Ice Age Page #3

- Look who it is.

Don't you have some

poor animal to disembowel?

They couldn't be far. I mean,

they went this way, or this way?

You don't know much

about tracking, do you?

I'm a sloth. I see a tree,

eat a leaf. That's my tracking.

You didn't miss them by much.

It's still green.

They headed north two hours ago.

It's still green.

They headed north two hours ago.

You don't need this aggravation.

Give me the baby. I can

track humans down a lot faster than you.

And you're just a good citizen helpin' out?

- I just know where the humans are going.

- Glacier Pass.

Everybody knows they have

a settlement on the other side.

Unless you know how to track, you'll never

reach them before snow closes the pass.

Which should be, like, tomorrow.

So, you can give that baby to me,

or go get lost in a blizzard. It's your choice.

Here's your little bundle of joy.

We're returning it to the humans.

The big, bad tigey-wigey gets left behind.

Poor tigey-wigey.

Sid, tigey-wigey is gonna lead the way.

Manny, can I talk to you for a second?

No. The sooner we find the humans,

the sooner I get rid of Mr Stinky Drool-Face,

and the baby, too.

You won't always have

Jumbo around to protect you.

And when that day comes, I suggest you

watch your back, 'cause I'll be chewin' on it.

Hey, Uber-tracker.

Up front, where I can see you.

Help me.

Oh, you gotta make it stop.

I can't take it any more.

I've eaten things that didn't

complain this much.

He won't stop squirming.

- You're holding it wrong.

- Watch its head!

Just put it down!

Jeez, "pick him up, put him down... "

Its nose is dry.

That means something's wrong with it.

- Someone should lick it. Just in case.

- I'll do it.

- He's wearing one of those baby thingies.

- So?

So if he poops, where does it go?

Humans are disgusting.

Okay, you. Check for poop.

Hey, why am I the poop-checker?

Because returning the runt

was your idea,

because you're small and insignificant,

and because I'll pummel you

if you don't.

- Why else?

- Now, Sid!

Ew! Yuck! Ew!

I mean, my goodness.

All right, look out, look out.

Coming through.

- Hey, watch out!

- Stop wavin' that thing around.

Ooh, I'm gonna slip!

Whoa!

It's clean. Got ya!

Will you cut it out?

Hey, do that again. He likes it.

It's makin' me feel better too.

Here, you hold it.

Turn him towards me.

Where's the baby?

There he is.

Where's the baby?

There he is!

Stop it. You're scarin' him.

I bet he's hungry.

- How about some milk?

- Ooh, I'd love some.

Not you. The baby.

Well, I ain't exactly lactating right now, pal.

You're a little low on the food chain

to be mouthing off, aren't...

Enough!

Food!

I don't know, but I've been told

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