Chicken Little - Subtitles (en)

(BUCK CLEARS THROAT)
BUCK: Now, where to begin?
(CLICKS TONGUE)
How about, "Once upon a time"?
(DOOR SLAMS)
How many times have
you heard that to begin a story?
Let's do something else.
(GASPS) I got it, I got it, here we go.
Here's how to open a movie!
(SINGING IN AFRICAN LANGUAGE)
BUCK: No, I don't think so.
It sounds familiar. Doesn't it, to you?
Oh, no, no, not the book.
How many have seen
"opening the book" before?
-(BRAKES SCREECH) -Close the book. We're not doing that.
Here's what we're gonna do.
Why don't I just go back to the day
things took a turn for the worse?
Run for your lives!
Everyone run for cover!
SOS! Mayday! Mayday!
Code red! Duck and cover!
You're all in danger!
-Ah! -(BABIES CRYING)
(GRUNTING)
CHICKEN LITTLE: Run for cover!
(STEER BELLOWS)
-Run for your lives! -(SQUEALING)
-(RINGING) -(SIREN WAILS)
Emergency! Emergency!
(SCREAMING)
Whoa!
-Whoa! -Aaah!
(BABIES CRYING)
Look out! Take cover!
(RAIDERS OF
THE LOST ARK THEME)
(CAR HORNS HONKING)
(SCREAMING)
CHICKEN LITTLE: Run for cover!
(COUGHS) Chicken Little!
What is it? What's going on?
The sky is falling! The sky is falling!
-The sky is falling? -Are you crazy?
No, no, no! It's true! Come with me!
No. Son? What?
It happened under the old oak tree!
I'm not making this up. I know it's here.
(STAMMERING) There's a piece
of the sky somewhere...
...somewhere on the ground here.
It was shaped like that!
-It looks like a stop sign? -CHICKEN LITTLE: Yes!
Only it doesn't say "stop"
and it's blue and it has a cloud on it.
And it hit me on the head!
-It looked like a stop sign. -REPORTER 1: Wait! What's that?
-Son, is this what hit you? -What?
Oh, no, Dad. It was definitely
a piece of the sky!
Piece of the sky. It's okay, everyone!
-Dad, no. -There's been, like, a little mistake.
It was just an acorn that hit my son.
-A little acorn. -No! Dad, no.
Quiet, son. This is
embarrassing enough already.
REPORTERS: Chicken Little!
REPORTER 2: Chicken Little,
what were you thinking?
REPORTER 3: Why put
your town's safety in jeopardy?
REPORTER 3: How could you
mistake a stop sign for an acorn?
-But it... a big acorn level fluh. -What did he say?
-A big acorn level fluh... -REPORTER 2: It was a big acorn?
REPORTER 3:
It was an ape throwing coleslaw?
CHICKEN LITTLE:
A big acorn level fluh...
CITIZEN: Gesundheit!
Ladies and gentlemen, it's just gibberish,
-gibberish of an insane person. -Come on, Buck!
Your kid went and
scared us all half to death!
Well, what can I tell you, folks,
my son, you know...
BUCK: Kids do crazy stuff.
You have kids. It's...
No, Dad. It wasn't an acorn.
It was... it was a piece of the sky.
Really, it was.
You gotta believe me.
(CHUCKLING) A movie.
A movie. They're making a movie.
When? When will everybody
forget your big mistake?
BUCK: First it was all over the papers,
then they wrote a book about it,
then the book on tape,
then the board game,
the spoons with your face on it...
...the Web site,
the commemorative plates.
-You saw them, right? -Yeah. I saw them.
Can't eat off 'em.
-They're not microwave-safe. -You saw the billboards?
I saw them.
Ha! There's a bumper sticker.
I knew it was only a matter of time.
Billboards I could live with.
Posters I could even live with.
But a bumper sticker. It's...
it's like glued on forever.
It doesn't matter. You know why?
CHICKEN LITTLE:
Because I've got a plan.
Yeah, about that.
Well, remember how I told you
it would be better for you to lay low,
don't call attention to yourself?
-Yes, but I... -See, it's like a game.
Yeah, a game of hide-and-seek, except
the goal is never to be found, ever!
(STAMMERING)
Great! (CHUCKLES)
Now, we've got a plan, right?
I'll see ya later! Remember, lay low.
Yeah. Okay.
Bye.
Look, Mama! There's the crazy chicken!
Yes, it is! Crazy chicken. You're so
smart. We don't make eye contact. Bye!
That's it. Today is a new day.
-(BRAKES SQUEAKING) -(HONKS HORN)
(LAUGHING AND CHEERING)
(ONE LITTLE SLIP PLAYING)
♪ It was a recipe for disaster
♪ A four-course meal of "No sirree"
♪ It seemed that happily ever after
-(HORN HONKING) -♪ Was happy everyone was after me
♪ It was a cup of good intentions
♪ A tablespoon of one big mess
♪ A dash of overreaction
♪ And I assume you know the rest
♪ One little slip
♪ One little slip
♪ It was a fusion of confusion with a few confounding things
-♪ I guess I probably took the wrong direction
(SNORTS)
♪ Well, I admit I might have missed a sign or two
♪ I took a right turn at confusion
♪ A left when I should have gone straight on through
♪ I ran ahead with my assumptions
♪ And we all know what that can do
♪ One little slip
♪ One little slip
♪ It was a fusion of confusion and a few confounding things
♪ I get the feeling in this town
♪ I'll never live till I live down
♪ The one mistake that seems to follow me around
♪ But they'll forget about the sky
♪ When they all realize this guy's about to try to learn to fly
♪ Or hit the ground
(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
How's it going?
♪ It was a cup of good intentions
♪ A tablespoon of one big mess
♪ A dash of overreaction
♪ And I assume you know the rest
-(SCREAMING) -♪ One little slip
♪ One little slip
♪ It was a humble little stumble
♪ With a big ungraceful
♪ One little slip
♪ One little slip
♪ It was a fusion of confusion
♪ With a few confounding things ♪
-(RATTLING) -(BANGING)
(CHICKEN LITTLE SIGHING)
(SCRAPING)
-(BELL RINGING) -(STUDENTS CHATTERING)
Ahem.
Very well. Foxy Loxy.
-Present, pretty, punctual. -Goosey Loosey.
-(SQUEALS) -Master Runt of the Litter.
Present and accounted for,
Mr. Woolensworth.
Oop! Dropped my pencil!
(STRAINING) Whoa! Ahh!
-Loser! -Henny Penny.
-HENNY: Here. -Ducky Lucky.
-DUCKY: Here. -Fuzzy Wuzzy.
