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(victim gasping)
(ominous orchestral music)
(monster growling)
(ominous music continues)
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
(acoustic guitar music)
(baby crying)
- Don't cry.
It's okay. Everything's gonna be okay.
(baby crying)
I'm so sorry it has to be this way.
(baby crying)
(gentle music)
I am so sorry, I'm sorry.
Someone will find you.
(baby crying)
You made me do this.
It's your fault.
No, I'm not telling you where she is.
How could you do this?
Do you think it's okay?
This was never okay.
I can't believe you made me do this, after everything.
No, I can't do this anymore. I hate you.
You're never gonna hear from me again. You understand?
(eerie music)
(tense music)
(birds chirping)
(tribal drumming continues)
(trash can rattling)
(tense music continues)
(Ebba growling)
(tense music continues)
(upbeat pop music)
(tense music)
(upbeat pop music)
- Honey, that mystery creature came back.
Our trash is everywhere again.
No, I saw it clearer this time.
It looked at me like a child
or a drug-fueled teenage girl rather,
staring at me like I was some sort of mother figure.
Could they be part of the unhoused?
Could they be moving all the way out here?
We got this place to get away from the madness.
No, I'd rather not deal with the police.
No, I don't want the forest rangers out here either.
Our bird bath, as you very well know, is not in compliance.
Okay, I'll call animal control.
(Ebba growling)
(phone beeping)
No, it's not a coyote.
It moved like a lynx.
It's hard to describe, it definitely had wild cat-like eyes
with a body of a young hairless baboon.
No, it wasn't human, really, it wasn't.
No, no, it wasn't animal either.
Okay yes, it could be the same cougar
responsible for all those poor poodles.
Yes, it's definitely a job for a specialist, send him.
This could be big.
A new creature.
They discover a new one each day, don't they?
Maybe they'll let me name it, if it's my discovery.
(tense music)
(driver screaming) (brakes squealing)
(car running)
- Good day, good day, good day.
I'm Nigel B. Shearing, the lovely dapper trapper,
world famous wolf hunter extraordinaire.
And today we've been given the very special assignment
of tracking down a potential new creature,
never recorded by a man.
You know, I'm here to find out, is it fact or farce?
(car revving)
(upbeat electronic music)
(tires squealing)
- [Observer] I can't believe it.
You're unreal.
You look like a cherub, a daisy, a will o' the wisp.
I forget that you're not like us,
completely separated from mankind.
Even if you could understand you wouldn't believe me.
No one else believes me.
We look nothing alike, but you're my sister.
I bet you're a liberal like me.
(soft music)
(person crunching)
Whoa, she's definitely wild but something tells me
she's starting to become woke already.
Her fury is exquisite.
She's really something.
You're like my hairy little Helen Keller.
You're free like an animal, not a person.
No hangups, no rat race.
Wild and free.
- Joanna.
Joanna?
I'm here about the animal-like girl.
Well, I hate to be a sticky beak,
but I think I'll have a look around.
(tense music)
Yeah, looks like some big game
turned this rubbish over here.
Oh, look there.
Oh, some well-made tracks. Beautiful.
In my early career, I'd make a cast of this,
but now since I'm an expert, I could tell right away.
It's a size seven.
Well, looks like the homeowner's just there,
but she's not alive to speak with us.
I'm not gonna show the body.
I don't wanna be part of some snuff film.
Forensics will be by, make a full page wrap on it,
but the only analysis I need is my own.
(horn honking)
Attaboy, Runty.
Looks like he's picked up a scent.
No time to chat now.
Better get after it, shall we?
(upbeat percussive music)
(Ebba growling)
(percussive music and growling continue)
(gentle piano music)
♪ This I know is true ♪
♪ When we're so tired of all ♪
♪ When love is tired of all ♪
(cat meowing)
♪ And I'll be tired of you ♪
Barthy, get away from the window.
(Barthy growling)
Bartholomew, what's out there?
What's out there? (Bartholomew growling)
(high-tension music)
(Bartholomew screeching)
(piano man screaming)
(dramatic music)
- I'm often asked why I'm at the forefront of my game
award-winning twice now in '07 and '09.
Yes, I'm the one who tagged the famous puma, P-22,
and now I'm the sixth contender for bagging the new one,
P-122 as they call it.
It's bloodline air.
We have this net.
It's strictly silicone-based
and it stretches for any roughhouse rigamarole
as you can see.
This is what I'll trap it with, on paper.
Really I'll just need photo evidence of setting it out
so the Forest Service will know
I'm not on my ass, but working.
And hopefully they'll sell me my money and time for dinner.
Mm, now where's my bait case? Whoops, not this one.
That one contains the disease that has no cure.
All I've got to nourish me right now is this.
Had a chance to buy 11 pallets on eBay
after they phased them out,
so I naturally jumped at the opportunity.
(bird cawing)
The ravens hover at 2:30.
They must be warning calls.
My intuition says she's still in the area.
No time to check myself now, maybe we can track her down.
(car chugging)
What's the matter now, Runty?
Must have ran you too hot again.
(door creaking)
Well, sorry mate.
They say if it's too hot to touch, she's overheated.
Ow! Ow!
Ah!
Can't hold you much longer, boy. (screaming)
Quick, Runty,
pitch me a 7/8 ratchet and a screwdriver.
(tense music)
(bird hooting)
(Ebba growling)
(Ebba roaring)
- No, yoga class? It's different, you know?
And I like this spot, it's quiet.
No problem. Talk to you later.
(ominous music)
- Oh, hi there, girly.
You wouldn't happen to have a toolkit kit, would you?
- Hi.
No, sorry.
- You haven't happened to see or hear any signs
of a mangy wild sea freak of nature
running around here, have ya?
- No.
- Moves like a leopard this one,
with DNA split right down the middle,
part valley girl, part neanderthal preemie.
- You are the only person I've seen out here today.
- You sure? She looks like a homecoming cheerleader.
Tossed around and dragged through the mud a bit.
- Sorry. Can't help you.
- Your name Cassie?
- No, it's not.
- Huh? Of course it isn't.
- Sorry? - You look like a girl
I used to know.
My ex-wife actually.
- Yeah. Not a chance.
- Mind if I call you Cassie?
- Nigel B. Shearing at your service, madam.
Cryptozoologist and big game hunter extraordinaire.
- You're what now?
- No time to explain.
I'm on a set and it's fading fast.
Bye Cassie.
Sorry there's no time to serenade you with my didgeridoo.
(eerie music)
(Ebba grunting)
(person panting)
(dramatic music)
(Ebba roaring)
(victim screaming)
(dramatic music)
(Ebba grunting)
(dramatic music)
(phone bleeping)
(victim screaming)
(aggressive music)
(monster growling)
- Well, she should be good to go now.
