Oh, isn't there someone else you can annoy? Friends, family, poisonous reptiles?
— Hey, buddy, if it's not them today, it's just someone else tomorrow.
— Well, I'd rather it not be today, okay?
— Why did you do that? You could have died trying to save me.
— That's what you do in a herd. You look out for each other.
— Hey, he's wearing one of those baby thingies.
— So?
— So if he poops, where does it go?
— Humans are disgusting.
— Okay, you, check for poop.
— Hey, why am I the poop checker?
— Because returning the runt was your idea. Because you're small and insignificant. And because I'll pummel you if you don't.
— Why else?
— Now, Sid!
— Oh, look, Manny. A mammoth.
— Ooh. Somebody pinch me.
— Hey, hey, this fat one looks just like you. Aww! And he's got a family. Oh, and he's happy. Look, he's playing with his kid. See, Manny, that's your problem. That's what mammoths are supposed to do.
— Sid.
— Find a she-moth, have little baby mammoths and, and...
— Sid! Shut up.
Diego: — Um, that pink thing is mine.
Sid: — Uh, no, actually, that pink thing belongs to us.
Diego: — Us? You two are a bit of an odd couple.
Manfred: — There is no us!
Diego: — I see. Can't have one of your own, so you want to adopt.
Sid: — Look, I'm sorry to interrupt your snack, but we got to go.
Diego: — The baby? Please. I was returning him to his herd.
Sid: — Oh, yeah. Nice try, bucktooth.
Diego: — You calling me a liar?
Sid: — I didn't say that.
Diego: — You were thinking it.
Sid: — I don't like this cat. He reads minds.
Sid: — Aw, the big, bad tigey-wigey gets left behind. Poor tigey-wigey.
Manfred: — Sid, tigey-wigey's gonna lead the way.
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Diego: — You won't always have Jumbo around to protect you. And when that day comes, I suggest you watch your back, 'cause I'll be chewing on it.
Manfred: — Hey, Uber tracker, up front where I can see you!
Sid: — Help me.
— I'm so full. How 'bout a good-night kiss for your big buddy Sid?
— Shh. He's asleep.
— I was talking to you.
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