- They've gotten away, sir. - Oh, really? I thought they disappeared into thin air. I'm afraid not, sir. They've escaped. Read the room, Lieutenant! I can see they've escaped.
Dolittle
10.1s
Feel like you belong now, kid? I guess I do. - We lost 'em. - I guess I do. Great work, gang. Eat our dust, Mudfly.
Dolittle
17.7s
I'll keep watch on these lions. That's what a bad boy dragonfly does. Would Dylan get this close to a lion? Would he get this close? How about this close? Oh, sh... This is bad. This is... very bad.
Dolittle
7.2s
While I was left watching over the rest of the crew, Dolittle and Stubbins snuck into the palace.
Dolittle
41.1s
Once inside, their path ended at a heavily bolted door, naturally. But Dolittle still had questionable contacts on the island. Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut... The opening bid will suffice. You have my attention. Don Carpenterino, I'm here on behalf of these humans. They will pay you handsomely for your family's lock-picking skills. You come to me for this, on the day of my daughter's wedding? Wait a minute. Which daughter? It's not... Sh-Sheila? My Sheila? She's getting married? - To a scorpion named Dylan. - Sorry, Boy Scout. I guess Sheila's into bad boys now.
Dolittle
2.9s
- Oh, no. - Oh, no.
Dolittle
12.1s
I let you down, Doc. Look at me. I'm fine. We're all fine. - I froze. - No, no, no, Cheech. It's okay to be scared. Mm-mm.
Dolittle
10.2s
Okay. When you wake up, everything will be fine. If I die, I swear I will haunt your house. Sterilize the scalpels. Do not lick any instruments. Patient's condition has stabilized.
Dolittle
2.4s
Oh, you were saying "warship."
Dolittle
8.1s
Lord Badgley. My lord. I come from the House of Lords. There is great concern for Her Majesty's health.
Dolittle
3.1s
Where we headed? South.
Dolittle
14.9s
Which way are the lifeboats? This whole thing is a death boat. Mini, mind the lookout. Stubbins, boy, I need you now more than ever... - to stand still. - I surrender! We surrender! Oh... hello, Blair, you chinless wonder.
Dolittle
3.2s
Stealing the journal is not a big deal.
Dolittle
6.9s
I... I... I... I'm too beautiful to die.
Dolittle
2.3s
Righto. Let's save this squirrel, shall we?
Dolittle
20.7s
Take the wheel, Stubbins. - Really? - Yeah, yeah. I have to calculate our route coordinates. The bees are buzzing about you. Seems you are getting a rudimentary grasp of their language. 35 degrees portside. Well, I-I have noticed when they fly in a zigzag pattern, they sort of go...
