The Rescuers Down Under Page #3

Come on, Wilbur. Wake up, boy!

- DOCTOR:
Three degrees right.

- Come on!

- Three degrees right.

- Down two degrees.

Don't go down two!

- Down two degrees.

- Ready!

No, I'm not ready! No, please!

Aim!

Please don't do this to me.

DOCTOR:
Fire!

- (GUNSHOT)

- WILBUR:
Ow!

Oh! Oh! (MOANING)

Now we just gotta

figure out how to get there.

So are you and your husband here

on a little outback excursion?

No, we're not married.

In fact, we're here

on a top secret mission.

Very hush-hush.

Gonna rescue that kid

McLeach nabbed?

Why, that's right! How did you know?

You'll find it's tough

to keep secrets in the outback, miss.

So which way you taking?

Suicide Trail through Nightmare

Canyon, or shortcut at Satan's Ridge?

- "Suicide Trail"?

- Good choice.

More snakes, less quicksand.

Then once you cross Bloodworm Creek,

you're scot-free, that is until...

Dead Dingo Pass.

Wait a minute, I don't see

any of that stuff on the map.

A map's no good in the outback!

What you really need is someone

who knows the territory.

Mr. Jake, will you guide us?

At your service!

Better take my arm, miss.

It's gonna be a treacherous hike.

I remember the time it was just me

and 400 of these big, giant...

Doesn't even know how to fold a map.

This is how we get around

in the outback, Miss B.

The only way to travel, Berno.

Yeah, it's just a little bumpy back here.

Cinch up your seat belts, mates.

We're coming in for a landing.

Hold it, not yet!

(GRUNTING)

Well, boy, let's see

if we can do something

to refresh that

rusty, old memory of yours.

Is she on Satan's Ridge?

Or Nightmare Canyon?

What do you think?

- (GROWLS)

- Yeah, that's it.

Right smack dab in the middle

at Croc Falls!

- Am I getting warm?

- I told you, I don't remember.

Don't you realize

a bird that size is worth a fortune?

I'll split the money 50/50.

You can't get a better offer than that.

You won't have any money

after the rangers get through with you.

(GROANS)

(GROWLS)

BERNARD:
Jake's been gone... Ow!

Been gone a long time.

Maybe I should go... Oh!

Maybe I should go look for him.

Don't you worry about Jake.

He can handle himself.

Yeah, I noticed.

I am just sure he'll be back in no time.

You know,

now that we're alone, there's...

There's something that

I've been wanting to ask you.

Yes? What is it?

Well, it's like this.

Miss Bianca, I would be most honored

if...

Look out!

(SCREAMS)

No mice for you, Twister, not today!

There!

Miss Bianca!

I've been looking all over for you.

Now look.

We got a long way to go,

and you're gonna take us there.

You're not gonna give us

any trouble about it.

Right?

They're harmless once you look them

in the eye, let them know who's boss.

Ain't that right, mate? Now get.

It's all right, Bernard.

Jake has everything under control.

Yeah, I noticed.

You know, Miss Bianca, truth be told,

I used to be quite a dingo wrestler.

There was this one time,

it was just me and 300

of these ferocious,

mouse-eating dingoes.

Had me surrounded...

(SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SLAMS)

I'll give you a night down here

to think it over.

But tomorrow, no more Mr. Nice Guy.

(JOANNA SHRIEKS)

Joanna! You thick-headed

chunk of fish-bait!

(JOANNA WHIMPERS)

I'll never tell you where she is!

Never! Never!

Yeah, we'll never tell!

You'll have to drag it out of us!

Hey, where did you come from?

The desert?

Well, fancy that!

Looks like McLeach

has begun trapping his own kind!

There's no hope for any of us now.

No hope? No hope!

- No!

- But there must be a way out of here.

There's a way out, all right.

ALL:
There is?

Absolutely.

You'll go as a wallet, you'll go

as a belt, and our dear Frank...

- I don't want to hear it.

- Frank will go as...

I can't hear you!

(SINGING NONSENSICALLY)

- A purse.

- (WAILING) No!

A lovely ladies' purse.

I don't want to go as a purse.

Please, don't let him do it!

- Don't worry, we'll get out of here.

- We are?

Yeah. If we all put our heads together,

I'm sure we'll think of something.

Yeah, something.

Frank, what's wrong?

Oh, here he goes again.

Take it easy.

You don't want to hurt yourself again.

Ooh. I got it!

All we gotta do is get the keys!

Oh. Is that all? Well then,

we better start packing our bags.

No, wait. He's right.

If we could get

these long pieces of wood...

Yeah, wood, good.

- Maybe we could...

- (SQUAWKS)

CODY:
That's right,

just a little more. There!

Come on, everybody.

Get some more stuff!

The kid's right.

What are we waiting for?

CODY:
That's it, you've got it!

Hurry. We need something

to tie it together.

FRANK:
Hey, what do you got?

Shoelaces!

Almost.

- A little further.

- FRANK:
Yeah, yeah. (MOANS)

- It's okay. Let's try again.

- Yeah, yeah.

CODY:
Easy. Easy does it.

Yeah, no, no! Yeah, yeah.

Will somebody shut him up?

CODY:
We did it!

FRANK:
You've got it!

(SNARLING)

(SCOFFS)

I've got it! I'll just take my tail,

and I'll pick the lock, like this!

Frank, give it a rest.

You'll thank me when you're free.

Look, I just insert my tail,

like this, and I turn it like this,

just a quarter turn to the left,

and then push it a little bit further.

(BABBLING INCOHERENTLY)

(CHUCKLING)

Show him who's boss, Berno!

(SNEEZES)

(GROANS)

I feel like I got my head in a vice.

Oh!

(HUMMING)

- Are we ready, nurse?

- Ready, Doctor.

All right, ladies, snap to it!

(HOWLS)

Ooh, that smarts!

Ah, let me see here.

(HUMMING)

(MACHINE BEEPING)

- Forceps!

- Forceps.

Oh, no, what now?

- Spinal stretch-u-lator.

- (MOANS) That's gonna hurt.

Artery router.

Mother!

This is rusted tight. I wouldn't

dream of using such a tool.

Bring me

the epidermal tissue disrupter!

The epidermal what?

Oh, no! No!

(BELL RINGING)

(ALARM SOUNDS)

Mr. Albatross, we haven't operated yet!

- You gotta catch me first, Doc.

- Mr. Albatross, please!

Cowabunga!

Mr. Albatross, we must return you

to the operating room!

You'll never take me alive!

Please don't do this!

Your spine needs tender...

...loving... care!

(CRASH)

Oh! Oh!

(GASPS) My back!

Hey! Hey!

I can... It works! I'm cured!

- My back!

- (BACK CRACKS)

Don't worry! I'm coming, you little mice.

This is the finest fleet

on two webbed feet.

(GASPING) Oh, boy, I gotta go on a diet

when I get home.

Here we go!

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

MAN ON TV:
In other news,

authorities in Mugwomp Flats

called offthe search

for the missing boy.

His backpack was found near

Crocodile Falls, and rangers believe

he was yet another victim

ofcrocodile attack.

Authorities once again warn residents

to use extreme caution...

(CACKLES) Think you're

pretty smart, don't you?

Who outsmarted who?

Who? Who outsmarted who?

I still gotta get that boy to talking.

I'm hungry.

Can't think on an empty stomach.

Gotta have protein. Gotta have eggs.

Everyone's got his price.

All I gotta do is offer him

whatever he wants,

and then not give it to him.

Did you take one of my eggs?

Open your mouth.

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