_________________________________
PRINCE: (SINGING)
Now that I've found you
_________________________________
DOC: The door is open.
HAPPY: The chimney's smoking.
_________________________________
-DOC: Something's in there.
-Maybe a ghost.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
And you're, you're Bashful.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
And you, you're Sleepy.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
You mean he can't talk?
_________________________________
DOC: Snow White?
ALL: The Princess?
_________________________________
HAPPY: Who will?
DOC: Yes, who?
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE: Uh-uh, uh-uh!
_________________________________
DOC: Courage, men, courage.
_________________________________
-DOC: Hey, steady, men.
-We'll get him there. We'll get him.
_________________________________
HAPPY: Never say die. Never say die.
_________________________________
GRUMPY: You don't...
_________________________________
DOC: Now, scrub good and hard
It can't be denied
_________________________________
BASHFUL: Ain't he sweet?
_________________________________
DOC: Now don't you worry about us.
_________________________________
HAPPY: We'll be all right, ma'am.
DOC: Go right on up now, my dear.
_________________________________
-I saw it first!
-DOC: Now, men, don't get excited.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE: Bless the seven little
men who have been so kind to me.
_________________________________
-'Tain't natural.
-DOC: There's something wrong.
_________________________________
PRINCE: (SINGING) On song
_________________________________
PRINCE: I have but one song
_________________________________
PRINCE: One heart
_________________________________
PRINCE: That has possessed me
_________________________________
JIMINY: (SINGING)
When you wish upon a star
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Well, now,
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: See? (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: (SINGING)
Little woodenhead go play your part
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Cleo, meet Pinocchio.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Boo! (CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
FAIRY: No, Pinocchio.
_________________________________
-How'll he know?
-FAIRY: Your conscience will tell you.
_________________________________
-PINOCCHIO: What are conscience?
-What are conscience! I'll tell you!
_________________________________
-You mean, maybe I will?
-FAIRY: I shouldn't wonder.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Oh!
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Oh, Cleo! I almost forgot.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO:
Oh, everybody has to sleep.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Oh, to learn things
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Why?
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Ah. Because.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Oh.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO:
Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah. Here.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: (CHUCKLING) Wait, wait.
_________________________________
-Oh. I do hope you're not injured.
-PINOCCHIO: I'm all right.
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: (SIGHS) Splendid!
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: (SINGING)
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Hi-diddle-dee-dee
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
A waxed moustache and a beaver coat
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
You wear your hair in a pompadour
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
You ride around in a coach and four
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
You stop and buy out a candy store
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Hi-diddle-dee-dee
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Why, my boy,
you must be see things.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Oh, no.
That's my conscience. He...
_________________________________
-Mmm-hmm.
-HONEST JOHN: Pinocchio?
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Bye, Jiminy! Bye!
_________________________________
WOMAN: You have no strings
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: What could have
happened to him?
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: (SINGING)
I got no strings but I got the brain
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: Get along there.
_________________________________
ECHO: Needs a little oil,
needs a little oil.
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: Giddy up!
_________________________________
-FAIRY: Sir Jiminy!
-Well!
_________________________________
-FAIRY: Met somebody?
-Yeah, two big monsters!
_________________________________
FAIRY: You don't say!
_________________________________
-FAIRY: No!
-Yeah!
_________________________________
-FAIRY: How did you escape?
-I didn't.
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: (SINGING)
I buy a new suit and I swing the cane
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Hi-diddle-dee-dee
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: And he still thinks
were his friends!
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Yes, yes.
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Well, well, Pinocchio,
what's your rush?
_________________________________
-A vacation on Pleasure Island.
-PINOCCHIO: Pleasure Island?
_________________________________
BARKER: Right here, boys! Right here.
_________________________________
BARKER: Tobacco Row! Tobacco Row!
_________________________________
BARKER: Hurry, hurry, hurry.
See the model home.
_________________________________
JIMINY: Pinocchio!
_________________________________
LAMPWICK: Heh, some fun, huh, kid?
_________________________________
LAMPWICK: What's the matter, Slats?
Losing your grip?
_________________________________
JIMINY: Pinocchio!
_________________________________
-This is the end.
-PINOCCHIO: But, Jiminy...
_________________________________
COACHMAN: Come on, you blokes,
keep them moving!
_________________________________
LAMPWICK: Mama?
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Father? Father, it's me.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: He... He's gone.
_________________________________
JIMINY: Yeah, and Figaro.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: And Cleo too.
_________________________________
JIMINY: Look out below!
_________________________________
JIMINY: Hey! What the...
_________________________________
JIMINY: Mr. Geppetto?
_________________________________
-Hey!
-GEPPETTO: Here's another one.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Pinocchio!
_________________________________
JIMINY: I gotta get in! My pal's in there.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: It's no use. We're done for!
_________________________________
FAIRY: Prove yourself brave,
truthful, and unselfish,
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: A real live boy. Ha-ha!
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Professor, lots of music!
_________________________________
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
_________________________________PRINCE: (SINGING)
Now that I've found you
_________________________________
DOC: The door is open.
HAPPY: The chimney's smoking.
_________________________________
-DOC: Something's in there.
-Maybe a ghost.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
And you're, you're Bashful.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
And you, you're Sleepy.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
You mean he can't talk?
_________________________________
DOC: Snow White?
ALL: The Princess?
_________________________________
HAPPY: Who will?
DOC: Yes, who?
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE: Uh-uh, uh-uh!
_________________________________
DOC: Courage, men, courage.
_________________________________
-DOC: Hey, steady, men.
-We'll get him there. We'll get him.
_________________________________
HAPPY: Never say die. Never say die.
_________________________________
GRUMPY: You don't...
_________________________________
DOC: Now, scrub good and hard
It can't be denied
_________________________________
BASHFUL: Ain't he sweet?
_________________________________
DOC: Now don't you worry about us.
_________________________________
HAPPY: We'll be all right, ma'am.
DOC: Go right on up now, my dear.
_________________________________
-I saw it first!
-DOC: Now, men, don't get excited.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE: Bless the seven little
men who have been so kind to me.
_________________________________
-'Tain't natural.
-DOC: There's something wrong.
_________________________________
PRINCE: (SINGING) On song
_________________________________
PRINCE: I have but one song
_________________________________
PRINCE: One heart
_________________________________
PRINCE: That has possessed me
_________________________________
Pinocchio
_________________________________JIMINY: (SINGING)
When you wish upon a star
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Well, now,
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: See? (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: (SINGING)
Little woodenhead go play your part
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Cleo, meet Pinocchio.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Boo! (CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
FAIRY: No, Pinocchio.
_________________________________
-How'll he know?
-FAIRY: Your conscience will tell you.
_________________________________
-PINOCCHIO: What are conscience?
-What are conscience! I'll tell you!
_________________________________
-You mean, maybe I will?
-FAIRY: I shouldn't wonder.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Oh!
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Oh, Cleo! I almost forgot.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO:
Oh, everybody has to sleep.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Oh, to learn things
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Why?
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Ah. Because.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Oh.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO:
Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah. Here.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: (CHUCKLING) Wait, wait.
_________________________________
-Oh. I do hope you're not injured.
-PINOCCHIO: I'm all right.
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: (SIGHS) Splendid!
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: (SINGING)
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Hi-diddle-dee-dee
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
A waxed moustache and a beaver coat
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
You wear your hair in a pompadour
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
You ride around in a coach and four
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN:
You stop and buy out a candy store
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Hi-diddle-dee-dee
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Why, my boy,
you must be see things.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Oh, no.
That's my conscience. He...
_________________________________
-Mmm-hmm.
-HONEST JOHN: Pinocchio?
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Bye, Jiminy! Bye!
_________________________________
WOMAN: You have no strings
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: What could have
happened to him?
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: (SINGING)
I got no strings but I got the brain
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: Get along there.
_________________________________
ECHO: Needs a little oil,
needs a little oil.
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: Giddy up!
_________________________________
-FAIRY: Sir Jiminy!
-Well!
_________________________________
-FAIRY: Met somebody?
-Yeah, two big monsters!
_________________________________
FAIRY: You don't say!
_________________________________
-FAIRY: No!
-Yeah!
_________________________________
-FAIRY: How did you escape?
-I didn't.
_________________________________
STROMBOLI: (SINGING)
I buy a new suit and I swing the cane
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Hi-diddle-dee-dee
An actor's life for me
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: And he still thinks
were his friends!
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Yes, yes.
_________________________________
HONEST JOHN: Well, well, Pinocchio,
what's your rush?
_________________________________
-A vacation on Pleasure Island.
-PINOCCHIO: Pleasure Island?
_________________________________
BARKER: Right here, boys! Right here.
_________________________________
BARKER: Tobacco Row! Tobacco Row!
_________________________________
BARKER: Hurry, hurry, hurry.
See the model home.
_________________________________
JIMINY: Pinocchio!
_________________________________
LAMPWICK: Heh, some fun, huh, kid?
_________________________________
LAMPWICK: What's the matter, Slats?
Losing your grip?
_________________________________
JIMINY: Pinocchio!
_________________________________
-This is the end.
-PINOCCHIO: But, Jiminy...
_________________________________
COACHMAN: Come on, you blokes,
keep them moving!
_________________________________
LAMPWICK: Mama?
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Father? Father, it's me.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: He... He's gone.
_________________________________
JIMINY: Yeah, and Figaro.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: And Cleo too.
_________________________________
JIMINY: Look out below!
_________________________________
JIMINY: Hey! What the...
_________________________________
JIMINY: Mr. Geppetto?
_________________________________
-Hey!
-GEPPETTO: Here's another one.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Pinocchio!
_________________________________
JIMINY: I gotta get in! My pal's in there.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: It's no use. We're done for!
_________________________________
FAIRY: Prove yourself brave,
truthful, and unselfish,
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: A real live boy. Ha-ha!
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Professor, lots of music!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Dumbo
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Through the snow
and sleet and hail,
_________________________________
-Oh, where's that Mrs. Jumbo?
-FEMALE: Woo-hoo!
_________________________________
FEMALE: Over here!
_________________________________
STORK: Oh, of course.
_________________________________
-ELEPHANT 1: Do hurry, dear.
-I'm on pins and needles.
_________________________________
ELEPHANT 1: You sweet little thing.
ELEPHANT 2: He is cute, isn't he?
_________________________________
-Oh, he is a darling little angel.
-ELEPHANT 3: Adorable.
_________________________________
CASEY: I think I can, I think I can.
I think I can, I think I can.
_________________________________
MAN: ...starts in exactly 15 minutes.
_________________________________
MAN 2: Step right up
and get your tickets...
_________________________________
-BOY: You can't hide him.
-His ears are still sticking out.
_________________________________
BOY: Biggest slingshot in the world!
_________________________________
MAN: ...starts in exactly 15 minutes.
_________________________________
MAN 2: Step right up
and get your tickets...
_________________________________
-BOY: You can't hide him.
-His ears are still sticking out.
_________________________________
BOY: Biggest slingshot in the world!
_________________________________
-(ELEPHANTS LAUGHING)
-ELEPHANT 2: It was so funny!
_________________________________
ELEPHANT 2: It's no excuse
for what she did.
_________________________________
ELEPHANT 4: Girls, girls! Listen!
_________________________________
ELEPHANT 1: How awful for her.
_________________________________
TIMOTHY: I think they're cute.
_________________________________
ELEPHANT 2: Nor I.
_________________________________
ELEPHANT 4: Here he comes now.
_________________________________
-Like...
-RINGMASTER: Have I got an idea!
_________________________________
-He never had an idea in his life.
-RINGMASTER: Just visualize.
_________________________________
-Yeah.
-RINGMASTER: And now...
_________________________________
RINGMASTER: Ladies and gentlemen,
_________________________________
ELEPHANT 3: I never thought
I'd live to see the big top fall.
_________________________________
ELEPHANT 1: Because of that Dumbo,
I never can show my face there again.
_________________________________
-ELEPHANT 3: Out with it!
-...made him a clown.
_________________________________
CLOWN: Jump!
_________________________________
CLOWN: There's plaster in his eyes.
_________________________________
MRS. JUMBO: (SINGING)
Baby mine, don't you cry
_________________________________
-CROW: So long, boy.
-(CROWS LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-When I see an elephant fly
-CROW: What you say, boy?
_________________________________
CROW: Then, right after that, you...
_________________________________
CROW: Why, he flies just like an eagle.
_________________________________
CROW: Look at him go!
_________________________________
-CROW: Happy landing, son!
-Yipee!
_________________________________
CROW 1: I wish I'd have
got his autograph.
_________________________________
CROW 2: Man, I got his autograph.
_________________________________
CROW 1: So long, glamour boy!
_________________________________
Bambi
_________________________________THUMPER: Wake up.
_________________________________
-(GROANING) What now?
-THUMPER: Wake up, Friend Owl.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 1: Well, look.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 2: Well.
ANIMAL 3: Isn't he cute?
_________________________________
ANIMAL 1: Yes, congratulations.
ANIMAL 2: Congratulations.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 3: Hello. Hello, there.
_________________________________
-ANIMAL 1: Hello, little prince.
-Hello. Hello, there.
_________________________________
FRIEND OWL: Come on. (SHOOING)
_________________________________
MRS. HARE:
Thumper. Come on.
_________________________________
MRS. POSSUM:
Good morning, young prince.
_________________________________
MRS. HARE: Thumper.
_________________________________
RABBITS: Good morning, Prince Bambi.
_________________________________
MRS. HARE:
Good morning, young prince.
_________________________________
MRS. HARE: Thumper.
_________________________________
ENA: Well, maybe he wouldn't be
if you'd say hello.
_________________________________
THUMPER: Hiya, Bambi.
_________________________________
THUMPER: Hello, Bambi.
_________________________________
GREAT PRINCE: It is Man.
_________________________________
GREAT PRINCE: Get up, Bambi.
_________________________________
FALINE: Bambi.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 1: Oh. Well.
_________________________________
Saludos Amigos
_________________________________NARRATOR:
Here's an unusual expedition,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Three days later,
they glided in to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil,
_________________________________
-Thirteen thousand feet?!
-NARRATOR: Hm. Approximately.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The most common
symptom is dizziness.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Often followed by
palpitation of the heart.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: (CHUCKLES)
Fascinating, isn't it?
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
Note how the crude sign language.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The visitor never
seems to be satisfied,
_________________________________
DONALD: Suspension bridge?
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Far below us,
we see the village.
_________________________________
DONALD: Whoa! Whoa!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The traveler should
be cautioned against
_________________________________
NARRATOR: And finally,
the pottery market,
_________________________________
TOWER: Calling Pedro.
