Rio (2011) - Quotes

Taglines: Love at first flight

Taglines: Join the party!

Fernando: [spots Blu and Jewel and points out to them] Linda!

Linda: [gasps in joy; gasps] Blu? It's Blu! Look, Tulio, it's Blu! And he's flying. My Blu is flying! He's flying.

Tulio: Here, let me see. Don't worry. I'll take care of you.

Linda: That's my big, brave boy.

Nigel: [growls; gasps in embarrasment] Ahh!

Jewel: [grunting] Blu!

Blu: [yells] No!

Jewel: Aah!

Blu: Aah!

Jewel: Blu! You're crazy! What are you doing?

Blu: I'm not gonna let you go! We're chained to each other birds, remember?

Jewel: Blu, you're flying!

Blu: Yeah! Woo-hoo! I'm flying! I'm really flying! You're right! I'm not an ostrich! I'm not an ostrich!

Jewel: Whoo-hoo! What--? Aah!

Blu: [chuckles] Whoa! Wh-wh-wh-whoa!

Young Boy: Whoa! Dad! Look!

Marcel: [groaning] Idiots.

Rafael: Sorry, Eva, I'm not gonna be home for dinner.

Jewel: What are you doing?

Blu: [grunting] I'm gonna pop this cage open like a soda can.

Nico: Now, that's popping!

Blu: Hurry. We gotta help the others.

Pretty Bird: [hysterical laugh] I'm a pretty bird, I'm a pretty bird. Who's a pretty bird? I'm a pretty bird. Pretty bird, I'm a pretty bird.

Nico: Come on!

Pedro: Yeah!

Rafael: Hurry up, guys!

Trapped Bird: [laughs] I'm out!

Bat: Ah! The light!

Blu: Go! Go! Go!

Pedro: Freedom!

Jewel: Come on! Come on! We need to get out!

Blu: [pants] Hey, wait, wait, wait! Wait!

Jewel: Um, it's okay. Hey, it's okay. We'll figure this out together. Right? Aah!

Jewel: Let him go!

Jewel: Ow!

Blu: Jewel!

Jewel: Ow! My wing.

Nigel: [laughing] Oh, pity. Now we have two useless, birds.

Nigel: Huh?

Blu: Not cool, man. Not cool!

Nigel: [screaming; screams] Uh-oh.

Tipa: Ahh! We're going down! Huh? Okay, okay.

Both: Rock, paper, scissors...

Marcel: Chute! Ha, ha! Hasta la vista, losers!

Armando: [yelling] Hey! Wait for us!

Tipa: Cannonball...!

Tipa: [to a guilty Fernando as he gives the cage with Rafael, Pedro and Nico in it to him] Come on, kid.

Fernando: [to Blu and Jewel; gasps when Nigel comes down and screeches at him] I'm gonna get you guys out of here.

Marcel: What do you think you're doing?

Fernando: Uh, nothing.

Marcel: [Fernando looks sadly back at Jewel as Marcel drags him away, then bites him on the hand to escape; grunts; groans] You shouldn't have done that. Now, come on. Ow!

Marcel: [to Armando] Just forget him. Get the birds!

Tulio: They're getting away.

Linda: We'll see about that.

Tulio: Ahh! Watch out!

Marcel: We did it, boys!

Armando: Yes!

Tipa: Yes, we did it! Ha, ha! We're the best! Ha, ha.

Marcel: [spots the scarlet macaw parade float in front of them] Is that, a float?

Tipa: Wow! Look at the detail on that thing.

Armando: Ooh!

Marcel: [to Tipa] Pull up, you idiot! Pull up!

Tipa: Huh?

Linda [sobbing]: [sobbing continues] Blu! Blu! Oh, Blu.

Luiz: [as they arrive at carnival to find Jewel] Ha-ha! This is the spit! Yeah, baby! Now I can get my freak on!

Blu: [gasps] Luiz, please! Rescue first, freak later. Come on!

Luiz: Out of my way, people!

Guy: Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Rafael: All right, guys, I'll fly ahead and look for Jewel. Hello, ladies.

Pedro: Mr. Big Nose! Hold up!

Linda: Uh...

Samba School Director: Rebola, rebola, rebola!

Linda: What?

Women: Rebola!

Tulio: [gasps; speaking Portuguese] Linda! Excuse me. Excuse me. Linda! Linda!

Samba School Director: Rebola!

Linda: In English!

Tulio: Linda, Linda! You've got to shake your tushy!

Linda: No! We don't shake our tushies in Minnesota!

Luiz: Hot dog! Coming through!

Linda: [grunts; gasps] Blu!

Linda: Tulio! Tulio! I saw Blu!

Tulio: What?

Samba School Director: Rebola! Rebola!

Linda: Hold on, Blu! I'm coming for you!

Tulio: [gasps; My Gosh!] Meu Deus!

Linda: Whoa! Oh! Oh! Blu! Blu!

Blu: Linda! Linda? Wait!

Rafael: [Blu and Linda have just noticed each other at the carnival] Blu! Blu! We found her!

Pedro: [[w:chicken|chicken] She's on some, like, weird ] float.

Rafael: Come on!

Blu: Let's go get Jewel.

Linda: Wait! Blu! Where are you going?

Man: Ow!

Linda: Whoo!

Man: Aha!

Linda: [laughs] Ahh!

Linda: I saw Blu! He's riding on a bulldog!

Tulio: What?!

Blu: There they are, that's the float!

Luiz: Whoo! That float is a crime in itself! Oh!

Linda: There he is!

Blu: [grunts; in the smugglers' float; quietly] Hey, Jewel?

Jewel: Blu!

Blu: I'm gonna let you out of here.

Jewel: No, no. You can't be here. You have to go. Nigel is...

Nigel: Hello, pretty bird. So kind of you to join our little soiree.

Blu: Oh, come on. You really think I came alone? I got three of the roughest, meanest, craziest birds in all of Rio right behind me.

Pedro: Woo-hoo! You hear that, guys?

Pedro: We're saved! That's right! That's right. That's right.

Nico: Uh... I think he means us.

Pedro: Oh.

Nigel: [sighs] Ah, love. It's such a powerful and stupid thing.

Marcel: [Chuckles] Yes! Well done, Nigel.

Linda: Oh! Oh! Out of the way! Sorry. Wait! Wait!

Tipa: Whoo-hoo! We actually made it! Hey, Marcel! Can we do this again next year? Please? Please? Could I drive next year, too?

Linda: [panting] Wait! Come back! Get in!

Luiz: [on top of a carnival float; starts dancing] I don't know how I got up here, but I ain't never comin down! Ah-ah! Woo-hoo!

Marcel: [laughs] Come on, come on, come on. Where are these guys? Whoa-ho-ho-ho! Yes! Nice! Very nice.

Tipa: [calls; clucking like a chicken] Marcel! Yoo-hoo! Marcel!

Marcel: Oh, boy.

Tipa: [chuckling, laughing; clucking] We're a chicken! Cluck, cluck! Come on, Fernando, dance!

Marcel: [groans] Oh, idiots.

Linda: [clears throat] Excuse me. Um... Coming through. Watch your feet.

Guy: Hey!

Linda: Whoops. Sorry.

Gate Guard: Go ahead. Come in. Wait. Stop, please. Performers only.

Tulio: [gasps softy; chuckles quietly; dressed in a macaw costume; looks in a mirror and makes bird noises; squawking; squawking] Huh? Wow! Cyanopsitta Spixi. Oh! Oh!

Linda: Tulio!

Tulio: [nervous chuckle] Oh! Linda. I was just, uh...

Linda: I look ridiculous, don't I?

Tulio and Linda: Ooh!

Linda: [chuckles] Sorry.

Tulio: [giggles] Oh! The parade, it's about to start.

