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Do you know the way to tell a story that's true from all the stories that never took place?

Well when a story so strange that if it never happened no one could ever think it up,

then it is true, a story so strange that no one ever could make it up,

has to be true, has to be true,

Now you ask what difference does it make in the end if you believe a strange story or no,

if you accept a strange story told to you as true, then a certain enlightenment comes to you, it comes to you,

A certain enlightenment comes when a story that's told to you, is really true, this story is really true, it's really true.

Everybody knows the difference between animals and people. People take medicine, fight wars and read books, animals don't.

Animals never use people to solve their problems, but people use animals all the time.

sometimes without caring what's best for the animals. And that's what this story is all about.

Then it is true, a story so strange that no one ever could make it up, has to be true, this story is really true, it's really true.

This is the story of Hugo the Hippo, which is the short way to say hippopotamus, which is the long way to say river horse.

There are lots of legends about hippos, but the one that changed Hugo's life is the legend about sharks.

It all began in a faraway place called Zanzibar, across the bay from the city of Dar es Salaam, in east Africa.

This is Zanzibar before the Propus dark age. A lazy island in the tropical Indian Ocean.

For as long as anyone there can remember, the people have always raised spicy cloves and been ruled by sleepy Sultans.

The latest and greatest of them all was the Sultan Majid. The Sultan enjoyed his power because he truly cared for his people.

He kept them busy and prosperous by building the biggest cloves industry in the whole world.

The harbor at Zanzibar was not very deep so ships had to anchor far off shore.

Day after day the porters waited through the water to take the cloves out to great ships.

Year after year the people of Zanzibar grew more and more cloves for the people of the world and the lines of porters grew longer and longer.

Sing song, pass it along. This is the same song your father before you had sung.

That is the sweat of your crown that you taste on your tongue.

Sing song, pass it along, sing song, pass it along, sing song, sing song, sing song, pass it along.

Sing song, father is strong, mother is fixing a very good supper for me.

My little baby is waiting to ride on my knee. Sing song, father is strong, sing song, father is strong.

The easy going life at Zanzibar turned out to be the calm before the storm, a storm of sharks.

Zing, zong. Waiting along.

Riding a line until where

It meets up with the sky, yeah.

Eating a vastful so fast that it is making me high. Look out.

Yeah. Zing, zong. I am waiting along. Yeah. Aha.

I said zing, zong. Yeah. I am waiting along.

I said zing, zong, zing, zong, zing, zong. Aaao. I am waiting along. Waiting along.

Zing, zong, zing, zong, zing, zong, waiting along, waiting along, waiting along.

Get out of the way

Stop! What is that commotion? Stop!

Looks...

Sharks! In the water

In the name of Allah, what are you doing? Stop! Get back in there,

a million in revenues. Stop this madness! Save the goods.

I am Aban-Khan, minister of law and finance to his highness the Sultan Majid, I demand to know the meaning of this... this revolt.

Mister I tell you, the men are protesting,

Protesting? Ridiculous! What could they possibly find to protest?

Well, they are protesting the presence of sharks

Sharks? Ridiculous, rubbish. Native superstitions. Now get in there, all of you, there are no sharks in the Sultan's harbor.

God in heavens. Sharks in the Sultan's harbor.

Mister minister, don't you think you better tell the Sultan?

I better tell the Sultan. Sharks in the Sultan's harbor, a nation of tragedy, the economy is threatened, my job is threatened. On to the palace of the Sultan.

The Aban-Khan had good reason to be worried for with sharks in the harbor the porters could not load the cloves.

What was to become of the great clove industry of Zanzibar, which the Sultan and his people had worked so hard so many years to build?

(whispering)

... the sharks at the harbor.

What?!

The pigeons roof in your pantry, the dogs haul in your garden. After all these years of peace and pengy, why sharks is at the ARBITUDE CELEBANT House.

Yes, your highness, it is true that in all the history of our harbor water has guestly come up to a PIGMESS NEED.