Ready for Flight Two to Mendoza.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: "Now, remember, Pedro,"
the mama plane said,
_________________________________
TOWER:
Flight Two leaving for Mendoza.
_________________________________
TOWER: All clear, Pedro.
Let 'er go.
_________________________________
-(ENGINE SPUTTERING)
-TOWER: Give 'er the gun, boy!
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
And so after a masterly take off,
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
The little fellow had completely
_________________________________
NARRATOR: This colorful
cowhand of the great west
_________________________________
NARRATOR: One of the gaucho's
favorite sports is the asado,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The gaucho's method
of eating looks quite simple,
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
Dashing at breakneck speed,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: (SPEAKING IN SLOW
MOTION) Note the grace and beauty,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Faster and faster!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: But the gaucho
is not always sad.
_________________________________
-NARRATOR: El Pala Pala.
-(CROWING)
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Traditional dance
of the rooster and the hen.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: And now from the
Pampas to Brazil and Rio de Janeiro,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Carnival in Rio...
_________________________________
DONALD: (MISPRONOUNCES
WORDS) "Jose Carioca.
_________________________________
-JOE: "Let's go see the town."
-Okay, Joe!
_________________________________
DONALD: Oh, boy! Oh, boy!
Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Samba!
_________________________________
DONALD: "Felicitaciones,
uh, al Pato Donald..."
_________________________________
-NARRATOR: Aves Raras.
-Aves Raras?
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Sí, señor.
That means strange birds.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Yes, amigo.
Your feathered cousins.
_________________________________
HOLLOWAY: El fin, the end.
NARRATOR: ...yes, thank you.
_________________________________
HOLLOWAY: This story takes us
way down to the south pole.
_________________________________
HOLLOWAY: Must be near Cape Horn.
_________________________________
HOLLOWAY: Four bells and all's well.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: (LAUGHS) Never satisfied!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: And now, Donald,
let's hop over the Andes.
_________________________________
-(DONALD LAUGHS)
-NARRATOR: Huh?
_________________________________
-Uh-oh. Who's that?
-NARRATOR: Oh, a thousand pardons.
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
Now he's called the Aracuan
_________________________________
NARRATOR: By the way, amigo,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Yes, quite a builder
is the little Marrequito.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: (LAUGHS) And now,
Donald, how would you like to hear
_________________________________
NARRATOR: It's a tale about
by an old gaucho from Uruguay.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: It was early one morning
in springtime,
_________________________________
GAUCHO: You see,
his nest is just like the horno.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: The race was about to begin,
and the grand prize was 1,000 pesos.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: We were off
with the speed of a bullet!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: And now coming down
across the line of finish, it's...
_________________________________
GAUCHO: Well, amigos, it was all over,
but the shouting.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: Caramba! The jig was up.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: What became
of the flying donkey, you ask?
_________________________________
DONALD: Adios, so long. Good-bye!
_________________________________
DONALD: (SCREAMS) Presents!
Oh boy, let me at 'em!
_________________________________
DONALD: Say, what's this?
_________________________________
-DONALD: No, I haven't.
-No? Oh, I am so sorry for you.
_________________________________
JOE: Ah, Baía.
_________________________________
JOE: (SINGS) Oh,
_________________________________
JOE: Ah, Baía.
_________________________________
-No.
-JOE: No? Well, let's go!
_________________________________
-They have maruru.
-DONALD: Is that so?
_________________________________
-They have munguza.
-DONALD: Munguza?
_________________________________
JOE: Hurry, Donald, hurry!
_________________________________
PEDDLER: (SINGS) Oh, oh, oh
_________________________________
JOE: Sim, senhor.
_________________________________
JOE: (LAUGHS) Uh, uh, uh.
_________________________________
JOE: Oh, my friend,
you are using the wrong finger.
_________________________________
PANCHITO: Ah, Jalisco no te rajes
_________________________________
PANCHITO: This custom takes place
_________________________________
PANCHITO: You see, Donald?
_________________________________
PANCHITO: And now for a nice trip
through Mexico
_________________________________
PANCHITO: And this, Donald,
is Patzcuaro,
_________________________________
DONALD: Well, what do you know?
_________________________________
-Bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo!
-JOE: Excellente!
_________________________________
DONALD: Thanks.
I had a wonderful time.
_________________________________
PANCHITO: Adiós, amigos.
So long.
_________________________________
JOE: Watch your step, Donald.
_________________________________
PANCHITO: Hey, Donald,
you are what they say, "off the cob."
_________________________________
-I wanna stay! (SCREAMS)
-JOE: Take it easy, Donald.
_________________________________
DONALD: Am I going to like this place!
_________________________________
DONALD: Doggone this confusion!
(MUMBLING)
_________________________________
PANCHITO: (LAUGHS)
So, you like pretty girls, huh?
_________________________________
-(PANCHITO LAUGHING)
-DONALD: Lemme go!
_________________________________
-Beautiful, no?
-JOE: Colossal!
_________________________________
-JOE: Very beautiful city.
-(DONALD SCREAMS)
_________________________________
DORA LUZ: (SINGING)
You belong to my heart
_________________________________
NARRATOR: If you were asked
choose the most fabulous character
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Poor MacBadger.
He'd reached the end of his rope.
_________________________________
TOAD: Tally-ho!
_________________________________
TOAD: The open road.
The dusty highway.
_________________________________
CYRIL: Ahem!
_________________________________
-Splendid.
-RAT: This is serious.
_________________________________
RAT: You're fast becoming
a menace to society.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Mania. That's it.
That's what it was.
_________________________________
RAT: That's better.
And you can't escape.
_________________________________
MAN: Toad arrested!
_________________________________
JUDGE: Next witness.
CLERK: Mr. Angus MacBadger!
_________________________________
COUNSEL FOR CROWN:
Gentlemen of the jury, the Crown rests.
_________________________________
RAT: Moley.
_________________________________
CLERK: Cyril Proudbottom.
_________________________________
CYRIL: The barman,
a codger named Winky,
_________________________________
-CYRIL: The guvnor answered...
-That car must be mine.
_________________________________
CLERK: Mr. Winky. Mr. Winky.
_________________________________
MAN: Toad guilty!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: News of Toad's disgrace
rocked the nation.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Yes, once again
it was a white Christmas.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Alas, for good intentions,
Toad was incurable.
_________________________________
MAN: Halt!
_________________________________
POLICEMAN: You fellows over there,
you see him?
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Gad!
What perfectly ripping luck.
_________________________________
MAN: There he goes.
_________________________________
-POLICEMAN: Where?
-Over there!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Blockheads, let them
scour the countryside.
_________________________________
-MALE: Open up! Open up, I say!
-The police!
_________________________________
RAT: MacBadger.
_________________________________
WEASELS: Winky!
_________________________________
WEASEL: Hip, hip...
_________________________________
NARRATOR: It was an excellent plan,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Phew!
That was a close one.
_________________________________
MOLE: Oh, look. They're all asleep.
_________________________________
MacBADGER: Lads, they're drunk.
They're been hitting the bottle.
_________________________________
-But where's Winky?
-RAT: There he is.
_________________________________
MacBADGER: Shh.
He's got the paper on him.
_________________________________
WINKY: After it.
_________________________________
TOAD: Ahem!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: And so it was
a happy ending after all.
_________________________________
TOAD: Hello, you fellows.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: (LAUGHS) Oh, yes.
That J. Thadd was quite a lad.
_________________________________
BROM: Yahoo!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: It was inevitable
such a man as Ichabod
_________________________________
ICHABOD: (THINKING)
Ah, Katrina, my love.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Truth to say, every portal
_________________________________
KATRINA: Yoo-hoo!
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
In the very witching hour of night,
_________________________________
BROM: Once you cross that bridge,
my friends,
_________________________________
in a faraway land,
Everybody up. Hurry, hurry.
_________________________________
JAQ: Uh-oh, Lucify.
How're we gonna get out?
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Oh, there you are.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Stop that.
Go on, shoo, shoo.
_________________________________
-(BELLS RINGING)
-WOMAN 1: Cinderella!
_________________________________
-WOMAN 1: Cinderella!
-(BELL RINGING)
_________________________________
WOMAN 2: Cinderella!
CINDERELLA: I'm coming.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA:
Good morning, Anastasia.
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Well, it's about time.
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER:
Well, come in, child, come in.
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Oh! Oh, Mother.
Oh, Mother!
_________________________________
-Now what did you do?
-ANASTASIA: Oh!
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Cinderella!
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER:
Close the door, Cinderella.
_________________________________
KING: My son has been avoiding his
responsibilities long enough.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: (SINGING) High
_________________________________
-Thank you.
-JAQ: From the King!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Ohhh
_________________________________
-DRIZELLA: It's her fault.
-Girls, girls. Remember,
_________________________________
-That means I can go, too.
-DRIZELLA: Ha!
-Like it.
-GUS: It'll be easy.
_________________________________
-a ruffle, something for a collar...
-DRIZELLA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: And this, too, my slippers.
Don't forget...
_________________________________
-Press my skirt and mind the ruffle.
-STEPMOTHER: Cinderella?
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: I don't see why everyone
else has nice things to wear,
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: You should talk.
These beads!
_________________________________
-Trash.
-ANASTASIA: Oh, I hate this.
-be sure...
-CINDERELLA: Wait!
_________________________________
MOUSE: Oh, looky.
_________________________________
JAQ: Isn't it wonderful?
_________________________________
FAIRY GODMOTHER:
Oh, this really is nice.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Oh, poor Lucifer.
_________________________________
FAIRY GODMOTHER:
But tonight, for a change,
_________________________________
PAGE: Princess Frederica
Eugenie de la Fontain.
_________________________________
PAGE: Mademoiselle Leonora
Mercedes de la Tour.
_________________________________
PAGE: Mademoiselles
Drizella and Anastasia Tremaine.
KING: (CHUCKLES)
That's one thing in her favor.
_________________________________
KING: And remember,
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Nor I.
_________________________________
DUKE: Guard! Guard!
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: I'm sorry.
_________________________________
-Oh, well, it's over and...
-JAQ: Cinderelly.
_________________________________
KING: Well, come in.
STEPMOTHER: You clumsy little fool.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: (SOBBING)
Please. Please.
_________________________________
-DRIVER: Whoa.
-(BUGLE SOUNDS)
_________________________________
-I'm so excited, I don't know what I'll do.
-STEPMOTHER: Girls.
_________________________________
-How can she stand there...
-STEPMOTHER: Girls.
_________________________________
DUKE: What? Tea? (YAWNING)
_________________________________
ANASTASIA:
Oh, it's the right foot, but...
_________________________________
-I can get you out.
-CINDERELLA: You've got the key!
-Good day. Good day.
-CINDERELLA: Your Grace?
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Pay no attention.
DRIZELLA: It's Cinderella.
_________________________________
ALICE: Oh, dear.
_________________________________
DOORKNOB: This won't do at all.
_________________________________
ALICE: Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo!
_________________________________
-Yes, but...
-DODO: All right, let's have it now.
_________________________________
DODO: Look lively.
_________________________________
-I'm late.
-DODO: Don't step on the fish.
_________________________________
DODO: Watch it. Stop kicking that
mackerel. Brilliant. Jolly well done.
_________________________________
TWEDDLEDEE:
Mr. Walrus, said the carpenter
_________________________________
-The time has come
-TWEEDLEDEE: The walrus said
_________________________________
TWEEDLEDEE: But Mother Oyster
winked her eye
_________________________________
-And stay right here
-TWEEDLEDEE: Mum said
_________________________________
TWEEDLEDEE:
But answer there came none
_________________________________
TWEEDLEDUM: And this was
scarcely odd because
_________________________________
RABBIT: Mary Ann. Drat that girl.
Where could she have put them?
_________________________________
RABBIT:
A monster, Dodo, in my house.
_________________________________
-Thank goodness.
-RABBIT: What is it?
-FLOWER: Bread-and-butterflies.
_________________________________
-FLOWER: Naturally.
-I beg your pardon, but did you...
_________________________________
FLOWER: Ever see an Alice
with a blossom like that?
_________________________________
-It is not.
-ALICE: Well, it is to me.
_________________________________
CATERPILLAR: Stop!
_________________________________
HARE: If there are no objections,
let it be unanimous
_________________________________
HATTER: A very merry unbirthday
HARE: A very merry unbirthday
_________________________________
-You must have a cup of tea.
-ALICE: That would be nice.
_________________________________
COMMANDER: Cards, halt!
_________________________________
-And the king.
-CARD: Hooray!
_________________________________
COMMANDER: Shuffle deck!
_________________________________
QUEEN: Someone's head
will roll for this.
_________________________________
RABBIT: The March Hare.
_________________________________
RABBIT: The Mad Hatter.
_________________________________
All this has happened before.
_________________________________
JOHN: Blast you, Peter Pan!
_________________________________
WENDY: Oh, Nana, must we always
take that nasty tonic?
_________________________________
MICHAEL: Take that!
_________________________________
MICHAEL: And I'll cut you to pieces.
_________________________________
-Aha!
-JOHN: Ouch!
_________________________________
-(BOTH BOYS GRUNTING)
-MICHAEL: Take that!
_________________________________
MICHAEL: Oh, no, you won't.
_________________________________
JOHN: Aha, I got ya.
_________________________________
MICHAEL: You didn't either.
You never touched me.
_________________________________
JOHN: Oh, not you Father.
You see he's Peter Pan.
_________________________________
-MICHAEL: And John's Captain Hook.
-Yes, yes, of course.
_________________________________
-I don't know.
-JOHN: The map then.
_________________________________
-Where's the treasure map?
-MICHAEL: It got lost.
_________________________________
-JOHN: And Wendy says...
-Wendy? Story?
_________________________________
-GEORGE: Oh... Ah...
-(SCREECHING)
_________________________________
WENDY: Mmm. Nana had it.
gets these idiotic ideas.
_________________________________
PETER: Jumped at me, the other night
at the window.
_________________________________
WENDY:
Well, what were you doing there?
_________________________________
PETER: I came to listen to the stories.
_________________________________
WENDY: I'm so glad
you came back tonight.
_________________________________
WENDY: Bu... But where are we going?
_________________________________
PETER: To Never Land.
_________________________________
-Never Land!
-PETER: You'll never grow up there.
_________________________________
WENDY: Oh, Peter,
it will be so wonderful.
_________________________________
PETER: Stop! Stop it, Tink!
_________________________________
-PETER: Hello.
-Oh, look, a firefly.
_________________________________
-What's the pixie doing?
-PETER: Talking.
_________________________________
WENDY AND JOHN: Dust?
MICHAEL: Dust?