Who doesn't love my heavily customized ride?
Touch sensitive screens are waterproof
and tiny microphone here allows me to verbally communicate
with whoever.
I guess there's no better time than now
to show you what she's made of.
Got the latest and greatest gadgets and gizmos here
to go over.
Here we have seven radars not to be toyed with.
Got my first aid kit here with me
filled with my favorite tailor fit rubbers.
In case I get lucky.
I carry no camera these days
because the way I see it is if I can snap her,
I can tag her.
And if I can tag her or I can have her.
This is my hydrogen condensed lithium laser tranquilizer
from IBM, banned in all 30 states.
That's why it's disguised as a cheese grater.
Shoots a real laser.
Two shots can detriment the impulse for less than a minute.
Three shots can promote hysteria
and other complications with bad bathroom times.
And here's my field notes.
Doubles as my diary with plenty of poetry
dedicated to my love, Cassie.
And also has a few tidbits about the elusive wild girl.
Here's a nice entry brimming with prose.
She's not wild like a hog.
She's still like a snake with fangs of a cougar
and can also turn transparent in the moment of danger.
(energetic music)
Yee-ha. Yee-ha.
(phone ringing)
We're getting a call.
- [Video Speaker] Nigel, your parcel arrived.
- Finally. I've been anxious
to get your thoughts on my latest fines.
- [Video Speaker] You mean my latest fines?
I'm just looking at them now.
I trust you were successful this time.
- I got what I could for now and it wasn't a joy.
- [Video Speaker] A rodent, a badger.
- It's up to you for now. Skittish little guy.
- [Video Speaker] Surely he's been accounted for.
- Come on now.
Have I ever presented you of species that wasn't genuine?
- [Video Speaker] And that is mostly due to my trust.
I rarely oversee the most profound authentications
before accepting a novel new lineage from you.
- Well, I assure you their new discoveries never cataloged.
- [Video Speaker] Another insect.
What can I do with this?
More muck.
- That there is a color changing rarity.
You really have to see this natural habitat
to appreciate this one.
Vibrant hues that really twinkle at twilight.
Surely this one's an honest find.
- [Video Speaker] It's a marsh deer.
- It's a poisonous fungi, actually.
A carnival that's infecting the deer's thigh.
That's the real winner.
- [Video Speaker] Am I supposed to be impressed?
- Well, I assume you find a delight in this last one.
It's a rather enticing reptilian charmer
from the black mamba variety.
- [Video Speaker] You insult my taste
by claiming this grizzly mutant a charmer.
- What now?
I couldn't forcibly dream of a more innovative creature.
You don't know this is neck?
It's throat puffs out.
Truly an unordinary and almost mythical find.
Ain't that what you're after?
- [Video Speaker] You have frustrated me, Nigel.
We'll have to discuss the peculiars of our new contract
moving forward.
- Can I charge you for this video call?
He hung up on me.
Can you believe that, Runty?
Hope he doesn't let me go after all this time.
It's hard to find a good side hustle like him.
(energetic music)
(dramatic music)
(Ebba grunting)
(tense music)
(person giggling nervously)
- All right, I'm very excited
because we just received a hot tip
that there's been a sighting of the wild girl
right here across this bridge
in that there cabin.
(exciting music)
(tense music)
Rumor has it that this is where the purty pop's mother
once resided before she fled social services
and went into exile.
So mangy old bric a brac, this is.
Plenty of nice parts to take to a pawn shop guy.
It's like a snapshot in time
of what all that bush baby could have had and grown up with.
(dramatic music)
An obliterated family.
(eerie music)
Reminds us that a house is not a home.
We have to stay calm and clever and keep our mask on.
Animals can only recognize you by the shape of your mouth.
(eerie music)
Oh, I can feel their mega mites
nipping at my own family jewels already.
We'd better vacate now.
This target area's infested with not only vermin,
but with the dark dank vengeance
of this she lion's sinister soul.
(tense music)
- I can't believe it. It's her.
It's really you. You're alive.
(tense music)
Mother will never believe it.
(phone ringing)
- What is it, Tasha?
- Mother. I found her.
I snapped a photo. It's blurry, but it's definitely her.
- What do you care? How many more posters are around town?
- What you did to our family was despicable.
- Stop doing that. - Heinous.
- I want nothing to do with this girl.
- I hate being an only child.
- You know, maybe I abandoned the wrong daughter.
- And there she is
gazing at me lovingly.
- I've moved on. I'm a different person.
I- I- you need to stop.
- Behind the dale.
- What are you trying to accomplish with this?
- Through the twigs. - Quit it.
I'm done.
- It's not the juniper berries on that branch she craves.
It's me.
- You are done. - Her big Tasha.
- It's the worst day of my life
but I've forgotten about it and I've moved on.
And you should too.
- It's over mother. They're gonna put you away.
- They can't prove DNA unless they take a swab from me.
And I'm not gonna let that happen.
- I just want my sister.
- I know you're just doing this
for the fame and fortune.
- I want the bond we never had.
- She's dead to me.
- Never to know if she would be gay
or straight or non-binary.
- Oh really?
- Don't these things keep you up at night, mother?
Like they do me?
- That chapter of my life is done.
- You're a bitch, mother.
I love you.
- You don't know me.
- I've read your diaries.
- I am not the same person I was 17 years ago.
- You're screwed, mother.
- It's you that should have been raised by wolves.
- And I'm gonna tell everyone what really happened.
- I would disown you forever.
(phone bleeping)
- Well, my ship has come in.
I think it's safe to say so anyways.
Do you know what this is?
That's right.
5,000 tons of Awkwafina.
Yeah, boy.
Mellie Yellie's about to run out,
and I'm gonna need a little something called hydration.
(ax thwacking)
You can see here, I've made a very impressive dent on it.
It should just be another six or seven hours now
before I get a six inch hole in diameter.
Water will be gushing out, but not too heavy.
I can bathe in it or I can wash my tush.
And most of all, I can get a sip of that H20.
But I don't crave,
actually haven't had it in about 12 years since I was a lad.
That's right. I've been faithful.
My favorite brand. Mellie Yellie.
If only they made it in diet,
I could slim down, lose my pooch.
(energetic music)
- Right. Left.
Roll down.
Right, left.
Hard.
Okay. Again.
There's a lot of steps to it. Okay.
- All right.
(energetic music)
Here we go. Roll to the left.
Turn.
Right, left.
Roll down.
Right. Left.
- You know what? You know what?
I don't even want to do this.
Can we just stop?
- Raya, come on. It's not that hard.
- Why are we doing this again?
