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Imagining in July 2016–September 2016
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McQUEEN: Okay, here we go.
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(BIRDS CHIRPING)
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MOMMA: Henry, it's time.
MOMMA: Henry, it's time.
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(GASPS)
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Which one did you say moved?
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The one on the left.
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(BOTH GASP)
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(COOING)
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-Aw.
-Aw. (CHUCKLES)
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You're a Poppa.
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You're a momma.
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(GRUNTS)
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(POPPA CHUCKLING)
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-Hmm?
-(LIBBY GIGGLES)
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(LAUGHING)
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(POPPA CHUCKLING)
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-(GASPS) You little sneak.
-(GIGGLES)
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Hello, Libby.
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-Libby.
-(COOING)
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-(EGGS RUSTLING)
-(BOTH GASP)
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(BOTH GASP)
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Hmm?
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(POPPA LAUGHS)
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-Hello, Buck.
-(LAUGHING)
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He's got your eyes.
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(CHUCKLES) Get out of there,
you little prickle bush.
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All right, this is gonna be a big one.
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POPPA: Hmm?
POPPA: Hmm?
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Hello, Arlo.
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(WHIMPERS)
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(CHUCKUNG)
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Come on out.
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(GASPS)
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Look at you.
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(LAUGHING)
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Buck!
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(LAUGHING)
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Whoa!
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(GASPS)
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That's Clawtooth Mountain.
And this is our farm.
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And we're all gonna
take care of it together.
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(McQUEEN EXHALES)_________________________________
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McQUEEN: Okay, here we go.
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Focus. Speed. I am speed.
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(ENGINES ROARING)
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One winner, 42 losers.
I eat losers for breakfast.
I eat losers for breakfast.
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Did I used to say that?
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-MATER: Yes, sir, you did.
-(McQUEEN GASPS)
-(McQUEEN GASPS)
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-You used to say that all the time.
-Mater, what are you doing in here?
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Well, I didn't want you to be lonely.
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(STUTTERS) Thank you.
But I'm kind of preparing for a race.
But I'm kind of preparing for a race.
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I need a little quiet.
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Oh, right. You got it, buddy.
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Hey, everybody, listen up.
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My best friend, Lightning McQueen,
needs quiet. (SHOUTING) Perfect quiet!
needs quiet. (SHOUTING) Perfect quiet!
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(CHUCKLES)
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Okay. Where was I?
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(EXHALES DEEPLY)
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Racing. Real racing.
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(SCOFFS)
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That ain't racing.
That wasn't even a Sunday drive.
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That was one lap.
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Racing is 500 of those.
Everybody fighting to move up.
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Lap after lap. Inside, outside,
inches apart. Never touching.
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Now that's racing.
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(CHUCKLES) Well, I can't argue
with The Doc Hudson.
with The Doc Hudson.
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(CHUCKLES) How true, how true.
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(LAUGHS)
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-(BANGS ON DOOR)
-(CHUCKLES)
-(CHUCKLES)
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MACK: Hey, Lightning, you ready?
MACK: Hey, Lightning, you ready?
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Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready.
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(ENGINE REVVING)
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This one's for you, Doc.
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For the first part of the Walt Disney World trip, go to: Winnie the Pooh & Tinker Bell's Midsummer Rescue - Subtitles (en)
Monsters University!
Anybody getting off?
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(SIGHS)
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Well, everyone,
I don't mean to get emotional,
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but everything in my life
has led to this moment.
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Let it not be
just the beginning of my dream
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but the beginning of all of our dreams.
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Gladys, promise me
you'll keep auditioning.
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Marie, Mr. Right is out there somewhere.
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Phil, keep using the ointment
till that thing goes away.
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I wish you all the best.
Thank you all so much!
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(MIKE PANTING)
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I'm welling up with tears. Now, get off.
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(EXHALES)
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(STUDENTS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY)
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-Hello. How are you doing?
-(BICYCLE BELL RINGS)
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(CHATTERING CONTINUES)
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(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
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Ah!
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Whoo-hoo!
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(CHUCKLES)
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COACH: Stroke! Stroke!
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Come on, put all you have into it!
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Stroke! Stroke!
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Okay! First thing on my list,
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get registered.
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Hey there, freshman. I'm Jay the R.A.,
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and I'm here to say
that registration is thataway!
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-Okay, Jay.
-Have a great first day.
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Hey, I'm Kay!
Here's your orientation packet.
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Thanks, Kay.
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You can drop your bags off here
and get your picture taken with Trey.
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-Say hooray!
-Hooray!
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I can't believe it.
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I'm officially a college student!
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Okay, everyone, I'm Fay,
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and I'll be giving you your
orientation tour on this perfect day!
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(TOUR PARTICIPANTS CHATTERING)
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FAY: Here are the labs
FAY: Here are the labs
where students learn
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to design and build the doors
to the human world.
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(DOOR BUZZING)
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Looks like the professor is
about to test a door!
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The MU cafeteria serves a full buffet,
three meals a day.
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I personally believe we have
some of the best chefs in the world.
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-Oh! Yeah!
-Yeah! (LAUGHS)
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The campus offers
a wide variety of majors,
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but the crown jewel of MU
is the Scaring School.
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(ALL MURMURING)
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(STUDENTS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY)
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Welcome to the debate team.
We're happy to have you.
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I disagree for the following reasons.
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True happiness
is a theoretical construct...
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Hey there! Keep your eye on the sky
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at the astronomy club!
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Hey, hey, hey!
Come join the improv club.
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You'll wish you were a...
Never... Always...
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Ah, dang it!
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MU's Greek Council. We sponsor
the annual Scare Games.
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(STAMMERS) The Scare what now?
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The Scare Games!
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A super-intense Scaring competition!
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They're crazy dangerous,
so anything could happen.
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A bunch of guys went
to the hospital last year!
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-You could totally die.
-And it's worth it.
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You get a chance to prove
that you are the best!
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MIKE: Cool.
MIKE: Cool.
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MALE DORM PROCTOR:
Wazowski, Room 319.
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You know, your roommate
is a Scaring major, too.
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(GASPS)
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"Hello, I'm your roommate."
Oh, that's too bland.
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Don't force it. Just let it happen.
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Your lifelong best friend
is right behind this door.
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(EXHALES SLOWLY)
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(GASPS)
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Hey there. I'm your roomie.
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Name's Randy Boggs. Scaring major.
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Oh! (STAMMERS)
Mike Wazowski, Scaring major.
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I can tell we're going to be
best chums, Mike.
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Take whichever bed you want.
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I wanted you to have first dibs.
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Ahh!
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(GASPS) You just disappeared.
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Sorry. If I do that in Scaring class,
I'll be a joke.
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No, it's totally great. You got to use it.
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-Really?
-Yeah, but lose the glasses.
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-They give it away.
-Huh.
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(PRACTICES GROWLING)
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(RATTLES)
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MIKE: Okay!
MIKE: Okay!
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Unpack. Check. Hang posters. Check.
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Now I just need to ace my classes,
graduate with honors,
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and become the greatest Scarer ever.
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Boy, I wish I had your confidence, Mike.
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Aren't you even a little nervous?
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Actually, no.
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I've been waiting for this my whole life.
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I just can't wait to get started.
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(CHUCKLING) A movie. A movie.
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They're making a movie.
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When? When will everybody
forget your big mistake?
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BUCK: First it was all over the papers,
BUCK: First it was all over the papers,
then they wrote a book about it,
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then the book on tape,
then the board game,
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the spoons with your face on it...
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and the Web site,
the commemorative plates.
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-You saw them, right?
-Yeah. I saw them.
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Can't eat off 'em.
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-They're not microwave-safe.
-You saw the billboards?
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I saw them.
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Ha! There's a bumper sticker.
I knew it was only a matter of time.
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Billboards I could live with.
Posters I could even live with.
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But a bumper sticker.
It's... it's like glued on forever.
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It doesn't matter. You know why?
Because I've got a plan.
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Yeah, about that.
Well, remember how I told you
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it would be better for you to lay low,
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don't call attention to yourself?
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-Yes, but I...
-See, it's like a game.
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Yeah, a game of hide-and-seek,
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except the goal
is never to be found, ever!
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-(STAMMERING)
-Great!
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(CHUCKLES)
Now, we've got a plan, right?
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I'll see ya later! Remember, lay low.
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Yeah. Okay.
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Bye.
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Look, Mama! There's the crazy chicken!
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Yes, it is! Crazy chicken. You're so
smart. We don't make eye contact. Bye!
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That's it. Today is a new day.
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-(BRAKES SQUEAKING)
-(HONKS HORN)
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(LAUGHING AND CHEERING)
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(ONE LITTLE SLIP PLAYING)
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(SINGING) It was a recipe for disaster
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A four-course meal of "No sirree"
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It seemed that happily ever after
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-(HORN HONKING)
-Was happy everyone was after me
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It was a cup of good intentions
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A tablespoon of one big mess
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A dash of overreaction
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And I assume you know the rest
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One little slip
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One little slip
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It was a fusion of confusion
with a few confounding things
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I guess I probably
took the wrong direction
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(SNORTS)
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Well, I admit I might have
missed a sign or two
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I took a right turn at confusion
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A left when I should have gone
straight on through
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I ran ahead with my assumptions
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And we all know what that can do
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One little slip
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One little slip
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It was a fusion of confusion
and a few confounding things
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I get the feeling in this town
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I'll never live till I live down
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The one mistake that seems
to follow me around
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But they'll forget about the sky
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When they all realize this guy's
about to try to learn to fly
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Or hit the ground
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(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
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How's it going?
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It was a cup of good intentions
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A tablespoon of one big mess
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A dash of overreaction
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And I assume you know the rest
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(SCREAMING)
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One little slip
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One little slip
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It was a humble little stumble
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With a big ungraceful
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One little slip
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One little slip
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It was a fusion of confusion
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With a few confounding things
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-(RATTLING)
-(BANGING)
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(LITTLE SIGHING)
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(SCRAPING)
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(STUDENTS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY)
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(BELL TOLLING)
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Oh, man! I can't be late on the first day!
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(INHALES DEEPLY)
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(PANTING RAPIDLY)
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Wow.
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(STUDENTS MURMURING)
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(SCOFFS)
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You got to be kidding me.
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I'm so nervous!
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Relax. It will be fine.
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-Good morning, students.
-(STUDENTS SHUSHING)
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Welcome to Scaring 101.
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I am Professor Knight.
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Now I'm sure all of you
were the scariest monster in your town.
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Well, bad news, kids.
You're in my town now,
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and I do not scare easily. (GASPS)
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(STUDENTS MURMURING)
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Dean Hardscrabble.
This is a pleasant surprise.
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She's a legend.
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She broke the all-time Scare Record
with the scream in that very can!
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I don't mean to interrupt.
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I just thought I'd drop by
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to see the terrifying faces
joining my program.
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(ALL MURMURING)
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Well, I'm sure my students
would love to hear
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a few words of inspiration.
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Inspiration? Very well.
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Scariness is the true measure
of a monster.
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If you're not scary
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what kind of a monster are you?
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It's my job to make
great students greater,
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not make mediocre students
less mediocre.
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That is why at the end of the semester
there will be a final exam.
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Fail that exam and you are
out of the Scaring program.
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-(GASPS)
-(ALL MURMURING)
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So, I should hope
you're all properly inspired.
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(STUDENTS GASP)
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(MURMURING CONTINUES)
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KNIGHT: All right. All right.
KNIGHT: All right. All right.
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Who can tell me the properties
of an effective roar?
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Yes?
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There are actually five.
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Those include the roar's resonance,
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the duration of the roar, and the...
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-(ROARING)
-(ALL GASP)
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Whoops. Sorry.
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I heard someone say "roar,"
so I just kind of went for it.
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Oh, excuse me, sorry.
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I didn't mean to scare you there.
Hey, how you doing?
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Very impressive, Mister...
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Sullivan. Jimmy Sullivan.
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Sullivan.
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Like Bill Sullivan, the Scarer?
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Yeah. He's my dad.
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-(ALL MURMURING)
-He's a Sullivan!
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I should have known.
I expect big things from you.
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Well, you won't be disappointed.
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Uh... I'm sorry. (STAMMERS)
Should I keep going?
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No, no. Mr. Sullivan's covered it.
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(CLICKS TONGUE)
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Huh.
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Everyone take out
your Scaring textbooks
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and open them to chapter one.
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Hey, bub. Can I borrow a pencil?
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I forgot all my stuff.
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Ah! All right. Yes.
There we go. That will get it.
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Mmm... Yeah.
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For the next part of the Walt Disney World trip, go to: Frozen & Muppets & Fairies' Wintry Secret - Subtitles (en)
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RANDY: Come on, Mike. It's a fraternity
RANDY: Come on, Mike. It's a fraternity
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and sorority party. We have to go!
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If we flunk that Scaring final,
we are done.
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I'm not taking any chances.
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RANDY: You've got
RANDY: You've got
the whole semester to study,
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but this might be our only chance
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to get in good with the cool kids.
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That's why I made these cupcakes.
Oops.
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(CHUCKLES) That could
have been embarrassing.
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When I'm a Scarer,
life will be a nonstop party.
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Stay out of trouble, wild man.
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(CHUCKLES) Wild man.
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(CHUCKLES)
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(GRUNTING)
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(EXCLAIMS IN SURPRISE)
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What the...
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(SQUEALS)
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-(SCREAMS)
-Archie!
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(BOTH SCREAM)
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Boo!
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-Hey! What are you...
-(SHUSHING)
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Wait... You're shushing me?
Hey! Hey! You can't...
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(MUFFLED MUTTERING)
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MONSTER 1: Where did he go?
MONSTER 2: He's dead meat.
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-That guy's in big trouble.
-Yeah, he is.
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MONSTER 3: Hey, guys! Over here!
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(CHUCKLES)
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-Fear Tech dummies.
-(MUFFLED PROTESTS)
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-(GASPING)
-Oh, oh!
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-Sorry about that, buddy.
-Why are you in my room?
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Your room? This is my...
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This is not my room.
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Archie! Come here, boy.
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-(MIMICS PIG)
-Archie?
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Archie the Scare Pig.
He's Fear Tech's mascot.
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-Why is it here?
-(SNIGGERING)
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I stole it. Going to take it to the RORs.
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The what?
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Roar Omega Roar.
The top fraternity on campus.
_________________________________
They only accept the highly elite.
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Okay, I'll lift the bed, you grab the pig.
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-Ready? One, two, three.
-What? No, no... Oh! What...
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That's it. Don't let go.
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-Careful. He's a biter.
-(MIKE WHIMPERING)
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(SCREAMS)
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Whoa! Whoa, hey... (YELPS) Whoa!
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-(GROANS)
-(SQUEALING)
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I got him!
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Uh-oh! Whoa!
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(CHUCKLES)
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That was awesome!
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What am I doing? James P. Sullivan.
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Mike Wazowski.
_________________________________
Listen, it was quite delightful
meeting you
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and whatever that is,
_________________________________
but if you don't mind,
I have to study my Scaring.
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(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
You don't need to study Scaring.
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You just do it.
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Really? I think there's
a little more to it than that.
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But, hey, thanks for stopping by.
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(GASPS) Let go of that!
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-My hat!
-My pig!
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(CHUCKLING)
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Ooh!
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Hey! Come here!
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-Hey!
-(CONTINUES CHUCKLING)
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Catch it!
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Come back here!