_________________________________
PETER: Yep.
_________________________________
SMEE: (SINGING)
Oh, a pirate's life is a wonderful like
_________________________________
-MAN: Peter Pan ahoy!
-What? What? Where away?
_________________________________
HOOK: Elevation 65.
SMEE: Elevation 65.
_________________________________
JOHN: By Jove!
And the Indian encampment!
_________________________________
WENDY: Tinker Bell! Wait!
PETER: Tink said what?
_________________________________
RABBIT: Well, she said you said
to shoot it down.
_________________________________
PETER: Tinker Bell. Tink!
_________________________________
PETER: You're charged
with high treason, Tink.
_________________________________
-PETER: John, you be the leader.
-I shall try to be worthy of my post.
_________________________________
WENDY: Oh, Michael, do be careful.
_________________________________
JOHN: Remember,
the Indian is cunning...
_________________________________
MERMAID 1: I'm so glad to see you.
_________________________________
-Tell us one of your adventures.
-MERMAID 2: Something's exciting.
_________________________________
-MERMAID 3: Too good for us, eh?
-Peter!
_________________________________
PETER: They've captured Tiger Lily.
_________________________________
HOOK: Now, me dear princess,
this is me proposition.
_________________________________
HOOK: Remember,
SMEE: Captain Hook's
comin' to his senses.
_________________________________
PETER: (AS HOOK) Mr. Smee!
_________________________________
-Try your luck, Mr. Smee?
-HOOK: Let him have it!
_________________________________
HOOK: Well, come on, you idiot!
Blast him!
_________________________________
PETER: Oh, Mr. Crocodile,
do you like codfish?
_________________________________
JOHN: He's delivering an oration
in sign language.
_________________________________
JOHN: He says,
"Peter Pan, mighty warrior.
-HOOK: Start at Pegleg Point.
-"Start at Pegleg Point".
_________________________________
HOOK: Forty paces west
of Blindman's Bluff.
_________________________________
WENDY: Michael! Take off
that war paint and get ready for bed.
_________________________________
-But we're going home in the morning.
-JOHN: Home!
_________________________________
-WENDY: And...
-Oh, Wendy, we don't want to go home.
_________________________________
WENDY: (SINGING) You mother
WENDY: Oh, dear.
_________________________________
-(SCREAMS)
-HOOK: All right, men. Take them away.
_________________________________
SMEE: Oh, captain, you did it.
_________________________________
SMEE: Sort of a surprise package,
you might say.
_________________________________
HOOK: Could he but see
within the package,
_________________________________
HOOK: But time grows short.
_________________________________
PETER: Twelve seconds.
_________________________________
MICHAEL: Wendy! Wendy!
_________________________________
MAN: No splash.
MAN 2: No sign of the wrench.
_________________________________
MAN 3: Did you hear a splash?
_________________________________
MAN 4: I'm telling you, mates,
it's a black day.
_________________________________
MAN 5: Mark me words.
We'll all pay for this.
_________________________________
-Who's next?
-PETER: You're next, Hook!
_________________________________
HOOK: Don't stand there, you bilge rats!
_________________________________
MAN: After the brats, men!
SLIGHTLY: Yea for Bear Killer!
_________________________________
PETER: Hoist anchor!
_________________________________
MARY: Wendy!
_________________________________
WENDY: All except the Lost Boys.
They weren't quite ready.
_________________________________
GEORGE: Well, my dear,
all in good time.
_________________________________
In a faraway land long ago,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Yes,
they named her after the dawn,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Thus,
on this great and joyous day
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
Fondly had these monarchs dreamed
_________________________________
HERALD: Their most honored
and exalted excellencies,
_________________________________
-Your Majesties.
-FAIRIES: Your Majesties.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Why, it's Maleficent.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Just do your best, dear.
_________________________________
FLORA: Yes, go on.
_________________________________
FLORA: She'll be perfectly safe.
_________________________________
FLORA: Why not?
_________________________________
FAUNA: Oh, I'd like that.
_________________________________
FAUNA: That's right.
_________________________________
FLORA: Uh-huh.
_________________________________
MERRYWEATHER: Flora?
_________________________________
NARRATOR: So, the King and
his queen watched with heavy hearts
_________________________________
NARRATOR: And so, for 16 long years,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: On this, her 16th birthday,
the good fairies had planned a party.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Don't forget a pretty bow.
_________________________________
FLORA: Yes,
and raise the shoulder line.
_________________________________
MERRYWEATHER: Yes, but how
are we gonna get her out of the house?
_________________________________
FLORA: Oh, I'll think of something.
_________________________________
FLORA: Oh, we need more, dear.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Lots, lots more.
_________________________________
FLORA: (GIGGLES) Yes.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Goodbye, dear.
_________________________________
MERRYWEATHER: Goodbye.
FLORA: Goodbye.
_________________________________
-A real birthday party.
-FAUNA: With a real birthday cake.
_________________________________
FLORA: No magic!
That's for the feet to go through.
_________________________________
PHILLIP: Whoa!
_________________________________
PHILLIP: You know, Samson,
_________________________________
AURORA: Why, it's my dream prince.
AURORA: Mmm-hmm.
_________________________________
PHILLIP: But don't you remember?
We've met before.
_________________________________
PHILLIP: Who are you?
What's your name?
_________________________________
AURORA: Hmm?
_________________________________
PHILLIP: Never?
_________________________________
-Surprise! Surprise!
-FAIRIES: Surprise! Surprise!
HUBERT: Tonight, we toast the future,
_________________________________
STEFAN: Right, Hubert. To the future.
_________________________________
HUBERT: (SIGHS)
Ah, excellent vintage.
_________________________________
STEFAN: Well, I suppose in time...
_________________________________
HUBERT: Of course! To the home!
_________________________________
HUBERT: Getting my Phillip,
aren't you?
_________________________________
STEFAN: Yes, but...
_________________________________
HUBERT: Want to see
our grandchildren, don't we?
_________________________________
STEFAN: Now, be reasonable, Hubert.
_________________________________
MAN: His royal highness Prince Phillip!
_________________________________
FLORA: Bolt the door, Merryweather.
_________________________________
FAUNA:
Oh, why did we leave her alone?
FAUNA: Rose!
_________________________________
FLORA: (ECHOING) Rose,
don't touch anything!
_________________________________
MALEFICENT: Touch the spindle.
_________________________________
MERRYWEATHER: Rose.
FAUNA: Oh, Rose.
_________________________________
FLORA: (CRYING)
Oh, I'll never forgive myself.
_________________________________
FAUNA: (CRYING) We're all to blame.
_________________________________
HERALD: The sun has set!
_________________________________
-They're not going to.
-MERRYWEATHER: They aren't? But...
_________________________________
MALEFICENT: Come in.
FAUNA: Watch out, Phillip!
_________________________________
PONGO: My story begins in London.
_________________________________
PONGO: For a while, it seemed to work.
_________________________________
PONGO: But I wasn't giving up.
_________________________________
ROGER: I'm terribly sorry.
_________________________________
ANITA: Never mind. Never mind.
_________________________________
MAN: Wilt thou love her, comfort her,
_________________________________
ROGER: I will.
_________________________________
PONGO: For the first six months or so,
_________________________________
PONGO: Oh, that's Nanny,
a wonderful cook and housekeeper.
_________________________________
ROGER: (SINGING)
Be down in a minute
_________________________________
ROGER: Oh, must be Cruella,
your dearly devoted old school mate.
_________________________________
-Anita, darling!
-ANITA: How are you?
_________________________________
ANITA: Roger, you are an idiot!
_________________________________
PONGO: Poor Perdita.
Of course, she had no choice.
_________________________________
NANNY: The puppies are here!
_________________________________
-ANITA: Eleven.
-Eleven.
_________________________________
-Oh, 15!
-ROGER: Fifteen?
_________________________________
ROGER: Fifteen puppies?
_________________________________
ROGER: Never.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Look at him, run the old coward.
_________________________________
PERDY: Why, Patch, where did
you ever hear such talk?
_________________________________
-Watch out, Thunder.
-PATCH: Don't worry, Penny.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Lucky, get down.
We can't see. Get down.
_________________________________
PUPPY 2: Mother, make him get down.
_________________________________
PUPPY: There he is, behind that rock.
_________________________________
PATCH: See? What did I tell you?
That's one of his tricks.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Lucky, get down.
_________________________________
MAN ON TV: Don't miss next week's
episode. Who will triumph?
_________________________________
PONGO: One, two, three, four,
_________________________________
CRUELLA: "Dognapping!" Tsk-tsk.
Can you imagine such a thing?
_________________________________
-Jasper! Jasper!
-CRUELLA: Do you understand?
_________________________________
JASPER: Not you, miss.
I mean Horace!
_________________________________
ROGER: Maybe Scotland Yard.
_________________________________
-CRUELLA: Is Anita there?
-Who?
_________________________________
-Hello?
-CRUELLA: Anita, darling.
_________________________________
-ANITA: Oh, Cruella.
-Oh, Anita.
_________________________________
ANITA: Yes, Cruella.
It was quite a shock.
_________________________________
ROGER: She's a sly one.
_________________________________
ANITA: We're doing everything possible.
_________________________________
CRUELLA: Have you called the police?
ANITA: Yes, Scotland Yard.
_________________________________
-CRUELLA: Anita!
-Sorry, Cruella.
_________________________________
-What more do you want?
-ROGER: I don't know, darling.
_________________________________
MAN: Ah, shut up!
_________________________________
MAN: (SHOUTING) Will you be quiet?
_________________________________
COLONEL: Just the same,
use extreme caution.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Those two blokes,
Horace and Jasper.
_________________________________
The Three Caballeros
_________________________________DONALD: "Felicitaciones,
uh, al Pato Donald..."
_________________________________
-NARRATOR: Aves Raras.
-Aves Raras?
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Sí, señor.
That means strange birds.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Yes, amigo.
Your feathered cousins.
_________________________________
HOLLOWAY: El fin, the end.
NARRATOR: ...yes, thank you.
_________________________________
HOLLOWAY: This story takes us
way down to the south pole.
_________________________________
HOLLOWAY: Must be near Cape Horn.
_________________________________
HOLLOWAY: Four bells and all's well.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: (LAUGHS) Never satisfied!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: And now, Donald,
let's hop over the Andes.
_________________________________
-(DONALD LAUGHS)
-NARRATOR: Huh?
_________________________________
-Uh-oh. Who's that?
-NARRATOR: Oh, a thousand pardons.
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
Now he's called the Aracuan
_________________________________
NARRATOR: By the way, amigo,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Yes, quite a builder
is the little Marrequito.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: (LAUGHS) And now,
Donald, how would you like to hear
_________________________________
NARRATOR: It's a tale about
by an old gaucho from Uruguay.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: It was early one morning
in springtime,
_________________________________
GAUCHO: You see,
his nest is just like the horno.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: The race was about to begin,
and the grand prize was 1,000 pesos.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: We were off
with the speed of a bullet!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: And now coming down
across the line of finish, it's...
_________________________________
GAUCHO: Well, amigos, it was all over,
but the shouting.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: Caramba! The jig was up.
_________________________________
GAUCHO: What became
of the flying donkey, you ask?
_________________________________
DONALD: Adios, so long. Good-bye!
_________________________________
DONALD: (SCREAMS) Presents!
Oh boy, let me at 'em!
_________________________________
DONALD: Say, what's this?
_________________________________
-DONALD: No, I haven't.
-No? Oh, I am so sorry for you.
_________________________________
JOE: Ah, Baía.
_________________________________
JOE: (SINGS) Oh,
_________________________________
JOE: Ah, Baía.
_________________________________
-No.
-JOE: No? Well, let's go!
_________________________________
-They have maruru.
-DONALD: Is that so?
_________________________________
-They have munguza.
-DONALD: Munguza?
_________________________________
JOE: Hurry, Donald, hurry!
_________________________________
PEDDLER: (SINGS) Oh, oh, oh
_________________________________
JOE: Sim, senhor.
_________________________________
JOE: (LAUGHS) Uh, uh, uh.
_________________________________
JOE: Oh, my friend,
you are using the wrong finger.
_________________________________
PANCHITO: Ah, Jalisco no te rajes
_________________________________
PANCHITO: This custom takes place
_________________________________
PANCHITO: You see, Donald?
_________________________________
PANCHITO: And now for a nice trip
through Mexico
_________________________________
PANCHITO: And this, Donald,
is Patzcuaro,
_________________________________
DONALD: Well, what do you know?
_________________________________
-Bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo!
-JOE: Excellente!
_________________________________
DONALD: Thanks.
I had a wonderful time.
_________________________________
PANCHITO: Adiós, amigos.
So long.
_________________________________
JOE: Watch your step, Donald.
_________________________________
PANCHITO: Hey, Donald,
you are what they say, "off the cob."
_________________________________
-I wanna stay! (SCREAMS)
-JOE: Take it easy, Donald.
_________________________________
DONALD: Am I going to like this place!
_________________________________
DONALD: Doggone this confusion!
(MUMBLING)
_________________________________
PANCHITO: (LAUGHS)
So, you like pretty girls, huh?
_________________________________
-(PANCHITO LAUGHING)
-DONALD: Lemme go!
_________________________________
-Beautiful, no?
-JOE: Colossal!
_________________________________
-JOE: Very beautiful city.
-(DONALD SCREAMS)
_________________________________
DORA LUZ: (SINGING)
You belong to my heart
_________________________________
Make Mine Music
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The outlook wasn't
brilliant for the Mudville nine that day.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The coach was really
worried when Cooney went to bat,
_________________________________
-You're out!
-VISITOR: Attaboy!
_________________________________
SPECTATOR: Yeah, run that
guy outta town on the rails.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Barrows was the next
one up and Barrows made a hit.
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
A straggling few got up to go,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The next one in the
lineup was no-hit Jimmy Blake.
_________________________________
-(WHISTLES)
-COLONNA: But mostly the ladies
_________________________________
-(WHISTLES)
-COLONNA: But mostly the ladies
_________________________________
COLONNA: Egad, when he goes
To bat hang on to your hat
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The pitcher's nerves were
jagged and his knees began to shake.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The umpire said.
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
Yelled a cutie from the stands.
_________________________________
-NARRATOR: Unquote.
-(BOOING)
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The sneer is gone
from Casey's lip.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Ah, yes.
_________________________________
COLONNA: (SINGING)
Somewhere men are laughing
_________________________________
COLONNA: (SUSTAINING NOTE) All...
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Now,
this is a story of, uh, uh, uh,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: (AS SASCHA) "Hello,
Petie. What goes? Where ya goin', huh?
