Thursday, October 25, 2018

Disney NeverEnding Chronicles (2018) - Subtitles (en)

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Imagining in January 2018–February 2018
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(BIRDS CHIRPING)
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(INSECTS CHIRPING AND BUZZING)
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(GRASS RUSTLES)
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(GASPS)
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No, no, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.
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I'm lost! Where's the line?
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(MURMURING)
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It just went away. What do I do?
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-Help!
-We'll be stuck here forever!
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SOIL: Do not panic. Do not panic!
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We are trained professionals.
Now, stay calm.
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We are going around the leaf.
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Around the leaf?
I don't think we can do that.
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Oh, nonsense. This is nothing
compared to the twig of '93.
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That's it. That's it. Good!
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You're doing great!
There you go. There you go!
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Watch my eyes. Don't look away.
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-And here's the line again.
-Thank you. Thank you, Mr. Soil.
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Good job, everybody!
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Oh, my. There's quite a gap, Mr. Soil.
Shouldn't we tell the queen?
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I don't think we need
to involve the queen in this.
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She's got enough on her plate already,
training her daughter.
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Oh, yes. Princess Atta, the poor dear.
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Oh, wind's died down.
They'll be here soon.
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-Just be confident, dear. You'll be fine.
-Ah! There's a gap.
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There's a gap in the line.
What are we gonna do?
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It's okay, Your Highness.
Gaps happen.
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We just lost a few inches, that's all.
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Oh, right.
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Your Highness, I can't count
when you hover like that.
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Oh, of course. I'm sorry. Go ahead.
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Guys, go shade someone else
for a while.
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Okay, Atta. Now what do we do?
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Oh! Don't tell me.
I know it. I know it. What is it?
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-We relax.
-(CHUCKLES) Right.
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Oh, it'll be fine.
It's the same, year after year.
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They come, they eat, they leave.
That's our lot in life.
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It's not a lot, but it's our life.
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Isn't that right, Aphie?
Oh, you're such a cute little aphid.
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(RUMBLING)
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-Ditch Dot!
-Yeah, yeah!
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Hey, come back here!
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(BUZZING)
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(GRUNTS)
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-QUEEN: Dot!
-Yes, Mother.
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What did I tell you about trying to fly?
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Not until my wings grow in.
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-QUEEN: Right.
-But, Mom...
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Dot, you're a young queen ant,
and your wings are too little to be...
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I was talking to Mother.
You're not the queen yet, Atta.
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Now, Dot, be nice to your sister.
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It's not my fault she's so stressed out.
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(SIGHS) I know, I know.
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I'm always acting like the sky is falling.
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-MALE ANT: Look out!
-Atta!
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ANT 1: Princess Atta!
ANT 2: Princess Atta!
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ATTA: Oh!
ANT 1: Hey!
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ANT 1: Stop that!
ANT 2: What do you think you're doing?
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ANT 1: You could have killed somebody
over here.
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-(GASPS) I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
-Oh, it's Flik.
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I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!
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Please forgive me. I'm sorry!
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(COUGHS)
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-Princess Atta!
-Flik, what are you doing?
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Oh... Oh, this! This is my new idea
for harvesting grain.
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No more picking individual kernels.
You can just cut down the entire stalk!
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-Flik, we don't have time for this.
-Exactly!
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We never have time
to collect food for ourselves,
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'cause we spend all summer harvesting
for the offering.
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But my invention
will speed up production.
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(GROANS) Another invention?
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Yeah, and I've got
something for you, too.
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-Flik!
-Since you're gonna be queen soon,
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you could use this
to oversee production.
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Dr. Flora, if I may.
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-ATTA: This is all very nice, but...
-What?
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Just an ordinary blade of grass
and a bead of dew, right?
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-Flik, please.
-Wrong! It is, in fact, a telescope.
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-It's very clever, Flik, but...
-Hello, princess!
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My, aren't you looking
lovely this morning!
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Not, of course, that you would need
a telescope to see that.
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All right, listen!
The princess doesn't have time for this!
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You want to help us fill this thing?
Then get rid of that machine,
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get back in line
and pick grain like everybody else!
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-Like everybody else!
-Please, Flik. Just go.
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I'm sorry. I was...
I was really just trying...
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Trying to help.
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Harvester. Why, we've harvested
the same way ever since I was a pupa.
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ATTA: Where were we?
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THORNY: The food pile,
Your Highness.
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ATTA: Oh, yes. Yes.
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DOT: Hey, Flik! Flik! Wait up!
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-Oh. Hello, princess.
-You can call me Dot.
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Here, you forgot this.
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Thanks. You can keep it.
I can make another one.
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-I like your inventions.
-Really? Well, you're the first.
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I'm beginning to think
nothing I do works.
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-This works.
-Great. One success.
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(SIGHS)
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-I'm never gonna make a difference.
-Me, neither.
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I'm a royal ant, and I can't even fly yet.
I'm too little.
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-Being little's not such a bad thing.
-Yes, it is.
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-No, it's not.
-Is, too!
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-Is not. Is not.
-Is, too. Is, too.
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-Is not. Is not. Is not...
-Is, too. Is, too.
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A seed. I need... I need a seed.
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(GROANS)
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Here, here.
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Pretend... Pretend that that's a seed.
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-It's a rock.
-I know it's a rock. I know.
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But let's just pretend for
a minute that it's a seed, all right?
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We'll just use our imaginations.
Now, do you see our tree?
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Everything that made that giant tree
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is already contained
inside this tiny little seed.
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All it needs is some time, a little bit
of sunshine and rain, and voila!
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This rock will be a tree?
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Seed to tree. You've got to work
with me, here, all right? Okay.
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You might not feel
like you can do much now,
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but that's just because,
well, you're not a tree yet.
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You just have to give yourself
some time. You're still a seed.
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-But it's a rock.
-I know it's a rock!
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Don't you think I know a rock
when I see a rock?
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-I've spent a lot of time around rocks!
-You're weird, but I like you.
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(CONCH SOUNDING)
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(GASPS) They're here.
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ALL: They're here!
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DOT: Mom! Where are you?
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MALE ANT: They're coming!
FEMALE ANT: Run!
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-Dot! Dot!
-Mom!
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-Mom!
-Thank heavens!
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Food to the offering stone.
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(WHISTLES) Okay, everyone,
single file.
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Food to the offering stone
and into the anthill. Now let's go!
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ANT: Go, go, go, go!
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Come on.
Keep moving, keep moving! Good.
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Okay. That's everyone.
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FLIK: Hey! Hey, wait for me!
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Get the food to the offering stone,
then into the anthill.
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(RATTLING)
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(SCREAMS)
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No! No, no, no, no, no!
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Oh, no.
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Princess Atta! Princess Atta!
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(DRONING BUZZ APPROACHING)
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Princess Atta!
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(MUFFLED DRONING)
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They come, they eat, they leave.
They come, they eat, they leave.
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Excuse me, pardon me. Pardon me.
Coming through. Excuse me.
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Sorry. Coming through. Princess Atta,
there's something I need to tell you.
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Not now, Flik.
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But, Your Highness,
it's about the offering!
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GRASSHOPPER 1:
Hey, what's going on?
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GRASSHOPPER 2:
Yeah, where's the food?
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(ALL GASP)
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-What did you do?
-It was an accident?
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(CACKLING)
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(GRASSHOPPERS WHOOPING)
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Ooh.
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Where's the food?
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Hopper.
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HOPPER: So where is it?
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Where's my food?
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(ECHOING)
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-Isn't it up there?
-What?
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-The food was in a leaf sitting on...
-Excuse me.
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Are you sure it's not up there?
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-Are you saying I'm stupid?
-ATTA: No.
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Do I look stupid to you?
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Let's think about the logic, shall we?
Let's just think about it for a second.
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If it was up there,
would I be coming down here,
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to your level, looking for it?
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-I...
-Why am I even talking to you?
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You're not the queen.
You don't smell like the queen.
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She's learning
to take over from me, Hopper.
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Oh, I see. Under new management.
So it's your fault.
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No, it wasn't me. It was...
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HOPPER: Uh-uh-uh.
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First rule of leadership,
everything is your fault.
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It's a bug-eat-bug world
out there, Princess,
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one of those circle-of-life
kind of things.
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Now, let me tell you
how things are supposed to work.
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The sun grows the food.
The ants pick the food.
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-The grasshoppers eat the food...
-And the birds eat the grasshoppers.
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Hey, like the one that nearly ate you,
you remember? You remember?
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-Oh, you should've seen it.
-Molt.
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This blue jay, he has him halfway
down his throat, okay?
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And Hopper's kicking
and screaming, okay?
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And I'm scared, okay?
I'm not going anywhere near, okay?
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Come on. It's a great story.
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(MOLT EXCLAIMING IN PAIN)
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I swear, if I hadn't promised Mother
on her deathbed
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that I wouldn't kill you, I would kill you.
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And believe me,
no one appreciates that more than I do.
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I don't want to hear another word
out of you while we're on this island.
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Do you understand me?
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(WHIMPERS)
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-I said, do you understand me?
-Well, how can I answer?
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You said I couldn't say another word.
Remember Ma!
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(PANTING)
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Hey, I'm a compassionate insect.
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There's still a few months
till the rains come,
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so you can all just try again.
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But, Hopper, since
it's almost the rainy season,
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we need this time
to gather food for ourselves.
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Listen, if you don't keep
your end of the bargain,
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then I can't guarantee your safety.
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And there are insects out there
that will take advantage of you.
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Someone could get hurt.
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(SNARLING)
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(ROARS)
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(GASPS)
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What's the matter?
You scared of grasshoppers?
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-Dot!
-You don't like Thumper?
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Leave her alone!
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You want her? Go ahead. Take her.
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No? Then get back in line.
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It seems to me
that you ants are forgetting your place.
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So let's double the order of food.
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(ANTS GASPING)
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No! But... But...
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We'll be back at the end of the season,
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when the last leaf falls.
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You ants have a nice summer.
Let's ride!
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(WHOOPING)
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(WINGS BUZZING)
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(LAUGHING)
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(GRUNTS)
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(NERVOUS CHUCKLE)
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Flik, what do you have
to say for yourself?
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Sorry. I... I'm sorry for the way I am.
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I didn't mean for things to go so wrong.
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I especially didn't want
to make you look bad, princess.
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-Well, Flik, you did.
-I was just trying to help.
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Then help us. Don't help us.
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Help? Help? Help?
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Flik, you are sentenced
to one month digging in the tunnels.
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Excuse me, Your Highness.
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Need I remind you
of Flik's tunnel-within-a-tunnel project?
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Helpers to help us.
That's it! That's... We could...
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It took the whole Engineering
Department two days to dig him out.
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-Send him to Health and Ant Services.
-Heavens, no!
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We could leave the island.
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The riverbed's dry right now.
We'd just walk right across.
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We could go get helpers. We could!
We could go find helpers to help us.
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-It's perfect!
-Perfect? What's so perfect?
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Your Highness, don't you see?
We could send someone to get help!
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(ALL GASP)
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Leave the island?
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Now, why didn't I think of that?
Oh! Because it's suicide!
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-She's right. We never leave the island.
-Never leave!
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There's snakes and birds
and bigger bugs out there!
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Exactly! Bigger bugs!
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We could find bigger bugs
to come here and fight
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and forever rid us
of Hopper and his gang!
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-Ludicrous!
-Who would do a crazy thing like that?
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I'll volunteer.
I'd be very happy to volunteer.
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You got a lot of spunk, kid, but
no one's gonna help a bunch of ants.
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At least we could try. Oh, I could
travel to the city, search there!
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If you went, you'd be
on that silly search for weeks.
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Royal huddle.
Great idea, princess. It's perfect.
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-Exactly.
-Wait a minute.
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-What did we just decide here?
-To let Flik leave.
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While we keep harvesting
to meet Hopper's demands.
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-You see, with Flik gone, he can't...
-He can't mess anything up!
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Flik, after much deliberation, we have
decided to grant you your request.
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-Really?
-Really?
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-Really.
-Thank you, princess.
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Thank you so much for this chance.
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-I won't let you down, I promise.
-That's fine. No, forget it.
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But I should probably help repair
some of the damage before I go...
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-No!
-ALL: No, no! Just go.
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-Just go.
-Just leave!
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(BIRDS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE)
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(INHALES DEEPLY)
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(EXHALES)
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Hey.
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Don't worry!
The colony is in good hands!
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Bye, now.
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(ANTS CHEERING)
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All right.
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Hey, fellas. Beautiful morning, huh?
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My dad says he gives you one hour
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before you come back
to the island crying.
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-Does he, now?
-My dad doesn't think that.
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-He doesn't?
-No, he's betting you're gonna die.
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Yeah, he says if the heat
doesn't get you, the birds will.
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DOT: Well, I think he's gonna make it.
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-Nobody asked you, Royal Shortness.
-Yeah, Dot. What do you know?
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Hey, hey, hey.
Ease up, all right? Come on.
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She's entitled to her opinion, too.
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(FLIK GASPS)
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(BIRDS CAWING IN DISTANCE)
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(SAND CRACKLING)
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FLIK: Ohh...
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So go, already.
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-Hey!
-The city's that way.
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I know.
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You're supposed to look for bugs,
not dandelions.
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You leave him alone.
He knows what he's doing.
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FLIK: That's right.
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Here I go. For the colony,
and for oppressed ants everywhere!
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DOT: Wow!
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FLIK: Hey!
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Bye, Flik!
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Wow.
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(WIND GUSTING)
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Whoa!
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DOT: Good luck, Flik!
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Bye!
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Flik!
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FLIK: (MUFFLED) I'm okay!
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-Your dad's right. He's gonna die.
-You just watch.
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He's gonna get the bestest,
roughest bugs you've ever seen!
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(ARCADE SOUNDS)
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(RALPH SIGHS)
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Hey, Tapper?
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No, Ralph.
I haven't seen Vanellope.
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Not since the last time
you asked me 30 seconds ago.
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Sorry.
I'm just worried about her.
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She's glitching like crazy,
and acting super insecure.
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Oh. And get this, she said...
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being friends with me
wasn't enough for her.
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Not enough?
I'm a great friend!
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Right, Tapper? Right?
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I'm sorry.
Who's acting insecure?
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Ralph, come on.
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The kid just lost her game.
Give her a break.
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(STOOL SCRAPES)
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There you are... Oh.
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Hey, Ralph.
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Hey, Felix. Since when do you
drink root beer?
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Since tonight.
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Yeah, I hear you, buddy.
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Hey, listen. This one was
supposed to be for Vanellope.
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I guess you can have it.
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Doesn't look like she's coming.
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Thanks.
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You know,
I can't help but think
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this whole mess is somehow...
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partially my fault.
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It figures.
Just when my life was perfect.
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Mine was, too.
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But, hey,
now I'm a father of 15.
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Isn't that just a blessing?
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(SLURPS, GULPING)
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(COUGHING, EXCLAIMS)
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Eeeee-oh-boy!
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Wait. What'd you say, Felix?
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Um, isn't that just a blessing?
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No, that weird sound thing.
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Oh. Eeeee-oh-boy?
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Yeah. (SOFTLY) Eee-oh...
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Sorry, say it again?
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-Eeeee-oh-boy.
-Eeeee-oh-boy!
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-Eeeee-oh-boy!
-Eee-boy! Say it again?
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-Eeeee-oh-boy!
-Eeeee-oh-boy.
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-Eeeee-oh-boy...
-eboy! eboy! eboy!
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-eboy? eboy?
-eboy.
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Yeah.
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Um, what are you getting
at there, Ralph?
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That kid out in the arcade
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said there was a steering wheel part...
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on the Internet, it's
something called eboy or...
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ebay!
That's it, it was ebay!
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Ralph, are you thinking about
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going to the Internet
and finding that part?
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Getting that part's the only thing
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that's gonna fix the game
and that's the only thing
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that's gonna make
Vanellope happy again.
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And if Sugar Rush is fixed,
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all those lovable scamps
living in my house...
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and destroying my sanity
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will have homes of their own again!
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Ralph, this is an important
mission. A noble mission!
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I will cover for you.
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Thanks, pal.
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Ralph, what about your tab?
You owe me for the root beer.
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Oh, Felix is gonna cover for me.
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Drinks on the house,
everybody! Felix is paying.
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-(ALL CHEERING)
-RYU: Shoryuken!
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Eeeee-oh-boy.
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(MACK HONKING)
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Hey, Cruz.
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You won't talk me out of this,
Mr. McQueen.
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I'm going back. I resign as your trainer.
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All right. I accept your resignation. Bye.
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Oh... Okay.
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But since you cleared your calendar,
why don't you come with us?
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I'm looking for someone named Smokey.
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Hoping he can help me.
Maybe he can help you too.
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Nah.
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Come on. I fixed it.
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No. Thanks anyway. But I'm done.
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Okay. But maybe this will
change your mind. Hit it.
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(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
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First I'm going to loosen up
these ancient joints...
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No, please don't.
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I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
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I'm sorry that I yelled.
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It wasn't your fault
that I almost got killed.
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But now you're leaving
and you won't get on the ramp.
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-CRUZ: All right, I'll go.
-You won't get on the ramp.
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All right, I'll go! Just stop!
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(GROANS)
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-Boo!
-(GLITCHY SCREAMING)
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Ralph, what is wrong with you?
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Start churning butter
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and put on your church shoes,
little sister...
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'cause we're about to blast off!
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What are you even talking about?
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Oh, we're going to the Internet.
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(EXCLAIMS) What?
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Yeah, to find the part to fix your game.
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No way!
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Yeah, I probably should've just said,
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"We're going to the Internet."
We're going to the Internet!
