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45.4s
Prepare my ride. Today's gonna be a good day. I'm gonna do nothing... just prance around, think my own thoughts and... - Oh, he's walking this way. Not a great sign. - Oh, uh... He's got no beard. He looks motivated. Uh, no. Plimpton, don't be alarmed. People only say that when they're about to be alarming. - Look, I know it's been a while. - Sorry about this. - And sorry about that. - All right. I'm unavailable. Unavailable for the man who changed your life? We're going to save the queen, bro! I am not your bro. You should be an Eskimo's rug by now. - Ow. Claws. - Ow! Beak! - Claws. - Beak! Now, now, gentlemen. Oh, you've gained weight. Why are you riding me? There's, like, four horses in front of us. Cheer up, angry bird. Kick back and enjoy the ride. I am the ride.
Dolittle
48.2s
...we have no choice but to embark on this perilous journey to obtain the fruit of the Eden Tree. What? Eden Tree. Oh, my. Fantastic. The Dolittles with their Eden Tree Island. - Isn't it enough that your wife... - Shut up, Blair! Sorry, I-I meant to say: "Lovely to see you again, Blair." We're off now. Ta-ra. Oh, its fruit is said to cure every malady known to man, grant eternal life, even restore the hair on your head. You must let nothing pass her lips that hasn't been made and served by you. Clear? Yes, I'll see to it. That's us to the carriage. Jip, you need to stay behind and guard the queen. - Very important. - Right, guard dog mode. Stand back, everyone, while I secure the perimeter.
Dolittle
21.8s
Is that a Turner? Must be. What a fine painting. I say, Dolittle, what is your plan? The plan? Uh, I suppose we do need one. Well, the queen's only hope is a cure that's never been tested, from a tree that's never been seen, on an island that's never been found. Sounds ridiculous saying it out loud. But regardless of that...
Dolittle
49.1s
Oh... I'm unarmed. I pose no threat to you. The emotional stress over the years has done damage to your stomach. Get away from me. You have a severe impaction of the colon, and if I don't manually fragment it, it'll go septic. You won't be able to protect anything anymore. Ooh, that sounds like some tummy ache. Tell you what, give us five minutes. If you don't feel better, you can fry us all. Stop talking. Just get on with it. We have to get you on your side. We need to perform an emergency extraction. Extraction? Uh, what are we pulling out? - Go get 'em, gang. - Got your back, Doc. It's showtime. Three, two, one. Turn.
Dolittle