A Bug's Life Page #6
There ya go. Good job, fellas.
Keep up the good work.
Huh?
Okay!
[ Together]
You're fired! [ Laughing ]
[ Ants Cheering ]
Yes!
[ Mariachi Band ]
Whoo-hoo! Look at me!
I'm barefootin'! Whoo-hoo!
Yo, bugito,
dos granitos, pronto!
[ Skier]
You gotta try this, man!
[ Buzzing ]
La cucaracha, la cucaracha
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
[ Whimpering ]
[ Buzzing ]
...all the way back there
and it starts to rain, we might
as well be suckin' bug spray.
Ooh, don't even say that!
You know somethin'?
You're makin' a lot of sense.
I mean, why take the risk?
- You should tell Hopper.
- Good idea.
But, you know,
it's really not our place.
You're his brother.
That makes you, like...
the vice president of the gang.
Wow! It kinda does,
doesn't it?
Okay, I'll tell 'im.
I should talk to you guys more often.
- What if Hopper doesn't like it?
- Then the genius'll get smacked
and not us.
Vice President Molt.
[ Laughing ]
Ooh, yeah, that's good.
Oh, that's good.
- Ooh, a little lower. Ahh, lower.
- Hey ya, Hop.
- Go away.
- That's fine.
Then I won't tell ya my idea.
- Good!
- Okay, okay. I'll tell ya anyway.
I've been thinkin'-- which is somethin'
I do, bein' vice president and all.
This is a thought, and it was mine:
Why go back to Ant Island at all?
- You don't even like grain.
- What?
You're right. I didn't think
it was such a good idea myself.
It wasn't even my idea.
It was Axle and Loco's!
They talked fancy to me.
I got confused!
- [ Grumbles ]
- La cucaracha, la cucaracha
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
[ Music Stops ]
Guys, order another round...
because we're stayin' here!
- [ Cheering ]
- Yeah!
What was I thinking?
Going back to Ant Island.
I mean, we just got here,
and we have more than enough food
to get us through the winter.
Right? Why go back?
[ Music Resumes ]
But there was that ant
that stood up to me.
- Yeah, but we can forget about him!
- Yeah, it was just one ant.
- [ Mock Scared ] Ooo-oooh!
- One ant!
Yeah, you're right!
It's just one ant!
- Yeah, boss. They're puny!
- Hmm, puny.
Say, let's pretend this grain
is a puny little ant.
- Didn't that hurt?
- Nope.
- Well, how 'bout this one?
- Are you kiddin'?
- [ Laughing ]
- Well, how 'bout this?
[ Screaming ]
You let one ant stand up to us,
then they all might stand up.
Those puny little ants
outnumber us a hundred to one.
And if they ever figure that out,
there goes our way of life!
It's not about food.
It's about keeping those ants in line.
That's why we're going back!
He's quite the motivational
speaker, isn't he?
Let's ride!
[ Caribbean Band ]
-[ Ant ] To the bird!
-[ Ants ] The bird!
Hey!
- Hey!
- Whoo-hoo!
Hey!
- Hey!
- Whoo!
- Get down, roly boys!
- [ Laughing ]
- How low can you go? Sing it now.
- How low can you go
-Do it, Princess. How low can you go
-[ Laughs ]
And that's how my 12th husband died.
[ Laughs ]
So, now I'm a widow. I mean,
I've always been a black widow,
but now I'm a black widow widow.
[ Laughs ]
[ Laughing ]
Whoo!
- Thorny! Any sign of those fiends?
- Lemme check.
No, not yet.
But we'll be ready for 'em.
Blueberries, dismissed!
- [ Giggling ]
- And, uh, quit beatin' the boys up.
Those little raisins
do grow on ya.
Hey, how you guys doin'?
Some party, huh?
Is that grain dip fresh or what?
Okay, I've told everyone you'll be
stationed deep in the command bunker.
Party quiets down,
I sneak you out the back way
and then you're outta here forever.
Dim don't wanna go.
Well, if Dim stays he's gonna
need me here. He's not fully trained.
- I mean, house-trained.
- [ Chuckles ]
I, uh, I kinda promised the Blueberries
I'd teach 'em canasta.
It seems we've been booked
for an extended engagement.
[ Smooching, Laughing ]
Will you look at this colony?
Will you just look at this colony?
I don't even recognize it.
[ Chuckles ]
I feel 70 again!
Work that ab, baby!
[ Laughs ]
And I have you bugs to thank for it.
So-- thank you!
And, uh, thank you
for findin' 'em, Flik.
Me? Oh, ooh--
uh, uh, I'll get it.
I mean, if you don't mind,
I'll just--
- It's all tangled up.
- [ Laughing Nervously ]
- There.
- Ow!
I think I'll go check
on the bird. [ Giggling ]
- Bird's this way.
- [ Laughing Nervously ]
Yeah, the bird's that way.
[ Chuckling ]
She-- What?
[ Gasps ]
Jiminy H. Cricket!
[ Horn Blares ]
They're back!
Get ready, everybody!
Get to your posts!
Battle stations, everyone.
This not a drill.
Come on, everyone. You know your jobs!
Let's go, go, go, go!
- [ Screams ]
- Look out!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa there.
Steady, girls. That's it.
- Oh, it's P.T.
- P.T.?
Greetings and salutations!
Ooh-boppa-doo and how do you do?
I am the great P.T. Flea!
[ Laughs ]
I'm in need of your assis--
Oh, let's just cut to the chase.
Look, I've been goin'
from anthill to anthill.
I'm lookin' for a bunch of circus
performers. Have you seen 'em?
- [ Crowd Groans ]
- [ Gasps ]
Wait a second.
Ain't that Staff Sergeant Slim?
No, no, no. I'm sorry, no, but uh--
[ Continues, Indistinct ]
- [ Rustling, Groaning ]
- [ Whispering ] Be quiet!
Hey!
[ Flik ] You'll probably--
you'll probably want to get goin;
I guess you got a lot of other anthills
to check into, so, bye!
- [ All Gasp ]
- Ah, guys, I've been lookin'
all over for ya!
- Flaming Death is a huge hit!
- P.T! Sh--
- I'm serious. Word of mouth got around.
- P. T.! No!
The next day, there was a line of flies
outside the tent went on forever!
- It must have been a foot long!
-[ Rosie ] P. T., no!
So, I figured it out. You guys burn me
twice a night, I take a day off to heal,
and then we do it
all over again!
We'll be the top circus act
in the business! [ Guffaws ]
You mean, you're not warriors?
Are you kiddin'? These guys are the
lousiest circus bugs you've ever seen.
And they're gonna make me rich!
[ Chortling ]
You mean to tell me that
our entire defensive strategy...
was concocted by clowns?
Hey, hey, hey, hey. We really thought
Flik's idea was gonna work.
- Oops.
- Tell me this isn't true.
- No, you don't-- You don't--
- This couldn't have happened
at a more inopportune time!
The last leaf is about to fall!
[ Dr. Flora ] We haven't collected
any food for the grasshoppers!
If Hopper finds out
what we almost did--
Hopper is not going
to find out.
We're going to hide all this,
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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