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-Ooh! Yeah!
-(SCREAMS)
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Ride it to frat row!
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(YELPING)
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(SINGING) Tentacles and serpent's
wings, they...
wings, they...
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Hey!
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Whoa... Ow!
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(CROWD CHATTERING)
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(MONSTER WHOOPING)
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(YELPING)
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Wow!
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(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
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-(WHOOPING)
-Whoa!
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(CHUCKLES)
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-Go, go, go!
-(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Hey...
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-Come on! Hey!
-Ooh!
_________________________________
Cupcake?
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-(SCREAMS)
-(GASPS)
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(GROANS)
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Whoa...
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(GRUNTS)
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(SULLEY LAUGHING)
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Ooh! (GRUNTS)
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(GROANS)
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(BELLS RINGING)
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(SQUEALS)
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Got it! (CHUCKLES)
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(WHOOPING)
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-Fear Tech's mascot! MU rules!
-(ALL CHEERING)
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(LAUGHS)
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ALL: (CHANTING) M-U! M-U! M-U!
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BIG RED: Did you see him
catch that pig?
BIG RED: Did you see him
catch that pig?
_________________________________
You are Jaws Theta Chi material,
freshman.
_________________________________
Oh, thanks. I don't know...
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No, no, no. He's an Omega Howl guy.
_________________________________
-Back off. We saw him first.
-No way. We did!
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JOHNNY: I'll take it from here,
JOHNNY: I'll take it from here,
gentlemen.
_________________________________
Johnny Worthington,
president of Roar Omega Roar.
_________________________________
What's your name, big blue?
_________________________________
Jimmy Sullivan. Friends call me Sulley.
_________________________________
This guy's a Sullivan?
Like the famous Sullivan?
_________________________________
I can't believe it! That is crazy!
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-Chet, calm down.
-I'm sorry.
_________________________________
Sulley, any freshman with the guts
to pull off a stunt like that
_________________________________
has got "Future Scarer"
written all over him.
_________________________________
Hey, did you see me ride the pig?
That took guts.
_________________________________
Slow down, squirt.
This party is for Scare students only.
_________________________________
Oh, sorry, killer,
but you might want to hang out
_________________________________
with someone a little more your speed.
_________________________________
Uh... They look fun!
_________________________________
Oh, hey there.
Want to join Oozma Kappa?
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We have cake.
_________________________________
Go crazy.
_________________________________
-Is that a joke?
-(JOHNNY GROANS)
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Sulley, talk to your friend.
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Oh, he's not really my friend, but sure.
_________________________________
You heard him.
This is a party for Scare students.
_________________________________
I am a Scare student.
_________________________________
I mean for Scare students who actually,
_________________________________
you know, have a chance.
_________________________________
-Aw, snap!
-(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
My chances are just as good as yours.
_________________________________
You're not even
in the same league with me.
_________________________________
Just wait, hotshot.
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I'm going to scare circles
around you this year.
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(CHUCKLING) Oh, okay.
I'd like to see that.
_________________________________
Oh, don't worry. You will.
_________________________________
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For one of the remaining parts of the Walt Disney World trip, go to: Frozen Fever & Muppetational & Winged Pirate - Subtitles (en)
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KNIGHT: Ready position.
KNIGHT: Ready position.
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-Common crouch.
-(ALL GROWL)
_________________________________
I want to see matted fur
and yellow teeth. Basic snarl.
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-(ALL SNARL)
-Show me some slobber.
_________________________________
Drool is a tool, kids. Use it.
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(ROARS SOFTLY)
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Now here is a monster
who looks like a Scarer.
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You want a hope of passing
this class, you better eat,
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-breathe, and sleep Scaring.
-(CLICKS TONGUE)
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(RATTLING)
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(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
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(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
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Whoo-hoo! Come on, Stickers.
_________________________________
Pardon me. Excuse me.
Best friend coming through.
Best friend coming through.
_________________________________
Go, McQueen!
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo!
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-CAR: Pass him now, 24!
-Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
Go, 95! (HORN HONKS)
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
Hey, Cal, your blinker's on.
_________________________________
What? No, it's not.
Hey! Your blinker's on.
_________________________________
Good comeback, Cal.
_________________________________
♪ Because I want to run that race
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♪ I want to run that race
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♪ I do it at my pace
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♪ Long as I get to run that race ♪
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CUTLASS: Into the pit goes
CUTLASS: Into the pit goes
Lightning McQueen,
_________________________________
Bobby Swift and Cal Weathers.
_________________________________
These three are fun to watch,
aren't they, Darrell?
aren't they, Darrell?
_________________________________
You know, Bob, I can't tell
if they have more fun on or off the track.
if they have more fun on or off the track.
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(WHIRRING)
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Finito! (SPEAKS ITALIAN) Mmm.
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You getting a car wash too, Cal?
_________________________________
No, you're getting a car wash, McQueen.
_________________________________
Good comeback, Cal.
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♪ We gotta run that race
_________________________________
♪ We gotta run that race
_________________________________
♪ We do it at our pace
_________________________________
♪ Long as we get to run that race
Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪
Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪
_________________________________
Lightning, how do you keep your focus
racing against Bobby and Cal?
racing against Bobby and Cal?
_________________________________
I think the key is we respect each other.
_________________________________
These guys are real class acts–
_________________________________
(LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
BOBBY: Congratulations, cupcake.
BOBBY: Congratulations, cupcake.
_________________________________
Oh, they are gonna pay.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________
(STUDENTS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY)
_________________________________
(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(CHEERING)
-CAR: Go, Dinoco!
-CAR: Go, Dinoco!
_________________________________
Great win today, Cal.
_________________________________
Thank you, Shannon.
It was a great boost and I was–
It was a great boost and I was–
_________________________________
-Hey! Hey! Guido!
-(LAUGHTER)
-(LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
Pit stop.
_________________________________
Ha, ha. Laugh it up. Real funny.
_________________________________
-(ALL LAUGHING)
-(TIRE HISSING)
-(TIRE HISSING)
_________________________________
Yeah!
_________________________________
MIKE: Give me another one.
MIKE: Give me another one.
_________________________________
-Fear of spiders.
-Arachnophobia.
_________________________________
-Fear of thunder.
-Keraunophobia.
_________________________________
-Fear of chopsticks!
-Consecotaleophobia.
_________________________________
What is this, kindergarten?
Give me a hard one.
_________________________________
-(DRUM ROLL)
-(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
CHEERLEADERS: Go Monsters U!
You know what to do!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(BOTH GRUNT)
_________________________________
(ALL GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
_________________________________
Keep it going, buddy!
_________________________________
Keep it going, buddy!
_________________________________
The answer is C, fangs.
_________________________________
Well done, Mr. Wazowski.
_________________________________
-A bowl of spiders!
-Correct!
_________________________________
-A clown running in the dark!
-Right again.
_________________________________
Warts, boils, and moles, in that order.
_________________________________
-KNIGHT: Outstanding!
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
-Ah! Whoa!
-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
(ROARING)
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
(WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
(CONTINUES ROARING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Whoo!
_________________________________
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Whoo!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Hey!
Are my sponsors happy today?
Are my sponsors happy today?
_________________________________
Stop winning
for crying out loud.
for crying out loud.
_________________________________
We're running out
of bumper cream to sell.
of bumper cream to sell.
_________________________________
-(ALL LAUGHING)
-Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
Hey, Big Tex.
How's my favorite competitor?
How's my favorite competitor?
_________________________________
Just say the word and...
I'll boot Cal off the Dinoco team
I'll boot Cal off the Dinoco team
_________________________________
and replace him with you.
_________________________________
You know I can hear you, right?
I'm right here.
I'm right here.
_________________________________
Bye, Cal. See you next week. Or not.
_________________________________
Oh, come on now. I'm joking.
_________________________________
-Ogre slump.
-(ROARS SOFTLY)
_________________________________
-Zombie snarl.
-(SNARLS)
_________________________________
-Dominant silverback gorilla.
-(GROWLS)
_________________________________
That is some remarkable
improvement, Michael.
_________________________________
(ROARS SOFTLY)
_________________________________
One frightening face does not
a Scarer make, Mr. Sullivan.
_________________________________
(CLICKS TONGUE)
_________________________________
(MUTTERING)
_________________________________
POPPA: (WHISPERING)
NATALIE CERTAIN:
Huh?
_________________________________
(CRITTER CHEWING)
_________________________________
-You!
-Huh?
_________________________________
You've got some nerve coming here.
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
It's all your fault!
_________________________________
My poppa would still be alive
if it weren't for you!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Help!
_________________________________
Momma! Momma!
_________________________________
ARLO: Momma!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
________
_________________________________
Go, little buddy! Whoo-hoo!
Go, little buddy! Whoo-hoo!
And big buddy too!
_________________________________
(ENGINES ROARING)
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Another great
CUTLASS: Another great
finish in the making.
_________________________________
McQueen and Swift nose to nose.
_________________________________
How's the view back there, Bobby?
_________________________________
(SCOFFS) Well, you better not blink.
_________________________________
I'll blow right past you.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: The flag is out.
CUTLASS: The flag is out.
_________________________________
It's the final stretch.
McQueen in the lead.
_________________________________
-Okay, let's see what you got.
-Whoo-whee!
_________________________________
(CAR ACCELERATING)
_________________________________
DARRELL: Holy cow!
CUTLASS: Whoa!
DARRELL: Holy cow!
CUTLASS: Whoa!
_________________________________
It's Jackson Storm for the win.
A huge upset!
A huge upset!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Neither Lightning nor
DARRELL: Neither Lightning nor
Bobby ever saw him coming.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER ON PA:
It's one thing to start fast,
It's one thing to start fast,
_________________________________
but we haven't seen
anyone cross the line...
_________________________________
with that kind of speed
and power since a young...
and power since a young...
_________________________________
Lightning McQueen
first arrived on the scene.
first arrived on the scene.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Hey, Bobby? Who is that?
McQUEEN: Hey, Bobby? Who is that?
_________________________________
That's, um, Jackson Storm.
_________________________________
Yeah. He's one of the rookies.
_________________________________
(CAMERAS SNAPPING)
_________________________________
Huh.
_________________________________
-(REPORTERS CLAMORING)
-Thank you, guys. Thank you.
_________________________________
No, I appreciate it.
Thank you very much.
_________________________________
Hey. Jackson Storm, right?
Great race today.
Great race today.
_________________________________
Wow! Thank you, Mr. McQueen.
_________________________________
You have no idea what a pleasure it is
for me to finally beat you.
for me to finally beat you.
_________________________________
Oh, thanks. Wait. (CHUCKLES)
Hang on. Did you say "meet" or "beat"?
Hang on. Did you say "meet" or "beat"?
_________________________________
-I think you heard me.
-Uh, what?
_________________________________
REPORTER: Storm,
can we get some pictures?
can we get some pictures?
_________________________________
Yeah, yeah. Come on.
Let's get a picture. You know what?
Let's get a picture. You know what?
_________________________________
Get a ton of pictures
because champ here
_________________________________
has been a role model of mine...
for years now.
for years now.
_________________________________
And I mean a lot of years.
Right? I love this guy.
_________________________________
REPORTER: Storm, give us a quote.
What's your top speed?
_________________________________
I think I touched a nerve.
_________________________________
(TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
-Good morning.
-(CHIRPS)
_________________________________
Will today be the day?
Are you ready to fly?
_________________________________
-(CHIRPING SADLY)
-You sure? Good day to try.
_________________________________
Why if I picked a day to fly,
oh, this would be it.
_________________________________
The Festival of Fools.
_________________________________
(GULPING)
_________________________________
(CHIRPING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
It will be fun with jugglers
and music and dancing.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(CHIRPING HAPPILY)
_________________________________
(CHIRPING EXCITEDLY)
_________________________________
Go on. Nobody wants
to be cooped up here forever.
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
(SPITTING) Oh, man!
_________________________________
I thought he'd never leave.
I'll be spittin' feathers for a week.
_________________________________
Well, that's what you get
for sleeping with your mouth open.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING SARCASTICALLY)
Go scare a nun.
_________________________________
Hey, Quasi, what's goin' on out there?
_________________________________
-A fight? A flogging?
-A festival.
_________________________________
-You mean a Feast of Fools?
-Uh-huh.
_________________________________
All right, all right!
Pour the wine and cut the cheese.
_________________________________
It is a treat to watch the colorful
pageantry of the simple peasant folk.
_________________________________
Boy, nothin' like balcony seats
for watching the ol' FOF.
_________________________________
Yeah, watchin'.
_________________________________
Oh, look. A mime.
_________________________________
(HOCKING)
_________________________________
(GULPS)
_________________________________
Hey, hey, hey, hey. What gives?
_________________________________
Aren't you
going to watch the festival with us?
_________________________________
-I don't get it.
-Perhaps he's sick.
_________________________________
LAVERNE: Impossible.
LAVERNE: Impossible.
_________________________________
If 20 years of listenin' to you two hasn't
made him sick by now, nothin' will.
_________________________________
Watching the Festival of Fools
_________________________________
has always been the highlight
of the year for Quasimodo.
_________________________________
What good is watchin' the party
if you never get to go?
_________________________________
Here, get away from me!
Go on, ya bunch of buzzards!
_________________________________
He's not made of stone, like us.
_________________________________
Quasi, what's wrong?
You want to tell ol' Laverne all about it?
_________________________________
I just don't feel
like watching the festival, that's all.
_________________________________
Well, did ya ever think
of goin' there instead?
_________________________________
Sure. But I'd never fit in out there.
_________________________________
I'm not normal.
_________________________________
Oh, Quasi, Quasi, Quasi.
_________________________________
Do ya mind?
_________________________________
I would like to have a moment
with the boy, if it's all right with you!
_________________________________
Hey, quit beatin' around the bell tower.
_________________________________
What do we gotta do, paint ya a fresco?
_________________________________
As your friends and guardians,
we insist you attend the festival.
_________________________________
-Me?
-No, the pope. Of course, you!
_________________________________
It would be a veritable potpourri
of educational experience.
_________________________________
Wine, women and song.
_________________________________
You can learn to identify
various regional cheeses.
_________________________________
-Bobbin' for snails.
-Study indigenous folk music.
_________________________________
Playin' dunk the monk!
_________________________________
Quasi, take it from an old spectator.
Life's not a spectator sport.
_________________________________
If watchin' is all you're gonna do,
_________________________________
then you're gonna watch
your life go by without ya.
_________________________________
Yeah, you're human, with the flesh
and the hair and the navel lint.
_________________________________
We're just part of the architecture.
Right, Victor?
_________________________________
Yet, if you kick us, will we not flake?
_________________________________
If you moisten us,
do we not grow moss?
_________________________________
(HUGO WARBLING)
_________________________________
Quasi, just grab a fresh tunic
and a clean pair of hose, and...
_________________________________
Thanks for the encouragement.
But you're all forgetting one big thing.
_________________________________
GARGOLYES: What?
_________________________________
My master, Frollo.
_________________________________
GARGOYLES: Oh.
VICTOR: Yeah. Oh, dear, yes.
VICTOR: Yeah. Oh, dear, yes.
_________________________________
Well, when he says you're forbidden
from ever leaving the bell tower.
_________________________________
does he mean "ever," ever?
_________________________________
Never ever.
And he hates the Feast of Fools.
_________________________________
-He'd be furious if I asked to go.
-Who says ya gotta ask?
_________________________________
-Oh, no.
-Ya sneak out.
