Chapter 4: Training with Skipper

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 [The next morning, Dusty and the gang flew over some fields. Sparky polishes some binoculars]

Sparky: (humming)

Skipper: Sparky, binoculars.

[Sparky blows the binoculars and gives them to Skipper. Chug is with them]

Chug: Those are some mighty clean optics, there. What do you use? Some kind of shammy?

Sparky: Oh, no, it's a special microfiber cloth.

Chug: Ah. Microfiber.

Sparky: Yeah, lint-free, scratch-free. I'll get you some. I got an ex-Navy buddy who sells them to me wholesale. I helped him set up his web...

Skipper: Knock it off. We got a lot of work to do.

Lucky: Yes, you're starting to distract us here so can you please keep it down? Thank you.

Sparky: (whispers) I'II hook you up.

Chug: (whispers) Thanks.

Skipper: All right, guys, remember this. It ain't how fast you fly, it's how you fly fast.

Dusty Crophopper: Roger that.

Skipper: Show me what you got.

Timon: Watch this! Oh, yeah.

[The gang starts to go up and down between trees]

Skipper: Great, you can go up and down. What else? Show me your turns.

Mater: Here we go!

[They start to make some turns]

Skipper: You think that was good? That stunk! Knife-edge those elm trees. Oh, come on. Keep your nose up!

Sparky: Hey, Skip.

[He points to the sky, giving Skipper an idea to train Dusty better]

Skipper: You want speed, right?

Dusty Crophopper: Yeah.

Skipper: Serious, bolt-rattling speed?

Dusty Crophopper: Oh, yeah.

Skipper: Then look up. Do you see those clouds? The highway in the sky. Tailwinds like nothing you've ever flown.

[Dusty look up at the clouds nervously]

Skipper: What are you waiting for?

[Dusty gulps and flew up to the clouds]

Skipper: Come on, power up. Firewall thrust. Max torque, max torque! All right, looking good. Hold V-Y, Dusty. Max rate, now. Your nose is too high. Get your nose down. You're going to stall. Ease off the pitch. Nose down!

[Dusty look down and the ground begins to swirl lower behind him]

Dusty Crophopper: Oh!

[He drops back down to the ground, much to Skipper's surprise]

Skipper: Hey, what are you're doing?

Simba: Something must be wrong. Let's go.

[Dusty and the gang lands on the runaway and pants for breath as Skipper and the Squad approach him]

Dusty Crophopper: (panting)

Skipper: What just happened up there?

Dusty Crophopper: I'm.... I'm low on fuel.

Skipper: Do I look like I was built yesterday?

Dusty Crophopper: No, no. It's a long story.

Skipper: I got time.

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