-FUZZY: Here. -Morkubine Porcupine.
-Yo. -Fish Out of Water.
(BUBBLING)
(MUFFLED REPLY)
(CLICKS TONGUE)
Quite. Abby Mallard.
Ugly duckling.
(LAUGHING)
Class! I will not tolerate rude
behavior at the expense of a fellow...
ABBY: No worries, Mr. Woolensworth.
-Yah! -(HORN HONKS)
You mustn't sneak up on me,
Ugly... uh, Abby.
-Where was I? -Ugly duckling.
Oh, yes.
-Chicken Little. -(SQUEALS)
WOOLENSWORTH: Hmm.
-(COUGHING) Tardy again. -Tardy again. Hmm.
Class, turn to page 62
and translate each word in Mutton.
-(CLEARS THROAT) He. -ALL: Baa.
-She. -Baa.
-They. -Baa.
-We. -Baa.
COACH: Okay, everyone. Listen up!
I don't wanna hear any quacks,
tweets, oinks, whinnies
or cocklee-doodle-doos
when I say... dodgeball.
(CHEERING)
Oh, man.
Pump it up! Pump it, pump it, pump it!
Split into two teams.
Popular versus unpopular.
-Coach? -Yeah, unpopular?
Shouldn't we review safety guidelines?
Sure! Hit the pig, kids!
Aaah!
(SCREAMING) Look out!
Calm down, Runt. Just...
Just do what Fish is doing.
(GONNA MAKE YOU SWEAT PLAYING)
♪ Everybody dance now
-(FOOTSTEPS) -Whew!
-Tough morning? -A run-in with my old nemesis.
-Gum in the crosswalk? -He won this round.
-Your old foe! -Mm-hmm.
-Incoming on your right. -Thank you!
(BRAYING)
Aah! (LAUGHING)
(BLUBBERING)
Yeah, I heard about
the movie. Tough break.
-Yeah. -Maybe it'll just go straight to video.
That's the least of my problems.
This morning... this morning my dad
told me I should basically disappear.
But that's not gonna get me down.
I've got a plan.
You want to hear about it?
-Uh-oh. -No, no, no! this one's good.
Look, one moment destroyed
my life, right? One moment.
-Warthog at 3:00! -I see him!
-(BALL THUMPS) -(WARTHOG SQUEALS)
-Yes! -So I figure all I need is a chance...
All I need is a chance
to do something great
to make everyone forget the
"sky falling" thing once and for all.
And then my dad will finally
have a reason to be proud of me.
COACH: Time out!
(SNICKERING)
Nurse!
(DIALING)
-Hi, Tiffany! -Hey, man, what's going on?
So, what do you think?
Okay, listen.
You said the sky was falling.
-Your dad didn't support you. -I...
And you have been hurting
inside ever since, right?
-It's hurt. It stung. Okay? -It's hurt, but... Yes.
-That's the nutshell. -Okay. Yes, but...
-No. Buh-buh... -But, it's...
What's got to happen now
is the nut needs to be cracked open.
And not one little chip
at a time, but... bam!
Smash! Bits of emotion flying
everywhere! Anger! Frustration!
Denial! Fear!
Deep depression, in fact!
You see what I'm saying?
Uh...
All right, forget the nut part.
Here's the main thing.
You have got to stop messing around,
and deal with the problem.
-Okay, yes, but... -Here's the real solution.
You and your dad
talk-talk-talking... closure!
-Closure? -Closure,
talking about something
until it's resolved.
Wait! Hold on! See? Look.
There's a whole section about it
in this month's Modern Mallard.
-Incredibly appropriate! -I told you, I have a plan.
Yeah, but according to Cosmo Duck,
you should
"stop the squawk and try the talk."
Beautiful Duckling says,
"Avoiding closure with your parents
can cause early molting."
-See? Closure. -(SIGHING)
ABBY: Come on, repeat after me.
You, your dad, talk-talk...
CHICKEN LITTLE: Abby, Abby, listen!
Talking's a waste of time.
I got to do something great so my dad
doesn't think I'm such a loser.
Come on. You are not a loser.
You're inventive and resourceful
and funny and cute and...
What?
(CHUCKLING, STAMMERING)
Yeah... uh, Runt!
Should Chicken Little have a
good talk with his dad and clear the air
or keep searching for Band-Aid solutions
and never deal with the problem?
Band-Aid solutions!
-Runt! -Well, I'm sorry!
I'm very bad at reading facial cues.
(SIGHS) Fish, help me out here.
-(MUFFLED YELLS) -(WATER SLOSHING)
Men.
'Twas beauty that killed the beast.
I guess only girls are good at honest
communication and sensitivity.
(CLASS LAUGHING)
That does it!
We were in a time-out, Foxy!
Prepare to hurt. And I don't
mean emotionally, like I do.
-(SNAPS) -(GASPS)
(HONKS)
(EXCLAIMING)
-Whoa! -(CLASS GASPING)
(CLASS LAUGHING)
-(GASPING) -We will save you!
Fall back! Mad goose!
-(FIRE ALARM RINGING) -(ALL GASPING)
COACH: Chicken Little!
PRINCIPAL: Not showing up for class,
inappropriate school attire,
picking fights in gym class
and the fire alarm?
Ever since that "sky falling" incident,
he's been nothing but trouble!
(SIGHING) Now look, Buck.
You know,
I have the utmost respect for you.
I mean, you were Buck "Ace" Cluck,
-our school baseball star. -(BAT HITS BALL, FAINTLY)
(SIGHS) But let's face the facts.
Your kid, he's nothing like you at all.
BUCK: Okay.
Thank you for talking to me.
I'll take care of my son.
I... Dad, it wasn't my fault.
-It was Foxy. She's always... -All right. It's fine.
You don't have to explain anything.
Uh...
Uh... Hey, Dad? (CLEARS THROAT)
I was thinking. Yeah, what if I...?
What if...?
What if I joined the baseball team?
CITIZEN: Hey, why don't you
watch where you're going?
Sorry, there, buddy! Sorry, sorry.
Baseball? Son, we talked about this.
Yeah, right. But, you know,
that was when I was small.
I put on five ounces this year.
I've really bulked up.
Really, son? Baseball. Are you sure?
Oh, yeah, yeah. I mean,
you know, hey, why not, right?
-Yeah, why not, but why? -Well, Dad,
you were such a
big baseball star in high school.
You could give me some pointers.
But, son,
you know, I'm just wondering...
Maybe baseball isn't exactly
your thing, you know?
Have you considered the
chess team or the glee club?
And some teenagers, you know, they
get quite a rush from stamp collecting.