_________________________________
-It's just one afternoon.
-I couldn't.
_________________________________
And ya sneak back in.
_________________________________
-He'll never know you were gone.
-And if I got caught?
_________________________________
Better to beg forgiveness
than ask permission.
_________________________________
He might see me.
_________________________________
You could wear a disguise.
Just this once.
_________________________________
What Frollo doesn't know can't hurt ya.
_________________________________
-Ignorance is bliss.
-Look who's talkin'.
_________________________________
Nobody wants to stay
cooped up here forever.
_________________________________
-You're right. I'll go.
-(GARGOYLES CHEERING)
_________________________________
-I'll get cleaned up.
-Yes, sir!
_________________________________
-I'll stroll down those stairs.
-There ya go!
_________________________________
I'll march through the doors and...
_________________________________
Good morning, Quasimodo.
_________________________________
(STUTTERING)
Oh, good morning, Master.
_________________________________
Dear boy, whomever are you talking to?
_________________________________
My friends.
_________________________________
I see. And what are your
friends made of, Quasimodo?
_________________________________
Stone.
_________________________________
-Can stone talk?
-No, it can't.
_________________________________
That's right. You're a smart lad.
_________________________________
Now, lunch.
_________________________________
Shall we review your alphabet today?
_________________________________
Oh, yes, Master.
I would like that very much.
_________________________________
-Very well. "A"?
-Abomination.
_________________________________
-"B"?
-Blasphemy.
_________________________________
-"C"?
-Contrition.
_________________________________
-"D"?
-Damnation.
_________________________________
-"E"?
-Eternal damnation.
_________________________________
-Good. "F"?
-Festival.
_________________________________
(FROLLO SPITTING)
_________________________________
-Excuse me?
-(STUTTERING) Forgiveness.
_________________________________
-You said, "Festival".
-No!
_________________________________
You are thinking
about going to the festival.
_________________________________
It's just that you go every year.
_________________________________
I am a public official. I must go.
_________________________________
But I don't enjoy a moment.
_________________________________
Thieves and cutpurses,
the dregs of humankind,
_________________________________
all mixed together
in a shallow, drunken stupor.
_________________________________
I didn't mean to upset you, Master.
_________________________________
Quasimodo, can't you understand?
_________________________________
When your heartless mother
abandoned you as a child,
_________________________________
anyone else would have drowned you.
_________________________________
And this is my thanks for taking you in
and raising you as my son?
_________________________________
I'm sorry, sir.
_________________________________
Oh, my dear Quasimodo.
_________________________________
You don't know what it's like out there.
_________________________________
I do. I do.
_________________________________
(SINGING) The world is cruel
_________________________________
The world is wicked
_________________________________
It's I alone whom you can
trust in this whole city
_________________________________
I am your only friend
_________________________________
I, who keep you, teach you
feed you, dress you
_________________________________
I, who look upon you without fear
_________________________________
How can I protect you, boy
_________________________________
Unless you always stay in here
_________________________________
Away in here
_________________________________
Remember what
I've taught you, Quasimodo.
_________________________________
-You are deformed
-I am deformed
_________________________________
-And you are ugly
-And I am ugly
_________________________________
And these are crimes
for which the world shows little pity
_________________________________
You do not comprehend
_________________________________
You are my one defender
_________________________________
Out there they'll
revile you as a monster
_________________________________
I am a monster
_________________________________
Out there they
will hate and scorn and jeer
_________________________________
Only a monster
_________________________________
Why invite their calumny
and consternation
_________________________________
Stay in here
_________________________________
-Be faithful to me
-QUASIMODO: I'm faithful
_________________________________
-FROLLO: Grateful to me
-I'm grateful
_________________________________
Do as I say
_________________________________
Obey
_________________________________
-And stay in here
-I'll stay in here
_________________________________
You are good to me, Master.
_________________________________
-I'm sorry.
-You are forgiven.
_________________________________
But, remember, Quasimodo,
this is your sanctuary.
_________________________________
My sanctuary.
_________________________________
Safe behind these windows
and these parapets of stone
_________________________________
Gazing at the people down below me
_________________________________
(CROWD CHATTERING)
_________________________________
All my life, I watch them
as I hide up here alone
_________________________________
Hungry for the histories they show me
_________________________________
All my life I memorize their faces
_________________________________
Knowing them
as they will never know me
_________________________________
All my life, I wonder
how it feels to pass a day
_________________________________
Not above them
_________________________________
But part of them
_________________________________
And out there
_________________________________
Living in the sun
_________________________________
Give me one day out there
_________________________________
All I ask is one
_________________________________
To hold forever
_________________________________
Out there
_________________________________
Where they all live unaware
_________________________________
What I'd give
_________________________________
What I'd dare
_________________________________
Just to live
_________________________________
One day
_________________________________
Out there
_________________________________
Out there among the millers
and the weavers and their wives
_________________________________
(CROWD CHATTERING)
_________________________________
Through the roofs and gables
I can see them
_________________________________
Every day they shout and scold
and go about their lives
_________________________________
Heedless of the gift it is to be them
_________________________________
If I was in their skin
_________________________________
I'd treasure
_________________________________
Every instant
_________________________________
Out there
_________________________________
Strolling by the Seine
_________________________________
Taste the morning out there
_________________________________
Like ordinary men
_________________________________
Who freely walk about there
_________________________________
Just one day and then
_________________________________
I swear I'll be content
_________________________________
With my share
_________________________________
Won't resent
Won't despair
_________________________________
Old and bent
I won't care
_________________________________
I'll have spent
One day
_________________________________
Out there
_________________________________
MILO: Good afternoon, gentlemen.
MILO: Good afternoon, gentlemen.
_________________________________
First off, I'd like to thank this board
_________________________________
for taking the time to hear my proposal.
_________________________________
Now, we've all heard
of the legend of Atlantis,
_________________________________
a continent somewhere
in the mid-Atlantic
_________________________________
that was home
to an advanced civilization,
_________________________________
possessing technology
far beyond our own,
_________________________________
that, according to our friend Plato here,
_________________________________
was suddenly struck
by some cataclysmic event
_________________________________
that sank it beneath the sea.
_________________________________
Now, some of you may ask,
why Atlantis?
_________________________________
It's just a myth, isn't it?
_________________________________
Pure fantasy.
_________________________________
Well, that is where you'd be wrong.
_________________________________
10,000 years
before the Egyptians built the pyramids,
_________________________________
Atlantis had electricity,
advanced medicine,
_________________________________
even the power of flight.
Impossible, you say?
_________________________________
Well, no. No, not for them.
_________________________________
Numerous ancient cultures
all over the globe agree
_________________________________
that Atlantis possessed
a power source of some kind
_________________________________
more powerful than steam, than coal.
_________________________________
More powerful than our modern
internal combustion engines.
_________________________________
Gentleman, I propose
that we find Atlantis,
_________________________________
find that power source,
_________________________________
and bring it back to the surface.
_________________________________
Now, this is a page
from an illuminated text
_________________________________
that describes a book called
The Shepherd's Journal,
_________________________________
said to have been
a first hand account of Atlantis
_________________________________
and its exact whereabouts.
_________________________________
Now, based on a centuries-old
translation of a Norse text,
_________________________________
historians have believed
the Journal resides in Ireland.
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
But after comparing the text
_________________________________
to the runes on this Viking shield,
_________________________________
I found that one of the letters
had been mistranslated.
_________________________________
So, by changing this letter
_________________________________
and inserting the correct one,
_________________________________
we find that The Shepherd's Journal,
the key to Atlantis,
_________________________________
lies not in Ireland, gentlemen,
_________________________________
but in Iceland.
_________________________________
Pause for effect.
_________________________________
Gentlemen... Ah!
I'll take your questions now.
_________________________________
(PHONE RINGING)
_________________________________
Would you gentlemen
please excuse me for a moment?
_________________________________
Cartography and Linguistics,
Milo Thatch speaking.
_________________________________
(INDISTINCT RANTING)
_________________________________
Yeah. Yeah, just a second.
_________________________________
Pardon me, Mr. Hickenbottom.
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(CLANKING)
_________________________________
How's that? Is that better?
_________________________________
Yeah. You're welcome.
_________________________________
-And don't let it happen again.
-All right, bye.
_________________________________
Now, as you can see by the...
_________________________________
By this, um, map...
_________________________________
Map that...
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
That I've drawn, I plotted the route
_________________________________
that will take myself and a crew
_________________________________
to the southern coast of Iceland
to retrieve the Journal.
_________________________________
(CLOCK CHIMING)
_________________________________
Ah, showtime.
_________________________________
Well, this is it.
_________________________________
I am finally getting out of the dungeon.
_________________________________
(FILM ROLLING)
_________________________________
"Dear Mr. Thatch, this is to inform you
_________________________________
"That your meeting today has been
moved up from 4:30 p.m. to 3:30 p.m."
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
"Dear Mr. Thatch, due to your absence,
_________________________________
"the board has voted
to reject your proposal.
_________________________________
"Have a nice weekend.
Mr. Harcourt's office."
_________________________________
They can't do this to me!
_________________________________
I swear, that young Thatch
gets crazier every year.
_________________________________
If I ever hear the word "Atlantis" again,
_________________________________
I'll step in front of a bus.
_________________________________
-(LAUGHS) I'll push you.
-(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-MILO: Mr. Harcourt!
-Good Lord!
_________________________________
-There he is!
-Members of the board... Wait.
_________________________________
-How did you find us?
-MILO: Mr. Harcourt, wait!
_________________________________
Head for the hills!
_________________________________
Where is a guard when you need him?
_________________________________
Mr. Harcourt, you gotta listen to me, sir!
_________________________________
Uh, sir?
_________________________________
Wait! Mr. Harcourt!
_________________________________
Sir, I have new evidence that...
Please, Mr. Harcourt!
_________________________________
Stop! Sir, if you... Could you hold...
_________________________________
Thank you very much. Look at...
_________________________________
This museum funds
scientific expeditions
_________________________________
based on facts,
not legends and folklore.
_________________________________
Besides, we need you here.
_________________________________
-We depend on you.
-You do?
_________________________________
Yes. What with winter coming,
_________________________________
that boiler's going to need
a lot of attention.
_________________________________
-Boiler?
-Onward, Heinz!
_________________________________
But there... There's a journal!
_________________________________
It's in Iceland! I'm sure of it this time!
_________________________________
(THUDDING)
_________________________________
Sir, I really hoped
it wouldn't come to this,
_________________________________
but this is a letter of resignation.
_________________________________
If you reject my proposal, I'll...
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
I'll quit!
_________________________________
I mean it, sir.
_________________________________
If you refuse to find my proposal...
_________________________________
You'll what?
_________________________________
Flush your career down the toilet,
_________________________________
just like your grandfather?
_________________________________
You have a lot of potential, Milo.
_________________________________
Don't throw it all away
chasing fairy tales.
_________________________________
But I can prove Atlantis exists!
_________________________________
You want to go on an expedition?
_________________________________
Here. Take a trolley
to the Potomac and jump in!
_________________________________
Maybe the cold water will
clear your head. Heinz!
________
Imagining in July 2016–September 2016
_________________________________
(BUCK GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-What?
-(GIGGLING) Gotcha!
_________________________________
Libby! (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(SLURPS)
_________________________________
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
_________________________________
LIBBY: Ha-ha!
LIBBY: Ha-ha!
_________________________________
(LIBBY LAUGHING)
_________________________________
LIBBY: Ooh!
LIBBY: Ooh!
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Ha-ha. Gotcha back!
_________________________________
Momma, I'm done watering.
_________________________________
Good job, Libby.
Buck, get back to your chores.
_________________________________
-What?
-Thanks, Buck.
_________________________________
But I... I...
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
You're all set.
_________________________________
Can't I do something else, Momma?
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES) Get going.
-Okay.
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GULPS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(RUSTLING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Who is that?
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
Hey, Eustice.
_________________________________
Aw, you stuck, little guy?
_________________________________
Let me get that for you. You're free.
_________________________________
Hello, move.
Go find your poppa and your...
_________________________________
(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Momma!
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
(CLUCKS SCORNFULLY)
_________________________________
(CONTINUES SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Whoa. The river's not something
_________________________________
-to mess around with there, Arlo.
-(PANTING)
_________________________________
Be careful. What's the problem?
_________________________________
Poppa, Henrietta is the worst one
in the coop!
_________________________________
Yesterday you said
Footless Fran was the worst.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING)
She's only got one foot.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
You don't have to like 'em, Arlo.
_________________________________
You just have to feed 'em.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
That should do it.
_________________________________
Now, this will keep them rotten critters
from stealing our food
_________________________________
because I made this silo
100% critter-proof.
_________________________________
Put your mark on there, Henry.
You earned it.
_________________________________
-Yeah, Poppa, do it! Come on!
-LIBBY: Yeah!
_________________________________
Only if your momma does it first.
_________________________________
If anyone's earned a mark around here,
it's her.
_________________________________
Did you just put your mark
higher than mine?
_________________________________
What? No.
It's just the angle you're looking at it.
_________________________________
-The "angle," huh?
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
-Ooh, ooh. Me too!
-Me, me, me! My turn!
_________________________________
My turn!
_________________________________
Now hold on. It's not that easy.
_________________________________
You've got to earn your mark
by doing something big.
_________________________________
POPPA: For something
POPPA: For something
bigger than yourself.
_________________________________
Someday you'll all make your mark
and I can't wait to see it.
_________________________________
(BONES CRACKING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
That is how you clear a field.
Attaboy, Buck.
_________________________________
-(ARLO SCREAMING)
-(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
He'll figure it out. Be just fine.
_________________________________
POPPA: Go on, Buck. You earned it.
POPPA: Go on, Buck. You earned it.
_________________________________
Good job, son.
_________________________________
MOMMA: You've got it, Libby!
MOMMA: You've got it, Libby!
Just a little bit more.
_________________________________
-POPPA: Beautiful.
-You earned your mark, sweetheart.
_________________________________
(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
(ARLO SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
_________________________________
Arlo!
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
He'll get there.
_________________________________
A Tauntaun grimace with extra slobber.
_________________________________
-You got it!
-That's what I'm saying.
_________________________________
I am going to wipe the floor
with that little know-it-all.
_________________________________
Yes, you are, big blue.
_________________________________
Hey, wait. What are you guys...
_________________________________
It's just a precaution.
_________________________________
RORs are the best Scarers
on campus, Sullivan.
_________________________________
Can't have a member getting
shown up by a beach ball.
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo! I am on a roll.
_________________________________
I'm going to destroy that guy.
_________________________________
Well, then you'll get this back
right away.
_________________________________
It's time to start delivering
on that Sullivan name.
_________________________________
-(BELL RINGING)
-(STUDENTS CHATTERING)
_________________________________
Ahem.
_________________________________
-Very well. Foxy Loxy.
-Present, pretty, punctual.
_________________________________
-Goosey Loosey.
-(SQUEALS)
_________________________________
Master Runt of the Litter.
_________________________________
Present and accounted for,
Mr. Woolensworth.
_________________________________
Oop! Dropped my pencil!
_________________________________
(STRAINING) Whoa! Ahh!
_________________________________
-Loser!
-Henny Penny.
_________________________________
-HENNY: Here.
-Ducky Lucky.
_________________________________
-DUCKY: Here.
-Fuzzy Wuzzy.
_________________________________
-FUZZY: Here.
-Morkubine Porcupine.