_________________________________
NARRATOR: The wolf!
_________________________________
MAN: One, two, three.
_________________________________
-Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
-DRIVER: Hyah!
_________________________________
EDDY: Ahh
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Publicity, yes.
_________________________________
WILLIE: Mammy's little baby
Loves shortenin', shortenin'
_________________________________
NARRATOR: After all these years
_________________________________
NARRATOR: At last,
the long years of patient waiting
_________________________________
WILLIE: Figaro!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Ah, but they
hadn't heard the half of it.
_________________________________
-La-la-la-la-la-la
-NARRATOR: Tenor.
_________________________________
-La-la-la-la-la-la
-NARRATOR: Baritone.
_________________________________
-La-la-la-la-la-la
-NARRATOR: And bass.
_________________________________
TETTI TATTI: Let-a me up!
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
Stubborn, deluded Tetti Tatti.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Now Willie
will never sing at the Met.
_________________________________
Song of the South
_________________________________
REMUS: (CHUCKLING) Yes suh...
dey's udder ways o' learnin'
_________________________________
JOHNNY: Mama?
_________________________________
SALLY: Yes, Johnny?
_________________________________
JOHN: She does.
And she likes what's in it.
_________________________________
SALLY: John, please.
_________________________________
JOHNNY:
Are you mad at each other too?
_________________________________
SALLY: Why, no, dear. Of course not.
_________________________________
TEMPY: Gracious goodness, Johnny...
We're almost dar! Listen!
_________________________________
JOHN: And they got loose.
_________________________________
TEMPY: De tale 'bout his
havin' a tail an' losin' it?
_________________________________
JOHN: That's it. Only...
How can there be a tale...
_________________________________
NED: Miss Doshy? Where do you
want me to put dishyer trunk?
_________________________________
PEARL: An' what happen to
Brer Fox, Uncle Remus?
_________________________________
CHLOE: Uncle Remus! Uncle Remus!
Lawzy mursy, have you seen Johnny?
_________________________________
BR'ER RABBIT: Doggone ol' briar
patch! Doggone ol place like this!
_________________________________
BR'ER FOX: I got em'!
I gots dat ol' Brer Rabbit!
_________________________________
BR'ER BEAR: Zip-a-de-do-da, zip-a
-de-ay, Zip-da-da-da-da, wonderful day.
_________________________________
-BR'ER FOX: I... I... I... Oh, no!
-Dollar a minute, zip-a-dee-ay
_________________________________
BR'ER FOX: What you doin' there?
How'd you..
_________________________________
-BR'ER FOX: Get out of my trap.
-Zip-a-dee.. Hey! Huh! Bu-but...
_________________________________
BR'ER FOX: You was not makin'
a dollar a minute.
_________________________________
JOE: We oughta drown him.
JAKE: Sure, he's the runt.
_________________________________
GINNY: This here's my puppy!
You leave 'im 'lone.
_________________________________
BR'ER FROG: Fine, how are you?
_________________________________
BR'ER RABBIT: (WHISTLES)
Here I is, Brer Fox.
_________________________________
MAW FAVERS: Now I don't wanta
hear no more 'bout it.
_________________________________
CHLOE: What you all doin'
'roun' here, anyhow?
_________________________________
JOHN: Toby, what is it?
_________________________________
-Mister John!
-JOHN: How is he?
_________________________________
Fun and Fancy Free
_________________________________
JIMINY: Everyone keeps askin' me
JIMINY: Everyone keeps askin' me
_________________________________
DINAH SHORE ON RECORDING:
This is the story of three bears.
_________________________________
MAN: (SHOUTING)
Hey, Bongo! Get going! You're on!
_________________________________
DINAH: The call of the wild
kept ringing in his ears.
_________________________________
DINAH: He couldn't ignore it any longer.
_________________________________
DINAH: He had to answer the call
of the great open spaces.
_________________________________
DINAH: He was crackin' up!
_________________________________
-DINAH: He was losin' his grip!
-Bongo, Bongo, Bongo!
_________________________________
DINAH: He had to escape, to get away!
Just gotta get away!
_________________________________
DINAH: At last he was free.
_________________________________
DINAH: "Oh, well. What if I can't
climb a big old tree?
_________________________________
DINAH: With nature's gang around
_________________________________
-DINAH: Where the crickets
-(CRICKET CHIRPING)
_________________________________
DINAH: Just kind of play around
_________________________________
DINAH: There's more fun
in takin' the sun in
_________________________________
DINAH: (YAWNING)
"Oh, boy," thought Bongo,
_________________________________
DINAH: Then came the dawn.
_________________________________
DINAH: Ohh.
_________________________________
DINAH: Bongo thought,
"This is just too good to be true!
_________________________________
DINAH: But if you're only
_________________________________
DINAH: The air grew still
with a sudden chill.
_________________________________
DINAH: When a whippoorwill's
in love, he can whipper
_________________________________
DINAH: So if you're ready for romance
and you ever get the chance
_________________________________
CHORUS: Grab your girl
DINAH: Give her your cheek
_________________________________
DINAH: "I love you, Lulubelle."
_________________________________
DINAH: But if you're only
_________________________________
BERGEN: You're quite right.
OPHELIA: Oh, yes, I am. Yes.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Yes, I agree with you.
_________________________________
-OPHELIA: Good night, Charlie.
-Uh, good night.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Once upon a time,
long, long ago...
_________________________________
-Can I try?
-BERGEN: Certainly.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Yes, it was one of nature's
garden spots
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Mmm. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
_________________________________
BERGEN: The winding roads,
lined with stately trees.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Trees. Yeah.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Lush fields and prosperous
farms dot the landscape.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Landscape. Yeah.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And high on a hilltop
overlooking the valley,
_________________________________
-shining like a jewel, stands...
-MORTIMER: My red barn.
_________________________________
BERGEN: No, no.
It was something much nicer.
_________________________________
-It was a majestic castle!
-LUANA: Oh, that's pretty.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And something very precious
is kept within these castle walls.
_________________________________
LUANA: What is it?
_________________________________
BERGEN: It's a magic,
singing harp. Listen.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Yes,
the voice of this golden harp
_________________________________
CHARLIE: I knew
there was a catch in it.
_________________________________
BERGEN: For one day...
CHARLIE: They built a schoolhouse.
_________________________________
BERGEN: No, no.
_________________________________
LUANA: What happened?
_________________________________
BERGEN: When the shadow lifted,
the golden harp was gone.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Just like the eighth grade.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Desolation spread
over the land.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Dry rot.
CHARLIE: Yes, isn't it?
_________________________________
BERGEN: Charlie.
CHARLIE: Yes, sir.
_________________________________
BERGEN: The fields of golden corn
turned to dust.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Kerplop.
_________________________________
BERGEN: The laughing brook
flowed no more.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Now it's Gruesome Gulch.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Days pass, weeks pass.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: I pass. New deal.
_________________________________
LUANA: What happened
to all the people?
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well, suppose we look
in on these humble peasants.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Is that a peasant?
CHARLIE: That's a cow, stupid.
_________________________________
LUANA: Well, at least they had milk.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well, she used to be
a good milker. But now...
_________________________________
CHARLIE: She's an udder failure.
_________________________________
BERGEN: She was the bosom friend
of a once-proud family.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well, they're certainly
out of the high rent district.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And there they are,
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Uh, just tell it. Don't ham it.
_________________________________
BERGEN: But are their spirits broken?
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Ahem. Bean, you mean.
_________________________________
BERGEN: If it were
one man and three beans...
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well,
at least there are no bones in it.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Just look
at that miserable creature,
_________________________________
GOOFY: Easy, Donald. Easy!
_________________________________
BERGEN: He says
he's all right, but I wonder.
_________________________________
-MICKEY: Donald! No, Donald!
-(MOOING)
_________________________________
BERGEN: The little fellow was
completely out of his head.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well, it'll be your fault
if they starve to death.
_________________________________
-LUANA: Why don't they sell the cow?
-That's just what they did.
_________________________________
MICKEY: But Donald!
_________________________________
-No, no, Donald!
-DONALD: Magic beans!
_________________________________
BERGEN: Poor Mickey,
_________________________________
-Light of a full moon.
-CHARLIE: Bergen? Bergen!
_________________________________
BERGEN: What?
LUANA: There's something moving.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Why, yes. Well, maybe
there is some magic in them!
_________________________________
BERGEN: And all through the night,
it grew onward and upward.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: That thing
is a menace to aviation.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And so,
with the coming of dawn,
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Well, search me.
_________________________________
BERGEN: What drew them
toward this place of mystery?
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well, somebody did.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Oh, gosh!
Who made them?
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well, it wasn't Cinderella.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Soon they reached
the moat surrounding the castle.
_________________________________
-(DRAGONFLIES DRONING)
-LUANA: Ooh! Dragonflies!
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Yeah. A-flyin' front
and draggin' behind.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Finally,
they reached the castle.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: The hard way.
_________________________________
BERGEN: This was
the biggest adventure of their lives.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: You know, you could stand
some rehearsal on this story.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Inside, the tremendous hall
was as silent as a tomb.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Caught with his pants...
_________________________________
BERGEN: Charlie!
CHARLIE: Caught with his pants...
_________________________________
BERGEN: Charlie!
CHARLIE: Well, his slip was showing.
_________________________________
BERGEN: They gazed
in speechless wonder
_________________________________
DONALD: Food! Let me at it!
_________________________________
MICKEY: That's the harp!
DONALD: Boy, oh, boy!
_________________________________
-No!
-SCARY VOICE: Ohh!
_________________________________
-I was not!
-BERGEN: I mean, he was not.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Down the castle hall
he came roaring...
_________________________________
BERGEN: Those are
his magic words, you know.
_________________________________
-I smell...
-CHARLIE: You're telling us!
_________________________________
BERGEN: Now, wait a minute.
He may be smarter than he looks.
_________________________________
LUANA: Oh, I hope
he doesn't find them.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Hey, Giant,
you're getting warm.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Well, don't tell him!
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Behind the jar, stupid.
LUANA: Charlie!
_________________________________
GIANT: Pot roast! Chocolate pot roast!
_________________________________
CHARLIE: He'll have to talk fast
to get out of this one.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well, you leave it to Mickey.
Just watch.
_________________________________
BERGEN: See?
Mickey never misses a trick.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Yeah, a couple more good
ideas like that, and they're finished.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well, I'll admit
the little fellows are in a bad fix.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Anybody wanna buy
a tall, thin mouse?
_________________________________
BERGEN: No, thank you. I mean no.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Looks like
their goose is cooked.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Oh, fate may yet deal them
a winning hand.
_________________________________
-CHARLIE: She could be my weakness.
-(HARP STRUMMING)
_________________________________
BERGEN: There might still be a chance
of escape
_________________________________
CHARLIE: If she can't, I know who can.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Shh.
Let's all be quiet now and see.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well,
it looks like success at last.
_________________________________
LUANA: Oh!
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Ha.
Should have left well enough alone.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And there goes the giant!
_________________________________
BERGEN: What's the matter, Mortimer?
_________________________________
-(CREAKING)
-MORTIMER: Oh!
_________________________________
LUANA: Oh, Mr. Bergen!
_________________________________
-No!
-MORTIMER: Yeah.
_________________________________DINAH SHORE ON RECORDING:
This is the story of three bears.
_________________________________
MAN: (SHOUTING)
Hey, Bongo! Get going! You're on!
_________________________________
DINAH: The call of the wild
kept ringing in his ears.
_________________________________
DINAH: He couldn't ignore it any longer.
_________________________________
DINAH: He had to answer the call
of the great open spaces.
_________________________________
DINAH: He was crackin' up!
_________________________________
-DINAH: He was losin' his grip!
-Bongo, Bongo, Bongo!
_________________________________
DINAH: He had to escape, to get away!
Just gotta get away!
_________________________________
DINAH: At last he was free.
_________________________________
DINAH: "Oh, well. What if I can't
climb a big old tree?
_________________________________
DINAH: With nature's gang around
_________________________________
-DINAH: Where the crickets
-(CRICKET CHIRPING)
_________________________________
DINAH: Just kind of play around
_________________________________
DINAH: There's more fun
in takin' the sun in
_________________________________
DINAH: (YAWNING)
"Oh, boy," thought Bongo,
_________________________________
DINAH: Then came the dawn.
_________________________________
DINAH: Ohh.
_________________________________
DINAH: Bongo thought,
"This is just too good to be true!
_________________________________
DINAH: But if you're only
_________________________________
DINAH: The air grew still
with a sudden chill.
_________________________________
DINAH: When a whippoorwill's
in love, he can whipper
_________________________________
DINAH: So if you're ready for romance
and you ever get the chance
_________________________________
CHORUS: Grab your girl
DINAH: Give her your cheek
_________________________________
DINAH: "I love you, Lulubelle."
_________________________________
DINAH: But if you're only
_________________________________
BERGEN: You're quite right.
OPHELIA: Oh, yes, I am. Yes.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Yes, I agree with you.
_________________________________
-OPHELIA: Good night, Charlie.
-Uh, good night.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Once upon a time,
long, long ago...
_________________________________
-Can I try?
-BERGEN: Certainly.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Yes, it was one of nature's
garden spots
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Mmm. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
_________________________________
BERGEN: The winding roads,
lined with stately trees.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Trees. Yeah.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Lush fields and prosperous
farms dot the landscape.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Landscape. Yeah.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And high on a hilltop
overlooking the valley,
_________________________________
-shining like a jewel, stands...
-MORTIMER: My red barn.
_________________________________
BERGEN: No, no.
It was something much nicer.
_________________________________
-It was a majestic castle!
-LUANA: Oh, that's pretty.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And something very precious
is kept within these castle walls.
_________________________________
LUANA: What is it?
_________________________________
BERGEN: It's a magic,
singing harp. Listen.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Yes,
the voice of this golden harp
_________________________________
CHARLIE: I knew
there was a catch in it.
_________________________________
BERGEN: For one day...
CHARLIE: They built a schoolhouse.
_________________________________
BERGEN: No, no.
_________________________________
LUANA: What happened?
_________________________________
BERGEN: When the shadow lifted,
the golden harp was gone.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Just like the eighth grade.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Desolation spread
over the land.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Dry rot.
CHARLIE: Yes, isn't it?
_________________________________
BERGEN: Charlie.
CHARLIE: Yes, sir.
_________________________________
BERGEN: The fields of golden corn
turned to dust.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Kerplop.
_________________________________
BERGEN: The laughing brook
flowed no more.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Now it's Gruesome Gulch.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Days pass, weeks pass.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: I pass. New deal.
_________________________________
LUANA: What happened
to all the people?