- You always have a bad attitude.
Whenever we do something I want to do.
- We always do what you want to do.
- Seriously?
- Just the other day we went to a movie
I didn't even wanna see.
- Are you serious?
- Look, I'm tired of you always
just taking all my energy away from me.
I have no time to do what I wanna do.
No time to spend time with the people
that I wanna spend time with.
I'm just, you know what?
You know what, do you, I'm gonna do me. Okay?
- You're gonna leave.
Oh fine. I'll do it myself.
(ax thwacking)
(energetic music)
(Ebba grunting)
(energetic music)
(tense music)
Hey, do you wanna do my dance video?
It's gonna be so lame if I'm by myself.
Hi, I'm Brianna.
(tense music)
Oh my God. My finger.
Why would you do that? Oh my God.
Oh my finger. Oh.
Hey. Leave it.
What are you doing? Ugh.
Stop. Get away.
Leave it. Get outta here.
Ugh, my finger. Ugh.
Yeah, you better run. Ugh.
You better hope they can sew this back on.
Oh my God.
(tense music)
(eerie music)
(phone bleeping)
- Oh crap. The Rangers be calling me.
Yes? I don't understand.
And has Sandra called you?
He was a one time employer.
His opinion of me shouldn't matter.
He's an exotic animal enthusiast, all right?
I'll level with you.
He hires me to discover new species
from the forest of Bolivia.
The filthy rat just thinks I fooled him about some fungi.
It's got nothing to do with this or your assignment.
I'm your man, remember.
I'm the only one that has that invincible sense
for finding creatures at the unknown.
This assignment is personal, very important to me.
I speak fluently with most members
of our animal kingdom community.
You know, I appreciate this opportunity to deliver.
We're just days away now. Runty's excited.
He's firing on all cylinders.
At any moment he could just break down.
I need more funding for fuel in my team moon sheen hole.
I got stuff in the cart just waiting for me to check out.
(water trickling)
(tense music)
(energetic music)
(engine revving)
(energetic music)
Well, we lost power now. No problem.
We'll just have to sit here for 11 or 12 hours
and wait for the solar batteries to charge us up.
(eerie music)
It sure is beautiful out here.
Not as nice as the outback but nice in its own way.
Guess I'll take this time to answer some questions now.
Some of you have asked me why I like to rotate
between the boots and the flip flops.
Well, the boots keep me insulated
from the extreme heat out here,
and the flip flops.
Well, besides being much easier to run in,
they double as a flotation device,
which has served me well a couple times
in the am Amazonian River.
Everyone always seems perplexed.
Why I wear this amazing silver jumpsuit.
I cut the knees and arms off
because it's no longer winter.
But the reason I wear it is simple.
Everyone knows animals can't see silver.
I'm basically invisible to them
and it makes it a whole lot easier
when I'm sneaking up on 'em.
Some of you wonder why I rave so hard.
And it's because studies show that it's the only music
that actually soothes our furry friends.
Surprised none of you have asked me
why I don't have an accent.
I was born and educated in Melbourne
and then spent some time with the Aborigines
before they tried to castrate me and cast me out.
So I hopped across the pond of the UK
to finish my veterinary conservatorship
amongst all the Shires, Bedfordshire, Berkshire, Cheshire,
Derbyshire, and Cornwall,
before getting booked on a steam liner
to different subtropics like Bolivia.
- [Video Speaker] Nigel, my archeologists need their leader.
You are all we've got. The only cryptozoologist I know.
Although lately I have been increasingly disappointed
with your ongoing clutter of bootlickers.
I will give you anything you want
as long as you bring this new rare breed home.
(eerie music)
(phone bleeping)
- Yeah hon. What is it?
I'm working on this doggone house.
Damn you, Mabel. Why are you such a pain in my ass?
Why you make such weak coffee?
Tastes like ass water.
I'm sick of this crap you put me through.
Out here day and night working to pay our mortgage.
Well why don't you go get on down to Home Depot
and get the discount paint for the kitchen.
I don't give a rat's ass what color the cabinets are.
As long as they keep the food dry.
(cat mewling)
What the hell is this now?
Honey, I'm gonna have to call you back.
It looks like one of the neighborhood children
has gotten loose.
(Ebba grunting)
What? You don't scare me.
Yeah, it's a working man right here. Take a good look.
I don't know what you are. Oh, you is a female.
Hey, you actually kind of good looking.
What you doing now?
You crazy. Now go back in your yard.
No.
(tense music)
What cha doing? Ah, get out.
Shoo.
No. Shoo.
Get outta there. Bad boy.
Shoot you away.
(aggressive music)
(Ebba grunting)
- Oh, look at here.
This is a good sign.
Looks like she's been here.
The skin of an unknown slithering snake.
I wonder what kind it is. No way to tell without its body.
She must have regurgitated it.
Not sure why, but this is the best part.
Pack with nutrients like vitamin D and A.
This is why I always carry this container
to collect the sample.
This is the kind of thing that really pushes my buttons.
But in a good way.
I think it's time to hunker down and set up camp here.
Hone in on Cassie's ground.
By this time tomorrow I'll be world famous.
- I can hear it now. The hell town singing harmoniously.
Nigel B. Shearing he's a hero yes, he is.
Nigel B. Shearing, I hope my boy grows up to be like him.
(tense music)
- I don't need you. You don't control me.
You don't sustain me. You don't mean anything to me.
Burn. Burn.
(tense music)
(cat mewling)
(tense music)
What the hell are you doing? Covered in all that crud.
Lord knows what.
You lost or something?
Ugh. Girl, what the hell?
And you're naked. Nasty.
Can I help you with something? What do you want?
Well you know what? Here, Andrea will get you cleaned up.
See? (Ebba grunting)
So don't your mom ever wonder where you at.
You know you're a real hot girl underneath all this mess.
Just tell me, why the birthday suit?
You know what? Thanks for not explaining.
Actually, you know I used to be
into some kinky role playing.
You look like the kind of girl yourself.
And you know I was one of those
treat me like an animal kind of girls.
You know what I mean?
I can get down with that. Yeah.
You're a real hot chick, right?
Wait a minute. You might look really good in this.
You know I've been saving this
for a real hot girl like yourself.
Real special occasion, you know.
You know, maybe later we can go to a rave
and you can wear this, you know.
Come here. Don't be scared now.
You're a pretty girl underneath all that.
You are looking hot girl.
You look good. You look good.
I've never seen anyone look so good
in the color chartreuse before.
I love it. You look hot.
(Ebba grunting)
Where you going? Hey. Hey, wait.
I like you. Come back.
Stop. Come back.
I liked her. She made me feel less insane.
- Alright, special announcement.
