.

-Oui, chef.

_________________________________

Now is your chance to try something
worthy of your talent, Linguini.

_________________________________

A forgotten favorite of the chef's,
sweetbread a la Gusteau.

_________________________________

-Colette will help you.

-Oui, chef.

_________________________________

Now, hurry up. Our diners are hungry.

_________________________________

Are you sure?
That recipe was a disaster.

_________________________________

Gusteau himself said so.

_________________________________

Just the sort of challenge
a budding chef needs.

_________________________________

"Sweetbread á la Gusteau.

_________________________________

"Sweetbread cooked
in a seaweed salt crust
_________________________________

"with cuttlefish tentacle,
dog rose puree,
_________________________________

"geoduck egg, dried white fungus?
_________________________________

"Anchovy licorice sauce."
_________________________________

I don't know this recipe,
but it's Gusteau's, so...

_________________________________

Lalo! We have
some veal stomach soaking, yes?
_________________________________

LALO: Yes!
The veal stomach, I get that.

_________________________________

Veal stomach?
_________________________________

Oh!
_________________________________

Okay.
_________________________________

(SNIFFING)
_________________________________

I'll be right back. Where...

_________________________________

Hey, I got to... Hey!
_________________________________

Don't mind me.
I just need to borrow this real quick.

_________________________________

Let's see, over here...
_________________________________

I'll be back.

_________________________________

Thank you.

_________________________________

Excuse me. I'm going to...

_________________________________

Apparently, I need this. I'll be right...

_________________________________

I'm going to pick that up.

_________________________________

I got some of that spice.

_________________________________

Okay.
_________________________________

What are you doing? You're supposed
_________________________________

to be preparing the Gusteau recipe.

_________________________________

(STUTTERING)
This is the recipe.

_________________________________

The recipe doesn't call
for white truffle oil!
_________________________________

What else have you...
You are improvising?
_________________________________

This is no time to experiment.
The customer are waiting.

_________________________________

You're right. I should listen to you!
_________________________________

-Stop that!

-Stop what?
_________________________________

Freaking me out!
Whatever you are doing, stop it.

_________________________________

-HORST: Where is the special or?

-Coming!
_________________________________
-I thought we were together on this.

-We are together.

_________________________________

-Then what are you doing?

-It's very hard to explain.

_________________________________

-The special?

-Come get it!
_________________________________

Whoa, whoa.
I forgot the anchovy licorice sauce.

_________________________________

(EXCLAIMS)

_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________

-Don't you dare.

-I'm not, I'm not. I'm...

_________________________________

Sorry.

_________________________________

Is Linguini's dish done yet?
_________________________________

Ja. It's as bad as we remember.
Just went out.

_________________________________

-Did you taste it?

-Ja, of course, before he changed it.

_________________________________

Good. What? How could he change it?
_________________________________

He changed it
as it was going out the door!

_________________________________
Ow!
_________________________________

They love it!
_________________________________

Other diners are already
asking about it, about Linguini.

_________________________________

I have seven more orders!
_________________________________

That's wonderful.
_________________________________

I'd like one of those.

_________________________________

Special order!
_________________________________

What is that?
_________________________________

HORST: Special order! Special order!
Special order!
_________________________________

ALL: To Linguini.

_________________________________

-Congratulations, Mr. Linguini.

-Cheers, ja?

_________________________________
LAROUSSE: Drink now, there's plenty.

_________________________________

Take a break, Little Chef. Get some air.

_________________________________

We really did it tonight.

_________________________________

Dah!
_________________________________

(GRUNTS)
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Got your toque!
_________________________________

Oh, seriously now.

_________________________________

I'd love to have a little talk with you,
Linguini, in my office.

_________________________________

-Am I in trouble?

-Trouble? No.

_________________________________

A little wine, a friendly chat.
Just us cooks.

_________________________________

(CHUCKLING GRACIOUSLY)
_________________________________

The plongeur won't be coming to you
for advice anymore, eh, Colette?

_________________________________
He's gotten all he needs.

_________________________________

(SNICKERING)
_________________________________

Toasting your success, eh, Linguini?
_________________________________

Good for you.

_________________________________

I just took it to be polite.
I don't really drink, you know.

_________________________________

Of course you don't.
I wouldn't either if I was drinking that.

_________________________________

But you would have to be an idiot
of elephantine proportions
_________________________________

not to appreciate
this '61 Chateau Latour.

_________________________________

And you, Monsieur Linguini,
are no idiot.

_________________________________

Let us toast your non-idiocy.

_________________________________

Many say your speech today is critical.

_________________________________
Both sides just want the best
for their people.

_________________________________
We are so close to finally

getting peace in the region.
_________________________________

I haven't done this in a while.
_________________________________

This is good.
The train gives us momentum.

_________________________________

Just go out there
and be your charming self...
_________________________________
and capitalize on it.
_________________________________

Ms. Elastigirl,
they're ready for you.
_________________________________

Hey, stretch a leg.
_________________________________

Thank you, Chad. It was fun.
_________________________________

-Ambassador, your documents.
-We're moving to the rooftop.

_________________________________

Oh, Madame Ambassador, hello!
_________________________________

Oh, you are Elastigirl!
_________________________________
This is why now I'm shaking your hand.

_________________________________
I was so sad
when you went underground.
_________________________________

I am glad to see
you back in your shiny outfit.
_________________________________

That means so much coming from you.
_________________________________

Good luck with your speech.
_________________________________
This way, Ambassador.
_________________________________

(STAMMERS)
Bring lasting peace!
_________________________________

I will, when you defeat evil.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Okay.
_________________________________

Three, two...
_________________________________

For over 15 years,
_________________________________
superheroes have been in hiding.
 _________________________________

Forced into it by a society
_________________________________

no longer willing to support them.
_________________________________

That may soon be changing...
_________________________________
due to a growing movement
to bring the Supers back.
_________________________________

Here, fresh on the heels of her own
_________________________________

heroic save of a runaway train...
_________________________________

and sporting a new look,

is the superhero, Elastigirl.

_________________________________
-Welcome!
-Hello, Chad.
_________________________________
All the polls are going in your direction.
_________________________________

That's true.
Things are good...
_________________________________

Hello.
_________________________________

Uh, hello?
_________________________________

Do I have your attention?
_________________________________

Yes, Chad.
_________________________________

Of course I do.
_________________________________

I'm appearing on your screen.
_________________________________

Reading the words I'm saying

off of another screen.
_________________________________

Screens are everywhere.
_________________________________

-We are controlled by screens.
-(ELASTIGIRL WHIMPERING)
_________________________________

And screens are controlled by me...

_________________________________
Screenslaver.
_________________________________

Hey!
_________________________________

SCREENSLAVER:
I control this broadcast...

