Col. Hathi: [looking closely at a recruit's trunk] Tsk, tsk, tsk. A dusty muzzle. [to elephant in question] Soldier, remember in battle, that trunk can save your life. [taps trunk with cane] Take good care of it, my man.Elephant #2: Yes, sir!Col. Hathi: Very good. Carry on.[the next recruit has dirty tusks and is lazily chewing on some vegetation.]Col. Hathi: [clears his throat in annoyance] Let's have a little more spit and polish on those bayonets. [taps tusk with cane]Elephant #3: Yes, sir!Col. Hathi: Esprit de corps! That's the way I earned my commission in the Mahajarah's 5th Pachyderm Brigade. Back in '88, it was. Or was it...?Winifred: [whispering to another elephant] Here it comes. The "Victoria Cross" bit again.Col. Hathi: It was then I received the Victoria Cross, for bravery above and beyond the call of duty. [chuckles] Those were the days. Discipline! Discipline was the thing! [leans on his cane] It builds character and all that sort of thing, you know--[Hathi's cane snaps as he leans on it]Col. Hathi: Oh! Um... Where was I? Oh, yes. Inspection.[The next recruit is a rough-looking elephant with bent tusks and a black eye]Col. Hathi: Very good. Carry on.[The next recruit is an elephant with a goofy looking grin across his face]Col. Hathi: Wipe off that silly grin, soldier! This is the army.[The elephant's smile droops into a sad frown, making his tusks droop. The next recruit is focused on a fly buzzing around his face which lands on his trunk]Col. Hathi: Ahem. [swats the fly with his cane] Eyes front.[Next, the lieutenant, with a mop of hair]Col. Hathi: Tsk, tsk, tsk. Lieutenant, that haircut is not regulation. [messes the hair up] Rather on the gaudy side, don't you think?[Hathi swipes his cane across, giving the lieutenant a military style flat-top haircut]Col. Hathi: There. That's better.[Hathi looks to the left]Col. Hathi: And as for you--[Realises that he's talking to his son, Junior. Looks down]Col. Hathi: Oh, there you are. [chuckles] Let's keep those heels together, shall we, son?Junior: OK, Pop-- sir!Col. Hathi: Yes, that's better.[Turns to Mowgli]Col. Hathi: Well, a new recruit, eh? [chuckles and pokes Mowgli's nose with his cane] I say, what happened to your trunk?Mowgli: Hey! Stop that!Col. Hathi: [gasps, sputters] A Man-cub! [picking up Mowgli with trunk] Oh, this is treason! Sabotage! I'll have no Man-cub in my jungle! [puts him down on ground]Mowgli: It's not your jungle!Bagheera: Hold it. Hold it! I can explain, Hathi.Col. Hathi: Colonel Hathi, if you please, sir.Bagheera: Oh, yes, yes. Colonel Hathi. The Man-cub is with me. I'm taking him back to the Man Village.Col. Hathi: To stay?Bagheera: You have the word of Bagheera.Col. Hathi: Good. And remember, an elephant never forgets. [mumbling] Heh. I don't know what the army's coming to these days. These young whippersnappers, who do they think they are?

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