Turns out I didn't hack my way through the woods
for the better part of the day in vain
because I found a very special discovery.
The mightiest pine cone of the wood.
What most people don't know is you can make
a pretty decent meal outta this.
It's thinner than oatmeal, thicker than grits.
You just gotta boil it for 16 hours overnight
and it'll keep the moths away twice over.
Just gonna sanitize it now with a Mellie Yellie,
and put it in the pot over the fire,
and by morning I'll have a modified genuine
Nigel B. Shearing puree.
All I gotta do is season it
with a bit of my forehead sea salt sweat
and I'm off to the races.
Yum, yum, yum.
In my tum, calories for the day.
- Nah, I just don't think it's going too well.
I think maybe I'll break up with her.
If you only knew.
I really wish, you know?
In another life, maybe.
- I found a bit of brekkie in my swimming cozy.
It's a bit melted 'cause it's been the warm car.
Down here had an ucka ducka.
So putting down one of my favorite little treats
a Chicky Bicky.
Double layered, crispy rice kernels and fudge.
Mm, that's right.
I'm gonna be filled with fudge before the day's out
and it's gonna put wind in my sails
and float me through this miserable day.
I'll just have to climb this hill, 11 kilometers,
and go over it.
Reckon it'll take about eight hours.
By the time I get down, I hear there's a town
and possibly a cafe.
Wouldn't that be nice? So let's go find out.
(tense music)
- Cheryl. Hey girl.
Come on.
I don't even know how you got out.
I keep those doors locked all the time.
You walk through the screen.
Come on.
(tense music)
Hey girl.
Girl, get over here.
Cheryl.
Cheryl, get over here and stop acting a dang fool.
Right now.
What'd I say to you?
You have me out here looking all over the place for you.
You're a good dog, but this is dang foolish.
Come on, lemme get this on you here real quick, girl.
(Ebba grunting)
All right, now come on, get.
Let's go.
No pork chop for you tonight.
(whip cracking) (wild girl hissing)
(dramatic music)
- Hey there. Good day, mate.
What a day it has been already.
When it comes to trapping,
there's a wrong way and a sure way.
What I'm doing now is the classic hollow out a six footer,
lay some hosanna over it and walk away.
Come back here early in the morning
and boom, there she'll be six feet under.
But live, a body found.
I get twice the reward money if she's still breathing.
However, that is a bit tougher than the ground back home.
Not sure if I feel like digging it.
So since that's not gonna fly,
I've got me variation on the classic spring back trapper
right down here.
Like the old spring-a-ling.
She sniffs the snail bait down here
and whammo, snags around the limbs.
She flips, lasso up
and before you know it, she's swinging from her ankles,
right where I want her.
Easy pickings for the
wish I was American boy scout with a badge boy wonder.
It has to be me to cash in on her.
Rightfully so.
Been steadfast on her for days now,
closing in fast on her.
I reckon she's in a 30 mile radius.
And if all those traps fail me,
I've still got one final method here.
Some may find it rather opaque and cruel,
but I find it's quite effective.
(phone ringing)
I don't believe it. I got a notification.
(phone buzzing)
My credit card's been declined.
Well, at least I finally got a bit of service out here.
Got a new email here from a Debbie
who claims she's harboring the fugitive,
who she got mixed up for her own doggy.
- [Debbie] Dear Mr. Nigel, weird looking man.
I have found what I think you are looking for. She's my dog.
Her name's Cheryl, and people keep saying
you'd be looking for her.
I found her on the side of the road.
If you can kindly find me in my home area,
I would greatly appreciate it if there's only a cash reward.
If you got nothing on you, please don't show up.
Sincerely, Debbie Dingle Beller.
(whip cracking)
- It sure looks like that dangerous girl on the tank.
I'll have to pop on over and have a lookie.
This is incredible. Two whole bars.
Well, I can finally post a status update
and see who likes it.
Woo hoo.
(Nigel screaming) (dramatic music)
(aerosol farting)
I am all right, Runty.
Just gonna have to take a moment and saw my leg off.
Won't be long now. Yeah, it is too painful.
I'm just gonna have to lean into all the sudden adrenaline
and muscle the teeth open.
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
I told you it works the way it's supposed to.
Well, good news is I don't suspect the leg is fractured.
Bad news is the gashes are rather deep
and have already run out of my mother's medicated ointment.
But I'm in luck.
This stuff here,
the stinging nettle acts like a disinfectant.
It's like poison ivy,
but it's tiny needle-like fibers
stick around much longer, no pun intended.
Ah, really starting to sting now.
That means it's working.
Ah.
(dramatic music)
(owls hooting)
- Okay. So I've had this crazy idea.
You know how I hate reading
and you really like reading and writing.
So I was thinking maybe you
should do the book report for me.
I mean, you could just copy yours and then,
but just like change up the words a little bit.
I think it would work.
And then we could hang out all week
because I wouldn't have something to do on Wednesday.
Oh, you're the best. Thank you.
(energetic music)
- Good day, my mate.
You must be the one they called Debbie. I got your email.
- Oh, well it depends who's asking?
Are you that little Nigel? Weird looking frontier man?
- Sir Shearing to you.
- Okay, well what can I do for you today, sir?
- It looks like you have something that belongs to me.
- Are you talking about my dog, Cheryl?
- I suppose so, I seen the picture.
- Well, she belongs to me. She's my dog Cheryl.
She don't say much, but she's a good dog
and I'm not giving her without no payment.
You got something for me, big boy?
- Well, I only have four USD,
but I do have a nearly four pack of marbles.
And if that's not good enough, I got a 24 karat gold Rolex.
Hey.
Ah, what are you doing?
- That ain't real.
That's a fake Rolex If I ever did see one myself.
Hey, you come up in here with a fake watch again.
You see what happens?
- You crazy, mate.
I'm sick of your kind.
Now you better deliver her right now. Don't make me wait.
(dramatic music)
Ah, here she comes.
- She gone. - She's gone?
- I don't know. She must have got hungry.
Maybe went out looking for some pork chops.
- This is a very important subject.
You have no idea. You're a loon, you is.
- I'm a loon?
You're the loon pulling up here with your fake ass watch.
- I'm sick of this,
I'm worse off than when I came here.
Cracked Rolex. No smokes.
I'm off the McDonald's. Get myself a whopper.
- Okay? You do what you want.
Still can't understand a word you saying. So goodbye sir.
- Alright, well try to be a decent person
and quit doing your Craigslist scams.
- I don't know what that is.
(tense music)
(Ebba grunting)
(fly buzzing)
(phone bleeping)
- What do you mean?
Oh, you just told me you could do the book report.
Are you serious?
