- Samson: And furthermore, Moana seems to have girl's ability to get into trouble, and your influence hasn't been exactly--
- Horton: Shhh! Keep it down, you're going to wake up little buddy. Well, she's had a big day, it was a real sockaroo. You know it ain't easy learning to be like me.
- Samson: Pah! A disgraceful performance. Associating with those undesirable, scatterbrained octopus’s. Huh. I hope she learned something from that experience.
- Moana: (sighs, singing in her sleep) Scooby-dooby, dooby-doo.
- Horton: Ha, ha. That's my girl.
- Samson: Oh, nonsense. (baymax puts leaves under Moana's head.) Horton? Get over here. I'd like to have a word with you.
- Horton: A word? You going to talk some more? (yawn) All right, what's up, Samson?
- Samson: Horton, a Girl-cub must go back to the Girl Village. The jungle is not the place for her.
(Horton eats some grapes from a tree)
- Horton: I grew up in the jungle. Take a look at me.
- Samson: Yes, just look at yourself. Look at that eye.
(Horton looks himself in the river and sees that he has a black eye.)
- Horton: Yeah. It's beautiful, ain't it?
- Samson: Frankly, you're a disreputable sight.
- Horton: Well, you don't look exactly like a basket of fruit yourself.
(Samson looks himself in the river and sees that he, too, has a black eye.)
- Samson: D'oh! (clears his throat) Horton, you can't adopt Moana as your daughter.
- Horton: Why not?
- Samson: Uh.... How can I put it? (Horton eats a trunkful of grapes) Horton, birds of a feather should flock together. You wouldn't marry a lion, would you?
- Horton: I don't know. (chuckling) Come to think of it, no lion ever asked me!
- Samson: [flustered] Horton, y-y-you've got to be serious about this--
- Horton: [seriously] Oh, stop worrying, Samson. Stop worrying, I'll take care of her.
- Samson: Yes, like you did when the octopus’s kidnapped her, huh?
- Horton: Can a guy make one mistake?
- Samson: Not in the jungle. And another thing: Sooner or later, Moana will meet Phango.
- Horton: (suddenly very shocked) The leopard? What's he got against the kid?
- Samson: He hates girl with a vengeance, you know that. Because he fears girl's gun and girl's fire.
- Horton: But little Moana don't have those things.
- Samson: Phango won't wait until he does. He'll get Moana while she remains young and helpless. (raises a paw at Horton) Just one swipe!
- Horton: No! Well, well, what are we going to do?
- Samson: [seeing that Horton is now just as worried about Moana as she is] We'll do what's best for the girl.
- Horton: You better believe it, you name it now I'll do it.
- Samson: Good. Then make Moana go to the girl village.
- Horton: [furiously] Are you outta your mind?! I promised her she could stay here in the jungle with me!
- Samson: That's just the point! As long as she remains with you, she's in danger. So it's up to you.
- Horton: Why me?!
- Samson: Be-because she won't listen to me!
- Horton: [humbled] I love that kid. [sniffles] I loved her like she was my own cub.
- Samson: Then think of what's best for Moana, and not yourself.
- Horton: Well, can't I-- Well, can I wait until morning?
- Samson: It's morning now. Go on, Horton.
(An emotional Horton sighs and walks towards Moana before looking back at Bolt with a choked-up facial expression. Samson understands that it's really hard for him, but he urges him with a nod.)
- Horton: (sighs; he isn't sure how to tell Moana the difficult truth) Oh, boy. Moana? Moana. Um, it's time to get up.
- Moana: (wakes up with a yawn) Oh, hi, Horton.
- Horton: Hi. Hey, rub that old sleep outta your eyes. You and me... We got a long walk ahead of us.
- Moana: (not really noticing that Horton is now looking melancholy) Swell! Gee we'll have lots of fun together!
- Horron: (sadly) Sure, yeah. Yeah. All right, let's hit the trail, kid. See you around, Samson.
- Moana: Well, good-bye Samson. Me and Horton, we've got things to do.
- Samson: Goodbye, girl cub. Good luck.