Sunday, April 26, 2020

Disney NeverEnding Chronology (Spring 2018 Part 1) - Subtitles (en)

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March 2018
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MAN 1: Forty seconds.
MAN 2: All right. Here we go.
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(TRUCK ENGINE STARTS)
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-(CAR HORNS HONKING)
-(SIRENS WAILING)
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(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
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(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)
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You see the feet walkin'
down the street in the fast lane
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Walkin' on the street where they goin'
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Just makin' a move tryin' to survive
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Find a way or not to stay alive
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Cool cat in a cruel world knows
good from bad, his mind is in a swirl
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Got to look out and open your eyes
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If you're in a jam you got to realize
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-You're in the fast lane
-Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
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-In the fast lane
-Wait, wait, wait
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-Hi. Sorry I'm late.
-That's all right.
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Come on, sweetheart. We're late.
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You can play with the kitty
some other time, honey. Come on.
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-(TIRES SCREECHING)
-(HORN HONKING)
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-MAN: (HUMMING) Hey, 'scusa me.
-(MEOWS)
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Don't ya see I'm pushin'
somethin' here? Thank you.
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(GASPS)
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(LOUIE SINGING IN ITALIAN)
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(CONTINUES SINGING)
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Hey, come on, folks! Step right up.
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-Get your hot dogs.
-(SNIFFING)
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The best hot dogs in New York.
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(SINGING)
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Hey, it's a beautiful day, eh?
Come on, folks.
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Step right up. (WHISTLING)
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(SNIFFING)
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Hey! Go on. Get outta here. Shoo!
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Get outta here. Go on, kitty.
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Get your sausages.
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All right, let's go, folks.
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Step right up.
I got the hottest dogs in the Big Apple!
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Hmm.
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Psst. Psst.
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(KISSING)
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Hiya.
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-(GASPS) Hmph!
-Ooh. La-de-da.
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LOUIE: Hey! Hey, get off of me!
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-What's the matter with you?
-Well, well.
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LOUIE: I said get outta here.
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DODGER:
Looks like Louie's got a visitor.
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Could be time for the Dodge to turn
this into a total "cat-astrophe."
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Get off me! Get outta here. Go on! Shoo!
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Ooh, you sure picked the wrong guy
to get hot dogs from, kid.
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-Get away from me!
-Whoa! Chill out, man.
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I don't eat cats. It's too much fur.
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I've been watching you,
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and I think you're in serious need
of some professional guidance.
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Now what do ya say we team up
and change old Louie's mind
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about sharing those hot dogs?
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I'm not goin' back there again.
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Hey. It'd be a snap, kid.
I'm an expert at these things.
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All you gotta do is learn some moves.
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-Moves?
-You know. Tempo.
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Ooo-cha-ba. A rhythm.
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This city's got a beat.
You gotta hook into it.
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And once you got the beat,
you can do anything.
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-Loan?
-"Absitively posolutely."
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The man you see before you
is affectionately known as "Old Louie."
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A well-known enemy
of the four-legged world.
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Our mission, cat, is to liberate
those all-beef kosher franks
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and hightail it outta here.
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-Startin' to feel that rhythm?
-Well, uh...
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Yeah! Yeah!
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I do feel it! When are we gonna get
those hot dogs?
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Right now.
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-(BARKING)
-(YELPING)
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Hey! Dog.
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(GASPS) Hey! Get outta here! Hey!
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(GIGGLING)
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Hey! Hey. Get outta there!
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-(OLIVER SCREECHING)
-(SCREAMING)
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I'll get you! (GROANS)
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Kitty!
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-(DODGER HUMMING)
-(GASPS)
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Hey, you really got that rhythm, kid.
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Uh... Yeah?
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We were good, huh?
So when are we gonna eat?
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-We?
-Yeah. I'm starvin'.
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Listen, kid. I hate to break it to ya,
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but the dynamic duo
is now the dynamic uno.
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What do ya mean?
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What I mean is,
our partnership is herewith dissolved.
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But, wait! Wait. You're not being fair!
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Fairs are for tourists, kid. Consider it
a free lesson in street savoir faire
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from New York's coolest quadruped.
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Check ya later.
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Hey, wait! I helped you get those!
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Half of those are mine!
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Ya want 'em? Come and get 'em.
(HOWLS)
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Uh-huh
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But I'm warnin' ya, kid.
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(SINGING)
One minute, I'm in Central Park
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Then I'm down on Delancey Street
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What the... Hey!
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Say, from the Bowery
to St. Mark's
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There's a syncopated beat
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Like I said
Woo-hoo
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Woo-hoo-oo
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I'm street wise
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I can improvise
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Said ooo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
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I'm street smart
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I've got New York City heart
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Why should I worry
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Why should I care
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I may not have a dime
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But I got street savoir faire
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Why should I worry
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Why should I care
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It's just be-bopulation
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I got street savoir faire
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Mmm-hmm
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The rhythm of the city
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Boy, once you get it down
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Then you can own this town
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You can wear the crown
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Why should I worry
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Tell me why should I care
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Say, I may not have a dime
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Oh, but I got street savoir faire
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Why should I worry
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Why should I care
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It's just doo-wopulation
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And I got street savoir faire
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Everything goes, everything fits
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They love me at the Chelsea
They adore me at the Ritz
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Why should I worry
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Why should I care Yeah
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And even when I cross that line
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I got street savoir faire
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Woo-hoo
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Said ooo-ooo woo-hoo-oo
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-Whoa!
-(DOGS BARKING)
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Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-oo
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-(BLUBBERING)
-(SCREAMS)
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Woo-ooo woo-hoo-oo
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Woo-hoo woo-ooo-oo
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Come on. Where you goin'? No! No!
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Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
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Woo-hoo-woo-ooo-oo
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(HORNS HONKING)
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(HOWLING)
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Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
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Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
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(HOWLING)
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Woo-hoo-woo-hoo-oo
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Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
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(CAWING)
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I'm home.
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Fluffy? Here, kitty.
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(CLICKING)
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-(THUNDER RUMBLING)
-Milo James Thatch?
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Who... Who are you?
How did you get in here?
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I came down the chimney. Ho, ho, ho.
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My name is Helga Sinclair.
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I'm acting on behalf of my employer,
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who has a most intriguing
proposition for you.
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Are you interested?
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(STUTTERS)
You employer? (SCOFFS)
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Who is your employer?
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(THUNDER CRASHING)
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This way, please.
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And don't drip on the Caravaggio.
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Step lively.
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Mr. Whitmore does not like
to be kept waiting.
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You will address him
as "Mr. Whitmore" or "sir."
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You will stand unless
asked to be seated.
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Keep your sentences short
and to the point.
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-Are we clear?
-(GULPS)
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And relax.
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He doesn't bite...often.
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Grandpa?
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Finest explorer I ever met. (SIGHS)
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Preston Whitmore.
Pleasure to meet you, Milo.
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(SIGHS)
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Join me in a little yoga?
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No, no. Thank you.
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Did you really know my grandfather?
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Oh, yeah. Met old Thaddeus
back in Georgetown.
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Class of '66. We stayed close friends
till the end of his days.
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Mmm... Even dragged me along
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on some of his danged fool expeditions.
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Thatch was crazy as a fruit bat, he was.
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He spoke of you often.
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Funny. He never mentioned you.
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Oh, he wouldn't.
He knew how much I like my privacy.
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Ah!
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I keep a low profile.
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Mr. Whitmore, should I be
wondering why I'm here?
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Look on that table.
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Ah!
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It's for you.
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It's from my grandfather.
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He brought that package
to me years ago.
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He said if anything
were to happen to him,
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I should give it to you
when you were ready.
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Whatever that means.
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It...
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It can't be.
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It's The Shepherd's Journal.
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Mr. Whitmore, this journal is the key
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to finding the lost continent of Atlantis!
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Atlantis. (LAUGHS)
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I wasn't born yesterday, son.
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No, no, no. Look. Look at this.
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Coordinates. Clues. It's all right here.
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Yeah, looks like gibberish to me.
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That's because it's been written
in a dialect that no longer exists.
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-So it's useless.
-No, no, just difficult.
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I've spent my whole life
studying dead languages.
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It's not gibberish to me.
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Ah, it's probably a fake.
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Mr. Whitmore,
my grandfather would have known
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if this were a fake. I would know.
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I will stake everything I own,
everything that I believe in,
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that this is
the genuine Shepherd's Journal.
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All right, all right.
So, what do you want to do with it?
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Well, I'll get funding.
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-I mean, I'll... The museum...
-They'll never believe you.
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I'll show them! I will make them believe.
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Like you did today?
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Yes! Well, no. How did you...
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Forget about them, okay? Never mind!
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I will find Atlantis on my own.
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I mean, if I have to rent a rowboat!
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Congratulations, Milo.
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This is exactly what I wanted to hear.
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But forget the rowboat, son.
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We'll travel in style.
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It's all been arranged,
the whole ball of wax.
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Why?
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For years, your granddad bent my ear
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with stories about that old book.
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I didn't buy it for a minute.
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So, finally, I got fed up
and I made a bet with the old coot.
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I said, "Thatch, if you ever
actually find that so-called journal,
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"not only will I finance the expedition,
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"but I'll kiss you full on the mouth."
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Imagine my embarrassment
when he found the darn thing.
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Now, I know
your grandfather's gone, Milo.
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God rest his soul,
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but Preston Whitmore
is a man who keeps his word.
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You hear that, Thatch?
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I'm going to the afterlife
with a clear conscience, by thunder!
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Ah! (CHUCKLES)
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(SIGHS)
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Your grandpa was a great man.
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You probably don't realize how great.
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Those buffoons at the museum
dragged him down,
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made a laughing stock of him.
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He died a broken man.
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If I could bring back
just one shred of proof,
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that'd be enough for me.
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Ah, Thatch.
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What are we standing around for?
We got work to do.
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But, Mr. Whitmore,
you know, in order to do
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what you're proposing,
you're gonna need a crew.
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Taken care of.
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You'll need engineers and geologists.
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Got 'em all. The best of the best.
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Gaetan Moliere,
geology and excavation.
