Ferdinand
- PG
- Year:
- 2017
- 108 min
- $70,466,891
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(BUZZING)
(BUZZING LOUDLY)
VALIENTE:
Show me what you got!
BONES:
Come on, guys!I can do this.
BONES:
Ha-ha, didn't hurt!(BOTH GRUNTING)
Ha-ha!
You got nothin' on me, Bones!
Hey! I'm the best!
GUAPO:
I'm goin' get ya now!(BONES LAUGHING)
All right,
let's do this thing.
BONES:
You can't catch me!(GASPS)
VALIENTE:
Yeah, run away!Whoa!
VALIENTE:
Get outta my way!Watch it!
Careful.
(GASPS)
That was close.
VALIENTE:
Is that all you got?Hi, buddy.
I told you I'd be back.
(SNIFFING)
Wow.
VALIENTE:
The truck!BONES:
Whoo-hoo!Out of my way, losers!
Hey!
GUAPO:
Guys, check it out.BONES:
Wow, cool!Yes! The winner's truck.
It's happening today?
What's happening today?
Ugh.
Don't you know anything,
Ferdinand?
If that truck's here,
it means the matador's
gonna pick a bull.
Who do you think
he's gonna pick?
Duh, my dad.
And when my horns come in,
it'll be my turn.
(SNORTS)
People will come
from all over Spain
just to see me,
the great Valiente!
The fiercest bull of all time.
(GASPS)
I'll take him down big time.
(WHIMPERING)
Man versus bull.
Will it be pretty? No.
(SCREAMS)
Will it be awesome? Heck yeah!
The crowd will go nuts,
making me a champ.
I'll spend the rest of my days
living like a king.
Dream on, Valiente.
I'm the one
who's getting selected.
I'm already
working on my victory smile.
(CLICKS TONGUE)
Hey, the matador's here!
Where? Where? Oh, no.
I feel sick. Oh, Mama. (GAGS)
There's no matador, Guapo.
What?
(LAUGHS) What a wimp.
Forget it, Guapo.
He's gonna pick me.
I'm the fastest, baddest
bull around. (GRUNTS)
I'm so fast,
they won't see me coming.
Bones?
Yeah?
You're never
gonna get selected.
You wanna know why?
Why?
(BOTH GRUNT)
(GROANS)
'Cause you're a puny
bag of bones, Bones.
You okay?
I don't need your help,
weirdo.
I'm fine!
Careful.
Oh, what do you got there,
Ferdinand?
Uh, nothing.
"Uh, nothing."
Hey! Don't you guys have
some more headbutting to do?
Nah, this is way more fun.
Can you believe this guy?
The matador is gonna
pick a bull...
and all he's worried about
is a dumb flower.
Cut it out, Valiente!
Make me.
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Valiente.
Aw, flower bull is scared.
I'm not scared.
Then fight.
That's what bulls do.
You can hit me if you want,
You're just gonna let him
smack ya?
What? Where's the fun in that?
Whatever.
Have your stupid flower.
(BULLS BELLOWING)
Wish me luck, Ferdinand.
Good luck, Dad.
(GRUNTING)
Go get 'em, Dad!
Come on, guys,
let's see 'em over here.
Out of my way!
Go, bulls!
Whoo-hoo!
Whoa!
(BOTH BELLOWING)
It's the matador.
He's gonna pick!
(GAGS) I feel sick.
(RETCHING)
(GRUNTS)
You'll get 'em next time, Dad.
Who asked you?
What are you looking at?
FERDINAND'S FATHER: Ferdinand!
Ah, there you are! (LAUGHING)
He picked me.
Can you believe it?
Your dad is gonna fight
for glory in the ring.
You really have to go?
Yeah, of course I have to go.
Come on, Ferd.
This is what every bull
dreams of, right?
I guess.
Is it okay
if it's not my dream?
Well, uh...
Look, Ferd,
you're still a kid, you know.
When you grow up,
Everything's gonna change.
I'll tell you one thing
that's gonna change...
you're gonna be bigger
and tougher than your old man,
that's for sure.
No way.
Yes way.