Still, we must bear in mind that the heavy rains of lately low precious systems, they ecluded front to the north east monsoon...

May the monsoon blow a hole in your head. No matter what happens it is always the monsoon.

The ships will not wait in the harbor forever. What solution have you brought me?

Your highness, I suggest dredging the harbor so the ships may anchor near the shore.

May Allah pity your empty turban.

And how do you propose that I pay for this excavation while our spices go sour and the cloves languish on the clove trees?

Should I have us make the sharks into a tourist attraction?

Where is the real magician. Angelo come here!

I just had the most extraordinary dream. I dreamed there were sharks in the harbor. What is your wish, your majesty?

I wish to talk to you about the sharks.

Oh the shark is a very grand fellow. A magician's magician turns water into wine just like that.

Marvelous illusion, marvelous.

Yes, yes, but can you get rid of the sharks in my harbor?

But the shark is nobody's food. The shark stays in the water and one must keep one's power to drown. Mustn't one?

Ah. Here's a nifty little trick. Isn't that smashy?

May your toes grow eyes.

I'm surrounded by incompetence.

Pick a card.

Be gone all of you. Out out out!

Is there nothing you can do, your highness?

Yes. Feed yourselves to the sharks until they die of indigestion. Get out! Get out!

Oh Nimala, why a rule is so alone in times of crisis?

Oh Nimala, if only you were a water creature to tear those infamous sharks to shreds.

Nimala, a riddle: what is it that walks like the elephant, swims like the whale, will eliminate the shark, but will not be eliminated by the shark?

He walks like an elephant, he swims like a whale

The hippopotamus.

The hippopotamus!

By all the stars of Allah, yes! The hippopotamus, the noble hippopotamus. Nimala my cheetah, who is wiser than all of you has brought the mountain to Mohamed.

But your majesty, are you sure?

May the Jako divide our doubts I will have no more discussion. Go, hire hunters, grow wagons, grow cages. Go to the mainland and capture me twelve ….

Hippopotama

Hippopotamoses

Hippopotamice

Hipo. Bring them back alive to Zanzibar and we will let them loose in the harbor. You my dear Aban-Khan will lead the expedition.

Go! Bring me my wives.

And so the royal expedition started out on the great hipo hunt, with the Aban-Khan in charge.

They sailed first to the city of Dar es Salaam, on the African mainland.

A safari was quickly organized to penetrate the steamy jungles to the west.

A hipo hunt. A wild goose chase I call it. The hippopotamus, nature's mistake,

Alias just the ugliest, laziest, stupidest creature on the face of the Earth.

By Allah I believe our Sultan's fondness for these has gotten the best of him at last.

Deeper and deeper into the jungle went the expedition, trying to find a dozen hippopotami.

Come on you miserable coolis. Localize. Move it!

Well hello.

Step it up.

I found one.

Localize!

Move it faster you dogs. Come on you miserable coolis.

First man to spot a hippo gets a week in Nairobi.

There they are!

It just cant get decent help these days.

Will you look at these beasts. Never moving a muscle, just floating all day in their own stench.

River horse indeed, river pig is more like it.

Sleep on pigs of the river, Aban-Khan is here to carry you away.

He walks like an elephant,

he swims like a whale,

his head's like a pail, it's pathetic,

oh plainly his tail's unanesthetic.

Though nature endowed him queerly,

I still love the hippo dearly,

my H-I-P-P-O-P-O-T-A-M-U-S,

yes I love the hippo H-I-P-P-O,

I love the hippo H-I-P-P-O,

H-I-P-P-O-P-O-T-A-M-U-S.

Though nature endowed him poorly,

I still love the hippo dearly,

my H-I-P-P-O-P-O-T-A-M-U-S,

yes I love the hippo H-I-P-P-O,

I love the hippo H-I-P-P-O,

H-I-P-P-O-P-O-T-A-M-U-H-I-P-P-O-P-O-T-A-M-U-H-I-P-P-O-P-O-T-A-M-U-S.

