Zambezia

Morton:
Gathering, gathering! Nigel, that includes you. [Nigel looks up, disturbed] Beaks closed, ears open!

Cecil:
Friends, wanderers, marabous! When those Zambezians flocked together, they created an inside!

Morton:
[Supporting every word] Inside!

Cecil:
And an outside!

Morton:
Outside!

Cecil:
And if you hadn't noticed, we are on the outside.

Morton:
Here we are!

Cecil:
The Cold, lonely, Desolate, outside.

Morton:
Hooo Hooo Hooo Hooo Hooo Hooo, [Pretends to be chilly] Frigid Africa.

Cecil:
And why?

Morton:
Don't know, it's a mystery! [Gets slapped by Cecil]

Cecil:
Because, they didn't like the look of us.

Marabous:
And what is wrong with what we look like?

Cecil:
They just want their little tree-house all to themselves! How sporty is that!

Morton:
Very sporty! [Gets slapped again]

Cecil:
Not very!

Morton:
No! terrible!

Cecil:
Not very in my book. Which is precisely, why we should accept Budzo's proposal.

Marabous:
Since when a Marabou servants to a lizard?

Morton:
He's got a point!

Cecil:
We will be working with Budzo, thickhead, not FOR Budzo! We are partners in this great endeavour!

Morton:
Teamwork!

Cecil:
We help Budzo get on the island, we share all the goodies! [Cecil Laughs, so does Morton]

Morton:
I am getting hungry just thinking about it. [Gets slapped by Cecil]

Marabous:
Ummm, question! Could those hurricanes be a problem?

Cecil:
Hurricanes, huh! [Making a trifling gesture]

Morton:
Don't make him laugh!

Cecil:
Budzo possesses unrivaled brut strength. With his help a new wind will blow across this valley. [Morton pretends that there is a heavy wind] A wind of change-uh! [Slaps Morton]

Marabous:
I say, good shot! Give us another! [Gets slapped by the Marabou next to him]