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VANELLOPE: Yeah, we are!
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(CHUCKLES)
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Out of my way!
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Coming through! Oh, sorry. Ha-ha!
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Welcome to this year's
Greek Scare Games kickoff.
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-The Scare Games! Yeah!
-(MARCHING BAND PLAYING)
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-(FEEDBACK)
-Okay, relax.
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We have a special guest,
the founder of the games,
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Dean Hardscrabble.
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(CROWD CHEERING)
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Good afternoon.
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As a student, I created these games
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as a friendly competition,
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but be prepared.
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To take home the trophy,
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you must be the most fearsome
monsters on campus.
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(RORS CHUCKLING)
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So good luck,
and may the best monsters win.
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-(CROWD CHEERING)
-All right, everybody.
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We're closing down sign-ups,
so we'll see you all...
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MIKE: Wait!
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I'm signing up!
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(CROWD LAUGHING)
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What?
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Uh... You have to be
in a fraternity to compete.
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Behold the next winning fraternity
of the Scare Games,
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the brothers, my brothers,
of Oozma Kappa!
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Hi.
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(HISSING)
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Mr. Wazowski, what are you doing?
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You just said the winners are the most
fearsome monsters on campus.
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If I win, it means
you kicked out the best Scarer
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in the whole school.
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That won't happen.
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How about a little wager?
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If I win, you let me back
in the Scaring program.
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(SCOFFS)
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And what would that prove?
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That you were wrong.
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(ALL GASP)
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Very well.
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If you win, I will let your entire team
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into the Scare program.
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But if you lose,
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you will leave Monsters University.
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(CROWD MURMURING)
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Deal.
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Now all you need to do is find
enough members to compete.
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We need six guys, right?
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BROCK: Sorry, chief.
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We count bodies, not heads.
That dude counts as one.
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(CROWD LAUGHING)
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Anybody else want to join our team?
Anyone at all?
_________________________________
Excuse me. Sorry. I'm late.
_________________________________
-Can I squeeze by you?
-Randy!
_________________________________
Randy, thank goodness.
I need you on my team.
_________________________________
Oh. Sorry. I'm already on a team.
_________________________________
Boggs.
_________________________________
I'm finally in with the cool kids, Mike.
_________________________________
Don't blow this for me.
_________________________________
Do the thing.
_________________________________
-Oh! Where did he go?
-(ALL LAUGH)
_________________________________
Please, anybody.
_________________________________
I need one more monster.
Just one more!
_________________________________
Yeah, sorry. Doesn't look good.
_________________________________
We have to move on.
Your team doesn't qualify.
_________________________________
Yes, it does!
_________________________________
The star player has just arrived.
_________________________________
No way! Someone else!
Please! Anyone else.
_________________________________
We're shutting down sign-ups, okay?
Is he on your team or not?
_________________________________
FEMALE MONSTER:
Come on! Let's go!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Fine! Yes, he's on my team.
_________________________________
Good luck.
_________________________________
All right, Wazowski, what's the plan?
_________________________________
Step right up and win my truck.
_________________________________
All you have to do is conquer
the Ball of Death.
_________________________________
-What's the catch?
-No catch.
_________________________________
Just ride the motorcycle all
the way around just one time.
_________________________________
Three tries for $10.
_________________________________
Marge, how much money do we have?
_________________________________
-Ten dollars.
-Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
That counts as a try.
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
HOMER: Ow!
CARNIVAL BARKER: That's two.
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVS)
_________________________________
HOMER: Ow!
_________________________________
CARNIVAL BARKER:
And that's three.
_________________________________
Tell you what I'm going to do,
_________________________________
just 'cause I like
seeing you hurt yourself,
_________________________________
I'll give you one on the house.
_________________________________
-You're the best.
-LISA: Dad!
_________________________________
When you get to the top,
don't slow down, speed up!
_________________________________
-But that's when it's the scariest!
-Just do it!
_________________________________
Ooh! Oh!
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING
AND WHISTLING)
_________________________________
BART: Yes!
_________________________________
LISA: Yay, Dad!
_________________________________
I'll take that truck now.
_________________________________
Oh, man. My wives are gonna kill me.
_________________________________
HOMER: Next stop, Alaska!
_________________________________
CRUZ: How do you know
Smokey's going to be here?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: I don't.
_________________________________
CRUZ: Oh. Do you know
if he's even alive?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Nope.
_________________________________
CRUZ: Okay.
_________________________________
So tell me this, how do you know
if it's Smokey? Is there such...
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Wait. Mack, pull over!
_________________________________
Back it up! Back it up.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Good to see you, Doc.
_________________________________
Hey, isn't that your old crew chief?
_________________________________
Hey, Cruz? You want to
check out the home track
_________________________________
of the greatest racer ever?
_________________________________
Aren't we supposed to be
looking for Smokey?
_________________________________
Oh, that's right, he's dead.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: We don't know that.
_________________________________
Are you sure you have time for this?
_________________________________
For this, I do.
_________________________________
Wow!
_________________________________
If this track could talk.
_________________________________
Cruz, what do you say? Let's take a lap.
_________________________________
-(ENGINE REVVING)
-Oh, yeah!
_________________________________
Oh, whoa!
_________________________________
(CRUZ AND McQUEEN LAUGH)
_________________________________
Yes! You nailed it!
_________________________________
Way easier without
the school bus of death
_________________________________
trying to kill us! (LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Yeah, no kidding!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES AND GASPS)
_________________________________
(YELLS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Was starting to think
I might never meet you.
_________________________________
Smokey?
_________________________________
(CRUZ GASPS)
_________________________________
He is alive.
_________________________________
I know why you're here. You're thirsty.
_________________________________
This is a fraternity house?
_________________________________
Hey there, teammateys!
Come on aboard!
_________________________________
As the president of Oozma Kappa,
_________________________________
it is my honor to welcome you
to your new home.
_________________________________
We call this room "Party Central."
_________________________________
Technically, we haven't
actually had a party here yet.
_________________________________
But when we do, we'll be ready!
_________________________________
Whoo!
_________________________________
The hot cocoa train
is coming through! Whoa!
_________________________________
-Next stop... You!
-(CUPS RATTLING)
_________________________________
I would like to start us off first by...
_________________________________
So, you guys are Scaring majors?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) We were!
None of us lasted very long.
_________________________________
I guess we just weren't what
old Hardscrabble was looking for.
_________________________________
Don Carlton, mature student.
_________________________________
Thirty years in the textile industry
_________________________________
and then old dandy Don got downsized.
_________________________________
Figured I could throw myself a pity party,
_________________________________
or go back to school
and learn the computers.
_________________________________
Hello. I'm Terry with a "Y"...
_________________________________
And I'm Terri with an "I"!
I'm a dance major!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) And I'm not.
_________________________________
Five, six, seven, eight! (SCATTING)
_________________________________
Seven, eight, turn! And...
Why didn't you turn?
_________________________________
Because we never agreed to do this!
_________________________________
-You said this was going to be cool!
-No one said this was gonna be cool.
_________________________________
-Now I'm embarrassed.
-Now you're embarrassed?
_________________________________
Yes, because it's in front of people!
_________________________________
You should wake up embarrassed.
_________________________________
Hey, hey, hey!
_________________________________
I'm Art! New Age philosophy major.
_________________________________
Excited to live with you
and laugh with you,
_________________________________
and cry with you.
_________________________________
Thought you might like
to keep a dream journal.
_________________________________
-Guess that leaves me.
-Ah!
_________________________________
My name's Scott Squibbles.
_________________________________
My friends call me Squishy.
_________________________________
I'm undeclared, unattached,
_________________________________
and unwelcome pretty much
everywhere but here.
_________________________________
Now that we've all been introduced,
as captain of our team...
_________________________________
So, basically, you guys have
no Scaring experience?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Not a lot!
But now we've got you!
_________________________________
You're about the scariest fella
I've ever seen.
_________________________________
Even with them pink polka dots.
_________________________________
Aw, thanks.
_________________________________
Actually, I think I bring
the whole package.
_________________________________
Your hands are as big as my face!
_________________________________
He's like a mountain with fur!
_________________________________
Oh, come on. I don't even work out.
_________________________________
Yeah, me neither.
I don't want to get too big. (SNIFFS)
_________________________________
We thought our dreams were over,
but Mike said if we win,
_________________________________
they're letting us in the Scaring program.
_________________________________
We're going to be real Scarers!
_________________________________
-The best!
-You betcha! (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Yeah! (CHUCKLES) Right.
_________________________________
(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)
_________________________________
SMOKEY: I'll tell you what,
_________________________________
these folks are gonna get a kick
out of meeting Hud's boy.
_________________________________
Who's Hud? Oh, Doc Hudson! Right.
_________________________________
(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
-Hey!
-(MUSIC STOPS)
_________________________________
Act civilized. We got company.
_________________________________
Hey, Les.
How's that back axle treating you?
_________________________________
-Hey, sugar, welcome to Thomasville.
-(MUSIC CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(McQUEEN CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
-Would you look at that?
-CRUZ: What?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Three of the biggest
racing legends ever!
_________________________________
Junior "Midnight" Moon.
River Scott. Louise...
_________________________________
Louise "Barnstormer" Nash?
She had 38 wins!
_________________________________
Well, as I live and breathe.
If it ain't Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
-Ms. Nash, it's a pleasure to meet you...
-You've had a tough year, haven't you?
_________________________________
Oh, uh...
_________________________________
Shouldn't you be running practice laps
in Florida by now?
_________________________________
-Yeah, sure, but...
-They're here to steal our secrets.
_________________________________
Looking for your lost mojo?
_________________________________
Wow. You don't mince words
around here, do you?
_________________________________
(SCOFFS) Truth is always quicker, kid.
_________________________________
_________________________________
100 Acre Wood Part 1
_________________________________
_________________________________
PIGLET: Hello, is anyone there?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) What am I to do?
I'm all alone.
_________________________________
Pooh? Pooh? Where are you?
It's me, Piglet.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GASPS) Oh, dear! I was just...
Never mind. I'm sorry!
_________________________________
Don't be scared.
You're looking for Pooh, right?
_________________________________
You know Pooh?
_________________________________
Oh, you see,
_________________________________
I have something for him.
_________________________________
I have to take it to Pooh right away!
_________________________________
Oh, Pooh!
_________________________________
Oh, I believe
I smell a delicious something,
_________________________________
a something like honey!
_________________________________
PIGLET: Pooh!
_________________________________
Hello, Piglet. How have you been?
_________________________________
Oh, I'm so glad to see you.
I though you'd gone away.
_________________________________
I brought what you asked for.
_________________________________
POOH: Thank you, Piglet.
_________________________________
Now I can finally have some honey.
_________________________________
Really? But how?
_________________________________
I shall hold on to the balloon,
_________________________________
and fly like a bee up
the Hunny Tree, see.
_________________________________
But, if you take their honey,
won't the bees be angry?
_________________________________
Hmm...
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
_________________________________
If you could only
chase away those bees,
_________________________________
I'm quite certain I could
get a small morsel of honey.
_________________________________
Would you help me get some honey?
_________________________________
Should I help Pooh get some honey?
_________________________________
Sure!
_________________________________
POOH: Oh. Hello there, Owl.
_________________________________
Good day, Pooh. What are you doing?
_________________________________
Using a balloon to get
some honey? Splendid idea!
_________________________________
Allow to offer a few pointers.
_________________________________
OWL: Ahem!
_________________________________
Now, Pooh can get honey
_________________________________
by floating up this tree with his balloon.
_________________________________
The honey is inside the tree hollows,
not the beehives you see here.
_________________________________
There's quite a lot of honey
in these holes.
_________________________________
If Pooh gets too close,
_________________________________
the bees will come out
to protect their honey.
_________________________________
If they get to Pooh,
they'll pop his balloon.
_________________________________
Lock onto the bees and swat them away.
_________________________________
The more time Pooh
has at each hollow,
_________________________________
the more honey he can eat.
_________________________________
There's more honey higher up, too.
_________________________________
If the jumping from branch
to branch proves difficult,
_________________________________
try the Rush command.
_________________________________
Rush can help you
catch up to Pooh quickly.
_________________________________
But it isn't fully reliable. Good luck.
_________________________________
(SINGING)
I'm just a little black rain cloud
_________________________________
Hovering under the honey tree
_________________________________
I'm only a little black rain cloud
_________________________________
Pay no attention to little me
_________________________________
Everyone knows that a rain cloud
_________________________________
Never eats honey
No, not a nip
_________________________________
I'm just floating around
_________________________________
Over the ground
_________________________________
Wondering where I will drip
_________________________________
That was yummy in my tummy,
but there's room for a bit more.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Look, Rabbit's house came back!
But it looks like Rabbit isn't home.
_________________________________
Pooh's been calling and calling, but
the house says no one's there.
_________________________________
Who is this person named Nobody?
_________________________________
Nobody, have you seen Rabbit?
_________________________________
No! No Rabbit here!
There's no one here!
_________________________________
Hello, Rabbit!
_________________________________
Why, (STAMMERS) Pooh.
What a pleasant surprise...
_________________________________
Nice to see you, too, Piglet. And...
_________________________________
Is this a new friend?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) Pooh, I'm sorry, but...
_________________________________
I'm all out of honey at the moment.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) Honey? Now,
how did that get up there?
_________________________________
Would you like some, Pooh?
Don't feel you have to, of course.
_________________________________
POOH: Oh, thank you, Rabbit.
_________________________________
I would like just a small smackeral.
I'm quite hungry.
_________________________________
RABBIT: Um, Pooh Bear...
_________________________________
You're not eating the whole pot, are you?
_________________________________
Once you start, there's no
stopping you, is there...
_________________________________
PIGLET: (STAMMERS) Help!
Please help Pooh!
_________________________________
POOH: Oh, help and bother.
I'm stuck again.
_________________________________
I came in through this hole
so it must have shrunk.
_________________________________
Oh, how will I eat honey
if I'm stuck here?
_________________________________
When it's lunch time, perhaps
you could bring me a honey jar.
_________________________________
RABBIT: No honey until you're unstuck!
_________________________________
If Pooh doesn't slim down, my
house will stay plugged up forever!
_________________________________
If only there were something
we could do...
_________________________________
Wait, I know! A bit of carrot
top juice will do the trick!
_________________________________
I have a carrot patch on the
other side of the stream.
_________________________________
Carrot top juice is just the ticket
to slimming down a Pooh!
_________________________________
Oh, no!
_________________________________
Hey there! Name's Tigger!
_________________________________
T-I-double-guh-RR. That spells Tigger!
_________________________________
Well, now! I don't think
I've ever seen you before!
_________________________________
Hello, Tigger. You've just
bounced my new friend Sora.
_________________________________
Hey, Pooh! Say, you're
lookin' mighty uncomfy today.
_________________________________
Is that some new exercise? Why,
bouncin' around is a lot more fun.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) Why do you bounce
around so much, Tigger?
_________________________________
Why? 'Cause bouncin' is
what Tiggers do best!
_________________________________
Speaking of which, my bouncin'
spot has gone and disappeared!
_________________________________
So for now, this'll be
my new bouncin' ground.
_________________________________
Tigger's bouncing
will ruin my vegetables!
_________________________________
And if we don't give Pooh some
carrot top juice, he'll be stuck forever.
_________________________________
Please help me! Keep Tigger
away from my carrots!
_________________________________
OWL: This is quite a fix.
_________________________________
But I have just the solution.
Pay attention, now.
_________________________________
Sora, you'll have to protect
this carrot patch.
_________________________________
If Tigger bounces on a carrot
twice, it'll be buried.
_________________________________
Once...
_________________________________
Twice!
_________________________________
Just like that.
_________________________________
Protect the carrots from Tigger's
bounces and you'll receive points.
_________________________________
How, you ask? It's elementary!
_________________________________
Simply get to the carrots before
Tigger lands on them.
_________________________________
There are fifteen carrots here.
_________________________________
Your score depends on how
many you save,
_________________________________
and how many times you block Tigger.
_________________________________
Oh, and one more thing.
_________________________________
The Rush command
is the key to a high score.
_________________________________
Select Rush while near a carrot
that isn't buried yet.
_________________________________
You'll dash to the target
area before Tigger lands.
_________________________________
Well, good luck!
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIGGER: (SINGING)
The wonderful thing about tiggers
_________________________________
is tiggers are wonderful things
_________________________________
Their tops are made out of rubber
their bottoms are made out of springs
_________________________________
They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy
pouncy fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
_________________________________
But the most wonderful thing
about tiggers is I'm the only one
_________________________________
I'm the only one
_________________________________
_________________________________
Say, you kept up pretty good there, Sora,
_________________________________
especially for a non-Tigger!
Let's have another go.
_________________________________
Thank you so much.
_________________________________
Now I'd better make that
carrot top juice.
_________________________________
I'll get the carrots,
so please wait inside the house.
_________________________________
Oh, what a day! I gave
Pooh the carrot top juice.
_________________________________
All we have to do now is push him out.
_________________________________
Just a little push should do.
_________________________________
First my vegetable patch and now this...
_________________________________
POOH: Oh, bother. Where am I?
_________________________________
It's ever so dark in here.
_________________________________
Well, it isn't so bad, I suppose.
There is plenty of honey.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, another summon gem?
_________________________________
Let's help this little one.
_________________________________
Bibbity bobbity boo!
_________________________________
It's Bambi.
_________________________________
_________________________________
MAN 1: Forty seconds.
MAN 2: All right. Here we go.
