Nigel: I know I'm not a pretty birdie...but I used to be quite a looker. A star. Lights, camera, action. I was striking, suave, ambitious. Feet to beak...so birdie-licious. Now I'm vile, I am villainous, and vicious. Oh, and malicious. I had it all. A TV show, women, too. I was tall. Over one-foot-two. Then they got a pretty parakeet to fill my shoes. That's why I am so evil, why I do what I do.
Chorus: He was a super star.
Nigel: So young and vital.
Chorus: He's nasty.
Nigel: A South American Idol.
Chorus: He's a suspicious bird.
Nigel: Who said that about me?
Chorus: A very vicious bird.
Nigel: I'll have you rotisseried. I'm a feathery freak. With a beak. A bird murderer. You think you're badder than me? I never heard of ya. I'm evil, I'll fill your cheese balls with weevils. I poop on people and I blame it on seagulls. It was him.
Chorus: He's a nasty bird.
Nigel: I'm invincible.
Chorus: He's ghastly.
Nigel: I'm un-mince-able. I'm unwashable, unrinseable. Like an abandoned school I have no principle. All of you Brazilian birds, all 18 million birds, I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going to make you...
Nigel: Shut up, now. Shut up!
Nigel: It's just me. I will make you ugly...too.
Nigel: Sweet nightmares. (Laughing maniacally)
Blu: Not cool, man! Scary, but not cool! Hey, are you okay?
Jewel: No, I am definitely not okay!
Blu: Wait. What are you doing?
Jewel: Getting out of here. Are you going to help me or what?
Blu: Actually, all the survival guides say to sit and wait, and help will come.
Jewel: No one is coming! We are on our own and if we just sit here, we're going to die!
Tipa & Armando: Yes! Yes! Yes! No!!
Armando: Nigel! Get out of the way! Hold on!
Blu: Stop! Stop! Why don't you just open the door?
Jewel: Are you kidding me?
Blu: What? It's just a standard flip slide bolt.
Jewel: Come on! Let's fly! What are you doing?
Blu: I can't.
Jewel: What? You can't what?
Blu: I can't fly!
Jewel: You couldn't tell me this before now?
Blu: It didn't matter before now!
Jewel: I hate you.
Jewel: 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 bird-bath. Happy?
Armando: There they are!
Jewel: We got to get out of here! Just move! Move!
Blu: Wait, wait. Listen to me. Flying may not be my thing, but walking is. Follow my lead. Inside leg, outside leg.
Jewel: Yeah, okay, I got it.
Blu: Inside, outside, inside, outside!
Crowds: Yes! Yes! Yes!
Tipa: Yes. Yes!
Armando: Come on!
Blu: See? I'm bilingual, too!
(Nigel squawking harshly)
Jewel: 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.
Blu: No, ducks can fly.
Jewel: No! Duck!
(Commentator speaking Portuguese)
People watching games: Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Blu: Hold on!
(The whole city black out)
People watching games: No! No! ...
Nigel: (Groaning) Get out of here, you putrid poultry!
Blu: What was that?
Jewel: A stick.
Blu: And that?
Jewel: It's just a rock.
Blu: Right. Yeah. (Shuddering) Is that a spider on my back?
Jewel: Will you quit it? It's just a leaf. Turn around. Leaf. Told you. Now, 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: Hey, hey, don't talk to me about nature. I watch Animal Planet. I know all about the food chain. You see? You see? Out here, I'm just an hors d'oeuvre. Nothing more than a featheryspring roll.
Jewel: 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 comfortable in something man-made. Hey, how about up there?
Jewel: I can't believe I have to drag your clumsy butt up there.
Blu: Drag me? (Scoffs) Watch and learn.
Jewel: Oh! Blu! Just wait one... Blu?
Blu: Who's dragging whose butt now? Huh?
Jewel: Ha ha. Very funny. (Laughing)
Blu: You see? Who needs flying?
Jewel: Birds. Birds need flying. Flying is... It's freedom and not having to rely on anyone. Don't you want that?
Blu: I don't know. It sounds a little lonely.
Jewel: Let's get some sleep.
Blu: I'm probably going to be up for a little while. Because I'm still on Minnesota time.
Jewel: Good night.
Blu: Good night, Jewel. Good night, Linda.