Saturday, July 25, 2020

Disney NeverEnding Chronology (Thanksgiving 2017/Winter 2017) - Subtitles (en)

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(INSECT GRUNTING)
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(ANIMAL GRUNTING)
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(DIDGERIDOO PLAYS)
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MAN ON RADIO: Thundershowers are
expected in the Crocodile Falls area
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and some of the surrounding gullies,
so take out your...
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WOMAN: Cody!
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Yeah, Mom?
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-What about your breakfast?
-I've got some sandwiches in my pack.
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-Be home for supper.
-No worries, Mom.
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(DIDGERIDOO PLAYS)
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(BIRDS CALLING)
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I know, I'm coming.
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Hustle up, Nelson.
Faloo's sounding the call!
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(DIDGERIDOO PLAYS)
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Come on, little wombats, hurry!
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-(DIDGERIDOO PLAYS)
-Who's caught this time?
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You don't know her, Cody.
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Her name is Marahute,
the great golden eagle.
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Where is she?
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She's caught, high on a cliff
in a poacher's trap.
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-You're the only one who can reach her.
-I'll get her loose.
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Righto. Hop on, no time to lose.
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She's up on top of that ridge.
Be careful, little friend.
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Marahute!
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(SCREECHING)
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Calm down, calm down.
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I'm not gonna hurt you.
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That's a girl. Stay still.
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It's okay.
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No, wait! I'm here to help you.
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Easy! Easy!
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You're free!
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(SCREAMING)
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(GRUNTS)
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Higher!
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(MARAHUTE CALLING)
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CODY: Whoa!
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(LAUGHING)
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(SCREECHES)
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(MIMICS MARAHUTE)
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(CODY LAUGHING)
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-(BIRDS SQUAWKING)
-Whoa!
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(CALLING)
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Wow.
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You're a mom!
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They're very warm.
Are they gonna hatch soon?
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(COOING)
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Where's the daddy eagle?
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Oh. My dad's gone, too.
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(WHIMPERS)
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(MARAHUTE CALLS)
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(MIMICS PLANE)
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(BELL JINGLING)
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(GROANS)
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(GASPING)
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(CHUCKLING)
Hey, little fella, what happened to you?
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Oh, no! Get away!
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-Don't worry. I'll get you loose.
-It's a trap. Careful!
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(ALARM BEEPING)
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(ENGINE STARTING)
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McLEACH: (LAUGHING) Got one!
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-Are you all right?
-Yeah, I think so.
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-Okey-dokey.
-Wait! Hey, come back!
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(MOUSE GROANING)
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Here you go, grab on.
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That's great. Just a little more,
a little further...
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There! I got it.
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(RUMBLING)
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-Oh-oh.
-(BIRDS SQUAWKING)
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(SHRIEKS)
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(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
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-(SNARLS)
-(SCREAMS)
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-(GUN COCKING)
-Well, Joanna, what'd we get today?
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A dingo, a fat ol' razorback,
or a nice big...
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Boy?
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(JOANNA GROWLS QUIETLY)
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Joanna, you been diggin' holes
out here again?
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Dumb lizard always trying
to bury squirrels out here.
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Uh-uh. It's a trap,
and poaching's against the law.
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Trap? Where'd you get
an idea like that?
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I think you've been
down in that hole for too long.
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Come on, grab hold.
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We'll get you out of this old lizard hole
and you can just run along home.
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This is a poacher's trap
and you're a poacher.
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(JOANNA SNARLS)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GUNSHOT)
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Let go! Hey, get off of me.
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McLEACH: I'm gonna kill her.
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I'm gonna kill that dumb, slimy,
egg-sucking salamander.
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-Cut it out! Get off of me.
-(GUN COCKING)
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(WHIMPERS)
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Hmm.
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Good girl, Joanna.
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Say, where'd you get
this pretty feather, boy?
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It was a present.
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That's real nice. Who gave it to you?
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It's a secret.
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That's no secret, boy.
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You see, I already got the father.
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(CHUCKLING)
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You just tell me where Momma
and those little eggs are.
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No!
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Joanna, sic him!
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You're coming with me, boy.
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My mom'll call the rangers!
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Oh, no. Not the rangers. What'll I do?
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What'll I do?
Don't let your mom call the rangers!
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Please don't!
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"My poor baby boy got eaten
by the crocodiles!"
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Boo hoo hoo.
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Let's go, boy!
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Help!
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(THUNDER RUMBLING)
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Help! Someone, help!
McLeach took a little boy.
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Send for help!
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(BEEPING)
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(BEEPING CONTINUES)
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(ELECTRICAL HUMMING)
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(BEEPING)
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(ELECTRICAL STATIC, BLEEPS)
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(WHISTLING)
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(TELEPHONE RINGING)
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(WIND HOWLING)
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(BEEPING)
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Code red, code red! Attention
all Rescue Aid Society delegates.
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All delegates report immediately
to the main assembly hall.
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This is an emergency meeting.
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I repeat, this is a code red
emergency meeting!
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(TAPPING)
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Order!
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Yes, I know it's late, but I'm...
Really? Pajamas?
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Hello, Frank, how are you?
Nice to see you!
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And Esmerelda, there you are!
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Quiet now, please,
everyone pay attention.
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There has been
a kidnapping in Australia.
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-(ALL GASP)
-A young boy needs our help.
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This is a mission
requiring our very finest,
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and I know we are all thinking
ofthe same two mice. (CHUCKLING)
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-(ALL GASP)
-What's this? Gone?
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We must find Bernard
and Miss Bianca at once!
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Oh, pea soup.
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Pea soup!
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(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
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(INDISTINCT LAUGHING)
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To my dear Bernard,
and our wonderful partnership.
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Uh, yeah, wonderful.
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You've been very quiet this evening.
Is there something on your mind?
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Well, um, actually...
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-I was wondering...
-Yes, darling?
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I... Miss Bianca, would you...
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Would you...
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Would you excuse me for a minute?
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Pardonnez-moi, Mademoiselle Bianca,
I have important news.
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 Yes, François? What is it?
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You and Bernard
have been asked to accept
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a dangerous mission to Australia.
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The poor boy. This is dreadful.
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Now where is Bernard?
I must tell him at once!
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Allow me, madame,
I will tell him immediately.
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Miss Bianca, will you marry me?
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Quickly, Monsieur Bernard!
I must speak with you.
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-Not now, François, I'm busy!
-No, monsieur, you don't...
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-Bernard, did you talk to François?
-Yes, but there's something I want...
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I know what you're going to say.
François told me about it.
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He did? How did he...
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It doesn't matter,
I think it's a marvelous idea.
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You do?
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I mean, you really want to?
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I don't think it's a matter of wanting,
it's a matter of duty.
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Duty? I never thought of it...
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Well, all right.
How does next April sound to you?
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Heavens, no!
We must act immediately, tonight!
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Tonight? But wait!
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Bianca, this is so sudden. I mean, don't
you at least need a gown or something?
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No, just a pair of khaki shorts
and some hiking boots!
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Hiking boots?
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-(CROWD APPLAUDS)
-Oh, there you are.
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Come along, come along.
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Delegates, we have
an important announcement.
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Bernard and I have decided
to accept the mission to Australia.
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Australia?
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Good show!
Now, you must fly out immediately!
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It's a little nippy outside,
but we won't let that stop us, will we?
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(CHUCKLING)
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(SNORING)
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Klaus. Klaus, the pinata's drooping.
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(SNORING)
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Hand me the ratchet wrench.
I can fix it. Ow!
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Hey, Marlin?
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(MARLIN SNORING)
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Oh. Hey, guys, I was just...
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Ow! Ow! Ow!
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Dory! It's not time to get up yet.
You have to go back to bed.
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And remember, the anemone stings.
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Oh, right. Yeah. Sorry.
Back to bed, back to bed.
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Hey, Marlin? Ow!
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Back to bed! That was it.
Very simple. Bed. Back to it.
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DORY: Mmm, got it.
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Hey, Marlin?
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And we're up. That's it.
Ready to start the day.
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-And we were looking for something.
-Nemo.
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Right. I remember it
like it was yesterday.
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Of course, I don't really remember
yesterday all that well.
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(NEMO LAUGHING)
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Anyway, I would say the scariest
moment of the trip was the 4 sharks.
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NEMO: Wait, I thought
there were 3 sharks.
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MARLIN: No. No,
there were definitely four.
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But last time you told it,
there were three.
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Son, which one of us travelled
across the entire ocean?
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-Nemo did.
-(YELPS)
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Obviously we had to cross the ocean...
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to find him, so you know... He went first.
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I guess that's true. Isn't it?
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Well, you made it!
You almost missed the field trip.
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A field trip? Ooh, I love field trips.
Where are we going?
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-I thought you told her.
-I did tell her!
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-Uh... Dory.
-Yeah.
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Mr. Ray has too many fish
to keep an eye on today.
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Uh-huh.
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So it would be best if today
you weren't exactly with the class.
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Oh. Why not?
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Well, you know, you have problems
remembering things sometimes.
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That's the one thing I can remember.
Yes.
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Okay. And sometimes it's not your fault,
but it can cause you to wander.
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And Mr. Ray doesn't really have time
to worry about fish who wander.
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In other words,
he doesn't have enough help.
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Poor guy.
You know, he's so overworked.
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-You understand.
-I totally understand now.
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-Okay.
-Mm-hmm.
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He wants me
to be the teacher's assistant.
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Uh... No, not exactly.
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I am so honoured. I have never been
a teaching assistant before.
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Mr. Ray! You got help.
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(LAUGHS AWKWARDLY)
Oh. Okeydokey.
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(STUDENTS LAUGHING)
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-All right, kids.
-All right, kids.
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-Today's the day!
-Today's the day!
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Our field trip to the sting ray migration.
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Sting ray migration.
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Now, does anyone know
why we migrate?
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(COUGHS)
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Come on. You got to know this stuff.
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Migration is about going back to...
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-Bed!
-Yes!
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-No.
-No.
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-The sand!
-No! Migration is about going home.
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-Home.
-Which is where you're from.
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Where you're from.
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Can someone tell me
where they're from?
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-I live by a giant rock.
-I live 3 coral caves away from here.
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My house is covered in algae.
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Where'd you grow up, Dory?
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Me? Um, I don't know.
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My family. Where are they?
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-Can I help you?
-(STUDENTS LAUGHING)
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I'm sorry. Did I forget again?
You see, I suffer from...
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STUDENTS: Short-term memory loss.
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How can you remember your family
if you have short-term memory loss?