(tense music) (Ebba grunting)
I don't even remember what chapter I was reading.
(tense music)
Ugh, you're horrible. Behaving like an animal.
It's addicts like you that give LA a bad name.
Stay away from me.
(dramatic music)
(Ebba grunting)
(dramatic music)
(victim screaming)
(aggressive music)
- Here we are.
The infamous bridge of destruction.
Used to have 500 cars a day.
Now it's down to zero, nil.
And you know why?
Because that beast destroyed it, ravaged it,
shoot on it with all the grizzle,
all the might she could muster
and all for what purpose?
To strengthen their fangs and canines.
That's what they do.
Not that there's been many accounts
of these wild little creatures.
Very few have been documented.
But what we do know is they spite humanity.
So they're destroy all that we create
if they have a chance,
and most importantly, the time.
Look what she did here, made a meal out of this asphalt
and people could just lop off the side of it
and plunge to their death.
Eight feet down.
(birds chirping)
- Mom, I need you to come pick me up.
I need you to come now. I need you to pick me up.
(dramatic music)
- You don't know the first thing about dating, honey.
You're gonna get your heart broken.
I'm just trying to be your mother as you say that I'm not.
Isn't this what mothers do?
- You're just so negative.
- Then don't ask for my advice
because I'm not gonna be here
to support you when you get your heart broken
time and time again.
(Ebba grunting)
- [Daughter] What was the point of coming here
if you were just gonna be on your phone the whole time?
- [Mother] I'm trying to work too.
- You said we would be having quality time.
- This is quality time.
We're roasting marshmallows, sweetheart.
Here, I'll put it down, okay?
You're burning yours.
- I like it like that. - Of course you do.
(monster growling)
- What was that?
- What?
(monster growling)
- It sounded like a mountain lion.
- [Mother] Sweetheart, please.
- [Daughter] You don't hear that?
- Hear what? You're so neurotic, honey.
Did you take your meds?
- Something's out there.
- Okay, honey. (monster growling)
- Oh, crikey mate. What have we here?
Oh no.
Look at the destruction of this once precious female child.
This is why you never do the latest TikTok challenge.
Bush births.
As you can see, the newborn's been snatched away.
Who knows where, but what's worse,
the sharks can smell the blood a mile out.
But not to worry, because I always carry
a spare bandaid with me in my silver slipper.
Could quite possibly use two or three more of these,
but this will really help out.
Just gonna stick this here
and I'll hold it all together.
Oh yeah. What lovely blood sausage this will make later.
Don't worry, love.
These will grow back.
(dramatic music)
- Help, help.
Help.
- You'll be fine.
Just gonna try to tuck these back in
and you can be very thankful
because these organs are just the spleen
and some other bits.
Things that aren't vital, that aren't mandatory
to human survival.
Nothing essential here.
And don't worry, I'll bill you for the bandaid
sometime next week.
Well, I've done my good deed for the day.
Nigel B. Shearing signing out.
- [Victim] Help.
(dramatic music)
- Come on.
- No, I'm sorry.
I just, it's too much for me.
All this going on, and your finger.
I just, it's one thing after another.
- My finger's gonna be fine.
They reattached it. It's gonna heal.
- Really?
It looks like you went to a backdoor doctor.
- It's supposed to look bad at first. It's gonna heal fine.
- No, it's not. See, this is your dissolution.
This is how you live life.
- Maybe this wouldn't have happened if you were with me.
I had to take an Uber to the hospital
'cause you were nowhere to be found.
And they luckily did a great job putting my finger back on.
But like, where were you?
- I had somewhere better to be.
And I'm sorry that happened to you,
but like, it wasn't my fault.
Maybe you shouldn't have been dancing.
- Oh my God. Are you kidding me?
Look at this. Like-
- You know what? Stop.
I, it's every time, every time something bad happens to you,
I'm forced to stay.
Somehow or another. I can't do this anymore.
- Oh my God. You don't care at all, Raya.
- I, I do. I do.
But just not that much.
- Are you seriously dumping me right now while I have this?
- Yeah, I am... yes.
This is, this is a final straw and I can't do this anymore.
- Oh my God. Raya, you're heartless.
- It's all about you all the time. Alright.
And I'm done with it. I'm done with you.
- Are you seriously leaving?
(door creaking)
It's gonna be fine.
(giggling)
(eerie music)
- Well, what a tasty little snack of meat out over.
I always say humans make the best jerky.
What a pressie this is. And it ain't even Chrissy.
Well, better get back to old Runty McGunty.
I'm worried about the coppers
because you ain't got no radio.
(engine chugging)
- I think he likes me. - Mm.
He's only with you to get to me, sweet pea.
- Why do you always do this?
- Do what?
- You'll date anybody I date.
- Oh, please. It's not my fault they like me.
What do you want me to do about it?
I can't help what God gave me.
- [Daughter] You try to flirt with them.
You wear provocative outfits.
- Oh, come on. I don't try.
- [Daughter] Just stop trying to act like my sister.
You literally tell everybody that you're my sister.
- Well, we do kind of look like sisters.
- Well, you don't act like a mom.
- [Mother] Well, isn't it fun to have a sister?
- [Daughter] I have a sister.
- [Mother] What is mom like to you?
- [Daughter] Someone who takes care of me.
- I feed you. I give you clothing.
What else do you want from me?
You're always complaining.
(Mother sighs) (tense music)
speaking of which, I think it's time for a girls trip.
Casino?
- Mom? Come on.
You promised we would do shadow puppets.
- Sweetheart, you're neurotic, remember.
Just take another dose of whatever they have you on now.
- Pretty please.
- Ginny. I have to go.
You know how these little twerps are?
Never get a minute to myself.
Let's do one of those challenges together.
The smoothie challenges.
All right, chow.
Here, take a melatonin gummy.
(tense music)
(wild girl slurping)
- Mom, why are we camping so close to the stream?
- Because it's relaxing.
- It will help me zonk out.
- But in Girl Scouts, I learned you should never
pitch a tent near a body of water in case of flooding.
- Hogwash. Just go to sleep.
Lay down.
(tense music)
- Mommy.
There's a monster over there.
- [Mother] Oh, for God's sake,
what horror film is your father having you watch?
(tense music)
- Please go look.
- Fine.
As long as you promise to lay down and shut up.
(tense music)
There's nothing here.
(Ebba grunting)
Such a little scared baby.
(Ebba grunting)
(tense music)
(Mother screaming)
- Mom, stop trying to scare me.
You always do this.
So embarrassing.
I'm not a little kid anymore.
(Mother screaming)
Mom. You're so dramatic.
You're not fooling anybody.
(Mother screaming) (dramatic music)
Where are you? Quit throwing a pity party for yourself.