Gate Guard: Okay. Boa noite. Go ahead.

Tulio: [whispers; squawking] Okay, just follow my lead. Act naturally.

Linda: Oh, uh...

Linda: Ooh...!

Tulio: Are you okay?

Linda: Yeah.

Tulio: Come on. Blu?

Linda: Blu?

Linda: Blu? Blu?

Linda: What? W-Wait, wait, no, no, no. I am looking for a blue bird. B-Birdo?

Samba School Director: Que e que e "birdo"?

Linda: Birdo, yes.

Linda: Oh. Okay. Wait! What are you doing? Tulio! Hey! Let me out!

Tulio: [squawking; coughing] Whoa, whoa!

Linda: [gasps] Tulio! Oh... this is not good. This is not good. This is... Cheese and sprinkles.

Linda: Okay, you can bring me down now! I think we're done here!

Tipa: [in rhythm; grunting in rhythm] Hey! Hey!

Crowd: [shouting] Boo!

Tipa: Ha-ha! I think they like my moves! Ha-ha! Hey, keep dancing, egg-boy!

Nigel: One down, and one to go.

Jewel: You'll never find him. He's already gone.

Nigel: Oh, I don't need to find him. He'll find you.

Jewel: [Blu ignores her and keeps on walking; Blu stops walking] Hey, where you going? Blu? Blu, what's wrong?

Blu: Nothing. Everything's perfect. You'll be off to the rain forest. I'll be back with Linda. Just like we planned.

Jewel: I...

Nico: Hey, birds! Stop yappin and start flappin'! Let's go!

Jewel: I...I...I guess I thought maybe...

Blu: [Jewel just looks at him] What? That you...you'd come to Minnesota? Great, I guess I... I'll knit you a scarf.

Jewel: No, that's not what I meant.

Blu: Look Jewel, I can't spend my life walking around following you wherever you're going.

Jewel: Hey, it's not my fault you don't fly.

Pedro: [to Nico as they watch Blu and Jewel argue] Awkward.

Rafael: [to Blu and Jewel; as he notices Blu and Jewel starting to argue] Okay, okay. You know what? It's just good. Just clear the air. Just be completely honest with each other.

Blu: [to Rafael and Jewel; stammers] You want honesty? Fine, fine, I can be honest. I don't belong here. In fact, I never wanted to even come here in the first place. And... and... and you know what? I hate samba.

Pedro: Hey! That's a little too far.

Nico: Make the mean bird take it back.

Blu: [sings; groans] Yeah, I said it. Every song sounds exactly the same. Tico, taco ya-ya-ya. Tico, taco ya-ya-ya! I'm tico-taco out of here.

Jewel: [angrily; starts flying away from Blu] Fine! See you around, pet!

Rafael: [to Nico and Pedro; starts flying to Blu] No, no. Wait, wait, wait. Come back! You belong together. You are Juliet to his Romeo! Sure, they both die at the end. But, you get my point! Oh, young love. Always so melodramatic. All right, boys. Go after her. Blu! Come back here, come on!

Luiz: [slurps] Yeah! I'm ready for Carnival! Who wants to ride in my... fruit? You left without me. That's messed up.

Pedro: [panting] Jewel! Jewel!

Nico: Wait up!

Nigel: [catches Jewel as she is flying] Going somewhere, pretty bird?

Jewel: [punches Nigel in the face; Nico and Pedro see Nigel get a hold of Jewel] Oh, yeah. I was just on my way to CLAW YOUR EYES OUT!

Nigel: [flies away with Jewel] Temper. Temper. Now come along, my dear. We're going to a parade. And everybody loves a parade!

Jewel: Let go of me!

Pedro: [as he, along with Nico, watch Nigel take Jewel by force; as they watch Nigel take Jewel by force; starts punching the air] Hey! Get back here! Ain't nobody mess with a friend of Pedro. I ain't havin it! It's on!

Nico: What are you-- on?! Did you see the talons on that guy?

Pedro: [he and Nico turn and fly away] Talons? Maybe, it's on next time. RALFIEEEE!

Nico: Blu! Help!

Pedro: Help!

Blu: Rafael, quit following me. You're going in the wrong direction. Isn't Carnaval that way?

Rafael: I'm not going to Carnaval. No, I'm going home.

Blu: But I thought you loved Carnaval.

Rafael: [points to Blu's heart; points to Blu's head (or brain) meanwhile, Nico and Pedro approach Blu and Rafael] I do. But I love my family much more. And that's a choice I made with this. Not with this.

Nico and Pedro: Blu! Blu! Hey, Blu! Blu!

Pedro: I was flying, and then I saw this big cockatoo!

Nico: With big ninja taloons!

Pedro: This cockatoo was ugly.

Nico: Yeah...

Pedro: Anyways, that's not the point.

Nico: And then Jewel was there, and he snatched Jewel up, like, he snatched her up! And then he was, like "You're comin with me, you little princess?

Pedro: [imitating kicks and punches] And Jewel was, like... "I ain't your princess, Leave me alone." And I was, like, "What?

Nico: Then he was, like, "What?

Blu: Stop! Just tell me what happened.

Pedro: He got Jewel, man!

Both: And he's taking her to the parade.

Blu: [gasp] This is all my fault. Let's fly.

Luiz: Carnaval, here we come!

Nico: [grunts, chuckles] Hey, dog, I'm drowning back here!

Luiz: You will get wet on this ride! Ha-ha!

Rafael: Luiz! Are you here? Luiz? Hey, buddy. I got some friends I want you to meet.

Pedro and Nico: Aah!

Jewel and Blu: [grunts] Aah! Inside! Outside! Inside Outside!

Luiz: [laughing] I got you's good!

Jewel and Blu: What?

Luiz: [slurps] I could've ripped your throats out, but I didn't. But I could've.

Rafael: [laughs] Hey, Luiz! Stop scaring my friends.

Luiz: Hey, Rafie! Come here! Where you been?

Luiz: You look good.

Jewel: [[w:Bulldog|bulldog] W-W-Wait. Luiz is a ]?

Luiz: You got something against dogs?

Jewel: I do when they're drooling on me.

Luiz: [slurps] It's a medical condition.

Rafael: No, no, hey, amigo, we really need you.

Luiz: She's mean, bro.

Rafael: Luiz, come on, please, please. We need your help.

Luiz: [slurps] Hmm. I think I know what to do.

Blu: Uh, are you sure this is safe?

Luiz: [muffled, echoing] Oh, sure. There's nothing to it. Now if something goes wrong, scream really loud. Because I hear too good with this thing on. Hey, Raffie! Get the switch, please.

Rafael: [grunts] Don't worry. He's a professional.

Luiz: Now, try not to move! I can't really see out of this thing, either!

Blu: [gasping; deep, distorted yelling; distorted yelling continues] Whoa!

Luiz: Hey! Where'd you go?

Blu: Whoa...!

Blu: [as he swipes Luiz's drool off his foot; gasps; realizing he's freed from his chain] Ugh! Ew, gross. But I'm free. Jewel! Jewel, we're free! Slimy, but free. Contaminated, probably. But free! You believe it's finally...

Jewel: [whooping] Ha-ha!

Blu: ...over.

Jewel: Oh, yeah! Whoo! Wah-hah! Come on, guys, let's go!

Nico: What are we standing around for? It's Carnival!

Rafael: Beautiful!

Pedro: Oh, yeah!

Luiz: [slurps; Blu remains silent] Yep. I know just how you feel. Watchin em up there, makes you want to chase them and grab em in your mouth and bite their heads off. Huh? Hey, I'm just kiddin', bro. Yeah. Chasin em is plenty.

Jewel: [laughing] ♪ I'm flying flying just like a bird! ♪

Nico: Jewel, but you are a bird.