_________________________________
-Yo.
-Fish Out of Water.
_________________________________
(BUBBLING)
_________________________________
(MUFFLED REPLY)
_________________________________
(CLICKS TONGUE)
_________________________________
Quite. Abby Mallard.
_________________________________
Ugly duckling.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Class! I will not tolerate rude
behavior at the expense of a fellow...
_________________________________
ABBY: No worries, Mr. Woolensworth.
ABBY: No worries, Mr. Woolensworth.
_________________________________
-Yah!
-(HORN HONKS)
_________________________________
You mustn't sneak up on me,
Ugly... uh, Abby.
_________________________________
-Where was I?
-Ugly duckling.
_________________________________
Oh, yes.
_________________________________
-Chicken Little.
-(SQUEALS)
_________________________________
WOOLENSWORTH: Hmm.
WOOLENSWORTH: Hmm.
_________________________________
-(COUGHING) Tardy again.
-Tardy again. Hmm.
_________________________________
Class, turn to page 62
and translate each word in Mutton.
_________________________________
-(CLEARS THROAT) He.
-CLASS: Baa.
_________________________________
-She.
-Baa.
_________________________________
-They.
-Baa.
_________________________________
-We.
-Baa.
_________________________________
COACH: Okay, everyone. Listen up!
COACH: Okay, everyone. Listen up!
_________________________________
I don't wanna hear any quacks,
tweets, oinks, whinnies
_________________________________
or cocklee-doodle-doos
when I say, "dodgeball."
_________________________________
(CHEERING)
_________________________________
Oh, man.
_________________________________
Pump it up! Pump it, pump it, pump it!
_________________________________
Split into two teams.
Popular versus unpopular.
_________________________________
-Coach?
-COACH: Yeah, unpopular?
_________________________________
Shouldn't we review safety guidelines?
_________________________________
Sure! Hit the pig, kids!
_________________________________
Aaah!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING) Look out!
_________________________________
Calm down, Runt. Just...
_________________________________
Just do what Fish is doing.
_________________________________
(GONNA MAKE YOU
SWEAT PLAYING)
_________________________________
Everybody dance now
_________________________________
-(FOOTSTEPS)
-Whew!
_________________________________
-Tough morning?
-A run-in with my old nemesis.
_________________________________
-Gum in the crosswalk?
-He won this round.
_________________________________
-Your old foe!
-Mm-hmm.
_________________________________
-Incoming on your right.
-Thank you!
_________________________________
(BRAYING)
_________________________________
Aah! (LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(BLUBBERING)
_________________________________
Yeah, I heard about the movie.
Tough break.
_________________________________
-Yeah.
-Maybe it'll just go straight to video.
_________________________________
That's the least of my problems.
_________________________________
This morning, this morning my dad
told me I should basically disappear.
_________________________________
But that's not gonna get me down.
_________________________________
I've got a plan.
You want to hear about it?
_________________________________
-Uh-oh.
-No, no, no! this one's good.
_________________________________
Look, one moment destroyed
my life, right? One moment.
_________________________________
-Warthog at 3:00!
-I see him!
_________________________________
-(BALL THUMPS)
-(WARTHOG SQUEALS)
_________________________________
-Yes!
-So I figure all I need is a chance...
_________________________________
All I need is a chance
to do something great
_________________________________
to make everyone forget the
"sky falling" thing once and for all.
_________________________________
And then my dad will finally
have a reason to be proud of me.
_________________________________
COACH: Time out!
COACH: Time out!
_________________________________
(SNICKERING)
_________________________________
Nurse!
_________________________________
(DIALING)
_________________________________
-Hi, Tiffany!
-Hey, man, what's going on?
_________________________________
Today's final will judge your ability
to assess a child's fear
_________________________________
and perform the appropriate Scare
in the Scare Simulator.
_________________________________
(DOOR CREAKING)
_________________________________
(THUD)
_________________________________
(STUDENTS MURMURING)
_________________________________
The Child Sensitivity Level will be raised
_________________________________
from Bed-wetter to Heavy Sleeper,
_________________________________
so give it everything you've got.
_________________________________
Dean Hardscrabble is with us
this morning
_________________________________
to see who will be moving on
in the Scaring program
_________________________________
and who will not.
_________________________________
Let's get started.
_________________________________
I am a five-year-old girl
afraid of spiders and Santa Claus.
_________________________________
Which Scare do you use?
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
That's a Seasonal Creep and Crawl.
_________________________________
Demonstrate.
_________________________________
-(ROARS)
-(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(BELL DINGS)
_________________________________
Results will be posted
outside my office. Next.
_________________________________
Focus. (EXHALES)
_________________________________
Johnson, Crackle and Howl.
Yes! (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
(DOOR OPENS)
_________________________________
-(MONSTER ROARS)
-(DUMMY KID SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Hey. Do you mind?
_________________________________
Don't mind at all.
_________________________________
(ROARS SOFTLY)
_________________________________
Come on, Mike. Let's just move.
_________________________________
So, what do you think?
_________________________________
Okay, listen.
_________________________________
You said the sky was falling.
_________________________________
-Your dad didn't support you.
-I...
_________________________________
And you have been hurting
inside ever since, right?
_________________________________
-It's hurt. It stung. Okay?
-It's hurt, but... Yes.
_________________________________
-That's the nutshell.
-Okay. Yes, but...
_________________________________
-No. Buh-buh...
-But, it's...
_________________________________
What's got to happen now
is the nut needs to be cracked open.
_________________________________
And not one little chip
at a time, but... Bam!
_________________________________
Smash! Bits of emotion flying
everywhere! Anger! Frustration!
_________________________________
Denial! Fear! Deep depression, in fact!
_________________________________
You see what I'm saying?
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
All right, forget the nut part.
Here's the main thing.
_________________________________
You have got to stop messing around,
and deal with the problem.
_________________________________
-Okay, yes, but...
-Here's the real solution.
_________________________________
You and your dad
talk-talk-talking closure!
_________________________________
-Closure?
-Closure,
_________________________________
talking about something
until it's resolved.
_________________________________
Wait! Hold on! See? Look.
_________________________________
There's a whole section about it
in this month's Modern Mallard.
_________________________________
-Incredibly appropriate!
-I told you, I have a plan.
_________________________________
Yeah, but according to Cosmo Duck,
_________________________________
you should
"stop the squawk and try the talk."
_________________________________
Beautiful Duckling says,
_________________________________
"Avoiding closure with your parents
can cause early molting."
_________________________________
-See? Closure.
-(SIGHING)
_________________________________
ABBY: Come on, repeat after me.
ABBY: Come on, repeat after me.
_________________________________
-You, your dad, talk-talk...
-LITTLE: Abby, Abby, listen!
-LITTLE: Abby, Abby, listen!
_________________________________
Talking's a waste of time.
Talking's a waste of time.
_________________________________
I got to do something great so my dad
doesn't think I'm such a loser.
_________________________________
Come on. You are not a loser.
_________________________________
You're inventive and resourceful
and funny and cute and...
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
Stay out of my way.
_________________________________
Unlike you, I had to work hard
to get into the Scare program.
_________________________________
(SCOFFS)
_________________________________
That's because you don't belong here.
_________________________________
(ROARS)
_________________________________
(ROARS LOUDLY)
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) That's what I thought.
_________________________________
(ROARING SOFTLY)
_________________________________
(ROARING)
_________________________________
-(WHISPERING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING AND STAMMERING)
Yeah... Uh, Runt!
_________________________________
Should Chicken Little have a good
talk with his dad and clear the air
_________________________________
or keep searching for
Band-Aid solutions
_________________________________
and never deal with the problem?
_________________________________
(SCOFFS) Band-Aid solutions!
_________________________________
-Runt!
-Well, I'm sorry!
_________________________________
I'm very bad at reading facial cues.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Fish, help me out here.
_________________________________
-(MUFFLED YELLS)
-(WATER SLOSHING)
_________________________________
Men.
_________________________________
'Twas beauty that killed the beast.
_________________________________
I guess only girls are good at
honest communication and sensitivity.
_________________________________
(CLASS LAUGHING)
_________________________________
That does it!
We were in a time-out, Foxy!
_________________________________
Prepare to hurt.
And I don't mean emotionally, like I do.
_________________________________
(BOTH ROARING)
_________________________________
-(SNAPS)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(HONKS)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMING)
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
_________________________________
-Whoa!
-(CLASS GASPING)
_________________________________
Whoa! Whoa...
_________________________________
-(CLANKS)
-(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
(CLASS LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-We will save you!
_________________________________
Fall back! Mad goose!
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
-(FIRE ALARM RINGING)
-(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMS ESCAPING)
_________________________________
(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
(ALL SIGHING IN RELIEF)
_________________________________
COACH: Chicken Little!
COACH: Chicken Little!
_________________________________
(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________
FETCHIT: Not showing up for class,
FETCHIT: Not showing up for class,
inappropriate school attire,
_________________________________
picking fights in gym class
and the fire alarm?
_________________________________
Ever since that "sky falling" incident,
he's been nothing but trouble!
_________________________________
I'm so sorry.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) It was an accident.
_________________________________
What? This?
_________________________________
My one souvenir
from a lifetime of Scaring?
_________________________________
Accidents happen, don't they.
_________________________________
The important thing is no one got hurt.
_________________________________
You're taking this remarkably well.
_________________________________
Now, let's continue the exams.
_________________________________
Mr. Wazowski, I'm a five-year-old girl
_________________________________
on a farm in Kansas afraid of lightning.
_________________________________
Which Scare do you use?
_________________________________
Shouldn't I go up on the...
_________________________________
Which Scare do you use?
_________________________________
That is a Shadow Approach
with a Crackle Holler.
_________________________________
Demonstrate.
_________________________________
(INHALES)
_________________________________
-Stop. Thank you.
-But I didn't get to...
_________________________________
I've seen enough.
_________________________________
I'm a seven-year-old boy...
_________________________________
(ROARS LOUDLY)
_________________________________
I wasn't finished.
_________________________________
I don't need to know
any of that stuff to scare.
_________________________________
That "stuff" would've informed you
_________________________________
that this particular child
is afraid of snakes.
_________________________________
So a roar wouldn't make him scream,
it would make him cry,
_________________________________
alerting his parents,
exposing the monster world,
_________________________________
destroying life as we know it,
_________________________________
and of course we can't have that.
_________________________________
So I'm afraid I cannot
recommend that you continue
_________________________________
in the Scaring program. Good day.
_________________________________
Wait, what? But I'm a Sullivan.
_________________________________
Well then, I'm sure your family
_________________________________
will be very disappointed.
_________________________________
(FOOTSTEPS RETREATING)
_________________________________
(STUDENTS MURMURING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(MURMURING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
And, Mr. Wazowski,
what you lack is something
_________________________________
that cannot be taught.
_________________________________
You're not scary.
_________________________________
You will not be continuing
in the Scaring program.
_________________________________
Please. Let me try the simulator.
I'll surprise you.
_________________________________
Surprise me? I doubt that very much.
_________________________________
(WIND WHOOSHING)
_________________________________
SCREAM-CAN PROFESSOR:
Welcome back.
_________________________________
I hope everyone had a pleasant break.
_________________________________
Some say that a career
as a scream-can designer is boring,
_________________________________
unchallenging, a waste
of a monster's potential.
_________________________________
(INHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________
Open your textbooks to chapter three.
_________________________________
We will now plunge into the rich history
_________________________________
-of scream-can design.
-(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(STUDENTS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(SIGHING) Now look, Buck.
_________________________________
You know, I have
the utmost respect for you.
_________________________________
I mean, you were Buck "Ace" Cluck,
_________________________________
-our school baseball star.
-(BAT HITS BALL FAINTLY)
_________________________________
(SIGHS) But let's face the facts.
_________________________________
Your kid, he's nothing like you at all.
_________________________________
BUCK: Okay.
BUCK: Okay.
_________________________________
Thank you for talking to me.
I'll take care of my son.
_________________________________
I... Dad, it wasn't my fault.
_________________________________
-It was Foxy. She's always...
-All right. It's fine.
_________________________________
You don't have to explain anything.
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
Uh... Hey, Dad? (CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
I was thinkin'. Yeah, what if I...
_________________________________
What if...
_________________________________
What if I joined the baseball team?
_________________________________
CITIZEN: Hey, why don't you
watch where you're going?
_________________________________
Sorry, there, buddy! Sorry, sorry.
_________________________________
Baseball? Son, we talked about this.
_________________________________
Yeah, right. But, you know,
that was when I was small.
_________________________________
I put on five ounces this year.
I've really bulked up.
_________________________________
Really, son? Baseball. Are you sure?
_________________________________
Oh, yeah, yeah. I mean,
you know, hey, why not, right?
_________________________________
-Yeah, why not, but why?
-Well, Dad,
_________________________________
you were such a big
baseball star in high school.
_________________________________
You could give me some pointers.
_________________________________
But, son, you know,
I'm just wondering...
_________________________________
Maybe baseball isn't exactly
your thing, you know?
_________________________________
Have you considered
the chess team or the glee club?
_________________________________
And some teenagers, you know, they
get quite a rush from stamp collecting.
_________________________________
-No.
-Wanna stop? We'll get some stamps.
_________________________________
-I don't like stamps.
-Colors, colorful things...
_________________________________
No, I was thinking baseball!
_________________________________
I can't wait to see the look on your face
_________________________________
when I smack that ball in
for a touchdown!
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING)
-(SIGHING)
_________________________________
Dad... Um, I'm kidding.
_________________________________
That was a... That was a joke.
_________________________________
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
_________________________________
Just do me one favor, son.
_________________________________
Why, sure, Dad. Anything.
_________________________________
Just please try not
to get your hopes too high.
_________________________________
Yeah, but Dad, I mean, I...
_________________________________
I mean, I think I can...
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
I...
_________________________________
(STAMMERING)
_________________________________
Okay, Dad.
_________________________________
(ALL I KNOW PLAYING)
_________________________________
I bruise you
_________________________________
You bruise me
_________________________________
We both bruise so
_________________________________
Easily
_________________________________
Too easily
_________________________________
To let it show
_________________________________
I love you
_________________________________
And that's all I know
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, Chloe. If only you were here.
_________________________________
You'd know what to do.
_________________________________
And all my plans
_________________________________
Keep falling through
_________________________________
-All my plans, they
-(LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
Depend on you
_________________________________
Depend on you
_________________________________
To help them grow
_________________________________
I love you
_________________________________
-That's my boy!
-Gee, thanks, Dad!
_________________________________
And that's all
_________________________________
It's really all I know
_________________________________
It's all I know
_________________________________
Come on. All I need is a chance.
_________________________________
It's all
_________________________________
I know
_________________________________
Welcome back to Chick's Picks
with Chick Hicks.
with Chick Hicks.
_________________________________
I'm your host, former and forever,
_________________________________
Piston Cup champion, Chick Hicks.
_________________________________
Doo-doo-doo-doo. This just in...
_________________________________
Rookie Jackson Storm
_________________________________
slams the proverbial door
on Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) Oh.
_________________________________
I couldn't have enjoyed it more
if I'd beaten McQueen myself.
if I'd beaten McQueen myself.
_________________________________
Oh, wait, I have. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
But enough about me.
_________________________________
Here to tell you how it happened
is professional number cruncher,
_________________________________
Miss Natalie Certain.
_________________________________
It's a pleasure to be here, Chick.