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Good question. See, I can remember
some things because well...
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They make sense.
Like, um, I have a family.
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I know because I've... I must have
come from somewhere. Right?
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Everyone has a family.
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I may not remember their names
and what they look like.
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And I may not even be able to
ever find them again, but, um...
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-What were we talking about?
-Mommies and daddies.
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Mommies and daddies. Right.
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Why are we talking about
mommies and daddies? Oh. Oh!
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That class. Uh-oh. Why me? Okay.
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You guys seem a little young,
but, um, okay.
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You see, kids,
when two fish love each other...
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And we'll stop right there.
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Climb aboard, explorers.
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I feel a migration song coming on.
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♪ Oh...
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♪ Migration, migration
let's learn about migration
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♪ It's nature's inspiration
to move around the sea
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♪ Here's a scientific promise
That a fish who's Oceanodromous
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♪ Where did everyone go? I'm by myself
Oh, there they are. I'm back
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♪ Plus or minus 4 degrees
based on solar positioning ♪
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Oh, kids stay away from the edge.
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Okay, you hear that? Okay, everybody
stay back from the edge. Come on.
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-Okay, that's too far.
-That's too far.
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Come on. Come on.
Get back over here. Back this way.
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-Now, I need everyone to listen to me.
-All right, listen up!
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-When the rays pass through here...
-The rays, gonna pass through.
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What do we have to be careful of?
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Everybody has to be careful of what?
Hmm?
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ALL: The undertow!
MR. RAY: That's right.
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That's right. The under... The undertow?
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MR. RAY: Because the current created
by all the flapping is very strong.
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And if you're not careful,
you can get pulled into...
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Mr. Ray! So how do the stingrays
all know where to go?
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That's what an instinct is, Nemo.
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Something deep inside you that feels
so familiar that you have to listen to it.
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Like a song you've always known.
And I can hear mine now!
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STINGRAYS: ♪ To and fro,
our hearts know where to go
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♪ Beating like a drum
it sends us back to where we're from
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♪ Oh... we're going home
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-♪ We know who we are...
-(STUDENTS GASPING)
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♪ And it's time to travel far
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♪ For days and nights we'll roam,
to make our way back home
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♪ Oh... we're going home
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-♪ Swimming to and fro,
-Wow!
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♪ Our hearts know where to go
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♪ Beating like a drum, it sends us back
to where we're from 
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We see the undertow
and we say... (SCREAMS)
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-ALL: Dory!
-(SCREAMING)
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Dory!
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MR. RAY: Dory! Dory!
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-(GASPS) Is she dead?
-MR. RAY: No, she's not dead.
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-STUDENTS: Aw. Oh, man.
-Give her some space, everybody.
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The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
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The Jewel of Morro Bay, California?
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I remembered something so I...
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(GASPS) I remembered something!
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I actually remembered something!
Something important.
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Something important?
What? What was it?
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Uh... I'm not sure any more,
but I can still feel it. It's right there.
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All right, thank you, Mr. Ray.
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Okay, come on. Try to remember better.
Don't be such a Dory, Dory.
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Hmm. I don't know. I...
Hold on. Hold on.
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-Uh... Oh. Oh!
-What? Did you remember?
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Ugh, I don't remember.
It was something... It was...
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Oh, oh, oh! It was something about the...
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-The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
-(GASPS)
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My family!
(GASPS) I remember my family!
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They're out there somewhere.
I have to find them.
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Guys, you got to help me.
Guys! Guys! Hello?
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Guys! Where are you?
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-MARLIN: Dory!
-Hello?
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-Dory!
-Ah! Where did you go?
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-You were the one to go.
-My parents. I remembered them.
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What? What did you remember?
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I remembered them! My mom. My dad.
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I have a family. Oh! They don't know
where I am. Let's go. We have to go.
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Dory, no. No! This is crazy!
Where exactly are you trying to go?
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To the Gem of the Baltic?
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-The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
-Yes!
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No, Dory. California's all the way
across the ocean.
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Then we'd better get going.
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How come every time we're on the edge
of this reef, one of us is trying...
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to leave?
For once, can't we just enjoy the view?
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How can you be talking about the view
when I remembered my family?
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No! We've done our ocean travels.
That part of our lives is over.
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The only reason to travel
in the first place is so...
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-you don't have to travel ever again.
-Yeah, but I want to...
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(MARLIN GROANS AND COUGHS)
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-Dory, look...
-Please.
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All I know is that I miss them.
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I really, really miss them.
I didn't know what that felt like.
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Do you know what that feels like?
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(SIGHS)
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Yes, I know what that feels like.
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I don't want to forget this.
Somewhere out there is my family.
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Please, Marlin,
I can't find them on my own.
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I'll forget.
Please help me find my family.
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Yeah, Dad, you can get us all the way
across the ocean. Right?
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No. (SIGHS)
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But I know a guy.
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(THUNDER RUMBLING)
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Whoa! It's raining cats
and dogs out there!
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I hope they make it back
all right.
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-Heads up! Andy's coming!
-(JESSIE GASPS)
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ANDY'S MOM:
Andy, time for dinner.
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Yes! I'm starving!
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ANDY'S MOM: Don't forget
to wash your hands!
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ANDY: Okay, Mom!
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(GASPS)
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(REX SHRIEKS)
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BUZZ: Do you see him?
WOODY: No.
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Well, he's done for.
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He'll be lost! Forever!
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Jessie. Buzz. Slink.
Molly's room.
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The rest of you, stay put.
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(GRUNTS) Bo!
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-(SHEEP BLEATING)
-Situation?
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Lost toy. Side yard.
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Billy. Goat. Gruff.
Raise the blinds.
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(BLEATING)
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They have names?
You never told me that.
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You never asked.
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Where is he?
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(THUNDER CRASHING)
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WOODY: There!
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BUZZ: How do we reach him?
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BOTH: Operation Pull-Toy!
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-Slink!
-You got it, Woody!
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Barbies!
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Go!
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(WIND BLOWING)
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BO PEEP: Flashlight.
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(WHIRRING)
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Hang on, R.C.!
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(GASPS, GRUNTS)
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-I ain't got any more slink!
-(GRUNTING)
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-(BO PEEP GASPS)
-(STRAINING)
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(WOODY PANTING)
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(MONKEYS SCREAMING)
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(GASPS)
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(BOTH GRUNTING)
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-(SWITCH CLICKS)
-(BO PEEP GASPS)
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(GRUNTING)
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MAN: Oh, it's beautiful.
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ANDY'S MOM: I'm so glad to see
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this old lamp
go to a good home.
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We've had it since
Molly was a baby.
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Molly, are you sure
it's all right?
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MOLLY: Yeah,
I don't want it anymore.
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MAN: Thank you.
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Where's Woody?
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(GROANS)
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(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
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MAN: Yeah, hi.
I think I left my keys here.
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-(BO PEEP GASPS)
-(PANTING)
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-Woody.
-Quick!
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We'll sneak in the hedges
before he's back.
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Woody, it's okay.
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What? No! No, no, no.
You can't go!
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What's best for Andy
is that...
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Woody.
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I'm not Andy's toy.
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(STAMMERS) What?
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It's time for the next kid.
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MAN: Oh, and thank you again
for everything.
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I really appreciate it.
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ANDY'S MOM: Oh, my pleasure.
I'm glad it all worked out.
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You know, kids lose
their toys every day.
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Sometimes they get
left in the yard...
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or put in the wrong box.
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And that box gets taken away.
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ANDY: Mom, where's Woody?
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ANDY'S MOM: Andy! Come inside!
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ANDY: I can't find Woody!
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MAN: Well, good night.
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ANDY'S MOM: Goodbye.
Drive safe.
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(GRUNTS)
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ANDY: Oh, there you are.
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Mom, I found him! I found him!
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ANDY'S MOM: Oh, good.
Come on and get inside.
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(PUT ON YOUR SUNDAY CLOTHES
PLAYING)
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Out there
There's a world outside of Yonkers
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Way out there
beyond this hick town, Barnaby
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There's a slick town, Barnaby
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Out there
Full of shine and full of sparkle
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Close your eyes
and see it glisten, Barnaby
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Listen, Barnaby
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Put on your Sunday clothes
There's lots of world out there
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Get out the brilliantine
and dime cigars
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We're gonna find adventure
in the evening air
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Girls in white in a perfumed night
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Where the lights are
bright as the stars
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Put on your Sunday clothes
We're gonna ride through town
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In one of those new
horsedrawn open cars
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We'll see the shows at Delmonico's
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And we'll close the town in a whirl
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And we won't come home
until we've kissed a girl
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(WIND HOWLING)
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...ride through town
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In one of those new
horsedrawn open cars
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We'll see the shows
at Delmonico's...
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And we won't come home
until we've kissed a girl
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(MUSIC CONTINUES)
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(WHIRRING)
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(CAN CREAKS)
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(CHIRPING)
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(MUSIC CONTINUES)
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Oh!
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(GRUNTING)
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(EXCLAIMS)
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(EXCLAIMS CURIOUSLY)
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(MUSIC STOPS)
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(WHISTLES)
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(CHIRPS)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
Huh.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(RUSTLING)
_________________________________
NARRATOR: There are nights when
the winds of the Etherium,
_________________________________
so inviting in their promise
of flight and freedom,
_________________________________
made one's spirit soar!
_________________________________
Yahoo!
_________________________________
(ALARM RINGING)
_________________________________
Whoo!
_________________________________
Come on!
_________________________________
Whoo!
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
(SIRENS BLARING)
_________________________________
Oh, great.
_________________________________
_________________________________
NARRATOR: This could be
the room of any small boy,
_________________________________
but it just happens to belong
to a boy named Christopher Robin.
_________________________________
Like most small boys,
_________________________________
Christopher Robin
has toy animals to play with.
_________________________________
They all live together
in a wonderful world of make-believe.
_________________________________
His best friend is a bear
called Winnie the Pooh,
_________________________________
or "Pooh" for short.
_________________________________
Pooh had some unusual adventures,
right here in the Hundred Acre Wood.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Think, think. Think, think.
_________________________________
Hi there. What's wrong?
_________________________________
Nothing. Just thinking.
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
I was thinking of
how to say goodbye to Pooh.
_________________________________
Pooh?
_________________________________
Yes?
_________________________________
Wait a second. You're Pooh?
_________________________________
Yes, I'm Winnie the Pooh.
Pooh for short. Who are you?
_________________________________
I'm Sora.