Rafael: Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Luiz's garage!

Blu: After you.

Jewel: No, no, no, you first.

Blu: Oh, please, I insist.

Jewel and Blu: [thump; chuckling] Okay.

Jewel: [chuckles; sighs] Yeah. Guess this is it.

Blu: Uh, yeah. Quite an adventure.

Jewel: End of the line.

Blu: Ah, yes.

Jewel: Guess things like this don't happen in Tiny-soda.

Blu: [laughs] Tiny-soda? Oh. Wait, Minne-sota?

Jewel: [laughs] Yeah.

Blu: Oh, that's very good.

Jewel: Right.

Blu: That's very funny, actually.

Rafael: Pssst!

Blu: [whispers] Don't worry, I got it.

Rafael: [as he watches Blu getting closer to Jewel] There he goes! That's my boy!

Blu: [he holds up his wing] Ooh! Is it hot? I... I think I'm... I'm sweating. I didn't even think that was biologically possible. I get... look?

Jewel: Oh. Wow.

Nico: [as they watch Blu make a fool of himself] Yeah! That's your boy, alright.

Rafael: Okay, so he needs a little help. Well, come on. Let's give him some. Set the mood.

Pedro: [he starts dancing and rapping] Alright, look. I'm on it. I know how to set the mood. Check it out. Get it-get it-get it-get it-get it-get it girl! Get-ge-get-ge-get it girl! Take her, take her to the flow! Show her, show her how you roll! Drop it! Drop it! Drop it low! Drop it, d-drop it low!

Rafael: Whoa, whoa, whoa! What kind of mood is that?

Nico: [whistling melody] Pedro, Pedro, a little too aggressive. Not hatin on your creativity, but I think I got this one. Follow my lead.

Rafael: Now, that's more like it.

Nico: [whistling romantic melody over bossa nova rhythm; singing] Wasn't really thinking, wasn't looking, wasn't searching for an answer / In the moonlight / When I saw your face / Saw you looking at me, saw you peeking out from under moon beams / Through the palm trees / Swaying in the breeze / I know I'm feeling so much more than ever before / And so I'm giving more to you than I thought I could do / Don't know how it happened, don't know why but you don't really need a reason / When the stars shine / Just to fall in love / Made to love each other, made to be together for a life time / In the sunshine / Flying in the sky / I know I'm feeling so much more than ever before / And so I'm giving more to you / Than I thought I could do / Oh yeah... / Now I know love is real / So it's sky high, as the angels try / Letting you and I / Fly love

Jewel: Wow. What a beautiful sunset.

Blu: Yeah.

Rafael: [flying alongside the trolley, whispering to Blu] Pssst! Blu, down here. Just tell her, "You have beautiful eyes".

Blu: [to Jewel; confidently] That's good! Great idea. I have beautiful eyes.

Jewel: Aah... yeah. Okay, Sure. They're... they're nice.

Rafael: [flying low, whispers to Blu] No! Her eyes! Her eyes!

Blu: [turns to Jewel] Oh, right. Yeah! Your eyes. Your eyes are great. Not mine. I mean, you know, mine are okay. But yours, I-I bet you can see right through them.

Rafael: [whispering to Blu] Blu, just tell her how you feel.

Blu: [turns to Jewel] Jewel?

Jewel: Yeah?

Blu: [suddenly swallows a floating flower petal and chokes] I've been wanting to tell you, that I... that I...

Jewel: [turns to look at Blu and realizes he's really choking; she starts giving him the heimlich maneuver] Oh, how sweet. You're getting choked up. Oh! Oh! You're choking! Uh, okay! All right! Come on, Blu, you got to move with me. Stay with me, Blu. Hyah! One more. Come on. One... more... time! Hyah!

Rafael: [they watch in dismay as Jewel gives Blu the Heimlich maneuver] Yep, that's my boy.

Fernando: Come on. Follow me.

Tulio: [groans] Uh...

Fernando: What? But... the birds were here.

Tulio: Yeah, sure they were, kid.

Fernando: I swear! The birds were right here.

Linda: Well, how do you know?

Fernando: Because I'm-- I'm the one who took them.

Linda: You?!

Fernando: I-I... I didn't mean to hurt anybody... I needed the money.

Linda: But Fernando, I trusted you!

Fernando: [Before he can finish Tipa and Armando enter] I know, but--

Tipa: [chuckling] Oh, man, that's good.

Fernando: Hey, guys.

Armando: What are you doing here?

Fernando: I just wanted to see if... you had any work for me.

Tipa: Well, if you were here two hours ago, and you've could've helped us load the... Ow! What?

Armando: [quietly] Shut up.

Fernando: So, wh-why are you guys dressed for Carnival?

Tipa: So no one will notice us when we smuggle these b... Ow!

Armando: Shut up!

Tipa: [quietly] We made a float.

Fernando: Oh. Oh, a-a float. So, you guys are going to the parade. Can I come? I'm a great dancer.

Tipa: Can he come? Come on, please? Three's better than two?

Armando: [groans] Oh, fine. We got to hurry, though.

Tipa: [grunting; chuckles] Whoa. I almost forget. I thought it was right here. Ah, there it is. Huh. Got it. Let's go.

Fernando: Whew!

Armando: Hurry up, kid.

Tipa: Can he ride on the plane with us, too? Ow!

Armando: Shut up!

Tulio: No. We can't let them get on that plane.

Linda: You can drive a motorcycle, right?

Tulio: Yes. You insult me. Hmm!

Linda: Ooh...

Tulio: [distorted yelling] Ow... No, I can't... drive a motorcycle.

Linda: [chuckles] Whoa! It's just like riding a snowmobile!

Nigel: What happened?

Lead Marmoset: [whimpers] Papa?

Nigel: What happened?!

Nigel: Ha!

Little Green Bird: [squeaky] Oh, no, let me go!

Nigel: [grabs hold of a tiny green bird] Stop your chirping and talk to me!

Little Green Bird: No! No! No! I don't know anything! Help!

Nigel: [he squeezes hard on the little green birds head] Mmm... when I bite down on your head, will it go pop? Or will it go crack? Where are the cerulean birds? That means blue, by the way.

Little Green Bird: [gasps] They escaped! Went to Luiz.

Nigel: Anything else?

Little Green bird: They said you were very nice.

Nigel: Hmm, did they? Well, liar.

Little Green bird: And handsome too?

Nigel: [squawks] Never send a monkey to do a bird's job.

Kipo: Hey!

Nico: Welcome to paradise!

Rafael: Some party, huh?

Blu: [as they enter a club full of birds dancing and thumping with music] This is the coolest place I've ever seen. Despite all the obvious health code violations.

Rafael: [laughs] I like you! Nothing you say makes any sense.

Nico: E ai, galera? All right, everyone, listen up. Rafi has some special guests from out of town, and let's show them some love, because I don't think they get out much.

Pedro: [squwaking] Ya, ya, ya, ya, yo! Everybody put their wings together and clap em as loud as you can! Flap em, clap em. I don't care, slap em.

Nico: Party in the Ipanema, baby.

Jewel: What are you doing?

Blu: Uh, I don't know.

Rafael: All right, Blu! Hey, she likes you.

Blu: What are you talking about? Haven't you been listening?

Rafael: No, but I've been watching. Just be yourself. Go on.

Little Green Bird: ♪ Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! ♪

Mauro: [from trailer] You two are coming with me.

Jewel: [spits on the ground] In your little monkey dreams.

Blu: [tries to spit too, but it sticks to his beak. He wipes it off.] Yeah. That was meant for you.

Rafael: Come on. Can we all just get along?

Mauro: [laughs, gasps] This isn't your fight, big nose.

Kipo: You mess with my friends, you mess with me.

