Ice Age Page #3

Those ladies, they don't stand a chance.

- You have a cruel sense of humor.

- Don't let me cramp your style.

- Thanks, Manny. You're a pal.

- Without Pinky.

Manny, I need him.

So, ladies, where were we?

- Carl.

- Easy, Frank.

Pretty tail walks by, suddenly he moves

like a cheetah. And that tiger...

Yeah, Mr. Great Tracker.

Can't even find a sloth.

What am I? The wet nurse?

What are you lookin' at, bone bag?

Look at you. You're gonna

grow into a great predator.

I don't think so. What have you got?

You got a little patch of fur.

No fangs, no claws.

You're folds of skin wrapped in mush.

What's so threatening about you?

Does this look like

a petting zoo to you? Huh?

OK. All right, wise guy.

You just earned a time-out.

You think that's funny? How about this?

You'll be a little snack for the owls.

You're a brave little squirt, I'll give you that.

Thank goodness. Thank goodness.

No. A tiger.

Help. Help.

- Where's the baby?

- Manfred has him.

Just put me in your mouth.

Come on. Hurry up. He got me.

Help.

- Get away from me.

- It went this way.

Over here.

Carl. The tiger beat us to him.

Wait a minute.

He's dead all right.

Carnivores have all the fun.

Gosh, I hate breaking their hearts

like that. But you know how it is.

All right, thanks. You can put me down now.

Manny. Manny.

Guys, I thought we were in a hurry.

And Diego, spit that out.

You don't know where it's been.

Boy. For a second there,

I thought you were gonna eat me.

- I don't eatjunk food.

- Thought you were gonna...

I thought you were gonna... Were you?

Come on, wait up. Wait up. Come on,

come on. Can you wait a second, please?

Fellas.

Thanks for waiting.

Three, two, one...

Sure is faithful.

- Don't make me reach back.

- He started it.

I don't care who started it. I'll finish it.

Modern architecture. It'll never last.

Hiya, Manny.

Hi, Diego.

Hey, Sid.

- You're lost.

- No. I know exactly where we are.

Ask him directions.

- I don't need directions.

- Fine, I'll ask him.

Buddy. You see any humans go by here?

I love this game. I love this game. OK, OK.

Three words. First word.

Stomp. No, no. Stamp, stamp.

Let me try. Pack.

Good one, Manny.

Pack of long teeth and claws.

Pack of wolves? Pack of...

Pack of bears? Pack of fleas?

Pack of whiskers? Pack of noses?

- Pachyderm?

- Pack of lies.

Pack of troubles. Pack a wallop.

Pack of birds.

Pack of flying fish.

Great news. I found a short cut.

- What do you mean, short cut?

- I mean faster than the long way around.

I know what a short cut is.

Either we beat the humans to Glacier Pass

or we take the long way and miss 'em.

Through there? What do you take me for?

This time tomorrow,

you could be a free mammoth.

Or a nanny. I never get tired of peekaboo.

Guys. Guys. Check this out.

Sid, the tiger found a short cut.

No, thanks. I choose life.

Then I suggest you take the short cut.

- Are you threatening me?

- Move, sloth!

Way to go, tiger.

Quick. Get inside.

OK, I vote short cut.

Guys, stick together.

It's easy to get lost in here.

Guys?

A fish.

Will you keep up, please?

Hard enough to keep track of one baby.

I gotcha.

Captain, iceberg ahead.

Oh, no.

Yeah. Who's up for round two?

Tell the kid to be more careful.

Look, look. Tigers.

No, it's OK, it's OK. Look, the tigers

are just playing tag with the antelope.

- With their teeth.

- Come on, Sid, let's play tag.

You're it.

Sure. OK, OK, OK, where are the sloths?

You never see any sloths.

Have you ever noticed?

- Look, Manny, a mammoth.

- Somebody pinch me.

Hey, hey, this fat one looks just like you.

And he's got a family.

And he's happy.

Look, he's playing with his kid.

See? That's your problem.

That's what mammoths are supposed to do.

- Sid...

- Find a she-mmoth, have baby mammoths...

- Sid.

- What?

- Shut up.

- But...

Well, would you look at that!

The tiger actually did it. There's Half Peak.

Next stop, Glacier Pass.

- How could I ever have doubted you?

- Did you hear that, little fella?

You're almost home.

My feet are sweating.

Do we have to get a newsflash

every time your body does something?

He's doing it for attention.

Just ignore him.

Seriously! My feet are really hot!

Ow, ow, ow, ow!

- Tell me that was your stomach.

- Shh!

I'm sure it was just thunder.

From underground?

Come on, keep up with me!

I would if you were moving!

- Wow, I wish I could jump like that.

- Wish granted.

- Come on, move faster.

- Have you noticed the river of lava?

Hold Pinky.

Manny.

Manny, Manny, Manny, you okay?

Come on, come on, say something. Anything.

What? What? I can't hear you.

You're standing on my trunk.

- Oh, you're okay! Oh, you're okay!

- Why did you do that?

You could have died, trying to save me.

That's what you do in a herd.

You look out for each other.

Well, thanks.

I don't know about you guys,

but we are the weirdest herd I've ever seen.

I can't wait to get

my claws in that mammoth.

No one touches the mammoth

until I get that baby.

First, I'll slice its hind quarters into sections.

- I'll put the white meat in one pile and...

- Knock it off. I'm starving.

Next, the shoulders. Occasionally

tough, but extremely juicy.

- I told you to knock it off.

- Save your energy.

Mammoths don't go down easy.

There's only one way to do it.

First, you have to force it into a corner.

Cut off its retreat.

And when you three have it trapped,

I'll go for the throat.

Guys, we gotta get this kid outta the wind.

- How much further?

- Three miles.

I'm beat. We'll get there in the morning.

- What are you doin'?

- I'm putting sloths on the map.

Why don't you make it realistic

and draw him lying down?

And make him rounder.

- Perfect.

- I forgot how to laugh.

I'm a genius.

From now on you'll have to

refer to me as Sid, Lord of the Flame.

Lord of the Flame, your tail's on fire.

Thank you. From now on,

I'm gonna call you Diego.

Lord of Touch Me and You're Dead.

I'm just kiddin', you little knucklehead.

Lovebirds.

Look at this.

I don't believe it.

Come here, you little biped.

Come here, you little wormy-worm.

Come to Uncle Sid.

No, no, no, no, no, no. This way. This way.

No, no, no. No, go to him.

Go to him.

OK.

Good job. Keep practicin'.

Look at that. Our little guy is growing up.

All right, come on. Sleep time, lumpy.

Look at that big pushover.

You know, Diego, I've never had

a friend who would risk his life for me.

Yeah, Manny's... he's a good guy.

Yeah, he is.

Well, good night.

Let's get you all cleaned up. What's your

daddy gonna say if you go back all stinky?

Let me just clean that up.

That looks good. A little bit here.

- You clean up nice, little fella.

- I think he's starting to look like me.

Diego, what do you think?

- Maybe we shouldn't do this.

- Why not?

If we save him, he'll be a hunter.

And who do you think he'll hunt?

Maybe because we save him,

he won't hunt us.

Yeah, and maybe he'll grow fur and

a long skinny neck and call you Mama.

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