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[BARKS MOCKINGLY]

Please keep this between us, Selkie.

Fred, I really thought we had

Central Rock Rats on the island.

This just looks like

your average black rat, doesn't it?

[TWIGS SNAPPING]

[WHISPERING] You hear that?

Sounded big.

Maybe it's our Southern Cassowary.

If we startle it, don't be afraid, Fred.

They sometimes make these terrible

rattling, booming calls.

[BOTH SCREAMING]

Who are you,

and what do you think you're doing here?

[STAMMERING]

The name's Edmund.

- Where are the others?

- Others?

The last time our island was invaded there

was a whole ship full of pasty tourists.

- But I took care of them.

- I know.

I was there, remember?

I talked to you and everything,

which is a miracle

because back then I was absolutely

terrible at talking to girls.

You've gotten, uh,

taller.

- That was you?

- Yeah.

My mother says I've really

grown into my ears. [CHUCKLES]

Are you taking pictures?

Are you a spy for the Buccaneers?

No way. That's just my video camera.

See, I like to film.

I guess you could say it's my hobby.

I've heard of these.

You've never seen a video camera before?

[BOTH SCREAMING ON VIDEO CAMERA]

Is that you?

The high-pitched screaming?

That's all you.

That camera's a few years old,

but that model's perfect

for being out in the wild.

Cool. How do I delete everything?

- What?

- I can't have you bringing proof

of how amazing our island is

to the rest of the world.

We're already about to be

overrun by invaders.

But I've been trying to

get back here for ages.

Start deleting, or I start testing

how shark-proof that thing is.

Hey, no one's looking for me.

Okay, no one even knows where I am.

I won't take more footage.

Save your breath.

It's a long row

back to civilisation.

I've saved for three years

walking dogs,

looking after the twins

in the apartment below

and they were just pure evil.

But dinghies, tents, camping stoves,

they're not cheap.

This isn't a camp ground.

This is our home.

And I've got more important things to do

than to argue with an invader.

Get in.

What could you possibly

be worried about?

This place is amazing. It's perfect.

And I'd like to keep it that way.

Are any ships gonna come by soon

that could give me a ride?

Ships hardly ever come by.

One of the advantages of living

on a remote, deserted island.

How do you expect me to paddle

all the way back to the mainland?

[AIR HISSING]

Oh, no. No, my boat!

Look!

It's ripped. Now I'll have to stay.

JACK:
Look, once I explain to

the Minister of the Environment,

face to face, how

important the island is

there's no way she'll let

those Buccaneers buy it.

Yeah, I'm walking in now.

GRANT:
Are you wearing shoes?

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