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Don't leave me hanging, Ranger.

Furley's right there. He looks up to me.

The hunters are returning.

We need to move.

I have the lead.

Everyone follow me.

- Hm!

- He has the lead?

- Stay in formation.

- In formation, stay!

This is really dangerous!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

- Hold on.

- Oh, boy.

This is a fast paced day.

I love it though.

We should catch up with the others.

Wait!

Just ate, that's the only thing

holding me back. How you doing?

Ow!

- Come on!

- Ah!

Whoa!

My name's Reggie, by the way.

I'm a Pisces.

I'm Jenny. I'm running for my life.

Round them up, boys!

Everyone, this way.

This way, everyone.

There they are!

Quick!

- Oof!

- Furley!

Gotcha.

Yah!

Out of the way!

- Come on, come on, come on!

- Gah-yah!

Come here, you!

Whoa! Sh!

Whoa. Come on.

- Okay, he's leaving.

- Great.

So, what's a Pisces?

Oh, wow.

Is everything okay?

I don't know. Is it?

Oh, I fell out of the nest

when I was a baby.

- Oh! So, that's why your eye is...

- What's wrong with my eye?

I'm just kidding.

Whenever I get nervous, it goes...

There! Now there's just one of you.

Ranger, what should we do now?

We should return home

and report what happened.

No. We should attack the fort

and free your captured comrades.

Furley and Amos are my friends,

but we cannot risk the safety

of the flock.

Then I'll go myself

if you lack the courage.

- Oh!

- Courage?

Oh...

I'll show you courage!

Yeah!

Harsh.

Enough with your impressive

and very gross display.

Let's just get back home.

Oh!

- Wow.

- It's all about confidence.

Ow!

Bradford! Come out here!

Get out here! Governor Bradford!

Please, gentlemen, please.

Settle down, all right?

- You guys act like you're starving.

- We are starving!

We want the food in storage!

We have talked about this.

That food is for the coming feast

- with the Wampanoag Indians.

- But we're hungry now!

- We're all hungry.

- You don't look hungry!

I've got a hypothyroid issue.

Now as you know,

we have not stored enough food

to see us through the winter.

See that hill? That's last winter.

That will be all of us, if we do not

become friends with the Indians.

We need their help. Without it,

we will not survive, all right?

Oh! Ha...

Oh!

Three days, that's it.

I promise.

- You can all hold out.

- Yes!

Governor Bradford is right.

We can all hold out...

Except for Clancy.

But he was sick on the boat,

so that's not on me.

- We want that food in storage.

- Give us them keys!

Mummy!

Standish has returned!

Standish!

Myles, you've returned!

Hi!

Ha-ha!

Did I tell you I was gonna provide food

for ye, yes I did, didn't I?

Ha! You call that a bounty?

Standish, the people want my head.

And if we do not have the feast,

I'm afraid they will take it.

We need food. Anything at this point.

I said I would get you turkeys...

Oh!

...and that's what you are going to get.

Even more than you can eat.

Right, well, good chat.

Talk tomorrow.

What a personality.

So, Alpha Turkey up there...

...what's the story?

You two, um, rubbing wattles or...

Ew! No, Ranger is my brother.

Get inside!

Inside, get!

And you know, even if he wasn't...

I'm looking for more mind

and less muscle.

Really? Are you serious?

'Cause I have like almost no muscle.

Literally, I'm like nothing.

Maybe you should get that looked at.

- After you.

- Whoa!

It's a tiny drop, I promise.

Whoa!

Oh...

Glutes.

So this is... everyone.

An army in need of a commander.

Wow, I've never seen so many turkeys

in one place actually doing things.

I'm just shocked.

So, in the future,

turkeys just sit around all day

eating and staring at the wall?

Yes. I mean, no!

No, that would be...

I mean, some do. No one I know.

If we weren't doing things,

we'd become dumb.

- Don't you think?

- Hm...

- Hello, wild undomesticated

- Oh no.

Simple turkeys from the distant past.

I have brought you a gift,

and the gift is me. I am Jake.

I have traveled

in a time machine named S.T.E.V.E.

In order to stop Thanksgiving

and get turkeys off the menu!

What's Thanksgiving?

Yeah, that's right. It hasn't happened.

It's a feast of sorts.

What's a menu?

A menu, it's like a list of food items

in a restaurant.

- What's a restaurant?

- That's not important.

What's important is

that you stop asking me questions

and agree to follow me blindly!

No!

We will not fight.

I am Broadbeak, leader of the flock.

And this is Leatherbeak, high elder

and my most trusted advisor.

Huh! You...

...have traveled a great distance.

You...

Hm...

...and your lovely wife.

She's beautiful, so soft and feminine.

Father, this is Jake and Reggie.

They're from the future, apparently.

Father?

Please, walk with me.

Jake, you speak with deep conviction.

- Well, I can speak even...

- deeper if you like.

We did not always live underground.

We lived above in the trees,

but then the settlers came...

...and we were forced into hiding.

But we were safe

and over time,

we turned what we thought our prison,

into our home.

I understand,

sir, but...

The Great Turkey told me

what I must do.

I know, "The Great Turkey,"

terrible name

for an imaginary friend, right?

It is my destiny.

Well, Jake, let me show you our destiny.

Careful.

This is our future.

Our destiny lies with them.

You are welcome to stay

as long as you like

but as long as you are here,

you will respect our ways.

We do not fight. We defend.

We protect and we survive.

Yes, sir.

Oh, Reggie, look. Here.

- Just hold it like this.

- Whoa, whoa!

I'm not really the baby holding type.

It's easy. Even a super advanced

future turkey can do it.

Oh, she wants you to throw up

some worms into her mouth.

What girl wouldn't?

Oh, that's sweet and disgusting.

I think she likes me.

Yeah, maybe she does.

Oh, almost fell.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, you ticklish?

You ticklish? Ah!

Ho!

Well, good night,

Reggie from the future.

Good night, Jenny from my dreams.

What? What, you want some worms?

I'm not gonna do it, it's disgusting.

Mama?

- Oh, my stomach's aching.

- Mine, too.

This is it, my friend.

The end.

El final,

unless we figure a way out.

You got something?

Yes, Furley, I knew your big freaking

cabeza was good for something!

Furley, that's a flying pony.

Two birds and a handful of grain.

This feast will be more of a fast

at the rate we're going.

Makes you wonder if Captain Standish

is losing his edge.

You were wondering what?

Uh... Nothing, Captain.

The problem with you boys is

you're thinking about

where them turkeys are...

...and not where they ain't.

This is where we got them last two.

They're leading us away

from something.

Something they're protecting.

You're saying they're doing it

on purpose? Like they're smart.

I've hunted everything that's walked,

crawled or flown

and I always get me quarry.

These turkeys,

they're up to something.

So tomorrow,

we start off in this direction

and we don't stop looking till we get

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