_________________________________
And actually,
I prefer the term "Statistical Analyst".
I prefer the term "Statistical Analyst".
_________________________________
Right. So, who is this
mysterious newcomer, Jackson Storm?
_________________________________
And why is he so darn fast?
_________________________________
It's no mystery if you study
the data, Mr. Hicks.
the data, Mr. Hicks.
_________________________________
Jackson Storm is part
_________________________________
of the next generation
of high-tech racers.
_________________________________
Unlike the veterans of yesterday–
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) What?
Old-timers like this guy?
_________________________________
-(LAUGHS)
-Um...
-Um...
_________________________________
Right. Storm achieves his top speeds
_________________________________
by exploiting the numbers.
_________________________________
I refer, of course, to racing data.
_________________________________
Tire pressure, downforce,
_________________________________
weight distribution, aerodynamics, and...
_________________________________
next-gens like Storm
are taking advantage.
_________________________________
The racing world is changing.
_________________________________
And for the better if it means my old pal,
_________________________________
Lightning, is down for the count.
Am I right, Certain?
Am I right, Certain?
_________________________________
Well, if I'm certain of anything, Chick...
_________________________________
it's that this season is about
to get even more interesting.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: I'll tell you what, Darrell,
CUTLASS: I'll tell you what, Darrell,
_________________________________
Jackson Storm has
certainly made an impact.
_________________________________
We've got six more
next-generation rookies in the field.
next-generation rookies in the field.
_________________________________
DARRELL: With six veterans
DARRELL: With six veterans
fired to clear the way.
_________________________________
Morning, champ.
How's our living legend today?
How's our living legend today?
_________________________________
Uh... Still very much alive, thank you.
_________________________________
-And I would appreciate...
-You know, I can't believe I get to race
-You know, I can't believe I get to race
_________________________________
-the Lightning McQueen.
-(SIGHS)
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
In his farewell season.
_________________________________
What are you talking about?
_________________________________
JACKSON STORM: Oh, green flag.
JACKSON STORM: Oh, green flag.
_________________________________
Good luck out there, champ.
You're gonna need it.
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN: One reason Storm
NATALIE CERTAIN: One reason Storm
and the next-gens are more efficient:
_________________________________
their ability to hold
the optimum racing line
_________________________________
every single lap.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Win number three
CUTLASS: Win number three
for the rookie sensation.
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN:
NATALIE CERTAIN:
Storm's in a class of his own.
_________________________________
And a big reason for that: training on
the newest cutting-edge simulators.
_________________________________
These machines create a...
_________________________________
virtual racing experience so real
_________________________________
virtual racing experience so real
racers never even have to go outside.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Storm's ability
CUTLASS: Storm's ability
to hold that line
_________________________________
is like nothing we've ever seen.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Four in a row?
DARRELL: Four in a row?
Are you kidding me?
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN:
NATALIE CERTAIN:
2% lower drag coefficient.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Oh, what a finish!
CUTLASS: Oh, what a finish!
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN:
NATALIE CERTAIN:
5% increase downforce.
_________________________________
-DARRELL: Lucky number seven.
-1.2% higher top speed.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Amazing! Nine!
_________________________________CUTLASS: Amazing! Nine!
(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
All right, you cluckers,
you're about to get fed.
_________________________________
-BUCK: Arlo.
-Huh?
_________________________________
-Come here.
-Buck! What happened?
_________________________________
I came to help you with your chores.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
And then they attacked.
_________________________________
-You're gonna be okay.
-Tell Momma I love her.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
I see a light.
_________________________________
(EXHALES)
_________________________________
I'll go get help!
_________________________________
-(CLUCKING)
-(YELLING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, you should see your face!
_________________________________
I should've known! (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Always got to mess me up.
-Me?
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
You mess up your chores
and everyone else's.
_________________________________
(ARLO GASPS)
_________________________________
-You're such a coward.
-POPPA: Buck!
_________________________________
I ain't a coward.
And I'm gonna make my mark.
_________________________________
Just like you, and Libby, and everyone!
_________________________________
You will, darling.
You just need a little more time.
_________________________________
Forget it. I didn't even want
that dumb mark anyway.
_________________________________
I got an idea.
_________________________________
For the first part of the plot, go to: The Emperor's New Groove - Subtitles (en)
________
Imagining in October 2016
Piston Cup winner, Chick Hicks here
_________________________________
with the racer taking the circuit...
by storm. Jackson Storm.
by storm. Jackson Storm.
_________________________________
Another easy win over old "Ka-chow".
Or should I say, "Caboose"?
_________________________________
Because he's always in the back.
Am I right?
Am I right?
_________________________________
No, no, no, Chick.
McQueen is a crafty veteran champ.
McQueen is a crafty veteran champ.
_________________________________
He's the elder statesman of the sport.
You know?
You know?
_________________________________
Takes everything I got to beat him.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) You got to be kidding me.
_________________________________
(REPORTERS CLAMORING)
_________________________________
REPORTER 1: What changes
are you gonna make
_________________________________
to get McQueen back on top?
are you gonna make
_________________________________
to get McQueen back on top?
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Will McQueen try
new training methods?
new training methods?
_________________________________
REPORTER 3: Is he prepared to retire?
_________________________________
Come on, guys. Let's not overreact.
_________________________________
It's just a slump.
_________________________________
We'll get 'em next week.
_________________________________
Okay, that's enough. No comment.
_________________________________
Not even about Weathers retiring?
_________________________________
Wait. What?
_________________________________
Cal Weathers.
He's hanging up his Lightyears.
He's hanging up his Lightyears.
_________________________________
No. No comment on that either.
_________________________________
REPORTER 3: Wait a minute.
_________________________________
Please, come on.
You got to give us something.
_________________________________
Please, come on.
You got to give us something.
_________________________________
Hey, Cal! Hey.
_________________________________
Retirement? What's going on?
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
You know, I asked my uncle once
_________________________________
how I'd know when it was time to stop.
_________________________________
You know what he said?
_________________________________
The youngsters will tell you.
_________________________________
We had some good times together.
_________________________________
I'm gonna miss that the most I think.
_________________________________
Yeah.
_________________________________
__________________________________________________________________
________
Imagining in October 2016
POPPA: (WHISPERING)
Arlo. Arlo. Wake up.
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Come with me.
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
-(OWL HOOTING IN THE DISTANCE)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
-(WHISPERING) Where are we going?
-You'll see.
_________________________________
Okay, now take a walk out there.
_________________________________
-By myself?
-Go on.
_________________________________
-(INSECT CHIRPING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Poppa. Poppa.
_________________________________
Calm down. Breathe.
_________________________________
(BLOWS AIR)
_________________________________
-(CHIRPING)
-Oh.
_________________________________
Sometimes you got to
get through your fear
_________________________________
to see the beauty on the other side.
_________________________________
Wow.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
POPPA: I got a new job
POPPA: I got a new job
for you tomorrow.
_________________________________
That is if you still
want to make your mark.
_________________________________
The dang wilderness critter's
coming over the fence, eating our food,
_________________________________
and I've had it up to my snout.
_________________________________
If this keeps up, we won't have
enough food to survive the winter.
_________________________________
That's why
you are gonna catch that critter.
_________________________________
Then along comes a critter...
_________________________________
(MUFFLED) And this is how
you're gonna finish the job.
_________________________________
(GULPS)
_________________________________
When that critter's taken care of,
_________________________________
you'll put your mark on the silo
right next to mine.
_________________________________
I'll take care of the critter, Poppa.
It won't stand a chance.
_________________________________
(HORSE WHINNYING)
_________________________________
(PEOPLE CHATTING)
_________________________________
Hmm. Uh-uh.
_________________________________
You leave town for a couple of decades,
and they change everything.
_________________________________
Excuse me, gentlemen, I'm looking for
the palace of justice. Would you...
_________________________________
Mmm. I guess not.
_________________________________
(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)
_________________________________
(GYPSY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
Ah! (GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Stay away, child. They're gypsies.
They'll steal us blind.
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GOAT BLEATING)
_________________________________
All right, gypsy.
_________________________________
-Where'd ya get the money?
-For your information, I earned it.
_________________________________
-Gypsies don't earn money.
-They steal it.
_________________________________
You'd know a lot about stealing.
_________________________________
Troublemaker, eh?
_________________________________
Maybe a day in the stocks
will cool ya down.
_________________________________
-Oof!
-(GROANS)
_________________________________
Come back here, gypsy!
_________________________________
-(HORSE WHINNYING)
-(MEN GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Achilles, sit.
_________________________________
Hey! Whoa!
_________________________________
Oh, dear, I'm sorry.
_________________________________
Naughty horse! Naughty!
_________________________________
He's just impossible.
Really, I can't take him anywhere.
_________________________________
Get this thing off me!
_________________________________
-I'll teach you a lesson, peasant!
-(CROWD GASPS)
_________________________________
You were saying, Lieutenant?
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) Oh, Captain!
_________________________________
-(CLANGING)
-Ow!
_________________________________
At your service, sir!
_________________________________
I know you have a lot
on your mind right now,
_________________________________
but the palace of justice?
_________________________________
-Make way for the captain!
-Go on, make way!
_________________________________
SOLDIER 1: Make way!
SOLDIER 1: Make way!
_________________________________
Everybody out of the way!
_________________________________
SOLDIER 2: You,
SOLDIER 2: You,
make way for the captain!
_________________________________
SOLDIER 1: Make way!
SOLDIER 2: Make way, now!
SOLDIER 1: Make way!
SOLDIER 2: Make way, now!
_________________________________
-Come on, boy. Achilles, heel!
-(HORSE SNORTING)
_________________________________
(WHIP CRACKING)
_________________________________
-FROLLO: Stop.
-Sir?
_________________________________
Ease up. Wait between lashes.
_________________________________
Otherwise the old sting
will dull him to the new.
_________________________________
Yes, sir.
_________________________________
Ah, so this is the gallant
Captain Phoebus, home from the wars.
_________________________________
Reporting for duty, as ordered, sir.
_________________________________
Your service record
precedes you, Phoebus.
_________________________________
I expect nothing but the best
from a war hero of your caliber.
_________________________________
And you shall have it, sir. I guarantee it.
_________________________________
Yes.
_________________________________
You know, my last captain of the guard
was a bit of a disappointment to me.
_________________________________
-(WHIP CRACKS)
-(MAN SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Well, no matter.
I'm sure you'll whip my men into shape.
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) Uh, thank you.
It's a tremendous honor, sir.
_________________________________
FROLLO: You've come to Paris
FROLLO: You've come to Paris
in her darkest hour, Captain.
_________________________________
It will take a firm hand
to save the weak-minded
_________________________________
-from being so easily misled.
-Misled, sir?
_________________________________
-Look, Captain. Gypsies.
-(GYPSY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
The gypsies live outside
the normal order.
_________________________________
Their heathen ways inflame
the people's lowest instincts.
_________________________________
And they must be stopped.
_________________________________
I was summoned from the wars
_________________________________
to capture fortune tellers
and palm readers?
_________________________________
Oh, the real war, Captain,
is what you see before you.
_________________________________
For 20 years, I have been
taking care of the gypsies,
_________________________________
one by one.
_________________________________
And yet, for all my success,
they have thrived.
_________________________________
I believe they have a safe haven
within the walls of this very city.
_________________________________
A nest, if you will.
_________________________________
They call it the court of miracles.
_________________________________
What are we going to do about it, sir?
_________________________________
You make your point quite vividly, sir.
_________________________________
You know, I like you, Captain. Shall we?
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
Oh, duty calls.
_________________________________
Have you ever attended
a peasant festival, Captain?
_________________________________
Not recently, sir.
_________________________________
Then this should be
quite an education for you.
_________________________________
Come along.
_________________________________
(FANFARE)
_________________________________
CROWD: (SINGING) Come, one
_________________________________
Come, all
_________________________________
Leaves your looms and milking stools
_________________________________
Coop the hens and pen the mules
_________________________________
Come, one
_________________________________
Come, all
_________________________________
Close the churches and the schools
_________________________________
It's the day for breaking rules
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
Come and join the Feast Of Fools
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(SINGING) Once a year we throw
a party here in town
_________________________________
Once a year we turn
all Paris upside-down
_________________________________
Every man's a king
and every king's a clown
_________________________________
Once again it's topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
It's the day the devil in us gets released
_________________________________
It's the day we mock the prig
and shock the priest
_________________________________
Everything is topsy-turvy
at the Feast of Fools
_________________________________
CROWD: Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
-CLOPIN: Everything is upsy-daisy
-Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Everyone is acting crazy
CLOPIN: Everyone is acting crazy
_________________________________
Dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet
_________________________________
(WOMEN SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
That's the way on topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
Hey! Are you all right?
_________________________________
I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.
_________________________________
Well, you're not hurt, are you?
Here, here, let's see.
_________________________________
-No, no! No!
-There.
_________________________________
-(BLEATS DISGUSTEDLY)
- See? No harm done.
_________________________________
Just try to be a little more careful.
_________________________________
(STUTTERING) I will.
_________________________________
By the way, great mask.
_________________________________
CROWD: Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Beat the drums
CLOPIN: Beat the drums
and blow the trumpets
_________________________________
CROWD: Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Join the bums
CLOPIN: Join the bums
and thieves and strumpets
_________________________________
QUASIMODO: Whoa!
QUASIMODO: Whoa!
_________________________________
Streaming in from Chartres to Calais
_________________________________
Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy
on the sixth of Januervy
_________________________________
All because it's topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
Come, one
_________________________________
Come, all
_________________________________
Hurry, hurry
Here's your chance
_________________________________
See the mystery and romance
_________________________________
Come, one
Come, all
_________________________________
See the finest girl in France
_________________________________
Make an entrance to entrance
_________________________________
Dance la Esmeralda
_________________________________
Dance
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(GYPSY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
-Look at that disgusting display.
-Yes, sir.
_________________________________
(CROWD CLAMORING)
_________________________________
(CROWD WHOOPING)
_________________________________
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
the piéce de résistance!
_________________________________
(SINGING) Here it is
The moment you've been waiting for
_________________________________
Here it is
You know exactly what's in store
_________________________________
Now's the time we laugh
until our side get sore
_________________________________
Now's the time
we crown the king of fools
_________________________________
You all remember last year's king
_________________________________
-(CROWD CHEERING)
-(BELCHING)
_________________________________
So make a face that's
horrible and frightening
_________________________________
Make a face that's gruesome
as a gargoyle's wing
_________________________________
Hey!
_________________________________
For the face that's ugliest
will be the king of fools
_________________________________
Why?
_________________________________
CROWD: Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Ugly folks forget your shyness
CLOPIN: Ugly folks forget your shyness
_________________________________
CROWD: Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
You could soon be called
your highness
_________________________________
CROWD: Put your foulest
features on display
_________________________________
Be the king of topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
(CROWD BOOING)
_________________________________
-Bleah!
-(BOOING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
-(MEN GRUNTING)
-(GOAT BLEATING)
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-(CROWD SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-That's no mask.
-It's his face!
_________________________________
WOMAN: He's hideous!
_________________________________
It's the bell ringer from Notre Dame!
_________________________________
(CROWD MURMURING)
_________________________________
(CROWD GASPING)
_________________________________
Oh! Oh! Oh!
_________________________________
Ladies and gentlemen, don't panic.
_________________________________
We asked for the ugliest face in Paris,
and here it is!
_________________________________
Quasimodo,
the hunchback of Notre Dame!
_________________________________
(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Everybody!