_________________________________
Oh. Hello, Sora. Have you come
to say goodbye to Pooh, too?
_________________________________
Well, no. Why would I do that?
We've only just met.
_________________________________
Because everyone's gone away.
_________________________________
What do you mean?
_________________________________
Well, we all lived here
in the Hundred Acre Wood.
_________________________________
And we'd take walks together,
_________________________________
or play Pooh sticks...
_________________________________
And every day, I'd eat some honey.
_________________________________
Just one small smackeral
would taste very good right now.
_________________________________
But now everyone's gone.
_________________________________
All my friends, and
my favorite Hunny Tree too.
_________________________________
Everyone must've gone away
while I was napping, I think...
_________________________________
So, who knows? Maybe I shall end up
going away somewhere as well.
_________________________________
But I wonder, how do I
say goodbye to myself?
_________________________________
Think, think, think.
_________________________________
Oh, my tumbly is getting rather rumbly.
_________________________________
_________________________________
100 Acre Wood
_________________________________
_________________________________
CHORUS:
Deep in the Hundred Acre Wood
_________________________________
Where Christopher Robin plays
_________________________________
You'll find the enchanted neighborhood
_________________________________
Of Christopher's childhood days
_________________________________
A donkey named Eeyore is his friend
_________________________________
And Kanga and little Roo
_________________________________
And Tigger, too!
_________________________________
There's Rabbit and Piglet
_________________________________
And there's Owl
_________________________________
But most of all Winnie the Pooh
_________________________________
Winnie the Pooh
_________________________________
Winnie the Pooh
_________________________________
Tubby little cubby
all stuffed with fluff
_________________________________
He's Winnie the Pooh
Winnie the Pooh
_________________________________
Willy nilly, silly old bear
_________________________________
Winnie the Pooh
_________________________________
Winnie the Pooh
_________________________________
Tubby little cubby
all stuffed with fluff
_________________________________
He's Winnie the Pooh
Winnie the Pooh
_________________________________
Willy nilly silly old bear
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BELL TOLLING)
_________________________________
MIGUEL: Sometimes, I think I'm cursed.
_________________________________
Because of something that happened
before I was even born.
_________________________________
See, a long time ago,
there was this family.
_________________________________
The papá, he was a musician.
_________________________________
He and his family would sing and dance
and count their blessings.
_________________________________
But he also had a dream.
To play for the world.
_________________________________
(AUDIENCE CHEERING)
_________________________________
And one day,
_________________________________
he left with his guitar
and never returned.
_________________________________
(RAIN PATTERING)
_________________________________
And the mamá...
_________________________________
She didn't have time to cry
over that walk-away musician.
_________________________________
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
 After banishing all music from her life
she found a way...
_________________________________
to provide for her daughter.
_________________________________
She rolled up her sleeves
and she learned to make shoes.
_________________________________
(HAMMERING)
_________________________________
She could have made candy,
_________________________________
or fireworks, or sparkly underwear...
_________________________________
for wrestlers, but no, she chose shoes.
_________________________________
Then she taught her daughter
to make shoes.
_________________________________
And later, she taught her son-in-law.
_________________________________
Then her grandkids got roped in.
_________________________________
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
As her family grew, so did the business.
_________________________________
Music had torn her family apart.
_________________________________
But shoes held them all together.
_________________________________
You see, that woman was
_________________________________
my great-great-grandmother,
Mamá Imelda.
_________________________________
She died way before I was born.
_________________________________
But my family still tells her story
every year on Día de los Muertos...
_________________________________
the Day of the Dead.
_________________________________
And her little girl,
_________________________________
she's my great-grandmother,
Mamá Coco.
_________________________________
Hola, Mamá Coco.
_________________________________
How are you, Julio?
_________________________________
Actually, my name is Miguel.
_________________________________
Mamá Coco has trouble
remembering things.
_________________________________
But it's good to talk to her anyway.
_________________________________
So, I tell her pretty much everything.
_________________________________
I used to run like this.
_________________________________
But now I run like this
which is way faster.
_________________________________
And the winner is Luchadora Coco!
_________________________________
I have a dimple on this side,
but not on this side.
_________________________________
Dimple, no dimple.
Dimple, no dimple.
_________________________________
Miguel, eat your food.
_________________________________
MIGUEL: My abuelita,
she's Mamá Coco's daughter.
_________________________________
Oh, you're a twig, mijo.
Have some more.
_________________________________
No, gracias.
_________________________________
I asked if you would like more tamales!
_________________________________
Si?
_________________________________
That's what I thought you said!
_________________________________
MIGUEL: Abuelita runs our house
_________________________________
just like Mamá Imelda did.
_________________________________
(BLOWING RHYTHMICALLY)
_________________________________
-No music!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
_________________________________
 No music!
_________________________________
♪ Y aunque la vida ♪
_________________________________
-No music!
-(MEN SCREAMING)
_________________________________
MIGUEL: I think we're 
the only family in México
_________________________________
who hates music.
_________________________________
And my family's fine with that. But me...
_________________________________
-Be back by lunch, mijo.
-Love you, Mamá.
_________________________________
I am not like the rest of my family!
_________________________________
-Hola, Miguel.
-Hola!
_________________________________
(PLAYING MARIACHI MUSIC)
_________________________________
-Muchas gracias.
-De nada, Miguel.
_________________________________
-(BARKS)
-Hey! Dante!
_________________________________
Sit. Down. Roll over. Shake.
_________________________________
Fist bump!
_________________________________
Good boy, Dante!
_________________________________
I know I'm not supposed to love music.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) But it's not my fault.
_________________________________
It's his!
_________________________________
Ernesto de la Cruz.
_________________________________
The greatest musician of all time.
_________________________________
TOUR GUIDE: Right here
in this very plaza,
_________________________________
Ernesto de la Cruz took his first steps...
_________________________________
toward becoming the most beloved
singer in Mexican history.
_________________________________
MIGUEL: He started out a total nobody
from Santa Cecilia, like me.
_________________________________
 But when he played music,
he made people fall in love with him.
_________________________________
-(HORSE NEIGHING)
-He starred in movies.
_________________________________
He had the coolest guitar!
He could fly!
_________________________________
And he wrote the best songs.
_________________________________
But my all-time favorite, it's...
_________________________________ 
♪ Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Though I have to say goodbye
_________________________________
♪ Remember me
♪ Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Don't let it make you cry
_________________________________
♪ For even if I'm far away
_________________________________
♪ I hold you in my heart
I sing a secret song to you
_________________________________
♪ Each night we are apart
Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Though I have to travel far
_________________________________
♪ Remember me
♪ Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Each time you hear a sad guitar
_________________________________
♪ Know that I'm with you
the only way that I can be
_________________________________
♪ Until you're in my arms again
_________________________________
MIGUEL: He lived the kind of
life you dream about.
_________________________________ 
♪ Remember me ♪
_________________________________
Until 1942.
_________________________________
(CLANGS)
_________________________________
When he was crushed by a giant bell.
_________________________________
I want to be just like him.
_________________________________
Sometimes, I look at de la Cruz
_________________________________
and I get this feeling.
Like we're connected.
_________________________________
Like if he could play music,
maybe someday, I could too.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
We're three happy chappies
With snappy serapes
_________________________________
You'll find us beneath our sombreros
_________________________________
We're brave and we'll stay so
We're bright as a peso
_________________________________
Who says so? We say so
We're three caballeros
_________________________________
Oh, through fair and stormy weather
_________________________________
We're always together
_________________________________
So let come what may
_________________________________
Like brother to brother
We're all for each other
_________________________________
The three caballeros
Forever we'll stay!
_________________________________
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Winnie the Pooh lived
in this enchanted forest,
_________________________________
under the name of Sanders,
_________________________________
which means he had the name
over the door in gold letters
_________________________________
and he lived under it.
_________________________________
Now, when Pooh heard
his Pooh-coo clock...
_________________________________
Pooh-coo, pooh-coo, pooh-coo.
_________________________________
Pooh-coo, pooh-coo.
_________________________________
He knew it was time for something.
_________________________________
But he was a bear of very little brain.
_________________________________
So when he thought,
_________________________________
he thought in the most
thoughtful way he could think.
_________________________________
I haven't thought of anything, have you?
_________________________________
Nor neither have I.
_________________________________
Think... Think... Think.
_________________________________
Oh, yes, time for my stoutness exercise.
_________________________________
Up, down, up.
_________________________________
(SINGING) When I up, down,
touch the ground
_________________________________
It puts me in the mood
_________________________________
Up, down, touch the ground
_________________________________
In the mood
_________________________________
(SMACKING LIPS)
_________________________________
for food
_________________________________
I am stout, round and I have found
_________________________________
Speaking poundage-wise
_________________________________
I improve my appetite when I exercise
_________________________________
(RIPPING)
_________________________________
Oh, stuff and fluff.
_________________________________
That's better, thank you.
_________________________________
Now, where was I?
_________________________________
(STOMACH RUMBLES)
_________________________________
(POPS)
_________________________________
Oh, yes. I'm rumbly in my tumbly.
_________________________________
Time for something sweet.
_________________________________
I am short, fat and proud of that
_________________________________
So with all my might
_________________________________
I up, down, up, down
to my appetite's delight
_________________________________
While I up, down, touch the ground
_________________________________
I think of things to chew
_________________________________
Like honey and milk and chocolate.
_________________________________
With a hefty happy appetite
_________________________________
I'm a hefty, happy Pooh
_________________________________
CHORUS: With a hefty, happy appetite
he's a hefty, happy Pooh
_________________________________
(SIGH) Oh, bother. Empty again.
_________________________________
Only the sticky part is left.
_________________________________
(SLURPING)
_________________________________
(BEE BUZZES)
_________________________________
-(BUZZING)
-(SLURPING)
_________________________________
That buzzing noise means something.
_________________________________
The only reason for making
a buzzing noise that I know of
_________________________________
is because you're a bee!
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
The only reason for being a bee
is to make honey.
_________________________________
(SLURPING)
_________________________________
The only reason for making honey
is so I can eat it.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, bother. There's no more honey left.
_________________________________
If only the Hunny Tree would visit...
Then I could eat my fill.
_________________________________
_________________________________
NARRATOR: So Winnie the Pooh
climbed the honey tree.
_________________________________
He climbed and he climbed
and he climbed.
_________________________________
As he climbed, he hummed a little hum.
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
I call it my Rumbly in my Tumbly song.
_________________________________
Yes, it went something like this.
