Gloria the Hippo:
Lets, go. Make a wish babycakes.
[Marty blows out the candle and eats a chunk out of his birthday cake]
Alex the Lion:
Come on, what you wish for?
Marty the Zebra:
Nope! Can't tell you that.
Alex the Lion:
Come on, tell.
Alex the Lion:
No siree. I'm telling you'a, its bad luck. You want some bad luck, I'll blab it out, But if you want to be safe, I'll keep my mouth shut.
Gloria the Hippo:
[interrupting]
Could you just tell us? I mean, really. What could happen?
Marty the Zebra:
Okay. I wish I could go... To the wild!
Alex the Lion:
The wild?
[After Marty says this, Alex falls off the wall, Melman chokes himself and Gloria opens her mouth in shock]
Marty the Zebra:
I told you it was bad luck.
[Gloria tries to stop Melman from choking]
Alex the Lion:
The wild? Are you nuts? That is the worst ideal I've ever heard.
[Melman spits out what was choking him]
Melman the Giraffe:
It's unsanitary.
Marty the Zebra:
The penguins are going. So why can't I?
Alex the Lion:
The penguins are psychotic.
Marty the Zebra:
Come on, Just imagine going back to nature. Back to your roots, clean air, wide-open spaces!
Gloria the Hippo:
Well, I hear they have wide-open spaces in Connecticut.
Marty the Zebra:
Connecticut?
Melman the Giraffe:
Yeah. What you gotta do is you go over to Grand Central, and then you gotta take the Metro-North Tran... North?
Marty the Zebra:
So one could take the train? Just Hypothetically.
Alex the Lion:
Marty, come on. What would Connecticut have to offer us?
Melman the Giraffe:
Lyme disease.
Alex the Lion:
Thank you Melman.
Marty the Zebra:
No, no really, really. I just want...
Alex the Lion:
There's certainly none of this in the wild
[Waves a steak at Marty]
Marty the Zebra:
But... but... but...
Alex the Lion:
This is a highly refined type of food thing. That you do not find in the wild.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:02