I'm gonna call dad.
(dramatic music)
I wish I was with you. Mom is being so difficult.
You know how she is.
No. I know.
I'm never gonna come here again with her.
(dramatic music)
Okay, love you.
Bye.
Mom.
Mommy?
(dramatic music)
(energetic music)
(dramatic music)
(Ebba grunting)
(daughter screaming)
You are silly.
Let's be friends.
I'll ask my dad if you can sleep over this weekend.
- I did happen to find this granola bar.
It's seven years old. Expired.
But I'm quite famished, so I'm gonna have to go for it,
even though it's not keto friendly.
- [Video Speaker] Nigel.
- Why'd you go and have to call the rangers on me?
- [Video Speaker] I need you to board a red eye tonight.
- Oh, come on.
I'm on a restricted timeframe.
- [Video Speaker] You have six days
to finish your folly there.
- So you say I'm the best,
then you say, I'm no good anymore.
- [Video Speaker] Control yourself.
- My attempts have been nearly fatal.
Where the heck are you now?
- [Video Speaker] My nocturnal gallery
crooning to my endangered friends.
- Oh no. Not them night monkeys again.
I can't stand them and their big little eyes.
Even though I do love all creatures.
- [Video Speaker] I expect my wishes to be fulfilled.
Bring me the golden God
and I will sponsor your future expeditions
so you can pay for all your streaming subscriptions.
- You want her too, now.
- [Video Speaker] A large shipping crate with holes will do.
- I'm not a poacher.
I'm simply doing this for the greater good of humanity.
- [Video Speaker] You're a fine outdoors man, Nigel,
but need to control your anxiety.
- How can you expect this of me?
- Trust your interface that I paid for.
Let your onboard computers assist you
in scaling the dry lagoons and aid in your daily procedures.
- [Nigel] Thanks for the good advice.
Bye for now.
(energetic music)
(Ebba grunting)
- Yo, lady.
Where you from? Jersey?
I know Jersey trash when I sees it.
You sure looking hot today. Want some malt liquor?
(Ebba grunting)
Dang. Little sister.
You look like you was dragged under a moving vehicle.
Yeah, I'm a white rapper. Proud of it.
You don't know me.
Want a cigarette?
(Ebba grunting)
What's your deal, girl? What are you doing?
You insane or something?
Yo, yo, yo.
Raised by coyotes. She could eat your cannolis.
What you see is a dirty girl. A dirty naked girl.
But when I look beyond the dirt, what I see is a pearl.
Mm. I just wanna have a cocktail with you. Ferocious female.
Mm.
Yo yo yo.
Rocking and rolling.
Coyotes. Man.
She was raised by coyotes. Mm.
She could eat your cannolis.
What'd you think of my rap, Girly?
(wild girl roaring)
Why you bite my lip, girl?
Why you bite my lip?
- Well, if she be any place she'd be right here.
This is a post apocalyptic world
where humans used to thrive.
But when the glory went, the people went with it.
The perfect place for a little four-legged creature
to room about and wait for unsuspecting hikers
and poodles to rip apart.
This is what'll happen when the humans dry out.
The roads and the cities and villages
and the towns that we live in will be taken over.
This is a sign of the times.
So I have a controversial suspicion
that that little feral girl
has been here digging up the bones of our elders,
dining on them, making a snack out of the deceased
like it's a play thing from Pets Mart.
Well, I'm here to put an end to that.
Whatever I have to do, slice, dice or skewer.
And I'm here to make sure
that no strange little undomesticated girl
is gonna disturb their souls in the afterlife.
(dramatic music)
- [Radio] The body of a young woman
was recovered late Monday in Griffith Park,
brutally mangled, organs dangling.
She was an aspiring yoga instructor.
Rising the ranks of OnlyFans, only to be taken too soon.
Some theorize a strong possibility
of a dangerous carnivorous womanlike creature.
Authorities have assigned
the infamous Nigel B. Shearing to the case.
Increase caution in the area,
and conduct selfies at a reasonable distance.
If you have any information relating to this
or any other incident, call Channel 8 news first
so that we can have the exclusive story.
(energetic music)
- Right. I never knew how good life would be momless.
I know.
I guess dreams do come true.
Yeah. Her funeral was today.
I didn't even go, but there will be food.
So yeah, I'll probably go for that.
(tense music)
(birds chirping)
Okay. Sleepover later.
Yeah. It'll be so much more fun now.
Bye.
(Ebba grunting)
Hey, you again.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Why are you growling?
(Ebba grunting)
(wild girl hissing)
(daughter screaming)
I thought we were friends.
(wild girl growling)
(disembodied screaming)
(Nigel snoring)
(dramatic music)
(bear growling)
(Ebba grunting)
(victim coughing)
(tense music)
(Nigel whistling)
(tense music)
- I heard something.
Who's there?
(wild beast growling)
That's a male mating call of a 13-year-old puma.
Oh yeah. She heard it all right.
She responded.
I heard a twig snap. And that could only mean one thing.
A Canadian goose has laid her eggs. She's being protective.
All that big old little mangy mods out there
watching my every move.
You have to be careful now. She could strike from behind.
Tear off a good shank of my bum.
If only I wasn't allergic to every variety of green foliage,
I would go over there and hide behind that green stuff.
(monster growling)
She could smell my fear
and I can sense her rage.
Come on out here if someone's there.
I hope it's who I think it is.
Come on out.
Show yourself.
(tense music)
(victim coughing)
- Ooh. - Help.
- You're not looking too good, babe.
- Oh, help.
- Oh, she got you good.
- Help. Help.
- Oh, I'm sorry. I, I, I need help.
I need all the help I can get.
You are not the first girl I've seen out here.
I'm just gonna,
I'm just gonna borrow your phone really quick.
You know you're not gonna be needing anymore anyway.
In the meantime, you know, keep it cute.
Gotta make a few phone calls, so hope you don't mind.
Hang in there.
They call me a hot mess.
- [Radio] We have received more information
about the rabid juvenile delinquent.
She's believed to be teenaged
covered in the blood of her numerous victims.
There has been half a dozen deaths so far.
She remains at large and may very well continue to slaughter
and slay at random.
(Nigel panting)
- What the hell?
- Are you friend or foe? Tell me now.
- It depends on you. - She's after me.
She's coming after me.
Wait, help me.
- Hold on. Hold on.
You ain't got nothing to be afraid of.
It's Andrea here.
- You know about the wild girls, don't you?
- Oh, of course I know about everybody out here.
- You've seen her?
- I've seen 'em all. This is my land.
You're safe here with me.
- Oh, thank goodness for that.
I feared for my life just there.
