Balto III: Wings of Change Page #4

The postmaster's

agreed to a race

to see who's faster,

the bush plane or the dogs.

We're saved.

We'll beat the tail off

of that bush plane.

Are you crazy?

Have you seen how

fast that monster flies?

We can't afford to lose.

No kidding.

We need somebody

fast and experienced

to lead us in the race.

You can count on me.

What? What?

Well, Kirby, it's just...

We don't need fast,

we need really, really fast.

Oh?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, you're right.

The fastest dog in Nome.

The most famous dog in Nome.

My dad.

That's... Oh! That's good.

Now back. Stay down, brows.

Get bee wax, maybe make better.

Now I looking good.

(Boing!)

Not good now.

(Stella) Well, hi there, flyboy.

You're right on time.

I did not want to miss a minute with you.

Mmm, a goose

with intelligence.

Let's hit the skies, big boy.

Why rush things?

Let us take time

to be getting to know

each other first.

We can catch up in the air.

Flying really gets my feathers tingling.

Oh!

Wait, I am... I cannot... I have...

I have a crick in wing.

Ready?

No. I am meaning my other wing.

Ah! Ow! Oh! Ah...

Sit down, Boris.

Let me tell you something.

I've been around the pond

a time or two

I've done my share of migrating

When I look at you,

I enjoy the view

You set my little

wishbone to palpitating

(Honking)

Come on down, boys.

I'm a goose

On the loose

On the prowl for a handsome fowl

You've got the style,

got the form

Got the big strong wings

to keep me warm

I know what I like

- And I like what I see

- (Boris giggles)

How'd you like to do

a little flying with me?

(Giggling)

I ain't no quail

Wah-wah-ooh

You ain't no chicken

Wah-wah-wah-waaah

You've got my heart

doing more than ticking

I'd like to rest

against your chest

Aah-ooh

We could build ourselves a sugar nest

Oh, can't you feel

we've got some chemistry?

Don't you wanna try

a little flying with me?

Wah-wah-wah

Beak to beak

Wing to wing

Wah!

We could have ourselves quite a fling

Tail to tail, feather to feather

Don't you think

we oughta flock together?

(Geese) Wah-wah wah-waaah

I'm the goose

Goose

With the juice

Juice

Wah-ooh

Mr. Gander, let's meander

On my own up here in Nome

I'm a chick who's

oh-so-far from home

Awww!

We could honk in harmony

Come on up and do

a little flying with me

Where the air is rare

And the wind blows free

Come on up and do a little...

Do a little

Come on up and do a little...

Flying with me

Let's you and I get

down and fly, flyboy.

(Geese) Bye-bye!

(Balto) Boris! Boris!

Huh?

It's an emergency.

Balto! It's about time.

Ah, is Balto. Always

in trouble, this dog.

If I'm not bailing him out,

then he is kaput.

Maybe we fly some other time.

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