Open Season 2 Page #5

- Or kill him.

Or worse.

I was once in the vicious clutches

of wild animals.

- You were?

- I was.

What was it like?

It's too painful for me to talk about.

Gather round.

Okay, Fifi.

You want the squeaky toy?

There I was.

- All alone.

- You want it?

Alone in that steaming jungle.

That unforgivable heart of darkness,

where you can't see your own paws.

And the only sound is the frantic,

but adorable...

...pitter-patter of your own heart.

When suddenly...

They were everywhere.

There was no escape.

My life flashed before my eyes,

and then the unspeakable.

- What happened? Did you live?

- What happened?

I'll show you what happened.

Let this be a lesson to you all.

- How ghastly.

- It's so pink.

- That is one sad tail.

- I want a girlfriend.

Don't interrupt now. Please?

I lost two things on that day:

My innocence...

...and my squeaky toy.

Oh, you poor, sweet thing.

Speak of the devil.

- Disgusting.

- Oh, no.

Not the fuzzy little bunny.

Don't you understand?

We must remain vigilant.

Even one wild animal among us...

...can send us back to those dark days

of anarchy.

Come on, but he's so cute.

Pay attention.

Even one little fuzzy bunny

can infest us all.

Like the fleas on Roberto's back,

they must all be eradicated.

I'm gonna tear you apart.

Fifi! Heel!

One day, you vile little beast.

One day, I will personally

teach you a lesson...

...you will never forget!

I'm coming, Mother.

Hey, does anybody

know where we are?

Didn't think so.

- Isn't this great, Boog?

- What's great?

You know, not great that Weenie's

been kidnapped...

...but great that we're living life

on the edge.

It's just like old times.

- Two guys, out on the road.

- Hey, guys.

- Room for one more?

- For sure.

So, Elliot...

...now that we have

a moment alone...

Hey, what's that?

I've been thinking a lot

about what happened...

...at the ceremony this morning.

- What do you mean?

- Well, while I was saying, "I do"...

...you were looking like you didn't.

- What?

Giselle, don't be ridiculous.

Look, Elliot,

I know something is bothering you.

Ever since the ceremony,

you've been acting a little strange.

We're partners.

You can tell me anything.

All right, Giselle,

but remember, you asked.

Basically, I'm worried about

"forever and ever. "

"Forever and ever"?

About Mr. Weenie

being lost forever and ever.

So this has nothing to do with me...

...you're only worried

about Mr. Weenie...

...right?

- Yes, I am.

But I'm mostly worried about

you and me, our special day...

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