Jack Hanna: Where are you going? You want to take this home?
Uffie: Ha! No, no-one's really responded, maybe they don't really care.
Hanna: Don’t worry. Beautiful. Isn’t this gorgeous?
Uffie: Totally. (laughs) It definitely still has that fun, like, sarcastic, party vibe.
Hanna: And even if it doesn't eat you or anything, it knows, it will find you at a week later because you're going to die from infection.
Uffie: I guess, for me, I haven't realised what's happening and it's kind of fascinating.
Hanna: That’s what happened. I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you. Sorry.
Uffie: It's just kinda like too much to deal with, so I just ignore it now.
Hanna: I didn’t want you to get nervous. Can I have a piece of that?
Uffie: No, not really.
Hanna: You cook it in the fire like a taco. Just like popcorn.
Uffie: Now's the time to do it, if you're going to do it.
Hanna: You see that claw back there?
Uffie: I’m not into it.
Hanna: Wait a minute.