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[Flint and his friends are walking in the Breakfast Bog, getting close to the FLDSMDFR.]
Flint: Almost there. The FLDSMDFR should be across this syrup bog.
Brent: [awed] This is syrup? Syrup is my favorite. [smacks a mosquitoast] Darn mosquitoasts!
Chester: Don’t worry, man baby. They, like all the other abominable food monsters, will soon be no more.
Sam: Wait, Flint! What if we’re making... a big mistake?
Flint: Mistake?
Sam: About shutting off the FLDSMDFR. Some of these creatures, they’re incredible!
Chester: Incredibly dangerous! We were just attacked by a giant Tacodile!
Flint: He’s right, Sam. I mean, we were almost eaten by a cheese spider.
Sam: It doesn’t mean we have to destroy all of them. Some of the food’s actually been... friendly.
Manny: It is true. The dessert creatures are especially sweet.
Flint: Okay. Maybe we– [Barb smacks him] Argh!
Barb: Mosquitoast! Was gonna bite you.
Chester: See? Even the tiniest creatures are attacking us.
Sam: The only reason they're biting is because of the drop of barometric pressure. Bugs do that before a storm. [refers to the storm clouds] And by the look of those nimbostratus clouds–
Chester: Miss Sparks, we are not talking about the weather. [hits Flint in the tracking helmet] We are talking about food here. Dangerous food that does not have human emotion.
Flint: [A mosquitoast landed on his nose and Barb flicks it out] Ow!
Chester: Food that are not friendly! [slaps Flint in the face and holds his helmet] FOOD THAT CANNOT LOVE!! [slaps Flint again and pinched his lips]
Sam: Flint, we should be studying the food animals, not killing them. What if he's wrong?
[beat]
Chester: [to Flint] The choice is yours, son - live up to your full potential or walk away and let the food monsters destroy Lady Liberty.
Flint: Sam, finding that FLDSMDFR and saving the world, that's what matters.
Sam: [shocked and hurt] Really? Our opinion doesn't matter?
Flint: Of course, it does! Yes! Yes, it matters, but... just... just not right now.
Brent: Uh, oh!
Earl: Wrong answer!
Steve: Toast!
Sam: [angry] Yeah!? [takes the drawn vest sticky note off the drawing of Sparkswood] Well, I guess this doesn't matter, either, young Lockwood. [pinned the sticky note on Flint’s shirt] I’ll just... see you back on the boat. [drops the drawing on the syrup and storms off... well, sort of]
Flint: Wait, Sam! Wait, please! No! No. Sam, come back! Come back, Sam, no! No, Sam, Sam, Sam! Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam…!! [to Earl] Hey, Earl, would you talk to her?
Earl: [sternly] You bet I will. Hey, Sam, wait for me! [follows Sam]
Manny: Adios, sayonara. Goodbye, Señor Lockwood. [leaves]
Brent: [sadly] Bye, Flint. [leaves as well]
Steve: Steve! [hops onto Manny]
Flint: Et tu, Steve? [his friends leave him on his own with Chester and Barb] What just happened? [picks up the drawing from the syrup]
Chester: You've made the right choice, son. [to his sentinels] Sentinels, keep them... safe. [grins as he walks off with Flint and Barb while the sentinels march after the gang]

[Flint and his friends are walking in the Breakfast Bog, getting close to the FLDSMDFR.] Flint : Almost there. The FLDSMDFR should be across this syrup bog. Brent : [awed] This is syrup? Syrup is my favorite. [smacks a mosquitoast] Darn mosquitoasts! Chester : Don’t worry, man baby. They, like all the other abominable food monsters, will soon be no more. Sam : Wait, Flint! What if we’re making... a big mistake? Flint : Mistake? Sam : About shutting off the FLDSMDFR. Some of these creatures, they’re incredible! Chester : Incredibly dangerous! We were just attacked by a giant Tacodile! Flint : He’s right, Sam. I mean, we were almost eaten by a cheese spider. Sam : It doesn’t mean we have to destroy all of them. Some of the food’s actually been... friendly. Manny : It is true. The dessert creatures are especially sweet. Flint : Okay. Maybe we– [Barb smacks him] Argh! Barb : Mosquitoast! Was gonna bite you. Chester : See? Even the tiniest creatures are attacking us. Sam : The only reason they're biting is because of the drop of barometric pressure. Bugs do that before a storm. [refers to the storm clouds] And by the look of those nimbostratus clouds– Chester : Miss Sparks, we are not talking about the weather. [hits Flint in the tracking helmet] We are talking about food here. Dangerous food that does not have human emotion. Flint : [A mosquitoast landed on his nose and Barb flicks it out] Ow! Chester : Food that are not friendly! [slaps Flint in the face and holds his helmet] FOOD THAT CANNOT LOVE!! [slaps Flint again and pinched his lips] Sam : Flint, we should be studying the food animals, not killing them. What if he's wrong? [beat] Chester : [to Flint] The choice is yours, son - live up to your full potential or walk away and let the food monsters destroy Lady Liberty. Flint : Sam, finding that FLDSMDFR and saving the world, that's what matters. Sam : [shocked and hurt] Really? Our opinion doesn't matter? Flint : Of course, it does! Yes! Yes, it matters, but... just... just not right now. Brent : Uh, oh! Earl : Wrong answer! Steve : Toast! Sam : [angry] Yeah!? [takes the drawn vest sticky note off the drawing of Sparkswood] Well, I guess this doesn't matter, either, young Lockwood. [pinned the sticky note on Flint’s shirt] I’ll just... see you back on the boat. [drops the drawing on the syrup and storms off... well, sort of] Flint : Wait, Sam! Wait, please! No! No. Sam, come back! Come back, Sam, no! No, Sam, Sam, Sam! Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam…!! [to Earl] Hey, Earl, would you talk to her? Earl : [sternly] You bet I will. Hey, Sam, wait for me! [follows Sam] Manny : Adios, sayonara. Goodbye, Señor Lockwood. [leaves] Brent : [sadly] Bye, Flint. [leaves as well] Steve : Steve! [hops onto Manny] Flint : Et tu, Steve? [his friends leave him on his own with Chester and Barb] What just happened? [picks up the drawing from the syrup] Chester : You've made the right choice, son. [to his sentinels] Sentinels, keep them... safe . [grins as he walks off with Flint and Barb while the sentinels march after the gang]