Disney NeverEnding Chronology (Summer 2017 Part 1) - Subtitles (en)

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June 2017

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The gummi block that
came out of that glowing hole...
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It's not like the others.
Wonder what it's used for.

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I dunno.

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Maybe Leon'll know.

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Hmm... He might.
Back to Traverse Town, then?

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I wanna be pilot!

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Hey, stop it!
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Oh, come on! I'm the Keyblade master.

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I don't care who you are! No!

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Here we go again...
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TARAN: Gosh, Hen Wen,
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I never knew you could create visions

and things like that.
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I thought you were just

an ordinary pig.
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I had no idea you were so special.

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Dallben's going to be glad

that he put his trust in me.
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Just you wait and see.
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Now, don't go wandering about.
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And don't you worry.
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Keep close to me,

and no one will do you any harm,
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not while I'm around.
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I won't let the Horned King

get close to you, Hen.

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I'll protect you.
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(MEN CHEERING FAINTLY)

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MAN: Taran of Caer Dallben,
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the greatest warrior in all Prydain,
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a true hero!

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Thank you. Thank you. Thank you all.
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But without the help of my pig,

Hen Wen, here, I...
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Hen Wen, where are you?
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Hen Wen? Oh, no!
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Hen?
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Hen Wen!

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(BIRDS CHITTERING)
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Is that you, Hen?
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Look what I've got.
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Come on out. Here's a lovely, juicy...
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(GURGI EXCLAIMS)

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Oh, great prince,
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give poor, starving

Gurgi munchings and crunchings.
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Nice apple.
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Good prince. Good apple.

Oh, boy, what a juicy apple.
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(HUMMING HAPPILY)
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Hey. No, you don't!
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I didn't give you that apple. You took it.
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Ow!

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Hey, hold on, you hairy, little thief.

Come back with my apple!
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If you don't give it back,
you'll be sorry. I mean it.

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I'm warning you.
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Give it back.
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Come on. The apple. Where is it?
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Gurgi not know where the... Uh-oh.
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Give it back. I warn you.

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Come on.
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Come on, the apple. Let's have it.

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You horrible, greedy thing.
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You should be ashamed of yourself.
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Oh, poor, miserable Gurgi deserves

fierce smackings and whackings
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on his poor, tender head.
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Always left with
no munchings and crunchings.

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(SOBS)
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Forgive poor Gurgi.
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Oh, stop that sniveling.

I'm not going to hurt you.
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Now, look here. Have you seen my pig?
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Piggy? Round, fat piggy?
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Big snout?
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Yes, yes.

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Curly tail?
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That's her. That's Hen Wen.
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Nope. Gurgi not see piggy. Nope.

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Oh, never mind.
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No telling where Hen Wen is by now.
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Ooh, master, master,

now Gurgi remembers! Yes, yes!
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Clever, sharp-eyed Gurgi
saw the piggy run.

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Yes, right through the forest.

I saw it! I saw it.
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Come! Gurgi will find the lost piggy.
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Then we'll be friends forever.
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Munchings and crunchings
in here somewhere.
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(HEN WEN SQUEALING)
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It's Hen Wen! She's in trouble!
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Goodbye.
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Hen Wen!
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Hen!
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(HEN WEN SQUEALING)
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Hen Wen!

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TARAN: Hen Wen, look out!
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Look out!

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(CONTINUES SQUEALING)
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Come on! Hurry, Hen!
No! No! Hen, hurry!

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No! No!
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No! No!

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No! Come back!
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Please!
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No! No! Come back!
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Hen Wen.

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I must get her out of there.
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Oh, no, great lord.
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Not go in there. Forget the piggy.
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What are you doing here?
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Gurgi come back to be your friend.
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Friend? You're no friend!
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Why, you ran away when I...

Oh, never mind.
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I promised Dallben
I would keep Hen safe.
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I have to go.
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Well, are you coming?

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Me? Go in there?
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Oh, no, no, no. It's a terrible place.
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Just as I thought. You're no friend.
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You're just a miserable coward.
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Here. This is all you wanted.

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If great lord go into evil castle,
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poor Gurgi will never see
his friend again.
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Nope. Never.
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-So, you found the Keyhole.

-Yeah.
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The Keyblade locked it automatically.

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Good.

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Every world among the stars
has a Keyhole.
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And each one leads to

the heart of that world.
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There must be one in this town as well.

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What do you mean?

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It was in Ansem's report.

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The Heartless enter through the Keyhole
and do something to the world's core.

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-What happens to the world?

-In the end, it disappears.

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ALL: What!

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That's why your key is so important.

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Please lock the Keyholes.
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You're the only one who can.

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I don't know...

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Seeing other worlds would
probably serve you well.
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Yeah!

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We gotta find your friends!
And King Mickey!

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I guess you're right...
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Okay!
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Hey, Leon.
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This gummi block's different from the
others. Do you know what it's for?
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Ask Cid. He should know.

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Wait, Sora. Take this with you.

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This stone holds
some mysterious power.
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I've been carrying it for luck.
I want you to hold onto it.

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How do you use it?
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What've you got there?
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Hey!
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-Well, if it ain't a gummi block.

-Yup.

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What's this one for?

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You're kiddin' me!
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You're flying a gummi ship
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and you don't know nothing
about navigation gummis?
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Bunch of pinheads.
Interspace ain't no playground.

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There's a lot we don't know. So what!
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We have to use the gummi ship
to go to other worlds.
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We don't have a choice.

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Whoa, easy.
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I didn't know.
No hard feelings, all right?
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Well, I guess could lend
y'all a hand, then.

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Thanks.

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Basically, with navigation gummis,
you can go to new places.
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You want one on your ship, right?

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I'll install it for you.
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But I got this thing
I gotta go deliver first.

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What do you need to deliver?

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Just this book.
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It's real old. When the guy brought it in,
it was practically falling apart.
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Too beat up to restore it
to the way it was.
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But overall, I did a decent
job puttin' it back together.
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Anyway, you mind deliverin' it for me?
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It's the old house past the Third District.

Look for a big fire sign.
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(BELL GONGING)

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-(STAMMERS) What was that?

-Hmm?
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The bell at the gizmo shop is ringing.
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Go check it out if you want,
but deliver that book for me first.
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When you're done, stop by the house
in the Third District. I'll be there.
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-Is that clear? I...

-Shh!

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HOLMES: I observe that there's a good
deal of German music on the program.

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It is introspective,

and I want to introspect.

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WATSON: But, Holmes, that music

is so frightfully dull.

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HOLMES: Come on.

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(DOOR CLOSES)

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Toby?

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(WHISPERING) Who is Toby?

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Well, my dear, Toby is, uh...

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Well, he's, uh...

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-I say, Basil, who is this Toby chap?

-(RUMBLING)

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-Ah! Here he is now.

-(PANTING)

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-Dawson, Toby.

-(CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY)

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Charmed, I'm sure.

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(GROWLING)

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Now, Toby, stop that!

Toby, cease! Desist!

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Frightfully sorry, old man.

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He has the most splendid sense

of smell of any hound I've trained.

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-But he can be deucedly frisky.

-(SNIFFING)

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-Hello, Toby!

-(SNIFFING)

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(GIGGLES) Silly doggy!

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Would you like a crumpet?

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Now, Toby? To the matter at hand.

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I want you to...

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-(GIGGLING)

-(BASIL WHISTLES)

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(CLEARING THROAT)

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Good, now, Toby...

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Toby...

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-I want you to find this fiend.

-(GROWLING)

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Yes, you know his type. A villain.

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A scoundrel! (SNARLING)

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Low brow. Close-set eyes. Broken wing.

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He's a peg-legged bat

with a broken wing.

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-(GROWLING)

-Yes! That's the spirit!

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Got his scent? Good boy!

Good boy! (CHUCKLES)

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-Miss Flamchester!

-BOTH: Flaversham!

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Whatever. Your father

is as good as found.

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Toby,

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sic 'em!

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A-ha! Yoinks! Tally-ho!

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(BASIL LAUGHING)

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KAIRI: There's something about
this musty place...

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It reminds me of the secret place
back home,
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where we used to scribble on the walls.
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Remember?

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Kairi?

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GOOFY: Sora?
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MERLIN: Well, well.
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You've arrived sooner than I expected.

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Wha... You knew we were coming?

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Of course.

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-Are you... a Heartless?

-He doesn't look like one.

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Oh, my. No.
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My name is Merlin. As you can see,
I am a sorcerer.
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I spend much of my time traveling.
It's good to be home.
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-Your king has requested my help.

-King Mickey?

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MERLIN: Yes, indeed.
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Donald, Goofy. And who might
you be, young man?

