The Wild Page #5
Really nice day
Really nice day
- Why don't you all
They're frighteningly
horrible monster beasts...
...but they're not bad dancers.
I'm so cuddly
I like you
I'm so cuddly
I like you
Step-kick, pivot-kick,
walk, walk, walk.
- I'm having a
- Really nice day
Oh, no!
Tickle away
Tickle away
I'm so cuddly, I like you
Good day
- What is that?
- I am Kazar.
Leader. Prophet.
Choreographer.
And with your help... carnivore!
No! Don't kill me!
I've had such a weird life!
This is not fair.
Oh, I get it. A yoga retreat.
Ryan!
You can do this. Use your instincts.
Follow your instincts.
Use your instincts.
OK.
Down this way.
This way.
A lion cub.
We must tell Kazar.
- It's my turn to tell him.
- You got to last time.
- No, I didn't.
- Yes, you did!
Thank you very much,
but I'm afraid I've got to run.
Koalas are very busy bees.
If I could...
I'll just buzz along to the door...
For centuries,
we've watched our brethren
perish at the claw of the lion.
Today, we put our hooves down.
No longer will we dwell
at the bottom of the food chain.
Well, yes. I should say so.
There were those who doubted
that you'd arrive to lead us.
But I always believed in the Omen.
The Omen! Right. Remind me again?
Sent down by the gods years ago...
Oh, no! Not you!
I'm so cuddly! I like you!
Oh, Great Him,
you must lead us
in our transformation from prey...
...to predator.
Hold it. I am the Great Him?
- The Great Him?
- Him.
So this is all your fault!
That's it! You...!
- Kazar!
- Kazar! Don't listen to him!
- Kazar! Over here!
- Kazar! Over here!
How dare you interrupt my audience
with the Great Him!
But... but we found a lion cub!
- You did?
- Was he with a big lion?
With big hair? Well, a mullet, really.
Oh, Great Him,
you brought two lions with you?
Well, like any Great Him,
I travel with an entourage.
Worry not, Your Himness,
I shall have Blag bring the lions here.
And he better not screw this up,
like you screwed up my dance number!
I lost count for one verse.
Step-kick, pivot-kick,
walk, walk, walk.
Why do we even bother rehearsing?
A good chorus line
is so hard to put together.
Take to the skies!
We're taking! We're taking!
- Find them!
- Yes, sir.
Bring us those lions!
The gods celebrate
the fulfillment of the prophecy.
We stamp our hooves
Holy moly!
Holy moly
Holy moly
You are our king!
Looky, looky who's there.
Surprise!
No!
Sorry we're late for dinner!
That's pathetic!
Get off!
- That didn't hurt!
- Stop!
- Ryan!
- No!
I'm coming, son!
Dad?
- Help!
- Let's scram!
- Ryan!
- What are you doing here?
- I can't believe it! I found you.
- How'd you find me?
Are you all right? Are you hurt?
- Your paw.
- I got trapped in that box.
It's OK, son.
And then I escaped,
and I ran into the jungle...
and tried to kill me.
You wouldn't have been scared. I was.
- I have to tell you something.
- What?
Listen.
- Get 'em, Dad!
- Run!
Run!
Dad, you should be chasing them!
- Like you used to!
- Those were just stories!
But now's your chance
to show me for real!
This way!
- Dad? What's goin' on?
- Just get up into that tree!
- I think we lost them.
- What's the deal?
They're just a bunch of wimpy donkeys!
- Ryan, I can't fight them.
- You donkey-chickens! Get back here!
Ryan! I can't fight them.
What do you mean?
I was young...
...still just a cub.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Children of all ages.
Samson!
Swallow that fear and stand tall!
Witness the greatest day
in our young lion's life!
The day he discovers his roar!
Dad, I can't do it!
Now, go!
Listen as Samson
unleashes a roar so mighty,
it launches a wildebeest
clear off the savannah!
Samson! Dig deep!
I should have known.
If you'd been born in the wild,
you'd know how to roar.
Dad?
Dad! Dad!
Please!
Dad.
When they shipped me to the zoo,
where I came from.
Especially those closest to me.
I should have told you sooner.
But... all those stories you tell?
I'm so sorry, Ryan.
Everything you told me was a lie?
- Dad!
- Hang on, son.
Help!
Ryan!
Ryan! Run!
Not so fast, Tigger.
Dad!
Ryan!
Dad!
- Help!
- Ryan.
Help! Dad!
- Ryan.
- Dad! Help me!
What?
Wait! What? What? Wait!
Wait, wait, wait, wait! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Get off me!
What is goin' on here?
- Stinky does not speak.
- It rolls like a little ball.
Wait. You guys think I'm a...?
- Achtung, Stinky!
- Less talk, more roll.
- Ja.
- Roll! Roll!
What the...? Hey!
Rolling the dung is good for tight buns!
I'll give you something to roll about!
It's a good thing
Bridget didn't see that!
Bridget? Larry! They're gone.
I gotta find them!
No! I gotta find Samson first!
No! First...
Sam. Sam!
Bridget! Larry!
Oh, Ryan! You're alive!
Good to see you guys.
- Where's my hug?
- Larry.
- There it is.
- It's good to see you too.
What are you guys doing here?
We came here
with your father to find you.
And he's probably out there
right now lookin' for us.
I wish he were.
But some of these wildebeests
pushed him off a cliff.
- What?
- What?
I don't think he made it.
I don't see how he could.
Oh, Ryan.
I'm sorry I got you into this.
Kazar, I think you'll be very pleased
with what I brought you.
What's this? Where's the other lion?
Right. Well, I was gonna tell you,
there was this cliff and...
Why are you looking at me like that?
That's twice you've been
out of step today, Blag!
You klutz.
You know we can't ascend
to the top of the food chain
until we eat a lion!
Well, at least there'll
be enough for my ascension.
What about the rest of us?
Step-kick, pivot-kick!
Ouch! I twisted a hoof!
You work and you work.
Then they break your heart.
- There goes my career!
- Prepare the sacrifices!
Why did I let him go off by himself?
He couldn't catch a cold,
much less his own lunch.
Please.
My natural predator
is fuel inject... What?
I knew you weren't really gone.
I knew it!
Come on, I knew it!
We're still buddies, right?
I lost Ryan.
There were too many. They just took him.
Who? Who took him?
- Wildebeests.
- The freaks with the hooves!
They got Larry and Bridget too.
Couldn't fight, couldn't...
Come on, Sam. You're a lion.
You come from a long line of kings.
Yeah, maybe you're not from the wild.
But fighting's in your blood!
No. I'll never be a real lion.
Wrong! You are a real lion.
Doesn't matter where you're from:
Zoo, jungle, goldfish bowl.
It's what's in here.
That determines who you are!
At least, that's what you
always told your son.
Now he's out there, Sammy,
and he needs you.
Who else is gonna
teach him how to roar?
That's it, Sammy.
That's it.
Let's go find my son...
and my friends.
Yeah! Nothing's gonna stop us!
Except that we have no idea
where we're going!
Follow your instincts.
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