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The man has a nose for dirt.
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Vincenzo Santorini, demolitions.
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Busted him out of a Turkish prison.
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Audrey Ramirez.
Don't let her age fool you.
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She's forgotten more about engines
that you and I will ever know.
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They're the same crew that
brought the Journal back.
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-Where was it?
-Iceland.
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I knew it! I knew it!
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All we need now is
an expert in gibberish.
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So, it's decision time.
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You can build on
the foundation your grandfather left you
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or you can go back to your boiler room.
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-This is for real.
-Now you're catching on.
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All right. Okay. I'll have to quit my job.
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It's done. You resigned this afternoon.
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-I did?
-Yep. Don't like to leave loose ends.
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My apartment.
I'm gonna have to give notice.
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-Taken care of.
-My clothes?
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-Packed.
-My books?
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-In storage.
-My cat?
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(MEOWS)
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My gosh.
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Your granddad had a saying.
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"Our lives are remembered,
by the gifts we leave our children."
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This journal is his gift to you, Milo.
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Atlantis is waiting.
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What do you say?
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I'm your man, Mr. Whitmore.
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You will not regret this.
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Boy, I am so excited,
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I can't even hold it in.
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DOPPLER:
I just spoke with the constabulary.
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Those blaggard pirates
have fled without a trace.
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I'm sorry, Sarah.
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I'm afraid the old Benbow Inn
has burned to the ground.
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Ahem. Well, certainly a lot of trouble
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over that odd little sphere.
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Those markings baffle me.
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Unlike anything I've ever encountered.
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Even with my vast experience
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-and superior intellect,
-(BEEPING AND WHIRRING)
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it would take me years
to unlock its... Hey!
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(GASPS)
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Why, it's a map!
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Wait. Wait, wait, wait!
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This is us, the planet Montressor.
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(GASPS)
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That's the Magellanic Cloud!
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Whoo! The Coral Galaxy!
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That's the Cygnus Cross,
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and that's the Kerian Abyss.
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Wait. What's this? What's this?
Why, it... It's...
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Treasure Planet.
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No!
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That's Treasure Planet!
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DOPPLER: Flint's trove?
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The loot of a thousand worlds?
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You know what this means?
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It means that all that treasure
is only a boat ride away.
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Whoever brings it back
would hold an eternal place
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atop the pantheon of explorers!
He'd be able to experience...
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-(CLICK)
-Whoo! What just happened?
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Mom, this is it. This is
the answer to all our problems.
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Jim, there is absolutely no way...
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Don't you remember, all those stories?
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That's all they were. Stories!
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With that treasure,
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we could rebuild the Benbow
a hundred times over!
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Well, this is... It's just... Oh, my.
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Delbert, would you please
explain how ridiculous this is?
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It's totally preposterous,
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traversing the entire galaxy alone.
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Now, at last, we hear some sense!
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-That's why I'm going with you.
-Delbert!
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I'll use my savings
to finance the expedition.
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I'll commission a ship,
hire a captain and a crew.
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You're not serious.
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All my life I've been waiting
for an opportunity like this,
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and here it is screaming,
"Go, Delbert! Go, Delbert!"
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Okay. Okay! You're both grounded!
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(SIGHS)
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JIM: Mom, look,
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I know that
I keep messing everything up,
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and I know
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that I let you down.
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But this is my chance
to make it up to you.
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I'm gonna set things right.
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Sarah?
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If I may?
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You said yourself,
you've tried everything.
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There are much worse remedies
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than a few character-building
months in space.
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Are you saying this
because it's the right thing,
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or because you really want to go?
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I really, really, really, really want to go,
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and it's the right thing.
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(SIGHS)
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Jim,
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I don't want to lose you.
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Mom, you won't.
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I'll make you proud.
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DOPPLER: Well, uh, ahem...
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There we are then.
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We'll begin preparations at once.
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Jim, my boy, soon we'll be
off to the spaceport.
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(SQUAWKING)
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(WIND HOWLING)
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BERNARD: Miss Bianca,
I'm not sure it's a good idea
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to fly this soon after eating!
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BIANCA: Darling, you'll be just fine!
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But aren't you supposed
to wait 45 minutes?
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Oh, just knock on the door
and see if Orville is there!
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Nobody's home, let's go.
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This is no time to play in the snow.
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I wasn't playing in the snow.
It was an avalanche.
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Look, Bernard!
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"Under new management, see Wilbur."
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(UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS)
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Come on, darling. Let's get a move out!
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(MUSIC PLAYING)
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(SINGING ALONG)
I'm the cat's pajamas
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 Always run around
with crazy little mamas
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Whoo!
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Yoo-hoo! Mr. Wilbur!
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Get down there, son!
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Hello?
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Pick it, boy, pick it! Yeah!
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Whoo! Here we go! Let's walk!
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Whoo!
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Look out! Excuse me, sir.
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Do something! He can't hear us!
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WILBUR: Big time, big time!
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The girls all look when I go by...
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-(MUSIC STOPS)
-Who killed the music?
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That's better.
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Excuse us for interrupting.
We're from the Rescue Aid Society.
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I am Miss Bianca, and this is my...
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The Miss Bianca? I don't believe it.
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My brother, Orville, told me all about
you. Boy. This is an honor to have...
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May I just say, "EnchantéSeñorita,"
to you? May I?
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-(SMOOCHING)
-(CLEARS THROAT)
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We need to charter a flight.
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You've come to the right place,
buddy boy. Welcome to...
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"Albatross Air.
A fair fare from here to there."
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(CHUCKLING) Get it? A fair fare?
It's a play on... Never mind.
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I've got tons of exotic
destinations, faraway places,
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custom designed for
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(IN ACCENT)
A romantic weekend getaway.
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The finest in-flight accommodations.
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Speaking of which, what can I get you?
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How about a nice mango Maui cooler?
Very nice, very tasty.
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No, thank you.
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A coconut, guava nectar?
It's carbonated.
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I got little umbrellas for each one,
and a little coconut thing.
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-It's urgent that we leave immediately!
-Nothing? Nothing at all?
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-How about a cream soda?
-We need a flight to Australia.
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Australia? The land down under?
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That's a fabulous idea!
So when can I pencil you in?
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After spring thaw?
Mid-June would be very nice.
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We must leave tonight.
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Tonight? (GASPING)
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Come on, you're kidding me, right?
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Have you looked outside?
It's suicide out there.
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Oh, no. Oh, no.
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I'm afraid your jolly little holiday
will have to wait.
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What a bunch of jokers.
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But you don't understand,
a boy needs our help. He's in trouble.
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Boy? You mean, a little kid kinda boy?
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He was kidnapped.
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Kidnapped? Oh, that's awful.
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Locking up a little kid.
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A kid should be free.
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Free to run wild through the house
on Saturday mornings.
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Free to have cookies and milk,
and get those little white mustaches.
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Nobody's gonna take
a kid's freedom away while I'm around.
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Does that mean you'll take us?
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Storm or no storm,
Albatross Airlines, at your service!
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Passengers are requested
to fasten their seat belts
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and secure all carry-ons.
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We'll be departing following our
pre-flight maintenance. Thank you.
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Loosen up, get the blood flowing
up to the head.
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And a couple of these...
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(BACK CRACKS)
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Okay, one's enough, there we go.
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Ah, yeah! That feels better. Oh, baby.
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Tie your kangaroos down, sports fans!
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Here we come!
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Let's go for it! Whoa! Hey!
I didn't adjust for the winds.
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All right, we're gonna make it!
Gotta duck down lower.
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Go under the wind, go under it!
Here we go! Whoo-hoo!
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Ow! This is cold!
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Slippery! Ice!
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We got ice!
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Whoa! Hang on now!
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Here we go!
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Whoa! Cowabunga!
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(TIRES SCREECHING)
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BIANCA: Captain, is this a
non-stop flight to Australia?
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Well, not exactly no.
I could definitely say no.
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We're gonna have to make
connections with a bigger bird.
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Non-stop? What do I look like,
Charles Lindbergh?
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-Whoo-hoo!
-(MARLIN SCREAMING)
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Righteous, righteous, righteous!
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(LAUGHTER)
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Totally sick. Totally sick.
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I know. Isn't it great?
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No! I'm gonna be totally sick.
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It's the California current, dude.
It's got some gnarly chop.
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-(GROANING)
-Surf's up, dude!
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(MARLIN SCREAMS AND GAGS)
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Hey, dude, if you're gonna hurl,
just do me a solid...
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head to the back of the shell,
lean out, and go for distance.
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We call that "feeding the fishes."
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Correctamundo, Squirt!
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And now we're looking for my parents
at the Brooch of the Atlantic? Or the...
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-The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
-Exactly!
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How are you gonna find your parents?
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Do you remember what they look like?
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I'm a bit new to the memory thing,
so I can't say for sure...
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but something tells me they were
mostly blue, with s... Maybe yellow.
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That sounds right.
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Also I'm pretty sure I'm gonna know
them when I see them. We're family.
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By the way crossing the ocean
is the kind of thing you should...
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only do once. One time!
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Morro Bay, California's
coming up, dudes.
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DORY: Whoo-hoo!
Let's find my family.
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CRUSH: Go! Go! Go, go, go.
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NEMO: Just go, Dad.
MARLIN: Don't push me, Nemo.
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(MARLIN SCREAMING)
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-(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)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(CREATURES SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGES)
_________________________________
DOPPLER: Jim! Oh, Jim! Wait for me!
_________________________________
(CLANKING)
_________________________________
Well, Jim, this should be
a wonderful opportunity
_________________________________
for the two of us
to get to know one another.
_________________________________
You know what they say,
familiarity breeds, um,
_________________________________
well, contempt, but in our case...
_________________________________
Look, let's just find the ship. Okay?
_________________________________
_________________________________
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.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Second berth on your right!
-You can't miss it.
_________________________________
Hey, thanks.
_________________________________
It's the suit, isn't it?
I should never have listened
_________________________________
to that pushy two-headed saleswoman.
_________________________________
This one said it fit,
that one said it was my color.
_________________________________
I didn't know what to do.
I get so flustered. Ooh!
