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(MOWGLI collapses on a a rock, exhausted. Two big VULTURES appear, pecking at him. MOWGLI snaps awake.)

Hey!

Oh, he's alive after all.

Unfortunately.

(The JUNGLE laughs.)

Go ahead, laugh. I don't care.

Aw, come on. What's wrong? You know, you look like you haven't got a friend in the world.

I haven't.

(The JUNGLE creatures gather around him.)

Hey ... who protected you when Shere Khan came looking for you? We did! You have lots of friends in the jungle!

Really?