-No. -Wanna stop?
We'll get some stamps.
-I don't like stamps. -Colors, colorful things...
No, I was thinking baseball!
I can't wait to see the look on your face
when I smack that ball
in for a touchdown!
-(LAUGHING) -(SIGHING)
Dad... Um, I'm kidding.
That was a... that was a joke.
-(CHUCKLES) -(CHUCKLES)
Just do me one favor, son.
Why, sure, Dad. Anything.
Just please try not to get
your hopes too high.
Yeah, but Dad, I mean, I...
I mean, I think I can...
-(GRUNTS) -(LAUGHS)
I...
(STAMMERING)
Okay, Dad.
(ALL I KNOW PLAYING)
♪ I bruise you
♪ You bruise me
♪ We both bruise so
♪ Easily
♪ Too easily
♪ To let it show
♪ I love you
♪ And that's all I know
(SIGHING)
Oh, Chloe. If only you were here.
You'd know what to do.
♪ And all my plans
♪ Keep falling through
-♪ All my plans, they -(LAUGHTER)
♪ Depend on you
♪ Depend on you
♪ To help them grow
♪ I love you
-That's my boy! -Gee, thanks, Dad!
♪ And that's all
♪ It's really all I know
♪ It's all I know
Come on. All I need is a chance.
♪ It's all
♪ I know
-(BAT CRACKS) -(CROWD CHEERING)
(STIR IT UP PLAYING)
♪ Yeah
♪ Ohh
♪ I can't sit here while I go nowhere
♪ Chase my dreams through the polluted air
♪ I'm walking on a wire
♪ Running out of time
♪ There's no room in this old heart of mine
♪ Hungry minds will stare you in the eyes
♪ Spread it thick and lay the biggest lies
♪ Words jump off the pages
♪ Passion hits the street
♪ Anger's cookin' in the city heat
♪ World's too crazy I can't take no more
♪ I won't stay here locked behind the door
♪ Got to stir it up
♪ I got to break it up now
♪ When I think about tomorrow
♪ Ooh, I can't wait to
♪ Stir it up Got to shake it up now
♪ If I had to beg or borrow
♪ I'm not gonna take it anymore
- ♪ Oh-oh oh-ohh-oh oh-ohh-oh -♪ Come on
-♪ So much pressure to keep holding on  -♪ Whoa
♪ Pack my clothes up, baby
♪ I'll be gone
♪ Stir it up Got to break it up now
♪ When I think about tomorrow
-♪ I can't wait to -♪ Stir it up
♪ I got to shake it up now
♪ If I have to beg or borrow
♪ I'm not gonna take it no more ♪
Lean to the left. Lean to the right.
Come on, Acorns!
Fight, fight, fight! Go, Acorns!
(GURGLING AND SCREAMING)
ANNOUNCER: There's excitement
in the air, ladies and gentlemen.
It's been two decades since
Oakey Oaks has beaten rivals
the Spud Valley Taters.
Down by only a single run,
and with a player in scoring position,
we finally have a chance again.
This excitement isn't about the
fun of baseball, it's not about the prize.
It's about the gloating
and rubbing their noses in it,
the "Nah-nah-na-na-na!
We beat you!" taunting, if you will,
-that comes with the winning. -Yeah!
That's right. Oakey Oaks and the
Honorable Mayor Turkey Lurkey
will finally have bragging rights
again for one full year!
(CHUCKLING AND MUTTERING)
But this battle has taken a
heavy toll on our hometown heroes.
After nine grueling innings
and several players out with injuries,
the Acorns are scraping
the bottom of the roster.
Hopefully, there's just enough muscle
on the bench to pull out a win.
Up next... (SHUDDERING) Chicken Little.
-(CROWD GROANING) -(CRYING)
ANNOUNCER:
Clearly a long shot, folks.
Little hasn't been up to bat
once since joining the team.
-He's gonna lose the game for us! -ANNOUNCER: Wait!
If he can just get a walk and
advance to first, that powerhouse,
Foxy Loxy can step up and save us all.
She's had a terrific game so far.
A shoo-in for the MVP trophy.
Okay, kid, listen up.
You have an itty-bitty,
teeny-tiny strike zone.
There's no way he can throw you out!
Take the walk. Don't swing.
-I have a good feeling... -Look at me. Don't swing.
Take the walk. You hear me?
Just take the walk!
-But, coach, wait! -COACH: Don't swing!
ANNOUNCER: Nervous, gangly,
barely able to hold the pine,
Little advances to the box.
He's going to bat from the right.
Make it the left. No, the right.
-The right. -Easy out!
ANNOUNCER: Looks like left
field's found something better to do,
center field's got a hunger pang
in his second stomach
-and right field's digging for grubs. -Play ball!
CHEETAH: Why him?
Why now? (SOBBING)
I won't embarrass you, Dad.
Not this time.
ANNOUNCER: Here's the wind-up,
the pitch! It's a high cutter.
-Ball! -(GRUNTING)
-(GASPING) -(GROANING)
Uh... Strike one!
(LAUGHING)
I'm not going to sugarcoat it.
I've seen roadkill with faster reflexes.
The catcher lays down
the signals. Here's the pitch.
Curve ball low and outside, he swings!
Stee-rike two!
Ohh!
I said, don't swing!
CROWD: Don't swing!
-No! -Batter up!
(CROWD YELLING)
That's two in the hole!
One more strike, it's a punch out, folks,
and we're all going home.
(WHISPERING) Today is a new day.
(SLOW-MOTION) Don't swing!
-(GASPING) -(GASPING)
Well, take away my squeaky toy!
It's a hit!
-A hit? -A hit?
CROWD: A hit?
ANNOUNCER: Wait! The batter
is unbelievably at home plate.
He's standing in a daze. Run, kid, run!
Go, son! Run! Run!
(CROWD YELLING)
Run!
ANNOUNCER: There he goes,
headed the wrong way.
-Wait, wait, wait! -No, no! Not that way!
-Run the other way! -Turn around!
ANNOUNCER: Wait! He's turned!
I've never said these words before,
but he's actually rounding home plate!
-Goosey steps on home... -CHICKEN LITTLE: Today's a new day!
ANNOUNCER: We have a tie game!
They're scrambling in the alley.
Looks like Rodriguez has it.
Nope, it's the center fielder!
Mayhem in the outfield,
as Rodriguez is fired to second.
(BLUBBERING)
Catch is complete, but where's the ball?
Little touches the bag and
keeps going. A hunt for the rock.
The fielders are having a
little trouble. Commotion out there!
-It's stuck! It's stuck! -Tip the cow!
