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This was obviously not the right time of the month to try and get together. / The time of the month has little to do with it. WE are on fire... WE will be satisfied. WE... We? Jubal? / We? / J-J-Jubal... / Get out!!! |
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Chelsea, calm down. You're okay. / I'm trying to, but I feel so trapped... / Whoa! Deja vu! / ? / Got to get out of here. Got to... open that window. / Don't follow me. I will swat at you. / Chelsea wait! |
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What it is Jubal? Are you okay? Your lip?! / I'm fine. Uh, Chelsea just went outside. / Were you two playing hide and seek again? / Chelsea changed! She became the panther, but this time she talked! / Oh wow. |
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Hey guys. What's going on? / Act casual. / Jubal and Chelsea has a fight and she ran outside. I think she's real upset, so we need to find her. / Well, Cyn, she may want to be alone and have time to think about things. / No!! We have to find her so that... I can... apologize. That's it. Apologize. / Yeah. |
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Jubal and I will go out and look for Chelsea. Cyn you stay here in case Chelsea comes back. / I'll... I'll wait outside then. / We need to tell him about Chelsea. Whether you find a talking panther or find a naked girl, Paul is going to know something is up. / *Sigh* You may be right. A naked girl I could explain. A talking panther would take a little more imagination. |
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Did you and Chelsea really have a fight? / You could say that. / Is there a conspiracy surrounding Chelsea? Every time I mention her, suddenly you're on the Warren Commision. What's the mystery? / So, she's a witch. That only means she makes her own soap rather than buy it like everyone else. |
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Let me think. When my little kitty used to have problems she would hide under the house. Hmmm. I wonder if the same is true for big kitties. / I hope so. / I mean I'd hate to think I was crawling on my hands and knees just to see a bunch of slugs... ewww slugs. / Well, there you are! / I don't see anything Sheriff. He probably went home. / Could be. Let's head back and I'll get in touch with Toby. That damn fool cat's sleeping in a warm place by now while we... / Sheriff look! / I see him! Just about to get him in my sight! / What the? / Did you... did you see that! He disappeared! Just gone!! / Well... fellas he's back! |
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How did that THING get behind us??!! / Who cares! Shoot it!!! / What the...? |
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Yaaaaaaaaaaaa!! / What happened? / I don't know, but I'm getting the hell out of here! |
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Come on Chelsea! Let's get out of here. Let's go outside and get you... normal. / Will you come on! What's wrong with you?! / Sniff sniff. / Look! There's a chicken! Go get it! / Scratch Scratch Scratch / Okay, there really wasn't a chicken. I made that up. |
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Wait a minute. I thought Jubal said you could talk. / What are you so shy about? Don't want to kiss and tell? / Swat!! / Hey!! / If you didn't want to talk about it why didn't you just say so?! / Snarrrl |
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Okay, if you won't come out, I'll drag you out. / Ugggh!! Come on Chels, you could help out a little bit you know. / Phew! My God Chelsea, how much do you weigh now? / Well, I will tell you one thing. When this is over it's SlimFast city for you! |
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Okay, that's it. Have it your way. If you want to stay down here, then stay down here. / Nnyuuhhh! / Boy, try and help some people. / Hee! I knew that would get you out of there! |
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We've been out here for over an hour. Chelsea's probably back at the inn with Cynthia by now. / I can see them now, sipping on hot chocolate and talking about our bad habits. / You have a bad habit? / Yeah, I let you talk me into silly things like this. / We rarely share any of these sister to sister moments anymore. / I miss them, but I understand. You've got a problem and you don't mean anything by it. / It's like cousin Ernie who has Tourette's. He didn't mean to say all those bad things at mama and daddy's anniversary party. / It just sort of... happened. It's the same with you I guess. No matter what though... / You have a sister to lean on. / Poot! / Oh! / Chelsea! That was very un-lady like! / Of course at the moment you're hardly a... lady. Hee! |
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I'm hungry. Are you hungry? Let's raid the fridge when we get back. / Jubal! / Isn't that Cynthia waving at us? / Yeah, um, funny isn't it. Paul. There's something I need to tell you. / Is that a dog next to her? Can't be a dog. Looks like a... OH GOD! / Uh, Paul? |
