Run, friend! Run!

Run? Why should I run?

Why should you run? Could it be possible that you don't know who I am?

I know you, all right. You're Shere Khan.

Precisely. And you should also know that everyone runs from Shere Khan. [pokes Mowgli's chin with his right pointy claw]

[angrily pushes Shere Khan's paw away]

You don't scare me! I won't run from anyone!

Ah, you have spirit for one so small. And such spirit is deserving of a sporting chance. Now, I'm going to close my eyes, and count to 10. It makes the chase more interesting...for me. 1... [Mowgli looks for something to defend himself with as Shere Khan continues counting]...2... [Mowgli spots something and goes over to retrieve it.] ...3... [As Mowgli picks up a stick, Shere Khan begins to suspect something.] ...4... [Mowgli prepares to defend himself] You're trying my patience. [counts faster just as Baloo arrives] 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!

[Shere Khan leaps at Mowgli with a loud roar, Mowgli loses all of his nerve at the sight of this fearsome creature; Shere Khan almost catches Mowgli until Baloo grabs him by the tail]

Run, Mowgli, run!

Let go, you big oaf!

He's got a tiger by the tail, he has!

And he'd better hang on, too!

[Baloo hides beside a tree, but Shere Khan bites him in the butt] [screams in serious pain]

YEOW!!!!

[hitting Shere Khan with a thick twig in serious anger]

Take that, you big bully!

Let 'im 'ave it again, kid! 'it 'im again, kid! Go on!