Doogal Page #4
Sorry, sir.
ls that a falling star, Trude?
Falling?!
Do not talk about falling when we are floating perilously above the earth in a homemade balloon!
Hmm.
Okay.
Aren't the stars beautiful?
Mm-hmm.
So beautiful!
Wouldn't you love to be one of them?
I'd give anything.
You'd make a wonderful star.
Oh, Brian.
Now you're just playing with me.
So serene.
So heavenly.
Traveling everywhere in a limo!
Always looking down on everyone.
Ohhh, yes!
We should get some sleep, man.
Seriously, is that all you think about?
Well, only when l'm awake.
l can't sleep.
l'm too worried about Florence.
She's so helpless without me.
She must be petrified.
Pet...fried?
Bad karma!
lt's just, we're a team.
Whatever we do, we do it together.
Her life would be quite empty without me there.
Yeah.
Me sleepy now.
During scary thunderstorms, she insists l sleep on the bed with her...
for her protection.
She just loves to throw a tennis ball.
And who's always there to bring it back,
just so that she can have the enjoyment of throwing it again?
l'm telling you, Dylan,
Really.
Really.
l know I do.
Hey, guys, Skull lsland.
lt looks just like it does in the movies.
lce.
That means more Zeebad.
Something strange is definitely afoot.
Oh, it's definitely afoot.
Hope Kong's not awake.
Guys, this place looks kind of creepy.
Maybe we should circle the island again.
Ah!
We're a couple of real Tomb Raiders, aren't we, sir?
There we go.
Welcome to the Aztec Galleria Mall.
Let's bounce.
Hold up, sir, hold up.
After me, sir.
lt could be dangerous, and l've got a sixth sense.
Yes, and you almost lost three through five.
Why don't you use some common sense?
l'm gonna go check for hieroglyphics.
Ah, here we go.
Men's room, food court...
Ha!
Booby-trapped lobby.
Well, that was a bad idea.
Someone could get hurt walking through here.
Land, ho!
What was that?
They're still alive?!
Well, wax my mustache!
lt's perfect!
lt'll be like mice in a mousetrap.
They'll clear the way, and then we just stroll in and get the cheese.
Quite evil of you, sir!
Are you sure we're sure about this?
lt's not too late to turn around.
Or...
Whoa!
Aah!
Ow!
Sorry.
Hey!
Look at all these cool plants!
Ohh!
We should, like, send Zeebad a bouquet.
l think we must have passed him.
Nice one, Train.
No worries, Rabbit.
Wait here, and keep your pistons pumping.
We're gonna need 'em for a quick getaway.
Oh, look!
Full of caveman pictures!
lt might just mean ''Welcome,'' or ''Aloha,'' or, uh...
''Death to All Who Come Here.''
l know.
Why don't you go on up ahead.
We'll be right behind you, prayin'.
Oh, for Pete's sake, I'll go.
lt's amazing we've gotten this far with all this whining and sarcasm.
lf we put half as much work into the mission as we put into our bickering...
l guess Brian really does have a backbone.
And here's an idea.
Why don't we stop thinking just about ourselves and start paying attention to what's going on around us instead of living in our own little bubble.
Nobody ever asks, ''Brian, what do you think about politics?
''Brian, seen any good movies lately?
Brian, are you any good at video games?''
Because, yes, l am.
l have excellent reflexes.
But if l gotta hear one more joke about snail-mail or being shell-shocked, l think l'm gonna lose my cool!
Because, honestly, the wrong words can be crushing.
Hmm.
Let's go!
l never thought l'd say this, but what a snail!
You know when you have butterflies in your tummy?
Well, the poor little train had butterfiles in his boiler.
Hmm!
Hey!
Whoa!
Anybody find the diamonds?
Whoa, whoa!
Let's use our inside voices, Doogal.
Start looking for clues.
Hmm.
This must be where they had all the luaus.
Oh, a throne!
The perfect place to enjoy my last piece of bubble gum.
Oh, look.
A recline button.
Ohh!
Ohh!
Oh, no!
Dudes, what...?
Whoa!
What...?
Oh, look!
Cool light show!
Very Pink Floyd.
No!
They're alarm beams.
Someone has to get through to the diamond.
But l'm chewing my gum.
l'm a little jumpy.
Didn't y'all hear Brian before?
l'll do it!
l used to be a dancer, you know.
Back when I was on Soul Train, I had all the moves.
Stop talking, Ermintrude, and please get me out of here!
Om.
Ohh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah...yow!
Hoo!
Ha ha!
l am so fly!
Sweet move!
That was great...!
No!
Oops!
Ohh!
Whoa!
Here's Johnny!
Someone order ribs?
Bring out the dead!
Pirates of the Caribbean!
Hey, thought we said no Disney jokes.
Whassup?
Oh, look, we got Bone Thugs-n-Harmony up in here.
Ooh! Scary red eyes.
Lookin' all Dawn of Dead and everything.
Anybody know karate?
l trained with Morpheus.
l know kung-fu, John Woo, judo, kendo, tae kwon do, Wu-Tang Clan, and chai tea.
Ha!
Can you teach me some of that?
Dylan, can you beat them up?
My name is Neo.
Hey, l'm Steve.
There is no spoon.
Aw, man!
Steve's down!
Moo!
Uh...
That's what l call pulling yourself together.
Okay, ready guys?
On three.
One...two...
Maybe we shoulda done that on two.
l have a bone to pick with you.
Behind you!
What?
Hey.
lt's hammer time.
Ha ha!
You know you can't touch this.
Wax on...wax off!
Hmm.
A good group effort.
Now let's grab the diamond and head out.
Why do l always get the shaft?
Lucky l have tunnel vision.
Ouch.
Whoa!
Ohh!
So...the fearless warrior of legend has come to claim the diamond.
Just a couple of Muggles on our way to Hogwarts, here for a pickup from He Who Must Not Be Named.
ls that you, governor?
What?
Look, do you want the diamond or don't you?
Oh.
Well, if you're offering.
Yes, please.
l've got a better idea.
Let's jump him.
Cha...
...arge!
lt was just a thought.
How about...
run away!
Aah!
Aah!
Hey!
Hey!
l promise, l won't ever bury another bone ever again!
Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
Fiddlesticks!
Way to finally step up, Doogal.
Well done.
Well, if you keep your cool and try not to freak out, it's amazing what you can do.
Now let's grab the diamond and get out of here.
Whoa!
lt's gone!
Oh, someone's been watching CSI.
Now, l'd like to thank the Academy--
Coming, sir!
Ohh, you just can't get good help these days.
So, which one of you knuckleheads wants to tell me where the third diamond is?
Nope!
Resistance is futile!
lt's about to get chilly in here!
You don't want to press our buttons, right, Doogal?
Aah!
Yeah!
That's the last we'll see of them.
Huh?
Hello, sir!
Aah!
No!
My fault, sir!
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