CLOPIN: Everybody!
_________________________________
CROWD: (SINGING) Once a year
we throw a party
_________________________________
-Here in town
-CLOPIN: Hail to the king
_________________________________
CROWD: Once a year
we turn all Paris upside-down
_________________________________
(CLOPIN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, what a king
_________________________________
CROWD: Once a year
the ugliest will wear a crown
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Girls, give a kiss.
CLOPIN: Girls, give a kiss.
_________________________________
We never had a king like this
_________________________________
And it's the day we do
the things that we deplore
_________________________________
On the other three hundred
and sixty-four
_________________________________
Once a year we love to drop in
where the beer is never stopping
_________________________________
For the chance to pop some popinjay
_________________________________
And pick a king who put the "top"
_________________________________
In topsy-turvy
_________________________________
Topsy-turvy
Mad-and-crazy upsy-daisy
_________________________________
Topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
-(WHOOPING)
-(HORN BLOWING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHANTING)
_________________________________
ALL: Quasimodo! Quasimodo!
_________________________________
You think he's ugly now? Watch this.
_________________________________
-ALL: Quasimodo!
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
Now that's ugly!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
Hail to the king!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
SOLDIER: Bon appétit!
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
MAN: Where are you goin', hunchback?
_________________________________
The fun's just beginning.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(CHOKING)
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
(ROARING)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
(MOANING)
_________________________________
Master!
_________________________________
Master, please, help me!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
Sir, request permission
to stop this cruelty.
_________________________________
In a moment, Captain.
A lesson needs to be learned here.
_________________________________
(CROWD GASPING)
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
What are you doing, you bug?
_________________________________
Get out of here.
_________________________________
Huh! Move along, leaf. Move along.
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
What are you doing, you bug?
_________________________________
Get out of here.
_________________________________
Huh! Move along, leaf. Move along.
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
Don't be afraid.
_________________________________
I'm sorry.
_________________________________
This wasn't supposed to happen.
_________________________________
You! Gypsy girl!
_________________________________
Get down at once!
_________________________________
Yes, your honor.
Just as soon as I free this poor creature.
_________________________________
I forbid it!
_________________________________
How dare you defy me?
_________________________________
You mistreat this poor boy
the same way you mistreat my people.
_________________________________
You speak of justice, yet you are cruel
to those most in need of your help.
_________________________________
-Silence!
-Justice!
_________________________________
(CROWD MURMURING)
_________________________________
Mark my words, gypsy.
You will pay for this insolence.
_________________________________
Then it appears
we've crowned the wrong fool.
_________________________________
The only fool I see is you!
_________________________________
-(SPUTTERING)
-(CROWD LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Captain Phoebus, arrest her.
_________________________________
(SNAPS FINGERS)
_________________________________
(HORSE WHINNIES)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING INCOHERENTLY)
-(ARLO SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(GASPING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
You're dead, critter.
_________________________________
(INHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING INCOHERENTLY)
-(ARLO SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(GASPING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
You're dead, critter.
_________________________________
(INHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
Now, let's see.
_________________________________
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine.
_________________________________
So there's ten of you and one of me.
What's a poor girl to do?
_________________________________
(WEEPING)
_________________________________
-(BLOWS NOSE)
-(EXPLOSION)
_________________________________
Witchcraft!
_________________________________
ESMERALDA: Oh, boys. Over here.
ESMERALDA: Oh, boys. Over here.
_________________________________
(CROWD GASPING)
_________________________________
SOLDIER 1: There she is!
SOLDIER 2: Get her!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(SOLDIERS GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
(SOLDIERS GROANING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(BLEATING)
_________________________________
(ALL SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
I'm free! I'm free! Ooh!
_________________________________
Dang it.
_________________________________
SOLDIER: Whoa! Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(HORSE WHINNYING)
_________________________________
What a woman.
_________________________________
(HORSE WHINNYING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(DRUM ROLL)
_________________________________
(FANFARE)
_________________________________
Okay. You're free.
_________________________________
What are you doing? Just leave! Flee!
_________________________________
Stay back! Go! Whoa.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Arlo!
_________________________________
Why'd you let it go?
_________________________________
It was biting, and coming at me,
and screeching, and...
_________________________________
You had a job to do.
_________________________________
Okay. You're free.
_________________________________
What are you doing? Just leave! Flee!
_________________________________
Stay back! Go! Whoa.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Arlo!
_________________________________
Why'd you let it go?
_________________________________
It was biting, and coming at me,
and screeching, and...
_________________________________
You had a job to do.
_________________________________
Find her, Captain. I want her alive.
_________________________________
Yes, sir. Seal off the area, men.
_________________________________
Find the gypsy girl
and do not harm her.
_________________________________
I'm sorry, Master.
I will never disobey you again.
_________________________________
-(CROWD MURMURING)
-MAN: Stand back. Stand back.
_________________________________
WOMAN: Oh, he's hideous.
_________________________________
SOLDIER: You, there, get away!
Move on.
_________________________________
You got to get over your fear, Arlo,
or you won't survive out here.
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
Come on.
_________________________________
We're gonna finish your job right now.
_________________________________
-Out there?
-Get over.
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
_________________________________
But, Poppa, what if we get lost?
_________________________________
As long as you can find the river,
you can find your way home.
_________________________________
What do you see?
_________________________________
ARLO: Uh, tracks?
_________________________________
And they're washing out,
we got to move!
_________________________________
POPPA: We're losing it!
_________________________________
(ARLO GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Arlo, keep moving!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Poppa, wait.
_________________________________
Arlo, what did I say about keeping...
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
It's okay.
_________________________________
It's okay, Arlo. I'm sorry.
_________________________________
I just wanted you
to get through your fear.
_________________________________
I know you have it in you.
_________________________________
But I'm not like you.
_________________________________
You're me and more.
_________________________________
-(THUNDER RUMBLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
I think we went far enough today.
_________________________________
Storm's getting worse.
Let's get you home.
_________________________________
(GUSHING)
_________________________________
Arlo, move!
_________________________________
Run, Arlo!
_________________________________
Poppa!
_________________________________
Poppa! Poppa! Poppa!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(GASPS) Momma!
_________________________________
If we don't get this harvest in
before the first snow,
_________________________________
we won't have enough food for winter.
_________________________________
I know it's hard without Poppa,
but I need you to do more, Arlo.
_________________________________
Don't worry, Momma.
I won't let us starve.
_________________________________
You're a good son.
__________________________________________________________________
You got to get over your fear, Arlo,
or you won't survive out here.
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
Come on.
_________________________________
We're gonna finish your job right now.
_________________________________
-Out there?
-Get over.
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
_________________________________
But, Poppa, what if we get lost?
_________________________________
As long as you can find the river,
you can find your way home.
_________________________________
What do you see?
_________________________________
ARLO: Uh, tracks?
_________________________________
And they're washing out,
we got to move!
_________________________________
POPPA: We're losing it!
_________________________________
(ARLO GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Arlo, keep moving!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Poppa, wait.
_________________________________
Arlo, what did I say about keeping...
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
It's okay.
_________________________________
It's okay, Arlo. I'm sorry.
_________________________________
I just wanted you
to get through your fear.
_________________________________
I know you have it in you.
_________________________________
But I'm not like you.
_________________________________
You're me and more.
_________________________________
-(THUNDER RUMBLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
I think we went far enough today.
_________________________________
Storm's getting worse.
Let's get you home.
_________________________________
(GUSHING)
_________________________________
Arlo, move!
_________________________________
Run, Arlo!
_________________________________
Poppa!
_________________________________
Poppa! Poppa! Poppa!
_________________________________
________
Imagining in November 2016
__________________________________________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(GASPS) Momma!
_________________________________
If we don't get this harvest in
before the first snow,
_________________________________
we won't have enough food for winter.
_________________________________
I know it's hard without Poppa,
but I need you to do more, Arlo.
_________________________________
Don't worry, Momma.
I won't let us starve.
_________________________________
You're a good son.
NATALIE CERTAIN:
More changes ahead, Chick.
_________________________________
Every week we've seen
veteran racers either retire...
_________________________________
like Cal Weathers tonight,
_________________________________
or fired to make room
for these younger...
_________________________________
faster racers.
And, it's not over yet.
_________________________________
faster racers.
And, it's not over yet.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Hello racing fans.
_________________________________
Welcome to the Los Angeles 500.
_________________________________
The final race of the Piston Cup season.
_________________________________
It's been a year of surprises–
_________________________________
BRICK: They can't do this.
I've raced for you guys almost 10 years.
I've raced for you guys almost 10 years.
_________________________________
Sorry, Brick. My mind's made up.
_________________________________
I'm giving your number to someone new.
_________________________________
Hey, I had two wins last year!
_________________________________
SPONSOR: The whole sport's changing.
I'm just doing what I got to do.
_________________________________
Hey, do you know what's
happening with Brick– Oh!
_________________________________
-Wait, you're not Bobby.
-(ENGINE REVS)
-(ENGINE REVS)
_________________________________
The name's Danny, bro.
_________________________________
Hey, champ,
where'd all your friends go?
where'd all your friends go?
_________________________________
CUTLASS: A final check of his tires
CUTLASS: A final check of his tires
as Storm settles into the pole position.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Boogity, boogity, boogity.
DARRELL: Boogity, boogity, boogity.
Let's end this season with a great race.
_________________________________
(ENGINES REVVING)
_________________________________
That's it, buddy!
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN: Forty laps to go
NATALIE CERTAIN: Forty laps to go
and race leader, Jackson Storm...
_________________________________
is making his way onto pit road
with McQueen on his tail.
with McQueen on his tail.
_________________________________
A good stop here could mean the
difference between victory and defeat.
_________________________________
Come on, come on. Come on!
Faster, Guido, come on.
_________________________________
I got to get back out there
before he does.
before he does.
_________________________________
-Guido, hurry up!
-(WHIRRING)
-(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
-(GUIDO SPEAKING ITALIAN)
-(TIRES SQUEALING)
_________________________________
DARRELL: What a pit stop
DARRELL: What a pit stop
by McQueen!
_________________________________
Man, he just got the lead!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: But can he hold on to it?
CUTLASS: But can he hold on to it?
_________________________________
-(PANTING)
-Hey, McQueen, are you all right?
_________________________________
Listen, don't you worry, pal.
_________________________________
You had a good run.
Enjoy your retirement!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Storm takes back the lead!
CUTLASS: Storm takes back the lead!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Unbelievable!
DARRELL: Unbelievable!
McQueen is fading!
_________________________________
McQueen is fading! Fading fast!
_________________________________
No. No! No! No!
_________________________________
no!
_________________________________
(McQUEEN PANTING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(TIRES SCREECHING)
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(GASPS)
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(CLATTERING)
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(CROWD GASPING)
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(SIRENS WAILING)
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Imagining in November 2016 (later)
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MAN ON RADIO:
(SING-SONG) W-H-L-Z
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RADIO HOST: Welcome back
RADIO HOST: Welcome back
to Piston Cup Talk.
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Around the clock where we do nothing
but talk racing. Let's get to it.
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Starting of course
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-with Lightning McQueen.
-(SNORING)
-(SNORING)
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With the season just two weeks away,
there's still no official announcement.
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But with number 95 coming off
his worst year on record–
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Don't shoot the messenger here, folks.
I think it's safe to assume...
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that Lightning McQueen's
racing days are over.
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Meanwhile, Jackson Storm
is looking even faster–
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(TURNS OFF RADIO)
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(SIGHS HEAVILY)
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(WHIRRING)
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COMMENTATOR:
For the checkered flag.
For the checkered flag.
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As they enter the final lap,
the number 6 and number 12 cars...
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are still fighting it out for the lead.
But wait! Here he comes!
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It's the Fabulous Hudson Hornet
knocking at their door.
knocking at their door.
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What's he got up his sleeve today?
And there it is!
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With one move, he's past them.
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The Hornet takes a decisive lead.
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He's left the pack behind.
His crew chief, Smokey, is loving it!
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It's unbelievable!
Oh, no! He's in trouble!
Oh, no! He's in trouble!
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-The Hudson Hornet has lost control!
-(HUDSON CRASHING)
-(HUDSON CRASHING)
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(CARS GASPING)
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What should have been
a scene of jubilation
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-has turned tragic, folks.
-(SIRENS WAILING)
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As we await news
on the Hudson Hornet's condition.
on the Hudson Hornet's condition.
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After such a devastating crash...
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we can only hope that
this race today wasn't his last.
this race today wasn't his last.
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(PROJECTOR CLICKS)
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HUDSON: When I finally
HUDSON: When I finally
got put together,
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I went back expecting a big welcome.
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You know what they said?
You're history.
You're history.
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Moved right on to the next rookie
standing in line.
standing in line.
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There was a lot left in me
I never got a chance to show.
_________________________________I never got a chance to show.
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Imagining in November 2016 (later)
_________________________________Huh?
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(CRITTER CHEWING)
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-You!
-Huh?
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You've got some nerve coming here.
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(YELLING)
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It's all your fault!
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My poppa would still be alive
if it weren't for you!
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(GRUNTING)
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-(GROWLING)
-(SCREAMING)
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(GASPING)
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(YELLING)
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(GASPS)
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Help!
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Momma! Momma!
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ARLO: Momma!
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(GASPS)
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(SCREAMING)
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(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
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(PANTING)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GROANS)
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(GRUNTS)
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Momma?
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ARLO: Momma!
ARLO: Momma!
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(PANTING)
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________
Imagining in November 2016 (later)
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(GRUNTING)
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(PANTING)
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(GROANS)
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(HOWLING IN DISTANCE)
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You!
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(STRAINING) I should've
killed you the first time.
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(STRAINING)
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This is all your fault.
(PANTING)
(PANTING)
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Get over here. Get over here.
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(GRUNTING)
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Get away. Get away.
Get away. Get away!
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(COUGHING)
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(SPITTING)
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(GRUNTING)
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(PANTING)
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(BREATHING HEAVILY)
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That's right. You better run!
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(PANTING)
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ARLO: Where am I? Where's home?
ARLO: Where am I? Where's home?
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Oh.
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As long as you can find the river,
you can find your way home.
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(STOMACH GROWLING)
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(STRAINING)
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(SHOUTING)
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(GRUNTS)
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(GRUNTS)
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(GASPS)
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(GRUNTS)
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(STRAINING)
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(PANTING)
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(GROWLING IN DISTANCE)
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Imagining in November 2016 (later)
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(DOOR CREAKING)
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Hey, Stickers.
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Hey, Sal.
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How you feeling?
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Yeah, great. (SIGHS)
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Really, really great.
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-Been thinking about Doc again?
-(SIGHS)
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Yeah. You know they told him
when he was done.
when he was done.
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He didn't decide.
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I don't want what happened to Doc
to happen to me.
to happen to me.
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But that hasn't happened.
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No, but I can't go out on the track
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and do the same old thing. It won't work.
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Then change it up! Try something new.
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-I don't know, Sally. I...
-Don't fear failure.
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Be afraid of not having the chance.
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You have the chance. Doc didn't.
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And you can either take it or you can
do what you been doing. Sitting.
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In here. For months.
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And by the way,
I love what you've done with the place.
I love what you've done with the place.
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I mean the monster movie lighting
and the musky air freshener.
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Don't let anyone tell you
you're not working that primer because...
you're not working that primer because...
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Wow, I have never found you
more attractive.
more attractive.
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And now that I've been in here
for a couple minutes, the stench...
