[Captain Gutt and his crew are ordering the enslaved hyraxes in building his new ship]
You call this a ship, you miserable runts?
Yeah, you little runts! Get to work!
Faster, you worthless wormy sons of sorry excuses for shark-bait weevils!
What did he say?
I don't know.
...Now, get this chunk of ice seaworthy by sundown...or I will keelhaul THE LOT OF YOU!
So what do you think?
Two words, anger management.
I'm talking about the current. Diego's right. We found the way home.
Yeah, that's great. Too bad we don't have a ship.
Sure we do. It's right there.
Well, that's a flawless plan. You want to pirate a pirate ship from pirates.
It pains me to say this, but... -our prisoner has a point.
Yeah, well...
Guys. The trees have ears.
Wait a minute, maybe we can help each other. Hey, little fellas. Hey, come on out. No, no, it's okay. We're not going to hurt you. How about you and us against the pirates, huh? You got no idea what I'm saying, do you? Okay, ship, me want.
Yeah, nice try, Jungle Jim.
Go ahead make fun. He got it. Thank you.
May I try?
Yeah, knock yourself out.
Okay, watch this. Sick sloths sip broth, sick sloths sip broth. Ta-dah!
That, they got?
Yup, they're in.
Great, we'll free your buddies, and we can all work together... to kick a little pirate booty.