_________________________________
(TRUCK ENGINE STARTS)
_________________________________
-(CAR HORNS HONKING)
-(SIRENS WAILING)
_________________________________
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
You see the feet walkin'
down the street in the fast lane
_________________________________
Walkin' on the street where they goin'
_________________________________
Just makin' a move tryin' to survive
_________________________________
Find a way or not to stay alive
_________________________________
Cool cat in a cruel world knows
good from bad, his mind is in a swirl
_________________________________
Got to look out and open your eyes
_________________________________
If you're in a jam you got to realize
_________________________________
-You're in the fast lane
-Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
_________________________________
-In the fast lane
-Wait, wait, wait
_________________________________
-Hi. Sorry I'm late.
-That's all right.
_________________________________
Come on, sweetheart. We're late.
_________________________________
You can play with the kitty
some other time, honey. Come on.
_________________________________
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
-(HORN HONKING)
_________________________________
-MAN: (HUMMING) Hey, 'scusa me.
-(MEOWS)
_________________________________
Don't ya see I'm pushin'
somethin' here? Thank you.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(LOUIE SINGING IN ITALIAN)
_________________________________
(CONTINUES SINGING)
_________________________________
Hey, come on, folks! Step right up.
_________________________________
-Get your hot dogs.
-(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
The best hot dogs in New York.
_________________________________
(SINGING)
_________________________________
Hey, it's a beautiful day, eh?
Come on, folks.
_________________________________
Step right up. (WHISTLING)
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
Hey! Go on. Get outta here. Shoo!
_________________________________
Get outta here. Go on, kitty.
_________________________________
Get your sausages.
_________________________________
All right, let's go, folks.
_________________________________
Step right up.
I got the hottest dogs in the Big Apple!
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
Psst. Psst.
_________________________________
(KISSING)
_________________________________
Hiya.
_________________________________
-(GASPS) Hmph!
-Ooh. La-de-da.
_________________________________
LOUIE: Hey! Hey, get off of me!
_________________________________
-What's the matter with you?
-Well, well.
_________________________________
LOUIE: I said get outta here.
_________________________________
DODGER:
Looks like Louie's got a visitor.
_________________________________
Could be time for the Dodge to turn
this into a total "cat-astrophe."
_________________________________
Get off me! Get outta here. Go on! Shoo!
_________________________________
Ooh, you sure picked the wrong guy
to get hot dogs from, kid.
_________________________________
-Get away from me!
-Whoa! Chill out, man.
_________________________________
I don't eat cats. It's too much fur.
_________________________________
I've been watching you,
_________________________________
and I think you're in serious need
of some professional guidance.
_________________________________
Now what do ya say we team up
and change old Louie's mind
_________________________________
about sharing those hot dogs?
_________________________________
I'm not goin' back there again.
_________________________________
Hey. It'd be a snap, kid.
I'm an expert at these things.
_________________________________
All you gotta do is learn some moves.
_________________________________
-Moves?
-You know. Tempo.
_________________________________
Ooo-cha-ba. A rhythm.
_________________________________
This city's got a beat.
You gotta hook into it.
_________________________________
And once you got the beat,
you can do anything.
_________________________________
-Loan?
-"Absitively posolutely."
_________________________________
The man you see before you
is affectionately known as "Old Louie."
_________________________________
A well-known enemy
of the four-legged world.
_________________________________
Our mission, cat, is to liberate
those all-beef kosher franks
_________________________________
and hightail it outta here.
_________________________________
-Startin' to feel that rhythm?
-Well, uh...
_________________________________
Yeah! Yeah!
_________________________________
I do feel it! When are we gonna get
those hot dogs?
_________________________________
Right now.
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-(YELPING)
_________________________________
Hey! Dog.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Hey! Get outta here! Hey!
_________________________________
(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Hey! Hey. Get outta there!
_________________________________
-(OLIVER SCREECHING)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
I'll get you! (GROANS)
_________________________________
Kitty!
_________________________________
-(DODGER HUMMING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Hey, you really got that rhythm, kid.
_________________________________
Uh... Yeah?
_________________________________
We were good, huh?
So when are we gonna eat?
_________________________________
-We?
-Yeah. I'm starvin'.
_________________________________
Listen, kid. I hate to break it to ya,
_________________________________
but the dynamic duo
is now the dynamic uno.
_________________________________
What do ya mean?
_________________________________
What I mean is,
our partnership is herewith dissolved.
_________________________________
But, wait! Wait. You're not being fair!
_________________________________
Fairs are for tourists, kid. Consider it
a free lesson in street savoir faire
_________________________________
from New York's coolest quadruped.
_________________________________
Check ya later.
_________________________________
Hey, wait! I helped you get those!
_________________________________
Half of those are mine!
_________________________________
Ya want 'em? Come and get 'em.
(HOWLS)
_________________________________
Uh-huh
_________________________________
But I'm warnin' ya, kid.
_________________________________
(SINGING)
One minute, I'm in Central Park
_________________________________
Then I'm down on Delancey Street
_________________________________
What the... Hey!
_________________________________
Say, from the Bowery
to St. Mark's
_________________________________
There's a syncopated beat
_________________________________
Like I said
Woo-hoo
_________________________________
Woo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
I'm street wise
_________________________________
I can improvise
_________________________________
Said ooo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
I'm street smart
_________________________________
I've got New York City heart
_________________________________
Why should I worry
_________________________________
Why should I care
_________________________________
I may not have a dime
_________________________________
But I got street savoir faire
_________________________________
Why should I worry
_________________________________
Why should I care
_________________________________
It's just be-bopulation
_________________________________
I got street savoir faire
_________________________________
Mmm-hmm
_________________________________
The rhythm of the city
_________________________________
Boy, once you get it down
_________________________________
Then you can own this town
_________________________________
You can wear the crown
_________________________________
Why should I worry
_________________________________
Tell me why should I care
_________________________________
Say, I may not have a dime
_________________________________
Oh, but I got street savoir faire
_________________________________
Why should I worry
_________________________________
Why should I care
_________________________________
It's just doo-wopulation
_________________________________
And I got street savoir faire
_________________________________
Everything goes, everything fits
_________________________________
They love me at the Chelsea
They adore me at the Ritz
_________________________________
Why should I worry
_________________________________
Why should I care Yeah
_________________________________
And even when I cross that line
_________________________________
I got street savoir faire
_________________________________
Woo-hoo
_________________________________
Said ooo-ooo woo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
-Whoa!
-(DOGS BARKING)
_________________________________
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
-(BLUBBERING)
-(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Woo-ooo woo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
Woo-hoo woo-ooo-oo
_________________________________
Come on. Where you goin'? No! No!
_________________________________
Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
Woo-hoo-woo-ooo-oo
_________________________________
(HORNS HONKING)
_________________________________
(HOWLING)
_________________________________
Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
(HOWLING)
_________________________________
Woo-hoo-woo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
_________________________________
(CAWING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
I'm home.
_________________________________
Fluffy? Here, kitty.
_________________________________
(CLICKING)
_________________________________
-(THUNDER RUMBLING)
-Milo James Thatch?
_________________________________
Who... Who are you?
How did you get in here?
_________________________________
I came down the chimney. Ho, ho, ho.
_________________________________
My name is Helga Sinclair.
_________________________________
I'm acting on behalf of my employer,
_________________________________
who has a most intriguing
proposition for you.
_________________________________
Are you interested?
_________________________________
(STUTTERS)
You employer? (SCOFFS)
_________________________________
Who is your employer?
_________________________________
(THUNDER CRASHING)
_________________________________
This way, please.
_________________________________
And don't drip on the Caravaggio.
_________________________________
Step lively.
_________________________________
Mr. Whitmore does not like
to be kept waiting.
_________________________________
You will address him
as "Mr. Whitmore" or "sir."
_________________________________
You will stand unless
asked to be seated.
_________________________________
Keep your sentences short
and to the point.
_________________________________
-Are we clear?
-(GULPS)
_________________________________
And relax.
_________________________________
He doesn't bite...often.
_________________________________
Grandpa?
_________________________________
Finest explorer I ever met. (SIGHS)
_________________________________
Preston Whitmore.
Pleasure to meet you, Milo.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Join me in a little yoga?
_________________________________
No, no. Thank you.
_________________________________
Did you really know my grandfather?
_________________________________
Oh, yeah. Met old Thaddeus
back in Georgetown.
_________________________________
Class of '66. We stayed close friends
till the end of his days.
_________________________________
Mmm... Even dragged me along
_________________________________
on some of his danged fool expeditions.
_________________________________
Thatch was crazy as a fruit bat, he was.
_________________________________
He spoke of you often.
_________________________________
Funny. He never mentioned you.
_________________________________
Oh, he wouldn't.
He knew how much I like my privacy.
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
I keep a low profile.
_________________________________
Mr. Whitmore, should I be
wondering why I'm here?
_________________________________
Look on that table.
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
It's for you.
_________________________________
It's from my grandfather.
_________________________________
He brought that package
to me years ago.
_________________________________
He said if anything
were to happen to him,
_________________________________
I should give it to you
when you were ready.
_________________________________
Whatever that means.
_________________________________
It...
_________________________________
It can't be.
_________________________________
It's The Shepherd's Journal.
_________________________________
Mr. Whitmore, this journal is the key
_________________________________
to finding the lost continent of Atlantis!
_________________________________
Atlantis. (LAUGHS)
_________________________________
I wasn't born yesterday, son.
_________________________________
No, no, no. Look. Look at this.
_________________________________
Coordinates. Clues. It's all right here.
_________________________________
Yeah, looks like gibberish to me.
_________________________________
That's because it's been written
in a dialect that no longer exists.
_________________________________
-So it's useless.
-No, no, just difficult.
_________________________________
I've spent my whole life
studying dead languages.
_________________________________
It's not gibberish to me.
_________________________________
Ah, it's probably a fake.
_________________________________
Mr. Whitmore,
my grandfather would have known
_________________________________
if this were a fake. I would know.
_________________________________
I will stake everything I own,
everything that I believe in,
_________________________________
that this is
the genuine Shepherd's Journal.
_________________________________
All right, all right.
So, what do you want to do with it?
_________________________________
Well, I'll get funding.
_________________________________
-I mean, I'll... The museum...
-They'll never believe you.
_________________________________
I'll show them! I will make them believe.
_________________________________
Like you did today?
_________________________________
Yes! Well, no. How did you...
_________________________________
Forget about them, okay? Never mind!
_________________________________
I will find Atlantis on my own.
_________________________________
I mean, if I have to rent a rowboat!
_________________________________
Congratulations, Milo.
_________________________________
This is exactly what I wanted to hear.
_________________________________
But forget the rowboat, son.
_________________________________
We'll travel in style.
_________________________________
It's all been arranged,
the whole ball of wax.
_________________________________
Why?
_________________________________
For years, your granddad bent my ear
_________________________________
with stories about that old book.
_________________________________
I didn't buy it for a minute.
_________________________________
So, finally, I got fed up
and I made a bet with the old coot.
_________________________________
I said, "Thatch, if you ever
actually find that so-called journal,
_________________________________
"not only will I finance the expedition,
_________________________________
"but I'll kiss you full on the mouth."
_________________________________
Imagine my embarrassment
when he found the darn thing.
_________________________________
Now, I know
your grandfather's gone, Milo.
_________________________________
God rest his soul,
_________________________________
but Preston Whitmore
is a man who keeps his word.
_________________________________
You hear that, Thatch?
_________________________________
I'm going to the afterlife
with a clear conscience, by thunder!
_________________________________
Ah! (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Your grandpa was a great man.
_________________________________
You probably don't realize how great.
_________________________________
Those buffoons at the museum
dragged him down,
_________________________________
made a laughing stock of him.
_________________________________
He died a broken man.
_________________________________
If I could bring back
just one shred of proof,
_________________________________
that'd be enough for me.
_________________________________
Ah, Thatch.
_________________________________
What are we standing around for?
We got work to do.
_________________________________
But, Mr. Whitmore,
you know, in order to do
_________________________________
what you're proposing,
you're gonna need a crew.
_________________________________
Taken care of.
_________________________________
You'll need engineers and geologists.
_________________________________
Got 'em all. The best of the best.
_________________________________
Gaetan Moliere,
geology and excavation.
_________________________________
The man has a nose for dirt.
_________________________________
Vincenzo Santorini, demolitions.
_________________________________
Busted him out of a Turkish prison.
_________________________________
Audrey Ramirez.
Don't let her age fool you.
_________________________________
She's forgotten more about engines
that you and I will ever know.
_________________________________
They're the same crew that
brought the Journal back.
_________________________________
-Where was it?
-Iceland.
_________________________________
I knew it! I knew it!
_________________________________
All we need now is
an expert in gibberish.
_________________________________
So, it's decision time.
_________________________________
You can build on
the foundation your grandfather left you
_________________________________
or you can go back to your boiler room.
_________________________________
-This is for real.
-Now you're catching on.
_________________________________
All right. Okay. I'll have to quit my job.
_________________________________
It's done. You resigned this afternoon.
_________________________________
-I did?
-Yep. Don't like to leave loose ends.
_________________________________
My apartment.
I'm gonna have to give notice.
_________________________________
-Taken care of.
-My clothes?
_________________________________
-Packed.
-My books?
_________________________________
-In storage.
-My cat?
_________________________________
(MEOWS)
_________________________________
My gosh.
_________________________________
Your granddad had a saying.
_________________________________
"Our lives are remembered,
by the gifts we leave our children."
_________________________________
This journal is his gift to you, Milo.
_________________________________
Atlantis is waiting.
_________________________________
What do you say?
_________________________________
I'm your man, Mr. Whitmore.
_________________________________
You will not regret this.
_________________________________
Boy, I am so excited,
_________________________________
I can't even hold it in.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in March 2018
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(WIND GUSTS)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(WALL-E CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH CHATTERING)
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
(WALL-E YELLING)
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
No!
_________________________________
(CHATTERING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMING IN ALARM)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(ENGINES FIRING)
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
Oh! Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY IN WONDER)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(WALL-E SIGHS)
_________________________________
(POWERING UP SOUND)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS IN AWE)
_________________________________
(IN WONDERMENT) Whoa!
_________________________________
(WIND HOWLING)
_________________________________
BERNARD: Miss Bianca,
I'm not sure it's a good idea
_________________________________
to fly this soon after eating!
_________________________________
BIANCA: Darling, you'll be just fine!
_________________________________
But aren't you supposed
to wait 45 minutes?
_________________________________
Oh, just knock on the door
and see if Orville is there!
_________________________________
Nobody's home, let's go.
_________________________________
This is no time to play in the snow.
_________________________________
I wasn't playing in the snow.
It was an avalanche.
_________________________________
Look, Bernard!
_________________________________
"Under new management, see Wilbur."
_________________________________
(UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS)
_________________________________
Come on, darling. Let's get a move out!
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
(SINGING ALONG)
I'm the cat's pajamas
_________________________________
 Always run around
with crazy little mamas
_________________________________
Whoo!
_________________________________
Yoo-hoo! Mr. Wilbur!
_________________________________
Get down there, son!
_________________________________
Hello?
_________________________________
Pick it, boy, pick it! Yeah!
_________________________________
Whoo! Here we go! Let's walk!
_________________________________
Whoo!
_________________________________
Look out! Excuse me, sir.
_________________________________
Do something! He can't hear us!
_________________________________
WILBUR: Big time, big time!
_________________________________
The girls all look when I go by...
_________________________________
-(MUSIC STOPS)
-Who killed the music?
_________________________________
That's better.
_________________________________
Excuse us for interrupting.
We're from the Rescue Aid Society.
_________________________________
I am Miss Bianca, and this is my...
_________________________________
The Miss Bianca? I don't believe it.
_________________________________
My brother, Orville, told me all about
you. Boy. This is an honor to have...
_________________________________
May I just say, "Enchanté. Señorita,"
to you? May I?
_________________________________
-(SMOOCHING)
-(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
We need to charter a flight.
_________________________________
You've come to the right place,
buddy boy. Welcome to...
_________________________________
"Albatross Air.
A fair fare from here to there."
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Get it? A fair fare?
It's a play on... Never mind.
_________________________________
I've got tons of exotic
destinations, faraway places,
_________________________________
custom designed for
_________________________________
(IN ACCENT)
A romantic weekend getaway.
_________________________________
The finest in-flight accommodations.
_________________________________
Speaking of which, what can I get you?
_________________________________
How about a nice mango Maui cooler?
Very nice, very tasty.
_________________________________
No, thank you.
_________________________________
A coconut, guava nectar?
It's carbonated.
_________________________________
I got little umbrellas for each one,
and a little coconut thing.
_________________________________
-It's urgent that we leave immediately!
-Nothing? Nothing at all?
_________________________________
-How about a cream soda?
-We need a flight to Australia.
_________________________________
Australia? The land down under?
_________________________________
That's a fabulous idea!
So when can I pencil you in?
_________________________________
After spring thaw?
Mid-June would be very nice.
_________________________________
We must leave tonight.
_________________________________
Tonight? (GASPING)
_________________________________
Come on, you're kidding me, right?
_________________________________
Have you looked outside?
It's suicide out there.
_________________________________
Oh, no. Oh, no.
_________________________________
I'm afraid your jolly little holiday
will have to wait.
_________________________________
What a bunch of jokers.
_________________________________
But you don't understand,
a boy needs our help. He's in trouble.
_________________________________
Boy? You mean, a little kid kinda boy?
_________________________________
He was kidnapped.
_________________________________
Kidnapped? Oh, that's awful.
_________________________________
Locking up a little kid.
_________________________________
A kid should be free.
_________________________________
Free to run wild through the house
on Saturday mornings.
_________________________________
Free to have cookies and milk,
and get those little white mustaches.
_________________________________
Nobody's gonna take
a kid's freedom away while I'm around.
_________________________________
Does that mean you'll take us?
_________________________________
Storm or no storm,
Albatross Airlines, at your service!