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well, suppose we look
in on these humble peasants.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Is that a peasant?
CHARLIE: That's a cow, stupid.
_________________________________
LUANA: Well, at least they had milk.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well, she used to be
a good milker. But now...
_________________________________
CHARLIE: She's an udder failure.
_________________________________
BERGEN: She was the bosom friend
of a once-proud family.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well, they're certainly
out of the high rent district.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And there they are,
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Uh, just tell it. Don't ham it.
_________________________________
BERGEN: But are their spirits broken?
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Ahem. Bean, you mean.
_________________________________
BERGEN: If it were
one man and three beans...
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well,
at least there are no bones in it.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Just look
at that miserable creature,
_________________________________
GOOFY: Easy, Donald. Easy!
_________________________________
BERGEN: He says
he's all right, but I wonder.
_________________________________
-MICKEY: Donald! No, Donald!
-(MOOING)
_________________________________
BERGEN: The little fellow was
completely out of his head.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well, it'll be your fault
if they starve to death.
_________________________________
-LUANA: Why don't they sell the cow?
-That's just what they did.
_________________________________
MICKEY: But Donald!
_________________________________
-No, no, Donald!
-DONALD: Magic beans!
_________________________________
BERGEN: Poor Mickey,
_________________________________
-Light of a full moon.
-CHARLIE: Bergen? Bergen!
_________________________________
BERGEN: What?
LUANA: There's something moving.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Why, yes. Well, maybe
there is some magic in them!
_________________________________
BERGEN: And all through the night,
it grew onward and upward.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: That thing
is a menace to aviation.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And so,
with the coming of dawn,
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Well, search me.
_________________________________
BERGEN: What drew them
toward this place of mystery?
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well, somebody did.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Oh, gosh!
Who made them?
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Well, it wasn't Cinderella.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Soon they reached
the moat surrounding the castle.
_________________________________
-(DRAGONFLIES DRONING)
-LUANA: Ooh! Dragonflies!
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Yeah. A-flyin' front
and draggin' behind.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Finally,
they reached the castle.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: The hard way.
_________________________________
BERGEN: This was
the biggest adventure of their lives.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: You know, you could stand
some rehearsal on this story.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Inside, the tremendous hall
was as silent as a tomb.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Caught with his pants...
_________________________________
BERGEN: Charlie!
CHARLIE: Caught with his pants...
_________________________________
BERGEN: Charlie!
CHARLIE: Well, his slip was showing.
_________________________________
BERGEN: They gazed
in speechless wonder
_________________________________
DONALD: Food! Let me at it!
_________________________________
MICKEY: That's the harp!
DONALD: Boy, oh, boy!
_________________________________
-No!
-SCARY VOICE: Ohh!
_________________________________
-I was not!
-BERGEN: I mean, he was not.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Down the castle hall
he came roaring...
_________________________________
BERGEN: Those are
his magic words, you know.
_________________________________
-I smell...
-CHARLIE: You're telling us!
_________________________________
BERGEN: Now, wait a minute.
He may be smarter than he looks.
_________________________________
LUANA: Oh, I hope
he doesn't find them.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Hey, Giant,
you're getting warm.
_________________________________
MORTIMER: Well, don't tell him!
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Behind the jar, stupid.
LUANA: Charlie!
_________________________________
GIANT: Pot roast! Chocolate pot roast!
_________________________________
CHARLIE: He'll have to talk fast
to get out of this one.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well, you leave it to Mickey.
Just watch.
_________________________________
BERGEN: See?
Mickey never misses a trick.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Yeah, a couple more good
ideas like that, and they're finished.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well, I'll admit
the little fellows are in a bad fix.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Anybody wanna buy
a tall, thin mouse?
_________________________________
BERGEN: No, thank you. I mean no.
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Looks like
their goose is cooked.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Oh, fate may yet deal them
a winning hand.
_________________________________
-CHARLIE: She could be my weakness.
-(HARP STRUMMING)
_________________________________
BERGEN: There might still be a chance
of escape
_________________________________
CHARLIE: If she can't, I know who can.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Shh.
Let's all be quiet now and see.
_________________________________
BERGEN: Well,
it looks like success at last.
_________________________________
LUANA: Oh!
_________________________________
CHARLIE: Ha.
Should have left well enough alone.
_________________________________
BERGEN: And there goes the giant!
_________________________________
BERGEN: What's the matter, Mortimer?
_________________________________
-(CREAKING)
-MORTIMER: Oh!
_________________________________
LUANA: Oh, Mr. Bergen!
_________________________________
-No!
-MORTIMER: Yeah.
Melody Time
_________________________________
NARRATOR: A memory of
wintertime long ago,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Freddy Martin,
an ardent admirer of the classics,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: On the pages
of American folklore,
_________________________________
DENNIS: Well, sir, every time
I see an apple blossom sky,
_________________________________
DENNIS: Working, singing,
carefree and gay.
_________________________________
DENNIS: Poor Johnny.
_________________________________
ANGEL: "Well,
what's holding you, Johnny?"
_________________________________
DENNIS: Says a voice.
_________________________________
ANGEL: Go on. Go on out west,
if that's your choice.
_________________________________
DENNIS: Well, sir, it was an angel.
_________________________________
DENNIS: Well, sir,
that's how it all began.
_________________________________
DENNIS: Well, as time went by,
_________________________________
WOMAN: Come and get it!
The dinner's on, the table's set.
_________________________________
DENNIS: Yep, Johnny did bring
folks a heap of happiness.
_________________________________
ANGEL: I'm fine. And how be you?
_________________________________
DENNIS: Well, sir,
now you know the reason why
_________________________________
JOHNNY: The lord is good to me
_________________________________
NARRATOR: There's drama,
there's excitement,
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
There's poetry in trees they say.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: To the intoxicating
rhythm of the samba,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Here's a tall tale
straight from the Chuck wagon.
_________________________________
ROY: Now, here on the map
of the old U.S.,
_________________________________
COWBOY 1: Amen.
ROY: There's other states around.
_________________________________
COWBOY 1: Wyoming.
COWBOY 2: Milwaukee.
_________________________________
-And long island sound.
-ROY: Right!
_________________________________
COWBOY 3:
That there is the Pecos river.
_________________________________
ROY: She was pure alkali.
COWBOY 2: Just naturally mean water.
_________________________________
COWBOY 1: Why,
the buzzards won't even touch it.
_________________________________
ROY: Into this fertile garden spot,
once there come a prairie cart.
_________________________________
-Four hound dogs.
-COWBOY 1: And a couple of cats.
_________________________________
ROY: All a-goin' west,
a-lookin' for elbow room.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: Sure could use
some of the same.
_________________________________
ROY: Crossin' the Pecos riverbed,
_________________________________
-Yep, it was bill.
-COWBOY 2: Poor little critter.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: Homeless as a poker chip.
_________________________________
ROY: For the stork had
delivered a dividend.
_________________________________
-Plum unusual!
-COWBOY 2: Yep!
_________________________________
COWBOY 1: Shucks.
_________________________________
COWBOY 2: Headed straight
or that ol' chuckwagon.
_________________________________
ROY: So, what followed
as a natural fact,
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: Outloped the antelope.
_________________________________
COWBOY 1:
Outjumped the Jack rabbit.
_________________________________
COWBOY 4: Yeah, Bill even
outhissed the rattlesnake.
_________________________________
ROY: Now, 50 to one
weren't no fair fight.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: Yep, Bill became
a rootin', tootin' cowboy!
_________________________________
ROY: Yep, them was happy days
for Bill and that horse.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: Looked like nothin'
could ever come between 'em.
_________________________________
COWBOY 2: Then it happened.
_________________________________
ROY: Now, Bill was happy
that fateful day.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: Happy as a hog
in a turnip patch.
_________________________________
ROY: And then...
_________________________________
-She was strange.
-COWBOY 1: Unusual!
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: Yeah,
but powerfully stimulatin'.
_________________________________
COWBOY 2: Like a slug of rye
on an empty stomach.
_________________________________
ROY: Gave him a right peculiar feelin'.
Set his senses plum to reelin'.
_________________________________
COWBOY 2: Yep, I'amour
had come to Pecos Bill.
_________________________________
COWBOY 1: Widowmaker
was plum puzzled.
_________________________________
ROY: Looked like trouble to him.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: And he sure was right.
_________________________________
ROY: And so,
Sue named the weddin' day.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: That there happy blushin'
bride was bustin' out with girlish pride.
_________________________________
ROY: But Bill had promised Slue-Foot
Sue a ride on Widowmaker too.
_________________________________
COWBOY 1: Well, here comes
the answer, fit to be tied.
_________________________________
ROY: Widowmaker was plum irritated.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3:
But that didn't bother sue none.
_________________________________
ROY: She walked right up
to that critter's side.
_________________________________
ROY: And then, that bustle.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: Underneath
them frills and flounces,
_________________________________
ROY: And Sue took off
like a Roman candle.
_________________________________
COWBOY 2: Sure looked
like she was a goner.
_________________________________
ROY: But no, here come a ray of hope.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: Shucks,
Bill was never knowed to miss.
_________________________________
ROY: Bill was calm, confident.
_________________________________
COWBOY 3: How it come to happen,
nobody could never figure out.
_________________________________
ROY: She was off again
on her heavenly flight.
_________________________________
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad
_________________________________NARRATOR: If you were asked
choose the most fabulous character
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Poor MacBadger.
He'd reached the end of his rope.
_________________________________
TOAD: Tally-ho!
_________________________________
TOAD: The open road.
The dusty highway.
_________________________________
CYRIL: Ahem!
_________________________________
-Splendid.
-RAT: This is serious.
_________________________________
RAT: You're fast becoming
a menace to society.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Mania. That's it.
That's what it was.
_________________________________
RAT: That's better.
And you can't escape.
_________________________________
MAN: Toad arrested!
_________________________________
JUDGE: Next witness.
CLERK: Mr. Angus MacBadger!
_________________________________
COUNSEL FOR CROWN:
Gentlemen of the jury, the Crown rests.
_________________________________
RAT: Moley.
_________________________________
CLERK: Cyril Proudbottom.
_________________________________
CYRIL: The barman,
a codger named Winky,
_________________________________
-CYRIL: The guvnor answered...
-That car must be mine.
_________________________________
CLERK: Mr. Winky. Mr. Winky.
_________________________________
MAN: Toad guilty!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: News of Toad's disgrace
rocked the nation.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Yes, once again
it was a white Christmas.
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NARRATOR: Alas, for good intentions,
Toad was incurable.
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MAN: Halt!
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POLICEMAN: You fellows over there,
you see him?
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NARRATOR: Gad!
What perfectly ripping luck.
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MAN: There he goes.
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-POLICEMAN: Where?
-Over there!
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NARRATOR: Blockheads, let them
scour the countryside.
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-MALE: Open up! Open up, I say!
-The police!
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RAT: MacBadger.
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WEASELS: Winky!
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WEASEL: Hip, hip...
_________________________________
NARRATOR: It was an excellent plan,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Phew!
That was a close one.
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MOLE: Oh, look. They're all asleep.
_________________________________
MacBADGER: Lads, they're drunk.
They're been hitting the bottle.
_________________________________
-But where's Winky?
-RAT: There he is.
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MacBADGER: Shh.
He's got the paper on him.
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WINKY: After it.
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TOAD: Ahem!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: And so it was
a happy ending after all.
_________________________________
TOAD: Hello, you fellows.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: (LAUGHS) Oh, yes.
That J. Thadd was quite a lad.
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BROM: Yahoo!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: It was inevitable
such a man as Ichabod
_________________________________
ICHABOD: (THINKING)
Ah, Katrina, my love.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Truth to say, every portal
_________________________________
KATRINA: Yoo-hoo!
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NARRATOR:
In the very witching hour of night,
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BROM: Once you cross that bridge,
my friends,
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Cinderella
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00:00:00–00:09:59
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NARRATOR: Once upon a time,in a faraway land,
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00:10:00–00:19:59
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CINDERELLA: Breakfast time.Everybody up. Hurry, hurry.
_________________________________
JAQ: Uh-oh, Lucify.
How're we gonna get out?
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Oh, there you are.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Stop that.
Go on, shoo, shoo.
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-(BELLS RINGING)
-WOMAN 1: Cinderella!
_________________________________
-WOMAN 1: Cinderella!
-(BELL RINGING)
_________________________________
WOMAN 2: Cinderella!
CINDERELLA: I'm coming.
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00:20:00–00:29:59
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DRIZELLA: Huh. As if you care._________________________________
CINDERELLA:
Good morning, Anastasia.
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ANASTASIA: Well, it's about time.
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER:
Well, come in, child, come in.
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ANASTASIA: Oh! Oh, Mother.
Oh, Mother!
_________________________________
-Now what did you do?
-ANASTASIA: Oh!
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Cinderella!
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER:
Close the door, Cinderella.
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KING: My son has been avoiding his
responsibilities long enough.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: (SINGING) High
_________________________________
-Thank you.
-JAQ: From the King!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Ohhh
_________________________________
-DRIZELLA: It's her fault.
-Girls, girls. Remember,
_________________________________
-That means I can go, too.
-DRIZELLA: Ha!
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00:30:00–00:39:59
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-GUS: It'll be easy.
_________________________________
-a ruffle, something for a collar...
-DRIZELLA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: And this, too, my slippers.
Don't forget...
_________________________________
-Press my skirt and mind the ruffle.
-STEPMOTHER: Cinderella?
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: I don't see why everyone
else has nice things to wear,
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: You should talk.
These beads!
_________________________________
-Trash.
-ANASTASIA: Oh, I hate this.
_________________________________
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00:40:00–00:49:59
_________________________________
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-CINDERELLA: Wait!
_________________________________
MOUSE: Oh, looky.
_________________________________
JAQ: Isn't it wonderful?
_________________________________
FAIRY GODMOTHER:
Oh, this really is nice.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Oh, poor Lucifer.
_________________________________
FAIRY GODMOTHER:
But tonight, for a change,
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PAGE: Princess Frederica
Eugenie de la Fontain.
_________________________________
PAGE: Mademoiselle Leonora
Mercedes de la Tour.
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PAGE: Mademoiselles
Drizella and Anastasia Tremaine.
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00:50:00–00:59:59
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That's one thing in her favor.
_________________________________
KING: And remember,
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Nor I.
_________________________________
DUKE: Guard! Guard!
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: I'm sorry.
_________________________________
-Oh, well, it's over and...
-JAQ: Cinderelly.
_________________________________
KING: Well, come in.
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01:00:00–01:09:59
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_________________________________
CINDERELLA: (SOBBING)
Please. Please.
