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[[Nick and Ki have been washed up alone on an island beach. Ki is wearing an evening dress.]]
Nick: This end of the beach cuts off with these impassable rocks.
Ki: And the other end had those sheer cliffs.

Ki: So...How far do you think we've walked?
Nick: A couple of miles at least. If we can't follow the shore, I guess we should explore the interior.

Ki: A dense, foreboding jungle. Yes, sounds like a lovely romantic walk to me.
Nick: Right now, it's our only hope of finding out if this island is inhabited or deserted.

Ki: I hate to inform you, Indiana Jones, but neither of us are appropriately dressed for a jungle expedition.
Nick: Actually, for an Indiana Jones film, you'd be spot on.