_________________________________
Passengers are requested
to fasten their seat belts
_________________________________
and secure all carry-ons.
_________________________________
We'll be departing following our
pre-flight maintenance. Thank you.
_________________________________
Loosen up, get the blood flowing
up to the head.
_________________________________
And a couple of these...
_________________________________
(BACK CRACKS)
_________________________________
Okay, one's enough, there we go.
_________________________________
Ah, yeah! That feels better. Oh, baby.
_________________________________
Tie your kangaroos down, sports fans!
_________________________________
Here we come!
_________________________________
Let's go for it! Whoa! Hey!
I didn't adjust for the winds.
_________________________________
All right, we're gonna make it!
Gotta duck down lower.
_________________________________
Go under the wind, go under it!
Here we go! Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
Ow! This is cold!
_________________________________
Slippery! Ice!
_________________________________
We got ice!
_________________________________
Whoa! Hang on now!
_________________________________
Here we go!
_________________________________
Whoa! Cowabunga!
_________________________________
(TIRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
BIANCA: Captain, is this a
non-stop flight to Australia?
_________________________________
Well, not exactly no.
I could definitely say no.
_________________________________
We're gonna have to make
connections with a bigger bird.
_________________________________
Non-stop? What do I look like,
Charles Lindbergh?
_________________________________
-Whoo-hoo!
-(MARLIN SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Righteous, righteous, righteous!
_________________________________
(LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
Totally sick. Totally sick.
_________________________________
I know. Isn't it great?
_________________________________
No! I'm gonna be totally sick.
_________________________________
It's the California current, dude.
It's got some gnarly chop.
_________________________________
-(GROANING)
-Surf's up, dude!
_________________________________
(MARLIN SCREAMS AND GAGS)
_________________________________
Hey, dude, if you're gonna hurl,
just do me a solid...
_________________________________
head to the back of the shell,
lean out, and go for distance.
_________________________________
We call that "feeding the fishes."
_________________________________
Correctamundo, Squirt!
_________________________________
And now we're looking for my parents
at the Brooch of the Atlantic? Or the...
_________________________________
-The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
-Exactly!
_________________________________
How are you gonna find your parents?
_________________________________
Do you remember what they look like?
_________________________________
I'm a bit new to the memory thing,
so I can't say for sure...
_________________________________
but something tells me they were
mostly blue, with s... Maybe yellow.
_________________________________
That sounds right.
_________________________________
Also I'm pretty sure I'm gonna know
them when I see them. We're family.
_________________________________
By the way crossing the ocean
is the kind of thing you should...
_________________________________
only do once. One time!
_________________________________
Morro Bay, California's
coming up, dudes.
_________________________________
DORY: Whoo-hoo!
Let's find my family.
_________________________________
CRUSH: Go! Go! Go, go, go.
_________________________________
NEMO: Just go, Dad.
MARLIN: Don't push me, Nemo.
_________________________________
(MARLIN SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-(MARLIN GROANS)
-(NEMO LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo! (LAUGHS)
_________________________________
SQUIRT: So long, Little Blue!
Hope you find your parents.
_________________________________
CRUSH: And good luck
"feeding the fishes."
_________________________________
(TURTLES LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Too late. Already fed.
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
Hey, Surge, (SIGHS)
are we glad to see you.
_________________________________
We want to report some malfeasance
_________________________________
over by the Whac-a-Mole.
_________________________________
Yeah, we saw some undesirables
_________________________________
causing a real donnybrook over there.
_________________________________
(SCOFFS) Oh, heck no.
Not on my watch.
_________________________________
Appreciate the tip.
_________________________________
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
_________________________________
-(BARKS)
-No, no, no, no.
_________________________________
Dante, stop! Cállate! Shh!
_________________________________
(CONTINUES BARKING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(FIREWORKS CONTINUE
EXPLODING)
_________________________________
I'm sorry.
_________________________________
(GLASS SHATTERS)
_________________________________
-(STONE SHIFTS)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
 Señor de la Cruz, please don't be mad.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) I'm Miguel.
_________________________________
Your great-great grandson.
I need to borrow this.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Our family thinks
music is a curse.
_________________________________
None of them understand
but I know you would have.
_________________________________
You would have told me
to follow my heart.
_________________________________
To seize my moment!
_________________________________
So, if it's all right with you,
_________________________________
I'm gonna play in the plaza.
Just like you did!
_________________________________
(STRUMS GUITAR)
_________________________________
So, all we gotta do
is find this eboy place.
_________________________________
-ebay.
-Right, ebay.
_________________________________
So we go there,
get the steering wheel...
_________________________________
we have it delivered to Litwak
before Friday.
_________________________________
He'll fix your game.
_________________________________
Everything goes back to the way it was.
_________________________________
Boom! Happily ever after.
_________________________________
VANELLOPE:
This is a shockingly sound,
_________________________________
well-thought-out idea for you, Ralph.
_________________________________
No offense.
_________________________________
I know. And none taken.
_________________________________
VANELLOPE: Ooh, here it comes.
_________________________________
Ladies and gentlemen,
boy and girls...
_________________________________
I give you the Internet!
_________________________________
RALPH: Huh.
_________________________________
The Internet is not nearly as impressive
_________________________________
as how Sonic described it.
_________________________________
Yeah, I gotta admit,
I'm underwhelmed.
_________________________________
Where do you think
they keep their ebay?
_________________________________
RALPH: Beats me.
_________________________________
Hello, anybody here?
_________________________________
VANELLOPE: Anyone? Hello?
_________________________________
(ECHOING)
We're looking for ebay!
_________________________________
Ooh. Did you hear that, kid?
Sweet echo.
_________________________________
Check this out.
_________________________________
(MIMICS CAWING SOUNDS)
_________________________________
VANELLOPE: Hoolie-hoo!
Hoolie-hoo!
_________________________________
-(SHIP HORN BLARING)
-(RETCHING)
_________________________________
Carrots. Why is there always carrots?
_________________________________
I didn't even eat carrots.
_________________________________
MRS. PACKARD: Attention.
All hands to the launch bay.
_________________________________
To whoever took the "L"
from the Motor Pool sign,
_________________________________
ha-ha, we are all very amused.
_________________________________
Excuse me? I need to, uh, report in?
_________________________________
Yes, Mr. Thatch?
_________________________________
(GASPS) It's you!
_________________________________
Blondie, I got a bone to pick with you.
_________________________________
Hold that thought.
_________________________________
What is it this time, Cookie?
_________________________________
You done stuffed my wagon full
to busting with non-essentials.
_________________________________
Look at all this.
_________________________________
Cinnamon, oregano, cilantro.
_________________________________
What in the cockadoodle is cilantro?
_________________________________
And what is this?
_________________________________
That would be lettuce.
_________________________________
Lettuce? Lettuce?
_________________________________
It's a vegetable, Cookie.
_________________________________
The men need
the four basic food groups.
_________________________________
I got your four basic food groups!
_________________________________
Beans, bacon, whiskey, and lard!
_________________________________
All right, cowboy.
Pack it up and move it out.
_________________________________
MRS. PACKARD: Attention.
All hands to the launch bay.
_________________________________
Final loading in progress.
_________________________________
VINNY: Hey, Junior.
_________________________________
If you're looking for the pony rides,
they're back there.
_________________________________
Excuse me. Excuse me?
_________________________________
You dropped your
(STUTTERS) dynamite.
_________________________________
(NERVOUSLY CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
What else have you got in there?
_________________________________
Oh, gunpowder,
nitroglycerin, notepads,
_________________________________
fuses, wicks, glue, and...
_________________________________
Paper clips. Big ones.
_________________________________
You know, just office supplies.
_________________________________
Milo! Where you been?
_________________________________
I want you to meet Commander Rourke.
_________________________________
He led the Iceland team
that brought the Journal back.
_________________________________
Milo Thatch.
_________________________________
Pleasure to meet the grandson
of old Thaddeus.
_________________________________
I see you got that journal. Nice pictures,
_________________________________
but I prefer a good western myself.
_________________________________
Pretty impressive, eh?
_________________________________
Boy, when you settle a bet,
you settle a bet.
_________________________________
Well, your granddad always believed
_________________________________
you couldn't put a price
on the pursuit of knowledge.
_________________________________
Well, believe me,
this'll be small change
_________________________________
compared to the value
of what we're gonna learn on this trip.
_________________________________
Yes, this should be
enriching for all of us.
_________________________________
MRS. PACKARD: Attention, 
all personnel.
_________________________________
Launch will commence in 15 minutes.
_________________________________
-Mr. Whitmore.
-Rourke.
_________________________________
It's time.
_________________________________
-Bye, Mr. Whitmore!
-Make us proud, boy!
_________________________________
Okay, connect to network.
_________________________________
-(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
-Bingo.
_________________________________
Password is "high score"
with a zero instead of an "o."
_________________________________
Yes.
_________________________________
And we are online.
_________________________________
DIVING OFFICER: Rig ship for dive!
_________________________________
CHIEF OF THE WATCH:
Aye, sir! Rig ship for dive.
_________________________________
Lieutenant, take her down.
_________________________________
Diving officer, submerge the ship.
_________________________________
-DIVING OFFICER: Aye!
-Make the depth one-five-zero feet.
_________________________________
DIVING OFFICER:
Make the depth one-five-zero feet.
_________________________________
MAN ON INTERCOM:
Dive, dive! Five degrees down bubble.
_________________________________
DIVING OFFICER: Take us down.
CREW MEMBER: Take us down!
_________________________________
-VANELLOPE: Hoolie-hoo!
-(RALPH CAWING)
_________________________________
-VANELLOPE: Hoolie-hoolie-hoo!
-(RALPH CAWING)
_________________________________
VANELLOPE: Ooh, Ralph, look.
_________________________________
Cool. Mood lighting.
_________________________________
(BOTH SHOUT)
_________________________________
(RALPH GASPS)
_________________________________
Ahhh! That's a gremlin!
Stay away! It's a gremlin!
_________________________________
It looks like a tiny Mr. Litwak.
_________________________________
AUTOMATED VOICE:
IP address 415-1037-483.
_________________________________
Oh, cool! Come on, Ralph,
let's follow him!
_________________________________
Hey, wait for me!
Kid, come back! Wait!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING) Hey!
Don't leave without me!
_________________________________
AUTOMATED VOICE:
IP address 415-1037-483.
_________________________________
(VANELLOPE SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Vanellope!
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
(MUFFLED) I can't breathe.
I don't fit.
_________________________________
(SHOUTING)
_________________________________
VANELLOPE: Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
Yeah! Whoo!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS, GASPING)
_________________________________
Kid!
_________________________________
Ralph! Isn't this great?
_________________________________
No, it is not!
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
No, no, no.
_________________________________
(DISTORTED SHOUTING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS, SHOUTS)
_________________________________
-(VANELLOPE EXCLAIMS)
-(EXCLAIMING, GROANS)
_________________________________
(RALPH GASPING)
_________________________________
Sweet mother of monkey milk!
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
Kid, I don't think
we're in Litwak's anymore.
_________________________________
We most certainly are not,
friendo.
_________________________________
We are in the Internet!
Come on, Ralph!
_________________________________
-MAN 1: The guitar! It's gone!
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
MAN 2: Somebody stole
de la Cruz's guitar!
_________________________________
WOMAN: The window's broken. Look!
_________________________________
-(PANTING)
-(KEYS JANGLING)
_________________________________
All right, who's in there?
_________________________________
I'm sorry. It's not what it looks like.
_________________________________
De la Cruz is my...
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-There's nobody here.
_________________________________
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
-MAMÁ: Miguel!
-Mamá!
_________________________________
Miguel, come home.
Where are you, Miguel?
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
 Dios mio! Little boy. Are you okay?
_________________________________
Here. Let me help you.
_________________________________
Thanks. I...
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
-Do you mind? Whoa!
-(YELPS)
_________________________________
-(PANTING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-Look how big she's getting.
-(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________
 (GASPS) Dante!
_________________________________
-You can see me? Wait!
-(BARKING)
_________________________________
What's going on? Dante!
_________________________________
(BOTH GRUNT)
_________________________________
-Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
-Miguel?
_________________________________
-Miguel?
-Miguel?
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
You're here? Here, here.
And you can see us?
_________________________________
-Our Migueli-ti-ti-ti-to!
-(YELPING)
_________________________________
Remind me how I know you.
_________________________________
-We're your family, mijo.
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
-MIGUEL: Tía Rosita?
-Sí.
_________________________________
-MIGUEL: Papá Julio?
-Hola.
_________________________________
MIGUEL: Tía Victoria?
_________________________________
He doesn't seem entirely dead.
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-He's not quite alive, either.
_________________________________
We need Mamá Imelda.
She'll know how to fix this.
_________________________________
Oye! It's Mamá Imelda.
_________________________________
-She couldn't cross over!
-(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
-She's stuck!
-On the other side!
_________________________________
Tío Oscar? Tío Felipe?
_________________________________
-Oh. Hey, Miguel.
-(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________
I have a feeling this has
something to do with you.
_________________________________
But if Mamá Imelda can't come to us...
_________________________________
Then we are going to her! Vámonos!
_________________________________
(DANTE BARKING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________
Come on, Miguel. It's okay.
_________________________________
MRS. PACKARD: Attention.
_________________________________
Tonight's supper will be baked beans.
_________________________________
Musical program to follow.
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
-Who wrote this?
-(YAWNING)
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
You have disturbed the dirt.
_________________________________
-Pardon me?
-You have disturbed the dirt!
_________________________________
Dirt from around the globe,
spanning the centuries!
_________________________________
What have you done?
_________________________________
England must never merge with France!
_________________________________
-What's it doing in my bed?
-You ask too many questions.
_________________________________
Who are you? Who sent you?
Speak up!
_________________________________
-Me? I'm...
-I will know soon enough.
_________________________________
Hey, hey, hey! Let go!
_________________________________
Do not be such a crybaby. Hold still.
_________________________________
A-ha! There you are.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Now,
tell me your story, my little friend.
_________________________________
Parchment fiber from
the Nile delta circa 500 B.C.
_________________________________
Lead pencil, number 2.
_________________________________
Paint flecks of a type
used in government buildings.
_________________________________
You have a cat,
shorthaired Persian, two years old,
_________________________________
third in a litter of seven.
_________________________________
There are all the microscopic
fingerprints of the mapmaker.
_________________________________
And linguist.
_________________________________
-Hey, how did you...
-This is an outrage!
_________________________________
You must leave at once!
Out, out, out, out, out!
_________________________________
Uh-oh. Sat in the dirt, didn't you?
_________________________________
Moliere, now what have I told you
_________________________________
about playing nice with the other kids?
_________________________________
Get back. I've got soap,
_________________________________
-and I'm not afraid to use it.
-(HISSES)
_________________________________
Back, foul creature!
Back to the pit from which you came!
_________________________________
The name's Sweet.
_________________________________
Joshua Sweet. Medical officer.
_________________________________
Yeah, Milo Thatch.
_________________________________
Milo Thatch. You're my 3:00.
_________________________________
Well, no time like the present.
_________________________________
-Oh, boy.
-Nice, isn't it?
_________________________________
The catalog says that this little beauty
_________________________________
can saw through a femur in 28 seconds.
_________________________________
I'm betting I can cut that time in half.
_________________________________
Now, stick out your
tongue and say, "Ah."
_________________________________
Oh, no, really. I have a... Ah!
_________________________________
-So, where you from?
-(BABBLING)
_________________________________
Really? I have family up that way.
_________________________________
Beautiful country up there.
Do you do any fishing?
_________________________________
(MUMBLING)
_________________________________
Me? I hate fishing. I hate fish.
_________________________________
Hate the taste, hate the smell,
and hate all them little bones.
_________________________________
Here, I'm gonna need you
to fill these up.
_________________________________
(SPUTTERS) With what?
_________________________________
MRS. PACKARD: Will Milo Thatch
please report to the bridge?
_________________________________
Thank you.
_________________________________
I mean, nice meeting you.
_________________________________
Uh-huh, nice meeting you, too.
_________________________________
So I says to him,
"What's wrong with my meatloaf?"
_________________________________
-And he says to me...
-(BUZZING)
_________________________________
Hold on a second, Margie.
I got another call.
_________________________________
Sir, we're approaching coordinates.
_________________________________
Hello, Margie?
Yeah, so anyways, he says...
_________________________________
ROURKE: All right,
let's have a look around.
_________________________________
HELGA: Aye, sir.
Set course to two-four-zero.
_________________________________
SAILOR: Aye, aye, sir.
_________________________________
HELGA: 15 degrees down angle
on the bow planes.
_________________________________
Come right two-four-zero.
_________________________________
ROURKE: Welcome to
the bridge, Mr. Thatch.
_________________________________
Okay, everybody,
_________________________________
I want you to give Mr. Thatch
_________________________________
your undivided attention.
_________________________________
Good afternoon.
Can everyone hear me okay?
_________________________________
Uh.
_________________________________
Okay, how about some slides?
_________________________________
The first slide is
a depiction of a creature.
_________________________________
A creature so frightening
_________________________________
that sailors were said
to be driven mad by the mere sight of it.
_________________________________
-(ALL LAUGHING)
-MRS. PACKARD: Hubba, hubba.
_________________________________
Uh, I'm sorry. That's wrong.
_________________________________
Geez, I used to take lunch money
_________________________________
-from guys like this.
-(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Anyway, this... Okay.
_________________________________
This is an illustration of the Leviathan,
_________________________________
the creature guarding
the entrance to Atlantis.
_________________________________
With something like that,
_________________________________
I would have white wine, I think.
_________________________________
It's a mythical sea serpent.