_________________________________
Oh, Jim! This is our ship!
The R.L.S. Legacy!
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
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!
_________________________________
_________________________________
ARROW: Stow those casks forward!
_________________________________
Heave together now!
_________________________________
How cool is this?
_________________________________
(SQUISHING NOISE)
_________________________________
-Sorry about that. I didn't mean...
-(ANGRY FARTING NOISES)
_________________________________
Allow me to handle this.
_________________________________
(BLOWING RASPBERRIES)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(HAPPY FART NOISES)
_________________________________
I'm fluent in Flatula, Jim.
_________________________________
Took two years of it in high school.
(BLOWS)
_________________________________
Flatula? Cool.
_________________________________
Good morning, Captain.
Everything shipshape?
_________________________________
Shipshape it is, sir,
but I'm not the captain.
_________________________________
The captain's aloft.
_________________________________
(MEOWS)
_________________________________
Mr. Arrow, I've checked
this miserable ship
_________________________________
from stem to stern
and, as usual, it's spot on.
_________________________________
Can you get nothing wrong?
_________________________________
You flatter me, Captain.
_________________________________
Ah.
_________________________________
Dr. Doppler, I presume?
_________________________________
Uh, um... Yes. I...
_________________________________
-Hello! Can you hear me?
-Yes, I can! Stop that banging!
_________________________________
If I may, Doctor,
this works so much better
_________________________________
-when it's right-way up and plugged in.
-Ooh!
_________________________________
Lovely. There you go.
_________________________________
If you don't mind,
I can manage my own plugging!
_________________________________
I'm Captain Amelia,
_________________________________
late of a few run-ins
with the Protean Armada.
_________________________________
Nasty business, but I won't
bore you with my scars.
_________________________________
You've met my first officer, Mr. Arrow.
_________________________________
Sterling, tough, dependable,
honest, brave, and true.
_________________________________
Please, Captain.
_________________________________
Shut up, Arrow. You know
I don't mean a word of it.
_________________________________
Ahem. Excuse me. I hate to
interrupt this lovely banter,
_________________________________
but may I introduce to you
Jim Hawkins?
_________________________________
Jim, you see, is the boy
who found the treasure...
_________________________________
Doctor, please!
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________
I'd like a word with you in my stateroom.
_________________________________
Doctor, to muse and blabber
about a treasure map
_________________________________
in front of this particular crew
_________________________________
demonstrates a level of ineptitude
_________________________________
that borders on the imbecilic,
_________________________________
and I mean that in a very caring way.
_________________________________
"Imbecilic," did you say?
Foolishness, I've...
_________________________________
May I see the map, please?
_________________________________
Here.
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
Fascinating.
_________________________________
Mr. Hawkins, in the future,
_________________________________
you will address me
as "Captain" or "ma'am. "
_________________________________
Is that clear?
_________________________________
Ugh...
_________________________________
Mr. Hawkins?
_________________________________
-Yes, ma'am.
-That'll do.
_________________________________
Gentlemen, this must be kept
under lock and key
_________________________________
when not in use. And, Doctor, again,
_________________________________
with the greatest possible respect,
_________________________________
zip your howling screamer.
_________________________________
Captain, I assure you I...
_________________________________
Let me make this
as monosyllabic as possible.
_________________________________
I don't much care
for this crew you hired.
_________________________________
They're... How did
I describe them, Arrow?
_________________________________
I said something rather good
this morning before coffee.
_________________________________
"A ludicrous parcel
of driveling galoots," ma'am.
_________________________________
-There you go. Poetry.
-Now, see here...
_________________________________
Doctor, I'd love to chat,
tea, cake, the whole shebang,
_________________________________
but I have a ship to launch,
_________________________________
and you've got your outfit to buff up.
_________________________________
Mr. Arrow, please escort
these two neophytes
_________________________________
down to the galley straightaway.
_________________________________
Young Hawkins will be working
for our cook, Mr. Silver.
_________________________________
What? The cook?
_________________________________
That woman! That feline!
_________________________________
Who does she think
is working for whom?
_________________________________
It's my map,
and she's got me bussin' tables?
_________________________________
I'll not tolerate a cross word
about our captain!
_________________________________
There's no finer officer
in this or any galaxy.
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
ARROW: Mr. Silver?
_________________________________
Why, Mr. Arrow, sir.
_________________________________
Bringin' in such fine
and distinguished gents
_________________________________
to grace my humble galley.
_________________________________
Had I known,
I'd have tucked in me shirt.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
A cyborg!
_________________________________
May I introduce Dr. Doppler,
_________________________________
the financier of our voyage.
_________________________________
Love the outfit, Doc.
_________________________________
Well, thank you. Um, love the eye.
_________________________________
Uh, this young lad is Jim Hawkins.
_________________________________
Jimbo!
_________________________________
Now, don't be too put off
by this hunk of hardware.
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
These gears have been
tough getting used to,
_________________________________
but they do come in mighty handy
from time to time.
_________________________________
Mmm!
_________________________________
Here, now, have a taste
of me famous bonzabeast stew.
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
Mmm! Delightfully tangy, yet robust.
_________________________________
SILVER: Old family recipe.
_________________________________
Aah!
_________________________________
In fact, that was part of the old family!
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
I'm just kiddin', Doc!
_________________________________
Yeah, well...
_________________________________
I'm nothin' if I ain't a kidder.
_________________________________
Go on, Jimbo. Have a swig.
_________________________________
(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
SILVER: Morph!
_________________________________
You jiggle-headed blob of mischief!
_________________________________
So that's where you was hiding!
_________________________________
(CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(BELCH)
_________________________________
What is that thing?
_________________________________
"What is that thing?"
_________________________________
SILVER: He's a morph.
_________________________________
I rescued the little shape-shifter
on Proteus 1.
_________________________________
(COOING)
_________________________________
Aw, he took a shine to me.
_________________________________
We been together ever since.
_________________________________
Right? Yeah. Nice boy.
_________________________________
We're about to get underway.
_________________________________
Would you like to observe
the launch, Doctor?
_________________________________
Would I?
_________________________________
Does an active galactic nucleus
have superluminal jets?
_________________________________
I'll follow you.
_________________________________
Mr. Hawkins will stay here
in your charge, Mr. Silver.
_________________________________
(COUGHING)
_________________________________
Beggin' your pardon, sir, but...
_________________________________
Captain's orders! See to it
the new cabin boy's kept busy.
_________________________________
-But, no, but...
-No, you can't...
_________________________________
(BOTH SIGH)
_________________________________
So, Captain's put you with me, eh?
_________________________________
Whatever.
_________________________________
Well, who be a humble cyborg
to argue with a captain?
_________________________________
Yeah.
_________________________________
You know, these purps,
_________________________________
they're kind of like the ones
back home on Montressor.
_________________________________
You ever been there?
_________________________________
I can't say as I have, Jimbo.
_________________________________
Come to think of it, just before I left,
_________________________________
I met this old guy who was, um...
_________________________________
He was kind of looking
for a cyborg buddy of his.
_________________________________
Is that so?
_________________________________
Yeah.
_________________________________
What was that old salamander's name?
_________________________________
Oh, yeah. Bones.
_________________________________
Billy Bones?
_________________________________
Bones? Bones?
_________________________________
T'ain't ringin' any bells.
_________________________________
Must have been a different cyborg.
_________________________________
There's a slew of cyborgs
roamin' this port.
_________________________________
-(WHISTLE ON DECK)
-ARROW: Prepare to cast off!
_________________________________
Off with you, lad, and watch the launch.
_________________________________
There'll be plenty work
a- waitin' for you afterwards.
_________________________________
-(HUMMING)
-(CHATTERING)
_________________________________
We best be keepin' a sharp eye
on this one, eh, Morph?
_________________________________
We wouldn't want him strayin'
into things he shouldn't.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Okay, connect to network.
_________________________________
-(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
-Bingo.
_________________________________
Password is "high score"
with a zero instead of an "o."
_________________________________
Yes.
_________________________________
And we are online.
_________________________________
We're all clear, Captain!
_________________________________
Well, my friend. Are we ready
to raise this creaking tub?
_________________________________
My pleasure, Captain.
_________________________________
All hands to stations!
_________________________________
Smartly now!
_________________________________
Come on, you scurvy scum!
I'll race you!
_________________________________
Loose all solar sails!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Come on!
_________________________________
ARROW: Heave up the braces.
_________________________________
Brace up.
_________________________________
Ooh! Oh!
_________________________________
Mr. Zoff, engage artificial gravity.
_________________________________
(FARTING)
_________________________________
(CLANKING)
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
South by southwest,
Mr. Turnbuckle, heading 2-1-0-0.
_________________________________
Aye, Captain. 2-1-0-0.
_________________________________
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.
_________________________________
Full speed, Mr. Arrow, if you please.
_________________________________
Take her away!
_________________________________
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)
_________________________________
Brace yourself, Doctor.
_________________________________
(SNIDELY) "Brace yourself. "
_________________________________
Aah! Oof!
_________________________________
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!
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________
(CALLING)
_________________________________
Upon my word, an Orcus Galacticus.
_________________________________
Smile.
_________________________________
Doctor, I'd stand clear...
_________________________________
_________________________________
-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.
_________________________________
_________________________________
'Tis a grand day for sailing, Captain,
_________________________________
and look at you.
_________________________________
You're as trim and as bonny as a sloop
_________________________________
with new sails and a fresh coat of paint.
_________________________________
You can keep that kind of flim-flammery
_________________________________
for your spaceport floozies, Silver.
_________________________________
"Spaceport floozy, spaceport floozy... "
_________________________________
You cut me to the quick, Captain.
_________________________________
I speaks nothing
but me heart at all times.
_________________________________
MORPH: "Nothing but me heart."
_________________________________
And, by the way,
isn't that your cabin boy
_________________________________
aimlessly footling about
in those shrouds?
_________________________________
Yep, it...
_________________________________
A momentary aberration, Cap'n,
soon to be addressed. Jimbo!
_________________________________
I got two new friends
I'd like you to meet.
_________________________________
Say hello to Mr. Mop and Mrs. Bucket.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Yippie.