ANNOUNCER:
It's the old tip-the-cow play.
The kid heads for the hot corner,
a stand-up triple!
-Yes! -ANNOUNCER: Hold up! No!
Incredible! He's going for
the whole enchilada!
The entire ball of wax,
the kit and caboodle!
Go back! You're never gonna make it!
(MOOING)
ANNOUNCER:
He's trying to lighten his load!
The outfield behind,
Little's on all cylinders!
He slides for the dish!
It's going to be a photo finish at home!
(GASPING)
(COUGHING)
(BELLOWS)
UMPIRE: You're out!
(GASPING)
(BUBBLING)
ANNOUNCER: Oh, folks.
Folks, what a heartbreaker.
UMPIRE: Wait! ANNOUNCER: Wait!
Wait a cotton-picking second.
Hold your horses, here,
and horses hold your breath.
This might not be over. He...
He's...
Safe! The runner is safe!
ANNOUNCER: It's all over, folks!
The Acorns have done the impossible!
For the first time in 20 years,
we won the pennant!
Mothers, kiss your babies!
You've witnessed a miracle!
Remember where you were at
this moment. The smells! The sounds!
There's a new winner in town
and his name is Chicken Little!
That was just a lucky hit!
ANNOUNCER:
Yes, Chicken Little, it's all yours!
The victory, the triumph, the glory!
And getting doused with a sticky
drink that soaks into your undies
and chafes for hours!
This is one memory you'll savor forever!
(GURGLING)
ABBY: Yeah!
ABBY: Yeah! RUNT: Yeah!
Yes, yes, yes! We won!
We won! That's my boy out there!
That's my boy!
♪ I am the champion My friend
♪ And I'll keep on fightin' till the end
(IMITATING GUITAR RIFF)
♪ I am the champion
♪ I am the champion
♪ But gone is the loser
♪ 'Cause I am the champion
♪ Of the world
-(CAR ALARMS BLARING) -Yow!
-(KNOCK ON DOOR) -Here's the wind-up and the pitch!
-A knuckleball! -He swings!
-Crack! -It's going.
-He rounds first, to second! -It hits high off the wall!
He flies past third
and heads for the plate!
It's a scramble for the ball!
It's gonna be close!
-He is safe! -(BOTH CHEERING)
-The mighty Acorns win! -Yes! Acorns win!
The mighty Acorns win!
-Yeah! -(WHOOPING)
-(LAUGHING) -(CHUCKLING)
-(SIGHING) -(YAWNING)
Geez, you know,
I guess that puts the
whole "sky is falling" incident
behind us once and for all. Hey, kiddo?
You bet, Dad.
I... (CLEARS THROAT)
Unless you think we need... closure?
Closure? What's to close here?
Unless you think we need to close...
-Not me. -It's closed!
-I agree. Vacuum sealed. -Shut tight!
Okay, great, Dad. You...
Closure, I don't know.
All right. Enough fun.
Good talk. Good talk, son.
(STRAINING)
-Here, I'll give you a push. -Rock me a little. Help me.
-Okay. -Okay, I'm up.
Hey.
Good night, Ace.
(CLICKS TONGUE)
BUCK: Here's the wind-up...
and the pitch!
Whoo-hoo!
(CHEERING AND LAUGHING)
(SIGHS)
Thanks.
Thanks for the chance.
(WHIRRING)
(GASPING)
(GRUNTING)
Oh...
(GASPING)
(WHIMPERING)
CHICKEN LITTLE: No!
A piece of the sky?
Shaped like a stop sign? Not again!
BUCK: Hey! Son! You all right?
I'm coming! I'm coming!
I'm coming upstairs!
-What's wrong? -Nothing.
You sure? I thought I heard you yell.
No.
Uh, I, uh...
I fell out of bed.
BUCK: Huh?
-How'd you get over there? -Over where?
-There. There! -Where?
How'd you get over there?
Who're we talking about?
Never mind. What's the difference?
Look, the past is behind us, right?
-Mmm. -Tomorrow's gonna be a new day.
(CHUCKLING)
(GASPING) Please be gone,
please be gone, please be gone...
(GASPING)
(GASPING)
Good.
-(HUMMING) -Ah!
(PANTING)
(SHUDDERING)
No.
(HUMMING)
(GASPING)
-(GRUNTING) -(HUMMING)
(HUMMING)
No.
I gotta call Abby!
(WANNABE PLAYING)
ABBY: Uh-huh. RUNT: Uh-huh.
♪ Yo, I'll tell you what I want What I really really want
♪ Tell me what you want What you really really want
♪ I'll tell you what I want What I really really want
♪ So tell me what you want What you really really want
♪ I wanna, I wanna I wanna, I wanna
♪ Really really really wanna zigazig ah
♪ If you wanna be my lover You gotta get with my friends
-♪ Gotta get with my friends -Make it last forever
♪ Friendship never ends If you wanna be my lover
-♪ You have got to give Taking is too easy ♪
-(TELEPHONE RINGING) -♪ But that's the way it is ♪
Hello! Mallard residence.
♪ Tell you what I want
Runt! Quiet! I'm on the phone!
♪ I wanna, I wanna I wanna, I wanna
-♪ I wanna really... ♪ -Runt!
Oh...
(CLAPPING AND GURGLING)
Hey! Where are you?
-We already started. We were just... -CHICKEN LITTLE: It opened up!
What?
CHICKEN LITTLE:
All right, guys. Watch this.
-Bizarre. -(RUNT WHIMPERING)
Okay. Let me guess.
You haven't told your dad yet.
-Well... -I knew it!
Why haven't you told him?
There hasn't been
-"you, your dad, talk-talk-talking." -There was talking.
-There was definitely talking. -Really? What did he say?
Uh...
(MUMBLES GIBBERISH)
What?
All right, that's it.
We are doing an intervention!
You have got to stop messing
around and deal with the problem!
-She's right! -Abby, please.
This is exactly what
fell on me the first time.
There's no way
I'm bringing this up again.
-No, he's not. -Runt!
Sorry! I'm a gutless flip-flopper.
Okay. I'm sure there's a simple,
logical explanation.
I mean, it could be a piece
of weather balloon, or maybe
it's part of some experimental
communications satellite.
I don't care. I want it out
of my life, gone for good.
Everything back to normal.
Hey, remember when that
icy blue stuff fell from the sky?
Everybody thought it
was from space and stuff?
And it just turned out to be
frozen pee from a jet airplane.
Yeah, that's right. It's frozen pee.
Yeah. It's frozen pee.
Pee, pee, pee, pee pee.