Other Birds: And us!

Pedro: [[King Kong] Yeah, little ].

Little Green Bird: [panicky; flies off] I don't know what's going on here.

Pedro: [breaking a stare-off; [w:Common marmoset|MONKEYS] BIRDS VS. ]!

Mauro: Get them!

Pedro: Yippee-kai-yay, monkey man!

Nico: Yeah!

Mauro: Ohh!

Monkey: Yee-haw! Yee-haw! Giddyap!

Rafael: [grunting] Missed!

Jewel: [gasps] We got to go!

Kipo: Need a lift?

Blu: Whoa!

Nico: [gasps; whooping; as he hits one of the monkey's with his bottle top hat; laughs] Ooh! Take that, you funky monkey!

Blu: [chuckles] Thank you!

Kipo: Anytime! Whoo-hoo!

Pedro: That's what I'm talking about!

Blu: [as they've gotten away from the monkeys] Man, we threw down!

Jewel: Yeah, we threw down!

Rafael: You guys were like fire and ice.

Nico: Thunder and lightnin'!

Pedro: Hip n hop!

Blu: Cheese and sprinkles!

Blu: It's a Minnesota thing.

Rafael: You see? Nothing you say makes any sense.

Tulio: [groans] They're starting to close off the streets for Carnival. You better be right, kid, because we're running out of time. I'll never be able to get my car through this crowd.

Fernando: Don't worry, I'm on it.

Tulio: Hey, kid! How'd you get this bike?

Fernando: I traded it for your Jeep.

Tulio: What?!

Fernando: Yeah, it's in great condition.

Tulio: Whoa!

Fernando: Well, good condition!

Linda and Tulio: Aah!

Fernando: Hey, out of the way!

Linda: Look out!

Tulio: [screams] Ow!

Fernando: Hold on!

Blu: Ahh!

Jewel: Whoa!

Blu: [groans] Ow!

Jewel: Ugh. I'm going to chew through my own leg if this doesn't come off soon.

Rafael: Relax. If I know Luiz, we're right where we wanna be.

Nico: Hey, Rafi! If it isn't the king of carnival!

Rafael: Nico! Pedro! What up, family?

Pedro: Where you been hidin yourself, bird?

Nico: Man, I thought you were dead.

Pedro: [going towards Blu] Hold up! Rewind. Ain't that the bird from the cage?

Nico: I think our love lessons went down smooth.

Pedro: You work fast!

Nico: Baby got big!

Pedro: You was locked up and now you're rollin up with a hot wing! Woo! I wanna be like you.

Blu: Oh, no, no. It's not what you think. We're just uh... chained together.

Nico: Hey, I'm not judging you.

Pedro: Keep it spicy.

Nico: Oh, yeah.

Rafael: Hey, guys. We're looking for Luiz. Have you seen him?

Pedro: Yeah, I seen him, but you didn't, cause you just missed him. He took the trolley back to the garage.

Jewel: Oh, great.

Nico: Relax, baby bird. You could catch the next one.

Pedro: Yeah, it's time to take it to the next level.

Blu: What's wrong with this level?

Pedro: Come on. This ain't the level. The next level's the level. You got to shake your tail feathers.

Nico: Oh, yeah!

Blu: Uh, we... we got to get this chain off first.

Rafael: Come on, lovebirds. You're in Rio. You should enjoy it!

Nico: Yeah, live a little.

Mauro: [laughs] Ah. Ooh. Hmm? We got em.

Blu: [whimpers; yells; as he looks down the edge of a cliff] I've changed my mind. Yeah. Uh, maybe we could find a... a bus schedule or something?

Rafael: Come on. You're not gonna back out now, Not in front of the lady.

Blu: Uh... huh! Okay, yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure.

Rafael: All right, that's the spirit.

Jewel: You're sure you're up for this?

Blu: Yeah. Yeah, I mean, well it's not like we're just hurling ourselves off a mountain or something, right?

Rafael: Actually, that was pretty much my entire plan.

Blu: What?

Rafael: No. Don't worry, Blu. It's in your DNA. And if our featherless friends can do it, how hard can it be?

Man on Glider: No, no, wait, wait! Aah! Mommy!

Rafael: Fun, right?

Blu: Yeah. Fun.

Rafael: [Blu and Jewel step an inch close; Blu and Jewel step another inch close and touch each other] Okay. I need you two to get closer. Closer. Closer. Ooh. Nice. Now put your wings around each other.

Blu: What?

Rafael: Come on, amigo! It's not like she's going to bite. Will you?

Jewel: We'll see.

Rafael: [to Blu and Jewel who are standing side by side] Now, you flap your right wing, you flap your left wing, and together, you fly.

Blu: Uh... but this doesn't seem aerodynamically possible!

Rafael: [points to Blu's head; points to Blu's heart; whooping; as Rafael is demonstrating flying to Blu] Ey-ya-ya-ya-ya! You think too much! Fly! It's not what you think up here. It's what you feel in here. And when you feel the rhythm of your heart, it's like Samba! You fly! See? It's easy.

Blu: Easy? Easy for you to say. Cause from... from here it looks really, really hard!

Jewel: Hey, if you want to see Linda again, this is the only way.

Blu: Okay, you're right.

Jewel: Yes, I am.

Blu: This is for Linda.

Jewel: Right!

Blu: Keep it simple.

Jewel: Easy-breezy.

Blu: Thrust, lift, drag.

Jewel: Oh, come on! Let's go!

Blu: Whoa, whoa, wait!

Jewel: Inside, outside. Inside, outside.

Blu: Inside, outside. Inside, outside.

Jewel: Inside, outside.

Blu: Inside...

Jewel: Come on, Blu! You can do it!

Blu: [yells] I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can't do it!

Jewel: Whoa! Not again!

Blu and Jewel: Aah!

Blu: [sighs] Am I dead?

Jewel: [laughs] No. We're still alive!

Blu: [sighing] This is incredible. Wow. This is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

Jewel: [laughs] See what you've been missing?

Blu: Yeah. Whoa!

Rafael: [after Blu and Jewel have landed on top of a hand glider's wings] All right, Blu! You're flying! Sort of. Not really. But do you feel it?

Blu: Yes! I do feel it.

Jewel: No! No! Blu, wait!

Blu and Jewel: Aah!

Rafael: Ay, caramba.

Blu: Whoa!

Jewel: [grunting] Aah!

Blu: Whoa, whoa! Aah!

Blu: Aah! Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

Blu and Jewel: Aah!

Blu: [whimpers] We're going to die! Whoa!

Blu and Jewel: Aah!

Both: [grunting] Aah!

Rafael: [after Blu and Jewel have crash landed to the ground from Blu's nearly successful but failed attempt at flying; pointing to his heart] You did not feel it in here.

Jewel: [sarcastically] You think?

Rafael: Let's catch a ride to Luiz. Hurry, you two! Vamos! Vamos!

Blu: Ah, okay. Ahh! Last of the species here. Whoa!

Jewel: [panting] Move it!

Blu: Hey, wait... wait-wait... wait up.

Rafael: Come on, lovebirds.

Rafael: Ah, you made it.

Blu: I would love to go five minutes without almost getting killed. Is that too much to ask?

Jewel: For a bird who can't fly? Oh, yeah.

Lady Tourist: Oh, what an adorable monkey.

Guy: Aw.

Woman: Oh. Oh, no.

Tourist: Hey! My watch.

Nigel: Hello, boys. Seems like you've had a busy day.

Mauro: [laughs; Referring to all the stuff they've stolen from tourists] What, this? This is just some stuff we found. Right, boys? Yeah.

Nigel: I'm not interested in your nicked knick-knacks. Your burgled baubles bore me. There are two blue macaws out there, and I need your multitude of eyes to help me find them.