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-I'm Sora.

-Ah. So, you have found the key.

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-What did the king ask you to do?

-Just a moment...
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(SINGING)
Hockety pockety wockety wack
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Abracadabra dabra nack
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Shrink in size very small
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We've got to save enough room for all
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Higitus Figitus migitus mum
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Prestidigitonium
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Higitus Figitus migitus mum

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Presto!

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MERLIN: There, now.
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Ahem.
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Your king asked me to train
you in the art of magic.
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We can start anytime you like.
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Let me know when you're
ready to begin the training.

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Oh, and one more thing.
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Hello. I'm the Fairy Godmother.
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Your king asked me to help, too.
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I will assist throughout your journey.

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I do not know how much I can be
of help, but do stop by anytime.
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Oh, that book...
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So, Cid asked you to bring this.
Thank you.
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You wish to know what
kind of book it is?
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I don't even know, myself.
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In fact, it's not mine.
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Somehow it found its way
into my bag one day.
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It was such a curious book,
I asked Cid to repair it for me.
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Well, I guess I'll put it
here somewhere, for now.
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This book holds a great secret.
The missing pages will unlock it.
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I'll leave the book over there.
Do look at it whenever you like.
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My best regards to Cid
for repairing it for me.
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Oh, and about that stone of yours...
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You should ask the Fairy Godmother

about that.
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Do you know what this is?

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Oh, the poor thing!
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-He has turned into a summon gem.

-A summon gem?

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This little creature lived in a world
that was consumed by darkness.
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When a world vanishes,
so do its inhabitants.
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But this one had such a strong heart,
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he became a gem instead
of vanishing with his world.

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Can he regain himself?
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Yes, but only his spirit.
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Now, watch!

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Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!
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-Simba?
-(ROARING)

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I Just Can't Wait to Be King – The Lion King
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(SINGING) I'm gonna be the main event

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Like no king was before
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I'm brushin' up on lookin' down
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I'm workin' on my roar
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Thus far, a rather uninspiring thing

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SIMBA: Oh, I just can't wait to be king

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Everybody, look left
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Everybody, look right

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Everywhere you look, I'm
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Standing in the spotlight

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Not yet!

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Let every creature
go for broke and sing

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Let's hear it in the herd
and on the wing

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It's gonna be
King Simba's finest fling

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Oh, I just can't wait to be king

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Oh, I just can't wait to be king

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Oh, I just can't wait

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To be king

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Whenever you call, he will help you.
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If you find any more of these,
bring them to me.
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Don't worry, when their worlds
are restored they will return there.
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-Sora, please help save them.

-Don't worry, I will.
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You'd best go see Cid
before going anywhere else.
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(CRUZ PANTING)

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(GRUNTING)

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(PANTING)

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You talked him into it!

Way to go, Mr. McQueen!

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(SIGHS) Cruz.

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You could talk a snowmobile

into an air conditioner.

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You're going with me? With that thing?

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Yeah. You still need my help.

You're brittle like a fossil.

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(WHIRRING)

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-We got the cable. (MUMBLING)

-I don't need a trainer out here, Cruz.

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You're old!

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What if you fall on this beach
and can't get up?

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 Well, life's a beach and then you drive.

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(LAUGHS)

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-Oh, McQueen.
-Thank you.

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This is beautiful.

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I can see why Mr. Sterling

said you wanted to train here.

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As soon as this thing's booted up,

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we'll get you on the treadmill...

and I'll track your speed.

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What? No!

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The whole idea is getting
my tires dirty. Real racing.

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I'm not driving on that thing

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when I've got the sand

and the whole earth.

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(MACHINE CHIMING)

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-Oh, okay.

-Luigi, let's do this.
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(ELVIS PRESLEY'S

"DEVIL IN DISGUISE" INTRO PLAYS)

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You Look Like An Angel...

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Mrs. Hasagawa?

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I'm here to answer your newspaper ad.

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-Elvis Presley was a model citizen.

-...Walk Like An Angel...

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I've compiled a list of his traits

for you to practice.

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Number one is dancing.

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I can't talk now, dear.

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I'm waiting for someone

to answer my ad.

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That's why I'm here.

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Hands on your hips.

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Now follow my lead.

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(DRUMBEAT)

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Ooh-hoo.

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...You Fooled Me

With Your Kisses...

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Ah! That's my want ad.

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I know!

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...Heaven Knows

How You Lied To Me

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You're Not The Way...

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HASAGAWA: Whoa, whoa!

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(THUD)

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Why is everything so dark?
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LUIGI: Welcome, racers,

to Fireball Beach!

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Historic home for today's

great test of speed.

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Our finish line will be

the abandoned pier in the distance.

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All right. Quicker than quick,

faster than fast, I am speed...

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That is great self-motivation.

Did you come up with that?

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Yeah, I did.

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On your mark. Get set. Go!

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(WHOOPING)

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There you go! Felt good!
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BLADE:

Fighting wildfire means flying low.
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And that's why

we have Augerin Canyon,
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our own little obstacle course.
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All you gotta do is stay below the rim,
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and when you get to the bridge,
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fly under and pull out.
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Flying low. No problem.
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Overconfidence,
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the kind of attitude

that can get you killed.
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Okay, now, let's see you

make it under that bridge.
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Why did you pull power?

You gotta firewall it.
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The bridge, it's too close to the falls.
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No excuses.
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If there had been a downdraft,

you'd be dead.

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Hey, what was my speed?

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I don't know.
I can only track you on the treadmill.

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No treadmills!

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Oh! What about Hamilton?

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HAMILTON: Hamilton here.

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-Who's Hamilton?
-My electronic personal assistant.

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You know, like on your phone.

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You do have a phone, don't you?

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Racecars don't have phones, Cruz.

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Hamilton, track Mr. McQueen's

speed and report it.

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-Tracking.
-I'll stay as close as I can.

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Your suit will transmit

your speeds to Hamilton.

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Fine. Whatever. Let's do this.
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I am all about coffee.

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-Let's move on to step two.

-...Walk Like An Angel...

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-Elvis played guitar. Here.

-...Talk Like An Angel...

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Hold it like this,

and put your fingers here.

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(STRUMMING SOFTLY)

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See? Now you try.

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(PLAYING BLUES RIFF)

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...And I make great cappuccinos

and lattes with...

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I wish I could, Nani,

but I just hired Teddy

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and with tourist season ending...

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(PLAYING ALONG WITH ELVIS' SOLO

IN "DEVIL IN DISGUISE")

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(PLAYING LOUDLY)

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(ALL GASPING)

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(UKULELE PLAYING CONTINUES)

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(PLAYING EXPERTLY)

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(SONG ENDS)
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Quicker than quick, faster than fast,

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I am speed. Come on, Luigi.

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On your mark, get set, and go!

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HAMILTON: 46 miles per hour.

63 miles. Out of range.

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Huh.

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That's odd. I didn't go!

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(REVVING)
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Make a normal seaplane approach.
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Stay on the step
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while collecting water

through the scoops.

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Just like that.

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Climb out loaded,

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return to your holding orbit,

and drop as directed.

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Copy that?
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Copy that.
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Okay, you've got

12 to 15 seconds to scoop...
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Then 50 feet to climb out.
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And watch out for the tree!

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Indirect attack,

parallel attack, direct attack.
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Know what your fire is doing

at all times.
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Wind speed and direction.
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Temperature, relative humidity.
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And finally, all aircraft

must be on the ground
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30 minutes after sunset.
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Flying low at night is the fastest way
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to get your picture on the wall.
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On sand you got to ease into your start

so your tires can grab, okay?

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Okay.

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You do work with racecars, don't you?

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Yeah, but never outside.

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All right. Let's go again.

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Go!

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HAMILTON: 54 miles per hour.

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75 miles per hour. Out of range.

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-Huh?
-(HAMILTON REPEATING)

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Sorry! Got stuck!
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-Concierge-er-ing is my life.

-...You Look Like An Angel...

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I just love to answer phones...

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 -This is the face of romance.

-...Walk Like An Angel...

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She looks like

she could use some lovin'.

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...Talk Like An Angel,

But I Got Wise...
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Oh, we might have something.

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Good. Now kiss her.

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(STITCH KISSES/WOMAN SCREAMS)

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...The Devil In Disguise...

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I'm sure Elvis had his bad days, too.
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Too early.
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-Go again!

-And go!
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Too high!
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-Ah! Sorry!
-LUIGI: Go!

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Whoa!
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Too low.

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Those crops of yours, they die a lot?