_________________________________
_________________________________
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.
_________________________________
_________________________________
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.
_________________________________
_________________________________
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)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yeah, I got your Mr. Mop.
_________________________________
Watch it, twerp.
_________________________________
(MURMURING)
_________________________________
What are you looking at, weirdo?
_________________________________
Yeah, weirdo.
_________________________________
(HISSING)
_________________________________
Cabin boys should learn
to mind their own business.
_________________________________
Why? You got something to hide,
bright eyes?
_________________________________
Maybe your ears don't work so well.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS) Yeah. Ahem.
_________________________________
Too bad my nose works just fine.
_________________________________
Why, you impudent little...
_________________________________
(CREW SHOUTING)
_________________________________
-Go ahead! Slice him! Dice him!
-(FARTING NOISE)
_________________________________
Any last words, cabin boy?
_________________________________
Mr. Scroop,
_________________________________
you ever see what happens
to a fresh purp
_________________________________
when you squeeze real hard?
_________________________________
ARROW: What's all this, then?
_________________________________
You know the rules.
_________________________________
There'll be no brawling on this ship.
_________________________________
Aye-aye, sir.
_________________________________
Any further offenders
will be confined to the brig
_________________________________
for the remainder of the voyage.
_________________________________
Am I clear, Mr. Scroop?
_________________________________
Transparently.
_________________________________
SILVER: Well done, Mr. Arrow, sir!
_________________________________
A tight ship's a happy ship, sir.
_________________________________
Jimbo, I gave you a job.
_________________________________
Hey, I was doing it until that bug thing...
_________________________________
Belay that! Now, I want
this deck swabbed spotless,
_________________________________
and heaven help you
if I come back and it's not done.
_________________________________
Morph? Keep an eye on this pup,
_________________________________
and let me know if there be
any more distractions.
_________________________________
Okay. Aye-aye.
_________________________________
(CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(CREW GRUMBLING)
_________________________________
So, we're all here, then.
_________________________________
-Excuse me.
-Fine.
_________________________________
Now, if you pardon
my plain speaking, gentlemen,
_________________________________
are you all
_________________________________
-stark-raving, totally blinking daft?
-(CHATTERS)
_________________________________
After all me finagling getting us hired
_________________________________
as an upstanding crew,
_________________________________
you want to blow the whole mutiny
before its time?
_________________________________
The boy was sniffing about.
_________________________________
You just stick to the plan,
you bug-brained twit.
_________________________________
As for the boy, I'll run him so ragged,
_________________________________
he won't have time to think.
_________________________________
_________________________________
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?
_________________________________
_________________________________
DONALD: (SCREAMS) Presents!
Oh boy, let me at 'em!
_________________________________
DONALD: Say, what's this?
_________________________________
(FLUTE TRILLING)
_________________________________
Ah, Pato Donald, Como vai voce!
_________________________________
Como vai essa forca?
Por onde tem andado?
_________________________________
Há quanto temp que nao o
vejo! ?Que há de novo?
_________________________________
Or, as you Americans say,
"What's cooking?"
_________________________________
Joe Carioca! Well, I'll be doggoned!
_________________________________
Imagine meeting me here? Donald...
_________________________________
-have you ever been to Baía, no?
-No, I haven't.
_________________________________
Ah, Baía.
_________________________________
Land of romance, moonlight,
music, beautiful girls.
_________________________________
(SINGS) Ba-da, bup, bup, bup!
_________________________________
Toot-toot-toot
_________________________________
Ba-da, bup, bup, bup, bup
_________________________________
Ba-da, bup, bup, bup.
Ba-da, bup, bup, bup.
_________________________________
Toot-toot-toot
_________________________________
Ba-da, bup, bup, bup.
_________________________________
Uau! Esse aracuan parece
que nunca para quieto.
_________________________________
Oh, forgive the interruption, Donald.
This crazy bird is the Aracuan.
_________________________________
He's meio maluco, a very stupid fellow.
_________________________________
But tell me, Donald,
have you ever been to Baía?
_________________________________
-DONALD: No, I haven't.
-No? Oh, I am so sorry for you.
_________________________________
Ah, Baía.
_________________________________
It is like a song in my heart.
_________________________________
A song with love
and beautiful memories.
_________________________________
Que saudades que eu tenho.
_________________________________
JOSE: Ah, Baía.
_________________________________
I close my eyes and I can see it now.
_________________________________
I can see the beautiful twilight in the sky.
_________________________________
I can feel the breeze from the bay.
_________________________________
And I can hear the music...
_________________________________
the music of Baía.
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
JOSE: (SINGS) Oh,
_________________________________
Baía-ia-ia
_________________________________
When twilight is deep in the sky
Baía-ia-ia
_________________________________
Someone that I long to see
_________________________________
Keeps haunting my reverie
_________________________________
And so the loneliness
Deep in my heart
_________________________________
Calls to you
Calls to you
_________________________________
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
_________________________________
I live in the memory of
Many dreams ago
_________________________________
When the stars were bright
And you were mine alone
_________________________________
My love for you cannot die
_________________________________
Though the oceans run dry
_________________________________
Or heaven falls from the sky
_________________________________
Now you're gone
_________________________________
Baía
_________________________________
Can't you hear my lonely call
_________________________________
Morena
_________________________________
Make my life complete again
_________________________________
How I pray for the day
_________________________________
When I'll see your smile
_________________________________
And my heart will beat again
_________________________________
Oh, Baía-ía-ía
_________________________________
When twilight is deep in the sky
_________________________________
Baía-ia-ia
_________________________________
Someone that I long to see
_________________________________
Keeps haunting my reverie
_________________________________
And so the loneliness
Deep in my heart
_________________________________
-Calls to you
-Calls to you
_________________________________
JOSE: Ah, Baía.
_________________________________
Beautiful Baía.
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, forgive me, but have you been
to Baía, Donald?
_________________________________
-No.
-JOSE: No? Well, let's go!
_________________________________
(SINGING)
If you go to Baía, my friend,
_________________________________
You'll never return.
_________________________________
E muita sorte teve, E muita sorte tem,
E muita sorte terá
_________________________________
Have you been to Baía, Donald?
_________________________________
-Uh-uh.
-Well, let's go!
_________________________________
They have vatapa.
- What's that?
_________________________________
-They have maruru.
-DONALD: Is that so?
_________________________________
-They have munguza.
-DONALD: Munguza?
_________________________________
-Do you like to samba?
-Oh, sure.
_________________________________
Nas sacadas dos sobrados
_________________________________
Da velha sao salvador
_________________________________
A lembranca das donzelas
do tempo do imperador
_________________________________
Tudo, tudo na Baía
faz a gente querer bem
_________________________________
A Baía tem um jeito
que nenhuma terra tem
_________________________________
Do, do, do, do, do, do
Have you been to Baía, Donald?
_________________________________
-No!
-Well, let's go!
_________________________________
When you go to Baía, my friend
You'll never return
_________________________________
E muita sorte teve, E muita sorte tem
E muita sorte terá
_________________________________
Have you been to Baía?
_________________________________
-?Quem, eu?
-?Quem, eu?
_________________________________
-Uh-uh.
-Uh-uh.
_________________________________
Uh-uh.
_________________________________
-No.
-No?
_________________________________
Well, let's go!
_________________________________
(TOOTING)
_________________________________
JOSE: Hurry, Donald, hurry!
_________________________________
Well, well. Here we are in Baía,
_________________________________
-the land of romance.
-Baía?
_________________________________
-Where is Baía?
-We are in Baía.
_________________________________
Look.
_________________________________
Well, I'll be doggoned.
_________________________________
(WOMAN SINGING
IN PORTUGUESE)
_________________________________
-Who's that?
-Donald, that's Yayá!
_________________________________
-Who's Yayá?
-Ah, a Baíana.
_________________________________
(SPEAKING IN PORTUGUESE)
_________________________________
(DRUMS ROLL)
_________________________________
Donald, quindins de Yayá.
_________________________________
She sells cookies. Cookies, my friend.
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(SINGS) Trago os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
Quem quer meus quindins comprar...
_________________________________
Donald!
_________________________________
Quem quer meus
Quindins comprar
_________________________________
Muito Obrigado!
_________________________________
Trago os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
Quem quer meus quindins comprar
_________________________________
-Hello.
-Como vai.
_________________________________
-Trago os quindins de Yayá
-Hi, toots!
_________________________________
Quem quer meus quindins comprar
_________________________________
(DONALD MUMBLES)
_________________________________
Aqui está quentinho minha
Gente e os quindins de Yayá.
_________________________________
-Os quindins de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
_________________________________
-Os quindins de Yayá
-Cume
_________________________________
Cume que faz chorar
_________________________________
-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
_________________________________
-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
_________________________________
-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume
_________________________________
Cume que faz pena-a-a
_________________________________
-O jeitao de Yayá
-Medá, medá, medá
_________________________________
-Uma do
-Medá, medá, medá
_________________________________
-Que eu nao sei
-Se e, se e, se e
_________________________________
Se e ou nao amor
_________________________________
So sei que Yayá tem umas coisa
Que outras Yayá, nao tem
_________________________________
Os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
-Ah!
-Os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
-Ah, ah!
-Os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
-Hmm!
-Os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
Who is that guy?
_________________________________
-Oh. He's a malandro, Donald.
-Tem tanta coisa de valor
_________________________________
Nest mundo de nosso senhor
_________________________________
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
_________________________________
-Os quindins de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
_________________________________
-Os quindins de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
_________________________________
Os quindins de Yayá
Cume que faz, chorar
_________________________________
Oh, boy!
_________________________________
-Os sonho de Yayá
-MEN: Cume, cume, cume
_________________________________
-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
_________________________________
-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume
_________________________________
Cume que faz pena-a-a
_________________________________
-O jeitao de Yayá
-Medá, medá, medá
_________________________________
-Uma dó
-Medá, medá, medá
_________________________________
-Que nao sei
-Se e, se e, se e...
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) This Donald!
_________________________________
Did you ever see such a fast work?