_________________________________
and this idiotic anchorman
you see before you.

_________________________________

WOMAN: What's wrong with him?
_________________________________

The signal's been hijacked!
I'll check it out.
_________________________________

Don't look at any monitors.
_________________________________

I could hijack
the ambassador's aerocade...
_________________________________

while it's still airborne.
_________________________________

Right, Elastigirl?
_________________________________

Nearest window!
Where's the nearest window?

_________________________________

-Oh, what's going on?

-Where's Elastigirl?

_________________________________
(GROANS) Which one?
_________________________________
(ELASTIGIRL GRUNTING)

_________________________________
Elastigirl!
What are you doing here?
_________________________________

The ambassador is in danger.

Which chopper is she...
_________________________________

Look out!
_________________________________

Follow them and get me close!
_________________________________

Get out of the sky,
and touch down safely!
_________________________________

-(GRUNTS)
-Stand down! It's Elastigirl.
_________________________________

Stay in your seat, ma'am!
_________________________________
-(GROANS, GASPS)

-We're under attack!
_________________________________

Quick, go!
Protect the ambassador!

_________________________________

Open the door!
_________________________________

Do as she says!
_________________________________

Can you all swim?
_________________________________

-ALL: Yeah.
-No!
_________________________________
(ALL SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(AMBASSADOR GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(BOTH GRUNTING)
_________________________________

ELASTIGIRL: We're gonna have
to slingshot! Hang on!
_________________________________
-(ELASTIGIRL GRUNTING)
-(AMBASSADOR SCREAMING)
_________________________________

-(PANTING)
-Are you all right, ma'am?

_________________________________
I'm perfectly fine...

_________________________________
MIKE: Okay! Listen up, Oozmas.

_________________________________

Now, we're going to have to start

winning these things together,

_________________________________

so that means I'm going to need

_________________________________

each of you guys

to pull your own weight.

_________________________________

-Mike?

-(GASPS) What is it?

_________________________________

We've made a list of

our strengths and weaknesses.

_________________________________

In high school, I was

the master of the silent scare.

_________________________________

I could sneak up on a field mouse

_________________________________

-in a pillow factory.

-(SQUISHING)

_________________________________

Sorry! They get stickier

when I'm sweaty.

_________________________________

Oh, my gosh, that's terrible.

_________________________________

We're experts in the ancient craft

of close-up magic.

_________________________________

It's all about misdirection.

_________________________________

-Uh...

-I have an extra toe. (LAUGHS)

_________________________________

Not with me, of course.

_________________________________

Guys, one slip-up on the next event,

and we're goners.

_________________________________

So for this to work,

_________________________________

I'm gonna need you

to take every instinct you have

_________________________________

and bury it deep, deep down.

_________________________________

-Done.

-From now on, we are of one mind.

_________________________________

My mind.

_________________________________

Oh, please.

_________________________________

I will tell you exactly what to do,

and how to do it.

_________________________________

ALL: Uh... Okay, Mike.

Seems about right.

_________________________________

All right. Give me scary steps.

_________________________________

Fifty up and down, right now. Let's go!

_________________________________

You're wasting your time.

We need a new team.

_________________________________

(SCOFFS) We can't just

"get a new team"!

_________________________________

I checked this morning.

It's against the rules.

_________________________________

What if we disguised a new team

to look like the old team?

_________________________________

Oh, no, no. We are not cheating.

_________________________________

It's not cheating. I'm just, you know,

_________________________________

leveling the playing field.

_________________________________

Okay, so it's kind of cheating,

but what do you want me to do?

_________________________________

They're not exactly

the scariest group in the world.

_________________________________

Oh, a ladybug!

Make a wish! Make a wish!

_________________________________

-(BLOWS)

-(ALL CHUCKLING)

_________________________________

This is not going to work.

_________________________________

Where are you going? We're training.

_________________________________

I'm a Sullivan.

_________________________________

That's not enough.

You're all over the place.

_________________________________

You're charging ahead when you...

_________________________________

Bup, bup, bup!

_________________________________

You tell them what to do but not me.

_________________________________

So long, Coach.

_________________________________

-(CLICKS TONGUE)

-(BOTH GIGGLING)

_________________________________

Okay, Oozmas... (GASPS)

_________________________________

Boy, we need to get you a bell.

_________________________________

Listen up. "If a kid hears you coming,

they'll call Mom or Dad,

_________________________________

"then you'd better run fast

or things will get bad."

_________________________________

Huh?

_________________________________

In the next event,

if even one of us gets caught,

_________________________________

we're all out.

_________________________________

So remember, do exactly what I do.
_________________________________

Are you sure we should be

stopping with goons after us?

_________________________________

We aren't gonna get far

without a map, are we?

_________________________________

-RODDY: Is that a house?

-Yes, and it's very dangerous.

_________________________________

So... Why don't you wait here.

_________________________________

Waiting here. Excellent idea.

_________________________________

-Watch out for the piranha.

-(YELPS)

_________________________________

-CHILDREN: Rita!

-(RODDY HOLLERS)

_________________________________

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

_________________________________

Here you go, Annie. You, Shamus.

_________________________________

Mimi, get your finger

out of your nose. Fergus.

_________________________________

-Jojo, no bitting.

-BOY: That is wild good!

_________________________________

ALL: Rita!

_________________________________

Rita's back!

_________________________________

-Rita!

-Mum! Oh, Mum.

_________________________________

Thank goodness you're safe.

_________________________________

Rita!

_________________________________

-Hello, Dad.

-Give us a hug, girl!

_________________________________

Whoa! Oh!

_________________________________

-(ALL GRUNT)

-(CHUP SHATTERING)

_________________________________

Why, Mum,

there's a peeping Tom outside!

_________________________________

Tom? Ohh, it's Tom Jones!

_________________________________

-Mother, it's not Tom Jones.

-That's just my passenger.

_________________________________

-He's very good-looking.

-He is not coming in.

_________________________________

-MUM: Soup's on!

-(GROANS)

_________________________________

BOY: It's lovely. Thanks, Mum.

_________________________________

(GRUNTS)

_________________________________

So how long have you been

Rita's boyfriend?

_________________________________

He's not my boyfriend.

_________________________________

Will you make an honest woman

of my daughter?

_________________________________

Dad!

_________________________________

We were thinking of a spring

wedding, right, cream puff?

_________________________________

Look, I just want

all of you to know he's...

_________________________________

-Tom Jones!

-(SIGHS)

_________________________________

So your name is "Roddy," is that right?

_________________________________

Yes, that's right. Roddy St. James.

_________________________________

What a beautiful name.

_________________________________

-Hi, Roddy.

-Who might you be, little chap?

_________________________________

-They call me Shocky.