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-Go!
-(ENGINE REVVING)

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The beach ate me.
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Approach looks good.
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Now, increase your airspeed.
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Redline it.
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Go to max torque.
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Don't back off.
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(ALARM PULSING)
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Don't back off!
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Oh, why did you bail out again?
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If you don't push it,

you're not gonna make it
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and you won't be certified.
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McQUEEN: All right, Cruz,

pick a line on the compacted sand.

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You got to have traction

or you're gonna spin out.

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Let's do this thing!

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On your mark, get set, go!

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HAMILTON: 122 miles per hour.

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134 miles... Out of range.

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-Now what?
-I didn't want to hit a crab!

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-You got to be kidding me.

-What? It was cute!

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(McQUEEN GROANS)

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McQUEEN: All right, one last chance

to try this before it gets dark.

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Now, you're going to take off slow

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to let your tires grab.

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And pick a straight line on hard sand

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-so you don't spin out.
-Uh-huh.

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And all of the crabbies

have gone night-night.

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Mr. McQueen.

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All right. Let's go again.

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And go!

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150 miles per hour. 175 miles per hour.

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196 miles per hour.

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-I'm all about saving people?

-...I Thought That I Was In Heaven...

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Actually, I do think we have an opening.

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-Really?

-Okay, this is it.

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-...But I Was Sure Surprised...

-Time to bring it all together.

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Oh, that'd be so great!

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You have no idea

how badly I need this job.

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...The Devil In Your Eyes

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You're The Devil In Disguise...

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It's all you! Knock 'em dead!

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(ELECTRICITY HUMMING)

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...The Devil In Disguise

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(PLAYING UKULELE SOLO

TO "DEVIL IN DISGUISE")

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(PEOPLE CLAPPING IN RHYTHM)

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(SCREAMS)

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(STRUMS FINAL CHORD)

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You're The Devil In Disguise...

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(WHIMPERING)

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-Don't crowd him!

-...Oh, Yes, You Are

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The Devil In Disguise...

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(SNARLING)

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(GASPS AND SCREAMS)

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-The Devil In Disguise, Oh, Yes...

-Hey, knock it off!

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(SNARLS)

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(MAN YELLS)

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(PANICKED SCREAMING)

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(SNARLING HISS)

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(SCREAMING FADES)
_________________________________

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Good job!
_________________________________

You just saved those folks

from a nice vacation.
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(WHOOPING)

All right! Finally! You made it!

_________________________________

Congratulations! How'd I do?

_________________________________

-You topped out at 198.
-198? That's it?

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Still slower than Storm.
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(MELANCHOLY MELODY PLAYS)

_________________________________

(SIGHING)
_________________________________

_________________________________

There you are. What's going on?

_________________________________

Riku!

_________________________________

Hey, hey, cut it out.

_________________________________

SORA: I'm not dreaming this time, right?

_________________________________

I hope not. Took forever to find you.

_________________________________

Riku!
_________________________________
Wait a second, where's Kairi?

_________________________________

Isn't she with you?
_________________________________
Well, don't worry. I'm sure
she made it off the island, too.
_________________________________
We're finally free. Hey, she might
even be looking for us now.

_________________________________

We'll all be together again soon.
_________________________________
Don't worry.
_________________________________
Just leave everything to me.
I know this...

_________________________________

Leave it to who?

_________________________________

Sora, what did you...

_________________________________

I've been looking for you and Kairi, too,
with their help.

_________________________________

Who are they?

_________________________________

Ahem. My name is...

_________________________________

We visited so many places
and worlds, looking for you.

_________________________________

Really? Well, what do you know?
_________________________________
I never would have guessed.

_________________________________

Oh, and guess what?
Sora's the Keyblade master.
_________________________________
-DONALD: Who would've thought it?

-What's that mean!

_________________________________

So, this is called a Keyblade?

_________________________________

Huh?
_________________________________
Hey, give it back.

_________________________________

Catch!
_________________________________
Whoa!

_________________________________

Okay, so, you're coming with us, right?
_________________________________
We've got this awesome rocket.
_________________________________
Wait 'til you see it!

_________________________________

No, he can't come!

_________________________________

What?

_________________________________

Forget it!

_________________________________

Oh, come on! He's my friend!

_________________________________

I don't care!

_________________________________

He's gone.

_________________________________

SORA: Riku?
_________________________________
Nice going.
_________________________________
Oh, well. At least he's okay.
_________________________________
And who knows?

Maybe we'll run into Kairi soon, too.
_________________________________
_________________________________

You guys ever hear of Maleficent?
_________________________________
-I hear she's in town.

-Who is she?

_________________________________

A witch, man, she's a witch!

_________________________________

She's the reason this town
is full of Heartless.
_________________________________
Don't take her lightly.

_________________________________

She's been using the Heartless
for years.

_________________________________

We lost our world, thanks to her.

_________________________________

One day, a swarm of Heartless
took over our world!

_________________________________

That was nine years ago.

_________________________________

I got out of that mess and
came here with these guys.

_________________________________

That's awful!

_________________________________

Our ruler was
a wise man named Ansem.
_________________________________
He dedicated his like to

studying the Heartless.

_________________________________

His report should tell us how to
get rid of the Heartless.

_________________________________

Where's this report?

_________________________________

We don't know.
_________________________________
It got scattered
when our world was destroyed.

_________________________________

I'm sure Maleficent's
got most of the pages.
_________________________________

_________________________________

You see? It's just as I told you.
_________________________________
While you toiled away trying to
find your dear friend,
_________________________________
he quite simply replaced you
with some new companions.
_________________________________
Evidently, now he values them
for more than he does you.
_________________________________

You're better off without that
wretched boy.
_________________________________
Now, think no more of him,

and come with me.
_________________________________
I'll help you find what you're
searching for...
_________________________________
_________________________________

So, you delivered that book?
_________________________________
That navigation gummi's
installed and ready to go.
_________________________________
You find another one, you bring it to me.
_________________________________
I threw in a warp gummi
for the heck of it.
_________________________________

Now you can jump to worlds
you've been to before.
_________________________________
Well, better get back to my real job.
_________________________________
What's my real job? You'll see.
_________________________________
See me at the First District.

_________________________________

I've been thinking about the bell
in the Second District.

_________________________________

That one that rang a bit ago?

_________________________________

The one above the gizmo shop.
There's a legend about it, you know.

_________________________________

But it's all boarded up.
Nobody can get in there.

_________________________________

Heck, go check it out. Ring it three
times to see if anything happens.
_________________________________

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DIEGO: Hey, Buck.

_________________________________

You have a suggestion

for getting around the river?
_________________________________

Let's see if the tablet's

ancient wisdom will guide us.
_________________________________

Hmm.
_________________________________

Hmm.
_________________________________

(GRUNTING)
_________________________________

(LAUGHS)
_________________________________

(ALARM BLARING)
_________________________________

(SCREAMS)
_________________________________

(GRUNTS)
_________________________________

(ECHOING) Let my mammals pass!
_________________________________

That's never gonna work.
_________________________________

The ancients grant us safe passage.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Sweet!
_________________________________

(GRUNTS)
_________________________________

(SCREAMS)
_________________________________

Wow, the air feels strange.
_________________________________

-(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

-Uh...
_________________________________

Diego?
_________________________________

Hmm...
_________________________________

(SNICKERING)
_________________________________

What?
_________________________________

(SID AND DIEGO LAUGHING)
_________________________________

(GRUNTS)
_________________________________

(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

(SCREAMS AND GRUNTS)
_________________________________

(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________

(BOTH GRUNTING)
_________________________________

Finally! We have superpowers!
_________________________________

(BOTH EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________

Ladies and gentlemen,
_________________________________

we have wandered

into an electrical storm.
_________________________________

(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________

I suggest we all

stay away from the trees.
_________________________________

Sure, no problem.
_________________________________

It's not like we're in a forest.
_________________________________

(BOTH EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________

(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________

Boy, Mother Nature sure

is in a bad mood lately.
_________________________________

Good thing we're all here

to help each other.
_________________________________

Oh, like I always say,

stay close, stay alive.
_________________________________

-(THUNDER CRACKS)

-(GASPS)
_________________________________

There they are!
_________________________________

Right out in the open. (LAUGHS)
_________________________________

How stupid can you be?
_________________________________

Come on, kids. Dive!
_________________________________

Everyone, try not to create

any sort of friction.
_________________________________

No friction. Got it.
_________________________________

Yup. Cool beans.
_________________________________

Friction is what now?
_________________________________

Oh, no.
_________________________________

(ALL SCREAMING)
_________________________________

(YELPING)
_________________________________

Come on! Let's get out of here.
_________________________________

(SID SCREAMS)
_________________________________

(BOTH SCREAM)
_________________________________

-Hurry, Granny.

