Bunga, Private Nose (Transcript)

The transcript of a short film, Bunga, Private Nose.

Transcript
Tigger (Narrating): The lightning flashed, and the wind roared. It was a dark and blustery night. Four worried soles gather at the hallway of a creepy mansion. “I suppose why I called you all here tonight”, said the private ear. “It’s because I discovered who stole the Buckingham treasure. He’s someone in this very...room—and that someone is...”— In the story, the lightning flashes and the candle blows out. Everyone screams back in the campsite.) Ooh, wow. This is really dark.

Ono: Well, Well?

Beshte (sputtering): Who stole the treasure?