Mauro: [chuckles] Oh, yeah? What's in it for us?

Nigel: Well, that's a fair question.

Nigel: Let's discuss it.

Nigel: I certainly see your point.

Nigel: But what could I possibly do for you in return? Hmm?

Mauro: [while falling] Save me! SAVE ME!

Nigel: Oh! Well, that's a thought, yeah. But is it enough? I don't want to feel like I'm cheating you.

Mauro: Ahh! Help me! Help me! Help me! We'll do it! We'll do it! Save me, please. Save me!

Nigel: All right, you've twisted my wing. Deal. Now then, anymore questions?

Nigel: No? Good. You will spread out and you will find these macaws by the end of the day, or it's flying lessons for everyone! Go!

Nigel: Go do your monkey business.

Jewel: [as they are pulling up a huge rock on a rope] Are you sure this is going to work?

Blu: [pointing to the map he's drawn on the ground] Positive. Check out my math.

Jewel: Yeah, that's... that's comforting. Thank you. Look, let's just get this chain broken.

Blu: Right. Then we can go and find Linda.

Jewel: No, you can go find Linda. Once this chain is off, I'm going to go back to being free in the jungle. Deal?

Blu: [screams] Fine. Deal.

Jewel: [groans] Nice try, brainiac.

Blu: [gasps] I think something is watching us.

Jewel: Oh, be careful, Blu. They might snuggle you to death.

Blu: [chuckles; screaming, groaning] Oh. Aw, come here.

Rafael and Eva's Children: Intruders!

Jewel: Aah!

Blu: [screams, gulps, gags] Now stop! Ow! Aah! No! No! Whoa! Whoa!

Rafael and Eva's Son: Attack!

Blu and Jewel: Aah!

Blu: Help!

Rafael: What's going on down there?

Rafael: Go, go, go. Off with you.

Rafael and Eva's Children: Daddy! Daddy!

Rafael: Okay, guys, guys... I've told you thousand times. Manuela, Sofia, come on, now. Listen to me. Ow! Oh, yeah, right in the eye.

Jewel: [referring to Rafael's children] Oh, precious, aren't they?

Rafael: [chuckles; shouting to two of his children shaking an unhatched egg; turning to Blu and Jewel] Kids? 17 of them, and one on the way. Hey! He is not a maraca! Stop shaking him!

Rafael: They're giving me gray feathers. Oh, this papa needs a break. So, you two lovebirds headed for Carnival?

Jewel: [chuckles] Whoa. Lovebirds?

Blu: Uh, we're more like acquaintance birds.

Jewel: And not even that. We're more like chained-to-each-other birds.

Blu: Yeah. I-I mean, if... Ow!

Blu: What is it with this kid and the feathers?

Rafael: We have no idea. We're having him tested.

Jewel: So, do you think you could help us get this thing off?

Rafael: Hmm. Lucky for you, you know Rafael, and Rafael knows everyone. Oh! Again with the eye. Okay, want me to call your mother?

Rafael and Eva's Children: No!

Rafael: [chuckles] Works every time. They're scared to death of her. Ahh!

Eva: Call me for what?!

Rafael: [chuckles] Eva, my love. I must take this young couple to see Luiz.

Eva: Luiz? Huh. You don't fool me for a second! You and your amigo just want to sneak off to Carnival.

Rafael: Oh, Carnival. That magical time when I met the most beautiful bird in the world.

Blu: Aw.

Jewel: Ugh.

Eva: Huh!

Rafael: I still remember the song that was playing when I first laid eyes on you. ♪ Tall and tanned and young and lovely ♪ ♪ The girl from Ipanema ♪ ♪ Goes walking ♪ Come on, baby, sing it!

Eva: [off-key] ♪ And when she passes ♪

Eva: [off-key] ♪ Each one she passes goes, "Ahh!" ♪

Rafael: [as Eva sings out of tune] Like a river of the sweetest honey.

Jewel: Ooh! I guess love is deaf too.

Rafael: [chuckles as they bang each other] Come here.

Rafael and Eva's kids: Ew!

Eva: Okay. Take them to Luiz, but hurry back.

Rafael: You are an angel. I'll miss you, my juicy little mango.

Eva: Oh, me, too, my pudgy papaya.

Boy: Ow! Ow!

Eva: [hears baby toucans' blow; [Arthur (TV series)|'''Hey! Marco! Carlos! Put your brother down!''' '''''NOW!'''''] ]

Rafael: I can't believe she actually let me go.

Blu: So, uh... how far is this Luiz?

Rafael: Not far. Thirty minutes as the crow flies.

Blu: Uh... and how long as the macaw walks?

Jewel: Bobo here can't fly.

Rafael: But... but he's a bird!

Blu: Not all birds fly. There are ostriches.

Jewel: You are not an ostrich.

Blu: Well, not technically, but...

Rafael: Wait, wait, wait! My friends, I wanna help, but to walk the whole way, it... it... it can't be done!

Rafael: But hey, we might as well give it a shot. Let's go, quickly. No, no, d-don't look back. They sense fear.

Fernando: Lady! American lady!

Linda: [gasps] Blu? Blu?

Tulio: [clears throat] Ah! Where? Oh!

Fernando: [gasps] Wow. I know where your birds are.

Linda: [gasps] You found Blu? Are you sure? It's his!

Tulio: [babbling; slurping] Let me see that. Hmm. You're right.

Linda: Okay. Where is he?

Fernando: Come on. Let's go. I'll take you to him.

Tulio: No, no, no. Linda, Linda, wait. We don't know this boy. We can't trust him.

Linda: I have to trust him. I don't have a choice.

Marcel: Do you think I am an idiot?

Tipa: Uh...

Marcel: They were two birds, chained together, in a cage. How could you lose them?!

Tipa: They outsmarted us, boss. But-But don't worry. We'll get them back. I have a plan.

Marcel: Oh, great. What are you going to do, wander the city calling, "Here, birdie, birdie. Here, birdie"?

Tipa: [groans] Well, anything sounds dumb when you say it like that.

Marcel: Okay. We have to get the birds to the airport tonight.

Tipa: But it's Carnival. All the roads will be blocked by the parade.

Marcel: [Nigel flies over onto Marcel's shoulder] And that's why I wanted to go this morning! Nigel!

Marcel: This bird is ten times smarter than the two of you combined.

Tipa: Yeah, well, if he's so smart, then why don't you put him in charge?

Marcel: I am putting him in charge.

Armando: [to Tipa] Stop suggesting things!

Marcel: [Nigel flies out of the window in search of Blu and Jewel] Go find them, Nigel.

Marcel: Hmm. If we can't get through the parade, we'll have to be in the parade.

Both: [grunting] Huh?

Blu: [confused and step on a stick] Ooh, ooh. What was that?

Jewel: A stick.

Blu: [asked and hit something] Ah! And that?

Jewel: [calmly and kept walking] It's just a rock.

Blu: [Blu stops and shudders as he feels something on his back; whimpers] Oh, right. Yeah. Is that a spider on my back?

Jewel: [Blu turns and we see a huge spider on his back; gulps; Jewel quickly hits the spider off of Blu's back; grunts] Will you quit it? It's just a leaf. Turn around. Um... Leaf. Told you. Now, uh, just come on. We need to find a safe place to spend the night.

Blu: Safe? Safe? We are in the jungle. You know when people say, "It's a jungle out there"? Well, I'm pretty sure they don't mean it as a good thing.

Jewel: Look, I hate to break it to you, but this is where our kind naturally lives.

Blu: [just then a bug flying by gets eaten by a frog sticking his tongue out to grab it] Hey, hey, don't talk to me about nature. I watch Animal Planet. I know all about the food chain. Ah! Ahh! You see? You see? Out here, I'm just an hor d'oeuvres. Nothing more than a feathery spring roll.