_________________________________
-DRIVER: Whoa.
-(BUGLE SOUNDS)
_________________________________
-I'm so excited, I don't know what I'll do.
-STEPMOTHER: Girls.
_________________________________
-How can she stand there...
-STEPMOTHER: Girls.
_________________________________
DUKE: What? Tea? (YAWNING)
_________________________________
ANASTASIA:
Oh, it's the right foot, but...
_________________________________
-I can get you out.
-CINDERELLA: You've got the key!
_________________________________
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01:10:00–01:19:59
_________________________________
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-CINDERELLA: Your Grace?
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Pay no attention.
DRIZELLA: It's Cinderella.
_________________________________
Alice in Wonderland
_________________________________ALICE: Oh, dear.
_________________________________
DOORKNOB: This won't do at all.
_________________________________
ALICE: Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo!
_________________________________
-Yes, but...
-DODO: All right, let's have it now.
_________________________________
DODO: Look lively.
_________________________________
-I'm late.
-DODO: Don't step on the fish.
_________________________________
DODO: Watch it. Stop kicking that
mackerel. Brilliant. Jolly well done.
_________________________________
TWEDDLEDEE:
Mr. Walrus, said the carpenter
_________________________________
-The time has come
-TWEEDLEDEE: The walrus said
_________________________________
TWEEDLEDEE: But Mother Oyster
winked her eye
_________________________________
-And stay right here
-TWEEDLEDEE: Mum said
_________________________________
TWEEDLEDEE:
But answer there came none
_________________________________
TWEEDLEDUM: And this was
scarcely odd because
_________________________________
RABBIT: Mary Ann. Drat that girl.
Where could she have put them?
_________________________________
RABBIT:
A monster, Dodo, in my house.
_________________________________
-Thank goodness.
-RABBIT: What is it?
_________________________________
-Curious butterflies.-FLOWER: Bread-and-butterflies.
_________________________________
-FLOWER: Naturally.
-I beg your pardon, but did you...
_________________________________
FLOWER: Ever see an Alice
with a blossom like that?
_________________________________
-It is not.
-ALICE: Well, it is to me.
_________________________________
CATERPILLAR: Stop!
_________________________________
HARE: If there are no objections,
let it be unanimous
_________________________________
HATTER: A very merry unbirthday
HARE: A very merry unbirthday
_________________________________
-You must have a cup of tea.
-ALICE: That would be nice.
_________________________________
COMMANDER: Cards, halt!
_________________________________
-And the king.
-CARD: Hooray!
_________________________________
COMMANDER: Shuffle deck!
_________________________________
QUEEN: Someone's head
will roll for this.
_________________________________
RABBIT: The March Hare.
_________________________________
RABBIT: The Mad Hatter.
_________________________________
Peter Pan
_________________________________
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00:00:00–00:09:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
NARRATOR:All this has happened before.
_________________________________
JOHN: Blast you, Peter Pan!
_________________________________
WENDY: Oh, Nana, must we always
take that nasty tonic?
_________________________________
MICHAEL: Take that!
_________________________________
MICHAEL: And I'll cut you to pieces.
_________________________________
-Aha!
-JOHN: Ouch!
_________________________________
-(BOTH BOYS GRUNTING)
-MICHAEL: Take that!
_________________________________
MICHAEL: Oh, no, you won't.
_________________________________
JOHN: Aha, I got ya.
_________________________________
MICHAEL: You didn't either.
You never touched me.
_________________________________
JOHN: Oh, not you Father.
You see he's Peter Pan.
_________________________________
-MICHAEL: And John's Captain Hook.
-Yes, yes, of course.
_________________________________
-I don't know.
-JOHN: The map then.
_________________________________
-Where's the treasure map?
-MICHAEL: It got lost.
_________________________________
-JOHN: And Wendy says...
-Wendy? Story?
_________________________________
-GEORGE: Oh... Ah...
-(SCREECHING)
_________________________________
WENDY: Mmm. Nana had it.
_________________________________
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00:10:00–00:19:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
GEORGE: No wonder Wendygets these idiotic ideas.
_________________________________
PETER: Jumped at me, the other night
at the window.
_________________________________
WENDY:
Well, what were you doing there?
_________________________________
PETER: I came to listen to the stories.
_________________________________
WENDY: I'm so glad
you came back tonight.
_________________________________
WENDY: Bu... But where are we going?
_________________________________
PETER: To Never Land.
_________________________________
-Never Land!
-PETER: You'll never grow up there.
_________________________________
WENDY: Oh, Peter,
it will be so wonderful.
_________________________________
PETER: Stop! Stop it, Tink!
_________________________________
-PETER: Hello.
-Oh, look, a firefly.
_________________________________
-What's the pixie doing?
-PETER: Talking.
_________________________________
WENDY AND JOHN: Dust?
MICHAEL: Dust?
_________________________________
PETER: Yep.
_________________________________
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00:20:00–00:29:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
MAN: Peter Pan..._________________________________
SMEE: (SINGING)
Oh, a pirate's life is a wonderful like
_________________________________
-MAN: Peter Pan ahoy!
-What? What? Where away?
_________________________________
HOOK: Elevation 65.
SMEE: Elevation 65.
_________________________________
JOHN: By Jove!
And the Indian encampment!
_________________________________
WENDY: Tinker Bell! Wait!
_________________________________
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00:30:00–00:39:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
RABBIT: Well, she said you said
to shoot it down.
_________________________________
PETER: Tinker Bell. Tink!
_________________________________
PETER: You're charged
with high treason, Tink.
_________________________________
-PETER: John, you be the leader.
-I shall try to be worthy of my post.
_________________________________
WENDY: Oh, Michael, do be careful.
_________________________________
JOHN: Remember,
the Indian is cunning...
_________________________________
MERMAID 1: I'm so glad to see you.
_________________________________
-Tell us one of your adventures.
-MERMAID 2: Something's exciting.
_________________________________
-MERMAID 3: Too good for us, eh?
-Peter!
_________________________________
PETER: They've captured Tiger Lily.
_________________________________
HOOK: Now, me dear princess,
this is me proposition.
_________________________________
HOOK: Remember,
_________________________________
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00:40:00–00:49:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
comin' to his senses.
_________________________________
PETER: (AS HOOK) Mr. Smee!
_________________________________
-Try your luck, Mr. Smee?
-HOOK: Let him have it!
_________________________________
HOOK: Well, come on, you idiot!
Blast him!
_________________________________
PETER: Oh, Mr. Crocodile,
do you like codfish?
_________________________________
JOHN: He's delivering an oration
in sign language.
_________________________________
JOHN: He says,
"Peter Pan, mighty warrior.
_________________________________
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00:50:00–00:59:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
-"Start at Pegleg Point".
_________________________________
HOOK: Forty paces west
of Blindman's Bluff.
_________________________________
WENDY: Michael! Take off
that war paint and get ready for bed.
_________________________________
-But we're going home in the morning.
-JOHN: Home!
_________________________________
-WENDY: And...
-Oh, Wendy, we don't want to go home.
_________________________________
WENDY: (SINGING) You mother
_________________________________
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01:00:00–01:09:59
_________________________________
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-(SCREAMS)
-HOOK: All right, men. Take them away.
_________________________________
SMEE: Oh, captain, you did it.
_________________________________
SMEE: Sort of a surprise package,
you might say.
_________________________________
HOOK: Could he but see
within the package,
_________________________________
HOOK: But time grows short.
_________________________________
PETER: Twelve seconds.
_________________________________
MICHAEL: Wendy! Wendy!
_________________________________
MAN: No splash.
MAN 2: No sign of the wrench.
_________________________________
MAN 3: Did you hear a splash?
_________________________________
MAN 4: I'm telling you, mates,
it's a black day.
_________________________________
MAN 5: Mark me words.
We'll all pay for this.
_________________________________
-Who's next?
-PETER: You're next, Hook!
_________________________________
HOOK: Don't stand there, you bilge rats!
_________________________________
MAN: After the brats, men!
_________________________________
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01:10:00–01:19:59
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_________________________________
PETER: Hoist anchor!
_________________________________
MARY: Wendy!
_________________________________
WENDY: All except the Lost Boys.
They weren't quite ready.
_________________________________
GEORGE: Well, my dear,
all in good time.
_________________________________
Lady and the Tramp
_________________________________
JIM: It's for you, Darling.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
_________________________________
JIM: Well, it has a ribbon.
_________________________________
JIM: Come on, Lady. Over here.
_________________________________
DARLING: But Jim Dear, are you sure
she'll be warm enough?
_________________________________
JIM: Why, of course, Darling.
She'll be snug as a bug in a...
_________________________________
DARLING: Look, she's lonesome.
_________________________________
JIM: Now, Darling, if we're going
to show her who's master,
_________________________________
JIM: Lady.
_________________________________
JIM: Lady. Quiet, now. You hear me?
_________________________________
DARLING: Jim, dear.
_________________________________
DARLING: Oh, Jim.
_________________________________
_________________________________
JIM: What?
_________________________________
JIM: All right.
_________________________________
JIM: All right.
_________________________________
JIM: (YAWNING)
All right, Lady. All right.
_________________________________
DARLING: What's wrong, Jim?
What is it?
What is it?
_________________________________
JIM: Can't you explain to Lady
about Sundays?
about Sundays?
_________________________________
JIM: Have you noticed, Darling,
since we've had Lady,
_________________________________
DARLING: Yes, I just don't know
how we ever got along without her.
_________________________________
JIM: Say, she must be about
six months old.
_________________________________
DARLING: Hope it fits.
_________________________________
LADY: Jock.
_________________________________
JIM: Hello, there, Lady.
_________________________________
JIM: You know, darling, with Lady
here, I'd say life is quite complete.
_________________________________
JIM: You know, darling, with Lady
here, I'd say life is quite complete.
_________________________________
DARLING: Yes, dear.
_________________________________
JOE: (SINGING)
A beautiful day to make pizza
_________________________________
DOGCATCHER: Hey.
What's going on over there?
_________________________________
DOGCATCHER: Why, you mangy
mutt. Hey. Let go. Let go of me.
_________________________________
JOCK: Good morning, lassie.
DOGCATCHER: Hey.
What's going on over there?
_________________________________
DOGCATCHER: Why, you mangy
mutt. Hey. Let go. Let go of me.
_________________________________
JOCK: Good morning, lassie.
_________________________________
JIM: Down, Lady, down.
_________________________________
DARLING: Of course I am.
Why shouldn't I be?
_________________________________
JIM: I just can't help worrying.
_________________________________
DARLING: No, Lady. No walk today.
_________________________________
DARLING: No, Lady.
_________________________________
DARLING: No, Lady. No walk today.
_________________________________
DARLING: No, Lady.
_________________________________
JOCK: Well, they resemble humans.
_________________________________
TRUSTY: But I'd say a mite smaller.
_________________________________
TRUSTY: But I'd say a mite smaller.
_________________________________
JOCK: Aye, and they walk on all fours.
_________________________________
TRUSTY: And if I remember correctly,
they bellow a lot.
_________________________________
JIM: Uh-huh.
_________________________________
JIM: Darling?
_________________________________
DARLING: I'm afraid not.
Nobody ever knows for certain.
_________________________________
JIM: Darling, are you sure
you want watermelon?
_________________________________
DARLING: Mmm-hmm.
_________________________________
WOMAN 1: That's the cutest thing
I ever saw.
_________________________________
WOMAN 2: What darling little booties.
_________________________________
WOMAN 1: That bonnet.
WOMAN 2: Isn't it just too adorable?
_________________________________
WOMAN 3: Don't you love showers?
_________________________________
WOMAN 4: I've her seen you
look more beautiful.
_________________________________
WOMAN 5: Isn't she absolutely radiant?
_________________________________
WOMAN 6: Radiant. That's what
I told Bill yesterday.
_________________________________
MAN 1: Jim, you look terrible.
_________________________________
MAN 2: Absolutely horrible.
_________________________________
MAN 1: I never saw you look worse.
_________________________________
MAN 3: Cheer up, Jim. Old Doc Jones
has never lost a father yet.
_________________________________
JIM: Yes, Aunt Sarah, it's a boy.
_________________________________
DOCTOR: Yes, yes, I know.
_________________________________
JIM: A boy.
_________________________________
SARAH: Hello? Hello, Jim?
Are you there, Jim?
Are you there, Jim?
_________________________________
LADY: What is a baby?
_________________________________
DARLING: There, now.
Little star sweeper. Dream on.
Little star sweeper. Dream on.
_________________________________
JIM: Well, that should do it.
_________________________________
DARLING: Jim, I just can't leave him.
_________________________________
JIM: He'll be all right.
_________________________________
DARLING: Jim, I feel so guilty
deserting him like this.
_________________________________
JIM: Nonsense.
_________________________________
DARLING: She thinks
we're running out on him.
_________________________________
JIM: Don't worry, old girl.
We'll be back in a few days.
We'll be back in a few days.
_________________________________
DARLING: And Aunt Sarah will be here.
_________________________________
-JIM: With you here to help her...
-(DOOR BELL JINGLING)
_________________________________
SARAH: Sorry I'm date, dears.
Hope I haven't kept you waiting.
Hope I haven't kept you waiting.
_________________________________
JIM: Let me take your things.
SARAH: No.
_________________________________
JIM: Goodbye.
DARLING: Goodbye.
DARLING: Goodbye.
_________________________________
SARAH: Now to see
that big nephew of mine.
that big nephew of mine.
_________________________________
SARAH: Coochie-coochie-coo.
_________________________________
SARAH: What's going on down there?
_________________________________
SALESMAN: Good afternoon, ma'am.
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
_________________________________
LADY: The sign says...
_________________________________
TRAMP: Alligators. Now there's an idea.
_________________________________
TRAMP: Alligators. Now there's an idea.
_________________________________
BEAVER: Timber.
_________________________________
-TRAMP: Yeah, but...
-Gotta get this log moving, sonny.
_________________________________
TRAMP: The hauling. Exactly.
_________________________________
LADY: But when she put
that horrible muzzle on me...
_________________________________
TONY: What's this?
_________________________________
TONY: What's the matter for you, Joe?
I break your face.
_________________________________
LADY: But when she put
that horrible muzzle on me...
_________________________________
TONY: What's this?
_________________________________
TONY: What's the matter for you, Joe?
I break your face.
_________________________________
JOE: Okay, Tony, you the boss.
_________________________________
TONY: Butch, he says
he wants two spaghetti speciale.
_________________________________
TONY: Butch, he says
he wants two spaghetti speciale.
_________________________________
TOUGHY: Hey.
Hey, Dachsie, how we coming?
