Over The Hedge Page #2
- You get over here right now!
- OK.
Hammy, get back here.
- Steve is angry!
- It came from the other side of Steve.
I mean the bush. I mean... Jeez!
There's only one way
we're gonna find out what this thing is,
and what this is all about.
Steve ate Verne!
All right, Steve,
you brought this on yourself.
Stella, don't!
I'm not eaten, I just tripped.
I'm gonna go over there.
Just don't anybody move.
Kids, come on, hurry up! You'll be late!
What is this place?
Oh, hey there, little...
...fella.
Hi.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Operator. Oan I help you?
No, I can talk. I'm just driving.
Verne's back.
- Verne!
- Jeepers!
- You OK?
- Help him up.
- What was over there?
- Freaky pink primates!
They must have come while
we were hibernating. It was awful.
and these sticks, and they were
whacking me with these sticks
like it was some sort of sick game.
You should have died!
You should have laid down and died.
- Dad.
- That's not the worst part.
Half the forest is gone.
The oak trees and the berry bushes,
they're just... they're just gone.
Jeepers.
What'll we do for food?
How are we gonna live?
I don't know.
But here's what I do know.
We will be fine as long
as no one goes over Steve again.
It's called a hedge, and it is not
to be feared, my amphibious friend.
It is the gateway to the good life.
I'm a reptile, actually.
But, you know, it's a common mistake.
And you are?
Where are my manners. I'm RJ.
Don't think I'm prying,
but I couldn't help overhearing,
and I can shed a little light on what
this whole hedge situation is about.
You see, what was once mere wilderness
is now 54 acres of man-made,
manicured, air-conditioned paradise.
Except for that little-bitty speck.
You are here.
No, no, that's a good thing.
You're hibernators, right?
You gather food,
store it for the winter?
- We fill the log!
- Hammy.
Really? This log? This cave-like log?
- All the way to the top.
- Ozzie.
Let me ask ya, how long's it take?
- You know, to fill the log?
- Two hundred and seventy-four days.
- Ever done it in a week?
- That's impossible.
Not if we work together.
You've got the food gathering skills,
I've got the know-how,
- and they have the food!
- How much food?
Loads of food. Heaps of food.
Food out the wazoo!
Well, whatever kind of food
comes out of a wazoo,
I don't think
we're interested in eating.
I don't know,
the guy's making a lot of sense to me.
- Yeah, I'm OK with wazoo food there.
No, you're not. The tail is tingling.
- Why didn't you say so?
- Hold on, hold on. The what is what?
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