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McSquizzy : Are you not gonna buy him a drink
before you kiss him? You
big jessie.
On your bikes,
you big numpties.
Boog : That was Ian's girl you was trying to talk
to, huh? You dog.
Elliot : Ian's right. I'm a loser.
Boog : No, you're not a loser.
Elliot : Yes, I am.
Boog : No, you're not.
Elliot : Yes.
Boog : No.
Elliot : Trust me. You know the day I met you,
Ian kicked me out of the herd. I lost my antler,
I got run over
and tied to the hood of a truck. What do you
call that?
Boog : A loser. But
check this out. Behold, the
mighty grizzly. I look like a bear, I talk like
a bear. But I can't fish, I can't climb a tree,
I can't even go in the woods.
Elliot : That's nothing. Half doe. Half buck. I'm
a duck.
Boog : Hey, I ride a unicycle for crackers!
Elliot : I have a glass eye.
Boog : I can't snap.
Elliot : I thought "log" was a color.
Boog : I can't see my feet.
Elliot : I killed a man. Well, at least you've
got a home.
Boog : Home. Yeah. I sure hope so.
Elliot : Crimenently! Was that your neck?
Boog : No. My fishy crackers. Oh, she still loves
me. Thank you, Beth. I'm coming home. Try one,
partner. Yeah. Woo Hoo bars they ain't, but they
take you back. You know? Remind you of home.
Sweet, salty home.
Oh, yeah. To be back in my own soft bed. Eight
square meals a day, plus snacks. Beth
tucking me
in every night. It's like heaven to me. You
know, when we get back home tomorrow, I’m gonna make things right
with Beth. And maybe, just
maybe, we'll find a place for you in the garage
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