Chee-Chee, chuck me the forceps. Knew it would come in handy. Told you! Everybody knows what to do. Just breathe. Works for me. It's okay. Just hold on to my wing, sweetie. Dab-Dab's here. Oi. You are my apprentice. You keep her calm.
Dolittle
23.3s
You may be able to speak my language, but that does not make you worthy of the fruit. I know protecting the tree's your duty, but you won't be able to continue much longer... considering the damage you've taken and the pain you're in. Oh, you know nothing of my pain.
Dolittle
9s
But I do. I've felt it as well. The kind that doesn't come from a bullet or a blade, but cuts much deeper.
Dolittle
3.3s
Get over there! Looking for a tree, is it?
Dolittle
7.1s
And now in every moment and every movement, you feel that pain again. Yeah?
Dolittle
1.4s
Shh!
Dolittle
10.2s
What do you smell, Jip? Elderberries? Hemlock? Negative. Negative.
Dolittle
29.1s
- A bird. - A duck. Animals in the queen's chamber? I demand their immediate remov... Ah, Lady Rose. My apologies. Please forgive me. I didn't realize that you were part of... John Dolittle? - Is that Blaine? - Blair. Poopfling? - No. - It was Mudflap? - No, it's Müdfly. - It was... Müdfly. - With an umlaut. - Yes. - From the German. - Of course. - From the Germans. - Why is he here? Her Majesty has personally requested Dr. Dolittle.
Dolittle
1.4s
One minute.
Dolittle
4s
Take him, not me! I'm a good person now.
Dolittle
18.3s
Maybe I-I should stay here. I don't do well in crowds. We'll look after you, Cheech. But we all go together, just like the old days. Oh, don't forget Doc's forceps. That's a leek, Dab-Dab. Sure it is. Styx? No. Where are you? Oh. So, uh, would you care to come along?
Dolittle
10.1s
Stay here. Dab-Dab, clear out the humans. Boyo, fetch the "Botanical Index" and the tea tin. Everyone out. Do you understand the words coming out of my bill?
Dolittle
8.1s
Hmm. You are going back to whatever burrow you emerged from. Try not to shoot anything on your way home.
Dolittle
5s
Well, if he was my apprentice, he should fetch my bags and keep his gob shut.
Dolittle
4.8s
Ooh, that's got to hurt. Ow! My Barry berries. That will work.
Dolittle
16s
Rummaging through my private projects, is it? How is he? Well, first things first, the squirrel's name is Kevin. Expect a full recovery. And after some violent grooming, it's been decided. We will accompany you to Buckingham Palace after all.
