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Yes!

Nuh-uh, scissors cuts rock.

Oh, man. How come you always win?

Nice birdie.

Here you go.

Cannibal.

Okay, pull it together.

The key is not to panic.

I'm not panicking.

I wasn't talking to you,

I was talking to me.

But it's okay, because any minute now,

Linda will find us.

Great. And then she'll stick us behind

another set of bars, right?

Yeah. I mean, no.

Look, pet, cages might work for you,

but I don't want to belong to anyone.

Something seems to be lodged in my beak.

Would you mind?

I know I'm not a pretty birdie...

but I used to be quite a looker.

A star.

Lights, camera, action.

I was striking,

suave, ambitious.

Feet to beak...

so birdie-licious

Now I'm vile, I am villainous,

and vicious

Oh, and malicious

I had it all

A TV show, women, too

I was tall

Over one-foot-two

Then they got a

pretty parakeet to fill my shoes

That's why I am so evil,

why I do what I do.

He was a super star

So young and vital

He's nasty

A South American Idol

He's a suspicious bird

Who said that about me?

- A very vicious bird

- I'll have you rotisseried

I'm a feathery freak

With a beak

A bird murderer

You think you're badder than me?

I never heard of ya

I'm evil,

I'll fill your cheese balls with weevils

I poop on people

and I blame it on seagulls

It was him.

- He's a nasty bird

- I'm invincible

- He's ghastly

- I'm un-mince-able

I'm unwashable, unrinseable

Like an abandoned school

I have no principle

All of you Brazilian birds

All 80 million birds

I'll tell you what I'm going to do

I'm going to make you

Shut up, now. Shut up!

It's just me.

I will make you ugly...

...too.

Hey!

Sweet nightmares.

Not cool, man!

Scary, but not cool!

Hey, are you okay?

No, I am definitely not okay!

Wait. What are you doing?

Getting out of here.

Are you going to help me or what?

Actually, all the survival guides say

to sit and wait, and help will come.

No one is coming!

We are on our own and if we just sit here,

we're going to die!

Yes! Yes!

Yes!

No!

Nigel! Get out of the way!

Hold on!

Stop! Stop!

Why don't you just open the door?

Are you kidding me?

What? It's just a standard flip slide bolt.

Come on! Let's fly!

What are you doing?

- I can't.

- What? You can't what?

I can't fly!

You couldn't tell me this before now?

It didn't matter before now!

I hate you.

Is there anything else I need to know?

Yes, I can't fly, I pick my beak,

and once in a while I pee in the bird-bath.

Happy?

There they are!

We got to get out of here!

Just move! Move!

Wait, wait. Listen to me.

Flying may not be my thing,

but walking is.

Follow my lead. Inside leg, outside leg.

Yeah, okay, I got it.

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