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(waltz music)

(peaceful music)

(water splashes)

(chitters)

- This way Lala.

- Oh, look at that view.

Thank you Luri.

If you hadn't asked me to join you on the morning patrol,

I'd still be at home right now.

Early morning is the loveliest part of the day.

- If you like mornings, Lala,

you'll love being on the patrol.

We'll get up at dawn everyday.

- Fine, I enjoy getting up.

I may have been a late sleeper when I was younger,

but nowadays, I rise early.

- Well, good for you.

The early bird catches the worm.

- Hope I catch something tastier than a worm.

(laughs)

But I'm honored that you chose me

to be your helper on morning patrol.

I know you care about preserving our jungle, Luri,

and I want to help you.

- Thank you, Lala.

I'm grateful for you support.

Wolves need this jungle for survival.

The least we can do is protect it from harm.

- What?

Protect the jungle from harm, what harm?

What do they mean?

Why are they on patrol?

I hope they aren't expecting trouble.

Must admit, I'm worried.

- Now now, calm down Baloo.

Luri and Lala are simply doing their part

to keep our jungle safe.

- Really?

If that's true, it's quite a noble gesture,

but this is a very big jungle, can they protect it all?

- If anyone can, it's those two.

Why, just look at how our jungle has changed

since Luri became the pack's leader.

Our friends, the wolves, are finally relaxed and happy.

And smaller animals are glad because

the wolves are no longer in disarray.

So they don't have to go after

every squirrel and rabbit they see.

- What you say makes sense, but I'm still--

- You're still what, Baloo?

Let's hear it.

- I'm still worried that Luri is too gentle

to lead to pack effectively.

- Oh, I don't think you need to worry

about Luri being too gentle.

It's true, she's kind to helpless creatures,

but when the wolf pack is in danger,

Luri becomes a tough and decisive leader.

If you want proof, look at how she handled Grizzle.

- Yes, you're right.

She may be gentle, but Luri has what it takes

to lead a wolf pack.

She's a worthy successor to Akela.

- [Mowgli] Make way!

- [Bagheera And Baloo] Hm?

(laughs)

- Mowgli, Kichi, where are you both off to in such a hurry,

is something wrong?

- No, nothing's wrong.

We're going to see some rare flowers

that bloom only once every ten years.

- Well, wait for me.

(chitters)

- Bye, now.

(exciting music)

- Here they are.

They're lovely.

- Oh my, what a beautiful color.

(regal music)

- These are called Moa flowers.

They're normally an ordinary shade of green,

but once every ten years,

they bloom to a brilliant crimson color.

They're beautiful.

- Akela told me about them, Bagheera.

He said there's a legend that in the season

the Moa flowers bloom, good fortune

will come to the entire jungle.

Last time the Moa flowers turned red,

the wolves had their best hunting season ever.

- I wonder what the red flowers will bring this time.

- Good question.

Can't wait to see.

- Well mancub, good fortune

will probably strike where you least expect it.

That's how it always it.

(fantasy music)

- [Mowgli] I wonder how that human's doing.

I never even knew his name.

(fire crackles)

- That's going nicely.

(Mowgli sighs)

(animal snarls)

- Caught one.

- Stop, you.

(suspenseful music)

(growls)

- Bagheera!

- Stay back Mowgli, I'll take care of this scoundrel.

Get out of here, you marauder,

before I throw you out.

- Careful!

- Don't worry, this won't take long.

(snarls)

(growls)

(water splashes)

- You did it.

(Mowgli laughs)

Good work, Bagheera.

You taught that jackal a lesson.

- Whew, well, that's taken care of.

- Mm-hm.

Bagheera, that jackal scratched you just under your ear.

- It's nothing, Mowgli.

Now, come.

Stop worrying Mowgli, my ear is fine.

That scratch will heal in a jiffy.

- I'd rather play it safe, Bagheera.

I still have a few leaves of healing plant.

I'll put them on your ear to make it better.

Huh, that's funny.

The leaves have disappeared.

I'll go find some more.

Looks like I'm running a little low

on healing plant, Bagheera.

I'll go to Chandra Clearing and gather more.

Don't move, I'll be right back.

- Really Mowgli, don't bother.

- Stay there, Bagheera.

I'll be back soon.

(Bagheera sighs)

- Ready or not!

(laughs)

Again!

Mowgli, where are you off to?

- To find healing plants for Bagheera.

He's waiting for me at my lair.

Make sure he doesn't leave.

- But, but--

- [Mowgli] Thanks.

(birds chirp)

Oh.

(Mowgli grunts)

- Huh?

What're you doing in there?

Come on, man, take my hand.

(Mowgli snarls)

What's wrong with you?

(Mowgli growls)

(Mowgli screams)

(sad music)

- Guess that healing won't be back.

(inquisitive music)

- Healing plants.

(Mowgli laughs)

(leaves rustle)

- [Jumeirah] Ah...

- Huh?

(Mowgli gasps)

- Oh.

(romantic music)

Well, hi there.

Who're you?

What's your name?

My name is Jumeirah.

Maybe you don't speak our language.

