Disney NeverEnding Chronology (Summer 2016 / Dive Into the Heart) - Subtitles (en)

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June 2016
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BUCK: Now, where to begin?
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(CLICKS TONGUE)

How about, "Once upon a time"?

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(DOOR SLAMS)

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How many times have you heard

that to begin a story?

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Let's do something else.

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(GASPS) I got it, I got it, here we go.

Here's how to open a movie!

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Nants ingonyama

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BUCK: No, I don't think so.

It sounds familiar. Doesn't it, to you?

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Oh, no, no, not the book.

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How many have seen

"opening the book" before?

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-(BRAKES SCREECH)

-Close the book. We're not doing that.

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Here's what we're gonna do.

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Why don't I just go back to the day

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things took a turn for the worse?

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Run for your lives!

Everyone run for cover!

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SOS! Mayday! Mayday!

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Code red! Duck and cover!

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You're all in danger!

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-Ah!

-(BABIES CRYING)

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(GRUNTING)

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CHICKEN LITTLE: Run for cover!

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(STEER BELLOWS)

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Run for your lives!

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(SQUEALING)

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-(RINGING)

-(SIREN WAILS)

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Emergency! Emergency!

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(SCREAMING)

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Whoa!

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-Whoa!

-Aaah!

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(BABIES CRYING)

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Look out! Take cover!

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(RAIDERS OF

THE LOST ARK THEME)

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(CAR HORNS HONKING)

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(SCREAMING)

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CHICKEN LITTLE: Run for cover!

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(COUGHS) Chicken Little!

What is it? What's going on?

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The sky is falling! The sky is falling!

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-The sky is falling?

-Are you crazy?

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No, no, no! It's true! Come with me!

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No. Son? What?

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It happened under the old oak tree!

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I'm not making this up. I know it's here.

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(STAMMERING) There's a piece

of the sky somewhere...

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somewhere on the ground here.

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It was shaped like that!

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-It looks like a stop sign?

-Yes!

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Only it doesn't say "stop"

and it's blue and it has a cloud on it.

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And it hit me on the head!

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-It looked like a stop sign.

-REPORTER 1: Wait! What's that?

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-Son, is this what hit you?

-What?

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Oh, no, Dad. It was

definitely a piece of the sky!

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Piece of the sky. It's okay, everyone!

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-Dad, no.

-There's been, like, a little mistake.

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It was just an acorn that hit my son.

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-A little acorn.

-No! Dad, no.

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Quiet, son. This is

embarrassing enough already.

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REPORTERS: Chicken Little!

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REPORTER 2: Chicken Little!

What were you thinking?

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REPORTER 3: Why put

your town's safety in jeopardy?

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REPORTER 4: How could you

mistake a stop sign for an acorn?

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-But it... a big acorn level fluh.

-What did he say?

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-A big acorn level fluh...

-REPORTER 2: It was a big acorn?

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REPORTER 3:

It was an ape throwing coleslaw?

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A big acorn level fluh...

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CITIZEN: Gesundheit!

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Ladies and gentlemen,

it's just gibberish,

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-gibberish of an insane person.

-Come on, Buck!

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Your kid went

and scared us all half to death!

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Well, what can I tell you,

folks, my son, you know...

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Kids do crazy stuff. You have kids. It's...

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No, Dad. It wasn't an acorn.

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It was... It was a piece of the sky.

Really, it was.

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You gotta believe me.
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SORA: I've been having
these weird thoughts lately,
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like is any of this for real or not?

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VOICE: So much to do,
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so little time...
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Take your time.
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Don't be afraid.
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The door is still shut.
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Now, step forward. Can you do it?

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VOICE: Power sleeps within you.
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VOICE: If you give it form...
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It will give you strength.
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Choose well.

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VOICE: The power of the warrior.
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Invincible courage.
A sword of terrible destruction.
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-Is this the power you seek?

-Yes.

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VOICE: Your path is set.

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VOICE: Now, what will
you give up in exchange?

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VOICE: The power of the guardian.
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Kindness to aid friends.
A shield to repel all.
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-You give up this power?

-Yes.

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VOICE: You've chosen the
power of the guardian.
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You've given up the
power of the warrior.
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-Is this the form you choose?

-Yes.

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VOICE: You gained the power to fight.

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VOICE: All right! You've got it.
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Use this power to protect

yourself and others.

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VOICE: There will be times
you have to fight.
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Keep your light burning strong.

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VOICE: Behind you!

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I can't open it...
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(SPEAKING ATLANTEAN)

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(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
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NARRATOR: Legend has it,

in the mystic land of Prydain,
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there was once a king
so cruel and so evil

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that even the gods feared him.