_________________________________
He's described in The Book of Job.
_________________________________
The Bible says,
_________________________________
"Out of his mouth go burning lights,
_________________________________
"sparks of fire shoot out."
_________________________________
But more likely, it's a carving or
a sculpture to frighten the superstitious.
_________________________________
So we find this masterpiece.
Then what?
_________________________________
When do we dig?
_________________________________
Actually, we don't have to dig.
_________________________________
You see, according to the Journal,
_________________________________
the path to Atlantis
will take us down a tunnel
_________________________________
at the bottom of the ocean,
and we'll come up a curve
_________________________________
into an air pocket right here,
_________________________________
where we'll find the remnants
_________________________________
of an ancient highway
that will lead us to Atlantis.
_________________________________
Kind of like the grease trap in your sink.
_________________________________
Cartographer, linguist, plumber.
_________________________________
Hard to believe he's still single.
_________________________________
-You said there'd be digging.
-HELGA: Go away, Mole.
_________________________________
Captain, you'd better
come look at this, sir.
_________________________________
Okay, class dismissed.
_________________________________
Give me exterior lights.
_________________________________
Look at that.
_________________________________
There are ships here from every era.
_________________________________
(ROARING)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(STATIC)
_________________________________
Commander, I think
you should hear this.
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ATLANTEAN LANGUAGE)
_________________________________
MRS. PACKARD:
Commander? Commander?
_________________________________
"Enter the lair of the Leviathan."
_________________________________
MRS. PACKARD: Commander?
_________________________________
"There you will find the path
to the gateway."
_________________________________
-Commander?
-Yes, Mrs. Packard. What is it?
_________________________________
I'm picking up something
on the hydrophone
_________________________________
-I think you should hear.
-Put it on speakers.
_________________________________
(ROARING)
_________________________________
What is it? A pod of whales?
_________________________________
Uh-uh... Bigger.
_________________________________
It sounds metallic.
_________________________________
Could be an echo off one of the rocks.
_________________________________
Do you want to do my job? Be my guest.
_________________________________
Is it just me, or is that getting louder?
_________________________________
Well, whatever it was, it's gone now.
_________________________________
Helmsman! Bring us about.
_________________________________
Tighten our search pattern
and slow us to...
_________________________________
-(CRASHING)
-Ah!
_________________________________
-(ALARM RINGING)
-Out of my way!
_________________________________
(CREW SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(ROARING)
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
Tell Cookie to melt the butter
and break out the bibs.
_________________________________
I want this lobster served up
on a silver platter.
_________________________________
Load the torpedo bays!
Sub pod crews, battle stations!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
ENSIGN: Battle stations!
_________________________________
ROURKE: (ON INTERCOM)
Steady, boys. Don't panic.
_________________________________
Jimmy Christmas! It's a machine!
_________________________________
(ALARM RINGING)
_________________________________
Wait, wait! (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Launch subpods!
_________________________________
ENSIGN: Subpods away!
_________________________________
ROURKE: Fire!
_________________________________
We're free. All ahead full.
_________________________________
Fire torpedoes!
_________________________________
ENSIGN: Fire torpedos!
_________________________________
Get me the bridge!
_________________________________
Sir, it's Engineering on four.
_________________________________
AUDREY:
Rourke! We took a big hit down here,
_________________________________
and we're taking on water fast.
_________________________________
I don't want to be around
when it hits the boilers.
_________________________________
How much time do we have?
_________________________________
Twenty minutes, if the bulkhead holds.
_________________________________
(CLANGS) You better make that five.
_________________________________
You heard the lady. Let's move!
_________________________________
Move! Where? Move where?
_________________________________
Packard, sound the alarm!
_________________________________
He took his suitcase?
_________________________________
Marge, honey,
I don't think he's coming back.
_________________________________
-Packard!
-I have to call you back.
_________________________________
No, no, I'll call you.
_________________________________
(SIREN WAILING)
_________________________________
MRS. PACKARD: All hands, 
abandon ship.
_________________________________
Move it, people!
Sometime today would be nice!
_________________________________
Come on! Everybody
grab a seat and buckle in.
_________________________________
Lieutenant, get us out of here!
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________
-ROURKE: Lieutenant!
-I'm working on it!
_________________________________
Hang on.
_________________________________
Where to, Mr. Thatch?
_________________________________
We're looking for
a big crevice of some kind.
_________________________________
There! Up ahead.
_________________________________
All craft, make your mark
20 degrees down angle.
_________________________________
Roger! 20 degrees down angle.
_________________________________
Right behind you!
_________________________________
-MOLE: Sacré bleu!
-We're getting killed out here!
_________________________________
Look out!
_________________________________
It's only a grease trap.
It's just like a sink.
_________________________________
It's only a grease trap.
It's just like a sink.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in March 2018
_________________________________
Let me out of here!
Let me go! You can't do this!
_________________________________
Help!
_________________________________
Breaker, breaker, little mate.
_________________________________
I forgot to tell you around here,
you need to be quiet!
_________________________________
Or the rangers might hear you.
_________________________________
Now sit down and relax,
enjoy the view.
_________________________________
Nothing but abandoned opal mines
as far as the eye can see.
_________________________________
And dead ahead, is home sweet home.
_________________________________
(SINGING) Home, home on the range
_________________________________
Where the critters
are tied up in chains
_________________________________
I cut through their sides
And I rip off their hides
_________________________________
And the next day, I do it again
_________________________________
Everybody!
_________________________________
Home, home on the range...
_________________________________
WOMAN: Cody! Cody!
_________________________________
Cody!
_________________________________
MAN: Ladies and gentlemen, Flight 12
is now approaching Sydney airport.
_________________________________
Make sure your seat belts
are fastened and tables secured.
_________________________________
Enjoy your stay in Australia.
_________________________________
-Are we there yet?
-Yes.
_________________________________
Perhaps we should wake up Wilbur.
_________________________________
All right, I'll get him up.
_________________________________
-Wilbur.
-(SNORING)
_________________________________
Wilbur!
_________________________________
-Just five more minutes, Ma.
-(BIANCA SCREAMS)
_________________________________
-Wilbur!
-That's all I need, five more minutes.
_________________________________
Wilbur, are you awake?
_________________________________
-Get up, we're there!
-I'm up, I'm up.
_________________________________
Watch out!
_________________________________
Must have been sleeping on a bolt.
_________________________________
Oh, boy.
_________________________________
Throw another shrimp on the barbie,
'cause here I come!
_________________________________
-Here we go again!
-Cannonball!
_________________________________
Wee! (GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Gangway! Coming through.
Mice on board!
_________________________________
Clear the way!
Move over madam, there you go!
_________________________________
Coming through, sir. Thank you.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
Next stop, Mugwomp Flats.
_________________________________
Did we lose anyone back there?
_________________________________
BERNARD: Miss Bianca, from now on,
can't we just take the train?
_________________________________
(DANTE BARKS)
_________________________________
(DANTE CONTINUES BARKING)
_________________________________
Dante? Dante! Dante, wait up!
_________________________________
You got to stay with me, boy.
You don't know... where...
_________________________________
This isn't a dream, then.
You're all really out there.
_________________________________
-You thought we weren't?
-Well, I don't know.
_________________________________
I thought it might've been one of those
made up things that adults tell kids.
_________________________________
Like vitamins.
_________________________________
Miguel, vitamins are a real thing.
_________________________________
Well, now I'm thinking
maybe they could be.
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-Mija, it's not nice to stare at...
_________________________________
Ay! Santa Maria!
_________________________________
(WHOOSHING)
_________________________________
Are those... Alebrijes! But those are...
_________________________________
OSCAR: Real alebrijes. Spirit creatures.
_________________________________
They guide souls on their journey.
_________________________________
Watch your step.
They make caquitas everywhere.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Welcome back
to the Land of the Dead.
_________________________________
Please have all offerings
ready for re-entry.
_________________________________
Welcome back.
Anything to declare?
_________________________________
Some churros. From my family.
_________________________________
ARRIVALS AGENT:
How wonderful. Next.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: If you are
experiencing travel issues,
_________________________________
agents at the Department of Family...
_________________________________
Reunions are available to assist you.
_________________________________
DEPARTURES AGENT:
Next family, please.
_________________________________
(DINGS)
_________________________________
 Oh! Your photos are
on your son's ofrenda.
_________________________________
Have a great visit.
_________________________________
BOTH: Gracias.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: And remember
to return before sunrise.
_________________________________
Enjoy your visit.
_________________________________
-Next.
-(DINGS)
_________________________________
Your photo's on your dentist's
ofrenda. Enjoy your visit.
_________________________________
-Gracias.
-Next?
_________________________________
Yes! It is I. Frida Kahlo.
_________________________________
Shall we skip the scanner?
_________________________________
I'm on so many ofrendas
it'll just overwhelm your blinky thingy.
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
Well, shoot, looks like no one
put up your photo, Frida.
_________________________________
Okay, when I said I was Frida,
just now, that was a lie.
_________________________________
And I apologize for doing that.
_________________________________
No photo on an ofrenda,
no crossing the bridge.
_________________________________
I'm just gonna zip right over.
You won't even know I'm gone.
_________________________________
-Hey!
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(WOMAN YELPS)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
Almost...there. Just a little further.
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Upsy daisy...
_________________________________
Fine. Okay. Fine, who cares?
_________________________________
Dumb flower bridge!
_________________________________
Aw. I don't know what I'd do
if no one put up my photo.
_________________________________
-ARRIVALS AGENT: Next?
-Oh! Come, mijo. It's our turn.
_________________________________
Welcome back, amigos.
Anything to declare?
_________________________________
As a matter of fact, yes.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
Hola.
_________________________________
MALE ANNOUNCER:
Paging Marta Gonzales-Ramos.
_________________________________
Please report to Level Seven.
_________________________________
MIGUEL: Whoa!
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
(SIGHS) I miss my nose.
_________________________________
JAKE: Well, Sparky,
you've had this coming for a long time.
_________________________________
And now, you're gonna get it.
_________________________________
Ha!
_________________________________
Wise fly.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
WILBUR: Mugwomp tower,
_________________________________
this is Albatross 1-3
requesting permission to land. Over?
_________________________________
Albatross? Let's see.
_________________________________
Finch, wren, scrub-bird, lorikeet,
_________________________________
freckled duck, galah,
kookaburra, parrot,
_________________________________
cockatoo, alba... It's a jumbo!
_________________________________
Negative, you'll have to turn back.
_________________________________
-Our runway isn't long enough for you.
-WILBUR: Not long enough?
_________________________________
Look pal,
I can land this thing on a dime!
_________________________________
BERNARD: Wilbur,
if the runway isn't long enough...
_________________________________
WILBUR: You can't let radar jockeys
push you around. Leave it to me.
_________________________________
I say again, mate,
our runway is too short.
_________________________________
And I say again, mate, I'm coming in!
_________________________________
Crazy Yank. Quick, Sparky,
we gotta extend the runway.
_________________________________
Here we go!
_________________________________
We'll never make it!
_________________________________
Hot!
_________________________________
Passengers, please remain seated
_________________________________
until the aircraft comes
to a full and complete stop.
_________________________________
Thank you.
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
Quick, Sparky,
we need to make a drag line!
_________________________________
Don't try and tell me
the runway's too short.
_________________________________
Hold this for me, will you, pal?
_________________________________
Bloke ought to have his wings clipped.
_________________________________
Captain thanks you
for flying Albatross Airlines...
_________________________________
Crazy Yanks.
_________________________________
They think they can do any fool thing
without regard for...
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Welcome to Australia, ma'am.
_________________________________
Name's Jake. If there's any way
I can make your stay pleasant,
_________________________________
don't hesitate to ask.
_________________________________
-Oh, how kind.
-Allow me to get that bag for you.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
I've got a lot of luggage here.
_________________________________
Let me give you a hand with those.
_________________________________
Part of the friendly service
at Albatross...
_________________________________
-(BACK CRACKS)
-Ow! Big time hurt!
_________________________________
Back! It's out!
_________________________________
-Are you all right?
-Don't worry, I'll handle this.
_________________________________
Sparky, watch the tower.
We gotta get this bird to the hospital.
_________________________________
Can't go down, can't go up.
Take the bags!
_________________________________
MICE: Heave! Ho!
WILBUR: What are you doing?
_________________________________
What's going on? Wait!
_________________________________
-Wait a minute. Just stop everything.
-BIANCA: Wilbur, don't worry.
_________________________________
We'll come back the moment
we find the boy.
_________________________________
Wait! Wait a minute!
Don't leave me here, please!
_________________________________
I'm feeling much better now.
I'm even ready to hit the beaches.
_________________________________
I'm even ready to mambo. (HUMMING)
_________________________________
-(BACK CRACKS)
-Ow!
_________________________________
Doctor, will he be all right?
_________________________________
Now, my dear. Keep a stiff upper lip.
_________________________________
They all come in with a whimper,
and leave with a grin.
_________________________________
Off with you now. Leave everything
to me. Shoo, shoo. Off you go.
_________________________________
Hop to it, ladies.
We've got a bent bird on our hands.
_________________________________
-Move, bustle, bustle. That's it.
-Will it hurt, Doc?
_________________________________
Dear boy, you won't feel a thing.
_________________________________
-Launch the back brace!
-WILBUR: Hey, wait!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS) I've been skewered!
_________________________________
I've already missed tea, Mr. Albatross.
_________________________________
Now don't force me to take
drastic measures. You must relax.
_________________________________
Relax? I have never been
more relaxed in my life!
_________________________________
If I were any more relaxed, I'd be dead!
_________________________________
I'm not convinced.
_________________________________
60 milligrams!
_________________________________
60 milligrams.
_________________________________
WILBUR: Hey! What?
_________________________________
Are you guys crazy?
You can't do that to me!
_________________________________
I'm an American citizen, buddy!
_________________________________
-Better double it!
-Double?
_________________________________
-Double, coming up!
-WILBUR: No!
_________________________________
Prepare the albatross for medication.
_________________________________
I'm dreaming!
Come on, Wilbur. Wake up, boy!
_________________________________
-DOCTOR: Three degrees right.
-Come on!
_________________________________
-Three degrees right.
-Down two degrees.
_________________________________
Don't go down two!
_________________________________
-Down two degrees.
-Ready!
_________________________________
No, I'm not ready! No, please!
_________________________________
Aim!
_________________________________
Please don't do this to me.
_________________________________
DOCTOR: Fire!
_________________________________
-(GUNSHOT)
-WILBUR: Ow!
_________________________________
Oh! Oh! (MOANING)
_________________________________
Now we just gotta
figure out how to get there.
_________________________________
So are you and your husband here
on a little outback excursion?
_________________________________
No, we're not married.
_________________________________
In fact, we're here
on a top secret mission.
_________________________________
Very hush-hush.
_________________________________
Gonna rescue that kid
McLeach nabbed?
_________________________________
Why, that's right! How did you know?
_________________________________
You'll find it's tough
to keep secrets in the outback, miss.
_________________________________
So which way you taking?
_________________________________
Suicide Trail through Nightmare
Canyon, or shortcut at Satan's Ridge?
_________________________________
-"Suicide Trail"?
-Good choice.
_________________________________
More snakes, less quicksand.
_________________________________
Then once you cross Bloodworm Creek,
you're scot-free, that is until...
_________________________________
Dead Dingo Pass.
_________________________________
Wait a minute, I don't see
any of that stuff on the map.
_________________________________
A map's no good in the outback!
_________________________________
What you really need is someone
who knows the territory.
_________________________________
Mr. Jake, will you guide us?
_________________________________
At your service!
_________________________________
Better take my arm, miss.
It's gonna be a treacherous hike.
_________________________________
I remember the time it was just me
and 400 of these big, giant...
_________________________________
Doesn't even know how to fold a map.
_________________________________
For the next part of the Disney Princesses, go to: Pocahontas - Subtitles (en)
_________________________________
Holy cow!
_________________________________
Look at all this stuff.
_________________________________
VANELLOPE: Whoa.
_________________________________
This is the most beautiful
miracle I've ever seen.
_________________________________
But it's so big.
_________________________________
It goes on forever and ever.
_________________________________
(GLITCHING) How are we
possibly gonna find
_________________________________
ebay out there?
_________________________________
Hey, kid. Kid, don't worry.
_________________________________
I'm sure there's someone out here
_________________________________
who could give us directions.
Oh!
_________________________________
Look at that little egg guy.
_________________________________
He's got on one of those hats
that smart people wear.
_________________________________
I bet he could help us.
Come on.
_________________________________
Welcome back
to the search bar, madam.
_________________________________
I hope you are able to find
_________________________________
a satisfactory breakfast burrito...
_________________________________
based upon the search results
I provided this morning.
_________________________________
What can KnowsMore
help you find now?
_________________________________
Where can I find ballet...?
_________________________________
Ballet shoes? Ballet classes?
Ballet folklorico?
_________________________________
BALLET MOM: ...tights?
_________________________________
Girls' size small.
_________________________________
Oh, little Madeline's
trying ballet now, is she?
_________________________________
I hope this lasts longer
than the soccer phase.
_________________________________
(CHIMES)
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
I found 23 million results
_________________________________
for ballet tights,
girls' size small.
_________________________________
Isn't that interesting?
_________________________________
AUTOMATED VOICE: Redirecting
to DesmondsTutus.com.
_________________________________
They never say thank you.
_________________________________
Oh, hello, sir.
_________________________________
Interesting, you don't seem to
have a search history.
_________________________________
Well, let's start one for you.
_________________________________
What can KnowsMore
help you find today?
_________________________________
-Um...
-Umbrella. Umbrage.
_________________________________
-Umami. Uma Thurman.
-No.
_________________________________
Noah's Ark. No Doubt.
