Alvin:
Um, Dave?
Dave:
Yes, Alvin?
Alvin:
I just wanted to say now that we're not all, you know, (coughs) dead (chuckles) Sorry.... Sorry. Hm? Heh, Sorry I was acting like a child on the ship. And kind of maybe ruined our family vacation.
Dave:
Sometimes a racehorse needs a little room to run.
Alvin:
Yes. Yeah. I like where your head's at. That is very wise, David. (gives Dave a fist bump)
Ian:
'Sup? (Holds out fist for a fist bump also but no one gives him one) What, no love for Uncle Ian?
Brittany and Eleanor:
You put us in cages!
Ian:
Seriously? Are we still talking about that?! New subject: I saved Dave's life!
Theodore:
Okay, but I'll be watching you, mister!
(Ian shoots Theodore an "I'm watching you" gesture)
Dave:
(looks up at the sky, then back at Alvin) Alvin, you still have that pocketknife I gave you?
Alvin:
Knife? Oh, right! (chuckles) Sorry, I meant to give it back. (pulls it out)
Dave:
I want you to keep it.
Alvin:
Really?
Dave:
(points to the sky) Maybe you can use it to signal that helicopter.
(A rescue helicopter flies overhead)
Ian:
(jumps up) What?
Eleanor:
Hey!
Brittany:
We're down here!
Dave:
Hello!
Ian:
It's me, Ian Hawke! Jett Records!
(Alvin flips open the knife)
Dave:
Guys, circle around!
Rescue crew guy in the Helicopter:
Everything's okay. We got you, guys!
(a flash of sunlight reflecting off the knife transitions to the Chipmunks & Chipettes' performance at the International Music Awards)
