Mowgli: Gee, cousin Louie, you're doing real good.
King Louie: Now here's your part of the deal, cuz. Lay the secret on me of Man's Red Fire.
Mowgli: But I don't know how to make fire.
King Louie: [singing] Now don't try to kid me, Man Cub / I made a deal with you / What I desire is Man's Red Fire / To make my dream come true / Now give me the secret, Man Cub / Come on, clue me what to do / Give me the power of Man's Red Flower / So I can be like you.

Mowgli: Oh, Baloo, I wanna stay with you.
Baloo: Certainly, you do.
Bagheera: Oh? And just how do you think he will survive?
Baloo: "How do you think he will... " What do you mean how do you think he... He's with me, ain't he? And I'll learn him all I know.
Bagheera: Oh? That shouldn't take too long.

Baloo: [singing] Now when you pick a pawpaw / Or a prickly pear/ And you prick a raw paw / Well, next time beware / Don't pick the prickly pear by the paw / When you pick a pear try to use the claw / But you don't need to use the claw / When you pick a pear of the big pawpaw / Have I given you a clue?
Mowgli: Golly, thanks, Baloo.
Bagheera: Pawpaw, ha! Of all the silly gibberish.
Baloo: [tugging on Bagheera's tail] C'mon, Baggy, get with the beat.

Baloo: So just try and... relax. Yeah. Cool it. Fall apart in my backyard. 'Cause let me tell you something, little britches
Baloo: [singing] When you find out you can live without it / And go along not thinking about it / I'll tell you something true / The bare necessities of life will come to you.

[singing] Now, I'm the king of the swingers, whoa / The jungle V.I.P. / I've reached the top and had to stop / And that's what's botherin' me / I wanna be a man, Man Cub / And stroll right into town / And be just like the other men / I'm tired of monkeyin' around.

King Louie

Baloo: [scatting] Well, it's a doo-bah-dee-doo, yes, it's a doo-bah-dee-doo, I mean a doo-bee, doo-bee, doo-bee, doo-bee, doo-bee-dee-doo. And with...
Baloo: Well, now. Ha ha! What have we here?
Baloo: Hmmm. Say, what a funny little bit of a...
Mowgli: [slaps Baloo in the nose] Go away!
Baloo: Oh, boy! I've seen everything in these woods. Ooh, what have I run on? What a pretty thing this is.
Mowgli: Leave me alone.
Baloo: Well, now. That's pretty big talk, little britches.
Mowgli: I'm big enough.
Baloo: Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. Pitiful. Hey, kid. You need help, and ol' Baloo's gonna learn ya to fight like a bear.

Colonel Hathi: [Seeing Mowgli for the first time] Well, a new recruit, eh? Ha ha... uh say, what happened to your trunk?
Mowgli: [Much annoyed] Hey, stop that!
Colonel Hathi: [Surprised beyond belief] A mancub! This is treason!
Colonel Hathi: Sabotage! I'll have no mancub in my jungle!
Mowgli: It's not your jungle!
Bagheera: [Running onto the scene] Hold it! Hold it! I can explain, Hathi.
Colonel Hathi: Colonel Hathi, if you please sir.
Bagheera: Oh yes. Colonel Hathi. The mancub is with me. I'm taking him to the man village.
Colonel Hathi: To stay?
Bagheera: You have the word of Bagheera.
Colonel Hathi: Good. And remember

You better believe it!


[singing] Father's hunting in the forest / Mother's cooking in the home / I must go to fetch the water / 'Til the day that I'm grown /'Til I'm grown, 'til I'm grown / I must go to fetch the water/ 'Til the day that I'm grown / Then I will have a handsome husband / And a daughter of my own / And I'll send her to fetch the water / I'll be cooking in the home / Then I'll send her to fetch the water / I'll be cooking in the home

The Girl

Baloo: Now, look. It's like this, little britches. All you gotta do is...
Baloo: [singing] Look for the bare necessities / The simple bare necessities / Forget about your worries and your strife / I mean the bare necessities / Are Mother Nature's recipies / That bring the bare necessities of life / Wherever I wander / Wherever I roam / I couldn't be fonder / Of my big home / The bees are buzzin' in the tree / To make some honey just for me / When you look under the rocks and plants / And take a glance at the fancy ants / Then maybe try a few...
Mowgli: You eat ants?
Baloo: You better believe it. And you're gonna *love* the way they tickle.

Bagheera: Many strange legends are told of these jungles of India, but none so strange as the story of a small boy named Mowgli. It all began when the silence of the jungle was broken by an unfamiliar sound.
Bagheera: It was a sound like one never heard before in this part of the jungle. It was a man cub! Had I known how deeply I was to be involved, I would've obeyed my first impulse and walked away.

Mowgli: Hello. What are you doing?
Junior: Shh. Drillin'.
Mowgli: Can I do it, too?
Junior: Sure, just do what I do. But don't talk in ranks. It's against regulations.

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