Nordstrom Rack.
_________________________________
(GROWLS) Err.
_________________________________
Ergonomics. Urban Outfitters.
Urkel, played by Jaleel White.
_________________________________
Looks like no one put
Humpty Dumpty together again.
_________________________________
This guy's a little soft-boiled.
_________________________________
I'm pretty sure he's just trying to
_________________________________
guess what you're gonna say.
_________________________________
Yes. I'm sorry,
_________________________________
but my autofill
is a touch aggressive today.
_________________________________
Let me try. (CLEARS THROAT)
ebay Sugar Rush
_________________________________
-steering wheel.
-(CHIMES)
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
I only found one result for your query.
_________________________________
Hmm. Isn't that interesting?
_________________________________
What? How did you...?
_________________________________
Ah, the Internet's very intuitive.
_________________________________
Thank you, Mr. KnowsMore.
_________________________________
Well, you're welcome.
_________________________________
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Redirecting to ebay.
_________________________________
(RALPH GROANING)
_________________________________
KNOWSMORE: I like her.
What a delightful girl.
_________________________________
AUTOMATED VOICE: Slow traffic
will be fined for speeds
_________________________________
less than three megabytes per second.
_________________________________
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
Wow, I guess we know where to go
_________________________________
if we ever need a pair of goggles.
_________________________________
There's a whole building full of them.
_________________________________
Oh! There it is! ebay!
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
Ralph,
we're really gonna do it.
_________________________________
We're actually gonna save my game.
_________________________________
Told you not to worry.
_________________________________
We just gotta keep our eyes on
the prize and stay focused.
_________________________________
Get rid of belly fat
using this one weird trick.
_________________________________
Ooh! I love weird tricks.
_________________________________
Sassy housewives want to meet you.
_________________________________
They do?
_________________________________
Congratulations,
you're a winner!
_________________________________
Really?
_________________________________
These ten child stars went to prison.
_________________________________
Number six will amaze you.
_________________________________
Ooh. That sounds interesting.
_________________________________
Wanna get rich playing video games?
_________________________________
Click here to find out how.
_________________________________
Ralph, come on!
_________________________________
But there's a lot of cool stuff here.
_________________________________
I'll be right here if you
change your mind, brother.
_________________________________
Ooh, how about you, lady?
_________________________________
You wanna get rich
playing video games?
_________________________________
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
_________________________________
 Come on, help us out, amigo.
_________________________________
We got to get to
a dozen ofrendas tonight.
_________________________________
We are not visiting your ex-wife's family
for Día de Muertos!
_________________________________
I demand to speak
to the person in charge!
_________________________________
I'm sorry, señora,
it says here no one put up your photo.
_________________________________
My family always put my photo
on the ofrenda.
_________________________________
That devil box tells you nothing but lies!
_________________________________
-Mamá Imelda? (GASPS)
-Oh, mi familia!
_________________________________
They wouldn't let me cross the bridge.
_________________________________
Tell this woman and her devil box
_________________________________
that my photo is in the ofrenda.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) Well, we never
made it to the ofrenda.
_________________________________
-What?
-We ran into... (STAMMERS)
_________________________________
-(GASPS) Miguel?
-Mamá Imelda.
_________________________________
What is going on?
_________________________________
You the Rivera family?
_________________________________
(COMPUTER EXPLODES)
_________________________________
Well, you're cursed.
_________________________________
-(ALL GASP)
-What?
_________________________________
Día de los Muertos is
the night to give to the dead.
_________________________________
You stole from the dead!
_________________________________
But I wasn't stealing the guitar.
_________________________________
Guitar?
_________________________________
It was my great-great-grandfather's.
_________________________________
He would have wanted me to have it.
_________________________________
Ah, ah, ah. We do not speak
of that musician.
_________________________________
He is dead to this family.
_________________________________
MIGUEL: Uh, you're all dead.
_________________________________
(SNEEZES)
_________________________________
I am sorry. Whose alebrije is that?
_________________________________
That's just Dante.
_________________________________
He sure doesn't look like an alebrije.
_________________________________
He just looks like a plain old dog.
_________________________________
Or a sausage someone dropped
in a barbershop.
_________________________________
Whatever he is,
I am (SNEEZES) terribly allergic.
_________________________________
But Dante doesn't have any hair.
_________________________________
And I don't have a nose,
and yet, here we are.
_________________________________
(SNEEZES)
_________________________________
But none of this explains
why I couldn't cross over.
_________________________________
Oh! (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
You took my photo off the ofrenda?
_________________________________
-It was an accident.
-How do we send him back?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Well,
since it's a family matter...
_________________________________
the way to undo a family curse
_________________________________
-is to get your family's blessing.
-That's it?
_________________________________
Get your family's blessing
_________________________________
and everything should go
back to normal.
_________________________________
But you got to do it by sunrise.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS)
What happens at sunrise?
_________________________________
Híjole! Your hand!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
Whoa, Miguel,
can't have you fainting on us.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) But not to worry.
Your family's here.
_________________________________
You can get your blessing right now.
_________________________________
Cempasúchil, cempasúchil.
Aha! Perdón, señora.
_________________________________
Oh. (GIGGLES)
_________________________________
Now, you look at the living
and say his name.
_________________________________
Miguel.
_________________________________
Nailed it. Now say,
"I give you my blessing."
_________________________________
I give you my blessing.
_________________________________
I give you my blessing to go home...
_________________________________
to put my photo back on the ofrenda,
_________________________________
and to never play music again.
_________________________________
What? She can't do that!
_________________________________
Well, technically, she can add
any condition she wants.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Fine.
_________________________________
CLERK: Then you hand
the petal to Miguel.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(LAUGHS IN RELIEF)
_________________________________
 No skeletons!
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Mariachi Plaza, here I come.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Two seconds and you already
break your promise.
_________________________________
This isn't fair. It's my life.
You already had yours.
_________________________________
Papá Julio, I ask for your blessing.
_________________________________
-(WHIMPERS)
-Tía Rosita? Oscar?
_________________________________
-(ALL WHIMPERING)
-Felipe? Tía Victoria?
_________________________________
Don't make this hard, mijo.
You go home my way or no way.
_________________________________
You really hate music that much?
_________________________________
I will not let you go down
the same path he did.
_________________________________
The same path he did. He's family.
_________________________________
Listen to your Mamá Imelda.
_________________________________
She's just looking out for you.
_________________________________
Be reasonable.
_________________________________
Con permiso,
I need to visit the restroom.
_________________________________
Be right back.
_________________________________
Uh, should we tell him
there are no restrooms
_________________________________
in the Land of the Dead?
_________________________________
(AUCTIONEER CHATTERING)
_________________________________
Ladies and gentlemen,
the next item up...
_________________________________
a black velvet painting
of a sorrowful kitten.
_________________________________
Bidding starts at 49.99.
_________________________________
850 for the beaver,
_________________________________
the beautifully taxidermied beaver...
_________________________________
...a gently used artificial hip...
_________________________________
and the bidding's open at $10.
Do I hear 20?
_________________________________
AUCTIONEER: Do I hear 350?
Who'll give me 350?
_________________________________
50, 50, 50 now.
_________________________________
-who'll give me 350?
-MALE BIDDER: 400!
_________________________________
Going once,
going twice and sold!
_________________________________
-(BELL DINGS)
-The tortilla chip shaped like
_________________________________
international superstar
Beyoncé Knowles...
_________________________________
goes for 400.
_________________________________
Yay! So happy.
_________________________________
Are you understanding
how this game works?
_________________________________
I think all you have to do is
yell out the biggest number...
_________________________________
and then you win this stuff.
_________________________________
(SCOFFS) And I thought
Q*bert's game was weird.
_________________________________
Hey, kid, hop up here...
_________________________________
and see if you can tell
_________________________________
where they keep their steering wheels.
_________________________________
Uh, there's a bunch of sports
memberabilia.
_________________________________
And big baby clothes called "lingerie."
_________________________________
-RALPH: Huh.
-Go to the right, move right.
_________________________________
Oh. There's a row with a bunch
of old video game junk!
_________________________________
Oh, there it is! There it is!
I see it!
_________________________________
Oh, someone else is trying to win it.
_________________________________
Come on. Hurry, let's go!
_________________________________
We got 275.
_________________________________
And with 30 seconds left
in the auction, we have 275.
_________________________________
RALPH: Move! Move! Hey!
_________________________________
-That's ours! Out of the way!
-Do I hear a three?
_________________________________
-I'll give you three!
- I got three!
_________________________________
Can I get a 305? 305?
Can I give a 3-5?
_________________________________
-305.
-305, can I get a 310?
_________________________________
-Can you bid 310?
-310.
_________________________________
-315.
-320.
_________________________________
325.
_________________________________
Oh, man, this guy is good!
_________________________________
He keeps coming up with
numbers like it's nothing.
_________________________________
I hear three-and-a-quarter.
Do I hear 350?
_________________________________
-350? 350?
-Watch this.
_________________________________
1,000!
_________________________________
1,000!
Now we have a bid of 1,000!
_________________________________
Way to go, kid!
That is a huge number.
_________________________________
-Thank you.
-Check this out.
_________________________________
15,000!
_________________________________
15,000! Do I hear 15-5?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS)
_________________________________
15-fiver!
_________________________________
-16!
-17!
_________________________________
-18!
-20!
_________________________________
-23!
-25!
_________________________________
-27!
-27 and one!
_________________________________
And sold! For 27,001...
_________________________________
to the barefoot hobo
in the broken overalls.
_________________________________
Hey, that's me!
_________________________________
-We won!
-We won!
_________________________________
Congratulations.
Here's your voucher
_________________________________
for auction item 197324579.
_________________________________
Please take it to checkout
for processing.
_________________________________
EBAY ELAYNE: So, we are set to ship
_________________________________
one Sugar Rush steering wheel...
_________________________________
-RALPH: Mmm-hmmm.
-...to a Litwak's Family
_________________________________
FunLand in Los Aburridos,
California.
_________________________________
Yep.
_________________________________
With expedited shipping,
_________________________________
that should arrive Wednesday morning.
_________________________________
That's two whole days before
Litwak scraps your game.
_________________________________
We're way ahead of schedule.
_________________________________
We rule!
_________________________________
I'll just need a credit card number.
_________________________________
Sorry, what's a credit card number?
_________________________________
A credit card number.
_________________________________
Number. Right.
Uh, seven.
_________________________________
Excuse me?
_________________________________
Sorry, no. You're right,
ridiculous. I meant 11.
_________________________________
Those aren't credit card numbers.
_________________________________
I'm pretty sure they are.
_________________________________
How exactly do you intend
to pay for this item, sir?
_________________________________
You owe $27,001.
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
Dollars? Dollars like money?
_________________________________
Yes, and if you don't have a credit card...
_________________________________
we also accept PayPal,
Venmo,
_________________________________
ProPay, SquareCash and BuzzzyBucks.
_________________________________
-Uh...
-(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
You're gonna laugh. Okay.
_________________________________
So this big galoot,
he left his wallet at home.
_________________________________
Yeah, yeah, I did leave
my wallet at home,
_________________________________
in my wallet room.
And the door's locked.
_________________________________
Uh-huh.
_________________________________
Look. If you don't pay within 24 hours...
_________________________________
you will be in violation
of the unpaid item policy...
_________________________________
you will forfeit the bid,
and you will lose this item.
_________________________________
Next!
_________________________________
Hey, buddy, you going to eboy?
_________________________________
Well, I got some free advice
for you. Don't.
_________________________________
What a scam!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING) We were so close,
and we would have gotten...
_________________________________
Look, their signs aren't even real!
_________________________________
(SHOUTS)
_________________________________
What the heck? Dang Internet.
_________________________________
(CHIMING)
_________________________________
(SHOUTING)
_________________________________
Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man.
_________________________________
Hey, kid. What's going on?
What's wrong?
_________________________________
If I don't have the steering wheel,
_________________________________
I don't have the game,
I'm gameless.
_________________________________
There's only one steering
wheel on the whole Internet...
_________________________________
and we blew our chance
to get it. We blew it!
_________________________________
Hey, hey, hey, calm down.
_________________________________
We came here to save your game,
_________________________________
and that's what we're gonna do.
_________________________________
Right.
_________________________________
-Okay?
-Okay, yeah.
_________________________________
(EXHALES)
_________________________________
There you go.
_________________________________
Now look, all we gotta do...
_________________________________
is figure out a way
to earn a little bit of moola.
_________________________________
We're video game characters,
Ralph! We don't have moola.
_________________________________
Unless you can think
of some magical way
_________________________________
to get rich playing video games.
_________________________________
(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Vámonos.
_________________________________
PATROLWOMAN: We got a family
looking for a living boy.
_________________________________
If I want to be a musician,
I need a musician's blessing.
_________________________________
We got to find my great-great-grandpa.
_________________________________
-Hold it, muchaco.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(SHOUTS)
_________________________________
I found that living boy!
_________________________________
Oh, whoa, excuse me. Excuse me, folks.
_________________________________
Excuse me.
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
No, no. Dante!
_________________________________
Disturbing the peace. Fleeing an officer.
_________________________________
Falsifying a unibrow.
_________________________________
-That's illegal?
-Very illegal.
_________________________________
You need to clean up your act, amigo.
_________________________________
Amigo? Oh, that's so nice
to hear you say that
_________________________________
because I have just had a...
_________________________________
really hard Día de Muertos
and I could really use
_________________________________
-an amigo right now.
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
And amigos, they help their amigos.
_________________________________
You get me across that bridge tonight,
and I'll make it worth your while.
_________________________________
Oh! You like de la Cruz?
He and I go way back.
_________________________________
I can get you front row seats
to his Sunrise Spectacular show.
_________________________________
I'll get you backstage.
You can meet him.
_________________________________
You just got to let me cross that bridge!
_________________________________
I should lock you up
for the rest of the holiday.
_________________________________
But my shift's almost up
and I want to visit my living family.
_________________________________
So I'm letting you off with a warning.
_________________________________
Can I at least get my costume back?
_________________________________
Uh... No.
_________________________________
(GROANS) Some amigo.
_________________________________
Hey! Hey! You really know de la Cruz?
_________________________________
Who wants to... Ahh! Ay! You're alive!
_________________________________
Shh! Yeah, I'm alive.
_________________________________
And if I want to get back to
the Land of the Living...
_________________________________
I need de la Cruz's blessing.
_________________________________
That's weirdly specific.
_________________________________
He's my great-great-grandfather.
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) He's your Gr... What?
_________________________________
Ugh.
_________________________________
Wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait. (GASPS)
_________________________________
Wait. No, wait, wait, wait.
_________________________________
Wait! Yes! You're going back
to the Land of the Living!
_________________________________
You know what?
Maybe this isn't such a good...
_________________________________
No, no, niño! Niño, niño,
I can help you. You can help me.
_________________________________
We can help each other.
_________________________________
But most importantly, you can help me.
_________________________________
-Miguel!
-I'm Héctor.
_________________________________
-That's nice.
-(YELPS)
_________________________________
Espérame, chamaco!
_________________________________
(ALL GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Ay, he is going to get himself killed!
_________________________________
I need my spirit guide...
Pepita. (WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(SCREECHING)
_________________________________
Who has that petal Miguel touched?
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-Here. Nice alebrije.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
(SNARLING)
_________________________________
HELEN: What are we gonna do?
_________________________________
BOB: I don't know.
_________________________________
Maybe Dicker will find something?
_________________________________
Dicker is gone, Bob.
_________________________________
Any thought we had about being
Supers again is fantasy.
_________________________________
One of us has gotta get a job.
_________________________________
One of us?
_________________________________
You did a long stint at Insuricare.
_________________________________
Hated every minute of it.
_________________________________
I know it was hard on you.
_________________________________
Maybe it's my turn in the private sector
_________________________________
and you take care of the kids...
_________________________________
No, I'm doing this.
I need to do this.
_________________________________
You know where my suit and ties are?
_________________________________
Burned up when...
_________________________________
BOTH:
The jet destroyed our house.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Yeah.
_________________________________
We can't count
on anyone else now, Bob.
_________________________________
It's just us.
_________________________________
-We can't wait for...
-(DOOR BANGS)
_________________________________
LUCIUS: No lifeguard on duty!
_________________________________
Swim at your own risk.
_________________________________
Oh, where'd you go today?
_________________________________
I noticed you missed all the fun.
_________________________________
LUCIUS: Don't be mad because
I know when to leave a party.
_________________________________
I'm just as illegal as you guys.
_________________________________
Besides, I knew the cops
would let you go.
_________________________________
Yeah, in spite of Bob's best efforts.
_________________________________
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
_________________________________
I heard the program shut down.
_________________________________
How much longer are you in this motel?
_________________________________
Two weeks.
_________________________________
Now, you know the offer still stands.
_________________________________
You're very generous,
but there are five of us.
_________________________________
We wouldn't do that to you and Honey.
_________________________________
Well, door's always open.
_________________________________
You know,
the news isn't all bad.
_________________________________
While you guys were being detained...
_________________________________
I was approached by a dude
who represents this tycoon.
_________________________________
BOB: Winston Deavor.
LUCIUS: Wants to talk...
_________________________________
with me, with you two,
about hero stuff.
_________________________________
LUCIUS: I checked him out.
_________________________________
He's legit.
_________________________________
Trained under Dicker.
He wants to meet.
_________________________________
Ah, jeez!
More superhero trouble.
_________________________________
We just came from the
police station, Lucius.
_________________________________
When?
_________________________________
Tonight. I'm going there now.
_________________________________
You enjoy,
I'm sitting this one out.
_________________________________
He wants all three of us.
_________________________________
Honey, let's just at least
hear what he has to say.