-Don't you hurry me.
_________________________________

I've been struck by lightning

more times...
_________________________________

Ahh! Granny!
_________________________________

...than you've had hot breakfasts.
_________________________________

-(GRUNTING)

-(GASPING)
_________________________________

-(GRUNTS)

-Peaches!
_________________________________

(SCREAMS)
_________________________________

Julian, don't move!
_________________________________

Oh!
_________________________________

I have an idea.
_________________________________

-(GASPS)

-I'm coming, sweetheart!
_________________________________

Julian, why aren't you helping her?
_________________________________

-Wait! No, Manny, she...

-(BOTH SCREAM)
_________________________________

(GRUNTS)
_________________________________

Uh, what are you guys doing?
_________________________________

Helping?
_________________________________

What would "not helping" look like?
_________________________________

-Hey, zapheads!

-Whoo!
_________________________________

(BOTH GRUNTING)
_________________________________

(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________

Manny, get ready to run.
_________________________________

Come on, let's go!
_________________________________

-(GRUNTS)

-(BOTH CONTINUE SCREAMING)
_________________________________

(ALL SCREAMING)
_________________________________

Everybody make it?
_________________________________

Shira, Manny, Crash,
Eddie, Ellie, Granny.

_________________________________

Aw, shoot! I'm out of fingers.
_________________________________

Buck. Where's Buck?
_________________________________

Do you hear that?
_________________________________

A baby!
_________________________________

There's a baby in there!
_________________________________

Buck, wait! It's too dangerous.
_________________________________

(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________

He's gone.
_________________________________

I can't believe it.
_________________________________

Don't know how we'll

go on without you, Buck.
_________________________________

All right, let's go.
_________________________________

(BUCK SCREAMING)
_________________________________

It's Buck!
_________________________________

(GROANING)
_________________________________

(GRUNTS) Huh?
_________________________________

I got you. Don't worry, I got you.
_________________________________

There you are. There.
_________________________________

-Say "hi," everyone.

-ALL: Huh?
_________________________________

Isn't she gorgeous?
_________________________________

How can he tell it's a she?
_________________________________

Oh.
_________________________________

Such a good little poochie-woochie.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Just to be clear,

that's a pumpkin, right?
_________________________________

She has a little jaundice,

but I think she'll be okay.
_________________________________

Yes, you will.
_________________________________

I think I'll call you... Bronwyn.
_________________________________

Um, little buddy? We need you

back on planet Earth.
_________________________________

While it's still here. Okay?
_________________________________

Right you are, mammal.
_________________________________

Who wants to save the world

from the fiery asteroid?
_________________________________

-(SNIFFING)

-You do!
_________________________________

Hmm.
_________________________________

(SNIFFING)
_________________________________

_________________________________

(SNIFFING)

_________________________________

(HOWLING, BARKING)

_________________________________

The thrill of the hunt, eh, Dawson?

_________________________________

A-ha! (STUTTERING)

Quite!

_________________________________

Hoo-hoo! Our peg-legged quarry

can't be far now.

_________________________________

(GRUNTING)

_________________________________

"Get the following.

_________________________________

"Tools." Check. I got tools.

"Gears." Double-check. I got gears.

_________________________________

"Girl." No, didn't get girl. "Uniforms."

_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) I got plenty uniforms.

_________________________________

-(HOWLING)

-Oh, no. I gotta hide. I gotta hide.

_________________________________

I gotta hide!

_________________________________

(TOBY HOWLS)

_________________________________

Splendid job, Toby!

_________________________________

(GROWLING)

_________________________________

(GRUNTS)

_________________________________

Now, Toby, sit.

_________________________________

-Toby, sit.

-Sit, Toby.

_________________________________

Good boy. If you'll excuse me.

_________________________________

You be good now.

_________________________________

We're going to find my father.

_________________________________

Here is our friend's entrance.

_________________________________

But, Basil, how could he fit

in through such a tiny...

_________________________________

Observe, doctor.

_________________________________

Basil, you astound me!

_________________________________

Shh.

_________________________________

Oh. I... I beg your pardon...

_________________________________

Oh, my.

_________________________________

Upon my word,

I've never seen so many toys.

_________________________________

Behind any of which could lurk

a bloodthirsty assassin.

_________________________________

So please, doctor, be very careful.

_________________________________

(CREAKING)

_________________________________

(MARCHING BAND MUSIC PLAYS)

_________________________________

(STAMMERING) Oh!

_________________________________

Please!

_________________________________

(WHISPERS) Quiet.

_________________________________

(WHISPERING) Don't let this girl

out of your sight.

_________________________________

(WHISPERING)

Now, Olivia, dear, stay close.

_________________________________

Hmm...

_________________________________

Checkmate.

_________________________________

A-ha!

_________________________________

Evidence of our peg-legged adversary.

_________________________________

Mmm-hmm. Oh, oh, oh, oh.

_________________________________

-Hmm. How very odd.

-What is it, Basil?

_________________________________

Isn't it painfully obvious, doctor?

_________________________________

These dolls have been

stripped of their uniforms.

_________________________________

And not by any child, either.

_________________________________

(GASPS) Hello.

_________________________________

Someone has taken the liberty

_________________________________

of removing the clockwork mechanisms

from these toys.

_________________________________

-Basil.

-Please, I'm trying to concentrate.

_________________________________

-But Basil, I...

-(SOFT MUSIC PLAYS)

_________________________________

(BARKS)

_________________________________

(VIOLIN PLAYING)

_________________________________

(GEARS CLICKING)

_________________________________

(JACK-IN-THE-BOX LAUGHS)

_________________________________

-(GEARS CLICKING)

-(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

_________________________________

-(GROWLS)

-(OLIVIA SCREAMS)

_________________________________

-Olivia!

-Gotcha! (LAUGHS)

_________________________________

Quickly, doctor!

_________________________________

(HOLLERING) Look out!

_________________________________
(CREAKING)

_________________________________

-(GRUNTING, LAUGHS)

-(GEARS WHIRRING)

_________________________________

(MARCHING BAND MUSIC PLAYS)

_________________________________

(LAUGHING) Bye-bye. Bye-bye!

_________________________________

(GROWLING, BARKING)

_________________________________

(RINGING)

_________________________________

Stop, you fiend!

_________________________________

-(CACKLING)

-(OLIVIA GRUNTS)

_________________________________

(MUFFLED) Help! Uncle Basil, help!

_________________________________

I got the gears, I got the tools

I got the uniforms

_________________________________

I got the girl

_________________________________

(LAUGHS TO MELODY)

_________________________________

Basil! Basil!

_________________________________

DOLL: Mama, Mama.

_________________________________

-Mama.

-(GRUNTING)

_________________________________

-Basil! Olivia... Olivia, she's...

-DOLL: Mama.

_________________________________

-Yes! She's gone, Dawson!

-Mama.

_________________________________

-Confound it!

-DOLL: Mama.

_________________________________

-I told you to watch over the girl.

-DOLL: Mama.

_________________________________

(BASIL GRUNTS)

_________________________________

Now she's been spirited away

by that maniacal little monster.

_________________________________

Soon to be in the clutches of the most

depraved mind in all of London!

_________________________________

I should have known better than to...

_________________________________

Than to...

_________________________________

Eh... I... Uh... Dawson?

_________________________________

Dawson?

_________________________________

I say, Dawson, old chap?

_________________________________

Oh. Uh... Poor girl. (SNIFFLES)

I should have watched her more closely.

_________________________________

Don't worry, old fellow.

_________________________________

It's not entirely hopeless.

_________________________________

-We'll get her back.

-(SNIFFLES)

_________________________________

Do... Do you think there's a chance?

_________________________________

There's always a chance, doctor,

_________________________________

as long as one can think.

_________________________________

(SNIFFING) Mmm.

_________________________________

"Get the following.

_________________________________

-"Tools, gears..."

-BASIL: What?

_________________________________

-"...girl..."

-"Get the..."

_________________________________

Dawson, you've done it!

_________________________________

This list is precisely what we need.

_________________________________

-What?

-Quickly, back to Baker Street.

_________________________________

_________________________________

SKIPPER: Propwash Junction to Dusty.

_________________________________
Come in, Dusty.

Propwash Junction to Dusty.

_________________________________
Hey, Skipper.
_________________________________

Hey! How's it going?

_________________________________
This is tougher than I thought,
_________________________________

but it is so good to hear from you.
_________________________________

Well, we wanted to radio...

_________________________________
Skip, let me tell him.
_________________________________

Oh, all right, Chug.
_________________________________

-Tell me what?

-Okay.