_________________________________
-while I check her licence number.
-BILL: Okay.
_________________________________
LADY: Where is he taking him?
_________________________________
BULL: Let's see. There's been Lulu.
_________________________________
BILL: You're too nice a girl
to be in this place.
_________________________________
JOCK: Lassie.
_________________________________
LADY: Where is he taking him?
_________________________________
BULL: Let's see. There's been Lulu.
_________________________________
BILL: You're too nice a girl
to be in this place.
_________________________________
JOCK: Lassie.
_________________________________
-But...
-TRAMP: Oh, Pigeon.
_________________________________
TRAMP: What's wrong, Pidge?
_________________________________
SARAH: Hello? Hello.
_________________________________
JIM: Darling, look.
_________________________________
SARAH: If you want my advice,
you'll destroy that animal at once.
_________________________________
SARAH: If you want my advice,
you'll destroy that animal at once.
_________________________________
DOGCATCHER: Don't worry, ma'am.
_________________________________
DARLING: What do you suppose...
JIM: Say, what's going on here?
_________________________________
DOGCATCHER:
Just picking up a stray, mister.
_________________________________
JIM: Aunt Sarah.
JIM: Aunt Sarah.
DARLING: Aunt Sarah. Aunt Sarah!
_________________________________
JIM: Aunt Sarah.
JIM: Aunt Sarah.
DARLING: Aunt Sarah.
_________________________________
SARAH: Thank goodness
I got there in time. There they were...
I got there in time. There they were...
_________________________________
JIM: No, I'm sure
there must be some mistake.
there must be some mistake.
_________________________________
SARAH: Watch out. That dog's loose.
Keep her away.
_________________________________
JIM: Nonsense.
She's trying to tell us something.
_________________________________
JIM: What are you try...
Darling, Aunt Sarah, come here.
_________________________________
JIM: What are you try...
Darling, Aunt Sarah, come here.
_________________________________
DARLING: What is it, Jim?
_________________________________
TRUSTY: Come on.
We got to stop that wagon.
_________________________________
TRUSTY: Come on.
We got to stop that wagon.
_________________________________
DOGCATCHER: Easy. Go on, get away.
_________________________________
JIM: All right, everybody,
watch the birdy.
_________________________________
DARLING: Visitors?
_________________________________
JIM: All right, boy. We'll let them in.
_________________________________
DARLING: No, no, not you, young man.
_________________________________
JIM: Well, Merry Christmas.
_________________________________
DARLING: No, no, not you, young man.
_________________________________
JIM: Well, Merry Christmas.
_________________________________
DARLING: In the kitchen, Jim Dear.
_________________________________
Sleeping Beauty
_________________________________
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00:00:00–00:09:59
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_________________________________
NARRATOR:In a faraway land long ago,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Yes,
they named her after the dawn,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Thus,
on this great and joyous day
_________________________________
NARRATOR:
Fondly had these monarchs dreamed
_________________________________
HERALD: Their most honored
and exalted excellencies,
_________________________________
-Your Majesties.
-FAIRIES: Your Majesties.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Why, it's Maleficent.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Just do your best, dear.
_________________________________
FLORA: Yes, go on.
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:10:00–00:19:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
NARRATOR: But King Stefan,_________________________________
FLORA: She'll be perfectly safe.
_________________________________
FLORA: Why not?
_________________________________
FAUNA: Oh, I'd like that.
_________________________________
FAUNA: That's right.
_________________________________
FLORA: Uh-huh.
_________________________________
MERRYWEATHER: Flora?
_________________________________
NARRATOR: So, the King and
his queen watched with heavy hearts
_________________________________
NARRATOR: And so, for 16 long years,
_________________________________
NARRATOR: On this, her 16th birthday,
the good fairies had planned a party.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Don't forget a pretty bow.
_________________________________
FLORA: Yes,
and raise the shoulder line.
_________________________________
MERRYWEATHER: Yes, but how
are we gonna get her out of the house?
_________________________________
FLORA: Oh, I'll think of something.
_________________________________
FLORA: Oh, we need more, dear.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Lots, lots more.
_________________________________
FLORA: (GIGGLES) Yes.
_________________________________
FAUNA: Goodbye, dear.
_________________________________
MERRYWEATHER: Goodbye.
FLORA: Goodbye.
_________________________________
-A real birthday party.
-FAUNA: With a real birthday cake.
_________________________________
FLORA: No magic!
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:20:00–00:29:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
FAUNA:That's for the feet to go through.
_________________________________
PHILLIP: Whoa!
_________________________________
PHILLIP: You know, Samson,
_________________________________
AURORA: Why, it's my dream prince.
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:30:00–00:39:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
PHILLIP: But don't you remember?
We've met before.
_________________________________
PHILLIP: Who are you?
What's your name?
_________________________________
AURORA: Hmm?
_________________________________
PHILLIP: Never?
_________________________________
-Surprise! Surprise!
-FAIRIES: Surprise! Surprise!
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:40:00–00:49:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
STEFAN: Right, Hubert. To the future.
_________________________________
HUBERT: (SIGHS)
Ah, excellent vintage.
_________________________________
STEFAN: Well, I suppose in time...
_________________________________
HUBERT: Of course! To the home!
_________________________________
HUBERT: Getting my Phillip,
aren't you?
_________________________________
STEFAN: Yes, but...
_________________________________
HUBERT: Want to see
our grandchildren, don't we?
_________________________________
STEFAN: Now, be reasonable, Hubert.
_________________________________
MAN: His royal highness Prince Phillip!
_________________________________
FLORA: Bolt the door, Merryweather.
_________________________________
FAUNA:
Oh, why did we leave her alone?
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:50:00–00:59:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
FLORA: (ECHOING) Rose,
don't touch anything!
_________________________________
MALEFICENT: Touch the spindle.
_________________________________
MERRYWEATHER: Rose.
FAUNA: Oh, Rose.
_________________________________
FLORA: (CRYING)
Oh, I'll never forgive myself.
_________________________________
FAUNA: (CRYING) We're all to blame.
_________________________________
HERALD: The sun has set!
_________________________________
-They're not going to.
-MERRYWEATHER: They aren't? But...
_________________________________
MALEFICENT: Come in.
_________________________________
_________________________________
01:00:00–01:09:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
101 Dalmatians
_________________________________PONGO: My story begins in London.
_________________________________
PONGO: For a while, it seemed to work.
_________________________________
PONGO: But I wasn't giving up.
_________________________________
ROGER: I'm terribly sorry.
_________________________________
ANITA: Never mind. Never mind.
_________________________________
MAN: Wilt thou love her, comfort her,
_________________________________
ROGER: I will.
_________________________________
PONGO: For the first six months or so,
_________________________________
PONGO: Oh, that's Nanny,
a wonderful cook and housekeeper.
_________________________________
ROGER: (SINGING)
Be down in a minute
_________________________________
ROGER: Oh, must be Cruella,
your dearly devoted old school mate.
_________________________________
-Anita, darling!
-ANITA: How are you?
_________________________________
ANITA: Roger, you are an idiot!
_________________________________
PONGO: Poor Perdita.
Of course, she had no choice.
_________________________________
NANNY: The puppies are here!
_________________________________
-ANITA: Eleven.
-Eleven.
_________________________________
-Oh, 15!
-ROGER: Fifteen?
_________________________________
ROGER: Fifteen puppies?
_________________________________
ROGER: Never.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Look at him, run the old coward.
_________________________________
PERDY: Why, Patch, where did
you ever hear such talk?
_________________________________
-Watch out, Thunder.
-PATCH: Don't worry, Penny.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Lucky, get down.
We can't see. Get down.
_________________________________
PUPPY 2: Mother, make him get down.
_________________________________
PUPPY: There he is, behind that rock.
_________________________________
PATCH: See? What did I tell you?
That's one of his tricks.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Lucky, get down.
_________________________________
MAN ON TV: Don't miss next week's
episode. Who will triumph?
_________________________________
PONGO: One, two, three, four,
_________________________________
CRUELLA: "Dognapping!" Tsk-tsk.
Can you imagine such a thing?
_________________________________
-Jasper! Jasper!
-CRUELLA: Do you understand?
_________________________________
JASPER: Not you, miss.
I mean Horace!
_________________________________
ROGER: Maybe Scotland Yard.
_________________________________
-CRUELLA: Is Anita there?
-Who?
_________________________________
-Hello?
-CRUELLA: Anita, darling.
_________________________________
-ANITA: Oh, Cruella.
-Oh, Anita.
_________________________________
ANITA: Yes, Cruella.
It was quite a shock.
_________________________________
ROGER: She's a sly one.
_________________________________
ANITA: We're doing everything possible.
_________________________________
CRUELLA: Have you called the police?
ANITA: Yes, Scotland Yard.
_________________________________
-CRUELLA: Anita!
-Sorry, Cruella.
_________________________________
-What more do you want?
-ROGER: I don't know, darling.
_________________________________
MAN: Ah, shut up!
_________________________________
MAN: (SHOUTING) Will you be quiet?
_________________________________
COLONEL: Just the same,
use extreme caution.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Those two blokes,
Horace and Jasper.
_________________________________
GREAT DANE: When you reach
Withermarsh, contract old Towser.
_________________________________
COLONEL: Come now, Tibs.
Don't be ridiculous.
_________________________________
MAN ON TV: I'm sorry, Mr. Simpkins.
The answer's no, no, no.
_________________________________
HORACE: But they ain't big enough.
_________________________________
JASPER: Aw, please, miss. Have pity.
_________________________________
HORACE: We want to see
What's My Crime?
_________________________________
HORACE: Hey, Jasper, look!
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: Mr. Fauncewater
is a burglar by trade,
_________________________________
MISS BIRDWELL: So sorry.
Did you do someone in?
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: No, Miss Birdwell,
I'm sorry. The answer is no.
_________________________________
MR. SIMPKINS: Could it be a
violation of a city ordinance?
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: Three down,
sevem to go. Inspector?
_________________________________
INSPECTOR:
Very confusing, I must say.
_________________________________
JASPER: Ain't that always the way!
Withermarsh, contract old Towser.
_________________________________
COLONEL: Come now, Tibs.
Don't be ridiculous.
_________________________________
MAN ON TV: I'm sorry, Mr. Simpkins.
The answer's no, no, no.
_________________________________
HORACE: But they ain't big enough.
_________________________________
JASPER: Aw, please, miss. Have pity.
_________________________________
HORACE: We want to see
What's My Crime?
_________________________________
HORACE: Hey, Jasper, look!
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: Mr. Fauncewater
is a burglar by trade,
_________________________________
MISS BIRDWELL: So sorry.
Did you do someone in?
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: No, Miss Birdwell,
I'm sorry. The answer is no.
_________________________________
MR. SIMPKINS: Could it be a
violation of a city ordinance?
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: Three down,
sevem to go. Inspector?
_________________________________
INSPECTOR:
Very confusing, I must say.
_________________________________
JASPER: Ain't that always the way!
_________________________________
JASPER: There they go, Horace,
up the stairs.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Dad! Mother!
_________________________________
PUPPY: Oh, Daddy.
_________________________________
PERDY: What would she want
with so many?
_________________________________
TIBS: It's the Baduns,
Horace and Jasper.
_________________________________
-Good luck, Pongos.
-COLONEL: And never fear.
_________________________________
JASPER: They're hiding in the hay.
JASPER: There they go, Horace,
up the stairs.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Dad! Mother!
_________________________________
PUPPY: Oh, Daddy.
_________________________________
PERDY: What would she want
with so many?
_________________________________
TIBS: It's the Baduns,
Horace and Jasper.
_________________________________
-Good luck, Pongos.
-COLONEL: And never fear.
_________________________________
JASPER: They're hiding in the hay.
_________________________________
-HORACE: I've been thinkin'.
-Now, Horace.
_________________________________
PERDY: Shh, children. Children, shh.
_________________________________
COLLIE: Pongo!
_________________________________
DUCHESS: Anyone who would think
of hurting these puppies...
_________________________________
-Shh! Duchess!
-PRINCESS: They're so dear.
_________________________________
QUEENIE: Princess, shh!
Quiet, everyone.
_________________________________
PERDY: Pongo, there's Cruella.
_________________________________
PERDY: Pongo,
how will we get to the van?
_________________________________
PONGO: I don't know, Perdy.
_________________________________
LUCKY: Mother, Dad,
_________________________________
PONGO: That's the stuff.
The blacker the better.
_________________________________
CRUELLA: Jasper! Horace!
_________________________________
HORACE: We're froze clean
to our bones.
_________________________________
LABRADOR: Run for it!
_________________________________
WOMAN ON RADIO: (SINGING)
You've seen her kind of eyes
_________________________________
ANITA: Roger, what on earth...
_________________________________
ROGER: They're Labradors!
_________________________________
ROGER: Look, Anita,
puppies everywhere.
_________________________________
ANITA: There must be 100!
_________________________________
in letters of gold,
_________________________________
KAY: Why, you clumsy little fool!
_________________________________
KAY: Well, go ahead.
It's your skin, not mine.
_________________________________
ARTHUR: He's alive, and he talks!
Hockety, pockety, wockety, wack
_________________________________
-ARTHUR: But I think it's wonderful.
-Oh. Yes, it is, rather.
_________________________________
MERLIN: How do you expect to amount
to anything without an education?
_________________________________
ARTHUR: Yes, sir.
_________________________________
MERLIN: Yes, of course.
_________________________________
ECTOR: Oh, the devil take it.
_________________________________
-I'm not the Wart's keeper.
-ECTOR: Well, blast it all, I am!
_________________________________
ECTOR: Tiger, Talbert, off with you.
_________________________________
ECTOR: Educated owl?
(LAUGHING)
but then I'm not gone.
_________________________________
-Who goes there?
-PELLINORE: Pellinore.
_________________________________
-Cheers.
-PELLINORE: Cheers, cheers.
_________________________________
ECTOR: Heads up!
_________________________________
ECTOR: Can't you remember
one blasted thing?
_________________________________
-ECTOR: Tight grip on the lance.
-Oh.
_________________________________
MERLIN: He certainly is.
That boy's got real spark.
_________________________________
ARTHUR: Merlin, am I a fish?
Am I a fish?
_________________________________
MERLIN: You merely look like a fish.
ECTOR: Wart! Wart!
_________________________________
-Pin feathers, boy.
-ECTOR: Wart!
_________________________________
ECTOR: He's either out of his head or
there's something fishy going on here.
_________________________________
MERLIN: What a mess.
MERLIN: Wart!
_________________________________
-She sure acts funny.
-MERLIN: She likes you.
_________________________________
MERLIN: I've had enough
of this nonsense.
