Po:
[picks up a radish]
Nice radish.
Mr. Ping:
Po, help! Help me!
Po:
Sorry, excuse me, coming through. Dad! I'll protect you from that... pen?
Mr. Ping:
I need you to autograph your stuff.
Po:
Stuff?
Mr. Ping:
Business has doubled since I turned your bedroom into a gift shop.
Po:
Gift shop?
Mr. Ping:
Dragon Warrior souvenirs with every purchase!
Po:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, you're selling my stuff?
Mr. Ping:
Oh no, no, no, no.
Young Pig:
Oh boy, thank you!
Mr. Ping:
I'm giving it away.
Po:
What? What about my Furious Five figures? Where are they?
Mr. Ping:
I put them in the box over there.
Po:
This... box?
Mr. Ping:
Uh, whoops.
Po:
Noooo! No...
Mr. Ping:
I'm sorry, Po.
Po:
Dad, they're handmade scale replicas with kung fu action! I made them the day I fell in love with kung fu! I have to find them!
Mr. Ping:
Po, it was an accident!
Po:
[Po starts searching the village frantically]
Where are they?
Oogway:
Accident... or destiny? Little does Po know that it was just such an *accident* that brought the Furious Five together all those years ago. This is the story of how the Five came to be.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:41