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Since no prison could hold him,

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he was thrown alive into a
crucible of molten iron.

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There, his demonic spirit was captured

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in the form of a great Black Cauldron.

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For uncounted centuries,
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the Black Cauldron lay hidden, waiting,

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while evil men searched for it,

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knowing whoever possessed it

would have the power
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to resurrect an army
of deathless warriors

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and, with them, rule the world.

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VOICE: Hold on.
The door won't open just yet.
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First, tell me more about yourself.

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-What are you afraid of?

-Getting old.

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Getting old? Is that really so scary?

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-What do you want out of life?

-To see rare sights.

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To see rare sights, huh?

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-What's most important to you?

-Being number one.

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Is being number one such a big deal?

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VOICE: You want to
broaden your horizons.
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You're afraid of being indecisive.
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You want friendship.
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Your adventure begins at midday.
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Keep a steady pace and
you'll come through fine.

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Sounds good.

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VOICE: The day you will open the door
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is both far off and very near.
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(BELL TOLLING)

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(CHOIR SINGING SOFTLY)

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(BELL TOLLING)

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(BELLS RINGING)

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(BELLS RINGING LOUDLY)

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(CHOIR SINGING DRAMATICALLY)

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(ROOSTER CROWS)

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CLOPIN: (SINGING) Morning in Paris 

The city awakes

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To the bells of Notre Dame

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The fisherman fishes

The baker man bakes

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To the bells of Notre Dame

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To the big bells as loud as the thunder

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(BELL TOLLING)

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To the little bells soft as a psalm

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(BELLS RINGING)

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And some say the soul

of the city's the toll

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Of the bells

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(BELL TOLLING)

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The bells of Notre Dame

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Listen. They're beautiful, no?

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So many colors of sound,

so many changing moods.

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Because you know they don't

ring all by themselves.

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-PUPPET: They don't?

-No, you silly boy.

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-Up there,

-(BELL TOLLING)

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high, high in the dark bell tower,

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lives the mysterious bell ringer.

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-Who is this creature?

-PUPPET: Who?

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-What is he?

-PUPPET: What?

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-How did he come to be there?

-PUPPET: How?

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-Hush.

-PUPPET: Ow.

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Clopin will tell you.

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It is a tale, a tale of a man...

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And a monster.

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(SINGING) Dark was the night

when our tale was begun

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(BABY CRYING)

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On the docks near Notre Dame

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-Shut it up, will you?

-We'll be spotted!

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Hush, little one.

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Four frightened gypsies

slid silently under

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The docks near Notre Dame

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Four guilders

for safe passage into Paris.

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A trap had been laid for the gypsies

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And they gazed up in fear and alarm

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At a figure whose clutches

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Were iron as much as the bells

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Judge Claude Frollo!

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The bells of Notre Dame

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CHOIR: Kyrie eleison

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CLOPIN: Judge Claude Frollo longed

to purge the world of vice and sin

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CHOIR: Kyrie eleison

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CLOPIN: And he saw corruption

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Everywhere except within

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Bring these gypsy vermin

to the palace of justice.

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You there! What are you hiding?

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Stolen goods, no doubt.

Take them from her.

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-(THUNDER CRACKING)

-She ran.

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CHOIR: Dies irae 

Dies irae

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Dies illa

Dies illa

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Solvet saeclum in favilla

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(PANTING)

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(GRUNTS)

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Quantus tremor est futurus

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(HORSE WHINNYING)

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Quando judex est venturus

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Sanctuary! Please, give us sanctuary!

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Quantus tremor est futurus

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(HORSE WHINNYING)

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Dies irae

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(BABY CRYING)

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A baby?

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(GASPS) A monster!

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Solvet saeclum in favilla

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Dies irae 

Dies irae

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(CHOIR SINGING DRAMATICALLY)

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(THUNDER CRACKING)

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"Stop!" cried the archdeacon.

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The is an unholy demon.

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I'm sending it back to hell,

where it belongs.

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(SINGING) See, there,

the innocent blood you have spilt

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On the steps of Notre Dame

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I am guiltless. She ran. I pursued.

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Now you would add this child's

blood to your guilt

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On the steps of Notre Dame

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My conscience is clear.

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You can lie to yourself

and your minions

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You can claim that you haven't a qualm

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But you never can run from

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Nor hide what you've done

from the eyes

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The very eyes

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Of Notre Dame

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CHOIR: Kyrie eleison

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CLOPIN: And for one time in his life

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Of power and control

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CHOIR: Kyrie eleison

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CLOPIN: Frollo felt a twinge of fear

for his immortal soul

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What must I do?

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Care for the child

and raise it as your own.

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What? I am to be saddled

with this misshapen...

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Very well.

