"What beastly luck. Confound that ridiculous Colonel Hathi." "How interesting." "How delightful." "Element of surprise? I say. Ha, ha, ha. And now for my rendezvous with the lost man-cub." "It's me, Shere Khan. I'd like a word with you, if you don't mind." "Yes, isn't it? I just dropped by, forgive me if I've interrupted anything." "I thought you were entertaining someone up there in your coils." "But you were singing to someone. Who is it, Kaa?" "Indeed." "What a pity." "I can't be bothered with that. I have no time for that sort of nonsense." "Perhaps. But at the moment I am searching for a man-cub." "The one who is lost. Now where do you suppose he could be?" "That's an excellent idea. I'm sure you wouldn't mind showing me your coils, would you, Kaa?" "Hmm. Indeed. And now, how about the middle?" "Hmmm. Really? Well, if you do just happen to see the man-cub, you will inform me first. Understand?" "Good show. And now I must continue my search for the helpless little lad." "That's what friends are For! Bravo. Bravo. An extraordinary performance. And thank you for detaining my victim." "Hahaha. Boo!" "Why should you run? Could it be possible that you don't know who I am?" "Precisely. Then you should also know that everyone runs from Shere Khan." "Ah, you have spirit for one so small. And such spirit is deserving of a sporting chance. Now, I am going to close my eyes and count to 10. It makes the chase more interesting. For me. One. Two. Three. Four... You're trying my patience. Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!" "Let go, you big oaf!" "I'll kill you for this." "Stay out this you, mangy fools!"