(birds cawing)
You have no idea what I've been through.
I've been chased around. My bollocks bitten off.
And now here I am.
I thought I was in heaven 'cause I saw an angel.
- There is no heaven.
And we've all had our bollocks ripped off here and there.
- I can't believe it's already Thursday.
Haven't eaten in almost a week.
Starving. Miss brekkie, miss din din.
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
- I don't know what din din is,
I don't know what language you're speaking.
I'm so sorry. There's a language barrier.
You might need to go somewhere else.
Someone else might know what you're talking about.
- Give me some words of wisdom, won't you, Andrea?
- No.
(tense music)
- Alright.
See you next Tuesday.
- I might not be here.
- Bugger off now.
- Oh yes. That's wonderful.
It's, it's going excellent.
It's all going according to plan. Really.
I know, right?
It's kind of like glamping,
but just not glamorous, but that's okay.
I've always been kind of a hippie anyway.
(person whistling)
So when are you gonna bring me that stuff you promised?
I miss my makeup and sushi. Oh my God.
I could really do some sushi right now.
You're so funny.
I mean, if it works out
and it will, I mean, pretty soon everyone's gonna know
who you are and how you rescued me
and brought me back into normal society.
- Oh yeah.
- Now the talk show appearances alone and the sponsors.
I mean, can live off them forever.
(tense music)
Ugh. Hang on.
Someone's spying on me and doesn't think I can see them.
- That jig is up, girly.
That's right. You've been found.
The game is over.
You've done enough.
Time to drag you into the authorities now.
We could do this the easy way
or the Nigel B. Shearing way.
- Oh, please. - Yeah.
- Surely we can work something out.
- What's this about?
What you doing now?
I know what you're trying to do.
You're trying to break down my defenses.
It's getting sexy now.
You think I'm not gonna hog tie you?
Now. This behooves me.
Oh yeah. Twirl.
Oh, I'm fond of you. Oh yeah.
My diaper's filling out.
This is quite nice actually. And unexpected.
Don't stop now. Come on over.
Oh yeah. I'm falling in love with you now.
Oh yeah. Are you thinking what I'm thinking, baby?
Oh yeah. Time to nibble my a kibble baby.
Yeah, work your way down. Oh yeah.
Oh yeah, darling, don't stop now.
Only a few seconds longer. Oh yeah.
Any moment now. Oh yeah.
Oh, oh, oh. Not too hard.
Not too hard. Oh, oh.
Less is more. Less is more.
Better ever better ever. Oh, don't bite.
No, no, no, no. That's not for biting.
That's not a snack. Oh, this is not a shoot on.
Ah. Oh.
Whoever. Now let go.
Ow. Better ever better ever.
(monster growling)
(Nigel panting)
It's all right, Runty.
Just having another x-rated nightmare again.
(phone bleeping)
New voicemail. Someone out there does care about me.
- [Andy] Hey buddy, it's Andy.
Gimme a call when you wake up.
I wanna hang out with you. Okay, bye.
- Oh, come off it Mr. Dick.
I wish you'd stopped flirting with me.
I already told you I date to marry
and I'm allergic to cheetahs.
Well, on with our day.
Just get a quick boost from the prize Mellie Yellie.
Not sure what I'm gonna do when I run out.
Rightly so. Better get after it.
No idea what she looks like. Really.
Not sure if the gal likes nuts or what,
what she feeds off of.
Maybe the excrement of other animals.
But I've got a good feeling that by the end of the day,
my PayPal will be filled with the brim.
Oh, I can feel the caffeine going right to the medulla.
It's what I need to get paid and be world famous.
And in the Guinness Book of World Records
for the best animal hunter known to man.
(energetic music)
- Hi Alexis. It's Kendra.
Yeah, just getting a little color
before my big date tonight.
Yes. He's a bodybuilder.
No, I left Cameron.
Oh my gosh. I didn't tell you?
That bastard.
Well, you know how we're trying
to get me pregnant and it's just not working.
Oh, I was like, hello. That's not my egg.
So now I'm left childless with nothing to do.
Hold on. There's some homeless woman in my yard again.
Hello. Excuse me.
You're not supposed to be here.
I'm taking photos of you.
Go tweak out elsewhere.
Not cool.
You think I can't see you? I'm pissed.
(Ebba grunting)
No. No, no, no.
Get away from me.
(aggressive music)
- [Radio] Earlier today, Kendra Silva,
a young woman from Palmdale
was found dead and dismembered
in the above ground swimming pool where she resided.
Amateur animal hunter Nigel B. Shearing stands by his claims
that the culprit is not an animal at all,
but rather a very famished undomesticated girl.
Police remain skeptical,
believing that it's just another deranged woman
trying to make a name for herself
as a barbaric serial killer.
- Oh, Ebba, you're just so misunderstood.
I think I'm going to call you the female freak of nature
or my feral friend.
Yes, that's it.
That's what you'll be called
in our number one bestselling book.
I'm coming for you, Ebba.
Just as soon as I get my ugly sleep, I'm coming for you.
(serene music)
Do you understand? You're my long lost sister.
It's hard to believe you've slaughtered
and eviscerated half a dozen people.
You're damn lucky I caught you instead of the police
or that diabolical loon, Nigel.
(Ebba grunting)
You need to be quiet.
The neighbors will hear.
(Ebba grunting)
Silence.
I'm not allowed to have pets, you know.
Rest now.
Oh, I think you clogged it. You filthy girl.
Here we are together for eternal bliss
and let's assess the situation, shall we?
There's a wild woman wanted for murder passed out in my bed,
and it's only a matter of hours before she wakes up.
And then what?
Oh Ebba, can I please be more
than just a savory snack to you?
They'd have locked you up with the rest of them
in a nuthouse
and thrown away the key,
lobotomies on the reg
with the same simple food.
From now on, it's TCBY treats.
Oh, she's dreaming.
With your flick of the wrist.
Or shall I say paw.
I don't know if I wanna give you a sippy cup or spoon you.
The pain and suffering is over now.
No more scratching at your fleas or chasing your tail.
I'm going to give you a makeover.
I have a giant Walmart bag filled with false lashes
that are gonna be glued on you and I.
First thing tomorrow.
Sleep now.
Mother, see if you can get in touch
with that talk show host.
I'm sure Maury will come out of retirement for this.
Just try. Okay.
I gotta go. My publisher is calling.
(Ebba grunting)
Ebba.
It was only a dream.
(engine chugging)
- Hi. Yeah.
I'm gonna need a jump or possibly a tow.
I'm not sure, it won't start.
Let me see.
Radio works. Let me check the headlights.
Oh my God. There she is.
It's that girl. Oh my God.
