Simon Listen, lady. Maybe you should leave us alone, so we could focus more on surviving and less on killing ourselves.
Z Zoe
Oh... [chuckles] That is a lot of uptight in a very little package.
Simon I'm not uptight! I just don't wanna see one else getting hur– [something bites him] OW!
Simon [The thing that bit Simon turns out to be a spider]
Criminy. What was that?
Z Zoe
Oh, you know what? That was just a spider and they live here, because this is nature.
Simon This is not just a spider! That's a "phoneutria bahiensis"; its bite contains a neurotoxin!
Ooh, Mr. Fancy Words. So what?
Simon Alvin, toxin: poison, neuro: brain?
Simon Uh, side effects include... changes in personality, loss of inhibition, dry mouth...
Z Zoe
Okay, calm down. I get bitten probably twice a day by these little fellas and I am still completely normal.
[in disbelief]
Yes, normal.
Simon Oh, no...
FA Flight Attendant
[Last lines: Dave, the Chipmunks and the Chipettes are flying home; Dave tries to put the chipmunks' tiny suitcases in the overhead locker]
I'm sorry, sir. That's full. We're gonna have to gate check those.
D Dave
[sighs]
Are you gonna charge me $25 a bag?
FA Flight Attendant
Of course not, sir. It's $25 for the first bag, and $40 for each additional bag.
[shivering in her seat]
I'm a little chilly, would you mind adjusting the vent?
Simon But of course.
[Simon jumps up to adjust the vent, but pushes a book before Brittany aside while landing]
Oh, you wrinkled my business magazine!
Simon Heh, sorry.
[pushes book aside revealing a magazine with herself on the cover]
Guess I'll have to read this. Oh, she's pretty. Oh wait, that's me.
D Dave
Alright, head count.
[appears wearing a monster costume made out of a bag]
BOO! [roars until Dave removes the bag] You like my jungle monster costume? Eleanor made it for me.
E Eleanor
Yeah! Out of the barf bag!
D Dave
Yeah, nice. [tosses bag aside and does a head count] Where's Alvin?
[over intercom]
Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking: we're cleared for an untimed departure for Timbuktu. If Timbuktu is not for you, please alert the flight attendant by pressing your call button.
D Dave
[The passengers do so]
Alvin...
[frantically]
Thank you for choosing Air Alvin, uh...enjoy your flight!
FA Flight Attendant
Sir, please return to your seat, we're about to take off.
FA Flight Attendant
[Alvin jumps off the food cart, accidentally pressing the release lever]
Sit, now!
D Dave
[The cart rolls down the aisle]
No, no, no! [The cart crashes into him] ALVIN!! [Alvin smiles nervously; the plane takes off]
Simon. Where are you going?
Simon [in French accent]
Who is this Simon you speak of?
Simon No, my name is not Simon. It is... Simone!
That's pretty close to Simon.
S Simone
And yet completely different. Would you care to join me on my adventure?
S Simone
The adventure called life!