_________________________________
That we... (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________

Oh, I can't!
_________________________________

You tell him, Sparky.
_________________________________

Uh, well.
_________________________________

So, okay, there's this fella

out in California.

_________________________________
CHUG: California!
_________________________________

The Skipper and I know him from back
_________________________________

when we were stationed in Coronado.
_________________________________

Near San Diego!
_________________________________

We all used to go down to Baja.
_________________________________

Near Coronado!
_________________________________

Oh, boy, there was this one time

we went to this bar,

_________________________________
and Skipper put a hula skirt

and coconuts on his...

_________________________________
-SKIPPER: Sparky!

-Right, okay. Sorry. Sorry.

_________________________________
The point is, he has one of your...
_________________________________

Gearboxes!
_________________________________

We got the gearbox!
_________________________________

You got the... You got the...

Are you kidding me?
_________________________________

Oh, wait. It gets better.
_________________________________

He's going to ship it out tonight.
_________________________________

We'll have it in a couple of days!
_________________________________

This is the best news.
_________________________________

This is just what

I needed to hear right now.
_________________________________

We'll let you know as soon as we get it.
_________________________________

Hey, Dusty! Listen to my new siren.
_________________________________

(GRUNTS)
_________________________________

(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________

Huh?
_________________________________

DOTTIE: Yeah, I haven't actually
_________________________________

hooked up his siren yet.
_________________________________

PATCH: All aircraft, be advised...

_________________________________
Something's up. I gotta go, guys.
_________________________________

I repeat, Superintendent Spinner

_________________________________
has entered the base.

_________________________________
What's going on?
_________________________________

Park superintendent.
_________________________________

He waxes himself...daily.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________

CAD: Honk, honk! Beep-beep!
_________________________________

Park superintendent coming.
_________________________________

I sign your paychecks.

Anybody gonna greet me?
_________________________________

Yes, you are!
_________________________________

I got some oil pans to change.
_________________________________

Blade, Blade, Blade.
_________________________________

What do you want, Cad?
_________________________________

That's a big hill. Listen.
_________________________________

Do you think I like driving all around
_________________________________

over here and up there,

over there just to complain?
_________________________________

Answer... No, I don't.
_________________________________

But, I heard from some campers

that one of your staff
_________________________________

just soaked them with that red fire

phosphorescent stuff that you use.
_________________________________

The deodorant.
_________________________________

DUSTY: Yeah, I'm sorry.

That was my fault.
_________________________________

The team needs to train.
_________________________________

There's gonna be some mud

spilled along the way.
_________________________________

Are you kidding me?
_________________________________

-No, that's the way it works.

-No, you are not!
_________________________________

Blade, you're hiding

a world famous racer
_________________________________

right here at Piston Peak!
_________________________________

Ripslinger!
_________________________________

Uh, it's "Crophopper."
_________________________________

Crophopper!
_________________________________

-Dusty.

-Yeah, right.
_________________________________

Me, Cad Spinner. You, one fast plane.
_________________________________

What are you doing up here?
_________________________________

-Well, I'm getting...

-Doesn't matter.
_________________________________

Tomorrow night. The lodge.
_________________________________

Grand reopening party. You're invited!
_________________________________

And I'm thinking,
_________________________________

high-speed flyover.

What are you thinking?
_________________________________

I'm thinking it'll be... It'll be dark.
_________________________________

Hey! There's gonna be a lot of VIPs.
_________________________________

"Very Important Planes."
_________________________________

How would you like to rub tires with the
_________________________________

Secretary of the Interior

of the United States
_________________________________

of America?
_________________________________

I smell photo op! Flash! Cha-ching.
_________________________________

I smell something else.
_________________________________

Blade, Blade, Blade.
_________________________________

Can I explain something? Yes, I can.
_________________________________

Look, spilling mud on people

makes for sad campers.
_________________________________

Big party at my lodge

makes for happy campers.
_________________________________

You understand?
_________________________________

You've packed too many

happy campers into the park
_________________________________

and way too many into that lodge.
_________________________________

Oh, we've got a structural fire engine

down there protecting it.
_________________________________

This isn't just about

protecting the lodge.
_________________________________

There's low humidity...
_________________________________

He got the Park Service

to shift 80 percent of our budget
_________________________________

to his lodge restoration project.
_________________________________

This base is held together

with baling wire and duct tape!
_________________________________

Maru had to rebuild

that old tower himself.
_________________________________

It's better than new!
_________________________________

CAD: Hear me, fellow forest friends,

dirty though you may be.
_________________________________

-This is an historic weekend.

-(CAR PHONE RINGING)
_________________________________

Cad, you got 30 seconds. Go.
_________________________________

Ah, I don't care how much it costs.
_________________________________

Yes, get the crystal glasses.
_________________________________

Yes, fluted! Were you built in a barn?

Come on!
_________________________________

The lodge is only gonna be

grand-reopened once.
_________________________________

I'm not gonna...
_________________________________

Could you hold on a second?
_________________________________

Then fire the old lady,
_________________________________

and get somebody who can get them!
_________________________________

You're not the only ones

who can put out a fire, right?
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________

Will I see you at the party? Yes, I will.

(CLICKING TONGUE)
_________________________________

Superstar!
_________________________________

Can you believe it? Dusty Cropslinger!
_________________________________

He's even more famous

than you, Blazin' Blade.
_________________________________

(SIGHS)
_________________________________

-"Blazin' Blade?"

-Shh!
_________________________________

-What?

-Shh.
_________________________________

-What, me, shush?

-Shh!
_________________________________

-I just said "Blazin' Blade."

-Kilawu!
_________________________________

(WHISPERS) What?
_________________________________

Tonight. Main hangar.
_________________________________

Tell no one.
_________________________________

Especially Blade.

_________________________________

(RATTLING)
_________________________________

(GASPS)
_________________________________

Password.
_________________________________

Password? You didn't tell me...
_________________________________

Shh!
_________________________________

(WHISPERS)

You didn't tell me a password.
_________________________________

It's "Inferno."
_________________________________

Okay.
_________________________________

Oh. Inferno.
_________________________________

Glad you could make it.
_________________________________

You like "Inferno"?
_________________________________

It was either that, or "Maelstrom,"
_________________________________

but that was so Nordic.
_________________________________

Park it over here, Dust Storm.
_________________________________

Our first date, and I saved you a spot.
_________________________________

Yeah. They're real.
_________________________________

"Howard The Truck"?

You invited me here to watch...
_________________________________

Dude, dude, dude.

Judge not a video by its cover.
_________________________________

I'm Larry H. Parkinglot,

and I'll fight for you!

_________________________________
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________

Hold on. Blade was a TV star?
_________________________________

139 episodes of law-breaking love.
_________________________________

Quiet!
_________________________________

Good move, partner.

_________________________________
Man, why you choppies

always spoiling my fun?

_________________________________
Hey, you think it's fun
_________________________________

running station wagons

off the road, you punk?
_________________________________

If I had a nickel

for every crook like you...

_________________________________
Hey, hey, hey!

_________________________________
He ain't worth it, Nick.

_________________________________
ANNOUNCER:

All units, we have a code 904-S.
_________________________________

Structural fire downtown at Studio 4x4.

_________________________________
L.A. Seven-Mary-Four,

this is Officer Nick Lopez.

_________________________________
We're on it!

_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________

Help!

_________________________________
Help!

_________________________________
Hoist!
_________________________________

Are you all right, miss?

_________________________________
Hey, baby.

_________________________________
Ooh, I am now.

_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________

As much as it pains me

to say this, you two jokers...

_________________________________
You did a good job.

_________________________________
Nice catch today, Blade.

_________________________________
Speaking of which, she's got a sister.

_________________________________
Hi.

_________________________________
Good move, partner.

_________________________________
Dudes, let's watch episode 38,

"Super Copter"!
_________________________________

"Super Copter"? This show stinks.
_________________________________

What are you talking about?

This show is the best.
_________________________________

I'm with Cabbie.
_________________________________

-Guys? Hey, guys?

-Quiet!
_________________________________

Thanks.
_________________________________

I just don't get something.
_________________________________

If Blade was such a big TV star,
_________________________________

what is he doing here?
_________________________________

-I don't know.

-We don't know!
_________________________________

It's a mysterious mystery.
_________________________________

It's like my fiancé.

He just vanished. Poof!
_________________________________

From my experience,

this kind of stuff is classified.
_________________________________

Black ops!
_________________________________

I heard he went cuckoo on the set.
_________________________________

You know, probably top secret.
_________________________________

CIA!
_________________________________

-I'm sure he could tell us.

-Yes!
_________________________________

-But he'd have to kill us.

-I don't want to die!
_________________________________

Whatever the reason is,
_________________________________

it's his business, and we're not asking.

