Minions

(MINIONS SINGING UNIVERSAL STUDIO'S THEME IN MINIONESE)

(LAUGH AND CHATTER IN MINIONESE)

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 mast despicable master they could find.

Boss!

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

But that's not to say that they didn't ha ve other passions.

Huh?

Finding a boss was easy.

But keeping a boss, therein lies the rub.

Nope, it wasn't easy for these guys.

But may 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 smarten.

The Minions took an instant liking to man,

and helped him the best they could.

Oh, no, no.

Eh? (SPEAKING MINIONESE)

Poor man. So trusting, so fragile.

So, so delicious!

Their quest for a boss put the Minions from and center

for some of civilization 's most historic moments.

Anubis! (GRUNTS)

Ancient Egypt held great promise.

Okay! (GRUNTS) Pancake!

But it didn't last long.

Hmm. Oh!

Ow!

The Dark Ages were actually fun times.

Their new master had a tendency

to party all night and sleep all day.

Ooh!

Oh.

Bui eventually, the party was over.

They bounced from one evil boss to another,

but they never seemed to find their perfect tit.

One particular employer took their failure very, very badly.

Huh?

The Minions had no other choice but to keep moving.

Oh. (SPEAKING MINIONESE)

And then, when all hope seemed lost,

they found sanctuary.

The Minions were safe!

(SINGING WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS IN MINIONESE)

(GRUNTS)

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.

(SINGING WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS SLOWLY IN MINIONESE)

If this continued 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 to serve.

But he needed help.

Me!

Bob was eager to go,

but Kevin fell he was just not strong enough

for the dangerous journey ahead.

Uh, no. (SPEAKING MINIONESE)

Luckily, someone stepped up.

KEVIN; Stuart!

Huh? Me, me? Oh! Thank you.

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

but was thrilled it made people cheer for him.

Thank you. (SPEAKING MINIONESE)

Me!

Eh, okay.

Eventually, Bob's energy and enthusiasm,

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

The tribe said their farewells.

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

Hope.

Bob! (CHUCKLES)

Hey, Tony! (SPEAKING MINIONESE) (MINIONS CHANTING)

Tom... (SPEAKING MINIONESE)

Chris... (seams)

Hey, Bob.

Oh. (SPEAKING MINIONESE)

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... (GASPS)

Bob was frightened of the journey ahead.

Ah. Okay.

Okay. Okay.

"NARRATOR: And they were oft.

Off to find their new boss!

Huh'? Kevin!

Huh?

(WHIMPERS)