Transcript:
Marooned on a desert island
Quentin: We have to make a fire to attract passing ships,
Ollie: Shall we burn the tree?
Quentin: No, we might need to build a boat one day. We'll have to set fire to something else.
Ollie: No!! You are not burning my cap!
Smells like burnt feathers, to me. Yecchh!