Who are you talking to? Alpha: No, wait! Wait! Beta: What's Dug doing?! Gamma: Why's he with that small mailman?! Beta: Where are they?! Alpha: There he is. Where are you? Dug: I am here with the bird, and I will bring it back, and then you will like me.
Alpha: You are wise, my trusted lieutenant.
Ha ha ha! Do you not agree with that which I am saying to you now? Beta: Sure, but the second Master finds out you sent Dug out by himself, none of us will get a treat. His fool's errand will keep him most occupied. Alpha: Do not mention Dug to me at this time. I wonder if he's found the bird on his 'very special mission'. Gamma: Yeah! Your voice sounds funny! Alpha: Beta! Gamma! Mayhaps you desire - SQUIRREL!? Mayhaps you desire to challenge the ranking that I have been assigned by my strength and cunning. Beta: Hey, Alpha, I think there's something wrong with your collar. Find the scent, my compadres, and you too shall have much rewarding from Master for the toil factor you wage. Soon enough the bird will be ours yet again. We better tell him someone took the bird. Gamma: Hang on, I picked up the bird's scent! Beta: Wait a minute, what's this? Chocolate, I smell chocolate! Gamma: I'm getting prunes and denture cream! Who are they? Beta: Oh, man, Master will not be pleased. Dug: Hi, there! Carl: Did that dog just say "Hi, there"? Dug: Oh, yes! My name is Dug. Carl: We found your dog! Wonder who he belongs to. It's called "See Who Can Be Quiet The Longest." Russell: Cool! My mom loves that game! All right then. Carl: Time to earn it! Ĭarl: Let's play a game. Carl: You got a run away in terror badge? Russell: No. Carl: What're you doing up here, kid? Russell: I found the snipe and I followed it under your porch, but this snipe had a long tail and looked more like a large mouse. Carl: No! Russel: Well, I gotta help you cross something. Carl: No! Russell: I could help you cross your porch. Carl: No! Russell: I could help you cross your yard. Are you in need of any assistance today, sir? What is it? Carl: No! Russell: I could help you cross the street. And I am a Wilderness Explorer in Tribe 54, Sweat Lodge 12. Tom: Really? Carl: When I'm DEAD! Tom: I'll take that as a "maybe".
You in the suit!? Yes, you?! Take a bath, hippie! Tom: I am not with him! This is serious! He's out to get your house! Carl: Tell your boss he can have our house. Tom: You poured prune juice in his gas tank. Carl: I believe I made my position to your boss quite clear. Whaddaya say to that? I'll.take that as a "no", then. Tom: Well, just to let you know, my boss'll be happy to take this little place off your hands for double his last offer. Tell your boss over there that you boys are ruining our house. Need any help, sir? Carl: Uh, no.Er, yes. Young Carl: No!Ĭonstruction Worker Tom: Hey, morning, Mr. Newsreel Announcer: But what's this? Scientists cry foul! The national explorer society accuses Muntz of fabricating the skeleton. Who would dare set foot on this inhospitable summit? Why, our subject today, Charles Muntz! Lurking in the shadow of majestic Paradise Falls, it sports plants and animals undiscovered by science. What you are now witnessing is footage never before seen by civilized humanity: a lost world in South America. Dialogue Newsreel Announcer: Movietown News presents, " Spotlight on Adventure".
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