_________________________________
Hum dum de dum
hum dum de dum
_________________________________
I am so rumbly in my tumbly
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
Time to munch an early luncheon
_________________________________
Hum de dum dum dum
_________________________________
Oh, I wouldn't climb this tree
_________________________________
If a Pooh flew like a bee
_________________________________
But I wouldn't be a bear then
_________________________________
So I guess I wouldn't care then
_________________________________
Bears love honey and I'm a Pooh bear
_________________________________
So I do care
_________________________________
So I climb there
_________________________________
I'm so rumbly in my tumbly
_________________________________
Time for something...
_________________________________
For something
_________________________________
sweet
_________________________________
-to eat!
-(BOING)
_________________________________
If only I hadn't...
_________________________________
You see, what I meant to do...
_________________________________
And it all comes, I suppose,
_________________________________
from liking honey so much.
_________________________________
Oh, bother.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Winnie the Pooh
crawled out of the gorse bush,
_________________________________
brushed the prickles from his nose,
_________________________________
-and began to think.
-Think... Think... Think.
_________________________________
The first person he thought of was...
_________________________________
-Winnie the Pooh?
-(CHUCKLES) No.
_________________________________
-Christopher Robin.
-Oh.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Let me guess. You'd like to
know what happens next.
_________________________________
Unfortunately, some of the pages are
missing, so I can't tell you yet.
_________________________________
The pages are scattered over many
worlds. Would you find them for us?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Okay, places, everyone.
Come on, come on. Get in position.
_________________________________
Wait! I can't find my other eye.
_________________________________
-All right, whose foot's in my face?
-It's mine. Give it back.
_________________________________
You have saved our lives.
We are eternally grateful.
_________________________________
(SHUSHING)
_________________________________
Buzz! Mind if I squeeze in next to ya?
_________________________________
Yes. No.
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) I mean, why would
I mind squeezing next to you?
_________________________________
(CLEARING THROAT)
_________________________________
Is it hot in here?
_________________________________
Oh! Here they come!
_________________________________
Sarge, you got it?
_________________________________
Mission accomplished.
_________________________________
REX: Hooray!
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Careful. Careful!
_________________________________
-JESSIE: Ooh!
-Oh!
_________________________________
All right, guys. We got one shot at this.
Everyone ready?
_________________________________
We're ready, Woody. Let's do it!
_________________________________
Okay, Buzz. Make the call.
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
(RINGING)
_________________________________
BUZZ: Target is on approach.
_________________________________
WOODY: Just like
we rehearsed it, guys.
_________________________________
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
_________________________________
Hello?
_________________________________
Hello? Anyone there?
_________________________________
(GROANS) Molly, stay out of my room!
_________________________________
MOLLY: I wasn't in your room.
_________________________________
ANDY: Then who was messing
with my stuff?
_________________________________
MOLLY: It wasn't me.
_________________________________
MR. POTATO HEAD:
Well, that went well.
_________________________________
He held me! He actually held me!
_________________________________
HAMM: Oh, this is just sad.
_________________________________
MR. POTATO HEAD: Who we kiddin'?
The kid's 17 years old.
_________________________________
SLINKY: We ain't ever
gettin' played with.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Guys, hey, hold up.
_________________________________
We need a staff meeting.
Everyone! A staff meeting!
_________________________________
(GROANS) Not again!
_________________________________
Oh, come on. Slink,
gather everyone up.
_________________________________
Uh, we are gathered, Woody.
_________________________________
Okay. First off,
_________________________________
we all knew Operation Playtime
was a long shot.
_________________________________
More like a misfire.
_________________________________
But we've always said this job isn't
about getting played with. It's about...
_________________________________
Being there for Andy. We know.
_________________________________
But we can try again! Right?
_________________________________
I'm callin' it, guys.
We're closing up shop.
_________________________________
ALL: What?
_________________________________
Andy's going to college any day now.
_________________________________
-That was our last shot.
-(UNHAPPILY) Oh.
_________________________________
BUZZ: We're going
into attic mode, folks.
_________________________________
Keep your accessories
with you at all times.
_________________________________
Spare parts, batteries, anything
you need for an orderly transition.
_________________________________
Orderly? Don't you get it? We're done!
Finished! Over the hill!
_________________________________
Hey, hey, hey, now. Come on, guys.
We all knew this day was coming.
_________________________________
HAMM: Yeah, but now it's here.
_________________________________
Look, every toy goes through this.
No one wants to see...
_________________________________
Hey, Sarge! What are you doing?
_________________________________
War's over, folks.
Me and the boys are moving on.
_________________________________
-Moving on?
-You're going AWOL?
_________________________________
We done our duty. Andy's grown up.
_________________________________
And let's face it,
when the trash bags come out,
_________________________________
we army guys are the first to go.
_________________________________
-Trash bags?
-Who said anything about trash bags?
_________________________________
It has been an honor serving with you.
Good luck, folks.
_________________________________
You're gonna need it.
_________________________________
No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait!
_________________________________
-(YELPS) We're getting thrown away?
-No. No one's getting thrown away.
_________________________________
MR. POTATO HEAD:
How do you know?
_________________________________
-(GASPING) We're being abandoned!
-We'll be fine, Jessie.
_________________________________
-So why did Sarge leave?
-Should we leave?
_________________________________
-I thought we were goin' to the attic.
-Oh, I hate all this uncertainty!
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold on now. Wait a minute. Quiet!
_________________________________
No one's getting thrown out, okay?
We're all still here.
_________________________________
I mean, yeah,
we've lost friends along the way.
_________________________________
-Wheezy and Etch and...
-Bo Peep?
_________________________________
Yeah. Even Bo.
_________________________________
All good toys
who've gone on to new owners.
_________________________________
But through every yard sale, every
spring cleaning, Andy held on to us!
_________________________________
He must care about us,
or we wouldn't be here.
_________________________________
You wait. Andy's gonna tuck us in
the attic. It'll be safe and warm...
_________________________________
-And we'll all be together.
-Exactly!
_________________________________
There's games up there,
and books, and...
_________________________________
-The racecar track!
-The racecar track. Thank you!
_________________________________
-And the old TV.
-There you go, the old TV.
_________________________________
And those guys from the Christmas
decorations box. They're fun, right?
_________________________________
-(MR. POTATO HEAD MUMBLES)
-Yeah.
_________________________________
And someday, if we're lucky,
Andy may have kids of his own.
_________________________________
And he'll play with us then, right?
_________________________________
We'll always be there for him.
_________________________________
Come on, guys.
Let's get our parts together, get ready,
_________________________________
and go out on a high note.
_________________________________
I'd better find my other eye.
_________________________________
Where'd you leave it this time?
_________________________________
Someplace dark. And dusty.
_________________________________
Come on. Let's see how much
we're going for on eBay.
_________________________________
Don't worry. Andy's gonna
take care of us. I guarantee it!
_________________________________
You guarantee it, huh?
_________________________________
I don't know, Buzz.
What else could I say?
_________________________________
Well, whatever happens,
at least we'll all be together.
_________________________________
WOODY: For infinity and beyond.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
Mrs. Hawkins!
_________________________________
I know, refill on the purp juice.
_________________________________
Coming right up, Mrs. Dunwiddie.
_________________________________
There we go.
That's four powdered spheroids,
_________________________________
two lunar eclipses, and it's a big bowl
_________________________________
of Zorellian jelly worms for the big boy!
_________________________________
-Awesome!
-Enjoy.
_________________________________
Sorry, Delbert. It's been
a madhouse here all morning.
_________________________________
No problem, Sarah.
_________________________________
Ah! My Alponian chowder
with the extra solara seed.
_________________________________
Mmm! Yum!
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
Hello.
_________________________________
What brings you here,
_________________________________
curious little one?
_________________________________
Go away.
_________________________________
Are your parents around?
_________________________________
What's the matter? Cat got your...
Aah!
_________________________________
(GULPING)
_________________________________
Oh, they're so adorable at that age.
_________________________________
Oh, yes, deplorable...
_________________________________
Uh... Adorable! Hmm.
_________________________________
Speaking of which, how's Jim doing?
_________________________________
Much better. I know
he had some rough spots
_________________________________
earlier this year, but I really think
_________________________________
that he's starting to turn a corner.
_________________________________
Mrs. Hawkins?
_________________________________
-Jim!
-(DISHES CLATTER)
_________________________________
Ooh... Wrong turn.
_________________________________
Okay. Thanks for the lift, guys.
_________________________________
Not so fast.
_________________________________
We apprehended your son operating
_________________________________
a solar vehicle in a restricted area.
_________________________________
Moving violation 9-0-4,
_________________________________
section 15, paragraph, um...
_________________________________
Six?
_________________________________
-Thank you.
-Don't mention it.
_________________________________
-Jim!
-As you are aware, ma'am,
_________________________________
this constitutes a violation
of his probation.
_________________________________
Yes, yes. No, I understand.
Um... But could we just...
_________________________________
DOPPLER: Um, ahem, pardon me.
_________________________________
Officers, if I might, uh, interject here.
_________________________________
I am the noted astrophysicist
Dr. Delbert Doppler.
_________________________________
Perhaps you've heard of me.
_________________________________
No? I have a clipping.
_________________________________
-Are you the boy's father?
-Good heavens, no!
_________________________________
Ewww!
He's just an old friend of the family.
_________________________________
Back off, sir!
_________________________________
Thank you, Delbert.
I will take it from here.
_________________________________
Well, Sarah, if you insist.
_________________________________
Ahem. Don't ever let me do that again.
_________________________________
Due to repeated violations
of statute 15-C,
_________________________________
we have impounded his vehicle.
Any more slip-ups will result
_________________________________
in a one-way ticket to Juvenile Hall.
_________________________________
-Kiddie hoosegow.
-The slammo.
_________________________________
Thank you, Officers.
It won't happen again.
_________________________________
We see his type all the time, ma'am.
_________________________________
-Wrong choices.
-Dead-enders.
_________________________________
Losers.
_________________________________
-You take care now.
-Let's motor.
_________________________________
(CONVERSATIONS RESUME)
_________________________________
Jim, I have had it.
_________________________________
Do you want to go
to Juvenile Hall? Is that it?
_________________________________
Jim?
_________________________________
Jim, look at me.
_________________________________
It's been hard enough
keeping this place
_________________________________
afloat by myself without you going...
_________________________________
Mom, it's no big deal.
There was nobody around.
_________________________________
Those cops just won't get off my...
_________________________________
Forget it.
_________________________________
Mrs. Hawkins! My juice!
_________________________________
Yes, I'll be right there, Mrs. Dunwiddie.