_________________________________
You got the address,
I'll meet you guys there.
_________________________________
Go in our Supersuits?
_________________________________
Yeah.
_________________________________
Might wanna wear the old Supersuits.
_________________________________
Got a feeling he's nostalgic.
_________________________________
Where are you going?
_________________________________
The fresh air is especially good tonight.
_________________________________
If Jack-Jack wakes up...
_________________________________
I know the drill.
_________________________________
(DOOR CLOSES)
_________________________________
Your security badges.
Please, this way.
_________________________________
Hey, listen,
you're my biggest fan.
_________________________________
-Good to see you.
-(STAMMERING)
_________________________________
I'm your biggest fan.
Shoot!
_________________________________
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
_________________________________
WINSTON: I love superheroes!
_________________________________
The powers, the costumes...
_________________________________
the mythic struggles.
_________________________________
Winston Deavor.
You can call me Win.
_________________________________
Genuine pleasure to meet you.
_________________________________
-Frozone!
-It's good to see you.
_________________________________
-Elastigirl.
-Nice to meet you.
_________________________________
-Mr. Incredible!
-Hello.
_________________________________
♪ Mr. Incredible, Incredible
_________________________________
BOTH:
♪ Incredible
_________________________________
♪ Catching the bad guys
Pow, pow, pow ♪
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGH)
_________________________________
♪ Who's the cat
Who's always chill
_________________________________
♪ When survival odds
Are close to nil
_________________________________
♪ Frozone
Frozone
_________________________________
BOTH:
♪ Frozone ♪
_________________________________
-Yeah!
-(ALL LAUGH)
_________________________________
Can't tell you what a thrill
this is. And this...
_________________________________
Oh, hello there, superheroes.
I'm so sorry I'm late.
_________________________________
...is my tardy sister, Evelyn.
_________________________________
And I'm scolding myself
so you don't have to, Winston!
_________________________________
Spectacular.
_________________________________
My father was so proud
_________________________________
that I was even remotely
connected to you guys.
_________________________________
He used to call you
the last line of defense.
_________________________________
He was your top supporter.
_________________________________
He donated to superhero causes.
_________________________________
He raised money
_________________________________
for the Dynaguy statue in Avery Park.
_________________________________
He got to know many Supers personally.
_________________________________
Even installed a phone
_________________________________
with direct lines
to Gazerbeam and Fironic...
_________________________________
in case of emergencies.
_________________________________
He loved that,
showed it off to everyone.
_________________________________
He was heartbroken
_________________________________
when you were all forced
to go underground.
_________________________________
Father believed the world
_________________________________
would become more dangerous
without you.
_________________________________
He didn't know how right he was.
_________________________________
There was a break-in.
_________________________________
(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________
WINSTON:
My father called Gazerbeam.
_________________________________
The direct line.
_________________________________
-(LINE BEEPS)
-No answer.
_________________________________
He called Fironic, no answer.
_________________________________
Superheroes had just been
made illegal...
_________________________________
The robbers discovered him
on the phone...
_________________________________
-and shot him.
-(GUNSHOT)
_________________________________
So...
_________________________________
ELASTIGIRL:
It must've been hard.
_________________________________
EVELYN: Especially for Mother.
_________________________________
She died a few months later.
Heartbreak.
_________________________________
If superheroes had not been
forced underground...
_________________________________
it never would've happened.
_________________________________
Or Dad could've taken Mom
to the safe room
_________________________________
as soon as he knew there was trouble.
_________________________________
I disagree strongly!
_________________________________
But we're not going into it right now.
_________________________________
The point is...
_________________________________
nobody expected us
_________________________________
to be able to actually run
Dad's company.
_________________________________
But with Evelyn as designer,
and myself as operator...
_________________________________
uh, we threw ourselves
into building DEVTECH
_________________________________
into what it is today.
_________________________________
FROZONE: A world-class
telecommunications company.
_________________________________
Bigger than ever.
_________________________________
Perfectly positioned to make
some wrong things right.
_________________________________
Hence, this meeting.
_________________________________
Let me ask you something.
_________________________________
What is the main reason
_________________________________
you were all forced underground?
_________________________________
-Ignorance.
-Perception.
_________________________________
Take today for example,
with the Underminer.
_________________________________
Difficult situation.
_________________________________
You were faced
with a lot of hard decisions.
_________________________________
Oh, tell me about it.
_________________________________
WINSTON: I can't.
_________________________________
Because, I didn't see it...
_________________________________
neither did anyone else.
_________________________________
So, when you fight bad guys like today...
_________________________________
people don't see the fight
or what led up to it.
_________________________________
They see what politicians
tell them to see.
_________________________________
They see destruction and they see you.
_________________________________
So, if we wanna change
_________________________________
people's perceptions
about superheroes...
_________________________________
we need you
_________________________________
to share your perceptions with the world.
_________________________________
-How do we do that?
-EVELYN: With cameras.
_________________________________
We need you to share your
perceptions with the world.
_________________________________
ELASTIGIRL: How do we do that?
_________________________________
EVELYN: We embed tiny cameras,
like those,
_________________________________
into your Supersuits.
_________________________________
Wow, so small.
_________________________________
And the picture is outstanding.
_________________________________
Thanks! Designed 'em myself.
_________________________________
WINSTON: We've got resources,
lobbyists,
_________________________________
worldwide connections...
_________________________________
and very important, insurance.
_________________________________
Insurance is key.
_________________________________
All we need now
are the super-est superheroes.
_________________________________
It needs you three.
Come on!
_________________________________
Help me make all Supers legal again.
_________________________________
This sounds great!
_________________________________
Let's get this going.
What's my first assignment?
_________________________________
That enthusiasm is golden.
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Now hold on to it.
But for our first move...
_________________________________
Well, Elastigirl is our best play.
_________________________________
-Better than me?
-(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
I mean, she's good.
_________________________________
(STAMMERING)
Really, a credit to her...
_________________________________
You know. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
You know.
_________________________________
With great respect...
_________________________________
let's not test the whole
_________________________________
"insurance-will-pay-
for-everything" idea...
_________________________________
-on the first go 'round, okay?
-(FROZONE CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Wait a minute.
You're saying what? I'm messy?
_________________________________
Well, Evelyn did
a cost-benefit analysis...
_________________________________
comparing all your last
five years of crime-fighting
_________________________________
before going underground.
_________________________________
And Elastigirl's numbers
are self-explanatory.
_________________________________
Well, it's not a fair comparison!
_________________________________
Heavyweight problems
need heavyweight solutions.
_________________________________
Of course! We're gonna solve
_________________________________
all kinds of problems together.
_________________________________
After the perfect launch with Elastigirl!
_________________________________
So, what do you say?
_________________________________
What do I say? (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
I don't know.
_________________________________
What do you mean,
you don't know?
_________________________________
A few hours ago,
you were saying it was over...
_________________________________
and being a superhero was a fantasy.
_________________________________
Now, you get the offer of a lifetime
_________________________________
and you don't know?
_________________________________
It's not that simple, Bob.
I wanna protect the kids!
_________________________________
So do I.
_________________________________
From jail, Bob!
_________________________________
-(SPITS)
-BOB: And how do you do that?
_________________________________
By turning down the chance
to change the law
_________________________________
that forces them to hide what they are?
_________________________________
They haven't decided what
they are. They're still kids.
_________________________________
Kids with powers,
which makes them Supers...
_________________________________
whether they decide
to use those powers or not.
_________________________________
This will benefit them.
_________________________________
It's not a good time to be away.
_________________________________
Dash is having trouble with homework...
_________________________________
Vi is worried about her first date
_________________________________
with that boy she likes,
Tony...
_________________________________
and Jack-Jack...
_________________________________
Jack-Jack?
What's wrong with him?
_________________________________
Okay, nothing's wrong with Jack-Jack.
_________________________________
But, even a normal baby
needs a lot of attention.
_________________________________
I'm just not sure I can leave.
_________________________________
Of course you can leave.
_________________________________
You've got to. So that I...
_________________________________
we could be Supers again,
_________________________________
so our kids can have that choice.
_________________________________
(SCOFFS)
So you can have that choice.
_________________________________
All right, yes!
_________________________________
So I can have that choice.
_________________________________
And I would do a great job!
_________________________________
Regardless of what Deavor's
pie charts say or whatever...
_________________________________
But they want you.
_________________________________
(STRAINED)
And you'll do a great...
_________________________________
job...
_________________________________
too.
_________________________________
(INHALES SHARPLY) Well, that
was excruciating to watch.
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-I can't lie to you.
_________________________________
It's nice to be wanted.
Flattery, you know, but...
_________________________________
But what's the choice?
_________________________________
One, do this right,
_________________________________
get well paid,
we're out of the motel...
_________________________________
and things get better for all Supers,
_________________________________
including our kids.
_________________________________
Or two...
_________________________________
I find a job in two weeks
or we're homeless.
_________________________________
You know it's crazy, right?
_________________________________
To help my family,
I gotta leave it.
_________________________________
To fix the law,
I gotta break it.
_________________________________
You'll be great.
_________________________________
I know I will.
_________________________________
But what about you?
We have kids.
_________________________________
I'll watch the kids,
no problem.
_________________________________
-Easy.
-Easy, huh?
_________________________________
You're adorable.
_________________________________
Well, if there is a problem,
_________________________________
I'll drop this thing and come right back.
_________________________________
You won't need to.
_________________________________
I got it,
you go do this thing.
_________________________________
Do it so...
_________________________________
I can do it better. (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(DIM ROARING)
_________________________________
Get back! Get back!
Get back, you horrible beast!
_________________________________
I have no fear!
_________________________________
Oh, my goodness.
_________________________________
(CRYING)
_________________________________
(CROWD BOOING)
_________________________________
(BAND PLAYS FLOURISH)
_________________________________
Oh, I'm so sorry, Dim. An owie?
_________________________________
Okay, show Rosie the owie.
All right, Dim. It's okay.
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
I have been in outhouses
that didn't stink that bad.
_________________________________
This is ridiculous.
What a disappointment.
_________________________________
-(GASPS) No!
-You! Come here!
_________________________________
I want my money back!
_________________________________
No refunds after the first two minutes.
_________________________________
Popcorn! Stale popcorn!
_________________________________
We're losing the audience!
You clowns get out there now!
_________________________________
I hate performing
on an empty stomach!
_________________________________
Do your act, Heimlich.
_________________________________
-Then you can eat.
-SLIM: P.T., what's the point?
_________________________________
Not now, Slim.
_________________________________
What's the point of going out there?
They'll only laugh at me.
_________________________________
-That's because you're a clown!
-No, it's because I'm a prop!
_________________________________
You always cast me as the broom,
the pole, the stick, a splinter.
_________________________________
You're a walking stick. It's funny!
_________________________________
-Now go!
-You parasite.
_________________________________
(CROWD BOOING)
_________________________________
(PLAYING FLOURISH)
_________________________________
Tra la, la, la, la.
_________________________________
Spring is in the air.
_________________________________
And I'm a flower
with nothing interesting to say. A bee!
_________________________________
I am a cute little bumblebee!
_________________________________
Here I come!
_________________________________
(SLIM SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(PANTING) Slow down, you flowers!
_________________________________
Candy corn! Here. Here.
Let me help you to finish it.
_________________________________
Hey, cutie!
Want to pollinate with a real bug?
_________________________________
(LAUGHING RAUCOUSLY)
_________________________________
Come to Papa, yeah!
_________________________________
So, being a ladybug
automatically makes me a girl,
_________________________________
is that it, fly boy?
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
-She's a guy!
-Francis, leave them alone.
_________________________________
-They are poo-poo heads!
-Not again.
_________________________________
Judging by your breath,
_________________________________
you must have been
buzzing around a dung heap all day.
_________________________________
Come on, Francis.
You're making the maggots cry.
_________________________________
(OPERATIC VOCALIZING)
_________________________________
All right, we're dying out there.
Gypsy, quick! You and Manny...
_________________________________
Shh. He's in a trance.
_________________________________
Well, get him out of it!
You and your husband are up now.
_________________________________
Manny, we're on.
_________________________________
Oh? Yet again it is up to me
to rescue the performance.
_________________________________
Gypsy, come.
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
(CRASH)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
-The stage is the other way, dear.
-Yes, of course.
_________________________________
Anytime, pal! I'm gonna pick
the hairs out of your head one by one!
_________________________________
-Take your best shot!
-You name the place!
_________________________________
-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah, 'cause when you get there,
_________________________________
-you are dead!
-Francis, let me handle this.
_________________________________
-That's no way to speak to a lady.
-I heard that, you twig.
_________________________________
Ladies and gentlemen, allow me
to present Manto the Magnificent
_________________________________
and his lovely assistant, Gypsy!
_________________________________
(GONG SOUNDING)
_________________________________
From the most mysterious regions
of uncharted Asia,
_________________________________
I give you the Chinese Cabinet
_________________________________
of Metamorphosis!
_________________________________
Rosie, whole troupe.
On stage! Finale! Now!
_________________________________
-Okay, I just need a little time to...
-Now!
_________________________________
Coming. Coming. Tuck, Roll,
let's get moving, guys. We're up next.
_________________________________
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
_________________________________
Don't you understand? We are up!
_________________________________
"Up-a."
_________________________________
-BOTH: Hey!
-Hey! They don't understand me.
_________________________________
I summon the voice of Confucius...
_________________________________
Get off the stage, you old hack!
_________________________________
I demand to know who said that!
_________________________________
How dare you!
_________________________________
(CROWD BOOING)
_________________________________
Ingrates!
_________________________________
Manny? Manny!
_________________________________
I only got 24 hours to live,
and I ain't gonna waste it here.
_________________________________
Come on.
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
(SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
I've just about had it with these losers!
_________________________________
Flaming death!
_________________________________
I hold in my hand the match,
_________________________________
the match that decides whether
two bugs live or die this very evening.
_________________________________
In a moment, I will light
this trail of matches,
_________________________________
leading to a sheet of flypaper
doused in lighter fluid!
_________________________________
Aimed directly at the flypaper
are Tuck and Roll,
_________________________________
the pill-bug cannonballs!
_________________________________
The cannon will be triggered by Dim,
_________________________________
trained to jump
at the sound of this bell,
_________________________________
set to go off in 15 seconds.
_________________________________
Our pill bugs' only hope of survival
_________________________________
is our mistress of the high wire, Rosie!
_________________________________
Secured to a web line of exact length,
_________________________________
Rosie will plummet down
to these two posts,
_________________________________
spinning a web of safety
in less than 15 seconds!
_________________________________
Not good enough, you say?
Well, what if they were all
_________________________________
blindfolded?
_________________________________
Ladies and gentlemen,
may I suggest that those of you
_________________________________
with weak constitutions
leave the arena,
_________________________________
for this act is so dangerous
_________________________________
that if the slightest thing
should go wrong...
_________________________________
-No!
-Go? Okay, through the tunnel...
_________________________________
GYPSY: Whoa!
_________________________________
(TIMER DINGS)
_________________________________
-Okay, that's done!
-Whoa!
_________________________________
-P.T.!
-Oh, no!
_________________________________
P.T. FLEA: Rosie!
_________________________________
-We need some water!
-Water, water, water, water!
_________________________________
(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
P.T. FLEA: Get me out of here!
_________________________________
Wow!
_________________________________
-It's the web. I'm sorry. It's...
-You're all fired.
_________________________________
SLIM: We got the water!
HEIMLICH: Here we come, P.T.!
_________________________________
(CLAPPING)
_________________________________
Whoo! Whoa!
_________________________________
Burn him again!
_________________________________
And here's what you've been
waiting for, fellas.
_________________________________
Your very own Oozma Kappa bedroom.
_________________________________
Oh... Great! We're sharing this room?
_________________________________
We'll let you guys get settled.
_________________________________
Anything you need,
you just give a big holler-oonie!
_________________________________
Okay, thanks, buddy.
Are you kidding me?
_________________________________
Look, they don't need to be good.
I'm going to carry the whole team.
_________________________________
Really? And who's going to carry you?
_________________________________
Hey, if you want to go back
to can design,
_________________________________
you know where the door is.
_________________________________
(FLICKING LIGHT SWITCH)
_________________________________
Great.
_________________________________
Guys?
_________________________________
Anybody home?
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
Um...
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) Hello?
_________________________________
Fellas?
_________________________________
Do you pledge your souls
_________________________________
to the Oozma Kappa brotherhood?
_________________________________
-Ow!
-Do you swear to
_________________________________
-keep secret...
-...all that you learn here?
_________________________________
No matter how horrifying?
_________________________________
Hey!
_________________________________
Will you take the sacred oath
of the... (GASPS)
_________________________________
-For crying out loud.
-Sweetie!
_________________________________
Turn the lights on
while you're down here!
_________________________________
You're going to ruin your eyes!
_________________________________
Mom! We're doing an initiation!
_________________________________
Oh, scary. Well, carry on.
_________________________________
Just pretend I'm not here.
_________________________________
This is my mom's house.
_________________________________
Do you promise to look out
for your brothers...
_________________________________
(DIAL CRANKING)
_________________________________
...no matter what the peril?
_________________________________
(WASHING MACHINE WHIRRING)
_________________________________
Will you defend Oozma Kappa
no matter how dangerous?
_________________________________
No matter how insurmountable
the odds may be?
_________________________________
From evils both great and small?
_________________________________
In the face of unending pain and...
_________________________________
Oh, forget it! You're in.
_________________________________
Look, we know
we're no one's first choice
_________________________________
for a fraternity,
_________________________________
so it means a lot
to have you here with us.
_________________________________
Can't wait to start Scaring
with you, brothers.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
-Time for a celebration!