Jewel: [pointing to a large tree ahead of them; pointing to a man-made tree house] That is why we stay in the trees and not on the ground. After you.

Blu: Oh. No. I don't think so. Nuh-uh. No. I would feel much more confortable in something man-made. Um... Hey. How about up there?

Jewel: I can't believe I have to drag your clumsy butt up there.

Blu: [scoffs] Drag me? Watch and learn.

Jewel: [gasps] Oh! Blu! Oh! Just wait one... Blu! Ha!

Blu: Who's dragging whose butt now, huh?

Jewel: [laughing; grunting] Ha ha. Very funny. Oh!

Blu: [as Blu reaches the top of the tree house] You see? Who needs flying?

Jewel: Birds. Birds need flying. Flying is... it's freedom and-and not having to rely on anyone. Don't you want that?

Blu: Mmm, I don't know. Sounds a little lonely. Uh... uh, I'm probably going to be up for a little while, muh, cause I'm-I'm still on Minnesota time.

Jewel: Good night.

Blu: [looks out into the sky] Good night, Jewel. Good night, Linda.

Linda: Excuse me, Sir? Have you seen my bird? Have... have you seen my bird?

Woman: Mm-mm.

Linda: [sighs; snoring; indistinct mumbling] Excuse me. Um, have you seen my bird? Ma'am? Mmm. Have you seen my bird?

Blu: Not cool, man! Scary, but not cool. Hey, are you okay?

Jewel: No, I am definitely not okay!

Blu: Whoa! Whoa, whoa, wait, wait. What are you doing?

Jewel: [grunts] Getting out of here.

Blu: Whoa!

Jewel: Are you going to help me or what?

Blu: Actually, all the survival guides say to sit and wait... Ow! ...and help will come.

Jewel: No one is coming!

Blu: Whoa!

Jewel: We are on our own, and if we just sit here, we're going to die!

Tipa and Armando: Yes! Yes! Yes!

Tipa and Armando: No!

Tipa: Nigel, get out of the way!

Armando: Yeah! Hold on!

Blu: [as Jewel is continuing to throw herself around the cage; he slides open the cage door with his beak] Stop, stop. Why don't you just open the door?

Jewel: [panting] Are you kidding me?

Blu: What? It's just a standard flip slide bolt. Just rotate...

Jewel: [screams; Jewel flies out of the cage and grabs hold of Blu, but Blu grabs the cage with his beak] Come on! Let's fly! What are you doing?

Blu: Oh, I can't...

Jewel: What? You can't what?

Blu: [gasps] Whoa! I can't fly!

Jewel: You couldn't tell me this before now?

Blu: [muffled grunting] It didn't matter before now!

Jewel: I hate you.

Jewel: [after they crash land to the ground] Is there anything else I need to know?

Blu: Yes. I can't fly, I pick my beak. And once in a while, I pee in the birdbath. Happy?

Armando: There they are!

Jewel: We got to get out of here!

Blu: Whoa!

Jewel: Move! Come on, just move! Move!

Blu: [as they're trying to get away from Marcel's men; he starts leading the way walking] Wait. Wait. Listen to me. Flying may not be my thing, but walking is. Follow my lead. Inside leg, outside leg.

Jewel: Yeah. Yeah, okay. I got it.

Blu: Inside, outside.

Jewel: Inside, outside, inside, outside!

Blu: Inside, outside.

Jewel: Inside, outside.

Crowd: Yes! Yes! Yes!

Tipa: Huh? Yes! Yes!

Armando: Come on!

Tipa: Ow!

Blu: See? I'm bilingual, too!

Jewel: [as they are running away from Marcel's men; panting; she and Blu are running away from Nigel] Oh, this is great. I'm chained to the only bird in the world who can't fly.

Blu: Actually, there are about 40 species of flightless birds.

Jewel: [notices a box] Duck!

Jewel: [notices a crate; referring to them ducking under a cart they're about to encounter] No! Duck!

Blu: Ahh! Whoa!

Blu: Whoa!

Guy: Oh! Whoa!

Girl: Whoo! Yay!

Blu: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Jewel: Whoa!

Crowd: Yes!

Jewel and Blu: Whoa!

Crowd: Yes!

Jewel and Blu: Whoa!

Crowd: Yes!

Crowd: Yes! Yes!

Blu: Hold on!

Jewel: Aah!

Crowd: No! No!

Nigel: [groaning; groans] Get out of here, you putrid poultry! Ahh! Ow! Ah!

Armando: Come on! The game's starting.

Marcel: Yes, you were very clear. Tomorrow, or the deal is off. Of course, I have both the macaws. Yes, I will deliver them myself. Au revoir. All right, you two. You load the truck tonight. First thing, in the morning, we bring those birds to the airport. You got it?

Armando: Oh, yeah, sure. Yeah, uh-huh.

Tipa: Oh, yeah. All right. Heard you.

Marcel: Oh, and one of you, feed Nigel.

Tipa and Armando: [gulp] Rock, paper, scissors, shoot.

Tipa: Yes!

Armando: Uh-uh. Scissors cuts rock.

Tipa: [nervous grunting; whimpering] Oh, man. How come you always win? Nice birdie. Yeah, here you go.

Tipa: Aah!

Tipa: [sighs, grunts] Ugh! Cannibal.

Blu: [trapped in their cage in a room full of the other trapped animals] Okay, pull it together. The key is not to panic.

Jewel: I'm not panicking.

Blu: I wasn't talking to you; I was talking to me. But it's okay, because any minute now, Linda will find us.

Jewel: Oh, great. And then she'll stick us behind another set of bars, right?

Blu: Yeah. Uh, I mean, no.

Jewel: Look, pet, cages might work for you, but I don't want to belong to anyone.

Nigel: [smacking lips] Something seems to be lodged in my beak. Would you mind?

Blu: [grunts] Ow!

Nigel: [jumping onto the cage Blu and Jewel are being held in] Oh, I know I'm not a pretty birdie, but I used to be quite a looker. A star. Lights, camera, action.

Blu: Hey!

Nigel: [laughing; laughs wickedly and flies away] Sweet nightmares.

Blu: [Blu chants to himself with fear whilst trapped in a cage] Okay. Okay. There's no place like home. There's no place like home. Oh, how I wish I was back in my own cage, with my mirror and my swing and my little bell. Oh, how I miss my little bell.

Jewel: Shh! Play dead.

Blu: What? I don't need to play dead. I'm about to have a heart attack.

Jewel: Just do it!

Blu: [sighs; moans; gagging; grunting] Fine.

Jewel: Stop twitching.

Blu: Oh, come on. It's the twitching that sells it.

Jewel: Shh!

Armando: Come on in, kid.

Marcel: [a boy places the cage holding Blu and Jewel on the table in front of Marcel] Well, what do you know? Good work, Fernando. You see, boys? What did I tell you about this one?

Tipa: [Marcel slaps Tipa in the face to shut him up] That you were going to pay him half as much as you said? Ow!

Marcel: [he hands the boy some money] No, you idiot. That he reminds me of myself when I was that age. Sweet, resourceful. Here you go, kid.

Fernando: Hey. This is only half of what you promised me.

Marcel: [takes the cover off the cage to see Blu and Jewel looking dead; he picks up Jewel] Ah, shut up, kid. What the...? I thought I told you I needed these birds alive. Tell me, Fernando, does this look alive to you? Huh?

Marcel: [screams] Get her!

Armando: Come over here!

Blu: Jewel!

Marcel: Come here!

Nigel: Hello, pretty bird. What's the matter? Cockatoo got your throat?

Marcel: Nigel! Alive.

Nigel: To be continued.

