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.
(Dave holds out his fist and Alvin gives him 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 gives Theodore an "I'm watching you" gesture)
Dave:
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:
Maybe you can use it to signal that helicopter.
(A emergency helicopter flies by)
Ian:
What?
Elanor:
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 guy in the helicopter:
Everything's okay. We got you, guys!