This will be even simpler than I thought. Come in here.

(whispering)

Hipponotysm

Idiot

Aban-Khan and his powerful magic had made the hippos home disappear. The hippos were frightened, specially little Hugo.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seen, eight, nine, ten, eleven, one more, we only need one more.

I want that giant hippo. Get him! Quickly. Quickly

Get him.

Harder!

Look out!

Harder!

Put some muscle into it. If you lose the big one, you will never work again.

I got him! I got him! He's all mine.

Imagine watching your whole family and all your friends captured and thrown into cages.

That's what happened to Hugo. He saw them all cluck. His mother and even the king of the hippos, his father.

Oh caring. This montain on four legs, I shall name him, king George.

Why king George excellency?

Because King George was king of the most powerful country in the world

Was him more powerful than the Sultan?

More powerful than the Sultan? I am more powerful than the Sultan

The royal expedition had accomplished their great mission. They captured the 12 hippos the Sultan demanded.

Actually it was 13 if you count this little stowaway.

Hugo was determined to follow his mother and father.

He had never seen the ocean before and he was very very frightened.

The expedition sailed back to Zanzibar harbor, still full of sharks.

The Sultan waited impatiently.

50 birds tell type. How long does it take to capture a dozen hippos?.

May the cloves of Zanzibar rejoice, it is back! The royal expedition has returned!

Ah! Aban-Khan you were slow but you're here. You will stay over the mistake, my minister. Where are they? Where are my hippos?

There your majesty.

Isn't it wonderful Nimara. Oh, you have outdone yourself Aban-Khan.

Sharks, prepare to meet your doom

It doesn't seem to be working your majesty. Obviously, sire, it was a foolish plan to begin with. Now, if you'll listen to me...

Lower the big one.

Take out the band.

The Sultan's plan had crush the sharks. Zanzibar was a new strange home for the hippos but they liked it.

Every day the people came to the harbor with ripe blushious fruits for the hippos. They were all heroes. The little one was the favorite hero.

“Hugo!”, the people would yell. “Hugo!” Which in the language of Zanzibar means “there he is”. And that's how Hugo the hippo got his name.

For a while the people and the hippos got along just fine, with the people bringing food every day and the hippos keeping the sharks away.

The harbor of Zanzibar got busier and busier, and the Sultan built a great pier with giant loading crane.

Now the city was so prosperous and modern, the porters didn't have to wait into the water anymore to load the ships.

Thanks to the hippos, Zanzibar had become richer than ever.

New buildings rose from the earth in a busy world of progress, and the people were getting a taste of the good life.

In fact, they were so busy enjoying the good life, they forgot to feed the hippos.

As time were on, the people of Zanzibar even forgot that the hippos had rid their harbor of sharks. It was a nuisance having hippos around.

Gentleman. Why are there hippos in the harbor?

Why hippos in the harbor?. What a question. There have always been hippos in the harbor.

Night after night the forgotten hippos waited in the lonely harbor for food that would never come.

All that came their way was the garbage from the pier.

Starving and desperate, far from their natural home, they had but one thing left to do.

The hippo prints. They come from the harbor.

If the farmers had only gone to the Sultans for help... He always liked the hippos. But instead the farmers took their complain to the Aban-Khan, he hated the hippos.

I don't want to go in there. Get in there.

Enter.

Gentleman. To what do we owe the honor of this visit?

Aban-Khan, sir. We are here because of our crops.

Your crops? Ah yes. Congratulations. Thanks to wise planning, clove exports have increased 45% in the last fiscal year.

The cloves are gone.

Gone?

Eaten.

Eaten?

By hippos

By hippos?

But this is terrible, a national catastrophe.

Gentleman, you are to place yourselves in my hands

But what should we do?

When you are attacked, gentleman, there is only one thing to do.

You, and you and you. Over there, I'll take this boat, follow me.

Alright, let's shove off, and keep it down.