_________________________________
-ARTHUR: Merlin.
-Oh.
_________________________________
-WOMAN: Madness all over the place.
-Kay!
MERLIN: Now, first of all, lad,
_________________________________
ARTHUR: All of them?
_________________________________
MERLIN: Archimedes.
_________________________________
ARCHIMEDES: Wart! Wart!
ARTHUR:
Change to something else, Merlin.
_________________________________
MERLIN: Madam,
I have not disappeared.
_________________________________
MERLIN: It's not too serious, Madam.
You should recover in a few weeks
MAN: For the crown of all England,
_________________________________
ARCHIMEDES:
You're gonna have a time pulling it out.
_________________________________
ARTHUR: Kay, Kay, here's a sword.
_________________________________
MAN: Yes, prove it.
_________________________________
MAN 2: Come on! Prove it!
_________________________________
-MAN: What's the lad's name?
-Wart.
_________________________________
MAN: Hail, King Arthur!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: So, at last,
the miracle had come to pass
_________________________________
-HORACE: I've been thinkin'.
-Now, Horace.
_________________________________
PERDY: Shh, children. Children, shh.
_________________________________
COLLIE: Pongo!
_________________________________
DUCHESS: Anyone who would think
of hurting these puppies...
_________________________________
-Shh! Duchess!
-PRINCESS: They're so dear.
_________________________________
QUEENIE: Princess, shh!
Quiet, everyone.
_________________________________
PERDY: Pongo, there's Cruella.
_________________________________
PERDY: Pongo,
how will we get to the van?
_________________________________
PONGO: I don't know, Perdy.
_________________________________
LUCKY: Mother, Dad,
_________________________________
PONGO: That's the stuff.
The blacker the better.
_________________________________
CRUELLA: Jasper! Horace!
_________________________________
HORACE: We're froze clean
to our bones.
_________________________________
LABRADOR: Run for it!
_________________________________
WOMAN ON RADIO: (SINGING)
You've seen her kind of eyes
_________________________________
ANITA: Roger, what on earth...
_________________________________
ROGER: They're Labradors!
_________________________________
ROGER: Look, Anita,
puppies everywhere.
_________________________________
ANITA: There must be 100!
_________________________________
The Sword in the Stone
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:00:00–00:09:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
NARRATOR: And below the hilt,in letters of gold,
_________________________________
KAY: Why, you clumsy little fool!
_________________________________
KAY: Well, go ahead.
It's your skin, not mine.
_________________________________
ARTHUR: He's alive, and he talks!
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:10:00–00:19:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
MERLIN: (SINGING)Hockety, pockety, wockety, wack
_________________________________
-ARTHUR: But I think it's wonderful.
-Oh. Yes, it is, rather.
_________________________________
MERLIN: How do you expect to amount
to anything without an education?
_________________________________
ARTHUR: Yes, sir.
_________________________________
MERLIN: Yes, of course.
_________________________________
ECTOR: Oh, the devil take it.
_________________________________
-I'm not the Wart's keeper.
-ECTOR: Well, blast it all, I am!
_________________________________
ECTOR: Tiger, Talbert, off with you.
_________________________________
ECTOR: Educated owl?
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:20:00–00:29:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
MERLIN: I'm gone,but then I'm not gone.
_________________________________
-Who goes there?
-PELLINORE: Pellinore.
_________________________________
-Cheers.
-PELLINORE: Cheers, cheers.
_________________________________
ECTOR: Heads up!
_________________________________
ECTOR: Can't you remember
one blasted thing?
_________________________________
-ECTOR: Tight grip on the lance.
-Oh.
_________________________________
MERLIN: He certainly is.
That boy's got real spark.
_________________________________
ARTHUR: Merlin, am I a fish?
Am I a fish?
_________________________________
MERLIN: You merely look like a fish.
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:30:00–00:39:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Pin feathers, boy.
-ECTOR: Wart!
_________________________________
ECTOR: He's either out of his head or
there's something fishy going on here.
_________________________________
MERLIN: What a mess.
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:40:00–00:49:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
-She sure acts funny.
-MERLIN: She likes you.
_________________________________
MERLIN: I've had enough
of this nonsense.
_________________________________
-ARTHUR: Merlin.
-Oh.
_________________________________
-WOMAN: Madness all over the place.
-Kay!
_________________________________
_________________________________
00:50:00–00:59:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
ARTHUR: All of them?
_________________________________
MERLIN: Archimedes.
_________________________________
ARCHIMEDES: Wart! Wart!
_________________________________
_________________________________
01:00:00–01:09:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
Change to something else, Merlin.
_________________________________
MERLIN: Madam,
I have not disappeared.
_________________________________
MERLIN: It's not too serious, Madam.
You should recover in a few weeks
_________________________________
_________________________________
01:10:00–01:19:59
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
ARCHIMEDES:
You're gonna have a time pulling it out.
_________________________________
ARTHUR: Kay, Kay, here's a sword.
_________________________________
MAN: Yes, prove it.
_________________________________
MAN 2: Come on! Prove it!
_________________________________
-MAN: What's the lad's name?
-Wart.
_________________________________
MAN: Hail, King Arthur!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: So, at last,
the miracle had come to pass
_________________________________
The Sound of Music
_________________________________VON TRAPP:
Fräulein, this is a large house.
_________________________________
MARIA: Poor little dears.
_________________________________
LOUISA: To visit
Baroness Schraeder again?
_________________________________
KURT: Why would she want to see you?
_________________________________
-BRIGITTA: Really?
-Well, just this once. Come on.
_________________________________
LOUISA AND MARTA:
What kind of things?
_________________________________
-Bunny rabbits!
-KURT: Snakes!
_________________________________
-(SQUEALING)
-BRIGITTA: Chocolate icing!
_________________________________
-No school!
-KURT: Pillow fights!
_________________________________
GRETL: Ladybugs!
MARTA: Cats!
_________________________________
-KURT: Rats!
-A good sneeze!
_________________________________
-KURT: Ah-choo!
-Gesundheit!
_________________________________
-(CHILDREN GIGGLING)
-BRIGITTA: Where are we going?
_________________________________
-LOUISA: Fräulein Maria.
-Mm-hm?
_________________________________
KURT: I haven't had so much fun
since the day we put glue
_________________________________
-BRIGITTA: Oh, it's easy.
-But why do it?
_________________________________
MARTA: What are we going to do?
_________________________________
MARTA: Father doesn't like us to sing.
_________________________________
LOUISA: We don't even
know how to sing.
_________________________________
LIESL: No.
_________________________________
GRETL: But how?
_________________________________
VON TRAPP: That's the
Klopmann Monastery Choir.
_________________________________
BARONESS:
Good heavens, what's this?
_________________________________
-LIESL: Ah ah ah ah
-It's singing.
_________________________________
VON TRAPP: (CHUCKLES) Oh.
_________________________________
MARIA: Marta. Curtain!
_________________________________
MARIA: High on a hill
was a lonely goatherd
_________________________________
MARIA: Marta! Marta!
_________________________________
MARIA: A prince on the bridge
of a castle moat heard
_________________________________
MARIA: One little girl
in a pale pink coat heard
_________________________________
MARIA: Soon her mama
with a gleaming gloat heard
_________________________________
MARIA: Mm-hmm-hmm-hmm
CHILDREN: Mm-hmm-hmm-hmm
_________________________________
MARIA: (BLEATING) Laydee-o-di
laydee-o-di-ay-woo-woo
_________________________________
BRIGITTA: She yodeled back
to the lonely goatherd
_________________________________
MARIA: Laydee-o-di laydee-o-di-oo
_________________________________
MARIA: (BLEATING) Laydee-o-di
laydee-o-di-oo
laydee-o-di-oo
_________________________________
-MAX: Bravo!
-Very good!
_________________________________
MAX: Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!
_________________________________
VON TRAPP: Wonderful.
_________________________________
-MARIA: Whew!
-Well done, fräulein.
_________________________________
MAX: Attention! Attention, everyone.
_________________________________
-Oh.
-LIESL: Tell us.
_________________________________
MARIA: Who?
CHILDREN: Yes.
_________________________________
LOUISA: Good night, Father.
GRETL: Good night, Father.
_________________________________
BARONESS: Good night.
VON TRAPP: Good night.
_________________________________
MARTA: Good night, Father.
_________________________________
FRIEDRICH: Good night, Uncle Max.
_________________________________
BRIGITTA: Oh, yes, you are.
_________________________________
GRETL: What's that they're playing?
_________________________________
-Right?
-BRIGITTA: Right.
_________________________________
-(ALL CHATTERING)
-MARIA: Yes, come on!
_________________________________
MARIA: Ladies and gentlemen,
_________________________________
KURT: Two.
MARTA: Three.
_________________________________
LIESL: Four.
_________________________________
-Five.
-BARONESS: Six.
_________________________________
LIESL: Two.
KURT: Seven.
_________________________________
BRIGITTA: Five.
FRIEDRICH: Two!
_________________________________
-KURT: Six.
-Oh!
_________________________________
BARONESS: Isn't this fun?
_________________________________
-Oh, yes.
-LIESL: Eight.
_________________________________
LOUISA: Two.
KURT: Four.
_________________________________
KURT: Baroness Schraeder,
do you mind if we stop now?
_________________________________
LIESL: Ah ah ah ah
_________________________________
LIESL: Ah ah ah ah
_________________________________
LIESL: Ah ah ah ah
_________________________________
-What have we got here?
-BARONESS: Pink lemonade.
_________________________________
-She did in her note.
-LOUISA: That isn't the same thing.
_________________________________
-GRETL: Father.
-Hmm?
_________________________________
-We want her back!
-KURT: She didn't even say goodbye.
_________________________________
BRIGITTA:
Oh, we have to speak to her!
_________________________________
MARTA: Please!
_________________________________
-MARTA: Yes, Father.
-You tell me.
_________________________________
BRIGITTA: We...
LOUISA: Well...
_________________________________
KURT: It's better than starving to death.
_________________________________
LOUISA: We didn't do anything wrong.
We just wanted to see her.
_________________________________
BRIGITTA: When Fräulein Maria
wanted to feel better,
_________________________________
-Silver white winters
-KURT: Fräulein Maria, she's back!
_________________________________
-When the bee stings
-FRIEDRICH: Fräulein Maria!
_________________________________
BRIGITTA: Oh, Father, look!
_________________________________
FRIEDRICH: Fräulein Maria's
come back from the abbey!
_________________________________
BARONESS: There you are!
_________________________________
VON TRAPP: Hello.
_________________________________
ZELLER: Herr Detweiler!
_________________________________
MARTA: Maybe the flag with the black
spider on it makes people nervous.
_________________________________
BRIGITTA: Uncle Max, are you sure
Father will approve
_________________________________
-BRIGITTA: No!
-You're a very intelligent girl.
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-ROLFE: Liesl! Liesl!
_________________________________
KURT: Did you bring us
any souvenirs from Paris?
_________________________________
MARIA: Hello! How are you?
_________________________________
FRIEDRICH:
Why didn't you telephone us?
_________________________________
VON TRAPP: Liesl.
_________________________________
MAX: It strains my back,
it breaks my heart when I think
_________________________________
MARTA: Why doesn't Father
turn the motor on?
_________________________________
LOUISA: What will
Frau Schmidt and Franz say
_________________________________
GRETL: Are Father and Uncle Max
going to push the car
_________________________________
MAX: Yes, um... Here.
_________________________________
MARIA: With jam
CHILDREN: Do Re Mi Do Re Mi
_________________________________
MOTHER ABBESS: Come with me.
_________________________________
MOTHER ABBESS: Quickly!
Quickly! I have a place you can hide.
_________________________________
ZELLER: Open this gate!
_________________________________
ZELLER: Hurry up, woman.
_________________________________
ZELLER: Two men in there!
Six of you, fan out and cover the yard.
_________________________________
MARIA: Oh, Reverend Mother,
we didn't realize
_________________________________
FRIEDRICH: We can do it
without help, Father.
_________________________________
MOTHER ABBESS: Maria.
You will not be alone.
_________________________________
MARTA: I'm scared.
BRIGITTA: Me, too.
_________________________________
LIEUTENANT: Come on.
Let's try the roof.
_________________________________
VON TRAPP: No, wait!
_________________________________
ROLFE: It's you we want, not them.
_________________________________
VON TRAPP: Put that down.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Many strange legends
are told of these jungles of India,
_________________________________
RAMA: But the boy cannot
survive alone in the jungle.
_________________________________
KAA: ...mistake.
_________________________________
MOWGLI: (LAUGHING) Bagheera,
he's got a knot in his tail!
_________________________________
HATHI: To the rear, march!
_________________________________
HATHI: Hup, two, three, four
_________________________________
BALOO: (LAUGHS) You're gettin' it, kid.
_________________________________
BALOO AND KING LOUIE:
I wanna walk like you
_________________________________
BAGHEERA: Baloo.
_________________________________
HATHI: With a military air
_________________________________
HATHI: Oh, absolutely impossible.
_________________________________
BAGHEERA:
But it's an emergency, Colonel.
_________________________________
-The man cub must be found.
-HATHI: Man cub? What man cub?
_________________________________
BAGHEERA: No, no,
you don't understand, Hathi.
_________________________________
HATHI: Our son, alone?
_________________________________
-(TRUMPETING)
-HATHI: Shh!
_________________________________
LIEUTENANT: Yes, sir.
_________________________________
GIRL: (SINGING) My own home
_________________________________
The Jungle Book
_________________________________NARRATOR: Many strange legends
are told of these jungles of India,
_________________________________
RAMA: But the boy cannot
survive alone in the jungle.
_________________________________
KAA: ...mistake.
_________________________________
MOWGLI: (LAUGHING) Bagheera,
he's got a knot in his tail!
_________________________________
HATHI: To the rear, march!
_________________________________
HATHI: Hup, two, three, four
_________________________________
BALOO: (LAUGHS) You're gettin' it, kid.
_________________________________
BALOO AND KING LOUIE:
I wanna walk like you
_________________________________
BAGHEERA: Baloo.
_________________________________
HATHI: With a military air
_________________________________
HATHI: Oh, absolutely impossible.
_________________________________
BAGHEERA:
But it's an emergency, Colonel.
_________________________________
-The man cub must be found.
-HATHI: Man cub? What man cub?
_________________________________
BAGHEERA: No, no,
you don't understand, Hathi.
_________________________________
HATHI: Our son, alone?
_________________________________
-(TRUMPETING)
-HATHI: Shh!
_________________________________
LIEUTENANT: Yes, sir.
_________________________________
GIRL: (SINGING) My own home
_________________________________
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