_________________________________
Os quindins de Yayá ahh
Os quindins de Yayá ah, ahh
_________________________________
-Os quindins de Yayá
-Ahh! Os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
PEDDLER: (SINGS) Oh, oh, oh
_________________________________
Olha a laranja fresca
_________________________________
Olha a boa tangerina
_________________________________
(MUMBLES)
_________________________________
No, no, Donald!
_________________________________
Take it easy.
_________________________________
Look!
_________________________________
Tambem, e tu irás comigo a Igreja
_________________________________
Baianinha meu bem
_________________________________
-Os quindins de Yayá
-Os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
MEN: Yayá, Yayá
_________________________________
BOTH: Os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
MEN: Yayá, Yayá
_________________________________
BOTH: Os quindins
MEN: De Yayá, Yayá
_________________________________
Cume que faz Yayá
_________________________________
Chorar cume que faz chorar
Os sonho de Yayá
_________________________________
Oh, oh, oh
Os sonho de Yayá
_________________________________
Oh, oh, oh
Os sonho de Yayá
_________________________________
Cume que faz penar
_________________________________
Ou jeitao de Yayá
_________________________________
Medá, medá, medá, medá
Me da uma grande dor
_________________________________
Medá, medá, medá, medá
_________________________________
Que eu mesmo nao sei,
Se e, se e, se e
_________________________________
Se e ou nao amor
_________________________________
So sei que Yayá
_________________________________
Tem umas coisa
Que as outras Yayá
_________________________________
P'ra mim? Meu bem!
_________________________________
-(SMOOCHES)
-(DONALD STUTTERS)
_________________________________
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(SINGING) Yayá, Yayá
_________________________________
Yayá, Yayá
_________________________________
Oh, boy, oh, boy!
_________________________________
Oh, oh, oh, oh
_________________________________
Oh, oh, oh, oh
_________________________________
Come on, boys!
_________________________________
Os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
Os quindins de Yayá
_________________________________
De Yayá
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Get down.
-What?
_________________________________
Get down! Get down!
_________________________________
Kenai.
_________________________________
-(ANIMALS GRUNTING)
-(BOY COUGHS)
_________________________________
Never try to milk a caribou.
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(GROANS)
_________________________________
-(LAUGHS)
-(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
No. No, don't. No. Come on, don't. No.
_________________________________
Hey. Will you two knock it off?
_________________________________
That's all right.
After today, he won't treat me like that.
_________________________________
Oh, right, the big manhood ceremony.
_________________________________
Doesn't matter what the spirits say,
you'll always be our baby brother.
_________________________________
-Well, wait till I get my totem.
-Baby brother.
_________________________________
Hey, I said knock it off.
_________________________________
The quicker we get these fish,
the faster we get to your ceremony.
_________________________________
Let's all just try and get along
for a few hours. Okay, Denahi?
_________________________________
-Whatever you say.
-Okay, Ken...
_________________________________
So, what are we waiting for?
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(SITKA LAUGHS)
_________________________________
-Whoo!
-Whoo!
_________________________________
When the Earth was young
and the air was sweet
_________________________________
And the mountains kissed the sky
_________________________________
In the great beyond
_________________________________
With its many paths
_________________________________
Man and nature lived side by side
_________________________________
In this wilderness of danger and beauty
_________________________________
Lived three brothers bonded by love
_________________________________
Their hearts full of joy
_________________________________
They ask now for guidance
_________________________________
Reaching out to the skies up above
_________________________________
Great spirits of all who lived before
_________________________________
Take our hands and lead us
_________________________________
Fill our hearts and souls
with all you know
_________________________________
Show us that in your eyes
_________________________________
We are all the same
_________________________________
Brothers to each other
in this world we remain
_________________________________
Truly brothers all the same
_________________________________
Give us wisdom to pass to each other
_________________________________
And give us strength so we understand
_________________________________
That the things we do
_________________________________
The choices we make
_________________________________
Give direction to all life's plans
_________________________________
To look and wonder
at all we've been given
_________________________________
In a world that's not always as it seems
_________________________________
Every corner we turn
_________________________________
Only leads to another
_________________________________
A journey ends but another begins
_________________________________
Great spirits of all who lived before
_________________________________
Take our hands and lead us
_________________________________
Fill our hearts and souls
with all you know
_________________________________
Show us that in your eyes
_________________________________
We are all the same
_________________________________
Brothers to each other
in this world we remain
_________________________________
Truly brothers all the same
_________________________________
-Kenai's back.
-Kenai.
_________________________________
Kenai, are you excited
about getting your spirit rock today?
_________________________________
It's not a rock. It'll be my totem.
_________________________________
ALL: Ooh!
_________________________________
I'll probably get a saber-tooth tiger
for bravery,
_________________________________
or strength, or greatness.
_________________________________
-Something that fits me.
-A mammoth for your fat head?
_________________________________
-Make sure you get that basket tied up.
-Don't worry.
_________________________________
No stupid bear
is gonna get near this fish.
_________________________________
Just tie it up.
_________________________________
(IMITATES) Just tie it up.
_________________________________
-MAN: She's back. Tanana's back.
-Come on.
_________________________________
(CHILDREN SHOUT)
_________________________________
-Come on, Kenai, let's go.
-Come on.
_________________________________
CHILD: Tanana's got your rock.
Come on.
_________________________________
Great spirits of all who lived before
_________________________________
Take our hands and lead us
_________________________________
Fill our hearts and souls
with all you know
_________________________________
Show us that in your eyes
_________________________________
We are all the same
_________________________________
Brothers to each other
in this world we remain
_________________________________
Truly brothers all the same
_________________________________
Brothers all the same
_________________________________
GIRL: Nana.
_________________________________
-Hey, Nana.
-Well, hello there, sweetheart.
_________________________________
What a big girl.
_________________________________
(SQUEALING)
_________________________________
When each of us comes of age,
the great spirits reveal to us a totem
_________________________________
that helps guide us through our lives.
_________________________________
Some of us use courage to guide us.
_________________________________
Others patience.
_________________________________
And some of us beauty.
_________________________________
Kenai.
_________________________________
-You nervous?
-(EXHALES) Excited.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) You should be.
It's a good one.
_________________________________
Kenai, I have been to the mountain
where the lights touch the earth,
_________________________________
and the great spirits
have revealed to me your totem.
_________________________________
To become a man, your actions
must be guided by one thing.
_________________________________
Your totem is...
_________________________________
Love.
_________________________________
-What?
-Yes, love.
_________________________________
The bear of love?
_________________________________
A love that connects
and unites all living things.
_________________________________
-Who wants to trade?
-There is no trading.
_________________________________
Oh, Kenai,
_________________________________
love is the most precious of totems.
_________________________________
It reveals itself in unexpected ways.
_________________________________
Let love guide your actions,
then one day you'll be a man,
_________________________________
and we'll place your mark
next to those of our ancestors.
_________________________________
(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
TANANA: Oh.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Beautiful, Ralph.
_________________________________
Hi.
_________________________________
Next, we're gonna take you
to the streets of New York City
_________________________________
for a piece that's inspired by
a couple of my favorite artists.
_________________________________
First there's the illustrator
AI Hirschfeld,
_________________________________
who's been drawing celebrities
and Broadway stars
_________________________________
for most of the 20th century.
_________________________________
And then there's composer,
songwriter George Gershwin,
_________________________________
who took jazz off the streets,
dressed her up,
_________________________________
and took her to the concert hall.
_________________________________
My friend Ralph Grierson
plays piano on this next number.
_________________________________
And it all starts with a single
slinky note on a clarinet,
_________________________________
and a simple line on a piece of paper.
_________________________________
Ladies and gentlemen,
Rhapsody in Blue.
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(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
(MUSIC ENDS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(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.
_________________________________
-People like you get hurt.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
-Do I make myself clear?
-(COUGHS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING) Clear! Perfectly clear!
_________________________________
Ya know, Rita, I can't figure out,
_________________________________
why you'd rather
hang around a dump like this,
_________________________________
when you could be living uptown
with a class act like myself.
_________________________________
Isn't it rather dangerous to use one's
entire vocabulary in a single sentence?
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) Hey, Frankie, get down,
brother. You bad, man.
_________________________________
Hey, you got something to say
to me, fat boy?
_________________________________
(STAMMERING)
_________________________________
Come on, you guys don't scare me.
I'll kill you both.
_________________________________
Come on, let me at 'em! (GROWLING)
I'll kill 'em! I'll kill 'em!
_________________________________
(ROSCOE CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Go ahead. Let him go.
_________________________________
Why don't you pick on someone
your own size?
_________________________________
-Like you, old man?
-DODGER: Hey, Roscoe.
_________________________________
Roscoe, is this us
losing our sense of humor?
_________________________________
Nah. I ain't lost my sense of humor.
_________________________________
(CRASH)
_________________________________
See? I find that funny. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Oh, please.
_________________________________
(CRYING) Please. Oh, please!
_________________________________
Three sunrises. Three sunsets.
_________________________________
Three days, Fagin.
_________________________________
Three sunrises. Three sunsets.
_________________________________
Three days. Three, three, three.
That's nine.
_________________________________
-Nine?
-No, Fagin.
_________________________________
-Three.
-Three!
_________________________________
Oh, you mean, just three days?
_________________________________
Oh, my goodness! (SOBBING)
_________________________________
Oh, I'm having a bad day!
_________________________________
-(HORN BLARING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(WATER SPLASHING)
_________________________________
Hey, hey, Roscoe. Look what I found.
_________________________________
Forget it, DeSoto. We gotta go.
_________________________________
I like cats. I like to eat 'em.
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________
(BOTH GROWLING)
_________________________________
Get out of my way, Dodger.
_________________________________
That's enough, Roscoe.
_________________________________
(HORN HONKING)
_________________________________
RITA: Run along, Roscoe.
_________________________________
Your master's calling.
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-(HONKING)
_________________________________
Come on, DeSoto.
_________________________________
We ain't finished, Dodger.
You guys are gonna pay for this,
_________________________________
starting with that cat.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah? You guys don't scare me!
Come on and say it to my face!
_________________________________
Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on!
