[Intro] Oh my gosh, Peanut Butter, it’s a Legendary! Quick! Use- uh…ouh…what do you know again? Peanut Butter: This. [Explosion] Aw, man. Another Bone-type? A lot of the Pokémon we fight sure do turn out to be spooky skeletons. Hey, little fella. You lose your tour group? Why don’t you hop on with us? No, thanks! I’m busy wandering the woods unattended. Woods? No. This is the Safari Zone’s Legendary Pokémon preserve. Wait, you mean they’re all here in one place and they can’t escape? Oh, boy! Welcome back to our tour, I’m Safari Marge. On our left are some elemental birds. And on our right are just so many fairy babies. Huh, I thought Safari Zone is where you pay money to throw rocks at kangaroos. Oh, that’s just the business side. We’re also a nature preserve. How are you able to capture these powerful, godlike creatures? [Chuckles] Legendary Pokémon aren’t Gods. They’re “Legendary” because they’re super endangered. Look! Poachers hunt Legendaries because they think they’re magic. But in reality, they’re no different than any garden variety of fire horse or psychic duck. And if we don’t take care of them, they’ll go extinct. Like dinosaurs, or dogs. I miss dogs… Safari Ranger: Everyone misses dogs! But these poor Legendaries could never survive outside these walls. See over there? …Not a single mouth or foot… I dunno what kind of God made that but he was clearly running out of ideas. Come here, big boy! I’m going to grind you up and sell you to a horny Kalos business man! Damn it, Doug! What did I say about poaching? Hey, Marge, listen. Do you know what part the “horn” is? Who am I kidding, I’m just gonna get in there and go crazy. Today, I have discovered my true opponent— Mankind’s greed. And it is super effective. Father, I have learned “Compassion”. But, I already know four moves. Rusty: That’s boring, forget that. It is forgotten. I would also like to learn “Thirst for Vengeance”. Woah, that sounds cool. Go for it! [Screams in pain] Oh, wow. That is gonna be a lot of paperwork for me. Indeed. For the ledger of my people must be balanced. And this was but the first page. I…see where this is going. I’ll…get out of your way. Unless you need a dark herald. Either way, I’m breezy. Marge is breezy! Yes. A dark breeze blows this day. I thought my purpose’ to serve. But now I see, it is to rule. I will bear this world out of the age of Man, and into- “The eon of Doof”- -By being my friend and doing everything I say! I love how we finish each other’s sentences. Ball time, slave buddy! Aw, this sucks! I miss jail!