-Why do they call you that?

_________________________________

-Shocky!

-Yes! Got it.

_________________________________

Rita, where are you taking

this handsome young man, then?

_________________________________

Well... Actually, that's

why I need your maps, Dad.

_________________________________

Because he's from...

(CLEARS THROAT) Up Top.

_________________________________

Kitchen. Now.

_________________________________

Sing us a song, Tom!

_________________________________

I'm not saying it isn't risky.

-But it's impossible, Rita.

_________________________________

No one's ever got past

the rapids at Hyde Park.

_________________________________

Dad, Dad! He's gonna pay us.

_________________________________

For the last time,

we don't need the money!

_________________________________

A new stove might be nice.

_________________________________
RODDY: Talkin' about the little lady

GRANDMA: Go, Tom! Go!

_________________________________

-Sing to my heart!

-She's a lady

_________________________________

Talkin' about that old lady

_________________________________

And the lady wears big undies

_________________________________

Huge undies. Whoo!

_________________________________

Psst! Rita!

_________________________________

It's okay. It's me, Liam.

_________________________________

Quick, in the kitchen.

_________________________________

Look at those moves! I love you, Tom!

_________________________________

This bloke isn't who he says he is.

_________________________________

His real name is Millicent Bystander,

an international jewel thief.

_________________________________

A mastermind, a super-criminal.

_________________________________

Looks like he crossed The Toad

and got away with it.

_________________________________

He's dangerous, but I'm a

thinker. I've got a plan.

_________________________________

(SCATTING)

_________________________________

More! More!

_________________________________

-That was brilliant!

-Oh, it was nothing.

_________________________________

-So you're from Up Top?

-Yes.

_________________________________

-I've met one of your lot before.

-Oh, really?

_________________________________

Used to be some old lady's pet.

_________________________________

That's nice.

_________________________________

Terribly lonely for him, though.

He had no one to talk to.

_________________________________

No one to cuddle with!

_________________________________

No one to shocky.

_________________________________

That's no life, is it?

_________________________________

I'd better get these dishes started.

_________________________________

Oh, please, permit me.

_________________________________

Oh, you're such a gentleman.

_________________________________
RITA: Great! So I hand Roddy

over to The Toad

_________________________________

and claim the reward.

_________________________________

Then we're all sitting pretty

for the rest of our lives.

_________________________________

Its that it?

_________________________________
LIAM: The Toad will pay

a fortune for him.

_________________________________

He's a bad one anyway,

so that's all right, isn't it?

_________________________________

You cheeky little monkey. I won't

have no son of mine acting the rat.

_________________________________

We Malones never go back on our word.

_________________________________

-He's gonna steal your boat.

-He won't.

_________________________________

-He's stealing your boat.

-He isn't stealing...

_________________________________

-He stole your boat.

-What?

_________________________________
LIAM: He's like Robin Hood in reverse.

_________________________________

(RITA GRUNTS)

_________________________________

-(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

-Oi! I thought we had a deal!

_________________________________

So did I!

_________________________________

(SCREAMING)

_________________________________

This is an emergency!

Get out of the way! Emergency!

_________________________________

Keep clear! I'm coming, Mr. Jones,

I'm coming! Oh, marry me, Mr. Jones!

_________________________________

Roddy!

_________________________________

That double-crossing little

schemer. I don't need her.

_________________________________

I mean, anyone can get out

and sail. Look at me!

_________________________________

All right, Sid, you're in for a big surprise.

_________________________________

MALE RAT: Look out!

_________________________________

Sorry!

_________________________________

(PHONE RINGING)

_________________________________

Sid's Tattoo and Hot Dog Parlor.

_________________________________

It's Roddy. Remember me?

_________________________________

-The butler?

-Roddy!

_________________________________

Listen, you! If you're still

there when I get back...

_________________________________

(BELCHING) Back? Back? And

how you gonna do that then, Roddy?

_________________________________

-(CRASHING)

-What was that?

_________________________________

-Gotta go, Rodders.

-If I find one thing out of place...

_________________________________

-Oh!

-(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

_________________________________

-(WHISTLING)

-(HARMONIZING)

_________________________________

(SLUGS SINGS:

DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY)

_________________________________

(SINGING) Here's a little song I wrote

_________________________________

You might want to sing it note for note

_________________________________

Don't worry

_________________________________

Be happy

_________________________________

Don't worry, be happy now

_________________________________

(SIGHS)

_________________________________

Where are they hiding?

_________________________________

Think. Think.

_________________________________

To find a rat, you got to think like a rat.

_________________________________
THIMBLENOSE TED: Hey, guys.

_________________________________

I've had a tip-off.

_________________________________

They're heading west to Kensington.

_________________________________

Bingo!

_________________________________

Scrabble! (CHUCKLES)

_________________________________

Enough games. To the ratmobiles!

_________________________________

(NEAL HEFTI: BATMAN THEME)

_________________________________

Okay, okay. We can fix it.

_________________________________

Yes, we can. Obviously...

_________________________________

-(SHOCKING)

-Ah!

_________________________________

Fairly major burn to the hand.

Smell of burning flesh.

_________________________________

Maybe I should just...

_________________________________

-(ZAPPING)

-Ow! Oh...

_________________________________

(PANTING)

_________________________________

(GRUNTING)

_________________________________

Oh, oh, ow! That really hurt.

_________________________________

Just start, you worthless old pile of

rubbish! You useless, unreliable...

_________________________________
RITA: Untrustworthy, double-crossing,

two-faced, conniving little toe-rag!

_________________________________

Ha! Ha! Oh...

_________________________________

So I'm the double-crosser?

Oh, yes, that's rich!

_________________________________

I overheard everything.

_________________________________

Yes, you and your family

were gonna sell me to The Toad!

_________________________________

What?

_________________________________

You dipstick! That was

my stupid little brother's plan.

_________________________________

And no one listens to him.

_________________________________

Ah, must have missed that part.

_________________________________

How could you think I'd sell you out?

When I make a deal, I make a deal.

_________________________________

Your hair's on fire.

_________________________________

What?

_________________________________

Ow! Ah! Oh, God...

_________________________________

Rita, look...

_________________________________

I'm sorry, all right. I was wrong.

_________________________________

And I think we should

just put it behind us.

_________________________________

Okay. I suppose I can put it behind me.

_________________________________

This is such an overreaction!

_________________________________

Rita, you can't just leave me here on a...

_________________________________

On a duck! Up the creek without a...

_________________________________

You're getting everything

you deserve. Sneaking around,

_________________________________

eavesdropping on other

people's conversations.

_________________________________

I was not sneaking around.

_________________________________

Right.

_________________________________

I say, you can't really intend

to just strand me like this.

