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: Hey, don't hog the Choco-Blast. Ursula
: I'll give you the Choco-Blast if Courtney gives up the Funky Monkey. Courtney
: I'd have thought you'd seen enough funky monkeys. Ursula
: I've missed you guys. Betsy
: And we've missed you. Tiffany
: Speaking of things you've missed, you know who's looking amazing? Lyle. Courtney
: You're right. He's such a catch. He's charming, rich, sensitive... Tiffany
: ...and is equally at home with small animals and children. Ursula
: [sees them reading off poster behind them
] Are you reading that?
[Beatrice runs off with poster
: [to Ursula
] You belong back here. Soon your whole identity is going to get swallowed up by George and the Ursula we know and love is gonna disappear. Beatrice
: And you deserve a husband who'd rather spend time with you than a gorilla.
: I can't help feeling that something's missing. That somewhere, out there, something's waiting for me.
[George swings in and Ursula falls off bed
: Sorry to surprise Ursula, but George can't take living without Ursula. George madly in love. Ursula
: Look, I don't know who you are, but I'm married. Unfortunately. George
: Right. George Ursula's husband.
: Ursula more confused than George. But no time to talk, Bukuvu in trouble. Must get back. George put Ursula first, then jungle, hmm? Ursula
: Listen, I've never heard of the Bukuvu and Lyle's my husband. Thought I have to admit you are quite attractive, and have these sinewy arms of a god! But I'm one of those old-fashioned types and I take my marriage vows very seriously. Betsy
: Then can I have him? George
: Sorry. George love Ursula more than anything in the world. Ursula mean everything to George.
: Do you have any brothers at home?
[George turns and knocks Ursula out
: Have brother Ape. Betsy
: Ooh, an ape.
: George still had one more official duty.
: George! Narrator
: Helping Ursula bring her friends out of their hypnotic trance.
: Ooh, George.
[Betsy pulls him close
: [while kissing
] But I still don't recognize him. Stan? Stan? Is that you? Hey, Stan?
: Here's your towels, angels. Betsy
: Thanks, Charlie.