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But let him live with you in your church.

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Live here? Where?

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Anywhere.

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(SINGING) Just so he's kept 
locked away

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Where no one else can see

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The bell tower, perhaps.

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And who knows? Our Lord works

in mysterious ways.

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(SINGING) Even this foul creature

may yet prove one day to be

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Of use to me

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And Frollo gave the child a cruel name,

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a name that means "half-formed."

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Quasimodo.

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(SINGING) Now here is a riddle

to guess if you can

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Sing the bells of Notre Dame

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Who is the monster and who is the man

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(BELL CHIMING)

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Sing the bells, bells

Bells, bells

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Bells, bells

Bells, bells

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Bells of Notre Dame

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(CHOIR SINGING DRAMATICALLY)
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Now it's always once upon a time
in New York City

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It's a big old, bad old, tough old town

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It's true

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But beginnings are contagious there

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They're always settin' stages there

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They're always

turnin' pages there for you

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Ain't it great the way

it all begins in New York City

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BOY: Let me have one. Please.

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Right away you're makin' time

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And makin' friends

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(MEOWING)

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No one cares where you were yesterday

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(MEOWS)

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If they pick you out you're on your way

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To a once upon a time

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That never ends

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So, Oliver, don't be shy

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Get out there and go and try

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Believin' that you're the guy

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They're dyin' to see

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'Cause a dream's no crime

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Not once upon a time

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(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

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Once upon a time in New York City
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If it's always once upon a time

in New York City

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(THUNDERCLAP)

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Why does nightfall find ya

feelin' so alone

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How could anyone stay starry-eyed

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When it's rainin' cats and dogs outside

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And the rain is saying

"Now you're on your own"

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(MEOWS)

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(WHIMPERS)

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(MEOWS)

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So, Oliver, don't be scared
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Though yesterday no one cared
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They're gettin' your place prepared
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Where you wanna be
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Keep your dream alive
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Dreamin' is still how the strong survive
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Once upon a time in New York City

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(GROWLING)

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-(GROWLING CONTINUES)

-(BARKING)

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Keep your dream alive
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Dreamin' is still how the strong survive
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Once upon a time in New York City

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(THUNDERCLAP)

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Keep your dream alive
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Dreamin' is still how the strong survive
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Once upon a time in New York City
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And it's always once upon a time
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In New York City

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VOICE: The closer you get to light,
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the greater your shadow becomes.

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VOICE: But don't be afraid.
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And don't forget...

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VOICE: But don't be afraid.
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You hold the mightiest weapon of all.

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VOICE: So don't forget.
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You are the one who will open the door.
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July 2016
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(LAUGHING)
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Money, money, money. Hey!
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(GROANING)
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You got a date with justice,
One-Eyed Bart.

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Too bad, Sheriff. I'm a married man.

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(MRS. POTATO HEAD EXCLAIMING)
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One-Eyed Betty!
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Whoa! Whoa!
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-(YELLING)

-(MR. POTATO HEAD CACKLING)
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(GASPS)
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I think you dropped something, mister.
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-Jessie?

-Give it up, Bart!
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You've reached the end of the line!
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I always wanted to go out with a bang!
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-Oh, no!

-The orphans!
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Hate to leave early, but our ride is here.

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(CAR HONKING)
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Ooh!
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It's me or the kiddies, Sheriff.
Take your pick.

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Whoo-hoo!
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-Ride like the wind, Bullseye!

-Hee-yah!
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Hold him steady!
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Woody, hurry!
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(GASPING)
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No!
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(MUFFLED THUD)
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Glad I could catch the train!
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Now let's catch some criminals.

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To infinity and beyond!
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-(LAUGHS)

-Whoo-hoo!
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ALIENS: Ooh!

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Reach for the sky.

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You can't touch me, Sheriff!
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I brought my attack dog
with a built-in force field.

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(WHISTLES)
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(GROWLS)
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(LAUGHING)
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Well, I brought my dinosaur
who eats force-field dogs.

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Yodel-ay-hee-hoo!
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(ROARING)
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Huh?
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Evil Dr. Pork Chop!
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That's Mr. Evil Dr. Pork Chop to you.
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(LAUGHS)
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(ROARS)
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(WHIMPERS)
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(MONKEYS SCREAMING)
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(YELLS)
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(GRUNTS)
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(CACKLING)
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(ANDY CACKLING)
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ANDY: "Buzz,

shoot your laser at my badge."
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"Woody, no. It'll kill you." "Just do it!"
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(MIMICS LASERFIRE)
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(MIMICS EXPLOSION)
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"You're going to jail, Bart."
(YELLS) "Watch out!"
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(ANDY'S MOM LAUGHING)
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Mom!
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ANDY'S MOM: No, no, no. Just keep

playing. Just pretend I'm not here.