(LAUGHS) Yeah.
And then you'll see...
you're gonna get in that ring
and you are gonna
be the champ.
Can I be a champ
without fighting maybe?
Oh, Ferdinand.
I really wish the world
worked like that for you,
I do.
But that's just
not how it is for us.
You understand?
(TRUCK GATE OPENS)
Okay, it's time.
You're gonna come back, right?
What? That matador
doesn't stand a chance, okay?
Okay.
And after I win,
I'm coming back here,
and I'm gonna show you
all my moves.
Even my secret ones.
(SIGHS)
(YAWNS)
(TRUCK BEEPING)
(GASPS)
Dad!
Dad.
(BREATHING SHAKILY)
VALIENTE'S FATHER:
I called it.
That bull was soft.
And the soft ones
always go down.
You better bull up.
Oh, hey, what are you
doing out here?
Come on. Get back, get back.
Come back to the stall.
Come on, little guy. (GRUNTS)
A calf is out! Get him!
(PANTING)
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
(GASPS)
(GASPS)
(GRUNTS)
Get him!
(PANTING)
(RANCH HAND
SPEAKING SPANISH)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(GASPS)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
(GASPS)
(PANTING)
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(GROANING)
(BARKING)
(GASPS)
(DOOR CREAKS)
It's okay.
Shh. It's okay.
Hi, there.
(WHIMPERS)
Don't be afraid,
little big guy.
(SNIFFING)
(GIGGLING)
Oh.
You like flowers?
(SNIFFING)
I'll take good care of you.
Come on.
(BARKS AND GROWLS)
(PANTING)
This is your home now.
Go on. It's okay.
(GIGGLING)
(SNIFFING)
(EXHALES)
(INHALES)
(BELLOWS)
(BOTH GIGGLING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Always out of place
I knew I needed
something new for me
I never knewjust
what that was
Okay, your turn.
Finding something safe
was just like
Trying to catch
a bird in flight
I knew that I would
never touch
Who's my good boy?
You're my good boy.
Hey, I thought
I was the good boy.
Good night, Ferdinand.
'Cause I'm happy
to call this
Home
No more running
I'm good knowing
That I belong
Happy to call this
Home
I got loving
NINA:
Ferdinand!(GASPS)
Don't care who knows it
Happy to call this
Home
Oh, yeah, oh
Ugh!
(NINA GRUNTING)
(PACO YELLING)
(CRASHING)
(GIGGLES)
(BELLOWS)
(BELLOWS)
Being me was hard enough
was too much
All I want is something real
(BELLOWS)
Now I won't let go
(SNEEZES)
'Cause I'm happy
to call this
Home
No more running
I'm good knowing
That I belong
Happy to call this
Whoo-hoo!
(MOOS)
(BARKING)
(NINA CACKLING)
Oh, eh, oh
Oh, yeah
Oh, eh, oh
Boy, I'm happy to call this
Whoo!
Home is where you're happy
Good night, Ferdinand.
Find where you're happy
'Cause I'm happy
to call this
Home
(STRAINING)
(STRAINING)
(BELLOWS LOUDLY)
Jorge, rise and shine, buddy.
Come on, Jorge, wake up!
Let's go!
(CROWS)
Music to my ears.
Ah, it's gonna be a good one.
Oh, I can feel it
in my horns.
(PACO BARKING)
Hey, Paco!
Paco!
Pac-attack. Hey, dawg.
Stoked?
Have you ever seen me stoked?
Look, I've got some bad news.
Gonna stop you right there.
No bad news allowed
'cause today
Only the greatest day
of the year.
Okay, that's the thing.
This year...
Hold that thought.
Hey, Maria. You ready to put
those wings to work?
(CLUCKS)
Hey, hey, hey. I just finished
herding those chickens.
Launch.
Maria?
Oh, no. Maria?
Congratulations.
Maria!
You shot Maria into the sun.
(CLUCKING)
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, way to go, Maria.
Who says a chicken can't fly?
Uh, the laws of nature say it.
I say it.
Chickens are chickens.
Here we go.
Dogs are dogs, and...
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