_________________________________

_________________________________

When you hear a title like

Pines of Rome

_________________________________
you might think of tree-lined streets

and romantic ruins.
_________________________________

But when the Disney animators

heard this music,
_________________________________

they thought of something

completely different.
_________________________________

Here is the
Chicago Symphony Orchestra

_________________________________
conducted by maestro James Levine,

_________________________________
performing Ottorino Respighi's

Pines of Rome.
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
(MUSIC ENDS)

_________________________________

_________________________________

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!

_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: 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: 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.

_________________________________

(IN SLOW-MOTION) Don't swing!

_________________________________

(ALL 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!

_________________________________

_________________________________

From that day forward,

our boy Hercules could do no wrong.

_________________________________

He was so hot, steam looked cool.

_________________________________

Oh, yeah

_________________________________

Bless my soul

Herc was on a roll

_________________________________

Person of the week

in every Greek opinion poll

_________________________________

-What a pro

-Herc could stop a show

_________________________________

Point him at a monster

and you're talkin' SRO

_________________________________

-He was a no one

-A zero, zero

_________________________________

-Now he's a honcho

-He's a hero

_________________________________

Here was a kid with his act down pat

_________________________________

Zero to hero in no time flat

_________________________________
-Zero to hero

-Just like that (SNAPS)

_________________________________

When he smiled the girls went wild

_________________________________

With oohs and aahs

_________________________________

And they slapped his face

on every vase

_________________________________

On every "vahse"

_________________________________

From appearance fees and royalties

_________________________________

Our Herc had cash to burn

_________________________________

Now nouveau riche and famous

_________________________________

He could tell you what's a Grecian urn

_________________________________

Say amen, there he goes again

_________________________________

-Sweet and undefeated

-And an awesome 10-for-10

_________________________________

Folks lined up just to watch him flex

_________________________________

And this perfect package

packed a pair of pretty pecs

_________________________________

Hercie, he comes

he sees, he conquers

_________________________________

Honey, the crowds were goin' bonkers

_________________________________

He showed the moxie

brains and spunk

_________________________________

Yeah

_________________________________

-From zero to hero

-A major hunk

_________________________________

-Zero to hero

-And who'd have thunk?

_________________________________

Who put the glad in gladiator?

_________________________________

Hercules

_________________________________

Who's darin' deeds are great theatre?

_________________________________

Hercules

_________________________________

-Isn't he bold?

-No one braver

_________________________________

-Is he sweet?

-Our favourite flavour

_________________________________

Hercules

_________________________________

My man.

_________________________________

-Hercules

-Hercules

_________________________________

Hercules

_________________________________

-Hercules

-Look at my Hercules

_________________________________

-Hercules, Hercules

-Yeah, yeah, yeah

_________________________________

Bless my soul, Herc was on a roll

_________________________________

-Undefeated

-Riding high

_________________________________

And the nicest guy.

_________________________________

Not conceited

_________________________________

-He was a nothing

-Zero, zero

_________________________________

-Now he's a honcho

-He's our hero

_________________________________

He hit the heights at breakneck speed

_________________________________

-From zero to hero

-(GRUNTING)

_________________________________

Herc is a hero

_________________________________

Now he's a hero

_________________________________

Yes, indeed

_________________________________

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Agrabah
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To see the whole adventure, go to: Aladdin – Subtitles (en)
_________________________________

_________________________________

CHICKEN LITTLE: (SINGING)

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)

_________________________________
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 comin' 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.

_________________________________

(SINGING) 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.

_________________________________

(GUARD SNORING)

_________________________________

GUARD: Shut up, you thick-skulled dolt.

_________________________________

Always barking at nothing.
_________________________________

All right,

might as well make our rounds.

_________________________________

(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.

_________________________________

(PEOPLE TALKING)
_________________________________

(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________

Here's to everybody!
_________________________________

More wine and meat for my men!
_________________________________

And more women.

_________________________________

Quiet. I'm trying to sleep.
_________________________________

How about a kiss, eh, princess?

_________________________________

Gads, you're a lovely one!
_________________________________

Come on!
_________________________________

Here.
_________________________________

Keep your hands off, you little creeper.
_________________________________

Going somewhere, Creeper?
_________________________________

(MEN SNIGGERING)
_________________________________

Kiss me, love, and I'll die
with a smile on my face.
_________________________________

(MUSIC AND TALKINGS STOPS)

_________________________________

Welcome, Your Majesty.
_________________________________

We're just celebrating our success.
_________________________________

Oh, I mean your success.
_________________________________

We've made no mistakes this time.
_________________________________

Bring in the prisoner!
_________________________________

TARAN: Oh, no.
_________________________________

There, sire.
_________________________________

This is the pig that creates visions.

_________________________________

All right, pig, show His Majesty where
_________________________________
the Black Cauldron can be found!

_________________________________

Go on! Show it!
_________________________________

Stubborn little thing, isn't she?
_________________________________

(GAGGING)
_________________________________

Why, yes, sire. You're quite right.

I'll take care of it at once.
_________________________________

The Black Cauldron. Where is it?
_________________________________

Show us, swine!

_________________________________

I warn you. The King's patience is short.
_________________________________
TARAN: No, no!
_________________________________

No!
_________________________________

(MEN CHATTERING)
_________________________________

Get him! The sneaking, no-good...
_________________________________

Get back, or I'll...

_________________________________

Oh.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Release him.

_________________________________

What?
_________________________________
Here.
_________________________________

Hen Wen.
_________________________________

Oh, Hen Wen. There, there.
_________________________________

I presume, my boy,
_________________________________

you are the keeper of this oracular pig.
_________________________________

(STAMMERS) Yes, sir.
_________________________________

Then instruct her to show me
_________________________________

the whereabouts
of the Black Cauldron.

_________________________________

Oh, sir, I can't. I promised.
_________________________________

Very well.
_________________________________

In that case, the pig is no use to me.
_________________________________

-(CHUCKLING)

-(SQUEALS)
_________________________________

What are you going to do?
_________________________________

No! You can't!
_________________________________

TARAN: Don't!

_________________________________

No! Stop!
_________________________________

I'll make her tell you.
_________________________________

That's better.
_________________________________

Now, get on with the vision, pig.
_________________________________

Hen Wen, from you I do beseech

_________________________________

knowledge that lies beyond my reach.

_________________________________
RUNT: (SINGING)

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!

_________________________________
CHICKEN LITTLE AND ABBY:
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)
_________________________________
(GASPS IN EXCITMENT)
_________________________________
Look! Look, sire! It's working!

_________________________________

(RUNT WHIMPERING)

_________________________________

(ALL GASP)

_________________________________

We're next.

_________________________________

(SQUEALING)

_________________________________

HORNED KING:
Ah, yes. The Black Cauldron.
_________________________________

So it does exist. Go on.
_________________________________

Yes, yes. Where is it?
_________________________________

Show me.
_________________________________

Show me.
_________________________________

(SCREAMS)

_________________________________
Come on, Hen!
_________________________________

After them! Get them! After them!

_________________________________
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)

_________________________________

Gotcha, pig boy!
_________________________________

(EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________

(MEN SHOUTING)

_________________________________

-(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)

_________________________________
They're... They're comin'.

_________________________________

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!

_________________________________
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!

_________________________________

CITIZEN ON TV:

Now 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!

_________________________________

The moat. It's our only chance.

_________________________________
Come on, Hen.

_________________________________

-(WHIMPERS)

-Swim, Hen! Swim!

_________________________________

(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)

-Hurry! Hurry!

_________________________________

Come on! Quick! It's taking off!

_________________________________

Come on! Hurry up!

Please! It's right in...

_________________________________

I'm coming! (GASPS)
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________

Gotcha, pig boy!
_________________________________

I caught him, Your Majesty!

I caught the boy.
_________________________________

But you let the pig go, didn't you?
_________________________________

It wasn't my fault.
_________________________________
(GAGGING)

_________________________________

Throw the boy into the dungeon!

_________________________________

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)

_________________________________

REPORTER 3: 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.

No one blames you.

_________________________________

(GASPING AND PANTING)

_________________________________

(SNIFFLING AND WHIMPERS)

_________________________________

-(RUSTLING)

-(GASPING)

_________________________________

(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)

_________________________________

(PANTING)

_________________________________

(SPUTTERING)
_________________________________

_________________________________

Wasted my whole day.

_________________________________

I wouldn't say that.

_________________________________

It did feel great to be
out here doing real racing.

_________________________________

This isn't real racing. We're on a beach!

_________________________________

All you do is go straight.
How am I gonna get faster if I don't...

_________________________________

Thunder Hollow.