It was a still moonless night when the Aban-Khan let the angry farmers on the most evil mission.

In his crazed mind he saw the hippos as threatening clouds in the sky, daring to stand in his way. Clouds he had to destroy at all costs.

Gotcha.

Alright. That is the old lady. Now where is the king? The king is mine.

Here!

Get him!

Die you devil!

That's the ticket. Good work.

Sink! Sink! Sink! Sink!

Even the powerful king of the hippos, Hugo's father, could not withstand the guns of the Aban-Khan.

Every single hippo of the Zanzibar was slaughtered on that terrible night.

Except one:

Hugo.

There!

The baby.

Get the little one.

Get back! Get back!

Over here. Swim!

I'll get you someday.

I'll get you yet.

Swim for your life.

Go ahead, swim.

I'll get you yet.

I'm so hungry I could eat up all the P's in the dictionary,

I could eat the carats in a diamond mine,

if a band plays something sweet,

I will have that tune to eat,

if a drummer plays a roll I'll eat that drum roll whole,

I'm so hungry I could even eat the ox in the oxygen,

it's in the air.

You said a mouthful.

I said a mouthful there.

I'm so hungry I could bite the pickle right out of a piccolo and I could eat the fig right out of figaro,

if you sing me something sweet I'll have your song to eat,

I would gobble up with glee the dough with do re mi,

I would like to learn geometry just so I could eat the pie, in pi r squared.

You said a mouthful.

I said a mouthful.

Who said a mouthful?. I said a mouthful there.

Hey, I caught a big one.

Do you know the way to tell a friend who is true from all the friends who will ever come through,

well if a friend sees you need him and stays by your side when he could've run the other way,

then he is true,

a friend who stays by your side when he could've run away, it''s really true,

this friendship is really true, it's really true.

Oh-oh it's getting late now. And I have to do my homework tonight.

can't take you home with me, but I promise I'll play with you again tomorrow.

Bye, see you tomorrow.

And that's how Hugo found a friend. A boy named Jormah caught him in Kurasandy Creek.

That was real good fishing.

Hurry dear, you'll be late for school.

I had a talk with Mr. M'Bow Wow yesterday. You're in trouble at school again.

I know.

But Jormah is giving his science project today.

Prrr

What's that, science of playing hookie.

Hi Jormah.

Hello

Where's your science project, Jormah?

I forgot to do it.

Oh boy. What Mr. M'Bow Wow is going to do to you!

Mr. M'Bow Wow, looks at the world with a telescope turned the wrong way.

Mr M'Bow Wow listens to words but never does hear what you actually say.

Mr. M'Bow Wow.

He listens but doesn't hear.

He looks but he doesn't see.

Mr M'Bow Wow asks you who you are but he doesn't know way to reply.

Mr M'Bow Wow, his head is in the air but he never does see there's a pretty blue sky.

Mr M'Bow Wow.

He listens but he doesn't hear.

He looks but he doesn't see.

He touches but he doesn't feel.

His heart's a seal he doesn't really live.

Mr M'Bow Wow.

He looks without seeing, Mr M'Bow Wow.

Mr M'Bow Wow.

He knocks without tearing. Mr M'Bow Wow.

Mr M'Bow Wow.

He lives without feeling. Mr M'Bow Wow.

Mr M'Bow Wow. Yeah.

Good morning Mr. M'Bow Wow.

Good morning children. All lovely all splendorous.

Oh Rallo, you chose the moon. Oh Atlana, you chose the story of Voaya. How I love science projects. Who wants to go first?

I do Mr. M'Bow Wow.

Lovely! Marvelous, Naomi will go first. What has Naomi chosen for her topic?

My science project is Mount Kilimanjaro.

We all know that Mount Kilimanjaro is a mountain many miles to the north of Dar es Salaam, in our country of Tanzania.

It has two peaks, both covered with snow. We all know that Mount Kilimanjaro used to be volcano.