_________________________________
Jim, I just don't want to see you
_________________________________
throw away your entire future.
_________________________________
Yeah, what future?
_________________________________
_________________________________
If it wasn't for my family.
_________________________________
-Ay-ay-ay, muchacho.
-Huh?
_________________________________
I asked for a shoe shine
not your life story.
_________________________________
-Oh, yeah. Sorry.
-(STRUMS GUITAR)
_________________________________
I just can't really talk about
any of this at home. So...
_________________________________
If I were you,
_________________________________
I'd march right up to my family and say...
_________________________________
"Hey, I'm a musician. Deal with it."
_________________________________
-I could never say that.
-You are a musician, no?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) I don't know.
_________________________________
I mean, I only really play for myself.
_________________________________
Ah! Did de la Cruz become
the world's best musician
_________________________________
by hiding his skills?
_________________________________
No! He walked out onto that plaza
_________________________________
and he played out loud.
_________________________________
Mira, mira, they're setting up
for tonight!
_________________________________
The music competition
for Día de Muertos.
_________________________________
You want to be like your hero?
You should sign up!
_________________________________
Uh-uh. My family would freak!
_________________________________
Look, if you're too scared
then, well, have fun making shoes.
_________________________________
Come on,
what did de la Cruz always say?
_________________________________
Seize your moment?
_________________________________
Show me what you got, muchacho.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
I'll be your first audience.
_________________________________
-ABUELITA ELENA: Miguel!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
-Abuelita!
-What are you doing here?
_________________________________
(MIGUEL STAMMERING)
_________________________________
-You leave my grandson alone.
-(GROANS)
_________________________________
Doña, please!
_________________________________
I was just getting a shine. (GASPS)
_________________________________
I know your tricks, mariachi.
What did he say to you?
_________________________________
He was just showing me his guitar.
_________________________________
-(BOTH GASP)
-Shame on you.
_________________________________
My grandson is a sweet little
angelito querido cielito.
_________________________________
He wants no part
of your music, mariachi.
_________________________________
You keep away from him.
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
Ay, pobrecito.
Oh, estás bien, mijo.
_________________________________
(MUFFLED GROANING)
_________________________________
You know better
than to be here in this place!
_________________________________
You will come home. Now.
_________________________________
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
_________________________________
How many times have we told you?
_________________________________
That plaza is crawling with mariachis.
_________________________________
-Yes, Tío Berto.
-(DANTE BARKING)
_________________________________
-No, no, no, no, no!
-Ah! Go away, you. Go!
_________________________________
-It's just Dante.
-(DANTE WHINES)
_________________________________
Never name a street dog.
_________________________________
They'll follow you forever.
Now, go get my shoe.
_________________________________
I found your son in Mariachi Plaza.
_________________________________
Ay, Miguel!
_________________________________
You know how Abuelita feels
about the plaza.
_________________________________
-I was just shining shoes.
-A musician's shoes!
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
But the plaza's where
all the foot traffic is.
_________________________________
If Abuelita says no more plaza,
then no more plaza.
_________________________________
-But what about tonight?
-What's tonight?
_________________________________
Well, they're having this talent show.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) And I thought I might...
_________________________________
-Sign up?
-Well, maybe?
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) You have to have talent
to be in a talent show.
_________________________________
What are you gonna do?
Shine shoes? (GROANS)
_________________________________
It's Día de los Muertos.
_________________________________
No one's going anywhere.
Tonight is about family.
_________________________________
-(SPITS)
-Ofrenda room. Vámonos.
_________________________________
-(KISSES)
-(MIGUEL SIGHS)
_________________________________
Don't give me that look.
_________________________________
Día de los Muertos
is the one night of the year
_________________________________
our ancestors can come visit us.
_________________________________
We've put their photos on the ofrenda
so their spirits can cross over.
_________________________________
That is very important.
_________________________________
If we don't put them up, they can't come.
_________________________________
We made all this food,
_________________________________
set out the things
they loved in life, mijo.
_________________________________
All this work
to bring the family together.
_________________________________
I don't want you sneaking off
to who knows where.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Where are you going?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) I thought we were done.
_________________________________
Ay, Dios mio. Being part of
this family means
_________________________________
being here for this family.
_________________________________
I don't want to see you end up like...
_________________________________
MIGUEL: Like Mamá Coco's papá?
_________________________________
Never mention that man!
He's better off forgotten.
_________________________________
-But you're the one who...
-(TUTTING)
_________________________________
-I was just...
-(SHUSHING)
_________________________________
-But... I...
-(SHUSHING)
_________________________________
Papá?
_________________________________
Papá is home?
_________________________________
Mamá, cálmese, cálmese.
_________________________________
Papá is coming home?
_________________________________
No, Mamá. It's okay. I'm here.
_________________________________
Who are you?
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Rest, Mamá.
_________________________________
I'm hard on you because I care, Miguel.
_________________________________
Miguel? Miguel?
_________________________________
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
_________________________________
What are we going to do with that boy?
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) You're right.
That's just what he needs.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(JINGLE PLAYING ON P.A.)
_________________________________
Buy N Large is your superstore
_________________________________
We got all you need
and so much more
_________________________________
(CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SQUAWKS)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING HAPPILY)
_________________________________
MALE VOICE: Too much garbage
in your face?
_________________________________
There's plenty of space out in space!
_________________________________
BNL star liners leaving each day.
_________________________________
We'll clean up the mess
while you're away!
_________________________________
The jewel of the BNL fleet, the Axiom.
_________________________________
Spend your five-year cruise in style,
_________________________________
waited on 24 hours a day
by our fully automated crew,
_________________________________
while your captain and autopilot
_________________________________
chart a course for nonstop
entertainment, fine dining,
_________________________________
and with our all-access hoverchairs,
even Grandma can join the fun.
_________________________________
There's no need to walk.
_________________________________
The Axiom.
Putting the star in executive star liner.
_________________________________
Because at BNL,
space is the final fun-tier!
_________________________________
(STATIC BUZZING)
_________________________________
(MOTOR WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(HUMMING CHEERFULLY)
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(PUT ON YOUR
SUNDAY CLOTHES PLAYING)
_________________________________
No Monday in your Sunday
_________________________________
No Monday in your
Sunday clothes
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
Put on your Sunday clothes
when you feel down and out
_________________________________
Strut down the street
and have your picture took
_________________________________
Dressed like a dream
Your spirits seem to turn about
_________________________________
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
_________________________________
Oh-ho!
_________________________________
That you feel as fine as you look
_________________________________
(IT ONLY TAKES
A MOMENT PLAYING)
_________________________________
And we'll recall
_________________________________
Wow!
_________________________________
When time runs out
_________________________________
Ahh.
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________
That it only
_________________________________
Took a moment
_________________________________
To be loved
_________________________________
A whole life
_________________________________
Long
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
_________________________________
(WIND HOWLING)
_________________________________
(IT ONLY TAKES
A MOMENT PLAYING)
_________________________________
And that is all
_________________________________
That love's about
_________________________________
(ALARM SOUNDING)
 _________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(WARBLES)
_________________________________
Oh...
_________________________________
(MOTOR WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(MOTOR WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
...a moment
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
To be loved
_________________________________
A whole life
_________________________________
(METALLIC CREAKING)
_________________________________
Long
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(BRICKS CLATTERING)
_________________________________
(CLATTERING IN DISTANCE)
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-(BARKS)
_________________________________
(SIGHS IN RELIEF) It's you. Get in here.
_________________________________
Come on, Dante. Hurry up!
_________________________________
You're gonna get me in trouble, boy.
_________________________________
Someone can hear me.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) I wish someone
wanted to hear me.
_________________________________
(TUNES STRINGS)
_________________________________
Other than you. Ew. Okay.
_________________________________
-(STRUMS)
-Perfecto!
_________________________________
I have to sing. I have to play!
_________________________________
The music, it's not just in me, it is me.
_________________________________
(STRUMMING GUITAR)
_________________________________
When life gets me down,
I play my guitar.
_________________________________
The rest of the world
may follow the rules,
_________________________________
but I must follow my heart.
_________________________________
Ugh!
_________________________________
You know that feeling
like there's a song in the air and...
_________________________________
It's playing just for you?
_________________________________
♪ A feeling so close...
_________________________________
♪ You could reach out and touch it
_________________________________
♪ I never knew
_________________________________
♪ I could want something
so much, but it's true
_________________________________
You must have faith, sister.
_________________________________
Oh, but, Padre, he will never listen.
_________________________________
He will listen. To music.
_________________________________
♪ Only a song, only a song has
the power to change a heart ♪
_________________________________
Never underestimate
the power of music.
_________________________________
NUN: But my father,
he will never give his permission.
_________________________________
DE LA CRUZ: I am done
asking permission.
_________________________________
When you see your moment,
you mustn't let it pass you by.
_________________________________
You must seize it!
_________________________________
INTERVIEWER: Señor de la Cruz,
_________________________________
what did it take for you
to seize your moment?
_________________________________
I had to have faith in my dream.
_________________________________
No one was going to hand it to me.
_________________________________
It was up to me to reach for that dream.
_________________________________
Grab it tight and make it come true.
_________________________________
MIGUEL: ...and make it come true.
_________________________________
(STATIC)
_________________________________
No more hiding, Dante.
I got to seize my moment!
_________________________________
(BARKS)
_________________________________
 I'm gonna play in Mariachi Plaza
if it kills me.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E GROANING)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
(CLANGING)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(CLANKS)
_________________________________
(MUTTERING)
_________________________________
(MOANING)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(POWERING UP SOUND)
_________________________________
(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(SKITTERING)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS CONTENTEDLY)
_________________________________
(SQUELCHES)
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Aw!
_________________________________
(WALL-E EXHALES IN RELIEF)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(KEYS RATTLING)
_________________________________
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(CLANGS)
_________________________________
(KNOCKING)
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
(CHIRPS)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(BLEEPS)
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(BLEEPS)
_________________________________
Ha!
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Aha!
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
(SHIP RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(WARBLING IN CONFUSION)
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(ENGINES POWERING DOWN)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(WHOOSHING)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(PANICKING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(DESCENDING WHOOSH)
_________________________________
(METALLIC CLANGING)
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC WARBLING)
_________________________________
(WHINING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(BUZZES)
_________________________________
(CLANGING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E YELPS SOFTLY)
_________________________________
(ENGINES POWERING UP)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(EVE BEEPING)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(ZIPPING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES APPRECIATIVELY)
_________________________________
(SONIC BOOM)
_________________________________
(COOING)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(WEAPON DRONING)
_________________________________
(CHATTERING IN FEAR)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC SCANNING)
_________________________________
(BEEPS)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH CHIRPS)
_________________________________
(WALL-E EXCLAIMS WORRIEDLY)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMING IN ALARM)
_________________________________
Who are you?