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Cynthia. Step very calmly over to me. / No. Didn't Jubal tell you? This is Chelsea. / Jubal, I thought you said Chelsea could talk. She hasn't said a word to me all night. / Why does my wife think her sister is a talking leopard? / All girls are a little catty sometimes. |
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Cynthia, that leopard is not your sister. Chelsea cannot change into a monster. That I assure you! / It is so! Jubal, tell him that this is... MONSTER? / Paul is right. That cat is not Chelsea. / THAT cat is Chelsea. |
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That's not Chelsea either! / It's obvious these cats are someone's pets that have gotten loose. / Uh, w-wait juuuust a m-minute. If that's Chelsea over there, then w-w-who i-i-is this? / Catch me. / That's not Chelsea. |
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Jubal, you take Cynthia inside and wake up Mr. Dove. He may know who these animals belong to. / I'll stay here... / Look! / They're sniffing each other's butts!! / Sniff Sniff / Sniff / Hey! / Maybe we should just leave them alone. |
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Sniff Sniff / Gwrrrarrr! / I guess some guys just don't get that no means no. / Rwrr |
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One leopard has flown the coop. Now that just leaves us with this one to contend with. / Paul, I need to borrow your coat. / Uh, okay. Why? / I just do. / Hey! What are you doing putting my coat on that animal?! / I asked him to. / ... / No. That didn't happen. It was a trick. It had to be. It had to be. Didn't it? That's impossible. / Come inside with me and I'll tell you ALL about it. / Chelsea? I thought you could talk? Why didn't you speak up back then? / It's not me Jubal. It's you. I've never been able to communicate with ANYONE while I was the panther, but somehow... / You reached me. Somehow, some way YOU reached me. |
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Sorry to see you all go so soon. / I am sorry too, but it is... unavoidable. I will e-mail you a copy of the article so that you can proof it over. We should be able to have it in the paper by the end of the week. / Son, are you sure everything is okay? / Even though it can't possibly be reality, do you ever get the feeling that the world really IS flat? |
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So, he came back on his own. That's good. Very good. / You just make sure he stays on the other end of this fence, you hear. / The next time, Toby, Othello over there may not be so lucky. / The next time I'll go after the blonde. |
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The fierce jungle cat skulks through the tree, stalking its prey. / The fierce jungle cat freezes, simply becoming another branch on the tree as he readies to pounce on the unsuspecting bird. / The fierce jungle cat is hanging on for dear life! |
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Hey! I didn't know that you could fly. / Then again clumsily falling out of a tree can hardly be compared to the power of flight. Heh! / Bide you time eyeless boy. Bide your time and beware my wrath. |
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I take it that Miss Chelsea and you are still experimenting and trying to be together without letting the cat out of the bag, so to speak? / Yeah, so far no luck. / I must offer my humblest sorrow for your plight. I'm certain that it must be quite FRUSTRATING for you. Hmm? / Chelsea was right. You are evil. / I try. |
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They say love is blind. Deaf, dumb and crippled too, if you ask me. / Hello Mr. Blue Kitty. / ? / Dear Lord, a child. Perhaps if I ignore her she will... / Don't you want to play with me Mr. Blue Kitty! / Meereoww! |
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Have you seen Sebastian? / You could say that. / Grandma and I need to give him his medicine. What to join in the fun? / I think I'll pass. / Now where is that little weasel? You know he's probably lying under a shrub or in a flower bed sleeping away in blissful heaven. / I'm... in... HELL. / No! No! No, Mr. Blue Kitty, you can't get out! / Why are you doing this to me? / To have fun! And all kitties should have tea in a nice warm place. / TEA?! I only like tea in my milk and without the tea! / Then you'll stay here until you learn some manners! / Care for a crumpet? / No tuna flavored I suppose? / Sorry. |
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I suppose it could be your childlike innocence that allows you to understand me. / Huh? / How old are you? / I'll be eight next month. / Eight? That seems to be a little old for genuine innocence these days. / You must not be smoking yet. |
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Anna! It's time for lunch! Come on in now! / Rats. I gotta go in. You stay right here. Okay? / You may count on me. / Now, how do I get out of this frilly straitjacket of evil? |
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