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-I'm getting kind of used to it.
-Okay, Sal. I get it. I get it.
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I miss you, Lightning.
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We all do.
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(SIGHS)
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Try something new, huh?
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For Moana, go to: Moana - Subtitles (en)
Imagining in November 2016 (later)
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Hey, did it work, Miss Sally?
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Did you set him straight
_________________________________
with your lawyerly powers
of persuasion?
of persuasion?
_________________________________
Is he ready to start training?
_________________________________
Well, Stinky– Stickers?
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(CHUCKLES)
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Yes, Mater, I am.
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Whoo-hoo!
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I decide when I'm done.
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I was hoping you'd say that.
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Okay, but I got an idea.
_________________________________
And I'm gonna need to talk
to Rusty and Dusty, all right?
to Rusty and Dusty, all right?
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Oh, I'll get them on the horn.
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(CHUCKLES) Get it? On the horn?
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(HONKS AND LAUGHS)
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Oops. Hold on. Got to sneeze.
(GASPING)
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Dadgum, I lost it.
Hey, I'll see you at Flo's.
Hey, I'll see you at Flo's.
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(SNEEZES LOUDLY)
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I found it.
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Hey, watch your step.
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________
Imagining in November 2016–December 2016
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(HORN HONKING)
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-Car's here!
-FATHER: It's 9:00!
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We're going to miss our flight!
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MOTHER: Traveler's checks...
FATHER: You have the tickets?
MOTHER: Traveler's checks...
FATHER: You have the tickets?
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MOTHER: Tabitha, did you feed Roddy?
MOTHER: Tabitha, did you feed Roddy?
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Oops.
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MOTHER: I just know
MOTHER: I just know
we've forgotten something.
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Roddy, where are you?
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We'll be back in a few days, so here's
enough food for you. Here's more.
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-MOTHER: Tabitha!
-Here's a little more.
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MOTHER: I hope you're
MOTHER: I hope you're
not overfeeding him.
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Of course not, Mum.
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-FATHER: Come on, Tabitha!
-Bye, Roddy.
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FATHER: We don't want to miss
FATHER: We don't want to miss
our holiday.
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I'm coming, I'm coming!
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(SNIFFING)
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When the cat's away,
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the mice will play!
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The holiday starts now, everyone!
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Music, maestro!
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(DANCING WITH MYSELF PLAYING)
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Hey, what are you all standing around
for? I got a big day planned!
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Let's go, people! Chop-chop!
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Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
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Nope. Nope. Nope.
_________________________________
Hmm.
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(INDISTINCT MUMBLING)
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Mmm.
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Ooh!
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(CHUCKLES)
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Buckle up, everyone.
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And I'm dancing with myself
_________________________________
Oh, dancing with myself
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Oh, dancing with myself
_________________________________
Well there's nothing to lose
_________________________________
Fore!
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Oops. Sorry.
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If I looked all over the world
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And there's every type of girl
_________________________________
Game point. Service!
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We win! We win, team! We win!
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(GRUNTING)
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(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
So let's sink another drink
_________________________________
'Cause it'll give me time to think
_________________________________
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
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And I'll be dancing with myself
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Perfect.
_________________________________
Oh, dancing with myself
_________________________________
Well, there's nothing to lose
And there's nothing to prove?
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
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-(POPPING)
-(BLOWING)
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Well, if I had a chance...
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Having a good time, darling?
_________________________________
(CHOKING)
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Oh, thank you.
_________________________________
See you tomorrow.
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Oh, dancing with myself
_________________________________
Oh, dancing with myself
_________________________________
Oh, dancing with myself
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(SIGHS)
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Good night!
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(ECHOING) Good night! Good night!
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Yeah, well. Good night then, Roddy.
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(RUMBLING)
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(GASPS)
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What was that?
_________________________________
Who's there?
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Wake up. I think
there's someone in the house.
_________________________________
Sarge, wake up!
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SARGE: Approaching enemy lines.
SARGE: Approaching enemy lines.
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(RUMBLING)
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-I'm armed and ready.
-At ease, soldier.
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Give up your weapons
of mass destruction.
_________________________________
Shh! Shush!
_________________________________
-Come get me, enemy of freedom!
-Stop it. That's enough!
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-Tell Mom I... Love... Her.
-(RUMBLING)
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(GURGLING)
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-RODDY: What?
-(GURGLING)
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-Yee-ha!
-(GASPS)
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(GASPS)
_________________________________
Oh.
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-(SCREAMING)
-(BELCHING)
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(BELCHING)
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(BELCHING CONTINUES)
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Whoa! (SMACKING LIPS) Ha!
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They do not, repeat, not have
food like this in the sewer.
_________________________________
A sewer rat! Who... What...
How did you get here?
_________________________________
I don't know. One minute I'm in the pub.
_________________________________
Next thing you know, whoosh!
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It's a burst water main!
Off I go, shooting up the pipes.
_________________________________
And, well, here I am.
_________________________________
I have a plunger.
We can shoot you right back.
_________________________________
Do you like seafood?
_________________________________
Can I call you a cab?
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Bleah! See food! Get it?
_________________________________
Have you got a TV?
_________________________________
-Yes, but...
-Say no more!
_________________________________
No Leave that.
_________________________________
Geronimo!
_________________________________
No, don't... Touch anything.
_________________________________
Would you look at
the size of that monster?
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-(GASPING AND SNIFFING)
-(SID CHUCKLES)
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SID: Careful, mate.
SID: Careful, mate.
Those aren't chocolate buttons.
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COMMENTATOR: It's the match of the
COMMENTATOR: It's the match of the
century! The FIFA World Cup Final!
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-England. Germany.
-SID: Yes! Boo!
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Live this Sunday. be there.
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This place is great!
I'm staying here forever!
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
Game point. Service!
_________________________________
We win, we win! You lose! In your face!
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(GRUNTING)
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(GROWLING)
_________________________________
-Huh?
-Right, my friend.
_________________________________
You don't belong here.
I'm afraid it's time for you to leave.
_________________________________
I would not do that if I was you, pal.
_________________________________
Let me lay this out for you.
This place is mine now.
_________________________________
Sid says, "Jump," you say,
"How high?" Comprende?
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-(GASPING)
-Fetch us some Pop-Tarts
_________________________________
from the kitchen, Jeeves.
_________________________________
-Oh, and be snappy about it.
-Um...
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Yes, sir. Right away, sir.
_________________________________
That's more like it.
_________________________________
But before breakfast is served,
_________________________________
perhaps sir would care
to take a whirl in the Jacuzzi.
_________________________________
A Jacuzzi?
_________________________________
You're a real gent.
_________________________________
After a hard day
of navigating sewer pipes,
_________________________________
there's nothing better than relaxing
in a Jacuzzi whirlpool bath.
_________________________________
That looks so inviting.
_________________________________
Yes. The water looks perfect!
_________________________________
Now you hop in, and I'll press this
lever to get the bubbles going.
_________________________________
Right. In we go!
_________________________________
Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
_________________________________
I know we got off
on the wrong foot before,
_________________________________
but I think we're
gonna get along, don't you?
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Swimmingly.
_________________________________
-Be seeing you, my friend.
-(SCREAMING)
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-SID: You plonker!
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
You think I don't know
a toilet when I see one?
_________________________________
You were going to flush me
down the loo.
_________________________________
No! It's a big Jacuzzi! Deluxe model!
_________________________________
Then you won't mind
if I get the bubbles going.
_________________________________
No! Not the lever!
Have mercy! No, I can't swim!
_________________________________
Bon voyage, me old cream cracker!
_________________________________
-Hold your nose!
-You can't do this!
_________________________________
You were going to try to flush me.
Let's see how you like it.
_________________________________
(ARE YOU GONNA BE
MY GIRL? PLAYING)
_________________________________
Ow! Ow! Ooh!
_________________________________
Aah!
_________________________________
-Have you seen my dad?
-(YELPS)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GASPING)
_________________________________
Aah!
_________________________________
Oh. (GASPS)
_________________________________
Oh! No! No!
_________________________________
(GROANING) Aah!
_________________________________
Oh, no, I can't swim!
I can't swim! I can't...
_________________________________
Swim.
_________________________________
I'm in the sewer!
_________________________________
No!
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(BOTH SCREAM)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAM LOUDER)
_________________________________
(BOTH SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
-(CLATTERING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Hello? (ECHOING)
_________________________________
Help? (ECHOING)
_________________________________
I'm gonna open my eyes and be
home. This is all a bad dream.
_________________________________
I'm not home! I wanna go home!
_________________________________
Shush! Stop it, Roddy!
_________________________________
I want to go home!
Pull yourself together!
_________________________________
I can't. I'm frightened.
_________________________________
Stop it, stop it, stop it!
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All right, Roddy, old man,
_________________________________
you can get yourself out
of here, and you will.
_________________________________
Never forget,
_________________________________
the blood of the courageous James clan
_________________________________
flows through your veins.
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-(SCREAMING)
-(ALL SCREAMING)
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-(HORN HONKING)
-(PANTING)
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-(SLUG SCREAMING)
-MALE: Extra! Extra!
_________________________________
Read all about it!
_________________________________
A way out! Yes!
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(LAUGHING)
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(YELLING)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Aah!
_________________________________
Hey! That-a took
me three years to draw!
_________________________________
I'm terribly sorry. Three years?
_________________________________
I just-a finished it this morning!
_________________________________
Three years?
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
-Good grief!
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
_________________________________
-What is this place?
-MALE: Hold the bus!
_________________________________
Feed the flies! Tuppence a bag!
_________________________________
It's a real city! Ah!
_________________________________
(SHOUTING)
_________________________________
My smalls!
_________________________________
-Is it a bird?
-Is it a plane?
_________________________________
Is that guy wearing my underpants?
_________________________________
Make him move, honey.
_________________________________
Boy, you got a face like a frying pan!
_________________________________
-Come on!
-I don't think he speaks English.
_________________________________
Hey, he moved! Did you get it?
_________________________________
-Got it!
-Good.
_________________________________
Sorry, sorry.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-It's coming!
-What? Where? Who?
_________________________________
The Great Flood!
_________________________________
Those floodgates won't hold
forever, you know! We're doomed!
_________________________________
You think you can
back away from the truth!
_________________________________
'Ello, hello, hello. What's all this then?
_________________________________
Thank heavens! A policeman!
This wacko has been chasing after me!
_________________________________
Morning, Harold.
_________________________________
-Morning, Collin. How are you?
-Can't complain.
_________________________________
Keep an eye on this one.
He's a bit of a loony.
_________________________________
-What? Me?
-We're doomed!
_________________________________
-Are you kidding me?
-Right.
_________________________________
-Let's give you a police escort home.
-Oh, great!
_________________________________
Um, I live in Kensington.
Up there. The surface.
_________________________________
Up Top? Oh, no. No, no, no.
_________________________________
The humans don't like our sort.
_________________________________
Speak for yourself.
They like me very much up there.
_________________________________
I don't like your attitude.
I've got my eye on you, sunshine.
_________________________________
-Ooh! Ooh, hot, hot, hot!
-So...
_________________________________
You're trying to get Up Top, me hearty?
_________________________________
-Yes.
-(SIZZLING)
_________________________________
There's one person 'round here
might be able to help you.
_________________________________
-Might.
-Really?
_________________________________
Shady customer.
The captain of the Jammy Dodger.
_________________________________
-If you can find it.
-I know where it is!
_________________________________
PEGLEG: And remember, the name
PEGLEG: And remember, the name
of the boat's the Jammy Dodger.
_________________________________
Uh, thanks for bringing me this far.
_________________________________
-You're welcome.
-See ya!
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(WHISTLING)
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(EERIE DRONE)
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
Beware.
_________________________________
Beware.
_________________________________
Hello?
_________________________________
Uh, permission to come aboard?
_________________________________
-(BOARDS CREAKING)
-Ahoy there?
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Ow! Yah! Oh. Oh!
_________________________________
Sorry. I didn't mean to intrude,
Mr. Captain, Skipper, Thingy.
_________________________________
Hey! That's Miss Captain
Skipper Thingy to you.
_________________________________
Oops.
_________________________________
What are you doing on my boat?
_________________________________
I've had a bad day and need I your help.
_________________________________
I was thrown out of my own home,
flushed down my own toilet.
_________________________________
Thank you, too much information.
I've got my own problems.
_________________________________
SPIKE: She's around here somewhere!
SPIKE: She's around here somewhere!
_________________________________
Stay down. And keep quiet.
_________________________________
Why? Who are we hiding from?
_________________________________
I said quiet! There's rats
after me who'd like to kill me.
_________________________________
Well, I'll contain my amazement.
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
All right, all right. Quiet as a mouse.
_________________________________
(HORN BLARING)
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-Ah!
_________________________________
SPIKE: Over there!
SPIKE: Over there!
_________________________________
You idiot!
_________________________________
Sorry about that. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
I'll be off then.
_________________________________
Sorry. Ah!
_________________________________
-(HORN BLARES)
-Sorry. Sorry.
_________________________________
Sorry!
_________________________________
SPIKE: We can't let her get away!
SPIKE: We can't let her get away!
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-Shh. Shh.
_________________________________
Come on, Jammy, me old mate,
don't do this to me!
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
_________________________________
-Oh.
-Ah!
_________________________________
Let me go, you pink-eyed freak!
_________________________________
-(GLASSES CLATTERING)
-I'm upset now.
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
Whatever's going on, I'm not involved.
_________________________________
(SCREAMS) I'm an innocent bystander!
_________________________________
Rita, Rita, Rita!
_________________________________
(CACKLING)
_________________________________
You thought you could
give us the slip. (YELLING)
_________________________________
What are you looking at?
Keep still! Come on, then!
_________________________________
Right!
_________________________________
Who have we got here?
_________________________________
I believe he said his name
was Millicent Bystander.
_________________________________
-(SNORTING) Millicent!
-Actually, no...
_________________________________
Now, then, where's the ruby, Rita?
_________________________________
The boss wants it back.
_________________________________
I don't have your stupid ruby.
_________________________________
Okay, are we going
to do it the easy way
_________________________________
or the hard way?
_________________________________
I think we should do it
the easy way, don't you, Spike?
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
All right. Check the tin.
_________________________________
Good girl.
_________________________________
See, Whitey, this is how I do it.
_________________________________
Watch and learn, my son. Watch and...
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(YELPS)
_________________________________
Was it in there?
_________________________________
Right! Rip it up, lads!
_________________________________
Hey, you get your
filthy paws off my stuff!
_________________________________
It's in here somewhere.
I can feel it in me guts!
_________________________________
That'll be last night's curry.
_________________________________
I'm the same.
I got a bum like the Japanese flag.
_________________________________
Will you please tell them
I'm not involved in this?
_________________________________
Fine. All right, all right, listen up.
_________________________________
This gentleman,
he's not from around here.
_________________________________
Thank you.
_________________________________
Just look how nicely he's dressed.
_________________________________
-Oh, thank you.
-And why?
_________________________________
Because he's an
international jewel thief!
_________________________________
Precisely. What? No, no!
_________________________________
-He stole the ruby from me!
-No, she's lying!
_________________________________
All right, all right! It's time to bring out
_________________________________
the Persuader.
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
SPIKE: Your choice, mate.
SPIKE: Your choice, mate.
You can talk now
_________________________________
or you can talk later.
Ain't that right, Persuader?
_________________________________
Yeah, in a much higher voice!