_________________________________
(WALL-E SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
EVE: Who are you?
_________________________________
Who are you?
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(BUZZES)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(LA VIE EN ROSE PLAYING)
_________________________________
(EVE SCANNING AND BEEPING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Hold me close and hold me fast
_________________________________
The magic spell you cast
_________________________________
This is la vie en rose
_________________________________
(EVE EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
When you kiss me heaven sighs
_________________________________
And though I close my eyes
_________________________________
I see la vie en rose
_________________________________
WALL-E: Whoa!
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
When you press me to your heart
_________________________________
(SCURRYING)
_________________________________
I'm in a world apart
_________________________________
A world where roses bloom
_________________________________
And when you speak
Angels sing from above
_________________________________
Everyday words seem
to turn into love songs
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
(SIGHS DISAPPOINTEDLY)
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
(BUZZES)
_________________________________
(BUZZES)
_________________________________
(EVE GRUMBLING)
_________________________________
(BUZZES ANGRILY)
_________________________________
(BUZZES ANGRILY)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS IN FRUSTRATION)
_________________________________
(DISTANT EXPLOSIONS)
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLING CASUALLY)
_________________________________
(WHISTLING CASUALLY)
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
(EVE SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(EVE INQUIRING IN
FOREIGN LANGUAGES)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Huh?
_________________________________
(EVE INQUIRING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
_________________________________
EVE: Directive?
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
EVE: Directive?
_________________________________
(WALL-E TITTERING)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Ta-da!
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
-(ENUNCIATING) Directive?
-Directive?
_________________________________
Classified.
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
EVE: Name?
_________________________________
(HESITANTLY)
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) WALL-E.
_________________________________
WALL-E.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
WALL-E.
_________________________________
(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(STRUGGLING)
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
E... Ah!
_________________________________
"EVE. EVE."
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: EVE.
_________________________________
EVE: "EVE."
_________________________________
(ALARM SOUNDING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: EVE...
_________________________________
EVE! EVE! EVE!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
WALL-E! WALL-E!
_________________________________
(WINDS ROARING)
_________________________________
(SNEEZES)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(WALL-E HUMMING SOFTLY)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
(DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY PLAYING)
_________________________________
Here is a little song I wrote
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
...note for note
Don't worry
_________________________________
(WALL-E EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
Be happy
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS ENTHUSIASTICALLY)
_________________________________
Here.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(EVE WARBLES)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Look.
_________________________________
(POPPING)
_________________________________
Pop.
_________________________________
You pop.
_________________________________
(POPS)
_________________________________
(EVE GIGGLES)
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(POPPING RAPIDLY)
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(BOTH EXCLAIM)
_________________________________
EVE: Oops.
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(MUTTERING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
(GROANING IN CONCERN)
_________________________________
(STATIC BUZZING)
_________________________________
(PUT ON YOUR SUNDAY CLOTHES
PLAYING)
_________________________________
Monday in your Sunday
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
No Monday in your Sunday clothes
_________________________________
Put on your Sunday clothes
when you feel down and out
_________________________________
(WALL-E HUMMING ALONG)
_________________________________
Strut down the street
and have your picture took
_________________________________
Dressed like a dream
Your spirits seem to turn about
_________________________________
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
_________________________________
That you feel as fine as you look
_________________________________
(WALL-E BECKONS)
_________________________________
...new down to your toes
_________________________________
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
_________________________________
(WALL-E HUMMING)
_________________________________
Your beads and buckles and bows
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMING IN GROWING ALARM)
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E GRUNTS)
_________________________________
WALL-E?
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
(WARBLES IN CONCERN)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Whoa! Uh-oh!
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
(WALL-E MUTTERING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Ha!
_________________________________
(EVE WARBLES)
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
WALL-E: (IN AWE) Oh!
_________________________________
(IT ONLY TAKES
A MOMENT PLAYING)
_________________________________
And that is all
_________________________________
That love's about
_________________________________
And we'll recall
_________________________________
When time runs out
_________________________________
That it only
_________________________________
(WALL-E WARBLES)
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
Took a moment
_________________________________
To be loved
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
A whole life
_________________________________
Long
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
Hmm?
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(BLEEPING)
_________________________________
(ENGINES POWERING UP)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(STEADY PULSING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Whoa.
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
EVE?
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY)
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
(INSISTENTLY) EVE!
_________________________________
(MACHINERY WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(THUNDER CRASHING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Whoa!
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(GLASS SHATTERS)
_________________________________
(GAME BEEPING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
MOLLY: Can I have your stereo?
ANDY: No.
_________________________________
MOLLY: Why not?
ANDY: 'Cause I'm taking it with me.
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
-Can I have your computer?
-No.
_________________________________
-Your video games?
-Forget it, Molly.
_________________________________
Okay. Andy, let's get to work here.
_________________________________
Anything you're not taking to college
either goes in the attic, or it's trash.
_________________________________
-Mom, I'm not leaving till Friday.
-Come on. It's garbage day.
_________________________________
-Mom.
-Look, it's simple.
_________________________________
Skateboard, college.
Little League trophy, probably attic.
_________________________________
Apple core, trash. You can do the rest.
_________________________________
Why do you still have these toys?
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Molly, out of my room!
_________________________________
Three more days and it's mine!
_________________________________
Molly, you're not off the hook either.
_________________________________
You have more toys
than you know what to do with.
_________________________________
Some of them could make
other kids really happy.
_________________________________
What kids?
_________________________________
The children at the daycare.
They're always asking for donations.
_________________________________
-REX: What's daycare?
-(WOODY SHUSHING)
_________________________________
MOLLY: Mom.
ANDY'S MOM: No buts.
_________________________________
You choose the toys you want to
donate, I'll drop them off at Sunnyside.
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
JESSIE: Poor Barbie.
_________________________________
HAMM: I get the Corvette.
_________________________________
Andy, come on.
You need to start making decisions.
_________________________________
Like what?
_________________________________
Like what are you gonna do
with these toys?
_________________________________
-Should we donate them to Sunnyside?
-No.
_________________________________
Maybe sell them online?
_________________________________
Mom, no one's gonna want
those old toys.
_________________________________
They're junk.
_________________________________
Fine. You have till Friday.
_________________________________
Anything that's not packed for college
or in the attic
_________________________________
-is getting thrown out.
-(SIGHS) Whatever you say, Mom.
_________________________________
(EXHALING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
-What's happening?
-We're getting thrown out, you idiot.
_________________________________
That's what's happening.
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-You need a hand?
-I got it.
_________________________________
Here.
_________________________________
So, you gonna miss me
when I'm gone?
_________________________________
-If I say no, do I still get your room?
-Nope.
_________________________________
MOLLY: Then, yes, I'll miss you.
_________________________________
(GASPING) I can't breathe!
_________________________________
-Oh, this can't be happening!
-Quiet! What's that sound?
_________________________________
(LADDER CREAKING)
_________________________________
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
Andy! (SIGHS)
_________________________________
(GASPS) That's not trash.
That's not trash!
_________________________________
Think, think, Woody.
Think, think, think. Oh!
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
Buster! Come here, boy! Come here!
_________________________________
Okay, boy. To the curb! Hee-yah!
_________________________________
(YAWNING)
_________________________________
(WOODY GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(STRAINING) No, Buster! No!
_________________________________
WOODY: Get up. Buster!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
-We're on the curb!
-Oh, I knew it would come to this!
_________________________________
Pull, everyone! Pull!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
-REX: It won't rip!
-Oh, forget it!
_________________________________
It's triple-ply,
high-density polyethylene!
_________________________________
There's gotta be a way out!
_________________________________
Oh, Andy doesn't want us.
What's the point?
_________________________________
Point. Point. Point!
_________________________________
Push! Push!
_________________________________
I can hear the garbage truck!
_________________________________
It's getting closer.
_________________________________
(HUMMING GUITAR RIFFS)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMING IN DISGUST)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
Buzz! Jessie!
_________________________________
(SOFT CLINKING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS IN RELIEF)
_________________________________
-Andy threw us out.
-Like we were garbage.
_________________________________
-Junk. He called us junk.
-How could he?
_________________________________
(CRYING)
_________________________________
This doesn't make any sense.
_________________________________
I should have seen this coming.
It's Emily all over again.
_________________________________
-Sarge was right.
-Yeah, and Woody was wrong.
_________________________________
Wait a minute. Wait, hold on.
This is no time to be hysterical.
_________________________________
It's the perfect time to be hysterical.
_________________________________
-Should we be hysterical?
-No!
_________________________________
-Yes!
-Maybe! But not right now!
_________________________________
Yee-haw! Fellas, I know what to do.
_________________________________
What the heck?
_________________________________
-Oh, we should've done this years ago.
-Jessie, wait. What about Woody?
_________________________________
He's fine, Buzz.
Andy's taking him to college.
_________________________________
Now we need to go!
_________________________________
You're right. Come on.
_________________________________
-Buzz?
-Woody!
_________________________________
What's going on? Don't you know
this box is being donated?
_________________________________
It's under control, Woody.
We have a plan.
_________________________________
We're going to daycare!
_________________________________
Daycare?
What, have you all lost your marbles?
_________________________________
Well, didn't you see?
Andy threw us away.
_________________________________
No, no, no, no.
He was putting you in the attic.
_________________________________
Attic? So how did we
end up on the curb?
_________________________________
That was a mistake.
Andy's mom thought you were trash.
_________________________________
Yeah. After he put us in a trash bag.
_________________________________
And called us junk!
_________________________________
Yeah, I know. It looks bad.
But, guys, you gotta believe me.
_________________________________
Sure thing, college boy!
_________________________________
Andy's moving on, Woody.
It's time we did the same.
_________________________________
Okay. Out of the box.
Everyone, right now!
_________________________________
Come on, Buzz. Give me a hand.
We gotta get this thing outta here.
_________________________________
Woody, wait. We need to figure out
what's best for everyone.
_________________________________
Oh, great. Great! It's gonna take us
forever to get back here.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(BELL TOLLING)
-(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
 Día de los Muertos has begun!
_________________________________
No, no. We have to make a clear path.
_________________________________
The petals guide our ancestors home.
_________________________________
We don't want their spirits to get lost.
