The War Room Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1993
- 96 min
- 705 Views
Hey, Pachito! You feel like maybe
getting some exercise today?
- What?
- Just got a strange feeling, that's all.
a little stretching,
get those hamstrings
nice and loose.
Just in case you
decide to do some cardio.
Why would I be exercising
when I walk 12 hours a day?
Because you might
live longer! Run away!
Run away?! Away from what?! Where do I go?!
It'd be helpful to know!
Keep to the center of the herd, little bro!
Safety in numbers!
What's safe about this?!
See?!
The Gorgosaurs enacted their
plan with military precision.
Now these bad boys
of the plains had it down.
prey, causing panic...
...and introducing
mayhem in their ranks.
You'd freak out too if
they were chasing you, okay?
I'm not judging.
Juniper, this way!
Mom, where are you?!
I'm going with Patchi!
Scowler, what are we doing?!
What's happening?!
Don't worry, as long as we
keep up with the herd, we'll be okay!
And here, the nasty
Gorgosaurs separated
the young and
the weak from the herd.
Divide and conquer. Gorgon
practically invented it.
Patchi, what do we do?!
Think happy thoughts!
Whatever happens,
we have to remain calm!
Remember, they can smell fear!
Sorry, that's not fear.
Juniper, you okay?!
I think I just
stepped in some fear!
They have us cornered!
Truce, truce!
Time out, time out!
Okay, everybody, I got an idea.
Just back up and
play it very cool.
Like, we don't even care,
look at that
nice stream over there,
let's look at...
Somebody help me!
Juniper! Oh, no!
Swim towards the shore!
I'm trying. I can't swim!
Juniper needed my help.
With her mom stuck on the shore,
I suddenly realized
what I had to do.
I had to dive in to save her.
You dove in?
That's right.
- That was a dive?
- Yeah, actually.
- It was.
- That was a dive, right there?
Yeah, it was a dive.
Maybe we should
look at that again.
Yeah, there you are
with a beautiful dive.
I'll have you know that
was a reverse pike cannonball.
I'll give you a 1.5
for degree of difficulty...
...and a perfect 10
for imagination.
Help, I can't swim!
Hang in there, Patchi!
Whatever you do, try not to drown!
I watched my friend helplessly as he
was swept away into a watery grave.
PATCHI. "Grave"?
I'm still alive.
Come on,
it's a figure of speech.
Help, somebody!
Help!
Oh, thank goodness.
Oh, that was a close one.
Patchi! Over here!
Hang on, Juniper!
I'm coming to save you!
Yeah!
Oh, man! That was close.
I'm exhausted!
Whoa!
Oh, my gosh!
Whoa, that was scary! Oh, my
gosh, guys, can you help me?
No! Whoa!
Thanks a lot,
Scowler! Nice work!
Patchi and
the others were carried off...
...by the swift and
treacherous current.
Patchi! Where are you?!
Patchi!
I flew for what
seemed like days...
...but I do tend to exaggerate,
so, let's call it 10 minutes.
Then, as I searched for
my dear friend Patchi...
...I was confronted by the
specter of his bloated corpse...
...cast upon the sand
like a lump of rotting flesh.
- A mere shadow of a...
- Gotcha!
Hey! What gives?
See? I knew you were faking.
That doesn't mean
you can poke my eye out!
Agree to disagree, okay?
Oh, gross!
Mmm. But tasty.
Charge!
Hey, where's Scowler going?
Come on, guys.
Here's the way out!
Oh, wait. Hang on!
Yeah, ocean.
I'll kick your salty butt.
Yup, that's my brother.
Ouch.
Come on, Juniper.
Easy does it. Ouch.
Juniper! Are you okay?!
Do not peck her eye out.
Okay, relax!
Are you all right?
What's wrong with your leg?
Oh, it's just a scratch.
Mostly I'm starving. I haven't
eaten since yesterday.
Yeah, me neither.
Whoa! Was that your stomach?
Uh, definitely not.
Look!
What is that?!
Smack. What's that?
Ah, yes,
the mighty Edmontosaur...
...enormous in length,
gargantuan in height...
...and his brain? Not so much.
How big is your brain?
It's not a competition.
Edmontosaurus, meaning
lizard of Edmonton, herbivore.
Whoa.
- Heads up!
- Look out, Patchi!
They look hungry.
What if they want to eat us?
They don't eat meat,
they eat very large trees.
I'm glad I'm not a tree.
Patchi. Come on!
For once, luck had
smiled on our heroes...
...for within
those enormous animals'
minuscule brains
was but one thought:
Food.
What about a beverage?
Okay, two thoughts, well,
three, if you want a side dish...
...but back to
my original point.
It was a most
fortuitous development,
for as the ancient
wisdom tells us:
If you want to know where the
food is, follow the fat guys.
You know what I was thinking?
These guys are probably on their
way to some feeding ground.
I just said that!
Good idea, Patchi.
Thanks.
Oh, sure, Patchi,
take all the credit.
Hey! Mind if we join you?
You won't even know we're here.
In fact, I don't think you
do know we're here. Do you?
No?
Patchi, check it out!
You go left, you go right, you gotta
be smarter than the herd... Ow!
- Move it or lose it, lard butt.
- Ow. Scowler!
Eat my dust.
Again, not a race!
Come on, June.
We gotta keep going.
Hey. Juniper doesn't quit.
I'm going as fast as three
and a half legs can take me.
How's the leg, Juniper?
You need me to carry you?
Nah, you know what? I'm just gonna
park it here for a bit.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, uh, having a lie-down,
yeah. Sure.
Scowler! Wait up, Scowler!
All right, so I guess
we'll catch up with you...
...or something, later?
Guys?
Thanks for waiting!
Save us some leafy greens!
Patchi, you should go on
ahead, I'll catch up.
What are you, crazy?
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm gonna stay with you
until you feel better.
Patchi!
Ah, I should have guessed.
Hey, I hate to horn in
on your beautiful moment...
...but in case you haven't
noticed, it's getting dark.
Juniper, um, we gotta get going.
Okay, I'll be over here.
I'm sorry to wake you,
but, I don't know...
...the tide
turned or something.
I don't really
know much about tides.
But the point is, we need
to find another way out.
Okay. Good luck with that.
Okay, yeah,
I can get us out of here.
Time to turn on my
trailblazing skills.
Hey, Patchi, have you ever
had that weird dream...
...where a bunch of crabs
are crawling all over you?
No. You know, I've had
Holy crab!
Get them off!
Here they come, they're swarming
and I don't know
if they're friendly! Ow!
Hey, back off,
shoo, shoo, get out of here!
Oh, I see you like to dance. So,
what will it be, my briny friend?
The mambo?
The salsa?
Perhaps the deadly lambada?
Tough guy, huh? Well, you've
messed with the wrong...
Ow, ow! Get it off!
Look at them wiggle.
Wiggly-wiggly-woo.
That's right, you run away!
You look so stupid!
Oh, boy. Incoming!
What does that mean?
Hey, new friends, where are
you on the food chain?
High, low, middle?
Give us a ballpark... Run!
It's okay, they don't want us!
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