1:03:00
- What?
- Excuse me?
1:03:02
That's dumb. Dumb, dumb, Maurice.
1:03:04
What is the simple bite
on the buttocks among friends?
1:03:09
The party is over, Julian.
1:03:11
- Your brilliant plan has failed.
- What are you talking about?
1:03:15
Your friend here is what we call a
deluxe model hunting and eating machine.
1:03:20
- And he eats stake. Which is you.
- Get out of here.
1:03:25
Okey dokey, Maurice.
I admit it, the plan failed.
1:03:29
All is lost! We're all doomed.
1:03:33
The Foosas will come back and
goblbe us with their mouths!
1:03:36
- Because we are all stakes.
- I'm stake! Me, me, me, me!
1:03:42
Mr. Alex cannot stay here.
He belongs with his own kind.
1:03:46
- On the Foosa side of the island.
- By the power invested in me,
1:03:51
by the law of the jungle,
bla, bla, bla, bla.
1:03:54
- Be gone!
- What? Come on.
1:03:56
- Do I look like a stake to you?
- Yeah.
1:04:00
See, I told you I don't look like...
1:04:01
- Wait, wait, what did you say?
- Oh, yeah!
1:04:07
- He's going savage.
- Run for your lives!
1:04:12
Marty, run!
1:04:31
- A bullseye. Excellent shot, Maurice.
- Thank you.
1:04:41
Marty? I'm so sorry, Marty.
1:04:50
What is wrong with me?
1:04:56
Oh, no. What have I done?