George of the Jungle - Belonging: A Discussion on Choices and Identity
Beatrice Stanhope:
Well, of course he went back to the jungle. Where else would he go? The Hague?
Ursula:
But why would he leave without saying goodbye?
Beatrice Stanhope:
Well, personally, I think he acted rather sensibly. Showed good character. He understands that he belongs there, you belong here. It's really all a question of stripes and spots.
Ursula: [realizes]
What? Oh, no. You got to him. Mother, what did you say?
Beatrice Stanhope:
I simply said that if he really cared for you, he'd leave you alone, let you get on with your life and marry Lyle.
Ursula:
I am not marrying Lyle, Mother!
Arthur Stanhope:
Beatrice, perhaps we should just--
Beatrice Stanhope:
Arthur! Now, Ursula, darling, don't be ridiculous. There's a big difference between marriageable material and a fling in the jungle.
Ursula:
A fling in the jungle"? A fling in the jungle? Who says I had a fling in the jungle?
Beatrice Stanhope: [Ursula realizes something]
You don't think you can fool your mother, do you? You've been head over heels for that ape ever since you brought him here. Now, Ursula, that kind of love is fleeting. You'll get over it.
Ursula: [suspiciously]
Did you just say love?
Beatrice Stanhope: [smile drops; tries to lie]
No.
Ursula:
You did.
Beatrice Stanhope:
Ursula!
Ursula:
You're right.
Beatrice Stanhope:
Don't say it!
Ursula:
I love him. I'm outta here.
Beatrice Stanhope:
Ursula, you can't love him! Arthur, say something!
Arthur Stanhope:
Be careful out there, honey.
Beatrice Stanhope:
What?!
Ursula: [hugs Arthur Stanhope]
Goodbye, Daddy.
Arthur Stanhope:
I love you.
Beatrice Stanhope:
What?!
Ursula: [leaves]
I love you, Mom. Thank you.
Beatrice Stanhope:
Ursula! Arthur, do something!
Arthur Stanhope:
What would you have me do? There's obviously no stopping her.
Beatrice Stanhope: [drinks a sip of her drink and leaves]
Oh, God! Ursula!
Arthur Stanhope: [under his breath]
God, that woman's a pain in the ass.
Narrator: [the sound of George yelling is heard; intrigued; continuing his previous narration]
Meanwhile, halfway across the world, another ass was feeling pain, as an ape named Ape was caged in a cage, hoping to hear the jungle king's awesome( jungle call)... Hey, I'm pretty good at that. ...and wondering if he would ever come. But the motion-sick mammal needn't have moaned, for that defender of the innocent, protector of the weak, and all-around good guy, George of the Jungle, was closer than he knew.
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