Young Ferdinand:
[Bones accidentally stepped on a carnation that's growing the pen]
Hey, careful!
Young Valiente:
Oh, what do ya got there, Ferdinand?
Young Ferdinand:
Uh, nothing?
Young Valiente:
Uh-huh. Nothing.
Young Ferdinand:
Hey, don't you guys have some more headbutting to do?
Young Valiente:
Nah, this is way more fun. Can you believe this guy? The Matador's gonna pick a bull, and all he's worried about is a dumb flower.
[Makes as if to crush it]
Young Ferdinand:
Cut it out, Valiente!
Young Valiente:
MAKE me.
Young Bones, Young Guapo:
FIght! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Young Bones:
I'm not gonna fight you, Valiente.
Young Valiente:
Aw, Flower Bull is scared!
Young Ferdinand:
I'm not scared.
Young Valiente:
Then FIGHT. That's what bulls DO.
Young Ferdinand:
You can hit me if you like. But leave the flower alone.
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