:40:03
whisked George off on a private jet
bound for the country of his birth...
:40:06
where he would get the finest
medical treatment available.
:40:09
I'm gonna get you the finest
medical treatment available.
:40:13
As for those pesky, pernicious
and putrid poachers, Max and Thor...
:40:17
they awaited their fate
in the Bujumbura jail.
:40:20
You two, out.
:40:23
- Acquitted?
- No, deported.
:40:26
Meanwhile, Kwame and his men faced
the next-to-impossible task...
:40:29
of picking out George's assailant
from a line-up of the usual suspects.
:40:34
Too short. Too sweaty.
:40:37
Wait a second! That's the guy.
That's the guy who shot him.
:40:40
- I never forget a face.
- Me?
:40:49
No, Max. Forget about it. I do not want
to listen to any more of your ideas.
:40:53
You'll like this one. We're gonna steal
Georgie-boy's talking ape.
:40:58
- You mean, back up the mountain?
- Thor, that ape is our ticket...
:41:00
out of poaching
and into show business.
:41:03
- No.
- Think about it. We got a talking ape.
:41:06
What do Siegfried and Roy have?
:41:08
- Sequins?
- Exactly.
:41:10
Get ready for room service,
mate, and girls.
:41:13
We're gettin' our ape
and going to Vegas.
:41:16
By next weekend,
we'll be headlining at the Tropicana.
:41:19
- Nobody is gonna stop us.
- Right.
:41:21
George of the Jungle
must be halfway to Frisco by now.
:41:24
Ah, but the plotting poachers
were only half correct...
:41:28
for at that very moment, our handsome
hero was all the way to San Francisco.
:41:32
- Yes, Mother, I'm safe.
- You're sure you didn't
catch dengue fever?
:41:35
No, Mother, I did not
catch dengue fever.
:41:37
- Well, how's your temperature?
- Normal.
:41:40
- Colour of your tongue?
- Pink.
:41:43
- What about your hmm-hmm?
- Regular.
:41:45
Now, Lyle.
How is my darling future son-in-law?
:41:48
Lyle is--
:41:53
He's happy to be home, Mom.
Could you hold on one second?
:41:59
George, please don't call any animals
into the car, okay? Thanks.