_________________________________

You're not that heartless.

_________________________________

Okay, maybe you are.

_________________________________

If you're trying to teach me

a lesson, consider it taught!

_________________________________

I'm on a duck, begging!

_________________________________

(RODDY PLAYING GUITAR)

_________________________________

(SINGING) Ice cold Rita

_________________________________

Never did I meet a

_________________________________

Girl who's half so cruel

I offered her a jewel

_________________________________

But she left me stuck

Stranded on a duck

_________________________________

What a shoddy thing to do to Roddy

_________________________________

Me

_________________________________

That's Roddy St. James of Kensington

_________________________________

Poor, poor Roddy

_________________________________

Flushed down his own potty

_________________________________

Rita, can't you find it in your heart

_________________________________

(LOW) To help him

_________________________________

How mean can one rat be

_________________________________

Ice cold Rita

_________________________________

Won't you be sweeter to me

_________________________________

Oh! Ah!

_________________________________

Am I forgiven?

_________________________________

No. I was just afraid

you'd sing another verse.

_________________________________

Rita, I wasn't eavesdropping,

I swear to you.

_________________________________

Oh, really?

_________________________________

What were you doing, then, Roddy?

_________________________________

Well, I was actually, uh, just

watching you with your family...

_________________________________

and...

_________________________________

thinking how lucky you were.

_________________________________

(RITA SIGHS)

_________________________________

Lucky? Stuck with you?

_________________________________

So our deal's still on?

_________________________________

Sure it is.

_________________________________

(SPITTING)

_________________________________

(SPITTING)

_________________________________

Look, I really want to

help out more around here.

_________________________________

Just give me a job.

Anything, engineer, navigator.

_________________________________

I could drive for a bit if you like.

_________________________________

(SCOFFS)

_________________________________
DORY: Are we there yet?
HANK: Sh. Keep it down!

_________________________________

Hank, I'm so glad I found you.

It feels like... I... Destiny.

_________________________________

For what must be the millionth time,

it's not destiny.

_________________________________

Uh-oh. Have I said "destiny" before?

I'm sorry.

_________________________________

I'm just so nervous

because I'm gonna meet my parents.

_________________________________

I haven't seen them in I don't even know

how long because...

_________________________________

-you see I suffer from short-term...

-HANK: Short-term memory loss.

_________________________________

Look, no more talking. Okay?

I don't like talking.

_________________________________

I don't like chatter and questions.

And, "How are you? Oh, I'm fine."

_________________________________

(PHONE RINGING)

_________________________________

"How are you? I'm fine too."

News flash -nobody's fine.

_________________________________

Oh, I'm fine. How are you?

_________________________________

(SIGHS)

_________________________________

-Hank, look, there's a map!

-Sh!

_________________________________

The plan is you're gonna read that

and figure out where your parents live.

_________________________________

Then I'm on the truck to Cleveland.

You got it?

_________________________________

Got it. What was the first part again?

_________________________________

Ugh.

_________________________________

What? The octopus escaped again?

_________________________________

Wow. Look at all the exhibits.

_________________________________

How can you do this park in one day?

Seriously.

_________________________________

-Pick one!

-Okay. Um...

_________________________________

(GROANS) Well,

tell everyone to keep an eye out.

_________________________________

We're supposed to be releasing

the octopus back to the ocean today.

_________________________________

Well, of course I haven't seen him.

If I was looking I'd find him.

_________________________________

Hank! There you are.

_________________________________

-Hurry up!

-Okay. Okay.

_________________________________

K. It starts with a "k."

Kid z-own-y. Kid zone!

_________________________________

No! No kids. Kids grab things.

_________________________________

And I'm not losing

another tentacle for you.

_________________________________

You lost a tentacle?

Well then you're not an octopus,

_________________________________

you're a septopus.

_________________________________

I may not remember, but I can count.

_________________________________

-Hurry up!

-Okay.

_________________________________

Journey to the... Hey, look. Shells.

_________________________________

(GASPS)

_________________________________

Hey, look. Shells!

_________________________________

(CHARLIE CHUCKLING)

_________________________________

Daddy, here's a shell for you.

_________________________________

That's great, Dory.

You found another one.

_________________________________

-I did?

-Oh, yes, you did.

_________________________________

You're getting good at this, Dory.

_________________________________

(FISH LAUGHING)

_________________________________

Hey, look. Shells!

_________________________________

(JENNY CHUCKLES)

_________________________________

-Hey, I live there.

-Yes! Yes, indeed.

_________________________________

-I like shells.

-(LAUGHS) That's right, dear.

_________________________________

Do you think you could find me

another shell?

_________________________________

(WHISPERS) Purple ones

are my favourite.

_________________________________

Okay, Mommy.

_________________________________

Mommy. Purple shell. Purple shell!

Hey, my home had a purple shell.

_________________________________

So what? Half the exhibits here

have purple shells in them.

_________________________________

No, no, no. You don't understand.

I remember her now.

_________________________________

Purple shells were her favourite

and she had this adorable giggle.

_________________________________

And then my dad was really friendly.

_________________________________

And now your wacky memory's

gonna get us caught.

_________________________________

Still think this is destiny?

_________________________________

-Hank, we have to find my folks!

-Quiet!

_________________________________

Ugh. Base, this is Carol.

_________________________________

Uh, I think I might have found

that missing octopus. Over.

_________________________________

-See what you did?

-Sorry.

_________________________________

This could not be worse.

_________________________________

Hmm. "Destiny." (GASPS) Destiny.

_________________________________

-Hank. I got a feeling.

-Sh!

_________________________________

I think we should get in the bucket.

_________________________________

-No. Stop.

-Seriously. It says "destiny" and it is...

_________________________________

-No, no, no, no, no.

-We've got to get in that bucket.

_________________________________

-I'm not going with you in that bucket.

-Here...I...go...in...the...bucket. Bye.

_________________________________

(GASPS)

_________________________________

Hey, guys, I'm looking for my family.

Oh, good idea. Play dead.

_________________________________

(HANK GASPS)

_________________________________

I'm sorry. I got to blink. How do you

hold your eyes open that long?

_________________________________

(GRUNTING)

_________________________________

(GROANS)

_________________________________

Hey, guys. Wait a second.

_________________________________

(SCREAMS)

_________________________________

(PANTING)

_________________________________

(SCREAMS)

_________________________________

Our next guest

has been here a very long time.

_________________________________

She's a whale shark.

Her name is Destiny.

_________________________________

Destiny? Really?

_________________________________

You'll notice she's extremely

near-sighted and has trouble...

_________________________________

navigating her environment.

Oh! And here she comes now.

_________________________________

Ooh! Destiny. (GASPS) You're a fish?

