Carl Fredricksen:
So you want to assist an old person?
Russell:
Yep! Then I will be a Senior Wilderness Explorer!
Carl Fredricksen:
[looks around furtively, then leans in close]
Have you ever heard of a Snipe?
Russell:
Snipe?
Carl Fredricksen:
Bird. Beady eyes. Every night it sneaks in my yard and gobbles my poor azaleas. I'm elderly and infirm. I can't catch it. If only someone could help me...
Russell:
Me! Me! I'll do it!
Carl Fredricksen:
Oh, I don't know. It's awfully crafty. You'd have to clap your hands three times to lure it in.
Russell:
I'll find it, Mr. Fredricksen!
Carl Fredricksen:
I think its burrow is two blocks down. If you go past...
Russell:
Two blocks down! Got it!
[Russell runs off down the street, calling out and clapping his hands]
Russell:
Sniiiipe! Here, Snipey, Snipey...
Carl Fredricksen:
[smirks]
Bring it back here when you find it!
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