Capt. T.C. Doyle:
[about the water buffalo tranquilizer]
Well, how are we gonna get her to swallow one of these?
David Poole:
Well, she's not supposed to... swallow it.
Capt. T.C. Doyle:
Oh, no...
Capt. Sam Cahill:
[laughs and pushes the pillbox into Poole's hands]
Well, Dr. David Poole...
David Poole:
Oh, no. No, no, no, no. I said I would help you guys out, but putting my hand up an elephant's ass was never part of the deal.
Capt. Sam Cahill:
On three.
Capt. T.C. Doyle:
[whispering]
Oh, no... please, please, please...
[louder]
Capt. T.C. Doyle:
What do you got?
Capt. Sam Cahill:
Evens.
Capt. T.C. Doyle:
Okay.
[They shoot for it, and Doyle loses. Poole smirks and hands him the pillbox]
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