_________________________________

(DESTINY GROANS)

_________________________________

Wait. What?

_________________________________

-Hi! Hello there.

-Whoa! Oh. Whoa.

_________________________________

All right, I'll go with you.

_________________________________

-Excuse me.

-Is that blue blob talking?

_________________________________

-Can you help me? I lost my family.

-You lost your family?

_________________________________

Well, it's a long story,

_________________________________

and truth be told,

I don't remember most of it.

_________________________________
Aw, that is so sad.

You poor thi... (SCREAMS)

_________________________________

(DESTINY PANTING)

_________________________________

Sorry. Not a great swimmer.

I can't see very well.

_________________________________

Oh, I think you swim beautifully.

_________________________________

In fact, I've never seen a fish

swim like that before.

_________________________________

(VOCALIZING) Thank you.

_________________________________

(VOCALIZING) You're welcome.

_________________________________

Wait. Say that again.

_________________________________

Um, you're (VOCALIZING) welcome.

_________________________________

-Dory?

-Yes.

_________________________________

-Dory?

-Yes.

_________________________________

-Dory?

-Yes.

_________________________________

-(GASPS) Dory!

-Yes.

_________________________________

-You and I were friends!

-No!

_________________________________

-Dory, it's me! Destiny!

-You know me?

_________________________________

Of course! We talked through the pipes

when we were little.

_________________________________

-We were pipe pals!

-We were?

_________________________________

-(GASPS) Aw, you're so pretty.

-So you know where I'm from?

_________________________________

Yep, you are from

the Open Ocean exhibit.

_________________________________

I'm from the Open Ocean exhibit?

_________________________________

(GASPS) Then that's

where my parents are.

_________________________________

We got to go. Can you take me there?

_________________________________

Uh... Kind of tough for a whale

to travel around here.

_________________________________

Can you please keep it down

over there? My head hurts.

_________________________________

-(DESTINY GROANS)

-Who's that?

_________________________________

(WHISPERING)

That's my neighbour, Bailey.

_________________________________

He was brought in with a head injury.

_________________________________

I know you're talking about me, Destiny.

_________________________________

He thinks he can't use his echolocation,

but I've overheard...

_________________________________

the doctors talking.

There's not a thing wrong with him.

_________________________________

Hear every word

you're saying about me.

_________________________________

What's echolocation?

_________________________________

Bailey's head is supposed to put out

a call and the echo helps him...

_________________________________

find objects far away.

Oh, but apparently he's still "healing."

_________________________________

Now I know you're talking about me.

_________________________________

-I really can't echolocate.

-Oh.

_________________________________

I cannot have this conversation again.

I just can't.

_________________________________

I hit my head very hard out there.

See how swollen it is!

_________________________________

Your head is supposed to be big!

You're a beluga!

_________________________________

Echolocation.

_________________________________

Oh, like the world's

most powerful pair of glasses?

_________________________________

-What?

-What are glasses?

_________________________________

It's sort of like you go, "hoo"

_________________________________

and then you see things.

Why do I know that?

_________________________________

Oh. That's interesting.

_________________________________

There you are!

Listen up, you and I are square.

_________________________________

I took you to the map,

now give me that tag!

_________________________________

Wait, no. I know where my parents are.

They're in the...

_________________________________

What's it called? The place...

The soap and lotion?

_________________________________

-BOTH: Open Ocean.

-Open Ocean!

_________________________________

(GASPS) Open Ocean!

I know where that is.

_________________________________

That's the exhibit located right next to...

I don't care.

_________________________________

-Easy!

-(DESTINY GASPS)

_________________________________

If you're trying to get to the Open Ocean

exhibit go through the pipes.

_________________________________

-HANK: Through the pipes. Great.

-Through the pipes?

_________________________________

Yep. Take two lefts, swim straight

and you'll hit it.

_________________________________

Oh, that's a lot of directions. That's...

Did you get that, Hank? All that?

_________________________________

-Uh, yeah.

-Great! Let's go.

_________________________________

I'm not going with you. I won't fit.

You have to go by yourself.

_________________________________

Um...

_________________________________

That's... I'm... I... See, I can't because

I'm not so good with directions.

_________________________________

Well, that's too bad. A deal's a deal.

You wanted to find your parents?

_________________________________

That's how you get to them.

Now give me your tag.

_________________________________

But, Hank, I can't go in the pipes alone.

I'll forget where I'm going.

_________________________________

-Not my problem. Tag!

-But I can't get in that way.

_________________________________

-I'm sorry, but there's no other way.

-There's no other way. (GASPS)

_________________________________

(GRUNTS)

_________________________________

-There's no other way.

-Now, now. Don't panic.

_________________________________

It's okay. Not everything in life is

easy to do. Isn't that right, Charlie?

_________________________________

She's right. When something's

too hard, you should just give up.

_________________________________

-Charlie!

-A joke. I'm kidding!

_________________________________

Just a joke. A joke.

Caution, joker at work.

_________________________________

-Joke. I got it.

-(BABY DORY LAUGHS)

_________________________________

You see, kelpcake?

There's always another way.

_________________________________

Thank you, Daddy.

_________________________________

Thank you, Daddy.

_________________________________

(GASPS) Nope. My father said

there's always another way.

_________________________________

-What? There is no other way.

-Open Ocean. Open Ocean. Hmm...

_________________________________

Open Ocean. I'm pretty sure

it's the building over there.

_________________________________

That's ill-defined and roundish.

Like Bailey's head.

_________________________________

-Wait, what?

-Always another way. There's...

_________________________________

There! Guys, follow me.

I know how we can get to locomotion.

_________________________________

BOTH: Open Ocean.
DORY: Exactly.

_________________________________

Um, guys.

You know I can't swim over there, right?

_________________________________

BOTH: Ooo-roo, ooo-roo, ooo-roo.

_________________________________
MARLIN: I don't see how this

is going to get us inside.

_________________________________

What are you even doing?

_________________________________

We're calling her over, of course.

_________________________________

Calling her over? Calling who over?

_________________________________

(BIRDS WARBLING)

_________________________________

Lads, meet Becky.

_________________________________

(SQUAWKS)

_________________________________

Flying? No, no, no new information.

_________________________________

Listen, tell her thank you.

_________________________________

You guys have gone

above and beyond. Really.

_________________________________

But is there a way to get in

that involves, like, swimming?

_________________________________

Because that's really our strength.

_________________________________

Look, your friend is going to be

in quarantine.

_________________________________

That's where they take the sick fish.

_________________________________

And the one and only one way

into that place is Becky.

_________________________________

-(SQUAWKS)

-(MARLIN SCREAMS)

_________________________________

(MARLIN CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

_________________________________

Hi, Becky.