-Could you stop saying that? -What? Pee?
-Pee. -How about tinkle?
-Piddle? Wee-wee? -Whiz?
Okay, subject change.
-Make pishee? -I don't care what it is!
-(HUMMING) -(GURGLING)
CHICKEN LITTLE: Are you
gonna help me get rid of it or not?
-(HUMMING AND BEEPING) -(GURGLING)
-(HUMMING) -(EXPLOSION)
-(ELECTRIC HUMMING) -(GURGLING)
Flying Fish! Take cover!
Fish!
-No! -Fish!
-(GASPING) -(GURGLING)
-(GASPING) -Aaah!
Come on, come on, come on!
Wait, wait, whoa, son!
Where's the fire here?
Chicken Little has something to tell you!
Tell him. He can handle it.
Who're we talking about?
-(SIGHING) -Uh...
Gotta go, Dad! Bye!
Ha! You got to be ready
to listen to your children,
even if they have nothing to say.
-ABBY: Sit tight, Fish! -Fish! We will try to save you!
-(PANTING) -Yeah!
(GRUNTING)
-(GRUNTING) -(MUMBLING)
I'm sorry! Wait!
(PANTING)
-(HORN HONKS) -Sorry!
-Curb! -Ay!
(PANTING)
(ALL PANTING)
Fish!
(RUNT WHEEZING AND GULPING)
(RUMBLING)
(ELECTRICAL FIZZLING)
(WINDS GUSTING)
(THUNDERCLAP)
(HUMMING)
(SCREAMING)
Abby!
Abby! Wake up!
Come on! Let's get outta here!
(BEEPING)
(GASPING)
(GARBLED GURGLING)
RUNT: Oh, poor Fish!
He's probably stuffed and mounted
like an intergalactic trophy or...
...maybe he's a half-living host
implanted with their
face-hugging embryo babies.
One thing's for sure, man. He's gone!
-Gone, man! -(GASPING) Not yet!
-(TAPPING) -(GURGLING)
Oh, snap.
(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
ABBY: Fish.
(GULPING AND MUFFLED BURP)
(SQUEAKING)
(GASPING)
Hey! What are you doing? Come on!
Fish.
Fish.
Fish.
-Fish. -(ELECTRIC BUZZING)
-Where are you, Fish? -Shh!
I can't handle the pressure!
Go on without me!
-Runt. -You're just fine.
I'll jeopardize the mission!
Endanger us all!
Throw me overboard
while you still have a chance!
Just leave me some ammo, little water,
some chips if you have 'em.
Calm. Okay, all right. Listen.
-Where's your bag? -Everything's okay.
ABBY: Now breathe. CHICKEN LITTLE: Breathe.
-No, slowly. -Slowly.
Slowly.
Okay. Now, just do the thing
you do to relax.
RUNT: ♪ Well, you can tell by the way
♪ I use my walk I'm a woman's man
♪ No time to talk
♪ Huh huh huh huh
♪ Stayin' alive Stayin' alive'
Aaah!
-(GURGLING) -(GASPING)
(GURGLING)
ALL: Fish!
BOTH: Fish! Are you okay?
Did they hurt you? Say something!
Don't tap the glass.
They hate it when you do that.
All right, let's get out of here.
Where's Runt?
(WHIMPERING)
(RUNT WHIMPERING)
(ALL GASP)
We're next.
(SQUEALING)
CHICKEN LITTLE: Run!
Okay! That's it!
We're running back to your house.
Tell your dad!
Okay! You're right, you're right!
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
(SCREAMING AND
GARBLED LANGUAGE)
(SCREAMING)
♪ Stayin' alive Stayin' alive
♪ Stayin' alive
-Oh, Runt! -(SCREAMING)
RUNT: Push! Push! No!
-Runt! -No! Not pull! Push!
We gotta get outta here right now!
Come on...
No! Come on, you guys! Hu...
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
Okay, time out!
So... (LAUGHS)
have you been to the mall?
Come on, buddy. Come on, buddy.
I'm sorry.
Tension makes me bloat.
(GASPING)
Come on, guys! Hurry, hurry, hurry!
(GASPING)
-(WHIMPERING) -(PANTING)
CHICKEN LITTLE: Look out!
Thanks!
Curse these genetically tiny legs!
Ohh! Aah! (BURPING)
(RUNT BURPING)
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
(RUNT WHIMPERING)
(BEEPING)
(BUZZING)
What's that noise?
(BUZZING)
Sorry. Nervous eater.
-CHICKEN LITTLE: Run! -Wait! Fish!
The school bell! We've got to ring
the school bell to warn everyone!
Come on!
(PANTING)
CHICKEN LITTLE: Hurry! Hurry!
ABBY: Go! Go!
-Aaah! -(PANTING)
-(RUSTLING) -(RUNT WHIMPERING)
(GRUNTING)
It's locked!
(BREATHLESS SQUEAL)
RUNT: They're... they're coming.
I need a soda.
(GASPING)
Come on, buddy. Come on, buddy!
-The corner's wrinkled! -Why are we doing this?
-Come on, take it, take it! -(DINGS)
Yes!
Come on! Work! Work!
Work! You work!
What happened?
I blacked out there for a second.
Ah!
CHICKEN LITTLE: The sky is falling!
The sky is falling!
It was just an acorn. A little acorn!
I can't tell you how
embarrassed I am, folks.
ABBY: Ring the bell!
Come on, Chicken Little! Ring the bell!
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
-(GRUNTING) -(RINGING)
(PANTING AND GROANING)
(CHUCKLING) Huh? What?
(STAMMERING) Oh!
ON TV: Let's check
the weather with Riz.
A cold front is moving in so...
The alarm bell has been activated!
Quick! Get a camera crew!
-(BELL RINGING) -(CROWD CHATTERING)
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
COACH: Chicken Little! You better
have a good explanation for this!
There's, there's... It's a...
You have to... D'oh! Doo wah!
What did he say?
There's... It's a... You have to...
D'oh... Doo wah.
Follow me! Come on! Hurry!
Hurry! Aliens here!
Aliens here!
It's... it's happening again.
Come on! Hurry! Hurry!
Come on. Come on.
You're about to see it!
(HUMMING)
(GASPING)
Quick! Quick! It's taking off!
Come on! If you don't hurry,
you're gonna miss it!
Oh, look! A penny!
-Guys! -Oh, right.
(ALL YELLING)
-(CHUCKLING) -CHICKEN LITTLE: Hurry! Hurry!
Come on! Quick! It's taking off!
Come on! Hurry up! Please!
It's right in...
REPORTER 1: What are we looking for?