_________________________________
The Persuader's alive, Spike!
_________________________________
You'll be singing like a tea kettle.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Good one, Persuader.
_________________________________
I don't even know her!
I don't know anything!
_________________________________
Careful, miss. You'll injure yourself.
_________________________________
I know where it is!
_________________________________
Come on, then, Spit it out!
_________________________________
Don't you dare!
_________________________________
Look at her bottom.
Is it me, or is it oddly shaped?
_________________________________
You little snitch.
_________________________________
The booty's in the booty.
_________________________________
Hey! (GRUNTING)
_________________________________
ALL: Oh.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Thanks, mate! The boss is
gonna be so happy with us.
_________________________________
You're toast.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
So you're from Up Top, eh?
_________________________________
I used to work in a laboratory Up Top.
_________________________________
Yeah. Big shampoo job.
_________________________________
I was dark grey when we started.
_________________________________
Yeah.
_________________________________
Still, it cleared up
me dandruff. (CHUCKLES)
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COMMENTATOR:
The World Cup has become
_________________________________
the most popular sporting event
_________________________________
Are you there, boss? We're back.
_________________________________
I've got it, boss.
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The ruby. I found it.
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Technically, Spike,
it was Millicent that found it.
_________________________________
Actually, the name's Roddy.
_________________________________
In exchange for my assistance,
I was hoping you might...
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(FLY YELPING)
_________________________________
You might help me
out of the pickle I'm in.
_________________________________
(YELLS AND SHUDDERS)
_________________________________
Hello, Rita.
_________________________________
Hello, handsome.
_________________________________
And who is this?
Is your new boyfriend a waiter?
_________________________________
-Boyfriend?
-Waiter?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) The prize returns to me.
_________________________________
Did you imagine that
I'd let you steal it from me?
_________________________________
What? The jewels belongs
to my father, and you know it!
_________________________________
Your father? A good-for-nothing
scavenger, just like his daughter!
_________________________________
-(STRAINING)
-Uh, excuse me. Actually.
_________________________________
I'm the one that found your ruby.
_________________________________
So... You... Um...
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Perhaps you'd repay the favor
and help me get home.
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-(SQUEALS)
-(MOANS)
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Help me!
_________________________________
Dispose of them.
_________________________________
No, no, no, please!
_________________________________
I just want to get home to Kensington!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
Kensington? The Royal Borough?
_________________________________
Up Top?
_________________________________
Uh, yes. Up Top.
_________________________________
Huzzah! A man of quality!
_________________________________
Finally, somebody gets it.
_________________________________
Come, let me show you
my private collection.
_________________________________
I know you'll find it diverting.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) My shrine to beauty.
_________________________________
Works of high art crafted in tribute
to our beloved Royal Family.
_________________________________
Victoria's bust, wrought in porcelain.
_________________________________
Classy!
_________________________________
Quite lifelike, wouldn't you say?
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) It's as if she were here.
_________________________________
Mmm. Smooth to the touch.
_________________________________
-Easy, tiger.
-(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
But come! Let us restore the heart
_________________________________
and highlight of my collection
_________________________________
this ruby. Fallen from
the very brow of ancient kings.
_________________________________
A true crown jewel!
_________________________________
(RULE BRITANNIA PLAYS)
_________________________________
Well, what do you think?
_________________________________
He's a madman! Run away!
_________________________________
Pardon me. My fly's undone.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Well, your ruby
certainly is a biggie.
_________________________________
Indeed.
_________________________________
How did it ever find me, here
in the underbelly of the world?
_________________________________
In this dark, low place.
_________________________________
Yes. I'd love to see more of your
collection. It's very amusing, but I...
_________________________________
-"Amusing"?
-(WINCING)
_________________________________
Didn't you say I'd find it amusing?
_________________________________
I said you'd find it
diverting, not amusing!
_________________________________
Ah, well, when I said "amusing"
I really meant it in the sense
_________________________________
of the ancient Greek muse,
the goddess of inspiration.
_________________________________
Muse.
_________________________________
-Smashing.
-(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-Oh, heaven help me!
_________________________________
Ice him! Ice them both!
_________________________________
Let's see if there's
anything good in the fridge.
_________________________________
-Former enemies, one and all.
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
TOAD: A catalogue of thieves,
TOAD: A catalogue of thieves,
double-crossers and do-gooders.
_________________________________
(TOAD CACKLING)
_________________________________
Prepare to meet your maker.
_________________________________
Your ice maker. (CHORTLING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Makes me laugh
every time, that one.
_________________________________
Shut that door.
_________________________________
RODDY: Liquid Nitrogen!
RODDY: Liquid Nitrogen!
That will freeze us instantly!
_________________________________
There's a paper clip in my back pocket.
_________________________________
See if you can get it. (YELPS)
_________________________________
In the pocket, in the pocket!
_________________________________
Blimey, it's cold.
_________________________________
That's why I wore me mittens.
_________________________________
Huh? Hit men don't wear mittens!
_________________________________
Take them off! You're embarrassing me.
_________________________________
It's all right for you.
You've got little hands.
_________________________________
-Got it!
-WHITEY: They don't get as cold.
_________________________________
-I ain't got little hands!
-WHITEY: Yeah, you have.
_________________________________
You got lady's hands.
_________________________________
They might be small,
but they're lethal weapons.
_________________________________
You got your mother's hands.
_________________________________
Right. Put your hands together.
_________________________________
-(GROANING)
-(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
You could have wiped your feet.
_________________________________
Stop squirming!
_________________________________
-(ALARM RINGS)
-Goodbye, vermin.
_________________________________
Now, let me see the latest
addition to my cubist collection.
_________________________________
-What? Impossible!
-RITA: Oi! Kermit!
_________________________________
The prize returns to me!
_________________________________
You big, fat, slimy airbag!
_________________________________
(GROWLING) After them!
_________________________________
Why are you stopping?
Don't we have a plan?
_________________________________
"We"? Who's "we"?
_________________________________
You can't just leave me here!
_________________________________
Faster, you idiots! They're escaping!
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Oh, God! Oh...
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
No! Not the master cable!
_________________________________
We have a plan?
_________________________________
Put that back!
_________________________________
Wait, wait!
That will never hold both of us.
_________________________________
You're right. Toodle-oo.
_________________________________
Wait!
_________________________________
F-f-f-freeze!
_________________________________
Ah! (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Oh, no!
_________________________________
No, don't break!
_________________________________
There are things I want to do,
sights I want to see!
_________________________________
-That wasn't on the list.
-Aah! Hey!
_________________________________
-Do something!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Ow!
_________________________________
-(GROANING)
-(INHALING DEEPLY)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAM)
_________________________________
Keep your legs straight
when you hit the water!
_________________________________
I kept me legs straight, Spike.
_________________________________
(GROANING) Ow!
_________________________________
(PANTING) Good grief, that's high.
_________________________________
Quite high. Rather high.
So very, very high.
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
Hmm. Yeah.
_________________________________
Cool.
_________________________________
See ya!
_________________________________
Oh... If she can do it...
_________________________________
Here goes.
_________________________________
Ah! No!
_________________________________
Ah. (SCREAMS)
_________________________________
-(CRUNCHING)
-(WINCING)
_________________________________
-(CRUNCHING)
-Oh!
_________________________________
-(CRUNCHING)
-(WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
-(CRUNCHING)
-Ahh!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
And gently down.
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
-My ball.
-It's my ball, it's mine.
_________________________________
Rita! Rita!
_________________________________
Oh, where is she? Rita!
_________________________________
Target at twelve o'clock!
_________________________________
Oh, come on!
_________________________________
Careful, Whitey. That's a banana skin.
_________________________________
Rita!
_________________________________
Whew. Over there!
_________________________________
(SQUEALING)
_________________________________
(HORN BLARING)
_________________________________
-Ah! Whoa! Oh.
-(SPIKE LAUGHING)
_________________________________
You look pretty
ridiculous now, Millicent.
_________________________________
Ahh!
_________________________________
Keep your legs straight!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS AND MOANS)
_________________________________
Oh...
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-(SCREECHES)
_________________________________
What are you,
some kind of rat boomerang?
_________________________________
-Give me back my ruby!
-I haven't got your ruby!
_________________________________
Okay. Well, now I've got your ruby.
_________________________________
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.
_________________________________
Please be careful.
_________________________________
That ruby means a lot to me.
It's priceless!
_________________________________
Hold on.
_________________________________
-It's a fake.
-(TITTERING)
_________________________________
No, it's blooming not. It's real!
_________________________________
No, no, no, look, it's just glass.
_________________________________
-It's real!
-Fake.
_________________________________
-Real! Real!
-Fake. Fake.
_________________________________
-Real!
-Fake.
_________________________________
-Real!
-Look, look, look.
_________________________________
You can tell. Watch this.
_________________________________
(SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
There, you see?
You can't break a real ruby.
_________________________________
Right. I probably
shouldn't have done that.
_________________________________
Look on the bright side.
I save your neck.
_________________________________
Once The Toad knows it's worthless,
he'll stop chasing you for it.
_________________________________
-Roddy St. James saves the day.
-(RITA GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Oh!
-(CRASH)
_________________________________
Good grief!
_________________________________
You try to do somebody
a favor, and they... Ow!
_________________________________
A favor? That ruby was from
Queen's Elizabeth's crown!
_________________________________
It fell down the drain
of Buckingham Palace!
_________________________________
Well, maybe the Queen
wears fake jewelry.
_________________________________
Keep still!
_________________________________
Can we just talk about this?
_________________________________
Real or not, that ruby
was going to change my life!
_________________________________
TAKEOUT: Han Chin Chinese takeout.
_________________________________
A madwoman's
attacking me with crayons!
_________________________________
-One chicken chow mein. With wonton?
-No, crayons!
_________________________________
No wonton! You want rice?
Fried or white?
_________________________________
-Fried. No, wait!
-You want wonton or what?
_________________________________
Cancel that order.
_________________________________
Rita?
_________________________________
Just go away, please.
_________________________________
"We"? Who's "we"?
_________________________________
You can't just leave me here!
_________________________________
Faster, you idiots! They're escaping!
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Oh, God! Oh...
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
No! Not the master cable!
_________________________________
We have a plan?
_________________________________
Put that back!
_________________________________
Wait, wait!
That will never hold both of us.
_________________________________
You're right. Toodle-oo.
_________________________________
Wait!
_________________________________
F-f-f-freeze!
_________________________________
Ah! (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Oh, no!
_________________________________
No, don't break!
_________________________________
There are things I want to do,
sights I want to see!
_________________________________
-That wasn't on the list.
-Aah! Hey!
_________________________________
-Do something!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Ow!
_________________________________
-(GROANING)
-(INHALING DEEPLY)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAM)
_________________________________
Keep your legs straight
when you hit the water!
_________________________________
I kept me legs straight, Spike.
_________________________________
(GROANING) Ow!
_________________________________
(PANTING) Good grief, that's high.
_________________________________
Quite high. Rather high.
So very, very high.
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
Hmm. Yeah.
_________________________________
Cool.
_________________________________
See ya!
_________________________________
Oh... If she can do it...
_________________________________
Here goes.
_________________________________
Ah! No!
_________________________________
Ah. (SCREAMS)
_________________________________
-(CRUNCHING)
-(WINCING)
_________________________________
-(CRUNCHING)
-Oh!
_________________________________
-(CRUNCHING)
-(WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
-(CRUNCHING)
-Ahh!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
And gently down.
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
-My ball.
-It's my ball, it's mine.
_________________________________
Rita! Rita!
_________________________________
Oh, where is she? Rita!
_________________________________
Target at twelve o'clock!
_________________________________
Oh, come on!
_________________________________
Careful, Whitey. That's a banana skin.
_________________________________
Rita!
_________________________________
Whew. Over there!
_________________________________
(SQUEALING)
_________________________________
(HORN BLARING)
_________________________________
-Ah! Whoa! Oh.
-(SPIKE LAUGHING)
_________________________________
You look pretty
ridiculous now, Millicent.
_________________________________
Ahh!
_________________________________
Keep your legs straight!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS AND MOANS)
_________________________________
Oh...
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-(SCREECHES)
_________________________________
What are you,
some kind of rat boomerang?
_________________________________
-Give me back my ruby!
-I haven't got your ruby!
_________________________________
Okay. Well, now I've got your ruby.
_________________________________
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.
_________________________________
Please be careful.
_________________________________
That ruby means a lot to me.
It's priceless!
_________________________________
Hold on.
_________________________________
-It's a fake.
-(TITTERING)
_________________________________
No, it's blooming not. It's real!
_________________________________
No, no, no, look, it's just glass.
_________________________________
-It's real!
-Fake.
_________________________________
-Real! Real!
-Fake. Fake.
_________________________________
-Real!
-Fake.
_________________________________
-Real!
-Look, look, look.
_________________________________
You can tell. Watch this.
_________________________________
(SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
There, you see?
You can't break a real ruby.
_________________________________
Right. I probably
shouldn't have done that.
_________________________________
Look on the bright side.
I save your neck.
_________________________________
Once The Toad knows it's worthless,
he'll stop chasing you for it.
_________________________________
-Roddy St. James saves the day.
-(RITA GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Oh!
-(CRASH)
_________________________________
Good grief!
_________________________________
You try to do somebody
a favor, and they... Ow!
_________________________________
A favor? That ruby was from
Queen's Elizabeth's crown!
_________________________________
It fell down the drain
of Buckingham Palace!
_________________________________
Well, maybe the Queen
wears fake jewelry.
_________________________________
Keep still!
_________________________________
Can we just talk about this?
_________________________________
Real or not, that ruby
was going to change my life!
_________________________________
TAKEOUT: Han Chin Chinese takeout.
_________________________________
A madwoman's
attacking me with crayons!
_________________________________
-One chicken chow mein. With wonton?
-No, crayons!
_________________________________
No wonton! You want rice?
Fried or white?
_________________________________
-Fried. No, wait!
-You want wonton or what?
_________________________________
Cancel that order.
_________________________________
Rita?
_________________________________
Just go away, please.
_________________________________
Um...
_________________________________
I'm sorry.
_________________________________
(SCOFFS) Sorry?
_________________________________
Me and my dad worked
these drains for years.
_________________________________
He broke every bone in his body
trying to get that ruby.
_________________________________
(SIGHING) It was going to be
the answer to all our prayers.
_________________________________
Now it turns out it was a stupid fake.
_________________________________
Well...
_________________________________
Maybe I can make it up to you.
_________________________________
-Get stuffed.
-No, no, no.
_________________________________
I mean it. Back at my place, we've got
_________________________________
a jewelry box crammed with rubies
and diamonds. Real ones. So...
_________________________________
All you have to do
is get me home to Kensington
_________________________________
and I'll make you rich
beyond your wildest dreams.
_________________________________
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________
How do I know this ain't
just a load of old rubbish?
_________________________________
Well, I suppose
you'll just have to trust me.
_________________________________
I must be out of my mind.
_________________________________
All right. You've got yourself a deal.
_________________________________
(SPITS)
_________________________________
Go on. You too.
_________________________________
You own hand.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
(SQUISHING)
_________________________________
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Imagining in December 2016 (later)
_________________________________
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(TRILLS)
_________________________________
(TRILLING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
-(RUSTLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(RUSTLING)
_________________________________
You again?
_________________________________
Get out of here.
_________________________________
-(TRILLS)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(CHOMPING)
_________________________________
Ugh!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
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