The Wild (2006)
Nigel: As that famous koala once said, "We will fight them... with... peaches."
Nigel: [as a pack of dogs runs away] Go on, you mutts! Stupid dogs, we could've taken you.
[the pack of dogs return]
Nigel: Taken you to a... to a disco.
Benny: Well, that settles it, then. My mother definitely drank pool water when she was pregnant with me.
Samson: Ryan. Ryan, are you still with me?
Ryan: It's OK, Dad. I just want you to know I'm sorry you didn't have a father like the one I have.
Talking Koala Bear Doll: I'm so cuddly, I like you.
Samson: So there I was, face to face with the biggest, meanest leopard on this side of the Serengeti. And...
Ryan: You roared so loud, his spots flew clean off. Dad I've heard this like a billion times.
Samson: Do you know the one where I made the laughing hyenas...
Ryan: Cry? Yep.
Samson: The croc attack?
Samson: OK. Think.
Ryan: Yeah, you do that.
Samson: All right, Mr. Smart Guy, here's one I know you haven't heard. It all started in a little place I like to call... the wild.
Nigel: Do we not have the Party Hats of Death? I've got mine.
Ryan: I told you I'd come to the game.
Samson: You think this is funny? You just endangered everyone in the zoo!
Ryan: I'm sorry.
Samson: For what? Chasing the Gazelles or costing us the game?
Ryan: No, I...
Samson: All you do is sit in your tree and sulk.
Ryan: If you would just...
Samson: I mean, What is it? What's the problem? Is all of this because you can't roar?
Samson: Ryan, I didn't mean that.
Ryan: You know what I'm doing when I'm sulking up in my tree? I'm thinking how great it would be if Samson the Wild wasn't my father.
Samson: Huh? Ryan, I... I didn't
Ryan: 'Cause it would make being Ryan the Lame a whole lot easier.
[he starts running away]
Samson: Ryan, I'm sorry. Ryan! Please don't... leave.
Larry: Bye, Ryan! Thanks for coming to the game.
[talking about a sewer system]
Samson: Appears to be a human bathing area.
Nigel: You mean humans don't lick themselves clean? Disgusting!
Nigel: [wearing a popcorn dispenser] I've got popcorn up my bum. Does I look trashy in this?
Nigel: It's fine - it's just leaves, and vines, and AAAAH what's that? Oh, that's my foot.
Bridget: How do we steer? Who knows how to steer? None of us. We're animals. GREAT!
Nigel: [to a wildebeast] Terribly sorry to bother you, but, um, do you speak koala? Sprechen Sie koala?
Blag: [to Kazar] And for the record, I've always hated your choreography. It's so... '80s.
Ryan: Dad, thanks for the technical help, but if you really wanted me to roar like you, you'd take me to the wild.
Nigel: Permission to go down with the ship, sir? Hang on, stuff that - everyone off the ship!
Hyrax: [sarcastically] Run for your lives everyone, it's a lion with big moral issues. Ouch! And I had enough of you too! Thanks a lot for wrecking my day!
Benny: [after being confronted by a pack of wildebeest] Don't panic, I'm in charge here.
Bridget: That's why we're panicking!
[Benny walks up to Hamir]
Hamir: Oh Benny, I am needing until Friday before I pay you back.
Benny: No, no, it's Ryan. He's in one of those green boxes, and they took it away. We got to find him.
Hamir: That is not good, not good at all.
[Pidgeons are dancing behind him trying to tell him something]
Hamir: Ah! I know, I know! I am telling him you crazy pigeons!
Kazar: Step, Kick, Pivot, Kick, Walk, Walk, Walk! Aaaahhh! Why do we even bother rehearsing.
[snorts at Blag]
Kazar: Mmmmm. Mmm-mm. A good chorus line is so hard to put together.
Nigel: If you don't give us ice creams pretty quick, you're gonna walk the plank, sir.
Carmine: You done running your mouth yet, Carmine? Huh? Are you? Huh? Huh?
[turns to Samson and his friends]
Carmine: I apologize, he never got over being flushed down the toilet.
[hit Carmine 2 more times]
Larry: Oh, oh, I know; he's sulking because he lives in his father's shadow, and he roars like a school girl.
Samson: Thanks, Larry.
Larry: You betcha.
Hyrax: Aaahh! Doesn't anyone ever knock anymore?
Samson: Hey, where's my son? Did he come through here?
Hyrax: Yeah, now that I think about it, he did come through here.
[turns to toilet]
Hyrax: Hello? Come out of there, baby lion, your dad's here! well, what do you know, it's a whole pride of lions down here!
Ryan: Story of my life. Your roar stops a herd of wildebeests. Mine makes the babies laugh.
Samson: Hey, come on. That was much better. I'm serious! It dropped half an octave.
Samson: It dropped half an octave.
Samson: And it sure scared me. Made my hair stand up on end.
Ryan: Yeah, right, Dad.
Samson: Ok. Let's take it from the top.
Ryan: I'm done for the day
Samson: Come on, come on, one more. You were so close. Maybe it's something technical. Maybe you're not opening your mouth wide enough.
[opens Ryan's mouth wide]
Samson: Like this.
Ryan: Dad, thanks for the technical help, but if you wanted me to roar like you, you'd take me to the wild.
Samson: Whoa! Hold on a second. We've got everything we could ever want right here. Great lifestyle, three squares a day.
Ryan: And it's boring. I'm never gonna learn how to roar here, Dad.
Ryan: But don't worry. I finally figured out how we can get to the wild.
Samson: You did?
Ryan: The pigeons say those green boxes go there.
Samson: Those boxes are bad news. Stay away.
Ryan: But, Dad...
Samson: Listen, I know you're frustrated, but a lion finds his roar...
Ryan: I'm... I'm so tired of hearing that, Dad!
Bridget: Don't stare at my spots, Benny. My eyes are up here.
Benny: Oh! Oh, of course. I'm so sorry. Oh, oh, this, this is for you, honey.
[presents candy necklace to Bridget]
Benny: It goes around your left hoof.
Bridget: Did you get that out of the trash? Oh, you did! You little trash-picker!
Benny: I'm not a trash-picker. I'm a recycler. That's a lot more romantic. Isn't it?
Nigel: What on earth is going on?
Bridget: It's a human, and I do not think he works for the zoo.
Nigel: Perhaps now is a good time to improvise.
[Bridget steps on Samson's tail. He rawrs. The boat driver was screaming and then jumps off the boat]
Nigel: Great! One problem down...
Larry: Far out. Cool.
[He gets rolled into the steering wheel]
Nigel: One disaster to go.
Samson's Father: [growls] I should have known. If you'd been born in the wild, you'd know how to roar.
Young Samson: Dad?
[car engine starts]
Young Samson: Dad! Dad! Please!
Young Samson: Dad.
Samson: When they ship me to the zoo, I never wanted anyone to know where I came from. Especially those closest to me. I should have told you sooner.
Ryan: But all those stories you tell?
Samson: I'm so sorry, Ryan.
Ryan: Everything you told me was a lie?