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we will not survive, all right?
Oh! Ha...
Oh!
Three days, that's it.
I promise.
- You can all hold out.
- Yes!
Governor Bradford is right.
We can all hold out...
Except for Clancy.
But he was sick on the boat,
so that's not on me.
- We want that food in storage.
- Give us them keys!
Mummy!
Standish has returned!
Standish!
Myles, you've returned!
Hi!
Ha-ha!
Did I tell you I was gonna provide food
for ye, yes I did, didn't I?
Ha! You call that a bounty?
Standish, the people want my head.
And if we do not have the feast,
I'm afraid they will take it.
We need food. Anything at this point.
I said I would get you turkeys...
Oh!
...and that's what you are going to get.
Even more than you can eat.
Right, well, good chat.
Talk tomorrow.
What a personality.
...what's the story?
You two, um, rubbing wattles or...
Ew! No, Ranger is my brother.
Get inside!
Inside, get!
And you know, even if he wasn't...
I'm looking for more mind
and less muscle.
Really? Are you serious?
'Cause I have like almost no muscle.
Literally, I'm like nothing.
Maybe you should get that looked at.
- After you.
- Whoa!
It's a tiny drop, I promise.
Whoa!
Oh...
Glutes.
So this is... everyone.
An army in need of a commander.
Wow, I've never seen so many turkeys
in one place actually doing things.
I'm just shocked.
So, in the future,
turkeys just sit around all day
eating and staring at the wall?
Yes. I mean, no!
No, that would be...
I mean, some do. No one I know.
If we weren't doing things,
we'd become dumb.
- Don't you think?
- Hm...
- Hello, wild undomesticated
- Oh no.
Simple turkeys from the distant past.
I have brought you a gift,
and the gift is me. I am Jake.
I have traveled
in a time machine named S.T.E.V.E.
In order to stop Thanksgiving
and get turkeys off the menu!
What's Thanksgiving?
Yeah, that's right. It hasn't happened.
It's a feast of sorts.
What's a menu?
A menu, it's like a list of food items
in a restaurant.
- What's a restaurant?
- That's not important.
What's important is
that you stop asking me questions
and agree to follow me blindly!
No!
We will not fight.
I am Broadbeak, leader of the flock.
And this is Leatherbeak, high elder
and my most trusted advisor.
Huh! You...
...have traveled a great distance.
You...
Hm...
...and your lovely wife.
She's beautiful, so soft and feminine.
Father, this is Jake and Reggie.
They're from the future, apparently.
Father?
Please, walk with me.
Jake, you speak with deep conviction.
- Well, I can speak even...
- deeper if you like.
We did not always live underground.
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