Free Willy: Escape from Pirate's Cove Page #3

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But you're the one who told me

your people used to do this.

Mansa is from the Sand People.

No, no, no.

Sand People were from Star Wars.

- I'm from the San.

- That's what I said, Sand, Sand.

They used to blow these seaweed horns

and whales would come.

Incredible.

Then they'd club them to death.

People have to eat, Gus.

Heh, I know that.

- Can I get back to work now?

- Yeah.

But tomorrow, son,

a little more oomph, okay?

- It all happens right here in the lips.

- Okay.

[HORN BLOWING]

GUS:
Now, that's what I'm talking about.

See that?

Vibrate the lips.

Now can I call my dad?

GUS:

All right.

He wasn't there. I left a message.

He was with the doctor.

I gotta go into town

to pick up a few things.

You wanna come?

[ENGINE SPLUTTERING]

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Every time I let Mansa drive

this piece of junk, he breaks it.

Ever feel like you wanna put

everything you own in one big pile...

...and just light it on fire,

burn it down?

No.

But I can see why you would.

[ENGINE CONTINUES SPLUTTERING]

How did you end up

all the way down here anyway?

That's a long story.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, if we're gonna wait

for the car to fix itself...

After your grandmother and I divorced,

I looked at a map...

...found the point farthest from all the

people I knew at the time, said, "There"...

...sold everything I had and came here.

Just like that?

Just like that.

Took what little savings I had...

...and bought this dump.

MAN:

Take that one out there.

How come you didn't come back

for my mom's funeral?

That's another long story.

Come on.

[GRUNTING]

Hey.

- Whoa.

- Impressive, huh?

I used to be the only game in town

until this knucklehead moved in...

...stole all my business.

Speak of the devil.

Hey, Gus.

I feel so bad about that beating I gave you

at the poker table yesterday.

Oh. This must be your granddaughter.

I'll tell you what, girl.

I'll give you a ticket

if you wanna enjoy a real park.

Wouldn't go in there if you paid me.

ROLF:

Ouch.

Seems this little girl

has some of her grandpa's spunk.

And his good looks, you ugly sucker.

KIRRA:

Actually, does look kind of fun.

If you're into that sort of thing.

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

GUS:
I better get moving

before we get rained on.

KIRRA:
Come on.

GUS:
Careful, watch your step, Kirra.

[DONKEY BRAYING]

KIRRA:

Come into the barn.

MANSA:
Push him, please.

GUS:
Hurry.

KIRRA:

Come on.

GUS:

Come on. Push him in.

KIRRA:

Hurry.

MANSA:

Get the little pig inside.

GUS:

Quick, quick. Over here.

Give me a hand.

- That's it. Yeah.

MANSA:
Push it from back there.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

[WHISTLING]

GUS:

Got any more bowls?

The pots are filling up.

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