Can you talk?

I was out picking some flowers.

Aren't they beautiful?

- [Grandfather] Jumeirah, where are you?

- Over here, grandfather.

- Ah, here you are.

You musn't wander too far away.

There are many dangerous animals

roaming in this part of the jungle.

Hm?

(Mowgli gasps)

The boy, the wild boy!

(Mowgli giggles)

What a stroke of good fortune.

I thought I'd never see you again.

I was worried about you.

But you look like you've been doing fine.

- Huh?

- So you see Jumeirah, this boy and I are friends.

It sure is good to see you.

- Grandfather, if the boy grew up in the jungle,

does that explain why he can't understand us

when we talk to him?

- He can understand,

maybe he just doesn't know how to answer.

Little friend, I'd like you

to meet my granddaughter Jumeirah.

She sometimes joins me on my trips into the jungle

and helps me with my work here.

It's a miracle that she ran across you.

- I don't think he understood a word you said, grandfather.

- Perhaps you're right, Jumeirah, but it can't hurt to try.

(Jumeirah giggles)

Jumeirah?

- Yes, grandfather?

- You brought me good fortune today.

You found my young friend for me.

- Meirah...

Ju-meir-ah.

- That's right, Ju-meir-ah.

- Ju-meir-ah.

Mow-gli.

Ju-meir-ah.

Mow-gli.

- Mowgli?

Your name is Mowgli?

- Uh-huh.

- So that's your name, you're Mowgli.

- Well, well, well, Mowgli is it?

A fine name.

(machete chops)

- Hm, that fang of the humans is sharp.

It can bite through tree branches.

That would sure come in handy in the deep jungle.

It's great.

- Huh?

Now, what're you mumbling about?

Never seen a man cutting wood before?

I'll explain.

The villagers need wood to cook their food.

So I cut some, and--

Oh, what am I going on about?

You don't understand a word I'm saying.

I might as well be talking to a wild jungle wolf.

(Mowgli laughs)

What's this, trying to help me?

Even if you can't talk,

it's obvious that you're a fine, good-hearted boy.

(both laugh)

- Grandfather Rahhar, tea's ready.

Better come and drink it while it's hot, Mowgli too.

(Jumeirah giggles)

What's the matter, Mowgli?

(tense music)

- Where are the healing plants for Bagheera?

- Mowgli, if you're looking for your medicine grass,

I have it.

Here, I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

(Jumeirah giggles)

You can return the cloth next time we see each other.

I hope it's soon, Mowgli.

- I guess someone's waiting for that medicine.

Hurry to them.

We'll be here if you decide to come back.

Have a safe journey.

Come back and see us sometime.

- Bye Mowgli.

(victorious music)

(victorious music)

- Jumeirah.

Jumeirah.

I'll see her again, I know I will.

- What's keeping Mowgli?

I sure hope he isn't in any trouble.

- Maybe he couldn't find the healing plants.

Or maybe...

- Maybe what, Kichi?

- Maybe something happened to him.

- Don't say that.

I couldn't bear to think Mowgli was in distress.

- Oh, please.

Honestly Lala, I think you're being a worrywart.

If I know Mowgli, he's taking a nap somewhere.

- Bagheera, you shouldn't be on your feet.

- You're injured, go lie down.

- I am not injured, Kichi.

I have a scratch on my ear.

(yawns)

And I must say, I'm getting heartily tired

of all this waiting around.

- [Lala And Kichi] Hm?

- I'm leaving.

Please be good enough to inform Mowgli

that I am deeply grateful for all his concern.

- You come back here, Bagheera.

- Save your breath, Kichi, Bagheera's not listening.

Do you think we should keep waiting?

- Uh-uh, let's go.

- [Mowgli] Bagheera?

- [Lala And Kichi] Huh?

- Here he comes, Lala.

- Sorry it took me so long, I was delayed.

- You're a little late, Mowgli.

Bagheera just left.

(smooth music)

- Be careful Mowgli, that smarts.

- No wonder it hurts, the wound was becoming infected.

This plant will stop the infection in short order.

That's it.

(Bagheera growls)

- Mowgli, when you met that human who had saved your life,

were you surprised?

- Mm-hm, I never thought I'd see him again.

It was a stroke of pure luck.

Was I ever glad to see him.

- Wow, I guess it was the red Moa flowers

that gave you the luck to meet him alone in the jungle.

- He wasn't alone, Jumeirah was with him.

- [Lala And Kichi] Who?

- Jumeirah, is that another humanm, Mowgli?

- Well, I mean, it's no one, really.

- - Lala and Kichi] Hm?

- Pardon me, I hate to interrupt, Mowgli,

but would you please get on with my treatment?

- Why certainly, a few more dabs and you're done.

(peaceful music)

Jumeirah...

(birds chirp)

- Mowgli?

Huh, huh?

Mowgli, where are you?

Gee, guess he's gone, but where to?

(exciting music)

- Jumeirah.

(exciting music)

(water splashes)

Oh.

Ah.

(delicate music)

(water splashes)

(delicate music)

(romantic music)

(romantic music)

Jumeirah.