The Bear Script - Dialogue Transcript

Voila! Finally, The Bear script is here for all you quotes spouting fans of the movie with hardly any dialogue starring Bart The Bear.  This script is a transcript that was painstakingly transcribed using the screenplay and/or viewings of The Bear. I know, I know, I still need to get the cast names in there and I'll be eternally tweaking it, so if you have any corrections, feel free to drop me a line. You won't hurt my feelings. Honest.

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The Bear Script


   

                   

Whoa.



 

                   

That's a huge male.



 

                   

Bet he's more than 1,500 pounds.



 

                   

Good. We're downwind now.



 

                   

- Why'd you shoot?

- I was in a good position.



 

                   

You should have waited

for me, son.



 

                   

Crying shame.



 

                   

Damnation!



 

                   

Got him in the left shoulder.



  

                   

He spun around on his forelegs

from right to left.



  

                   

If you'd have hit him in the hind legs,

he'd have never got up again.



  

                   

A bear always turns

into his wound.



  

                   

You spooked him, son.



  

                   

My gun jammed!



  

                   

You're not even close

to seeing him again.



  

                   

Not even with them glasses.



  

                   

Take it from me.

Give up.



  

                   

He's miles away by now.

Believe me.



  

                   

What's that?



  

                   

Easy, girl.



  

                   

Come on.



  

                   

Whoa, boy.



  

                   

Hold it!



  

                   

I swear it,

I'll kill you!



  

                   

Don't worry.



  

                   

With a little luck, I'll be back

before your foot's mended.



  

                   

Wait till you see them dogs.

We'll have us some fun.



  

                   

Dixie!



  

                   

Come on, Dixie Belle!



  

                   

Come on, you curly-headed girl.

Come on, beautiful.



  

                   

That's a good dog.

There she is.



  

                   

That's a nice one!

Hop it around with me, baby.



  

                   

Did you miss me?



  

                   

All right.



  

                   

Over here!



  

                   

Get up there.

Come on.



  

                   

There he is!



  

                   

Here, grab on.



  

                   

He's out of range!



  

                   

Don't shoot!

You'll hit the dogs!



  

                   

I got you!



  

                   

You want to bite me?



  

                   

Come on.



  

                   

There you go.



  

                   

You're a naughty little fellow,

ain't you?



  

                   

Whoa.



  

                   

Who's that up there?



  

                   

Gonna take a bite of that?



  

                   

Big, huh? Horse.



  

                   

Yeah, that's it.



  

                   

Man.



  

                   

Stupid man.



  

                   

I'm Tom.



  

                   

You hear that?



  

                   

Dogs made it back.



  

                   

Come on, my babies!



  

                   

Come here!



  

                   

Kwimi, Dako, Mongo!



  

                   

Hold still.



  

                   

Damn bear chewed the hell

out of these dogs.



  

                   

Look what he's done to you.



  

                   

Damnation!



  

                   

It's okay.

You'll be okay, boy.



  

                   

Here, hold on to them.



  

                   

I'll take care of you.



  

                   

Easy. Whoa!



  

                   

Get back here!



  

                   

- Get them back.

- Here, Kamic.



  

                   

Come on with me.

Come on back.



  

                   

- That will do.

- Take it easy.



  

                   

Attaboy.



  

                   

Quiet! Lie down! Stop it!



  

                   

Look.



  

                   

Forget him.



  

                   

Let's move on.



  

                   

Wait.



  

                   

What's that?



  

                   

Good, huh?



  

                   

Is that good?



  

                   

Come on.



  

                   

You hungry?



  

                   

All right, come on.



  

                   

Come on this way.

Now, up.



  

                   

You want to stand up?



  

                   

It's down here now.

No, it's up here.



  

                   

Stand up for it.



  

                   

Look at him go.

He likes it.



  

                   

You want it back?



  

                   

You do want it. Yeah.



  

                   

Where did it go?

Is it over there?



  

                   

There it is. Stand up.

You want more?



  

                   

You ain't getting no more,

greedy beggar.



  

                   

Stop fooling around.

We got things to do.



  

                   

You'll see.

This is just the place to box him in.



  

                   

Did you tell Joseph

to keep the dogs muzzled?



  

                   

Yeah, he knows.

He's waiting by the creek.



  

                   

Here we are.



  

                   

You pick a spot up there.



  

                   

I'll take the other side.



   

                   

Sooner or later,

he has to come through here.



   

                   

You stay put.



   

                   

- All right, don't worry.

- Yeah.



   

                   

I won't move.



   

                   

Damn.



   

                   

Please, don't kill me.



   

                   

Go away!



   

                   

Hurry.



   

                   

Get out of sight. Hide.



   

                   

I got him!



   

                   

He fell like a stone there,

clear over the edge.



   

                   

Okay, little fellow.



   

                   

You're free to go now.



   

                   

So long.



   

                   

How long have

we known each other, son?



   

                   

Three months?



   

                   

Five.



   

                   

You see, I don't like

to ask folks questions.



   

                   

Everyone has a secret side.



   

                   

By God,

that's the way it should be.



   

                   

Look who's taken a shine

to civilization.



   

                   

Good luck, little fellow.









 
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