Blu: [after Jewel has been caught and placed back in the cage with Blu] That was your plan-- to take off and leave me? Gee, thanks.

Jewel: Well, why didn't you follow me?

Blu: [doesn't reply as he's too embarrassed to admit he can't fly] Uh...

Marcel: Nice work, Nigel.

Tipa: Yeah, nice work, Nigel.

Marcel: [laughs] The last blue macaws on Earth. These are worth a fortune. Hey, Fernando. Hang these up in the other room.

Scaredy Bird: Hey, Birdy. Let me out. Let me out! Let me out of here!!!

Neurotic Bird: [laughs] Who's a pretty bird? I'm a pretty bird. Pretty bird. I'm a pretty bird. I'm a pretty bird.

Bat: [Dracula voice] I was framed! They got the wrong guy!

Fernando: Sorry, guys. Nothing personal. So, what's going to happen to them?

Marcel: Don't worry. We're going to find good homes for them. Now, go home to your mama.

Fernando: But I don't have a mama.

Marcel: Father?

Armando: Brother?

Tipa: Goldfish? Aw. Can we keep him, boss?

Marcel: [he shuts the door in Fernando's face] No!

Tipa: [hearing Marcel talking to his men through the door] So, Marcel, what's really going to happen to those birds?

Marcel: Ugh! Plucked, stuffed, eaten. Who cares? All I know is we're going to be rich.

Armando: We're gonna be rich!

Tulio: It was nice of you to join me for dinner. I often eat alone. Oh, uh, because, of course, my work.

Linda: [chuckles] I thought I was the best nut, until I met you.

Tulio: Yes. Right. Do you have a favorite bird?

Linda: Well, obviously, I'm a blue macaw kind of gal.

Tulio: [chuckles] That makes sense. They are very handsome birds.

Linda: Actually, it's the brains I'm more attracted to. I'm not so impressed by fancy feathers.

Tulio: [he looks at Linda's eyes which are big, round, and intelligent-looking] I know exactly what you mean. My favorite bird is the spotted owl. I've always been mesmerized by those big, round, intelligent eyes.

Waiter: Ha ha! Picanha!

Second Waiter: Chicken hearts? Flambada!

Linda: [chuckles; laughs nervously; blowing] Oh! Ooh! Chicken hearts. Oh, gosh. Ahh! Oh!

Tulio: [chuckles] Oh. Hello?

Linda: [sobbing; Blu and Jewel is gone; Tulio opens and closes the door] Oh, Blu. We should have never left Moose Lake. This is all my fault.

Tulio: [crying after finding out Blu has been taken] No, no, Linda. Linda, please. This is not your fault.

Linda: [sniffles; She puts on her glasses and lashes out at Tulio] You're right. It's not my fault. It's *your* FAULT!!

Tulio: What the...?

Linda: [Realizes what she said; covers her mouth; realizing what she's done; gasps] With your little bird talk and that whole "saves the species". Well, you know what? SQUAWK, SQUAWKETY, SQUAWK, SQUAWK! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to curse.

Tulio: I... I don't understand. Sylvio is the best guard in the business.

Police Officer: [Linda and Tulio watch as Sylvio gets questioned by a police officer] So let me get this straight. You were attacked by a little white bird?

Sylvio: [he holds up a small white rag; muffled babbling] Yes, with this rag. He held it to my mouth like... like this.

Linda: We're doomed.

Man (on radio): Boa noite, Rio! This is the final countdown to Carnaval! Let's samba.

Sylvio: [hums; humans; humming] Whoo! Ah! Huh?

Sylvio: [muffled shouting] Aw. Come here, poor little birdie. Aw, It's okay. I got you. I got you.

Blu: [groans] Excuse me. Please. I am trying to sleep.

Jewel: [sarcastically; grunting] Oh, I'm sorry, sleepyhead. I'm trying to escape.

Blu: Escape? Why? The cage is awesome.

Jewel: [laughs] The cage... Oh, what was I thinking? I wouldn't expect a pet to understand.

Blu: Pet? Did you just call me a pet? For the record, I am not a pet. I am a companion. And you know what? Do whatever you want, cause tomorrow morning, Linda will come for me and this whole nightmare will be over.

Jewel: Incredible. You would rather be with a-a-a human than your own kind.

Blu: Well, that human has given me love and affection for the 15 years, whereas my own kind tried to strangle me after 15 seconds!

Jewel: [gasps] Yeah, well, because of them, I've lost everything. You can't trust them.

Blu: [he hears Jewel make a noise] Of course, you can trust humans.

Blu: [he sees a man hover over him; yells; the man puts a bag over Blu's head] Jewel? Jewel. Oh. Hi, there.

Blu: [grunts, pants; gasps] Help! Help! Let me out of here! Linda!

Linda: Maybe I should...

Tulio: No, no. Give it a chance.

Blu: [gulps; gasps; gasps; as he sets eyes on Jewel for the first time; Blu is mesmerized as she flies towards him; suddenly Jewel crashes into him] Hello? Whoa! Hello? Uh... I come in peace. Whoa. She's beautiful. What were they talking about? She's... she's like an angel. An angel who's getting really close... Aah!

Jewel: [to Blu, after she has pinned him down in the bird sanctuary] Quem é você? Quê que você está fazendo aqui?

Jewel: [Blu tries to speak as Jewel is standing on him with one clawed talon holding his throat] Quê?

Blu: You're standing on my throat.

Jewel: Oh, you're an American.

Blu: [clears throat] Thanks. I need my throat for talking, so thank you.

Jewel: You look like me.

Blu: [clears throat; to himself as he realizes what he's just said] Oh. Uh, hi. Hi. My name is Blu. You know, like the cheese. With the mold on it. You know, that smells really bad. That's stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Jewel: All right, come on. We don't have much time.

Blu: [chuckles nervously; groans] Whoa! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Jewel: Are you ready?

Blu: [he suddenly thinks she's referring to them mating; to himself; inhales] For what? Oh, oh, wow. Uh, okay. Confidence. Crazy love hawk.

Jewel: All right.

Jewel: [She pushes him away] Whoa. Hey. What are you doing?

Blu: What? What... what you wanted me to. But, just for argument's sake, uh, what are... what are you doing?

Jewel: I'm trying to escape.

Blu: Oh. Uh, yeah, escape. That-that's where I was going with that thing I just did.

Jewel: Wait. W-w-w-wait. Did you actually think we were going to kiss?

Blu: No. No-no-no-no. It's not what you think.

Jewel: [squawking] We just met!

Linda: Oh, my.

Tulio: I think they need a little help.

Blu: [just then a disco ball comes down, the lights are dimmed and Lionel Richie's 'Say you, Say me' starts playing] I mean, I know how my feathers look, but I'm not that kind of bird.

Blu: [Jewel gives him a look as he starts singing to the music; screams and yells; grunting] Okay, I had nothing to do with that. But, huh, you have to admit it's actually a pretty good song. Yeah, sing it, Lionel.

Linda: [Linda watches on the monitor as Blu and Jewel struggle, thinking they're mating] Wow. That was fast.

Tulio: Lionel Richie, works every time. We should probably give them privacy.

Linda: I'm not sure I should leave Blu here alone.

Tulio: Oh, no, no, no. Don't worry. Sylvio will keep an eye on them all night. Besides, he's got Jewel.

Blu: [screaming and grunting; grunts] Help me!

Tulio: [imitates birdcalls] This is the heart and soul of our aviary-- our treatment room.

Linda: [chuckles] They really like you. Oh! A lot.

Tulio: Yes. I'm their great, big mama bird.

Blu: Ew.

Linda: [chuckles] Wow.

Tulio: Want some?

Linda: Ah! Oh, I'm, good.

Tulio: Many of the birds here were rescued from smugglers.