_________________________________

Ow! Stop. Let's call

her Pecky because this is hurting.

_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) I think she likes you, Dad.

_________________________________

Becky, love? These two nice fish

need to get into quarantine.

_________________________________

Are you free today, Rebecca darling?

_________________________________

Becky, is... Would that work

with your schedule? Ow!

_________________________________

She doesn't understand

what I'm saying.

_________________________________

All you have to do

is imprint with her, mate.

_________________________________

-Imp... What?

-BOTH: Imprint.

_________________________________

Look her in the eye and say, "ooo-roo"

and she'll be in sync with you.

_________________________________

-Now look her in the eye.

-Yeah.

_________________________________

(GROANS) Nemo, I think we should

devise an alternate plan.

_________________________________

One that involves staying in the water

and someone sane.

_________________________________

Because this bird, this bird...

This ain't the bird!

_________________________________

That's fine, Dad. And in the meantime,

Dory will just forget us.

_________________________________

Like you said, it's what she does best.

_________________________________

(SIGHS) Fine.

_________________________________

Uh...

_________________________________

Okay, look her in the eye. Which eye?

_________________________________
FLUKE: Just pick one, mate.

_________________________________
MARLIN: Becky.

_________________________________

Uh...

_________________________________

(ECHOING) Ooh. Ooo-roo.

Roo-roo, Becky.

_________________________________

(SQUAWKS)

_________________________________

(NEMO LAUGHING)

_________________________________

Okay, this is all great.

_________________________________

How exactly is Becky

supposed to carry us?

_________________________________

Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. Gerald!

_________________________________

-Hmm?

-RUDDER: Yeah, Gerald.

_________________________________

-FLUKE: Come on, son.

-Hmm?

_________________________________

Come on, Gerald. Give us your pail,

we'll let you sit on the rock.

_________________________________

-Yeah, Gerald. We swear it.

-Hmm.

_________________________________

(LAUGHS)

_________________________________

That's right. Shimmy on over here.

_________________________________

-(LAUGHING)

-Come on. You can do it.

_________________________________

-That's right.

-(GRUNTING)

_________________________________

Mind you don't scuff your bum.

_________________________________

(GRUNTING)

_________________________________

-Thank you so much, Gerald.

-(LAUGHING)

_________________________________

Welcome to your time on this rock.

_________________________________

-Comfortable, isn't it?

-(CHUCKLES)

_________________________________

BOTH: Time's up! Get off!

_________________________________

-Off! Off! Off! Off!

-Time's up! Now get off, Gerald! Off!

_________________________________

No, this is nuts! Why do I keep getting

talked into insane choices?

_________________________________

-(BECKY SQUAWKS)

-Good luck!

_________________________________

(SCREAMING)

_________________________________

Okay, when I tell you you're gonna...

_________________________________

Yeah. I know. I'm gonna signal

with a big splash.

_________________________________

On my mark. Not clear yet.

Not clear yet.

_________________________________

-Now?

-Not 'til Destiny gives the signal.

_________________________________

(HANK CHEWING LOUDLY)

_________________________________

You know something? I have no idea

why you're even doing this.

_________________________________

What do you mean?

_________________________________

It seems like a lot of trouble

just to find some more fish.

_________________________________

If I had short-term memory loss...

_________________________________

I'd just swim off into the blue

and forget everything.

_________________________________

Well I don't want to do that.

I want my family.

_________________________________

Not me, kid. I don't want anyone

to worry about.

_________________________________

You're lucky. No memories.

No problems.

_________________________________

Huh. No memories. No problems.

_________________________________

Still not clear. Still not clear.

_________________________________

You don't have to say when it's not time.

_________________________________

-Not...

-Just tell me when it is time.

_________________________________

Okay, here we go. And... Wait!

_________________________________

(INHALES) "Here we go. Wait."

Are you serious?

_________________________________

-Okay, on the count of three.

-Don't count. Just say, "Go."

_________________________________

-Go! Now, now. Do it! Do it!

-What? Okay, okay. (GRUNTS)

_________________________________

-Wow. Look at that! I mean...

-That's the signal.

_________________________________

-Go, go, go! That's the signal!

-(GRUNTING)

_________________________________
HANK: Now remember,

Destiny said follow the signs

_________________________________

-to the Open Ocean exhibit.

-DORY: Uh-huh.

_________________________________
HANK: I can't see squat,

so it's your job to look for it.

_________________________________

Got it. Follow the signs to Open Ocean.

_________________________________

I'm just gonna repeat it, okay?

That should work.

_________________________________

Follow the signs to Open Ocean.

Follow the signs to Open Ocean.

_________________________________

Mm. Go right! Follow the signs

to Open Ocean.

_________________________________

Follow the signs to Open Ocean.

Follow the signs to Open Ocean. Left!

_________________________________

-Follow the signs to Open Ocean.

-And steer clear of people, will you?

_________________________________

Especially kids.

I don't want to be touched.

_________________________________

Sh! Do not mess me up!

_________________________________

(BOTH SCREAM)

_________________________________

Oh, poor baby.

Let me get that for you. Here you... Oh!

_________________________________

Oh, my. Ugh.

_________________________________

-Where do we go? Where do we go?

-(GIRL CRYING)

_________________________________

Oh, sorry!

Okay, I was looking, looking...

_________________________________
MARLIN: Roo-roo, Becky!

Drop us anywhere. We're okay.

_________________________________

Just wait, Dad. I think she's looking

for a place to land.

_________________________________

She's confused, Nemo. She doesn't

even know which way to look.

_________________________________

(GIRL CRYING)

_________________________________

(SQUAWKS)

_________________________________

(MARLIN SCREAMING)

_________________________________

Wait, Becky. What are you doing?

Ooo-roo. Ooo-roo-roo-roo-roo.

_________________________________

(SQUAWKS)

_________________________________

Okay. I was going somewhere.

The question is where.

_________________________________

Which way? Do you see the sign?

_________________________________

I'm looking. I'm looking. Something to

something gets me to my family!

_________________________________

"The world's most powerful pair of..."

_________________________________

I know that. Why do I know that?

It's another memory.

_________________________________

Hank, we need to go that way!

Left. Go left.

_________________________________
CLAIRE: We are at the halfway point
of the second event,

_________________________________

and things are getting interesting.

_________________________________

(SOFTLY) Got it.

_________________________________

BARNACLE:

Pick on someone your own size!

_________________________________

-You heard the captain.

-BARNACLE: Get lost!

_________________________________

There's no room

for passengers on this boat.

_________________________________

Let go, you sticky little...

_________________________________
CLAIRE: Only two teams left.

_________________________________

Who will make it out with their flag,

_________________________________

and who will be eliminated?

