JACK BLACK ''ANACONDA''

Ten minutes. Landers! I found you up in the rocks. At the next village. I know the people. They helped me fix my own trouble for you. Look out! Daron. Paul Daron. Paraguay. Fail? Who says I fail? I didn't fail. Snakes. That's breakfast in the river. I catch them. For Azusa, collectors. The Shire Shama. Anacondas, as gods, protectors. First you must pass a waterfall, protected by warrior snakes. Travel through the land of the Shire Shama, until you come to a wall, so high, Follow that wall for five days, finally reaching its end, the head of a giant anaconda. You know the story. Also the Shire Shama. I trapped snakes for a living. The water level is high, which by my calculations means, that the areas to this side will be flooded. Daron, you're going to roll sound. Accepted or rejected, leave me at the next village. Cut. In ten minutes, sorry if you're feeling sensitive, we could turn around and lose two days. It's up to you. Ten minutes. The cellar will be perfect. Little baby bird. Daron! Daron, go with him. Maybe some other time. Anacondas, whatever shed it has grown since then, has made a meal. My dear captain. Snakes don't eat people. Oh, they don't? Anacondas are a perfect killing machine. A warm body like Mateo's, in the water, wasn't hard to find. Wrap around you, hold you tighter than your true love, of hearing your bones break before the power of the embrace causes your veins to explode. Something is big, capture alive. My money, Daron. Please, please. Don't make me out a monster. I didn't eat the captain, Mateo. Still no Mateo. Keep it steady, Westbridge. Can't catch anacondas without bait. Westbridge, let's go. Not on my boat. You speak for everybody. What? Can't catch anacondas without bait.