I will now show how Mount Kilimanjaro used to look like.

Bravisimo. Delightful.

Who would like to follow Naomi? Me, me

Oh we are all so eager to go.

Almost, almost. Jormah, we would like to hear your science project.

Have you brought anything with you Jormah?

Perhaps the fish you caught yesterday?

My project is the hippo.

Any particular hippo?

The hippo who lives in Kurasandy Creek.

Ostrich feathers! Everyone knows there are no hippos in Kurasandy Creek.

Hugo! We'll call him Hugo. Look, he wants us to play with him.

Stop! Stop this. Come back! Help!

Here I come Hugo.

I don't know why there is water in the sea.

I don't know why monkeys like to climb up the tree.

I don't know why milk is in the coconut.

There are lots and lots of things I don't know but I know it's a lovely day.

I know it's a time to play.

I know that the sun does shine.

I know the world is fine

I know that I'm out of school.

I know that my belly is full.

I know that this have to be the best day ever, ever.

The best day ever made.

I don't know what holds the sun up in the sky.

I don't know how baby birds learn how to fly.

I don't know why every peacok has to strout.

There are lots and lots of things that I don't know but

I know it's a lovely day.

I know it's a time to play.

I know that the sky is bright,

I know the clouds are white,

I know that my hands can clap,

I know that my feet can tap,

I know that this has to be the very best day ever,

the best day ever made.

I know it's a lovely day.

I know it's a time to play.

I know this has to be the best day ever made.

You will always be our pal Hugo.

Poor Hugo. Just because he played with humans, the other animals didn't like him. Luckily the children took good care of him.

Una has 4 times as many oranges as John.

Together they have 15 oranges.

How many oranges does John have?

Jormah?

3 oranges, sir.

Do you have any food for Hugo?

If Ruby had twice as many apples as she has now, she would have 2 more apples. How many apples does she have now?

2 apples

and a head of lettuce.

And a mango.

And a peanut butter sandwich

Sure can eat.

Well he is a growing hippo

If only Hugo had his own private garden...

Yeah, let's make him one.

Yeah, where should we start?

I always wanted to have a garden,

a pretty garden beside the sea,

sadly it always did seemed to be a foolish dream,

but look what I've got who'd ever thought believe it or not,

I have a pretty garden by the sea,

I always wanted to have a secret,

a secret place only friends could come,

I thought that I'd never find the place I had in mind,

but called it you well, look at me now, it happened somehow,

I have a secret place only friends can come.

Everyday as soon as school was out the children ran to their favorite place: Hugo's garden.

Alright, alright, where is the fire? Outch!

What's going on here?

Where do you all run to everyday?

No where Mr. M'Bow Wow. No place special

We know where we're going. We know where we're going. Mr M'Bow Wow doesn't

Ahaaa!

Uh, my aching head.

Riiiiing

This is Mr. M'Bow Wow. I found out why Jormah is neglecting his school work. He and the other children have been sneaking off every afternoon to associate with a hippopotamus.

They've been wasting their time growing vegetables for this filthy animal.

Quick come on. Right. Get down.

Oh no

If the parents had thought twice about it, they probably wouldn't have burned Hugo's garden.

But Mr. M'Bow Wow had convinced them that Hugo was interfering with their children's education.

So, as angry parents sometimes do, they used force instead of reason.

I am locking you in your room.

Who comes first?

No more hippos.

Everybody's gotta have somewhere,

gotta have space somewhere,

gotta have a place somewhere,

Everybody's gotta have somewhere to call home.

You gotta have somewhere to call home,

You gotta have somewhere you won't feel alone,

It can be a castle,

It can be a single room,

It's a place where you can bloom,

A place to chase away the gloom,

You gotta have somewhere you call home,

To keep in you heart wherever you may roam,

A place you can leave, on a big plate,

Go over the world pursuing rainbows,

Knowing your heart will still remain close to that somewhere you call home.

With no home of his own to go to, Hugo went looking for someplace he could make himself at home.