_________________________________
BROCK: In a real Scare,

_________________________________

you do not want to get caught

by a kid's parent.

_________________________________

And in this event,

you do not want to get caught by

_________________________________

the librarian.

_________________________________

(SHUSHING)

_________________________________

Quiet.

_________________________________

(SCOFFS) What's so scary

about a little old librarian?

_________________________________

-(CHAIR CREAKS)

-(GASPS)

_________________________________

I said, "Quiet."

_________________________________

(SCREAMING)

_________________________________

(GRUNTS)

_________________________________

(ALL LAUGHING)

_________________________________

(GASPING)

_________________________________

(WHIMPERS)

_________________________________

-Faster.

-Slow and steady.

_________________________________

-Slow and steady.

-Slow and steady.

_________________________________

BOTH: Slow and steady.

_________________________________

Slow and steady.

_________________________________
MARLIN: Becky! Ooo-roo. Ooo-roo.

_________________________________

She can't hear you, Dad.

_________________________________

All right. New plan. We have to get

closer to Becky so she can hear us.

_________________________________

-(GRUNTING)

-I don't think we should move the pail.

_________________________________

Nemo. Without me Becky's lost.

_________________________________

Dad, just trust her.

_________________________________

Trust her? So she can forget us

all together?

_________________________________

-I trust Becky.

-You trust her? Becky's eating a cup!

_________________________________

(SQUAWKS)

_________________________________

Becky! Becky! Ooo-roo! Whoa!

_________________________________

Ah. (GROANS)

_________________________________

Well, at least we're not stuck

in the bucket any more.

_________________________________

-(MARLIN GROANS)

-(NEMO SIGHS)

_________________________________

Or on top of quarantine.

_________________________________
SIGOURNEY: The baby otter talk

is beginning now.

_________________________________

Why, thanks, Sigourney Weaver.

Hey, who wants to learn about otters?

_________________________________

(CHILDREN CHEERING)

_________________________________
DORY: Looking for the world's

most powerful pair of glasses.

_________________________________

(GASPS) Otters!

_________________________________

-Welcome, it's a huge cuddle party!

-Cuddle party! I'm in!

_________________________________

Where are we?

Are we close to Open Ocean?

_________________________________

Uh, yes. I think... Well, I don't know.

But I saw that other sign so...

_________________________________

What? What other sign?

_________________________________

The world's most powerful

pair of glasses.

_________________________________

What? What are you talking about?

Why would we follow that sign?

_________________________________

Well, because I remembered it.

_________________________________

No. That wasn't the plan. Ow!

_________________________________

All right, that's it!

You have wasted my time!

_________________________________

-Wait. No.

-That transport truck leaves at dawn...

_________________________________

and I'm not missing it,

so give me your tag.

_________________________________

Wait. No, I remembered that sign.

_________________________________

-So?

-So I'm remembering more...

_________________________________
and more and I feel like my memory's

getting better. I think we should...

_________________________________

No! Your memory is not working.

You can't remember anything.

_________________________________

It's probably how you lost your family

in the first place!

_________________________________

(GASPS)

_________________________________

All right, look, let's just take it down

a notch. Just give me the tag and...

_________________________________

You know something, for a guy

with three hearts you're not very nice.

_________________________________

Three hearts? What are you talking

about? I don't have three hearts.

_________________________________

-Yes, you do.

-I don't!

_________________________________

-You do!

-Don't!

_________________________________

-Do!

-Stop saying that!

_________________________________

Fun fact- the octopus has three hearts.

_________________________________

Two pump blood to the gills

while the third pumps...

_________________________________

-blood throughout the body.

-Wait!

_________________________________

Whoa! (SCREAMING)

_________________________________

You know, someone with three hearts

shouldn't be so mean.

_________________________________

And it's mean to say that

I would lose someone I love!

_________________________________

I did not lose them! Hank?

_________________________________

Hank? Hank?

_________________________________
SPIKE: I'm the captain,
and I say go left.

_________________________________
WHITEY: Would that be port

or starboard, Spike?

_________________________________

There they are!

_________________________________

Go get them, lads!

_________________________________

Whee!

_________________________________

-(CHUCKLES)

-(TOASTER RINGS)

_________________________________

-Rita!

-Hmm.

_________________________________

(SNICKERING)

_________________________________

Wait for it, wait for it... Now!

_________________________________

(BOHEMIAN LIKE YOU PLAYING)

_________________________________

Have another go if you think

you're fast enough!

_________________________________

-Whoo-hoo!

-Ahh!

_________________________________
RITA: Hold on, Roddy!

_________________________________

Get that cable, lads!

_________________________________

Whoa!

_________________________________

You've got a great car

_________________________________

Yeah, what's wrong with it today

_________________________________

-You may now kiss the bride.

-Huh?

_________________________________

(GASPING)

_________________________________

(YELLING)

_________________________________

-Congratulations, by the way!

-(GASPS)

_________________________________

DRIVER: Watch your starboard!
RODDY: Rita!

_________________________________

Rita! Can we go a little faster, please?

_________________________________

We don't have to!

_________________________________
RITA: Go, go, purple custard!

_________________________________

Ooh!

_________________________________

Oh!

_________________________________

Ah!

_________________________________

Whoa!

_________________________________

-(GRUNTS)

-End of the line, Millicent.

_________________________________

Oh, yeah! Haha!

_________________________________

-Rita, try and go right!

-What?

_________________________________

Just trust me!

_________________________________

I hope you know what you're doing!

_________________________________

Now head for the rope!

_________________________________

Okay.

_________________________________

(GASPS)

_________________________________

Oh, no.

_________________________________

Well done, Roddy!

_________________________________

We did it! We did it!

_________________________________

We didn't do it.

_________________________________

(SNICKERING)

_________________________________

Whoa! Rita,

can you get me back on the boat?

_________________________________

Oh! (GRUNTING)

_________________________________

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

_________________________________

(GRUNTS IN ANNOYANCE)

_________________________________

(GASPS)

_________________________________

-Sullivan!

-Sullivan!

_________________________________

-Sullivan!

-Sullivan!

_________________________________

(ALL SHUSHING)

_________________________________

(ALL GROANING)

_________________________________

(FLOORBOARD CREAKS)

_________________________________

(GASPS)

_________________________________

Hmm.

_________________________________

Whew! (GASPS)

_________________________________

(GRUNTS)

_________________________________

(GASPING)

_________________________________

(STRAINING) Ooh!

_________________________________

(GRUNTS)

_________________________________

-(GROWLS)

-(GASPS)

_________________________________

-No!

-(POPPING)
_________________________________

-Han-s.

-No. Not Hans. I'm looking for Hank.

_________________________________

-Han-s.

-Hank. With a "k." Hank.

_________________________________

-Hands!