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Oh, no, Molly!
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No, it's okay, Mom.
It's a 50-foot baby from outer space.

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And she's on a rampage.
Run for your lives!
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Buster, get out of there.
Does the red light mean it's going?
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(SOULFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
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Come on.
Say "Happy birthday" to Molly.

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You've got a friend in me

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-Happy birthday!

-ANDY'S MOM: Oh, charming.

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-You've got a friend in me

-Happy birthday!
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ANDY'S MOM:

Look how tall you're getting.

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-Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
-When the road looks rough ahead

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And you're miles and miles
from your nice, warm bed

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(LAUGHS)

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If we stick together
we can see it through

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"I came as fast as I could.
Buzz, behind you!"

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'Cause, you've got a friend in me

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"Got it, Woody."
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VOICE BOX:

Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!

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Yeah, you've got a friend in me

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"Good work, Buzz."

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Some other folks might be
a little bit smarter than I am
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Bigger and stronger too

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-Yee-haw!
-Maybe
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(MIMICKING AIRPLANE)

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But none of them will ever love you
the way I do

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-It's me and you, boy

-(LAUGHING)

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And as the years go by
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-(MUSIC FADING)
-Our friendship will never die

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NEIL deBUCK WEASEL:
The universe...

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A vast expanse of space and matter.
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It includes all that we see,

and all that we know.
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Since the beginning of time,
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we have wondered how it came to be.
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A gloriously orchestrated plan?
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A chance series of events?
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Or something much, much dumber?
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(YELPING)
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(HUMMING)
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(SNIFFING)
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Aha!
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(GRUNTING)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GROANS)
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(SNIFFS) Eee!
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(SNIFFING)
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(METALLIC CLANGING)
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(SNIFFING)
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-(CLANGS)

-(REVERBERATING)
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(GROANING)
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(SNIFFING)
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(EXCLAIMS)
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(POWERING UP)
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(GASPS)
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(STRAINING)
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(GROANS)
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(STRAINING)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GROANS)
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(SCREAMS)
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(ALARM BLARING)
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(SCREAMS)
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(GROANS)
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(GASPS)
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(SCREAMS)
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(YELPING)
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(SCREAMING)
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(ECHOING SCREAM)
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(STRAINING)
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(GROANING)
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(WHIMPERS)
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(GASPS)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GASPS)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GRUNTING)
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(STRAINING)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GROANS)
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(GASPS)
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(COOING)
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(SPRACH ZARATHUSTRA PLAYING)

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(GRUNTING)
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(SCREAMS)
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(GASPS)
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(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
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(McQUEEN EXHALES)
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McQUEEN: Okay, here we go.
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Focus. Speed. I am speed.

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(ENGINES ROARING)

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One winner, 42 losers.
I eat losers for breakfast.

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Did I used to say that?

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-MATER: Yes, sir, you did.
-(McQUEEN GASPS)

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-You used to say that all the time.

-Mater, what are you doing in here?

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Well, I didn't want you to be lonely.

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(STUTTERS) Thank you.
But I'm kind of preparing for a race.

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I need a little quiet.

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Oh, right. You got it, buddy.

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Hey, everybody, listen up.

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My best friend, Lightning McQueen,
needs quiet. (SHOUTING) Perfect quiet!

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(CHUCKLES)

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Okay. Where was I?

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(EXHALES DEEPLY)

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Racing. Real racing.

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(SCOFFS)

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That ain't racing.

That wasn't even a Sunday drive.

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That was one lap.

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Racing is 500 of those.

Everybody fighting to move up.

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Lap after lap. Inside, outside,

inches apart. Never touching.

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Now that's racing.

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(CHUCKLES) Well, I can't argue
with The Doc Hudson.

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(CHUCKLES) How true, how true.

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(LAUGHS)

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-(BANGS ON DOOR)
-(CHUCKLES)

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MACK: Hey, Lightning, you ready?

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Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready.

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(ENGINE REVVING)

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This one's for you, Doc.

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BRENT: Look at them go!
Into the final lap.

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And here comes number seven...
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Dusty Crophopper!
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And Dusty wins the gold!
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Go, Duster!
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Dusty, you were just

a small-town crop duster
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who overcame impossible odds
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to win the Wings Around

the Globe Rally.
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And now, you're an air racing legend.
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Well, Brent, I've had an amazing team
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supporting me every step of the way.
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The best coach, the best mechanic...
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and the best fuel truck

that anyone could ask for.
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Hey, wait a minute.

You're a gas consultant.
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That's correct. I've got gas.
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(CROWD CHEERING)
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(CHUCKLES)

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