-REPORTER 2: I don't know. -(CAMERA LENS BUZZING)
Uh, yeah. Okay. I know this looks bad,
but there's an invisible
spaceship right there
with aliens who are here to invade Earth!
Let me show you. (GRUNTING)
Ooh, bad throw.
Okay, let me try again.
-ALL: Bad throw. -We all know I don't have a good arm,
but there's these
cloaking panels on the bottom.
They make it disappear. One fell out
of the sky and hit me right on the head.
Oh, it's the acorn thing all over again.
Eh, there's no story here.
At least we can sell the video to
Chickens Gone Wild.
-I'm telling ya, it was here! -No, wait! There were aliens!
It's true! They had eyes...
They're glowing and then tentacles!
And maps with planets
with X's through them! Aah!
Runt, that's enough!
Don't make Mommy take away
your Streisand collection!
Mom? You leave Barbra out of this!
Why can't you keep that child
of yours under control?
-What kind of parent are you? -CHICKEN LITTLE: I'm telling the truth.
Dad! Dad! I'm not making this up!
You gotta believe me this time.
(EXHALES)
No, son. I don't.
(CHUCKLING) I can't tell you
how embarrassed I am, folks.
I'm really sorry about this, everyone.
Looks like this is just a big,
crazy misunderstanding.
Well, other than the penny,
this whole evening was a wash!
Mr. Cluck, don't take it so hard.
FOXY: No one blames you.
(GASPING AND PANTING)
(SNIFFLING AND WHIMPERS)
-(RUSTLING) -(GASPING)
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
(PANTING)
(SPUTTERING)
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
REPORTER: Reports of panic
and mayhem are pouring in
after yet another Chicken Little
incident last night.
In one instance, a family of
lemmings was sent running in fear,
but unable to find a cliff, they
instead began throwing themselves
(PHONE RINGS)
-from the nearest park bench. -Hello? I'm sorry.
Hello? I apologize.
Hello? Give me a break! Hello?
What? You were trampled?
That's terrible.
I thought rabbits' feet
were supposed to be lucky.
ON COMPUTER: You have hate mail.
I'm truly sorry. That wasn't very funny.
COMPUTER: You have more hate mail.
Hi. What are you saying, sir?
Your hate mail box is full.
Oh, yes. I do see the skywriting there.
Thank goodness the cloud blocked the last letter. Hello?
-Hey, hey, hey! Watch your mouth. -(WOMAN SPEAKING ON PHONE)
Yeah? Oh, yeah?
Well, I'd like to see you try.
Okay, I love you too, Mom. Bye.
-(PHONE RINGS) -Hello? Really. Well...
(SIGHS)
(RUSTLING)
If there was ever a
time to talk to your dad...
...it's now.
(SIGHS)
It's too late for that.
(RUNT SOBBING)
It's too late, baby, now it's too late.
(SOBBING) Though they
really did try to make it.
-Runt. -(SOBBING)
Just think about it.
Something inside has died
and they just can't hide
and they just can't fake it. Oh, no, no.
(KIRBY SNIFFLING)
Runt, I really just
want to be alone right now.
(SPUTTERING)
(SOBBING)
-(SCREAMING) -Oh!
CHICKEN LITTLE: Abby! Runt! Fish!
Look! There! Look there! Look there!
-What is that thing? -Look at that!
(ALL SCREAMING)
-(GURGLES) -(SCREAMING STOPS)
-(GURGLING) -(GIBBERISH)
-His name is Kirby? -They left him behind?
Darth Vader is Luke's father?
(KIRBY SNIFFLING)
No, don't... Come on, come on, don't cry.
We're here for you. We're gonna do
whatever it takes to get you back home.
-Here, blow. -(HORN HONKS)
Okay. (CHUCKLING)
(STAMMERING)
See, guys? He's cool. He was
just freaked out. That's all.
Ah-choo!
-(SPEAKS ALIEN LANGUAGE) -(RUMBLING)
(CRACKING)
-(CRACKING) -(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(HUMMING)
Whoa.
Run!
(SCREAMING)
(KIRBY GASPING)
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
-Those are your parents? -(FISH GURGLING)
And they brought the galactic armada?
(KIRBY SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE)
-Watch out for the kid! Don't hit him! -There you are. Get in the car.
-I gotta tell you something. -What?
I know, I know! You were right!
Alien invasion. I see that now.
Look up! There it is!
Dad, you know, about that...
(CHUCKLING)
-It's actually just a rescue mission. -Rescue mission?
This alien kid was left and
they're coming back to get him!
We have to help him,
'cause if we don't, who else will?
What?
Ugh!
Forget it.
You wouldn't believe me anyway.
Son!
Son, come back! Son! Chicken Little!
Mr. Cluck! Wait! He's telling the truth!
He is! (GASPING)
Though, given his track record, we
understand why you don't believe him!
(IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD
AS WE KNOW IT PLAYING)
♪ It's the end of the world as we know it
♪ It's the end of the world as we know it
- ♪ It's the end of the world as we know it -(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
-(ALARM BUZZING) - ♪ And I feel fine
♪ It's the end of the world as we know it
♪ It's the end of the world as we know it
♪ It's the end of the world as we know it
♪ And I feel fine ♪
(ZAPPING)
(SCREAMING)
Watch out for the kid! No! Don't!
Don't hit him! Don't hit... Look out!
(GASPING)
-(GASPING) -(HORN HONKING)
-(GRUNTING) -(SPUTTERING)
Whew!
BUCK: Chicken Little!
-(SCREAMING) -What? Where's your head?
We gotta get outta here!
Come on! Come o...
You, with the running and the jumping!
-Dad. No, wait. -ABBY: What are you guys doing?
We gotta get outta here!
It's like War of the Worlds out there!
-Stop pulling! -Just listen to me for one second!
-It's not dangerous! -We are under attack!
Will you two stop messing
around and deal with the problem?
(PANTING)
-You're never there for me! -What?
Okay, that's not what I had in mind, but...
You're never there for me. I mean,
you were when I won the game,
but not when I thought the sky fell.
And not at the ball field and not now!
This is good! Keep going. Keep going!
You've been ashamed
since the acorn thing.
We have to talk because
Modern Mallard says avoiding closure
can lead to molting. I'm already small
and I don't think
I could handle being bald!
I...
I... I didn't...
...realize, son.
I-I never meant to...
The acorn, the sky, I mean, the whole...
(SIGHS)
You're right. You're right.
(SIGHING AND CHUCKLING)
Y... Your mom, she was...
You know, she was always
good with stuff like this.
(SIGHING)
Me... (CHUCKLES)
...I'm gonna need a lot of work.
