Minions

minions

Minions

Minions have been on this planet far longer than we have.

They go by many names.

Dave, Carl, Paul, Mike.

Oh, that one is Norbert.

He's an idiot.

They're all different. But they all share the same goal.

To serve the most despicable master they could find.

BOSS!

- Boss. - Boss.

Making their master happy was the tribe's very reason for existence.

But that's not to say that they didn’t have other passions.

- Hey, look. It's a banana. - Move over.

Hey, I know. It's a banana. Ha-hah-ha.

Yum yum. Huh?

Finding a Boss was easy.

But keeping a Boss... therein lies the rub.

Ow.

Whoa!

Oh.

- Oop. - Aw.

- Oh. - Oh.

I am... oaf. Aw.

Nope, it wasn't easy for these guys.

But they never gave up.

With the emergence of the stone age came the rise of a new species.

Man was very different from the dinosaur.

He was shorter, hairier and way, way smarter.

The minions took an instant liking to Man and helped him as best they could.

Oh, no no... Here. A present.

- This? - Yes yes yes.

For hitting. Ut-ut.

Aw!

Poor man. So trusting, so fragile, so-so delicious.

Their quest for a boss put the minions front and center

for some of the civilization most historic moments.

Ancient Egypt held great promise.

Okay!

But it didn't last long.

Hmm. Oh.

Here. Yup.

Ow!

The dark ages were actually fun times.

Their new master had a tendency to party all night and sleep all day.

Ahem. Yoo-hoo.

357

Oh.

But eventually the party was over.

Achoo.

They bounced from one evil master to another.

But they never seemed to find their perfect fit.

One particular employer took their failure very very badly.

Huh?

The Minions had no other choice but to keep moving.

Oh. Look.

And then, when all hopes seem lost.

They found sanctuary.

The Minions were safe.

Years passed as the Minions forged their own civilization.

They truly made a life for themselves.

But something just wasn't right.

They felt empty inside. Without a master, they had no purpose.

They became aimless

and depressed.

If this continue any longer, the Minions would perish.

But all was not lost, for one Minion had a plan.

His name was Kevin.

He was excited to share his idea with the tribe.

He'd been preparing for days, weeks, months.

But now he was ready.

Buddies.

Kevin would leave the cave, go back to the outside world

and he would not return until he had found his tribe

the biggest baddest villain deserved.

But he needed help.

Me! Me! I will come.

Bob was eager to go. - Kevin?

But Kevin felt he was just not strong enough for the dangerous journey ahead.

Uh no. One other Minion?

Me. Choose me.

Me! Choose me! Aw.

Me!

I will come.

Luckily someone stepped up.

- Huh? - Stuart! Come here.

Huh. Me? Me? Oh, thank you.

Truth be told. Stuart had no idea what he was chose for.

Huh! Wh-Why?

But was thrilled that made people cheered for him.

Uh. Stuart, Stuart.

One more?

ME! I am strong.

See here.

See!

- Oh. - Oh.

Uh... okay. One more.

Kevin. Choose me.

Please. Choose me, Kevin.

Come here.

Huh. Yeah! Ha ha.

Eventually, Bob's energy and enthusiasm

but mostly lack of other volunteers changed Kevin's mind.

- Kumbaya! - Kumbaya!

Kumbaya.

Big boss! Big boss!

The tribe said their farewells.

Kevin had given them something they haven't had in a long time.

- Hope. - Kevin!

- Bob! - (Big boss! Big boss!)

Hey,Tony. Good luck to you.

Tom. Take care.

And Chris. See you later.

- Hey Bob, you coming? - Yes, yes.

Big boss! Big boss!

Bye bye.

Kevin felt pride.

He was going to be the one to save his tribe.

Stuart felt, hungry mostly.

He was going to be the one to eat this banana.

- And Bob - Oh.

Bob was frightened of the journey ahead.

Okay. Okay. Look for the big boss.

Ah. There you go, Bob. Come on.

And they were off.

Off, to find their new boss.

Come on, Bob.

Huh? Kevin?

Oh.

- Hungry? - Food?

There is no food.

Huh. Banana.

Uh. Stuart, What it it?

Banana.

- Banana! - Aww.

- Stuart. - Food.

Stop!

Bob! Stop!

Huh. Oh. Land!

Bob.

New York 1968

- Oh, look at that one. - Whoa!

Whoa. Look at that one.

- Peace! - Make love, not war!

Peace to the world.

Boo ya. Boo ya.

Boo Ya! Boo ya, boo ya.

Banana.

- Hey! Hey, taxi! - Hey! Hey!

Whoa.

OUT NOW Songs of Aloha

Biggest Hit of

Hey. Ba-Banana. Hey. Hey.

Stuart. Hey, oh. Bee-do.

Where is Bob?

- Kevin... - Huh. Bob!

Oh. Banana.

Bob!

Huh. Ah, Bob.

Huh. Whoa.

Women's bell bottoms and tie-dye shirts marked down.

- Check out our wide selection of go-go boots and miniskirts. - Whoa.

Huh, Bob. There's Bob. Come on.

Excuse me. Coming through.

Ah... Okay. You go right.

- And I go this way. - Huh?

Bob!

The store is now closing.

- Hey, what are you doing? - Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Bob, where you? - Give me that.

Oh, Kevin.

I am over here, Ke... Oh.

Huh.

Hey, ha ha. My buddies?

You are here. You are here, my buddies.

Hey. It's me, Bob.

Hey. My buddies.

Huh?

Oh.

Bob! Bob!

Oh. There you are.

- What happened? - Nothing.

Oh. There, here's Tim.

Oh, ha ha. Me Tim. Thank you.

Hm?

Oh no. They are closed.

Hey. Look at this. Boing, boing,

Come on in.

- Let's have it, Stuart. - Yes, yes. Just a second.

Ah. How's this shows?

- Uh, nah. Try another channel. - Okay, okay, changing.

Oh, THE DATING GAME.

Okay, Let's watch this.

And welcome back to the Dating Game.

Well Jennifer. Have you decided

which of these 3 gentlemen, you'll go on a date with?

- Is it Bob? - Yeah! Go Bob.

- Kevin. - It's me, Kevin.

- Or will it be Stuart? - Oh. Yo, Stuart.

Gosh. This is so hard. They all sounded so cute.