_________________________________
Yeah, those creeps'll think twice
before hassling us, man. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
All right, kid. What'd I tell you guys?
_________________________________
Ol' Dodge can really pick 'em, huh?
_________________________________
(DOOR CLOSING)
_________________________________
Ooh, three days.
_________________________________
(WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
How am I ever gonna come up
with all that money? (CRYING)
_________________________________
What's the use? I'll never get out
from under that maniac.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) My days are numbered
_________________________________
and the number is three.
_________________________________
It's hopeless.
_________________________________
Thanks, guys.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) That reminds me.
_________________________________
I saw DeSoto's nose. Who did that?
_________________________________
You? You.
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING) That took a lot of guts.
-(PURRING)
_________________________________
We've never had a cat
in the gang before.
_________________________________
We can use all the help we can get.
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
-(CRACKING NECK)
-Ahhh. All right. Time for bed.
_________________________________
We've got a big day tomorrow.
_________________________________
-(WHINING)
-Aww, no.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Oh, all right.
_________________________________
But just one chapter tonight.
_________________________________
Um, let's see. (MUTTERING)
_________________________________
Here we are. Here we are. Chapter 7.
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
"Sparky stopped
and he rolled in a field of wildflowers.
_________________________________
"The dandelions tickled his nose,
_________________________________
-"till he laughed out loud.
-(HEAVY PANTING)
_________________________________
"And then something caught his eye.
_________________________________
"It was Bumper the rabbit.
_________________________________
"Sparky jumped to his feet,
_________________________________
"and ran toward Bumper
barking loudly."
_________________________________
(WEAKLY) Woof. Woof.
_________________________________
Well, you try it sometime.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT) Ruff! R-Ruff!
_________________________________
Well, that's because you're a dog.
_________________________________
"Sparky knew that Bumper would run
_________________________________
"and that he could chase him
over the field.
_________________________________
"But Sparky would never
catch him or hurt him
_________________________________
"because Sparky was not
that kind of a dog."
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(PURRING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BELL TOLLING)
_________________________________
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CHILDREN CHATTERING)
_________________________________
Oh, look, Father. Look!
_________________________________
-Now, wait! Stand still, now.
-What are those?
_________________________________
Huh? Oh, those!
_________________________________
They are your schoolmates,
girls and boys.
_________________________________
Now get in.
_________________________________
-Real boys?
-Yes!
_________________________________
But hurry, now.
Oh! Wait, wait, wait! Wait.
_________________________________
Here's an apple for the teacher.
_________________________________
Now turn around
and let me look you over.
_________________________________
(GEPPETTO CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
GEPPETTO:
Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah. Here.
_________________________________
Run along, now.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: (CHUCKLING) Wait, wait.
_________________________________
Come back here, Figaro.
_________________________________
School is not for you.
_________________________________
Goodbye, Father!
_________________________________
Goodbye, son. Hurry back.
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Ah, Gideon, listen.
_________________________________
The merry laughter
of little innocent children
_________________________________
wending their way to school.
_________________________________
Thirsty little minds
rushing to the fountain of knowledge.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
School, a noble institution.
_________________________________
What would this stupid world
be without...
_________________________________
Well, well, well! Stromboli!
_________________________________
So that old rascal's
back in town, eh?
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Remember, Giddy, the time
I tied strings on you
_________________________________
and passed you off as a puppet?
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
We nearly put one over
on that old gypsy that time!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
A little wooden boy. Now, who...
_________________________________
A wooden boy!
_________________________________
Look, Giddy, look.
_________________________________
It's amazing.
_________________________________
A live puppet without strings.
_________________________________
A thing like that ought to be
worth a fortune to someone.
_________________________________
Now let me see.
_________________________________
That's it! Stromboli!
_________________________________
Why, that old faker
would give his... Listen.
_________________________________
If we play our cards right,
_________________________________
we'll be on easy street
or my name isn't Honest John.
_________________________________
Quick! We'll head him off.
_________________________________
Shh.
_________________________________
Now's our...
_________________________________
No, no, stupid.
_________________________________
Don't be crude.
_________________________________
(HICCUPS)
_________________________________
Let me handle this.
_________________________________
Here he comes.
_________________________________
Ah, yes, Giddy, as I was saying
to the duchess only yesterday...
_________________________________
Oh! Oh, how clumsy of me!
_________________________________
Oh. My, my, my, my.
_________________________________
Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
_________________________________
-Oh. I do hope you're not injured.
-PINOCCHIO: I'm all right.
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: (SIGHS) Splendid!
_________________________________
Well, well. Quite a scholar, I see.
_________________________________
Look, Giddy, a man of letters.
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
-Here's your book.
-I'm going to school.
_________________________________
School! Ah, yes.
_________________________________
Then you haven't heard
of the easy road to success.
_________________________________
Uh-uh.
_________________________________
No?
_________________________________
I'm speaking, my boy, of the theater!
_________________________________
Here's your apple.
_________________________________
Bright lights, music, applause!
_________________________________
Fame!
_________________________________
-Fame?
-Yes!
_________________________________
And with that personality,
that profile, that physique...
_________________________________
Why, he's a natural born actor,
eh, Giddy?
_________________________________
-But I'm going...
-Straight to the top.
_________________________________
Why, I can see your name in lights,
lights six feet high.
_________________________________
-Uh, what is your name?
-Pinocchio.
_________________________________
Pinocchio! P-I-N-U-O... P-I...
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
We're wasting precious time.
_________________________________
Come. On to the theater!
_________________________________
(SINGING) Hi-diddle-dee-dee
_________________________________
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
A high silk hat and a silver cane
_________________________________
A watch of gold with a diamond chain
_________________________________
Hi-diddle-dee-day
_________________________________
An actor's life is gay
_________________________________
It's great to be a celebrity
_________________________________
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
Ta dum diddle dee dum
Ti dee um dee dum
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
Hi-diddle-dee-dum
_________________________________
An actor's life is fun
_________________________________
Phew!
Fine conscience I turned out to be!
_________________________________
Late the first day.
_________________________________
Oh, well, he can't get in much trouble
between here and school.
_________________________________
(HONEST JOHN HUMMING)
_________________________________
Oh, boy, a parade!
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: (SINGING)
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Hi-diddle-dee-dee
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
A waxed moustache and a beaver coat
_________________________________
A pony cart and a billy goat
_________________________________
Why, it's... It's Pinoke!
Hey, where you going?
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
You wear your hair in a pompadour
_________________________________
Wait!
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
You ride around in a coach and four
_________________________________
Halt!
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
You stop and buy out a candy store
_________________________________
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
Hold on there! Pinoke!
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Hi-diddle-dee-dee
_________________________________
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
With clothes that come
from the finest shop...
_________________________________
Hey!
_________________________________
(JIMINY WHISTLES)
_________________________________
What was that?
_________________________________
Oh, it's Jiminy!
What are you doing up there?
_________________________________
Huh? Who? What? What? Who?
_________________________________
Jiminy? Up where?
_________________________________
Shh.
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Why, my boy,
you must be see things.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Oh, no.
That's my conscience. He...
_________________________________
Now, now, now. Just calm down.
_________________________________
Why, there's nothing up there
to be afraid of.
_________________________________
(HONEST JOHN GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(MUFFLED SHOUTING)
_________________________________
Psst! (WHISTLES)
_________________________________
Pinoke! Psst. Pinoke!
_________________________________
Over here.
_________________________________
Over here.
_________________________________
Oh, Jiminy, I'm gonna be an actor!
_________________________________
All right, son. Take it easy now.
_________________________________
Remember what I said
about temptation?
_________________________________
Uh-huh.
_________________________________
-Well, that's him.
-Oh, no, Jiminy.
_________________________________
-That's Mr. Honest John!
-Honest John?
_________________________________
(MUFFLED SHOUTING)
_________________________________
Get me out of here!
_________________________________
(MUFFLED SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
All right, then,
here's what we'll tell him.
_________________________________
You can't go to the theater.
Say, "Thank you just the same."
_________________________________
You're sorry,
but you've got to go to school.
_________________________________
-Mmm-hmm.
-HONEST JOHN: Pinocchio?
_________________________________
Oh, Pinocchio! Woo-hoo!
_________________________________
Here they come, Pinoke.
Now you tell them.
_________________________________
Woo-hoo!
_________________________________
Oh, little boy! Ah, there you are!
_________________________________
Where were we?
Oh, yes, on to the theater!
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Bye, Jiminy! Bye!
_________________________________
Goodbye? Huh?
_________________________________
Goodbye?
_________________________________
Hey, Pinoke, you can't...
_________________________________
(SINGING) A high silk hat
and a silver cane
_________________________________
A watch of gold with a diamond chain
_________________________________
There he goes. Oh, what'll I do?
I'll run and tell his father.
_________________________________
No, that'd be snitching.
I'll go after him myself.
_________________________________
Ladies and gentlemen,
_________________________________
to conclude the performance
of this great show,
_________________________________
Stromboli, the master showman,
that's me,
_________________________________
(MUMBLING)
_________________________________
and by special permission
of the management,
_________________________________
that's me, too,
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
_________________________________
is presenting to you something
_________________________________
you will absolutely refuse to believe!
_________________________________
Well, looks like a sellout.
_________________________________
Introducing the only marionette
_________________________________
who can sing and dance
_________________________________
absolutely without the aids of strings.
_________________________________
I hope so.
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
_________________________________
The one and only Pinocchio!
_________________________________
-(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)
-Hmm.
_________________________________
What a buildup.
_________________________________
(FANFARE PLAYING)
_________________________________
(SINGING) I got no strings
to hold me...
_________________________________
(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Go ahead, make a fool of yourself!
_________________________________
Then maybe you'll listen
to your conscience.
_________________________________
(HIGH-PITCHED SQUEALING)
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
_________________________________
(AUDIENCE CONTINUES LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Cute kid.
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
_________________________________
(SINGING) I got no strings
to hold me down
_________________________________
To make me fret or make me frown
_________________________________
I had strings but now I'm free
_________________________________
There are no strings on me
_________________________________
Heigh-ho the merry-o
_________________________________
That's the only way to be
_________________________________
I want the world to know
_________________________________
Nothing ever worries me
_________________________________
-I got no strings...