(BUCK SIGHS)
But you need to know that I love you,
no matter what.
And I'm sorry I...
And I'm sorry if I ever made
you feel like that was something...
...you had to earn.
-(CHUCKLING) -(RUMBLING)
Uh... uh...
(STAMMERING)
And we're good. Let's go. Let's go.
Okay, Dad.
Now, all we gotta do
is return helpless little Kirby.
(SQUEAKS)
(LAUGHING)
Return this whatever it is?
This is crazy! Crazy!
Crazy wonderful!
Just tell me what you need me to do.
-Do you really mean it? -You bet! Anything, son.
Come on, Dad.
We've got a planet to save!
Crazy supportive. That's me! Ohh!
This thing likes to nibble, doesn't it?
(CHUCKLING)
By the way, I'd like to say I've always
found you extremely attractive!
(CHUCKLING) Now that's closure.
(SCREAMING)
Wait! Wait! What's going on?
(CHUCKLING)
(GASPING)
Oh, they've given her
an alien mind-wipe!
Aaah!
Okay, son. What do we do now?
Uh, okay. This is a piece of cake, Dad.
All we have to do is take
the kid down the street
to the giant metal alien.
-(TIRES SCREECHING) -(HORN HONKING)
We surrender!
Here! Take the key to the city!
-(ZAPPING) -Key to my car?
-(ZAPPING) -Tic Tac?
-(ZAPPING) -(GASPING)
-(KIRBY BABBLING) -Forget plan A!
(KIRBY SQUEAKING)
-(ELECTRONIC BEEPING) -Uh-oh.
(BUZZING)
-(ZAPPING) -(SIRENS WAILING)
Okay, Okay, what now, son?
Who, by the way, I support 100 percent.
-Uh, plan B? -Ha-ha! Of course! Plan B!
-What is plan B? -(KIRBY JABBERING)
What? You have to go
to the bathroom? You want juice?
A snack? Corn dog on a stick?
Want to play some golf?
What do you want?
I stink at this. I'm a horrible father.
(KIRBY SPEAKS
ALIEN LANGUAGE)
No, no, I am.
Poo-tee-tah.
Oh. Is that your parents?
Pooteetah, pooteetah. (SPUTTERING)
That's it, Dad! Plan B!
All we have to do is weave
through traffic through town square
while avoiding death rays
from alien robots.
We get to Town Hall,
climb up to the roof
and give the kid back to its parents.
-(FEMALE SCREAMING) -(CRASHING)
Yeah!
Charge!
(ZAPPING)
Wow! (JABBERING)
(ZAPPING)
(ELECTRONIC DRONING)
(ZAPPING)
-(CLANGING) -BUCK: A-ha!
Now that's what
I call taking out the trash!
(RUMBLING)
(GASPING)
-Okay, son. Now what? -(SIREN WAILS)
Fire truck!
-(SIREN WAILING) -(LAUGHING)
BOTH: Plan C!
(GURGLING)
Runt, no! Turn around!
-Go back to Town Hall! -But they'll vaporize us!
(GURGLING)
-You want me to do what? -Runt, just do it! It'll work!
CHICKEN LITTLE: We'll survive!
I will survive?
Brake, Abby!
-(I WILL SURVIVE PLAYING) -Okay.
-Floor it! -(GIGGLES) Boink.
(ZAPPING)
Deploy ladder, Fish!
(RINGING)
RUNT: ♪ I'll survive
♪ I will survive Hey, hey ♪
BUCK: Plan D. KIRBY: Plan D!
-Yeah! -Yeah!
(PANTING) Thighs hurting.
Drumsticks burning.
But loving you! (GROANING)
Full support!
(KIRBY SQUEAKS)
(GRUNTING)
I can't get out! Come back, son!
We can't go out this way! It's dangerous.
-No, Dad, I can do this! -It's too dangerous.
I can do this. I can.
You gotta believe me this time.
I...
I do, son.
Okay, hang on tight.
-Yes! -Here's your kid! Look over here!
CHICKEN LITTLE: Here's your kid!
He's okay!
-(JABBERING) -(ELECTRONIC DRONING)
CHICKEN LITTLE:
He's all right! Stop the invasion!
Son! Son!
(YELLING)
(CHUCKLING)
-I'm here, son! -Dad! Look out!
Get away from my boy! Get away!
-BOTH: The mighty Acorns... -(ZAPPING)
(BOTH YELLING)
-(SUCKING) -(GASPING)
-LURKEY: Oh! -(GASPING)
Tic Tac?
Why did you take our child?
Hey, hey! Just... (GULPS)
Just hold on there, buddy!
My son did not take your kid!
You were the one that left him behind!
That's bad parenting!
And I should know!
Silence! (ECHOING)
Release the child!
-Okay. - Okay, okay.
(SPUTTERING)
Sweetheart! Oh, Kirby,
I'm so happy to see you! My darling!
-(SIGHS) That was close. -At least they're back together.
They got their kid.
You have violated
intergalactic law 90210!
A charge punishable by
immediate particle disintegration!
Oh, snap.
(JABBERING)
-Hmm? What's that? -(JABBERING)
Hmm. I...
I don't quite...
Melvin, honey? He's saying
they're telling the truth.
It was just a misunderstanding.
(KIRBY JABBERING)
Well, then. This is awkward.
-Yes, it is. -I suppose I should...
-Put the big guns away? -Yes, yes.
TINA: Now put them down. MELVIN: Of course.
-And turn off your big voice. -But I don't...
-Turn it off. -But...
But I don't get to use
the big voice very often!
Melvin.
Yes, dear.
Hi. Uh, anyone want to try the big voice?
MELVIN: (LAUGHING) Again, I
cannot tell you how sorry we are
for this whole misunderstanding.
Oh, dear goodness. We are so very sorry.
We are. And if it hadn't
been for your son there,
well, we might have
vaporized the whole planet.
-What? -(GASPING)
Goodness! What a shame
that would have been.
-Tell 'em! -Where would we pick acorns?
We stop here on the way to the in-laws.
-Every year. -Looked on all the other planets.
-You only find them on Earth. -Just as it says here
on your primitive graphic display.
-That caught our eyes. -(POLICE SIREN)
Okay, everything's been
put back to normal,
except for this one, over here.
-Hi, y'all! -(GASPING)
Foxy?
♪ Lollipop, lollipop Oh, lolli lolli lolli
♪ Lollipop...
She got her brainwaves
scrambled during reconstitution.
No worries! We can put
her back the way she was.
No! She's perfect.
♪ Lollipop! Lollipop! ♪
-Scary. -Whoops!