_________________________________

Thunder Hollow!
There's a dirt track there!

_________________________________

That's what I need!
To race against actual racers.

_________________________________

No! Too public! If the press find you,

_________________________________

they will be like many bugs on you.

_________________________________

-Paparazzi! (SPITS)

-Guys, I really need this!

_________________________________

Ah, just leave it to me, boss.

I am a master of disguise.

_________________________________

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)

_________________________________

-(CAMERAS CLICKING)

-(CARS HONKING)

_________________________________

FEMALE CAR: All right! Next!

_________________________________

(WHISTLING TUNE)

_________________________________

(COUGHS AND SPITS)

_________________________________

You, sir, are officially incognito.

_________________________________

Nobody's bothering you.

_________________________________

The great Lightning McQueen.

_________________________________

I can feel it, guys.
Tonight is the night I find my speed!

_________________________________

ANNOUNCER: Racers, get on over

to the startin' line. Pronto!

_________________________________

(ALL CHATTERING)

_________________________________

All right! No more straight lines.

_________________________________

Just a good old-fashioned oval.

_________________________________

Hey, now! You that out-of-towner?

_________________________________

Uh, yes. That's me!

Chester Whipplefilter.

_________________________________

And I'm Frances Beltline.

_________________________________

-Cruz, what are you doing?

-I'm your trainer.

_________________________________

I'm gonna track your speed
from the infield, Whipplefilter.

_________________________________

Fine. Just stay out of the way.

_________________________________

Excuse me, sir?
Where are the other racers?

_________________________________

Oh, they'll be along.

_________________________________

We always let our guests

start right up front.

_________________________________

-(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

-(CROWD CHEERING)

_________________________________

ANNOUNCER: Welcome, y'all,

to Thunder Hollow Speedway...

_________________________________
for tonight's edition of Crazy Eight!
_________________________________
Did he say Crazy Eight?
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________

ANNOUNCER: Race fans!

_________________________________
It's time to meet tonight's challengers!
_________________________________
-(SIREN CHIRPS)
-(IMITATING SIREN SOUNDS)
_________________________________
-Have a nice trip!
-(EVIL LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
Protect and swerve!
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLING TUNE)
_________________________________
Cruz! This isn't what I thought it was.
_________________________________
Come on, follow me and we'll slip out.
_________________________________
Rule number one:
the gate closes, you race.
_________________________________
CRUZ: (GASPS) Wait!

No, no, no. I'm not a racer.
_________________________________
Rule number two: last car standing wins.
_________________________________
And rule number three:
no cursing! It's Family Night.
_________________________________
-Excuse me, sir?
-Wait. No, I'm just a trainer!
_________________________________
-Whoo!
-(BOTH YELPING)

_________________________________

Luck isn't going to help us now.

_________________________________

If she tries to use Hockey Island,

it's going down.

_________________________________

Which is why I've recalled

_________________________________

every hockey memory I can think of.

_________________________________

One of these has got to work

_________________________________

in place of the Core Memory.

_________________________________

-She's about to play!

-Hurry!

_________________________________

ANNOUNCER: And make way for

the undefeated Crazy Eight champion...

_________________________________
the Diva of Demolition, Miss Fritter!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Boo! (LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Lookie here, boys.
We got us a couple of rookies.
_________________________________
I'm gonna call you Muddy Britches
and you Lemonade.
_________________________________
Hey, neither one of them
has a single dent.
_________________________________
Oh, I'm gonna fix that!
_________________________________
All right, everybody! Let's go racing!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(MISS FRITTER LAUGHS)
_________________________________
I'm about to commit a moving violation.
_________________________________

-McQUEEN: Ow.

-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Boo!
-(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)

_________________________________

(POWERING UP)
_________________________________

Ha-ha! We did it, gang! It's working!

_________________________________

Oh!

_________________________________

-(POWERING DOWN)

-(YELPS)

_________________________________
Cruz!

_________________________________

RACER: Ha-ha! Watch out.
_________________________________
What are you doing?
Got to keep moving!
_________________________________
I shouldn't be out here! (SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
-Move, Cruz! Move!
-(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
What do I do? I can't steer!
_________________________________
Turn right to go left!
Turn right to go left!
_________________________________
That doesn't make any sense!
_________________________________
Turn right to go left!
_________________________________
(RACER WHOOPING)
_________________________________
(MANIACAL LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
-Whoa.
-(RACER CAR WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
-Hey, Patty.
-Oh, hey, Bill!
_________________________________
Ahhh! (YELPS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)
_________________________________
Look, Ma, I can drive... Oh, man!
_________________________________
Nice day for a drive, huh?
_________________________________
Hey, buddy!
Get the (HONKS) out of my way!
_________________________________
-Whoo-hoo!
-(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
Hey! I'm driving...
_________________________________
-(IMITATING SIREN)
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
-Oh, look at my new hat!
-(McQUEEN SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(ALL SCREAMING)

_________________________________

SUPERFLY: I'm flying!

No! I'm not flying!

_________________________________

-(CROWD EXCLAIMING)

-CAR: Get it. Get it.
_________________________________
-I got it!
-(CHEERING)

_________________________________

(EXCLAIMING)

_________________________________

(LAUGHS) No! No! Aah!

_________________________________

(GRUNTS)

_________________________________
DISGUST: It's like

we don't learn anything.

_________________________________
-Cruz!
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(IMITATING SIREN SOUND)
_________________________________
Oh!

_________________________________

CABBIE TAXI: Hey, buddy! Move it!
_________________________________
Turn right to go left.
Turn right to go left.
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa. Whoa!

_________________________________

-Here I come, boy!

-TACO: No, no, no!
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Oh, no.
_________________________________
Buckle up, everybody!

_________________________________
It's Fritter time!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
CROWD: (CHANTING) Fritter! Fritter!
_________________________________
Fritter! Fritter! Fritter!
_________________________________
We love you, Miss Fritter.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah! Your license plate's gonna
look real nice in my collection.
_________________________________
-Oh, boy.
-Run!
_________________________________
Oh, no.
_________________________________
Remember, obey all
appropriate street signs.
_________________________________
-Cruz!
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
-(MUD SQUELCHING)
-(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Whoa! Hey...
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa. (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Oh, my gracious! Miss Fritter's down!
-(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(REVVING)
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
MISS FRITTER: Nobody touches him.

_________________________________
He is mine! (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
You gonna get it now, Whipplefilter!

_________________________________

-That's it!

-No, no, no! Breathe.

_________________________________

Find your happy place. (CHOKES)

_________________________________

(YELLING)

_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Come on, McQueen. You can do it.
Come on, Lightning, keep going.
_________________________________

ANNOUNCER: Miss Fritter is

looking to get upright, folks.

_________________________________
And she is not pleased.
_________________________________

CAR: Get up. Get up!
CROWD: Fritter! Fritter!
_________________________________
You about to feel the wrath of the...
_________________________________
Lower Belleville County
Unified School District!
_________________________________
Oh! What the... Wait...
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
No, no, no! No! No!
_________________________________
(GASPS)

_________________________________

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

we have a winner!

_________________________________
Frances Beltline!
_________________________________
Is that me? That's me! I won! I won!
_________________________________
-Cruz! Cruz! No!
-Ahhh! Watch out!
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa. (WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
(WATER GUSHING)
_________________________________
-(CROWD GASPS)
-(SPITS)
_________________________________

MALE CAR: Whipplefilter?
_________________________________
-It's Lightning McQueen!
-(ALL SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)

_________________________________

-CAR: McQueen!

-(CAMERAS FLASHING)
_________________________________
(HORN BLARING)
_________________________________

Fans here at Thunder Hollow
still buzzing over tonight's...
_________________________________
unexpected appearance
of Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
He has always been my favorite!
_________________________________
My garage is covered from
head to toe with 95 posters.

_________________________________

(RUMBLING)

_________________________________

Hockey?

_________________________________

Oh, no, no, she loves hockey.

She can't give up hockey.
_________________________________
LITTLE GIRL: It's for the lost princess.
_________________________________

Bing Bong, we have to

get to that station.

_________________________________

Sure thing. This way,

_________________________________

just past Graham Cracker Castle. Hey.

_________________________________

That's weird.

_________________________________

Graham Cracker Castle

used to be right here.

_________________________________
BING BONG: I wonder why

they moved it? Wow, that's not...

_________________________________

I would have sworn

Sparkle Pony Mountain was right here.

_________________________________

-Hey, what's going on?

-Yeah, yeah... I don't know...

_________________________________

-We'll have to come back.

-(GASPS) Princess Dream World!

_________________________________

Oh, no! The stuffed

Animal Hall of Fame!