_________________________________
We want them to come
and enjoy all the food
_________________________________
and drinks on the ofrenda.
_________________________________
-PAPÁ: Mamá!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Where should we put this table?
_________________________________
ABUELITA ELENA:
In the courtyard, mijos.
_________________________________
PAPÁ: You want it down by the kitchen?
_________________________________
Sí. Next to the other one.
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
-Get under! Get under!
-Miguel?
_________________________________
Nothing! Mamá, Papá, I...
_________________________________
Miguel, your abuelita had
the most wonderful idea.
_________________________________
We've all decided
it's time you joined us in the workshop!
_________________________________
-What?
-No more shining shoes.
_________________________________
You'll be making them,
every day after school.
_________________________________
Oh! Our Migueli-ti-ti-ti-to
_________________________________
carrying on the family tradition.
_________________________________
And on Día de los Muertos!
_________________________________
Your ancestors would be so proud.
_________________________________
You'll craft huaraches
just like your Tía Victoria.
_________________________________
PAPÁ: And wingtips
like your Papá Julio.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) But what if
I'm no good at making shoes?
_________________________________
Ah, Miguel. You have your
family here to guide you.
_________________________________
You are a Rivera.
_________________________________
And a Rivera is...
_________________________________
A shoemaker. Through and through.
_________________________________
That's my boy! (LAUGHS) Berto!
_________________________________
Break out the good stuff!
I want to make a toast.
_________________________________
-(KISSING)
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
-(SIGHS HEAVILY)
-(CLATTERS)
_________________________________
(DANTE WHINES)
_________________________________
Dante! No, Dante. Stop!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
No, no, no, no, no! No.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
De la Cruz's guitar?
_________________________________
Papá? Papá?
_________________________________
Mamá Coco,
is your papá Ernesto de la Cruz?
_________________________________
Papá! Papá!
_________________________________
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Papá! Papá! It's him!
_________________________________
I know who my
great-great-grandfather was.
_________________________________
Miguel, get down from there.
_________________________________
Mamá Coco's father
was Ernesto de la Cruz!
_________________________________
What are you talking about?
_________________________________
I'm gonna be a musician!
_________________________________
ABUELITA ELENA: What is all this?
_________________________________
You keep secrets from your own family?
_________________________________
It's all that time he spends in the plaza.
_________________________________
Fills his head with crazy fantasies.
_________________________________
It's not a fantasy.
_________________________________
That man was Ernesto de la Cruz!
_________________________________
The greatest musician of all time!
_________________________________
We've never known anything
about this man!
_________________________________
But whoever he was,
he still abandoned his family.
_________________________________
This is no future for my son.
_________________________________
But, Papá, you said
my family would guide me.
_________________________________
Well, de la Cruz is my family.
_________________________________
I'm supposed to play music.
_________________________________
Never! That man's music was a curse.
_________________________________
I will not allow it.
_________________________________
-If you would just let...
-Miguel...
_________________________________
You will listen to your family.
_________________________________
No more music.
_________________________________
-Just listen to me play!
-End of argument.
_________________________________
(STRUMMING)
_________________________________
You want to end up
like that man? Forgotten?
_________________________________
Left off your family's ofrenda?
_________________________________
I don't care if I'm on
some stupid ofrenda.
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-No!
-Mamá!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________
There. No guitar. No music.
_________________________________
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
_________________________________
Oh, come. You'll feel better
after you eat with your family.
_________________________________
I don't want to be in this family!
_________________________________
Miguel! Miguel!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(YIPPING)
_________________________________
(MAN SINGING IN SPANISH)
_________________________________
I want to play in the plaza,
like de la Cruz.
_________________________________
Can I still sign up?
_________________________________
You got an instrument?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) No.
But if I can borrow a guitar...
_________________________________
Musicians got to bring
their own instruments.
_________________________________
-(CROWD CHEERING)
-You find a guitar, kid,
_________________________________
I'll put you on the list.
_________________________________
-Can I borrow your guitar?
-Sorry, muchaco.
_________________________________
-You guys have a spare guitar?
-No.
_________________________________
I need a guitar just for a little bit.
_________________________________
-Get out of here, kid.
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(FIREWORKS EXPLODING)
_________________________________
Great-great-grandfather,
what am I supposed to do?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(WIND GUSTS)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(WALL-E CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH CHATTERING)
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
(WALL-E YELLING)
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
No!
_________________________________
(CHATTERING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMING IN ALARM)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(ENGINES FIRING)
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
Oh! Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY IN WONDER)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(WALL-E SIGHS)
_________________________________
(POWERING UP SOUND)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS IN AWE)
_________________________________
(IN WONDERMENT) Whoa!
_________________________________
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
DOPPLER: I really don't know
how you manage it, Sarah.
_________________________________
Trying to run a business
while raising a felon like...
_________________________________
Felon... Fellow... Fellow like Jim.
_________________________________
Managing it? I'm at the end of my rope.
_________________________________
Ever since his father left,
_________________________________
well, Jim's just never recovered.
_________________________________
And you know how smart he is.
_________________________________
He built his first solar surfer
when he was eight!
_________________________________
And yet, he's failing at school,
_________________________________
he is constantly in trouble,
_________________________________
and when I talk to him,
he's like a stranger to me.
_________________________________
I don't know, Delbert.
I've tried everything.
_________________________________
(ENGINES SPUTTERING)
_________________________________
Hey, Mister?
_________________________________
Mister, you're okay in there, right?
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-Aah!
_________________________________
(COUGHING)
_________________________________
He's a-comin'.
_________________________________
Can you hear him?
_________________________________
Those gears and gyros
clickin' and whirrin'
_________________________________
like the devil himself!
_________________________________
Uh, hit your head there
pretty hard, didn't ya?
_________________________________
He's after me chest,
_________________________________
that fiendish cyborg
and his band of cutthroats.
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
But they'll have to pry it
_________________________________
from old Billy Bones' cold,
dead fingers afore I... Argh!
_________________________________
(COUGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, my...
_________________________________
Come on, give me your arm.
_________________________________
That's it.
_________________________________
-Good lad.
-Mom's gonna love this.
_________________________________
Thanks for listening, Delbert.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) It helps.
_________________________________
It's going to be okay.
_________________________________
You'll see.
_________________________________
I keep dreaming one day
I'll open that door,
_________________________________
and there he'll be, just the way he was.
_________________________________
A smiling, happy little boy,
holding a new pet
_________________________________
and begging me to let him keep it.
_________________________________
(THUNDER)
_________________________________
(GASPS) James Pleiades Hawkins!
_________________________________
Mom, he's hurt bad!
_________________________________
Me chest, lad.
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
He'll be comin' soon.
_________________________________
Can't let them find this.
_________________________________
Who's coming?
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) The cyborg!
_________________________________
Beware the cyborg! (GASPS)
_________________________________
Ohh!
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(SARAH GASPS)
_________________________________
Quick! We gotta go!
_________________________________
I believe I'm with Jim on this one!
_________________________________
(PIRATES SHOUTING)
_________________________________
Delilah! Hallelujah!
_________________________________
(YELPING EXCITEDLY)
_________________________________
Stay! Don't move!
_________________________________
PIRATE: Where is it?
_________________________________
Find it!
_________________________________
DOPPLER: Don't worry, Sarah.
_________________________________
I'm an expert in the laws
of physical science.
_________________________________
-On the count of three. One...
-Three!
_________________________________
-Aah!
-Aah!
_________________________________
Go, Delilah! Go!
_________________________________
Go! That's it! That's it! Go!
_________________________________
Hyah! Hyah!
_________________________________
_________________________________
I told you to stay away from me.
_________________________________
(GULPING)
_________________________________
I am still gonna
squeeze the life out of you.
_________________________________
But before I do,
can you find me some more?
_________________________________
Uh, here, more of these. You know...
_________________________________
-(IMITATES GOBBLING)
-(GROWLING)
_________________________________
No. Stop. What are you doing?
_________________________________
Hey, wait.
Can you take me to the berries?
_________________________________
Where are you going?
_________________________________
I knew it. I'm gonna die out here.
Because of you.
_________________________________
Hey. Hey. What are you doing?
No, no, no. Stop!
_________________________________
(ARLO YELLS)
_________________________________
ARLO: Hey. Hey. No. Stop!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Ooh.
_________________________________
Ow. Ow.
_________________________________
Why you little... Come back here!
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GASPS) Berries!
_________________________________
ARLO: Oh!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-(GROWLING)
_________________________________
-What's with you?
-(CONTINUES GROWLING)
_________________________________
They're right here. Crazy critter.
_________________________________
-(SNARLING)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-(HISSING AND SNARLING)
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
(ARLO YELLING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
-FORREST WOODBUSH: Hello.
-(ARLO GASPS)
_________________________________
Hello?
_________________________________
FORREST WOODBUSH:
We've been watching you.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
We thought you were going to die,
but then you didn't.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
That creature protected you.
_________________________________
-Why?
-I don't know.
_________________________________
I'm going home. Do you know
how far Clawtooth Mountain is?
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
Good idea. We want him.
_________________________________
Why?
_________________________________
Because it's terrifying out here.
_________________________________
He can protect me like my friends.
_________________________________
This is Fury.
_________________________________
He protects me from the creatures
that crawl in the night.
_________________________________
This is Destructor.
_________________________________
She protects me from mosquitoes.
_________________________________
This is Dream Crusher.
_________________________________
He protects me
from having unrealistic goals.
_________________________________
And this is Debbie.
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
Yes, we need him.
_________________________________
What is his name?
_________________________________
A name? I don't know.
_________________________________
Hmm. Then I will meditate on this.
_________________________________
Hmm...
_________________________________
I name him, I keep him. Hmm...
_________________________________
Killer.
_________________________________
Hmm... Beast.
_________________________________
Hmm... Murderer.
_________________________________
-Hmm...
-Uh... Grubby!
_________________________________
-Funeral Planner?
-Uh, Cootie!
_________________________________
-Hmm... Hemorrhoid.
-Uh, Squirt!
_________________________________
-Uh, Frank!
-Stinky!
_________________________________
-Maniac!
-Funky!
_________________________________
-Violet.
-Spike!
_________________________________
-Lunatic.
-Spot!
_________________________________
Spot! Come here, Spot. Come here.
_________________________________
He is named.
You clearly are connected.
_________________________________
Good for you.
_________________________________
On your path to Clawtooth Mountain
that creature will keep you safe.
_________________________________
-Don't ever lose him.
-(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
No. No. You can't have him, Debbie.
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-No, no, no. Debbie!