-Yeah!
_________________________________
Grab the couch cushions, gentlemen,
_________________________________
because we're building a fort!
_________________________________
Mom, can we stay up late tonight?
_________________________________
Day 37 under the dome.
_________________________________
We are facing intermittent
power failures which...
_________________________________
Okay, very funny. Now, I'm
going to turn the lights off again.
_________________________________
When they come back on, I want
all my booze back the way it was.
_________________________________
Yeah, okay. Okay.
_________________________________
I'm very proud of you, Bart.
Over 24 hours sober.
_________________________________
-You are, aren't you?
-I'll prove it.
_________________________________
(MOANING WITH PLEASURE)
_________________________________
Look, we're giving
your father another chance,
_________________________________
and we owe it to him to... (GASPS)
_________________________________
-Oh, my God.
-Can I help you?
_________________________________
Uh... Uh, we need diapers.
_________________________________
-Okay.
-No, no, we don't. We don't.
_________________________________
-Ladies' razorblades.
-Right.
_________________________________
No, no, no, we don't.
I forgot, we're European.
_________________________________
(MARGE GIGGLING)
_________________________________
-Uh-huh.
-Just give us beef jerky.
_________________________________
Lots and lots of beef jerky.
_________________________________
That's right. That's what we need.
That's all we came in for.
_________________________________
Sure.
_________________________________
Mmm-hmm.
_________________________________
Oh, my God, there they...
There they are!
_________________________________
(SUCKS PACIFIER)
_________________________________
(BART LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
FLY: No, Harry, no!
Don't look at the light!
_________________________________
HARRY: I can't help it! It's so beautiful!
_________________________________
(SIZZLING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Try not to look like a country bug.
_________________________________
Blend. Blend in.
_________________________________
BUG 1: Hey, buggy!
_________________________________
BUG 2: What do you expect?
The guy's a tick.
_________________________________
(DRONING BUZZ)
_________________________________
Wow, the city!
_________________________________
(FLIK EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
Making all stops to the septic tank,
including standing water,
_________________________________
empty bean can and dead rat.
_________________________________
-Watch your stingers. All aboard!
-BUG 3: Hey, watch it.
_________________________________
-BUG 4: Get out of the way!
-Oh, sorry.
_________________________________
-Watch where you're going!
-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that.
_________________________________
Oh, sorry!
_________________________________
(OFF-KEY VIOLIN SAWING)
_________________________________
FLIK: Oh. I'm really, really sorry.
_________________________________
That was an... An accident.
_________________________________
BUG 5: Hey, tough guy!
_________________________________
-BUG 6: Hey, let go of me!
-I'll show you who's tough!
_________________________________
-And stay out!
-Tough bugs!
_________________________________
(SALOON PIANO PLAYING)
_________________________________
I knew an old lady
who swallowed a fly...
_________________________________
-Move it!
-Whoa.
_________________________________
Hey, waiter! I'm in my soup!
_________________________________
I've been working out. Feel my wing.
_________________________________
Yo! Two Black Flags over here!
_________________________________
-All right.
-(CHUCKLES) Hair of the dog you bit.
_________________________________
Hey, who ordered the poo-poo platter?
_________________________________
Here you go, slick. Enjoy.
_________________________________
Hey, I said no salt!
_________________________________
-BUG 7: Buzz off!
-Pardon me, sir.
_________________________________
I was wondering
if I could talk to you for a moment.
_________________________________
I represent a colony of ants,
and I'm looking for tough bugs,
_________________________________
you know, mean bugs,
the sort of bugs...
_________________________________
Fired by a flea. How humiliating!
_________________________________
Let's face it. We stink.
_________________________________
-You fired! You fired!
-You fired!
_________________________________
-Oh, will you shut up?
-You fired!
_________________________________
Someday I will be a beautiful butterfly,
_________________________________
and then everything will be better.
_________________________________
I can't believe
the troupe is breaking up.
_________________________________
We've always been together.
_________________________________
-Farewell, my friends.
-To the audience we'll never have.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Francis! Your boyfriends
from the circus are here!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
There she is.
_________________________________
-Hello there, girlie bug.
-Shoo, fly. Don't bother me.
_________________________________
Say, why don't you tell our pal, Thud,
_________________________________
-what you said to us at the circus.
-Yeah.
_________________________________
Something about buzzing
around a dung heap?
_________________________________
Excuse me. Hi.
I represent an ant colony, and we're...
_________________________________
Hey, bartender!
Bloody Mary, O-positive.
_________________________________
Sir?
_________________________________
Ladybug, ladybug, fly away home
_________________________________
Not so tough now, are you?
_________________________________
All right, clown.
Get up and fight like a girl.
_________________________________
-Get ready to do the Robin Hood act.
-I want to be Little John!
_________________________________
-What part can I play?
-I'm looking for tough warrior bugs.
_________________________________
Stand back, ye flies! We are
the greatest warriors in all bugdom!
_________________________________
-Warrior bugs!
-My sword!
_________________________________
Swish, swish. Clang, clang.
_________________________________
-Little John?
-What ho, Robin?
_________________________________
Justice is my sword
and truth shall be my quiver!
_________________________________
Wait, wait! No, no! I want to watch this!
_________________________________
Thrust, parry, lunge!
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
Me thinketh it's not working!
_________________________________
-HEIMLICH: Back to Sherwood Forest!
-What's going on in there?
_________________________________
(BUGS SCREAMING)
_________________________________
SLIM: (MUFFLED) Help! Help!
Get me out!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Wow.
_________________________________
FLIK: You're perfect!
_________________________________
Oh, great ones! I have been scouting
for bugs with your exact talents!
_________________________________
-(GASPS) A talent scout.
-My colony's in trouble.
_________________________________
Grasshoppers are coming! We've been
forced to prepare all this food.
_________________________________
-Dinner theater!
-Food?
_________________________________
Please! Will you help us?
_________________________________
THUD: (GROWLING) Where are they?
_________________________________
-We'll take the job!
-Really?
_________________________________
Yes! You can explain the details
on the way.
_________________________________
Hey!
_________________________________
-Okay, come on, everyone. Break a leg!
-Whoa, you're vicious!
_________________________________
Hold on, Mr. Ant.
_________________________________
FLIK: Amazing!
This is too good to be true!
_________________________________
FLIK: So you see, it was my fault
that Hopper's coming back.
_________________________________
But then, Princess Atta...
Boy, is she one in a million.
_________________________________
She let me go out and find you.
_________________________________
And after seeing you
fight off those flies...
_________________________________
Boy, are those grasshoppers in
for a big surprise!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING TRIUMPHANTLY)
_________________________________
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SALSA MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(MAN SCATTING)
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Tito! Stop that racket!
I'm trying to watch this show.
_________________________________
There would have been a time
for such a word.
_________________________________
Oh, tomorrow, tomorrow
and tomorrow creeps...
_________________________________
(MOUTHING WORDS)
_________________________________
In this petty pace from day to day
and all our yesterdays
_________________________________
have lighted fools
the way to dusty death.
_________________________________
Hey, Frankie, whatcha watchin'?
_________________________________
Hey, does he get the girl?
I mean, what happens?
_________________________________
Shut up, you little rodent.
_________________________________
Hey, man, this stuff is boring, man.
_________________________________
Come on, let's watch some boxing.
I wanna see some action.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) Hey, Frankie. Que' peso'?
You're getting slow, man.
_________________________________
-(LAUGHS)
-My name is Francis.
_________________________________
Francis. Not Frank.
_________________________________
Not Frankie. Francis.
_________________________________
No kidding, man? Hey, so what did
you bring in today, "Frahn-cees"?
_________________________________
It's none of your business,
you intrusive little pipsqueak.
_________________________________
Look what I got.
_________________________________
Oh, good show, Einstein.
Now all we need is the court and the net.
_________________________________
You think this place is big enough?
_________________________________
Hey, come on. What we need is
some good quality stuff, man.
_________________________________
-Check it out.
-Oh, shredded leather.
_________________________________
Shredded what? What you talkin' about,
man? That's a primo wallet, man.
_________________________________
-Rubbish, you mean.
-All right, that does it, Frankie, man!
_________________________________
You insulted my pride!
That means death!
_________________________________
-FRANCIS: Behold. The runt of the litter.
-Cut it out, you two.
_________________________________
-Frankie! Frankie!
-Arf!
_________________________________
Fagin's not gonna be too happy
about this.
_________________________________
So, Francis, you got the food, right?
_________________________________
-Well, no. I...
-Ooh, Frankie.
_________________________________
Frankie.
It was your turn to get the food today.
_________________________________
-It's newspaper burritos again!
-DODGER: Hey.
_________________________________
Whoa. Whoa. Cool it, Dodger fans.
_________________________________
I'd like to introduce you to...
Your dinner.
_________________________________
-Hot dogs à la Dodger.
-Hot dogs! All right, Dodger man!
_________________________________
FRANCIS: You remain
our preeminent benefactor.
_________________________________
EINSTEIN: Yeah. And you're okay, too.
_________________________________
RITA: So how'd you do it
this time, Dodgie baby?
_________________________________
Let me tell you, Rita. It was tough.
Only I could have done it.
_________________________________
Did you have to fight, man?
Did you fight? How many were there?
_________________________________
Picture the city.
_________________________________
Eighth and Broadway.
The crowds hustling.
_________________________________
The traffic roaring.
The hot dogs are sizzling.
_________________________________
I love a story with food in it.
_________________________________
Enter Dodger, one bad puppy.
_________________________________
Not just out for himself,
but community minded.
_________________________________
But he's not the only one out there.
_________________________________
-Enter the opposition.
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
-A greedy, ugly, psychotic monster...
-(GULPS)
_________________________________
With razor-sharp claws, dripping fangs,
_________________________________
and nine lives, all of them hungry.
_________________________________
He comes at me, eyes burning.
I knew my time had come.
_________________________________
-Suddenly...
-(SCREECHES)
_________________________________
Gang war! Gang war!
_________________________________
Watch out! Here comes a gang war!
_________________________________
-Help!
-FRANCIS: Take cover!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Well, what is it?
_________________________________
Hey, man, check it out.
_________________________________
(SNIFFING) Ay, it's a alien!
_________________________________
Cool it, guys. It's just a cat.
_________________________________
-Mi madre, un gato!
-Felis domesticus!
_________________________________
Now, how'd you find this place, cat?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) I followed this dog.
_________________________________
He's lying! He's lying!
He's lying! He's lying!
_________________________________
Shut up, Tito!
_________________________________
-Why would a cat follow a dog?
-Yeah?
_________________________________
I... I just wanted some of the sausages
I helped him get.
_________________________________
He's a spy, man! Come on,
let's eat him. You're dead meat, kitty.
_________________________________
I... I saw him come down.
_________________________________
Hey! That's...
Hey, that's him! Over there.
_________________________________
-Hmm?
-Hey, kitty. What took you so long?
_________________________________
-RITA: Relax, kid.
-(DOGS LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Dodger, razor-sharp claws?
_________________________________
-Dripping fangs?
-I kind of like those burning eyes.
_________________________________
Hey, keep it down, guys.
The game's on.
_________________________________
Oh, boy, Dodger.
Top dog has to get help from a cat.
_________________________________
(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Hey, Tito, cool it, man.
_________________________________
Come on. Let's see this big,
bad kitty fight in action.
_________________________________
Hey, Tito, look!
_________________________________
(SHOUTS)
_________________________________
Oh, boy! Dog pile!
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-Oh, what a bunch of overgrown... Oof!
_________________________________
All right. That's it.
_________________________________
(FIGHTING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-(YELPING)
_________________________________
All right, all right, knock it off! Enough!
What's the matter with you guys?
_________________________________
Don't you understand?
_________________________________
Sykes will be here any minute.
(WHIMPERS) And I don't have...
_________________________________
-No, no, no, no, no!
-(BARKING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
No, no. Stop it.
_________________________________
No. No. No licking.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
What a joke! All right, settle down.
_________________________________
-(HORN HONKING)
-Sykes!
_________________________________
All right, all right. I'm coming.
_________________________________
(WHIMPERING) I'll be right there.
_________________________________
You guys, listen. Don't let me down.
_________________________________
What do you got?
Let's see what you got.
_________________________________
(GASPS) It's worthless!
What have you done?
_________________________________
Oh, how are we ever going
to pay Sykes off with a pussycat?
_________________________________
-(POUNDING)
-(FEROCIOUS GROWLING)
_________________________________
Oh. (NERVOUS CHUCKLING)
Look who's here, kids.
_________________________________
Company. Nice doggies.
_________________________________
I was just on my way out.
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
ROSCOE: You guys miss us?
_________________________________
Mr. Sykes. I, uh... (STAMMERING)
_________________________________
He's gonna kill me.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Hello. Oh, lovely evening.
_________________________________
I was just saying this to your two lovely
purebred Dobermans.
_________________________________
The money, Fagin.
_________________________________
Actually, I've got something
much better than money.
_________________________________
Some luxury items that should make
a considerable dent in my debt to you.
_________________________________
Oh, my!
You waxed your car, didn't you?
_________________________________
Did they use the buffer on it,
because I can see myself.
_________________________________
Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy.
_________________________________
I don't want your garbage, Fagin!
_________________________________
Oh, please, Sykes.
Oh, please. Oh, please.
_________________________________
SYKES: I don't think you grasp
_________________________________
the severity of the situation.
_________________________________
Oh, no! Oh, no, I did grasp it.
_________________________________
This is how I grasp. Look. (SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(STAMMERING)
_________________________________
Accident.
_________________________________
Accident! Ooh-hoo-hoo!
_________________________________
-Mr. Fagin!
-Sorry.
_________________________________
Now, I lent you money and I don't see it.
_________________________________
Do you know what happens when
I don't see my money, Fagin?
_________________________________
-(WHEEZING)
-People get hurt.
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-People like you get hurt.
-(GASPS)
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-Do I make myself clear?
-(COUGHS)
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(SQUEAKING) Clear! Perfectly clear!
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Ya know, Rita, I can't figure out,
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why you'd rather
hang around a dump like this,
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when you could be living uptown
with a class act like myself.
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Isn't it rather dangerous to use one's
entire vocabulary in a single sentence?
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(LAUGHING) Hey, Frankie, get down,
brother. You bad, man.
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Hey, you got something to say
to me, fat boy?
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(STAMMERING)
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Come on, you guys don't scare me.
I'll kill you both.
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Come on, let me at 'em! (GROWLING)
I'll kill 'em! I'll kill 'em!
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(ROSCOE CHUCKLES)
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Go ahead. Let him go.
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Why don't you pick on someone
your own size?
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-Like you, old man?
-DODGER: Hey, Roscoe.
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Roscoe, is this us
losing our sense of humor?
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Nah. I ain't lost my sense of humor.
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(CRASH)
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See? I find that funny. (CHUCKLES)
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Oh, please.
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(CRYING) Please. Oh, please!
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Three sunrises. Three sunsets.
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Three days, Fagin.
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Three sunrises. Three sunsets.
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Three days. Three, three, three.
That's nine.
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-Nine?
-No, Fagin.
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-Three.
-Three!
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Oh, you mean, just three days?
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Oh, my goodness! (SOBBING)
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Oh, I'm having a bad day!
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-(HORN BLARING)
-(GASPS)
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(WATER SPLASHING)
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Hey, hey, Roscoe. Look what I found.
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Forget it, DeSoto. We gotta go.
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I like cats. I like to eat 'em.
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(YELPING)
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(GROWLS)
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(BOTH GROWLING)
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Get out of my way, Dodger.
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That's enough, Roscoe.
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(HORN HONKING)
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RITA: Run along, Roscoe.
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Your master's calling.
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-(GROWLING)
-(HONKING)
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Come on, DeSoto.
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We ain't finished, Dodger.
You guys are gonna pay for this,
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starting with that cat.
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Oh, yeah? You guys don't scare me!
Come on and say it to my face!
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Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on!
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Yeah, those creeps'll think twice
before hassling us, man. (CHUCKLES)
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All right, kid. What'd I tell you guys?
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Ol' Dodge can really pick 'em, huh?
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(DOOR CLOSING)
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Ooh, three days.
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(WHIMPERING)
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(SIGHS)
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How am I ever gonna come up
with all that money? (CRYING)
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What's the use? I'll never get out
from under that maniac.
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(SIGHS) My days are numbered
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and the number is three.
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It's hopeless.
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Thanks, guys.
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(LAUGHING) That reminds me.
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I saw DeSoto's nose. Who did that?
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You? You.
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-(LAUGHING) That took a lot of guts.
-(PURRING)
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We've never had a cat
in the gang before.
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We can use all the help we can get.
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(GROANING)
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-(CRACKING NECK)
-Ahhh. All right. Time for bed.
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We've got a big day tomorrow.
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-(WHINING)
-Aww, no.
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(CHUCKLES) Oh, all right.
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But just one chapter tonight.
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Um, let's see. (MUTTERING)
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Here we are. Here we are. Chapter 7.
(CLEARS THROAT)
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"Sparky stopped
and he rolled in a field of wildflowers.
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"The dandelions tickled his nose,
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-"till he laughed out loud.
-(HEAVY PANTING)
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"And then something caught his eye.
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"It was Bumper the rabbit.
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"Sparky jumped to his feet,
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"and ran toward Bumper
barking loudly."
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(WEAKLY) Woof. Woof.
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Well, you try it sometime.
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(CLEARS THROAT) Ruff! R-Ruff!
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Well, that's because you're a dog.
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"Sparky knew that Bumper would run
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"and that he could chase him
over the field.
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"But Sparky would never
catch him or hurt him
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"because Sparky was not
that kind of a dog."
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(SNORING)
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(PURRING)
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