She took my finger. Please just send help quick.
No, no, please stop.
Please. You're beautiful.
I see a light in your eyes. Please don't.
(dramatic music)
(victim screaming)
- I made a pinky promise with myself eight years ago
that I wouldn't stop searching for you.
And today is your birthday.
And to celebrate,
I'm gonna bring you some raw chicken, baby.
(serene music)
- Quick. Take cover.
- Yo, yo. What?
- There's a teenage savage beast lurking around here.
She's territorial. You shouldn't be here.
- I don't wanna be in your vlog.
- I'm not a vlogger.
- So what are you? Some type of wedding DJ?
- I happen to be a highly decorated big game hunter
of the modern era.
- So why are you dressed like that?
- It's called swagger.
You should try it sometime.
Well, sack's a sack.
(energetic music)
(dramatic music)
- What are you doing?
(Ebba grunting)
That's my tofu.
(Ebba grunting)
Fine. Just get outta here.
Enjoy my leftovers.
Bitch.
(tense music)
(victim screaming)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(birds cawing)
- Well, I'm very eager to check on my traps.
But first we gotta hide Mr. Runty with some tactics
I picked up from the military before I was discharged
for tricking all them bullies in the barracks
to drink Mellie Yellie that was actually my urine.
Well, this is it.
If I don't catch you by sundown, I risk being replaced.
Was that a lady bug?
Come back, I could use some good luck.
(energetic music)
(serene music)
Bingo.
A body found.
Looks like she's still alive.
Looking a bit ill.
My goodness. Mom's gonna be proud.
Well, time to get on with the mouth to mouth resuscitation.
(dramatic music)
Wow. Look at the size of the thing.
Nearly five six or five seven, if I'm lucky five, eight.
Good thing I found her when I did.
Otherwise the rattlers might've got her.
All right, love. Now my job's nearly over.
Just gonna have to inject you
with this new controversial steroid
to make my sponsors happy,
so they can study its side effects,
and then we'll be on our way.
(tense music)
There you have it, ma'ams and gents.
Nigel B. Shearing strikes again.
(energetic music)
- [Tasha] Tasha, what the hell do you think you're doing?
Do you really think you're able to capture a manic,
bloodthirsty wild girl?
It's suicide. You're just going to end up a victim.
A statistic like the rest.
Click bait for those doom scrolling fake news.
(engine revving)
- Don't worry, love, there's an animal hospital
right around the bend.
(energetic music)
- [Tasha] Oh, Ebba. I know you're out there.
(energetic music)
I can sense you, sister.
- Oh, no, what have we here?
Some deranged woman blocking the road.
(horn honking)
Doesn't have space to turn around.
She better not be after my prize.
(stealthy music)
- Stick 'em up.
That's right.
Yeah. Keep 'em up.
Hand over my sister, Nigel.
- Sister?
You don't look like a rollo.
- Sure she's my sister,
but that doesn't make me automatically love her.
She's an embarrassment to me and my family.
And now I'm gonna make her pay me back
for all the years I spent looking for her.
- Alright.
I'd rather not get mixed up in some family affair.
So I think it's best she'll leave with you.
- Now you see that over there?
- No, I don't see nothing.
- That's right.
Nothing but hundreds of miles of sun scorched sand
and burned out trees from forest fires.
If you're lucky, you'll make it to Fresno
by this time next week.
Should be simple for a survivalist like you.
Now get going.
- But I don't stand a chance.
I'll be dead by sunrise from dehydration
unless you let me grab me Mellie Yellie real quick.
- Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't blow your brains out right now.
- Um,
I'm Nigel B. Shearing,
the lovely dapper Trevor,
world famous worth hunter extraordinaire.
And all my many subscribers would be pissed
if I went silent.
(gun cocking)
- And I'm gonna be filthy rich
after Ebba and I go on every primetime talk show
in the country.
- Why not go global? Think big.
And sure you'll mention me in those articles
and what all I did.
- Maybe if I needed a punchline.
Because you're a joke.
- I'll get it. You'll be the stars.
You'll be on all the covers of the magazines
at the supermarket when you check out.
I could see it now.
Ebba's face on the cover of the National Enquirer
and maybe even Time magazine's person of the year.
All I have to say is I'm glad you found
your version of success, whatever that is.
And I just hope she's in good hands.
- Don't you move, you bastard.
(tense music)
Oh, Ebba.
Oh, you're so skinny. You look so malnourished.
Oh, don't worry.
I'll make my world famous Chicken fricassee
when we get home.
I just have to take care of this Nigel freak.
(door creaking)
Ah,
- Ah. Don't do that.
- [Tasha] Oh, is this what you need for your travels?
Oh, oh, I'm sorry.
Will this quench your thirst?
Oh wait, I just found some.
Enjoy. Thanks.
Is there a trick to starting this thing?
What's with this hunk of junk?
- [Nigel] Attaboy, Runty.
- Hey, can I get a push?
(gun blasting)
What's with this crap?
(gun blasting)
How old is this thing?
- Well, so long, Ebba.
I best get back to the great down under
where my senses tell me
there's a gopher named Jeffrey
that could be in need of a helping hand.
Help.
It's about to run dry.
I have no idea where I am.
Help. I'm a goner.
My Mellie Yellie ain't tasting right.
(eerie music)
(tense music)
- Wake up. Sniff sniff.
Time to come to.
Big sis is here.
You're beautiful.
We're going home to take a bubble bath and scissor.
(dramatic music)
- Someone please lend me a helping hand.
I'm drying out.
It must be 30 degrees Celsius out here.
I'm shriveling up.
(tense music)
I know she tried to poison me,
but what she doesn't know is
I spent the better part of my life building up a tolerance
to antifreeze.
(gentle music)
Cassie?
Cassie, what are you doing here?
All right.
You've come to brighten up my day, haven't you?
Wow. Perfect timing.
Fresh ice cold Mellie Yellie, thanks for bringing it out.
I don't care if it is flat. I'm just about out.
Down to my last fluid ounce.
Oh, please, Cassie, why don't you come on over here
and pour it in my mouth.
Please.
(tense music)
Well, I think I've found my tomb,
my final resting place
and I'm in luck for I have one last meal.
I love a bit of crunch in my lunch.
(crunching) Meaty little guys.
Oh, the taste is bad.
So I'd just like to say it's been a privilege
and to all the furry little rascals out there,
I'm sorry that I didn't get the chance to rescue you
and give you a decent home.
I wish you the best.
I'm Nigel B. Shearing, soaring out.
If only I could serenade you all with my didgeridoo.
(Nigel imitating didgeridoo)
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
Just pet me mullet, will you?
- Oh, I'll pet your mullet.