Stop thinking about your belly, Baby! In fact, stop thinking, period! You'll just hurt yourself, you Muppet!
Baby Bear And why would I listen to a porridge-stealing orphan like you?! You're not even a bear!
Oh, I'm more of a bear than you are!
Baby Bear You're nothing but a low-rent Cinderella!
Well, that's rich comin' from you, Baby! 'Cause you know what you are?!
YOU'RE A DAFT, FAT, SLOW-THINKING, NO-READING, LIME-DESEASE, FLEA-RIDDEN DINGLEBERRY BEAR!!!
Baby Bear I haven't got dingleberries!
Nah, ya do. Ya do have 'em.
[laughs.]
"Dingleberries!"
Baby Bear Oi, you shut up, you little mutt, OR I'LL CUT YOU FROM POOPER TO SNOOTER!
[gasps.]
I'm in the mix now! Okay! Okay, here we go! You're all a bunch of KNUCKLE-DRAGGING, HONEY-SCRUNGING, GRUB-[Bleep], OAFISH-[Bleep], [Bleep]-MUNCHING, MANGY [Bleep], NUGGET [Bleep]…AND YOUR SNOOTER! [laughs hysterically.]
[chuckles.]
I like the cut of his jib.
Ah, this is great. Razzin' and ribbin' and barbin' and poopin' and snootin'. Oh, I wish I had a family like this. [sighs.] Speaking from one orphan to another, Goldi, you won the orphan lottery.
Baby Bear [angriest at Goldi]
So what is it?! Eh?! What's your 'just right'?! What's so blasted important that you've got us STRANDED IN THIS HAUNTED FOREST?!?!?!
[emotionally]
I'M GETTING A FAMILY! THAT'S WHAT! A proper family! And everything will be just right.
Baby Bear [sits down]
Your “just right” is getting rid of us?
Well, I guess some people just stick around until the porridge is gone, eh, Goldi?
[After the explosion of the star]
I hate to say it, but should we make a wish?
Kitty, one life spent with you is all that I could wish for.
Baby Bear [crying]
You saved my life, Sis. You were gonna make the wish, but you didn't make the wish 'cause you wanted to save your family. [shushing] And I-- I was really scared. And then… [sobbing]
Oi, don't get so blubbery about it. Whose porridge would I eat otherwise?
MB Mama Bear
I'm sorry you didn't get your wish, Goldi, love.
But I did, Mama. I did get my wish. Everything… is just right.
MB Mama Bear
Ah. Oh, now you've made me cry. Aw.
Now, what say we all go home and hibernate?
Hey, Goldi, you are a chip off the old block, you are.
Well, what can I say? I won the orphan lottery. [looks at Perrito]
Hey, Baby, you got any ideas for our next job?
Baby Bear Oh! Remember that pie factory? I suspect that they might be experiencing a leadership vacuum.
MB Mama Bear
Oh, family business. Oh, how exciting.
Now's a good time to talk about ethical business practices.
Baby Bear [screams]
THERE'S A TALKING COCKROACH ON MY NOSE! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!
Oh, no, no, wait just a second. [Goldi grunts]
Baby Bear Ow! Hey! Hang on!
Hey, Perrito, about that name. Let's pick one out for you.
Yeah. Oh, what about “Chiquito”?
Ah. “Chomper.” What do you think, Perrito? “Chomper,” no?
I got it, I got it. How about “Jeff”?
He doesn't have a Jeff's face.
[chuckling]
You know, if it's the same to you, I think I'll just stick with “Perrito.” I kind of like it, since that's what my friends call me.
Then “Perrito” it shall be.
[chuckles softly]
You know, to be honest, “Chomper” is pretty good.
Well, we'll keep, uh, workshopping it. [chuckles]