-(STROMBOLI SPEAKING ITALIAN)
_________________________________
What I told you, huh?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
They got strings but you can see
_________________________________
There are no strings on me
_________________________________
(AUDIENCE CHEERING)
_________________________________
WOMAN: You have no strings
_________________________________
Your arms is free
_________________________________
To love me by the Zuiderzee
_________________________________
Ja, ja, ja, if you would woo
_________________________________
I'd bust my strings for you
_________________________________
You got no strings
Comme ci, comme ça
_________________________________
Your savoir faire is ooh la la
_________________________________
I've got strings but entre nous
_________________________________
I'd cut my strings for you
_________________________________
Down where the Volga flows
_________________________________
There's a Russian rendezvous
_________________________________
Where me and Ivan go
But I'd rather go with you
_________________________________
Hey
_________________________________
Hey! Hey!
_________________________________
Hey!
_________________________________
Hey!
_________________________________
Hey!
_________________________________
Hey!
_________________________________
-Hey!
-Hey!
_________________________________
There are no strings on me
_________________________________
(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(AUDIENCE CHEERING)
_________________________________
Huh. They like him. He's a success.
_________________________________
Gosh! Maybe I was wrong.
_________________________________
Well, guess he won't need me anymore.
_________________________________
What does an actor want
with a conscience anyway?
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: What could have
happened to him?
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
Where could he be at this hour?
_________________________________
I'd better go out again
and look for him.
_________________________________
-(SNIFFING)
-And remember,
_________________________________
nobody eats a bite until I find him.
_________________________________
(DOOR CLOSES)
_________________________________
(CLEO GURGLES)
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: (SINGING)
I got no strings but I got the brain
_________________________________
I buy a new suit and I swing the cane
_________________________________
I eat the best
and I drink champagne
_________________________________
I got no strings on me
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-Bravo, Pinocchio!
-They liked me!
_________________________________
Mmm. Two hundred!
_________________________________
-You are sensational!
-You mean I'm good?
_________________________________
Ah! Three hundred!
_________________________________
You are colossal!
_________________________________
Does that mean I'm an actor?
_________________________________
Sure! I will push you
in the public's eye.
_________________________________
Your face, she will be
on everybody's tongue.
_________________________________
Will she?
_________________________________
Yeah... Uh-huh.
_________________________________
What's this?
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
_________________________________
Ah...
_________________________________
For you, my little Pinocchio.
_________________________________
For me? Gee, thanks!
_________________________________
I'll run right home
and tell my father.
_________________________________
(COUGHING)
_________________________________
Home?
_________________________________
Oh, sure. Going home to your father.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, that is very comical.
_________________________________
You mean it's funny?
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) Oh, sure! Yes.
_________________________________
-I'll be back in the morning.
-Be back in the morning!
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
_________________________________
Going home?
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
There, this will be your home,
_________________________________
-where I can find you always!
-No, no, no!
_________________________________
Yes, yes, yes!
_________________________________
To me you are belonging.
_________________________________
We will tour the world. Paris. London.
_________________________________
Monte-Carlo. Constantinople.
_________________________________
No, no!
_________________________________
Yes! We start tonight!
_________________________________
Mmm.
_________________________________
You will make lots of money for me!
_________________________________
And when you are growing too old,
_________________________________
you will make good firewood!
_________________________________
(STROMBOLI LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Let me out of here!
I gotta get out! You can't keep me!
_________________________________
Quiet! Shut up!
_________________________________
Before I knock you silly!
_________________________________
Good night,
_________________________________
my little wooden gold mine.
_________________________________
(STROMBOLI LAUGHING)
_________________________________
No! No, wait!
_________________________________
Let me out! I'll tell my father!
_________________________________
(STROMBOLI GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(WHIP CRACKS)
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: Get along there.
_________________________________
(HORSES TROTTING)
_________________________________
Jiminy!
_________________________________
-Oh, Jiminy!
-(THUNDER RUMBLES)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
Jiminy, where are you?
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
Jiminy Cricket!
_________________________________
(THUNDER CLAPPING)
_________________________________
(SOBBING)
_________________________________
Well, there he goes.
_________________________________
Sitting in the lap of luxury,
the world at his feet.
_________________________________
Oh, well, I can always say
"I knew him when."
_________________________________
I'll just go out of his life quietly.
_________________________________
(THUNDER CLAPPING)
_________________________________
I would like to wish him luck, though.
_________________________________
Sure! Why not?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Timon and Pumbaa's
Virtual Safari (Jeep Tour)
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Welcome to the
nighttime safari jeep tour.
_________________________________
We're going in style this time, folks.
Real luxury.
_________________________________
Watch this.
_________________________________
-(BEEPING)
-GPS...
_________________________________
-(CIRCLE OF LIFE PLAYING)
-DVD...
_________________________________
-PUMBAA: Emergency bacon?
-(SIZZLING)
_________________________________
-It's not bacon. It's "beacon."
-(ALARM WAILING)
_________________________________
-Emergency beacon.
-Sorry!
_________________________________
All right, Pumbaa.
Cameras ready? Let's do it!
_________________________________
Notice the exotic African wildlife.
_________________________________
Ooh, look, a rhino crossing.
Stop the jeep.
_________________________________
-(BEEPING)
-That red dot's us, right?
_________________________________
-I think so. Hmm.
-(RHINO ROARS)
_________________________________
I wonder what that sound is.
_________________________________
(FOOTSTEPS)
_________________________________
BOTH: Rhino!
_________________________________
-Oof!
-She's gonna eat me!
_________________________________
(SINGING) Hakuna Matata
_________________________________
(TIMON SCREAMS)
_________________________________
TIMON: He's gonna skewer us!
_________________________________
Go! Go! Give it some gas!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(RHINO GRUNTS FROM SPEAKER)
_________________________________
Pumbaa, I'm okay! Are you okay?
_________________________________
How do you feel?
_________________________________
Uh, actually, I feel a little hungry.
_________________________________
Hey, you're in luck. Restaurant Road.
_________________________________
Which one do you wanna pick?
Your choice!
_________________________________
As long as they've got food,
Pumbaa and I will be right at home.
_________________________________
Left looks good. No, right! No, left!
_________________________________
I'm hungry, and I just can't decide.
_________________________________
Jeez! Now I'm getting hungry. Let's go!
_________________________________
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Ooh, they've got
all my favorites, Timon!
_________________________________
(GARBLING ON SPEAKERPHONE)
_________________________________
TIMON: Ah... Hmm...
_________________________________
I'll have the double-double
maggot burger, side of cenitipedes.
_________________________________
Ooh, wait!
Can I super size that to millipedes?
_________________________________
Ooh! And some nachos
with extra dungbeetles.
_________________________________
I'll have the stinkbug-locust
combo on a leaf,
_________________________________
hold the termites,
and the weeval on a stick.
_________________________________
The giant one. Not the lesser
of the two weevals! (LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Ooh! And I also want a lice cream cone.
_________________________________
Make that two.
_________________________________
(GARBLING ON SPEAKERPHONE)
_________________________________
-What?
-He said...
_________________________________
(IMITATING GARBLE
ON SPEAKERPHONE)
_________________________________
Uh, maybe he means
go to the drive-up window.
_________________________________
-(BOTH MUNCHING)
-Great find.
_________________________________
We have to come back here.
_________________________________
(MUNCHING) Delicious!
_________________________________
Mind if I try one of your dungbeetles?
_________________________________
-No problem.
-(PUMBAA BURPS)
_________________________________
(CONTINUES MUNCHING)
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Yummy! Delicious!
_________________________________
(TIMON SMACKING LIPS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Yum! Yum! Yum!
I love fast food!
_________________________________
TIMON: Ooh! This looks good!
_________________________________
Meerkat tail on a cob?
_________________________________
Warthog snouts and tusks?
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Mongoose pot pie.
_________________________________
(SCREAMS) It's us on the menu!
_________________________________
BANZAI: (OVER SPEAKERPHONE)
Welcome!
_________________________________
How would you like
to try our warthog special?
_________________________________
Pumbaa, get us out of here!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) It's dinner time!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(BEEPING)
-TIMON: Human technology.
_________________________________
You gotta love it.
_________________________________
-(RUMBLING)
-What's that?
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Uh, I think it's my stomach.
_________________________________
Are you sure?
It's awful loud even for you.
_________________________________
(RUMBLING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
BOTH: Stampede!
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Down, down, down!
_________________________________
That was close.
That was really really close!
_________________________________
Timon, did you know the wildebeest
is also called the "ganew"?
_________________________________
Oh, "Gethank you"
for the very nice tidbit.
_________________________________
We just almost got squished here!
_________________________________
You there. All safe and out of danger,
_________________________________
what do you think? Which way?
Cave or around the mountain?
_________________________________
_________________________________
PUMBAA: The elephant graveyard!
_________________________________
BANZAI: Well, looky here.
Dinner and a side dish.
_________________________________
(HYENAS CHITTERING)
_________________________________
Uh-oh! Hyenas!
_________________________________
TIMON: Let's get out of here!
_________________________________
-Where?
-Anywhere!
_________________________________
(BOTH EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Oh, no! It's really dark in here.
_________________________________
-(ENGINE STALLING)
-Come on, start. Start.
_________________________________
PUMBAA: This is so scary!
_________________________________
At least I have my blankie!
_________________________________
(KISSING)
_________________________________
My blankie always makes me feel better.
_________________________________
TIMON: That's my tail!
PUMBAA: Oops! Sorry!
_________________________________
Oooh! Look! There's some fireflies.
_________________________________
TIMON: That's weird. They're in pairs.
_________________________________
-(BATS CHITTERING)
-(BOTH SCREAM)
_________________________________
BOTH: Bats!
_________________________________
Ew! Ew! Don't let'em get in my fur!
_________________________________
_________________________________
BANZAI: Oh, isn't that just too bad?
_________________________________
Your road seems to
have come to an end!
_________________________________
TIMON: Oh, no. What do we do?
_________________________________
Forward? Backward? Left? Right?
