{BOOG SPEAKING NONSENSE IN
BACK OF VAN}

{SINGING} <i>If you go out</i>
<i>of the woods, today</i>

<i>There's going to be some chips</i>

{LAUGHING}

Yeah, and the giraffes taste almost exactly

like the elephants, and that's
messed up.

Hey, Gordy!

Uh-oh! Back up quick,
before she sees me!

{BOOG YELLS, GROANS}

You are in big trouble, mister.

{GASPS} You know what sugar does
to you, Boog.

Straight to bed, now!

I am so sorry. It's my fault
it won't happen again.

-{BOOG GROANS}
-What if he had hurt someone?

Gordy, please, we're talking about
Boog, here.

What are you looking at? I told you
not to wait up.

-{TIRED GROWL}
-GORDY: Put it all away.

BETH: No, no, no,
It's not like that.

I mean, it's <i>not</i> my fault.
I tried to teach him the bass--

{BOOG SPEAKING NONSENSE}

I took him fishing, but he didn't
want to get wet.

-{BOOG GROWLS}
-{DOOR SLAMS}

-Gordy, please.
-{BOOG GROWLING}

Boog is sorry. {CRYING}

-Beth, you're <i>not</i> his mother.
-I'm not mothering him.

{TAPPING ON GLASS}

Excuse me.
Go to bed, Boog!