Linda: Smugglers?

Tulio: Yes. And, unfortunately, the poor birds are often hurt or even killed in the process. But with proper care, they can be saved. Look here. This poor guy was found last night.

Tulio: Hey, buddy. You're looking great today. Much better. Much better.

Blu: Get well soon.

Blu: [nervously] Oh.

Linda: [in the bird sanctuary] So, where's Jewel?

Tulio: Oh, we have a special place for Jewel. She's a very spirited bird.

Aviary Intern: [groans] I'll say.

Blu: [squawking] She did that? Oh, charming. Okay, I want to go home now.

Tulio: No, no, don't worry. I'm going to make you look irresistible.

Blu: [scoffs; reading a book about flying; opens his wings; wiggles his claws; flaps his tail; as he prepares to fly for the first time; speeds up to get off the table; gets scared and tries to stop himself, but instead falls from the table; screams; sighs, screams] Natural instincts." There's nothing natural about being thrown halfway across a room. Well, I'll show him. Hmm. I can do this. I just have to work out the physics. I have quadrated my vector angles. I have adjusted for wind shear. Positive reinforcement. Good. Okay. Let's see. Flaps open. Perfect. Landing gear. Check. Tail flaps. Operational. And, actually, not bad. This is it. Let's fly. Just keep it simple. Thrust, lift, drag and weight. Thrust, lift, drag, weight. Thrust, lift, drag, weight. Thrust, lift, drag... W-w-w-wait! Ow!

Linda: [To Blu; Blu looks at Linda in worry] Blu? I promised I would always look out for you, didn't I? And have I ever broken a promise? I'm scared, too, but I wouldn't make you do this if it wasn't the right thing to do. What do you say, Blu?

Linda: That's my big, brave boy. And we'll be back before we even know it.

Linda: Your turn, Blu. You don't want to get beak-burn.

Linda: Whoa! What's going on here?

Tulio: You arrived in time for Carnival.

Linda: Carnival?

Tulio: [imitates rhythmic drumming] Yes. It's the biggest party in the world. You know, a time to have fun and dance.

Linda: [laughs] Oh, my. Is she a performer?

Tulio: No. In fact, she's my dentist. Dr. Barbosa!

Dr. Barbosa: [laughs] Oy! Don't forget to floss, Tulio.

Tulio: You got it! Come tomorrow night, everyone will be dressed like that.

Linda: [chuckles] Not me.

Nico: ♪Oba, la, la, la, ya E, e, ei!♪ E ai? Tudo bom?

Blu: [slowly; Nico and Pedro approach Blu] Oh. Um, oh, right. Uh, yeah. Aah! Uh... I am not from here.

Pedro: Hey, Nico. He's a tourist.

Nico: Funny, you don't look like one.

Blu: Really? I... I don't.

Pedro: Except you got pigeon doo-doo on your nose.

Blu: Oh, oh, oh, no, this is just SPF 3,000.

Nico: So are you here for Carnival?

Blu: Oh, actually, I'm just here to meet a... a girl.

Nico: Oh, a girl!

Pedro: Yes.

Nico: Little word of advice: you make the first move. Brazilian ladies respond to confidence.

Blu: Oh, right.

Pedro: [makes swishing noise; squawks] Yeah, it's all about swagger. You got to puff out that chest. Mmm! Swing that tail. Eyes narrow, like some kind of crazy love hawk.

Nico: But, first, we got to bust you out.

Blu: What?

Pedro: Yeah! I'm-a pop that cage open like a soda can.

Blu: No, no, no. Whoa! No, no, no, that's okay. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Pedro: [grunting] You call that popping? Whew. This thing's robust.

Blu: No, no, no. No, guys., really. I'm fine. This cage is great. Love this cage.

Pedro: [squawks; he squawks and flies away with Nico] Ta bom. Suit yourself. Hey, don't forget-- love hawk. Bemvindo!

Blu: [stammers] Yes. Yes, bem... And... and to you, as well.

Linda: Enjoy the new book.

Bookstore Customer: Thanks, Linda.

Linda: Bye, now. Yes, Mom, I'd to visit. But who would take care of Blu? Mom, they don't have kennel's for parrots. Here's your hot chocolate, Blu.

Linda: Just how you like it. Plus, I don't trust leaving Blu with just anyone. No, I don't have a bird-sitter...

Blu: [Linda places his hot chocolate in front of him; sniffs; counting the marshmallows; another marshmallow floats to the surface; takes a sip of his cocoa] Ah. This is the life. The perfect marshmallow-to-cocoa ratio. One, two, three, four, five... six. Mmm.

Chloe: Well, well, if it isn't my favorite nerd bird.

Blu: Very... very funny. Real mature.

Alice: Hey, pet! Where you migrating to this year, huh? The breakfast nook?

Blu: Throw all the snowballs you want. I'm protected by this magical force field called glass. It's what keeps us so toasty and warm in here while you guys are out there freezing your...

Alice: [singsongy; laughing] La, la, la, la, la!

Blu: Classy.

Tulio: [gasping; yelling; groaning] Arara! Arara! Arara! Ara...

Linda: Are you all right?

Tulio: [groans; shivering] I'm not really built for this weather.

Linda: Oh. Are you looking for some books?

Tulio: [chuckling] Books? No. No. I have come 6,000 miles looking for him.

Linda: Doctor of ornithology?

Tulio: [imitates birdcalls] Ooh. He's magnificent.

Blu: Linda, little help here. Linda?

Linda: Wow. You're actually communicating.

Tulio: Yes. Yes. I introduced myself and shook my tail feathers counter-clockwise, thus deffering to his dominance.

Blu: I did not get that at all.

Linda: So, Dr. Monteiro, you...

Tulio: [chuckling] Oh, no "Doctor," please. Just call me Tulio. You know, your macaw is a very special bird. In fact, as far as we know, Blu is the last male of his kind.

Linda: Really?

Tulio: Yes. And recently, we found a female, and our hope is to bring the two of them together to save their species.

Linda: Oh. Well, yeah, sure. When can she come over?

Tulio: Oh, no, no, no. She is in Brazil. Blu must come to Rio de Janeiro.

Linda: [laughs] Rio? Brazil?

Tulio: Oh, no. You... you misunderstood. It's all arranged. You will be with him every stop of the way. And I will be with you.

Linda: Um, look, I know you're doing your job, but I can't... Well, Blu is very particular, and we have our little routine here, and we're not big on travel. Heck, he doesn't fly.

Tulio: [takes Blu and inspects him] But, of course, he can fly. He's a perfect specimen.

Linda: Uh, what are you doing?

Tulio: Don't worry. Their natural instincts always take over.

Linda: Wait! Wait, wait! No! No!

Tulio: Well, almost always.

Linda: Blu!

Blu: [grunts] What kind of doctor are you?

Linda: Are you okay?

Tulio: Perhaps he's too domesticated.

Linda: It was very nice of you to stop in and squawk around and throw my bird, but now it's time for you to go.

Tulio: [Linda walks him out of the shop] Well, I... I'm very sorry. I... I'm very sorry, but... wait, wait. Linda. Linda. This could be our last chance.

Linda: [sighs] Have a safe flight.

Tulio: [He throws his business card through the door post flap] Linda, please, listen to me. If we don't do this, his whole species will be gone. Just think about it.

Linda: [groaning; grunting; chuckles] Stupid clock. Huh? Good morning, Blu.

Linda: [gasps] Ew! Ooh! Come here. Tyler Blu Gunderson! You know these vitamins are good for you. Ooh. What's this?

Linda: Gotcha. Whoo!

Mother Bird: Hey!

Red Bird: E'a Ilha diz!

Young Linda: [gasps] It's okay. It's okay. Shh. I'll take care of you.