_________________________________
PUMBAA:
There are no arrows on screen!
_________________________________
Oh, great. So, uh, forward it is.
_________________________________
Hang on, Pumbaa!
_________________________________
Right! No, no, left! No! The other Left!
_________________________________
Wait! Return! Stop!
_________________________________
No! Go, go, go, go!
_________________________________
Ooh! Oooh! Look out! No!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
I thought you were driving?
_________________________________
I am!
_________________________________
(HYENAS CHITTER)
_________________________________
Okay, it's over. It's over.
_________________________________
Oh, sure. Now they put up the arrows.
_________________________________
Where were they then we needed them?
_________________________________
Maybe they just weren't ready.
So what do you think?
_________________________________
Should we go up or down?
_________________________________
Up, down. Who cares? Just help us.
_________________________________
BANZAI: Excuse me.
This is a toll road.
_________________________________
And today's toll is you.
_________________________________
Uh, Pumbaa?
I think we're invited for dinner.
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Hold on!
_________________________________
Ooh! Oooh! Look out! No!
_________________________________
(PUMBAA EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
Right! No, no, left! No! The other Left!
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Wait!
Which way is left again?
_________________________________
Ow, hot! Tail on fire!
_________________________________
BANZAI: Ooh! ha-ha!
Can't wait to try some!
_________________________________
Oooh! Ow! Oooh! Ow!
Hey! Oooh! Ouch! Watch it!
_________________________________
Oooh! Ow! Oooh! Ow!
Oooh! Oooh! Ho-ho!
_________________________________
BANZAI: Hey! Don't be a stranger!
_________________________________
(CAR CRASHES)
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Sorry.
_________________________________
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Stay to the right!
TIMON: There is no right!
_________________________________
BANZAI: Hey, would ya drop
in for dinner? (LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(HYENA LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-TIMON: Aah!
-(CRASHING)
_________________________________
PUMBAA: I think my tusks
are coming loose.
_________________________________
Hey! Maybe I'll have
to move to Tuscalossa.
_________________________________
TIMON: Oy!
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Well, here we are.
_________________________________
Thank you for joining us on the tour.
Please exit to the right.
_________________________________
Make sure you have
all your personal belongings.
_________________________________
Make sure to come back
and see us real soon.
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Uh, Timon,
is that all you're going to say
_________________________________
after all we've been through?
_________________________________
What? It's just a ride.
_________________________________
That was a ride?
_________________________________
Yeah, what did ya think?
_________________________________
Oh, uh, I knew it was a ride. Yep!
_________________________________
Wanna go on it again?
_________________________________
Ooh! Wait!
Let's look at our pictures first!
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Timon and Pumbaa's
Virtual Safari (Boat Tour)
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Welcome to the
nighttime safari boat tour.
_________________________________
Hello, everyone. My name is Timon.
_________________________________
I'll be your skipper today
on the Leaky Westbucket.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
Oh, well.
Wave goodbye to your families, folks.
_________________________________
You may never see them again.
_________________________________
Of course, if they're like
my family, you may prefer that.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) Just kidding, Ma.
_________________________________
Anyways, please keep your arms, legs,
tails, and tusks in the boat at all times!
_________________________________
Pumbaa, got your camera ready?
_________________________________
PUMBAA: All ready, Timon.
_________________________________
-(FIREFLY BUZZING)
-Ooh! A Bobson's firefly.
_________________________________
They're very rare.
_________________________________
-(PUMBAA CHOMPS)
-And now, they're extinct.
_________________________________
But delicious. (BURPING)
_________________________________
Over on your right, I heard of hippos.
_________________________________
Some of these babies
weigh as much as thirty warthogs
_________________________________
and boy do they look like it.
_________________________________
Except for you, Madam.
_________________________________
They look hungry.
Maybe we'd better go around them.
_________________________________
Hey, guys, which way? Left or Right?
_________________________________
Yeah, pick something. And fast.
_________________________________
They're looking at me funny.
_________________________________
Pumbaa, everyone looks at you funny.
_________________________________
Hurry up and decide, would ya!
_________________________________
They're twitching their ears!
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Now as we
move further downriver,
_________________________________
notice the sudden changes in weather.
_________________________________
Very characteristic to the area.
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Ah, rain! That feels good!
Very refreshing!
_________________________________
(EXHALES) I love the smell of
wet Pumbaa in the evening.
_________________________________
It smells like...
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)
_________________________________
(THUNDER CRASHES)
_________________________________
(PUMBAA WHINING)
_________________________________
Pumbaa, you're not scared
of a little thunder, are ya?
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
-Mommy!
-(SPLASHING)
_________________________________
Uh, skipper, why did you
jump out of the boat?
_________________________________
I was just showing our passengers
that the waters are perfectly safe.
_________________________________
Heh! Yeah, that's it!
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Okay.
Over on your right, a rock.
_________________________________
Pee! Big deal! A rock!
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Timon,
isn't that Pride Rock,
_________________________________
the king's home and metaphoric heart
and soul of the savanna?
_________________________________
Uh, Yeah that's what I meant.
_________________________________
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Hey, Timon, aren't there
snakes in this part of the river?
_________________________________
TIMON: Snakes? Snakes don't swim.
_________________________________
-But they can climb!
-(HISSING)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Quick! Go around it! Go, go!
_________________________________
How do you know it's a him?
_________________________________
There's no way I'm getting
close enough to find out.
_________________________________
Okay, pal! What do you think?
Left or right?
_________________________________
Pick left! Pick left!
_________________________________
They can pick whatever they want!
_________________________________
-Yeah, but pick left.
-Why?
_________________________________
I've got a good feeling about it.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(LION ROARS IN DISTANCE)
_________________________________
(CRASH)
_________________________________
TIMON: Oh, great choice, Pumbaa.
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Sorry!
_________________________________
Sorry shmorry.
We're caught on something.
_________________________________
Now what are we gonna do?
_________________________________
Notice the tranquil harmony
of the flowing water as it...
_________________________________
As it flows right by us
because we're jammed,
_________________________________
lodged, snagged, as in not moving.
_________________________________
Sheez! Rock the boat.
Run back and forth.
_________________________________
Throw your weight around,
you know, to shift the boat.
_________________________________
Hmm, okay.
_________________________________
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Timon, it's hippos again.
_________________________________
TIMON: Hakuna matata, Pumbaa.
No worries.
_________________________________
Unless they wiggle their ears.
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
Bleagh! Oooh!
_________________________________
You got the warthog wet again.
Thank you.
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Now where were we?
_________________________________
Oh, yes! If you all look straight ahead,
_________________________________
you can see the nice, calm, quiet...
_________________________________
-(MONKEYS MAKE NOISE)
-Get out of here!
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Gat's...
_________________________________
RAFIKI: Stop!
_________________________________
(SHUSHING)
_________________________________
Show off!
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Ah! Finally, a little peace.
_________________________________
Completely quiet. Not a sound.
_________________________________
Not even the sound of the boat.
_________________________________
-Pumbaa, are we stalled?
-(ENGINE STALLING)
_________________________________
PUMBAA: No problem.
I got it handled.
_________________________________
Hurry up.
These are alligator infested waters.
_________________________________
Don't be silly, Timon.
_________________________________
Alligators live in the humid,
mucky swamps of North America.
_________________________________
Nope. These tributaries are home to...
_________________________________
-(CROCS ROAR)
-Crocodiles! (SCEAMING)
_________________________________
Forward!
_________________________________
Oy! That was a close one.
_________________________________
Oh, I think I'm having chest pains.
_________________________________
-I'm feeling gassy!
-No, Pumbaa! Don't!
_________________________________
(PUMBAA FARTS)
-Oy! Tell me that's swamp vapors.
_________________________________
Okay, folks, quickly. Left or right?
_________________________________
Pick right. It looks well ventilated.
_________________________________
Left looks nice too.
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Well, you may be right,
Pumbaa. This does look nice.
_________________________________
Notice the calm, pleasant... Fogbank.
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Hmm.
I wonder what that sound is.
_________________________________
It sounds like water.
_________________________________
-(WATER ROARING)
-Louder and louder water.
_________________________________
It's a waterfall!
_________________________________
Ooh, sorry! Skipper knows least.
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(SPLASHING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: See? Good choice.
Your skipper knows best.
_________________________________
Now, everyone, if you'll notice. We are...
_________________________________
Going around in circles.
_________________________________
Wait! Pumbaa! The other way.
_________________________________
You! Don't just sit there!
_________________________________
Tell Pumbaa to go the other way!
The other way!
_________________________________
PUMBAA: I can't!
It's a "Whirlly Whirlly"!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS) A whirlpool!
_________________________________
-Getting dizzy!
-(TIMON GURGLES)
_________________________________
TIMON: I can't breathe!
_________________________________
_________________________________
TIMON: Well, everyone,
thanks for joining us.
_________________________________
Please exit to the right.
Did you enjoy yourselves?
_________________________________
PUMBAA: Well, if I were skipper,
_________________________________
I'd make some
different choices next time.
_________________________________
Okay, everyone, get your thumbs
ready to choose your next ride.
_________________________________
Ooh, wait. Let's look
at our pictures from the tour.
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
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!
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(GRUNTING)
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Wow.
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FLIK: You're perfect!
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Oh, great ones! I have been scouting
for bugs with your exact talents!
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-(GASPS) A talent scout.
-My colony's in trouble.
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Grasshoppers are coming! We've been
forced to prepare all this food.
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-Dinner theater!
-Food?
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Please! Will you help us?
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THUD: (GROWLING) Where are they?
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-We'll take the job!
-Really?
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Yes! You can explain the details
on the way.
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Hey!
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-Okay, come on, everyone. Break a leg!
-Whoa, you're vicious!
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Hold on, Mr. Ant.
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FLIK: Amazing!
This is too good to be true!
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FLIK: So you see, it was my fault
that Hopper's coming back.
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But then, Princess Atta...
Boy, is she one in a million.
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She let me go out and find you.
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And after seeing you
fight off those flies...
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Boy, are those grasshoppers in
for a big surprise!
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(LAUGHING TRIUMPHANTLY)
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(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
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