Pocahontas1995

Ben:
All right! This one's ready to hoist!?

Lon:
Two on each side. Ready now? Push! Watch it! It's slipping!

Ben:
[John, Thomas, Lon pushing the fence] Come on, lads, it's only a little picket fence.

Lon:
[Meeko climbs the fence] Steady! Steady!

Ben:
There you go.

Thomas:
That'll keep everything out, eh, John? [John digs a shovel] Something wrong, John?

John Smith:
What?!

Thomas:
You've been quiet the last few days.

Lon:
[to John] Oh, he's just mad he missed all the action.

Thomas:
Ah, don't worry, John. You'll get your chance to deal with Indians.

Lon:
Yeah. We'll take care of them, like we did last time, eh, mates? [singing] We shot ourselves an injun, or maybe two or three.

Ben:
[angrily kicks him] All right, you howling nutter! Get to work!

Lon:
Come on, Ben, it's just just a little fun.

Ben:
[sarcastically] Oh, sure, we're having loads of fun. Right, look at us. No gold, no food, while Ratcliffe sits up in his tent all day happy as a clam.

Ratcliffe:
[in his tent] I'm doomed! I should be wallowing in riches right now, and I haven't found as much as a speck! [Meeko sniffing to sees Percy] Think. Think! It's got to be around somewhere. Where could it be? [Percy is seen playing with a merry-go-round that has dog biscuits, Percy begin to eat the biscuits, but then he notices Meeko eating them.] I've mined the forests and the hills and the swamps... and NOTHING! [Percy begins to chase Meeko away without Ratcliffe even noticing] Why can't I find it?! What am I overlooking?!

[He turns around and is shocked it to Wiggins apparently shot through the head with an arrow]

Wiggins:
I... I... [he takes off his headband, made from an native's arrow] I made it myself!

Ratcliffe:
[snatches it off his head] Take that silly...! [looking at the arrow] Of course. The Indians. Wiggins, why do you think those insolent heathens attacked us?

Wiggins:
Because we invaded their land and cut down their trees and dug up their earth?

Ratcliffe:
It's the gold! They have it, and they don't want us to take it from them. Well, I'll just have to take it by force then, won't I?

[Ben and Lon tired, When Ratcliffe comes lookin' Smith has disappeared.]

Ratcliffe:
You there! Where's Captain Smith?

Lon:
Well, he's... gone.

Ben:
Ay, your singing must have scared him off.

Ratcliffe:
Well then go get him, for heaven's sake!

Lon:
What if we run into the Indians?

Ratcliffe:
That's what guns are for! Now arm yourselves and get moving!