He discovered they grew nice food on farms. So every night he would pay a hungry visit to a farm.

Hugo didn't know it, but he would soon be known throughout the land as the thief of Dar es Salaam.

One night he even visited the farm owned by Jormah's father.

Its a beautiful morning, a wonderful morning.

I slept beautifully

Ahhh!

What happened? What happened? What it happened?

Ahhh!

The thief of Dar es Salaam has struck again.

For the third straight day, the farmers of Kurisandy Creek where speculating as to the identity of the mysterious midnight raider,

who continues to carry off their crops, fences won't stop him.

One farmer was quoted to saying “He comes and leaves like a hungry ghost”.

Ha, ha, ha. Sounds fascinating, does it not?

It sounds familiar, does it not?

We shall speak to the Sultan, shall we not?

Soon I will have eliminated all the hippos, every last one.

Who did this to me?

I want to know who wiped out my beautiful farm.

Who could it be at this hour?

I'm not expecting anybody.

Who are you?

Who am I? Why?, Aban-Khan of course. Minister of law and finance to his majesty the Sultan, who's wisdom guides us all.

Be calm my dear fellow, just leave everything to me and my men.

Arches in the cabbages, petunias in the potatoes.

The royal magician created the most magnificent garden ever.

Giant fruits and vegetables tantalizing the unbelief. Who could resist such a temptation?

Certainly not a hungry little hippo.

Ha, ha, ha, ha. I believe in getting a condemned criminal a hardly last meal.

What's the matter young man? Don't you want to catch the thief of Dar es Salaam?

Don't let Hugo die.

Hey Hugo.

Hey Hugo.

You come and get it, fresh fruits and veggies, strawberries, melons, beans and corn.

Come Hugo.

No!

Run Hugo, run!

Come on! Let's get out of here!

Hang on Hugo!

After him!

I'll save us!

Ohhhhh

I never did like turnips.

Nasty spring beans!

Hold up!

Get up!

Look out! They're dropping tomato bombs!

Take that!

Oh-oh. A live apple.

Woah!

Saved! Thanks Hugo!

Hold your breath.

I'll split that banana octopus.

Look out for the red hot pepper.

I'll get him with a lettuce bomb.

Bang!!!

Hugo, I'll never eat another vegetable.

I'm tired.

Look Hugo, it's changing into a butterfly.

Now we can get out of here.

Wow. A planet made of cauliflower.

Look at all those strange fruits.

A shooting orange.

A tomato with revolving berries.

Oh no! We've been tricked!

No!

Get out of the way little boy.

Hugo was thrown in a cage and taken to trial in Dar es Salaam.

The entire city was divided, the kids against the parents.

Hugo didn't stand a chance, the grown ups had all the power.

Again, push! Again, push! Let's not stop for anything.

Hugo! Hugo! Hugo!

- Hugo! - Get down!

Hugo!

Hugo!

Hugo!

Hugo, Hugo, we will free you!

How do you like your eggs, poldier? Try him!

Fry him!

Hurt him! Finish him!

Lock him up in jail!

Cut out his tail

Revenge is sweet

It's always hippo meat.

What's so funny?

The prisoner has gone as demonstrated and meeting the court house of Dar es Salaam.

Hugo!

Hugo! It's me Jormah, it's ok. I'm here

You keep away from him Jormah, this is a matter of grown ups to settle

But he is counting on me father. Without me Hugo can't have a fair trial

Your are making me a laughing stock.

Let's get him out the way.

Hey Lui look out.

The court of Yard Suajili is now in session.

This trial will come to order

Hurry up. We're hungry

The case of the farmers of Kurisandy Creek vs Hugo de hippo is now officially open.

Prosecution will identify itself and state the charges.

I am of course, Aban-Khan. Minister of law and finance to his majesty the Sultan.

I have volunteered to represent the farmers of Kurisandy Creek.

