The Jungle Book1967

[Col. Hathi and the Jungle Patrol are marching]

Bagheera:
Stop! Wait a minute! HAAAALLLLLTT!!!!

[The Jungle Patrol stops abruptly stops]

Col. Hathi:
Who said halt?! I give the commands around here! Now, speak up! Who was it?!

Bagheera:
It was me, Colonel.

Col. Hathi:
What is this, taking over command?! Highly irregular, you know!

[Shere Khan is seen spying on them]

Bagheera:
Oh, Colonel, I'm sorry, but I need your help.

Col. Hathi:
Oh, impossible! We're on a cross-country march!

Bagheera:
But this is an emergency! I need you to find the man-cub!

Col. Hathi:
Man-cub? What man-cub?

Shere Khan:
How interesting

Bagheera:
The one I was taking to the Man Village!

Col. Hathi:
Good, that's where he belongs. Now sir, if you don't mind, we'd like to get on with the march.

Bagheera:
No, no, you don't understand, Hathi! He's lost. He ran away.

Shere Khan:
How delightful.

Col. Hathi:
Well, it serves the whippersnapper right.

Bagheera:
But Shere Khan the Tiger is sure to pick up the man-cub's trail.

Col. Hathi:
[luaghs] Shere Khan?! Nonsense, old boy! Shere Khan isn't within miles from here!

Shere Khan:
[chuckles evilly]

Col. Hathi:
Sorry, Bagheera. Fortunes of war and all that sort of thing, you know.

Winifred:
[storms towards Hathi, with Junior following her] This has gone far enough! Far enough! [to Hathi] Now, just a minute, you pompous old windbag!

Col. Hathi:
Winifred! What are you doing out of ranks?!

Winifred:
Never mind! [indicating Junior] How would like to have our boy lost and alone in the jungle?

Col. Hathi:
Our son... alone? But Winifred, old girl, this is an entirely different matter!

Winifred:
Hmph!

Col. Hathi:
Different, entirely.

Winifred:
That little boy is no different than our own son. Now, you help find him or I'm taking over command!

Col. Hathi:
What?! A female leading my heard?! Utterly preposterous!

Junior:
Pop, the man-cub and I are friends. He'll get hurt if we don't find him. Please, pop? Sir? please?

Col. Hathi:
[softening up] Now, don't you worry, son. You father had a plan in mind all the time.

Winifred:
[sarcastically] Sure you did.