[Stans jumps on Berserker's back and starts stabbing him repeatedly]
Stans: Die, you space faggot! Who do you think you're dealing with, hoss? Is that all you've got?
[to the group]
Stans: GO! GO!
[Berserker throws Stans off of himself]
Stans: [laughing maniacally] Come on. Come on! COME ON!
[Stans and Mombasa are fighting. Then just as Stans goes to hit Mombasa with a log, he sees the rest of the group watching them]
Stans: You with him?
Isabelle: No.
[Mombasa shoves Stans off]
Stans: Then why don't you mind your own fucking business?
Isabelle: We have bigger problems right now.
Stans: Okay, "boss". Whatever you say.
Mombasa: [Grabs Stans] I will finish, what *you* started!
Stans: Strength in numbers huh?
Isabelle: Something like that.
Stans: Yeah, then maybe we should get that guy hanging in the tree?
[Deleted Scene]
Isabelle: Let's go. We need to work as a team.
Cuchillo: Bitch! Does this look like a team-work orientated group of individuals to you?
Isabelle: Somebody did this to us. You want to kill each other? Do it after we get out of the fucking jungle!
Stans: I don't take orders from snatch.
Isabelle: Fine, go the other way. Get eaten by something. Enjoy!
[the rest of the group follows Isabelle. Stans hesitates]
Stans: [muttering to himself] This is so fucking weird. Ah, fuck. Fuck this!
[Stans runs to catch up with the others]