Darling! Look at the time!
We better get a move on.
All right, then. It was good meeting ya.
Sorry for the whole
full-scale invasion thing.
But, hey, I'm a dad.
You know how it is with your kids.
When they need ya,
you do whatever it takes.
(SIGHS) There goes that panel again.
Every year we come, this thing falls off.
Seriously, someday it's going
to hit somebody on the head.
-(GASPING) -Nonsense!
You can't return the panel, can you?
-Now that's ridiculous. -You threw away the receipt again.
(ECHOING) Silence!
Melvin, did you just try
and use the big voice on me?
MELVIN: Um... uh...
Who we talking about?
So I'd like to see the movie
they make about you now.
I just hope they stay true
to what really happened.
Oh, son, these people
are from Hollywood!
One thing they'll never do
is mess with a good story.
(ALARM BUZZING)
Red alert! Man your battle stations!
Status report, Mr. Fish.
Commander Little,
the evil Foxloxian Army
has broken through
the planet's atmosphere.
(GASPS) But that means...
Yes, I know. The sky... is falling.
Commander Little! No!
Please... call me...
...Ace.
Oh, Ace! No!
I never intended to bring you into this...
Abby.
-Runt, do you copy? -Yes, commander?
Runt, my friend, an alien fleet
is about to invade Earth.
Civilization as we know it
depends on me
and, to a lesser extent... you.
So I've just got one question for you:
Are you ready to rock?
Ain't no mountain high enough,
ain't no valley low...
(AIN'T NO MOUNTAIN
HIGH ENOUGH PLAYING)
ACE: Raise your pork shield, Runt.
Prepare to engage.
ACE: Stay on target. Stay on target!
Give 'em a taste of the other white meat!
-RUNT: Cap'n! Look out! -(AUDIENCE GASPS)
ACE: Runt!
Runt, are you all right?
RUNT: No, no. Ya gotta go
on without me, commander.
(PANTING)
Just leave me some ammo, a little water,
some chips if you have 'em.
-This is amazingly accurate. -(GURGLES)
(ACE CRYING)
He was my good friend.
Oh, Abby.
At least I still have you... Abby.
ABBY: Ace! ACE: Abby.
-Ace! -Abby.
Ace!
Good people of Oakey Oaks.
Though at times it may feel like
the sky is falling around you,
never give up.
For every day... is a new day!
CROWD: A new day!
♪ Ain't no mountain high enough
♪ Ain't no valley low enough
Oh, Ace!
♪ To keep me from you
♪ Ain't no mountain high enough
♪ Ain't no valley low enough
♪ Ain't no river wild enough
♪ To keep me from you
-(WHISTLING) - ♪ Ain't no mountain high enough
♪ Nothing can keep me
♪ Keep me from you
♪ Ain't no mountain high enough
♪ Nothing can keep me
- ♪ Keep me from you -(CHEERING)
♪ Ain't no mountain high enough
♪ Ain't no valley low enough
♪ Ain't no river wild enough
♪ To keep me from you
-(CHEERING) -(APPLAUSE)
♪ Nothing in this world
♪ Can keep me from you, babe
♪ Just call my name ♪
(DON'T GO BREAKING
MY HEART PLAYING)
♪ Don't go breaking my heart
♪ I couldn't if I tried
♪ Oh, honey If I get restless
♪ Baby, you're not that kind
♪ Oooh
♪ And nobody knows it
-♪ When I was down -♪ I was your clown
♪ Oooh
♪ And nobody knows it
♪ Nobody knows
♪ Right from the start
♪ I gave you my heart
♪ Ahhh
♪ I gave you my heart
(GURGLING IN TUNE)
RUNT: ♪ Don't go breaking my heart
FOXY: ♪ I won't go breaking your heart
BOTH: ♪ Don't go breaking my Don't go breaking my
♪ Don't go breaking my heart
♪ Don't go breaking my Don't go breaking my
♪ I won't go breaking your heart
- ♪ Don't go breaking my Don't go breaking my - Baa, baa.
♪ Don't go breaking my heart
Come on, Runt. You can do it.
♪ Don't go breaking my I won't go breaking your heart
-♪ Don't go breaking my Don't go breaking my ♪
-(PANTING)
You got to act quickly, Dad. Try this.
- ♪ Don't go breaking my - There you go!
- ♪ Don't go breaking my - There it is!
♪ I won't go breaking your heart
-(KIRBY AND MORKUPINE
BEATBOXING)
I'm having fun now!
♪ Don't go breaking my heart ♪
That was great!
Let's sing it again!
(SHAKE A TAIL FEATHER PLAYING)
♪ Twist it
♪ Shake it shake it shake it shake it, baby
♪ Here we go, loop-de-loo
-♪ Here we go ♪ -♪ Yeah, yeah
♪ Shake it out, baby
♪ Now here we go, loop-de-la
♪ Head over, let me see you shake a tail feather
-♪ Head over, let me see you shake a tail feather -♪ Come on over
♪ Come on, let me see you shake a tail feather
♪ Come on and let me see you shake a tail feather
♪ Twist it
♪ Shake it shake it shake it shake it, baby
-♪ Yeah, baby -♪ Ohh
-♪ Here we go, loop-de-loo -♪ Loop-de-loo
♪ Come on, shake it on, baby
♪ Now here we go, loop-de-la
♪ Head over, let me see you shake a tail feather
♪ Head over, let me see you shake a tail feather
♪ Come on and let me see you shake a tail feather
♪ Come on and let me see you shake a tail feather
-♪ Come on ♪ -♪ Come on, let me see you shake a tail feather
-♪ Come on, baby -♪ Do it right Shake it shake it, baby
♪ Head over, let me see you shake a tail feather
-♪ Come on -♪ Ahh, shake it
♪ All right Do the twist
♪ Come on, let me see you shake a tail feather
-♪ Do the fly -♪ Do the fly
♪ Yeah, do the swing ♪
-♪ Come on, let me see you shake a tail feather ♪ -♪ Now do the bird ♪
♪ Come on Let's do the twist ♪
♪ Twist it ♪
♪ Shake it shake it shake it shake it, baby ♪
-♪ Yeah, baby ♪ -♪ Uh-huh ♪
-♪ Twist it ♪ -♪ Twist it ♪
♪ Shake it shake it shake it shake it, baby ♪
♪ Let me see you shake a tail feather ♪
-♪ Twist it ♪ -♪ Shake it shake it shake it shake it, baby ♪
♪ Let me see you shake a tail feather ♪
-♪ Twist it ♪ -♪ Shake it shake it shake it shake it, baby ♪