Nigel: It's just leaves, and vines, and AAAAH! Oh, that's my foot. (unknown)
Bridget: How do we steer? Who knows how to steer? None of us. We're animals. GREAT! (unknown)
Nigel: [to a wildebeast] Terribly sorry to bother you, but, um, do you speak koala? Sprechen Sie koala? (unknown)
Bridget: [to Nigel] You need a good sports bra. (unknown)
Kazar: Leader. Prophet. Choreographer. (unknown)
Blag: [to Kazar] And for the record, I've always hated your choreography. It's so... '80s. (unknown)
Nigel: Here I come! Hey!
[lands hard on the fence]
Nigel: Who put that bar there? (unknown)
Benny: Well, that settles it, then. My mother definitely drank pool water when she was pregnant with me. (unknown)
Samson: Who are you?
Camo: Our names aren't important.
Cloak: I'm Cloak, he's Camo. (unknown)
Ryan: Dad, thanks for the technical help, but if you really wanted me to roar like you, you'd take me to the wild. (unknown)
Ryan: [to his father] I just want you to know I'm sorry you didn't have a father like the one I have. (unknown)
Samson: Those boxes are bad news. Stay away. (unknown)
Nigel: Permission to go down with the ship. hang on stuff that everyone off the ship (unknown)
Nigel: As that famous koala once said, "We will fight them... with... peaches." (unknown)
[repeated line]
Talking Koala Bear Doll: I'm so cuddly, I like you. (unknown)
Hyrax: [sarcastically] Run for your lives everyone, it's a lion with big moral issues. Ouch! And I had enough of you too! Thanks a lot for wrecking my day! (unknown)
Benny: [after being confronted by a pack of wildebeest] Don't panic, I'm in charge here.
Bridget: That's why we're panicking! (unknown)
[first lines]
Samson: So there I was, face to face with the biggest, meanest leopard on the savannah and...
Ryan: You roared so loud, his spots flew off. Dad I've heard that story a billion times. (unknown)
[Benny walks up to Hamir]
Hamir: Oh Benny, I am needing until Friday before I pay you back.
Benny: No, no, it's Ryan. He's in one of those green boxes, and they took it away. We got to find him.
Hamir: That is not good, not good at all.
[Pidgeons are dancing behind him trying to tell him something]
Hamir: Ah! I know, I know! I am telling him you crazy pigeons!
[sighs] (unknown)
Kazar: Step, Kick, Pivot, Kick, Walk, Walk, Walk! Aaaahhh! Why do we even bother rehearsing.
[snorts at Blag]
Kazar: Mmmmm. Mmm-mm. A good chorus line is so hard to put together. (unknown)
Nigel: If you don't give us ice creams pretty quick, you're gonna walk the plank, sir. (unknown)
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