-Hands? Oh, oh, oh, hands!

_________________________________

(SCREAMS)

_________________________________

(SCREAMS)

_________________________________

-Hank! Hank?

-(GROANING)

_________________________________

My arm!

_________________________________

Hank!

_________________________________

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

_________________________________

(SCREAMS) Where are you? Hank!

_________________________________

Oh! Ahh! Can you please help me?

I'm looking for...

_________________________________

(BOTH SCREAMING)

_________________________________

Please help me. I've lost

my friend Frank. I'm sorry, not Frank.

_________________________________

You're in my space! (SCREAMS)

_________________________________

He's an octopus. No, septo...

Septopus. That's right.

_________________________________

(GROWLING)

_________________________________
TERRI: Five, six, seven, eight!

(SCATTING)

_________________________________

BOTH: Look over here!

_________________________________

-(TERRY CHUCKLING)

-(TERRI SINGING)

_________________________________

-(LAUGHING)

-(PLATES SHATTERING)

_________________________________

-Is that legal?

-You better believe it, mop top!

_________________________________

The only rule is don't get caught.

_________________________________

(CONTINUES LAUGHING)

_________________________________

Whoo!

_________________________________

(LAUGHING)

_________________________________

-(GASPS)

-(ALL GRUNTING)

_________________________________

-Ooh!

-BOTH: Hey! Over here!

_________________________________

(GROWLS)

_________________________________

(SCREAMS)
_________________________________

He's a septopus. Septopus.

Septopus. Septopus. (GASPS)

_________________________________

One, two, three, four, five, six, s...

Septopus! He's camouflaged!

_________________________________

(PANTING)

_________________________________

(YELPS)

_________________________________

Hank. Come on, Hank!

Let's get out of here.

_________________________________

-(GRUNTING)

-Dory, what are you doing?

_________________________________

(STAMMERING) Hank!

What's the plan?

_________________________________

The plan is I'm gonna stay here forever.

_________________________________

Okay. Good plan.

_________________________________

(SCREAMING)

_________________________________

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Hank. I'm sorry.

I can't remember right. (GASPS)

_________________________________

-Sweetie. Sweetie.

-Oh, watch out, kelpcake.

_________________________________

Oh, watch where you're going.

_________________________________

I'm sorry, Daddy.

I'm sorry I can't remember right.

_________________________________

Oh, sweetie.

Sweetie, you don't need to be sorry.

_________________________________

You know what you need to do?

Just keep swimming.

_________________________________

Yeah.

_________________________________

And I bet you can remember

that because we're just...

_________________________________

Um...

_________________________________

We're gonna sing a song about it.

_________________________________

♪ Just keep swimming

Just keep swimming

_________________________________

BOTH: ♪ Just keep swimming

Swimming, swimming

_________________________________

♪ What do we do?

We swim

_________________________________

♪ Swim, swim, swim

We swim

_________________________________

-♪ We swim, swim, swim

-DORY: ♪ Just keep swimming ♪

_________________________________

(LAUGHS)

_________________________________

(LAUGHING)

_________________________________

(GASPS) My parents

taught me that song!

_________________________________

We sang it as a family.

_________________________________

All this time I thought I made it up!

_________________________________

-What song?

-Just keep swimming.

_________________________________

Hank, we've just got to keep swimming.

_________________________________

What? No way! Listen to me,

it's too dangerous to move.

_________________________________

No, you listen to me. I know

you're scared, but you can't give up.

_________________________________

Follow me.

_________________________________

♪ Just keep swimming

Just keep swimming

_________________________________

(SCREAMS)

_________________________________

♪ My mom wrote

this song for me

_________________________________

(BOTH SCREAM)

_________________________________

♪ It's gonna get us out of here ♪

_________________________________

Sing with me, Hank. Come on.

_________________________________

Are you sure about this, Spike?

_________________________________

These things are

supposed to be dangerous.

_________________________________

Danger is my middle name.

_________________________________

-I thought it was Leslie.

-(GROANS)

_________________________________

Just thought I'd drop in.

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Rita, do something quick! Anything!

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-Hang on tight!

-(SNICKERING)

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Ah!

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-Whoa!

-(CONTNUES SNICKERING)

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Uh-oh.

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Any last requests?

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Yes. Could you fly quite suddenly off

the boat, screaming like a girl?

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What? (SCREAMS)

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Oh, dear.

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-Come and get me!

-Come and get me! Whoo-hoo!

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Guys, what are you doing?

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They said don't let her catch you.

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But they didn't say how!

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Move it! Move it! Move it! Come on!

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(GROWLS)

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(ALL SCREAM)

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ALL: Whoa!

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(ALL GRUNT)

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(GASPS) I'm coming, Mommy.

I'm coming, Daddy!

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-We're gonna be okay.

-Stop!

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-Huh?

-Turn back.

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Turn back!

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ALL: You're headed

right for Poker's Cove.

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Poker's Cove.

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-Poker's Cove?

-Incoming!

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(GRUNTING)

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-(SCREAMS)

-Stop it!

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CHILDREN: Oh, what is this?

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(CHILDREN SCREAMING)

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HANK: Sorry.

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DORY: That's okay. Everybody does it.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

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Whew! (CHUCKLES)

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We did it!

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No, we didn't. We forgot the flag!

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-SQUISHY: Mike?

-(GASPS)

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-Way to go, Squishy!

-Way to go, Squishy!

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How?

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Misdirection.

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(LIBRARIAN GROWLS)

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(ALL SCREAMING)

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(ALL CHEERING)

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The EEKs have been eliminated

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and Oozma Kappa live

to scare another day!

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ALL: (CHANTING)

We're OK! We're OK! We're OK!

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-Whoo-hoo!

-Oh, yeah!

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Yes!

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(CHRISTOPHER CROSS: SAILING)

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Sailing takes me away

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To where I've always heard it could be

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(SLOW AND DISTORTED) Look out!

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(SCREAMING)

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MALE RAT: You darn foreigners!

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(GROANING)

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Do you think the boss

will be annoyed with us?
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Hank? Oh, Hank. There you are.

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Wow. You got us out of there.

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Huh. I did.

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I got us out of there.

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I mean, technically

you also got us in there.

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But if you hadn't I'm not sure

we would have gotten here.

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Echolocation. Echolocation!

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The world's most powerful pair

of glasses. We found it!

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No. You found that.

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(GASPS)

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SIGOURNEY ON SPEAKERS:

Welcome to the Open Ocean.

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Home.

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SQUISHY: I've never felt so alive!

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TERRI: We were awesome!

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Okay, look. That wasn't real Scaring.

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It was better than what you did.

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You should've stuck to my strategy.

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Whatever.

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Talk to me when we start

the real Scaring.

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