Colonel Hathi:
[as Bagheera tries to appeal to him about searching for Mowgli]
Sorry, Bagheera, fortunes of war and all that sort of thing, you know.
Winifred:
[walking up to Hathi]
This has gone far enough! Far enough!
[stands in Hathi's way]
Winifred:
Now just a minute, you pompous old windbag!
Colonel Hathi:
Winifred, what are you doing out of ranks?
Winifred:
Never mind! How would you like to have our boy lost and alone in the jungle?
Colonel Hathi:
Our son?
[close to a mumble]
Colonel Hathi:
Alone?
[out loud]
Colonel Hathi:
But Winifred, old girl, that's an entirely different matter!
Winifred:
Hmph!
Colonel Hathi:
[proudly]
Different entirely.
Winifred:
That little boy is no different than our own son. Now you help find him or I'm taking over command!
Colonel Hathi:
What? A female leading my herd? Utterly preposterous!
Junior:
Pop, the man cub and I are friends. He'll get hurt if we don't find him. Please, Pop, sir, please?
Colonel Hathi:
[softening up a tinge]
Now don't you worry, son. Your father had a plan in mind all the time.
Winifred:
[smirks smugly]
[sarcastically]
Winifred:
Sure, you did.
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