We have charged the defendant, Hugo the hippo, with the following crimes:

First, that he unlawfully upon several occasions entered upon the farmers premises, causing much damage to property.

Second, that said Hugo, removed the crops from their fields without payment or permission.

Third, that said Hugo, entered upon the premises of Kurisandy's school, disrupting all education.

And forth, that Hugo, is a dirty, smelly hippo that does not belong in a court of law.

You tell him Aban!

Hugo the hippo.

Meddler, marauder and menace to the community must be punished.

I ask for his death,

I ask that he be killed,

his flesh cut up and divided among the farmers of Kurisandy Creek.

Fry him!

- Roast him! - Toast him!

Humm. And how does the defendant plead to these charges?

Hugo the hippo pleads not guilty!

What is a child doing in here?

- What's going on in here? - The kid's crazy - The kid's nuts!

I call Hugo's first witness, the great and wise Sultan Majid of Zanzibar.

It is an honor to have you in my court.

You may speak when you are ready.

I have not come to interfere with justice.

No Sultan is above the law.

I have come to see justice done.

Hugo would not be here today were it not for me.

It was my selfish vision that sent a dozen hippos to the shores of Zanzibar.

Thanks to the hippos the sharks were driven from the harbor, thanks to the hippos Zanzibar grew richer than ever.

Did we reward the hippos?

No!

Did we take them back to their natural home?

No we did not!

We forgot them, we let them starve!

And some of us did far worse than that.

This little hippo you see before you is the sole survivor of a sepsis and brutal slaughter, led by the very man that now calls for Hugo's death.

I'll get you yet.

Hugo would've died too, if not for Jormah and his friends.

They loved him, cared for him, and even planted a garden to feed him.

Only these children respected his right to survive.

If you need to justify Aban-Khans slaughter of the hippos,

if you think it's your right as human beings to kill whatever annoys you,

then do it and get it over with it,

but mock my words,

unless we can embrace the whole of life on earth,

unless we can manage to learn from Jormah and his friends,

we are doomed.

Doomed?

The fate of Hugo the hippo is our fate.

Let there be justice for all living things.

- The Sultan is right! - We're the ones on trial!

I have heard the evidence, and I will now consider the verdict.

I find the defendant guilty as charged.

But he couldn't help it!

Will you be quiet?

This court cannot permit the fields of innocent farmers to be plundered.

Hugo the hippo is guilty.

The crops must be replaced.

I order the children of Kurisandy Creek to replant their garden,

where they must feed and play with Hugo every single day.

Bravisimo

- Father! - My boy

And that is my decision.

Let Hugo be given to his true and only friends: the children.

Your Honor, there must be some kind of mistake, some kind of joke, after all the hippo and those children...

I have gold, mind you, gold.

Worth thousands, here here, take it, take it.

Pure gold. Go ahead. Try it on. Here.

They still tell the story of the hippos that saved Zanzibar from the sharks.

Hardly anyone remembers what they did to those poor hippos,

but they probably will tell you that one of those harbor hippos is still alive and well over in Dar es Salaam,

protected by order of the Highest Court,

the one they call Hugo the hippo,

which is the short way to say hippopotamus,

which is the long way to say river horse.

Wherever you go, Hugo, we go too.

Wherever you go, Hugo, we're with you.

Wherever you go, you go hip-hippopotamus.

Wherever you go, you know that you can count on a lot of us.

If you go to jail, we'll get parole for you,

if you go below, we'll save your soul for you,

and if they send you to Borneo or Rome, we'll bring you home,

wherever you go, Hugo, we go, you go too.

Wherever you go, Hugo, we go too.

Wherever you go, Hugo, we're with you.

Wherever you plea we'll be with a clever plot to try.

Remember you are by far the best of all hippopotami.

Hugo don't lose heart, we'll pave the way for you.

For a brand new star, we'll save the day for you.

And if they send you to Java or Hong Kong, we'll go along,

wherever you go, wherever you go,

wherever you go, Hugo, we go, you go, too.