Mom: Don’t you take one step, sweetheart. You have as much right to be here as any of these daffy old fools.
Dad: Norma Jean, I’ll deal with this.
Mumble: Pa?
Dad: Mumble, you must renounce your so-called friends...your peculiar thoughts, your strange ways.
Mom: Memphis!
Dad: If we are devout...sincere in our praise, the fish will return.
Mumble: But, Pa...
Dad: Listen, boy, ①I was a backslider myself. I was careless and now we’re paying the price.
Mom: What’s this got to do with Mum ble?
Dad: It’s why he is the way he is.
Mom: But there’s nothing wrong with him!
Dad: Face it, Norma Jean, ②our son’s all messed up.
Mom: He’s not messed up, you hear me?
Dad: Believe me, I know he is.
Mom: How can you say that?
Dad: Because when he was just an egg, I dropped him!
Mom: Memphis! Oh, my poor little Mumble.
Mumble: But, Mom, I’m perfectly fine.
Dad: No. No, you’re not, boy. For all our sakes, you must stop this freakiness with the feet.
Penguin Leader: Your father speaks wisely. Heed his suffering heart and repent.
Mumble: But it just doesn’t make any sense.
Penguin Leader: Then your arrogance leaves us no choice!
Dad: No, wait. Please, son, you can do this. It ain’t so hard.
Mumble: Don’t ask me to change, Pa, because I can’t.
Penguin Leader: ③And that, my brethren, is the end of it. You, begone!
Mom: Mumble.
Mumble: No, Ma, it’s OK. It’s OK. Let me tell something to you. When I find out what’s happening to the fish, I’ll be back
Let me through Let me through
Mumble you don’t have to go it be
Glorla no no dad this isn’t fair
Glorla listen to you father
Together we prevail
In the wisdoms we trust we trust
Don’t worry tall guy my father also called me a pitiful loser
Look how I turn out
You’re not helping ramon
He gonna be okay . all he gotta do is find out want happened to the fish
how He gonna to do that he think of something the aliens what
I’m gonna talk to the aliens how you gonna find aliens
Lovelace he don’t like you he don’t like you at all。