_________________________________

(GASPS) My rocket!

_________________________________
BING BONG: Wait! Riley and I,

we're still using that rocket!

_________________________________

It still has some song power left!

_________________________________

♪ Who's your friend who likes to play? ♪

_________________________________

(DISTORTED TUNE PLAYING)

_________________________________

No! No, no, no. No, you can't

take my rocket to the dump!

_________________________________

Riley and I are going to the moon!

_________________________________

Oh!

_________________________________

(BING BONG WHIMPERING)

_________________________________

Riley can't be done with me.

_________________________________

Hey, it's going to be okay!

We can fix this!

_________________________________

We just need to

get back to Headquarters.

_________________________________

Which way to the train station?

_________________________________

I had a whole trip planned for us.

_________________________________

(GASPS) Hey, who's ticklish, huh?

_________________________________

Here comes the tickle monster!

_________________________________

Hey, Bing Bong! Look at this!

_________________________________

(MAKING FUNNY SOUNDS)

_________________________________

Oh! Here's a fun game!

_________________________________

You point to the train station

and we all go there!

_________________________________

Won't that be fun? Come on,

let's go to the train station!

_________________________________

REPORTER: Tell ours listeners at home

you weren't really trying

_________________________________
-to wreck him, were you?
-So trophy's kind of nice.
_________________________________
Don't you think?
_________________________________
I mean, I know you got like
a billion of them, so you would know.
_________________________________
I still can't believe I won. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
It's pretty shiny.
I have never seen one up close.
_________________________________
Looks like they spent
a lot of money on it.
_________________________________
I mean, I think it's real metal.
_________________________________
Stop. Just stop, okay, Cruz?
You don't even know.
_________________________________
-You don't even have one clue...
-Hey! I was just trying...
_________________________________
Do you know what happens
if I lose this race?
_________________________________
Every mile of this trip was to get me
faster than Jackson Storm. Faster!
_________________________________
I started off getting nowhere
for a week on a simulator!
_________________________________
I lose a whole day with you
on Fireball Beach.
_________________________________
And then I waste tonight
in the crosshairs of Miss Fritter!
_________________________________
I'm stuck in the same speed
I was a month ago!
_________________________________
I can't get any faster because
I'm too busy taking care of my trainer!
_________________________________
This is my last chance, Cruz.
Last! Final! Finito!
_________________________________
If I lose, I never get to do this again.
_________________________________
If you were a racer...
_________________________________
you'd know what I'm talking about
but you're not! So you don't.
_________________________________
(CRUZ GASPS)
_________________________________
Mack! Pull over!
_________________________________
What? Now?
_________________________________
Now!
_________________________________
Ahh! Okay! Pulling over!
_________________________________
Ask me if I dreamed of being a trainer,
Mr. McQueen. Go ahead.
_________________________________
Ask me if I got up in the dark
_________________________________
to run laps before school every day.
_________________________________
Ask me if I saved every penny
to buy a ticket
_________________________________
to the races when they came to town.
_________________________________
Ask me if I did that so I could be
a trainer someday. Ask me.
_________________________________
-Did you?
-No!
_________________________________
I've wanted to become a racer forever!
_________________________________
Because of you!
_________________________________

I used to watch you on TV,

flying through the air.

_________________________________

You seemed so... fearless.

_________________________________

"Dream small, Cruz,"

that's what my family used to say.

_________________________________

"Dream small or not at all."

_________________________________

They were just trying to protect me.

_________________________________

But I was the fastest kid in town

_________________________________

and I was gonna prove them wrong.

_________________________________

What happened?

_________________________________

When I got to my first race,
I figured it out.

_________________________________

What?

_________________________________

That I didn't belong.

_________________________________

The other racers looked nothing like me.

_________________________________

They were bigger and stronger

and so... confident.

_________________________________

And when they started their engines,
that was it...

_________________________________

I knew I'd never be a racer.

_________________________________

I just left.

_________________________________

It was my one shot and I didn't take it.

_________________________________

Yeah, so, uh, I'm gonna head back
to the training center.

_________________________________

I think we both know it's for the best.

_________________________________

But can I ask you something?

_________________________________

What was it like for you?

_________________________________

When you showed up to your first race?

_________________________________

How did you know you could do it?

_________________________________

I don't know.
I just never thought I couldn't.

_________________________________

I wish I knew what that felt like.

_________________________________

Good luck, Mr. McQueen.

_________________________________

Cruz. Cruz, wait.

_________________________________

(SIGHS)

_________________________________

(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
_________________________________
_________________________________
July 2017
_________________________________

_________________________________

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!

_________________________________

What? You were trampled?

That's terrible.

_________________________________

I thought rabbits' feet

were supposed to be lucky.

_________________________________

-COMPUTER: You have hate mail.

-I'm 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.

_________________________________

DALLBEN: You must make sure

he never uses Hen Wen

_________________________________
to find the Black Cauldron.
(ECHOING)

_________________________________
TARAN: I won't fail you, Dallben.
_________________________________

Look at me, Hen! I can do it!

(ECHOING)

_________________________________
(SOBBING) I can do it. I can do it.
_________________________________

_________________________________

I'm sorry they took your rocket.

_________________________________

They took something that you loved.

_________________________________

It's gone. Forever.

_________________________________

Sadness. Don't make him feel worse.

_________________________________

Sorry.

_________________________________

It's all I had left of Riley.

_________________________________

I bet you and Riley

had great adventures.

_________________________________

Oh, they were wonderful.

_________________________________

Once we flew back in time.

_________________________________

We had breakfast twice that day.

_________________________________

Sadness...

_________________________________

It sounds amazing. I bet Riley liked it.

_________________________________

(SNIFFLING) Oh, she did.

We were best friends.

_________________________________

Yeah. It's sad.

_________________________________

(CRYING)

_________________________________

Wh...

_________________________________

(GROANS)

_________________________________

I'm okay now.

_________________________________

Come on. The train station is this way.

_________________________________

How did you do that?

_________________________________

Oh, I don't know. He was sad.

_________________________________

So I listened to what...

_________________________________

Hey! There's the train!

_________________________________

(TRAIN HONKING HORN)

_________________________________

(ALL GRUNTING)

_________________________________

Oh! We made it!

We're finally going to get home!

_________________________________

Oh, no! These Facts and Opinions

look so similar.

_________________________________

Oh, don't worry about it.

Happens all the time.

_________________________________

FEMALE CAR ON TV:
And earn your physics degree

_________________________________

from the comfort of your own home...

_________________________________

MALE CAR: You'll get

that and a $200 gift,

_________________________________

-for $29.95.
-(MACK SNORING)

_________________________________

MALE CAR 2: Now look here, Warden...

_________________________________

FEMALE CAR 2: Oh, no!

He's got a jack!

_________________________________

NARRATOR: Autos over 100,000 miles

also reported trouble sleeping.

_________________________________

You could have 12 worn-out wrenches
or you could have one atomic wrench.

_________________________________

MALE CAR: Throw the old ones out.
This covers...

_________________________________
HICKS: "Champion for the Ages".

 Chick Hicks here.
_________________________________
Coming to you live from...

Chick Hicks Studios,

_________________________________

where I'm joined once again by...

_________________________________

next-gen racing expert, Natalie Certain.

_________________________________

Thanks, Chick. Piston Cup champion

Jackson Storm set a new record today...

_________________________________

when he pulled off
the fastest lap ever recorded.

_________________________________

An unprecedented 213 miles an hour.

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HICKS: Wow!

So what do you think, Certain?

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Stormy boy gonna start
the season with another win?

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Highly likely, Chick.

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Based on his recent run times
and forecasted...

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track temperatures on race day,

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Storm's chances of winning...
are 95.2%.

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That low, huh?

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Oh, and in case you missed it,

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talk of the track tonight

is Lightning McQueen...

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finding yet another way

to embarrass himself

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at a demolition derby. Whoa.

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Almost makes me feel sorry for the guy.

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Not really. (CHUCKLES)

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Here's what his new sponsor had to say.

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Everyone, relax. The 95's gonna race.

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Lightning's just taking a somewhat

unconventional approach to this race.

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It's one of the things

his fans love about him.

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HICKS: Yeah, right!

Talk about humiliating.

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If I were old Ka-chow...

I wouldn't even bother

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to show up in Florida.

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That could be for the best, Chick.
Even if he does race...

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McQueen's probability
of winning is 1.2%.

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HICKS: Wow!

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Numbers never lie.
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I'm willing to predict tonight

that Lightning McQueen's racing...
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career will be over within the week.

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It might even be over now.

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I mean, I knew his career

was stuck in the mud...

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(SIGHS)
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