Osmosis Jones Page #6
-What's your temperature?
-98.6.
-Is this broken again?
-Drix!
You get those skid marks
out of my class! Out the door!
This cat was sick before I
even got here.
Now boarding:
the 937,with nonstop service...
-... to the toilet bowl.
-Tickets, please.
IKeep it moving.
-Thank you.
-Drix!
-Yo, Drix!
-Jones?
Get your butt off this boat!
-Thrax is alive. Let's go.
-I' m sorry, Osmosis. I can't help you.
Excuse me?
I can't combat a virus.
Read my label.
Learn to think outside the pillbox.
IKeep it moving.
I know sugar pills who cured cancer,
because they believed.
Oh, I don't know, Ozzy. Look at me.
I' m cherry-flavored.
Hey, pal, are you on or off?
Fine. Flush your life
down the toilet.
The zipper's down.
All ashore that's going ashore.
-You know a pill who cured cancer?
-No.
It makes for a good pep talk.
Let's go catch a cold.
How about a hug for your Uncle Bob?
Okay. Nice talking to you too.
Hey, muscles.
-You don't look so good.
-I feel a little fluey.
You know what they say,
"Starve a cold, drown the flu."
Your body needs fluids.
And lots of them.
Is beer fluid?
Of course.
-What about all that wet stuff in it?
-I thought that was the beer.
No, finish that up.
Come on, we want to get better.
There we go. That's it.
That's my good washboard-tummy guy.
This is it. Men, go, go, go.
Hi, baby.
Why are you waiting?
Shoot him!
If you follow me, she dies.
Don't shoot.
-This ain't time to get carsick.
-I' m okay, I' m 1/8 Dramamine!
It's just this darn heat!
As long as it don't hit 108 degrees,
or Shane's an orphan.
Shane, look what I bought for you.
They' re false eyelashes.
Whatever.
Just close your eye.
You look good with falsies.
What the--?
Let me go!
Oh, don 't worry.
Shane will be fine.
I want to her to be at ease
and not worry.
Listen...
...why don't you sit her down
and tell her...
...that if anything happens to you,
I will take care of her. Okay?
I will nurture her,
I will love her...
...and when she's 16,
I'll boot her out.
Sixteen?
I' m not gonna mommy her forever, okay?
I mean, sixteen, sure.
Frank? Are you all right?
We 've a hostage situation
involving the mayor's aide.
Leah, girl, what were you thinking?
Now, we go live...
... to a chase in the superior
vena cava expressway.
Reports of a hostage are confirmed.
Look out!
Suspect is headed towards the uvula.
What the heck is a"uvala"?
-It's that dangly thing in Frank's--
-Boxer shorts! Okay!
Not that thing!
The one in his throat!
I knew that. I knew that.
Are you with me?
Frank, are you with me?
Are you okay?
I feel fine. Say it!
Frank. Hold on, here.
You 're going to the hospital.
The trip is off.
-Pull it over, big guy.
-The trip is off? No!
Shane, isn't that your dad?
Oh, my God.
Stop the bus!
Dad! Uncle Bob!
Shane, you' re here?
-I' m her niece!
-What happened?
Your daddy's had an accident.
-Is he okay?
-He's going to be fine.
I hope he's going to be okay.
Come on.
Let me go! Watch the hands, buddy!
-Hold up.
-Put me down!
-Critical one here!
-Coming through.
-What's the story on this one?
-I don't know. He's burning up.
Let's move on my mark.
One, two, lift!
-What is that nasty smell?
-Cherry. Wild cherry.
Now let her go.
Why? So you can ice me again?
No! So I can!
Virus con Dios.
Jones! Ooh, thank Frank.
Temperature?
-It's at 106.2.
-Put him in ice!
We gotta cool him down!
-We need some ice in here!
-Right, I'll get it.
Daddy?
Maggie.
No, Dad. It's me, Shane.
Come out, come out,
wherever you are.
I ain't got time for this.
This is Frank PD.
We have you surrounded.
Surrender.
-Give it up. You' re busted.
-Hand over the bracelet.
You' re making this too easy.
-Pollen?
-Check this out.
Oh, no!
Mother of Frank!
Enjoy the funeral, boys!
-We' re dead.
-How's your aim?
A lot better than yours!
What are you doing?
Saving Frank.
Let's do it.
You want Osmosis?
You've got Osmosis.
You just don't know when to quit,
do you, Jones?
You know what, Jones?
You want this chain so bad...
... Big Daddy Thrax
is gonna let you have it.
Looks good on you, Jones.
You wear it well.
It's a shame you came
this far just to die.
Who's the Germinator now?
It's a falsie.
Can you feel the heat, Jones?
Too bad you won't be here
to see me break my record...
...when I take down
She ain't going down.
-You are.
-What?
No!
We' re losing him. Breathe!
-Come on, man.
-Daddy! No! I don't want to lose you!
-Take her out.
-Come on, honey.
-No, that's my dad!
-The doctor's doing everything he can.
Hey! Wait!
Frank!
Frank!
Things are grim as temperatures
rise dangerously.
We 've lost contact
with the extremities.
NNN will stay on the air
as long as possible.
When we return, household appliances
that can improve your golf swing.
You silly twit, don 't you get it?!
We are going to die!
I knew it. At the first dark cloud,
you fall apart.
-Moron!
-Phony!
Gentlemen, playing with you has been
the greatest pleasure of my life.
He's not coming back.
He's not gonna make it.
Come on, sweetheart.
He'll be....
That's it.
-Wait, hey.
-Daddy!
I' m so sorry.
I didn't mean to say that.
I don't blame you for Mom's death.
I didn't mean it.
You' re the greatest dad in the world.
Look!
Get that thing
to the hypothalamus now!
Okay, I' m calling it.
I' m sorry. sweetie.
Come on. I know.
Wait a minute!
He's got a pulse!
He's coming back.
One-oh-seven-point-seven.
One-oh-seven-point-six.
Your mama says,"Hi."
As temperatures stabilize, a
grateful city salutes Osmosis Jones.
Jones has been reinstated
to the force with full privileges.
Ozzy, can I count on you
to keep Frank in shape?
We got that insurance
exam next month.
You' re going to have to talk
to my new partner.
-If he feels like hanging around.
-But my visa's expired.
We'll go to the hemorrhoid
and get you a good lawyer.
Come here, baby. I' m still Jonesing
for a little more Osmosis.
Oh, my God. Look how beautiful.
I told you it'd be worth it.
Didn't think I'd break a sweat
coming up here. But I did.
Yeah, it was kind of a long drive.
Carrot?
I wonder what this does.
-Dad.
-Was that you?
What the heck.
Out with the old, in with the new.
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