_________________________________
Debbie! Stop! You're better than this.
_________________________________
No, no, no! Come back! Debbie!
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGH)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Well, well, as I live and breathe!
If it isn't Pinocchio!
_________________________________
Oh. Hi, Jiminy.
_________________________________
What in the world
are you doing down here?
_________________________________
Um... Playing hide-and-seek.
_________________________________
I just don't believe it.
_________________________________
And here I was, up all night,
just worried sick about you.
_________________________________
Why of all the...
_________________________________
Pinocchio!
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
Pinocchio! Are you telling me the truth?
_________________________________
Yes!
_________________________________
Then tell me, what is this?
_________________________________
It was a present.
_________________________________
No fibbing, now!
_________________________________
You know you're not
supposed to tell lies.
_________________________________
A lie only grows and grows,
'til you get caught!
_________________________________
Plain as the nose on your face!
_________________________________
But if you want something, why wait?
_________________________________
Why not just take it?
_________________________________
Oh, my! Who told you that?
_________________________________
You need some advice
from your conscience!
_________________________________
That's right!
You're my conscience, Jiminy!
_________________________________
I'll never tell lies
as long as you're around.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
You need to be good so you
can become a real boy.
_________________________________
You promised Geppetto
you would be, right?
_________________________________
Oh! Do you know where Father is?
_________________________________
He's not with you?
_________________________________
Jiminy, let's go find Father!
_________________________________
Now, hold on!
_________________________________
There are all sorts of dangers
and temptations out there!
_________________________________
I'll go find Mr. Geppetto,
so you just wait here.
_________________________________
These fellows here will be helping me.
_________________________________
We will?
_________________________________
Well, shall we go, Sora?
_________________________________
You could've asked us first...
_________________________________
_________________________________
One night a long time...
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
Pardon me. Wait till I fix this thing.
_________________________________
There.
_________________________________
One night a long time ago,
_________________________________
my travels took me
to a quaint little village.
_________________________________
It was a beautiful night.
_________________________________
The stars were shining like diamonds,
_________________________________
high above the roofs
of that sleepy old town.
_________________________________
Pretty as a picture.
_________________________________
As I wandered along
the crooked streets,
_________________________________
there wasn't a soul to be seen.
_________________________________
The only sign of life
was a lighted window
_________________________________
in the shop
of a wood-carver named, uh, Geppetto.
_________________________________
So, I hopped over
_________________________________
and looked in.
_________________________________
It was a shame to see a nice
cheerful fire like that going to waste.
_________________________________
So what do I do?
_________________________________
I go in!
_________________________________
I looked around.
_________________________________
Of course, being in
a strange place like that,
_________________________________
I didn't know what to expect.
_________________________________
A cricket can't be
too careful, you know.
_________________________________
Soon as I saw there was no one about,
I made myself at home.
_________________________________
As I stood there warming my...
Myself, I took a look around.
_________________________________
Well, sir, you never saw such a place.
_________________________________
The most fantastic clocks
you ever laid your eyes on,
_________________________________
and all carved out of wood.
_________________________________
And cute little music boxes,
each one a work of art.
_________________________________
And shelf after shelf of toys and...
_________________________________
And then something else
caught my eye.
_________________________________
A puppet!
_________________________________
You know, one of those marionette
things, all strings and joints.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Cute little fellow.
_________________________________
Ding, ding. Going up?
_________________________________
Good piece of wood, too.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Well, now,
_________________________________
it won't take much longer.
_________________________________
(MEOWING)
_________________________________
Just a little more paint
and he's all finished.
_________________________________
I think he'll be all right.
_________________________________
Don't you, Figaro?
_________________________________
(PURRING)
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
Uh... (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Beg pardon.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: See? (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
That makes a big difference.
_________________________________
Very good.
_________________________________
Very, very good.
_________________________________
Well, you can't please everybody.
_________________________________
Now I have just the name for you.
_________________________________
Pinocchio!
_________________________________
Do you like it, Figaro?
_________________________________
No? You do, don't you, Cleo?
_________________________________
Well, we'll leave it
to little woodenhead.
_________________________________
Do you like it?
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
That settles it!
_________________________________
Pinocchio it is!
_________________________________
Come on, now, we'll try you out.
_________________________________
Music, Professor!
_________________________________
(PLAYING UPBEAT TUNE)
_________________________________
Hey! Ouch, ouch! Take it easy there!
_________________________________
Oh, break it up, will you?
_________________________________
Phew! Lot of down beats in there.
_________________________________
(GEPPETTO HUMMING)
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: (SINGING)
Little woodenhead go play your part
_________________________________
Bring a little joy to every heart
_________________________________
Little do you know and yet it's true
_________________________________
That I'm mighty proud of you
_________________________________
Little wooden feet and best of all
_________________________________
Little wooden seat in case you fall
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) How graceful!
_________________________________
(SINGING) My little woodenhead
_________________________________
(TOOTING)
_________________________________
(GEPPETTO HUMMING)
_________________________________
(IMITATING TROMBONE)
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Cleo, meet Pinocchio.
_________________________________
Say, "How do you do?"
_________________________________
(GEPPETTO CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Say hello to Figaro.
_________________________________
Oops! (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Up to mischief already.
_________________________________
You see what happens?
_________________________________
(MUSIC SLOWING)
_________________________________
(MUSIC STOPS)
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Boo! (CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Up we go!
_________________________________
(FIGARO PURRING)
_________________________________
You're a cute little fellow.
_________________________________
(PURRING)
_________________________________
And that smile! You know, I...
_________________________________
(MEOWING)
_________________________________
You rascal! Jealous, huh?
_________________________________
You know, Pinocchio,
_________________________________
I think Figaro is jealous of you.
_________________________________
Don't worry, Figaro. I...
_________________________________
(BELL CHIMING)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(CLOCKS CHIMING)
_________________________________
(QUACKING)
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
(CUCKOOING)
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
(CUCKOOING)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(CRYING)
_________________________________
I wonder what time it is?
_________________________________
(CHIMING)
_________________________________
It's getting late.
_________________________________
Come now. We go to bed.
_________________________________
Good night, Pinocchio.
_________________________________
-(CHIMING)
-Little funny face.
_________________________________
(YAWNS)
_________________________________
Good night, Cleo, my little water baby.
_________________________________
(GEPPETTO CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Figaro?
_________________________________
You say good night too.
_________________________________
Go on!
_________________________________
Now go to sleep, my little mermaid.
_________________________________
Good night.
_________________________________
(YAWNING)
_________________________________
This is my idea of comfort.
_________________________________
Solid comfort.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(PURRING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Look at him, Figaro.
_________________________________
He almost looks alive!
_________________________________
Wouldn't it be nice
if he was a real boy?
_________________________________
Oh, well.
_________________________________
Come on. We go to sleep.
_________________________________
Aw, Figaro.
_________________________________
I forgot to open the window.
_________________________________
Oh, Figaro!
Look, look, the wishing star!
_________________________________
Star light, star bright,
first star I see tonight,
_________________________________
I wish I may, I wish I might,
_________________________________
have the wish I make tonight.
_________________________________
Figaro, you know what I wished?
_________________________________
I wish that my little Pinocchio
_________________________________
might be a real boy.
_________________________________
Wouldn't that be nice? Just think.
_________________________________
A real boy.
_________________________________
A very lovely thought,
but not at all practical.
_________________________________
A real
_________________________________
boy.
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(CLOCKS TICKING)
_________________________________
(CLINKING)
_________________________________
(GEPPETTO SNORING)
_________________________________
(GURGLING)
_________________________________
Quiet!
_________________________________
(TICKING STOPS)
_________________________________
After all, enough's enough.
_________________________________
Now what's up?
_________________________________
Hey, what's going on here?
_________________________________
As I live and breathe, a fairy!
_________________________________
Mmm-mmm!
_________________________________
Good Geppetto,
_________________________________
you have given
so much happiness to others.
_________________________________
You deserve to have
your wish come true.
_________________________________
Little puppet made of pine, wake.
_________________________________
The gift of life is thine.
_________________________________
Phew! What they can't do these days.
_________________________________
I can move!
_________________________________
I can talk!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
I can walk!
_________________________________
-Yes, Pinocchio, I've given you life.
-Why?
_________________________________
Because tonight Geppetto wished
for a real boy.
_________________________________
Am I a real boy?
_________________________________
FAIRY: No, Pinocchio.
_________________________________
To make Geppetto's wish come true
will be entirely up to you.
_________________________________
Up to me?
_________________________________
Prove yourself brave,
truthful and unselfish,
_________________________________
and someday you will be a real boy.
_________________________________
A real boy!
_________________________________
That won't be easy.
_________________________________
You must learn to choose
between right and wrong.
_________________________________
Right and wrong? But how will I know?
_________________________________
-How'll he know?
-FAIRY: Your conscience will tell you.
_________________________________
-PINOCCHIO: What are conscience?
-What are conscience! I'll tell you!
_________________________________
A conscience is that still, small voice
that people won't listen to.
_________________________________
That's just the trouble
with the world today.
_________________________________
-Are you my conscience?
-Who, me?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Would you like to be
Pinocchio's conscience?
_________________________________
Well,
_________________________________
I, I...
_________________________________
Uh-huh.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Very well.
What is your name?
_________________________________
Oh! Cricket's the name. Jiminy Cricket.
_________________________________
Kneel, Mr. Cricket.
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
No tricks now.
_________________________________
I dub you Pinocchio's conscience.
_________________________________
Lord high keeper
of the knowledge of right and wrong,
_________________________________
counselor in moments of temptation,
_________________________________
and guide along
the straight and narrow path.
_________________________________
Arise, Sir Jiminy Cricket.
_________________________________
Well! (CHUCKLES) My, my!
_________________________________
Mmm!
_________________________________
Say, that's pretty swell.
_________________________________
Gee, thanks!
_________________________________
But, uh, don't I get
a badge or something?
_________________________________
Well, we'll see.
_________________________________
-You mean, maybe I will?
-FAIRY: I shouldn't wonder.
_________________________________
-Make it a gold one?
-Maybe.
_________________________________
Now remember,
Pinocchio, be a good boy.
_________________________________
And always let your conscience
be your guide.
_________________________________
Goodbye, milady.
_________________________________
Goodbye.
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
Not bad, says I.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah! (CHUCKLES)
Almost forgot about you.
_________________________________
Well, Pinoke...
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
Maybe you and I had better have
a little heart-to-heart talk.
_________________________________
Why?
_________________________________
Well, you want to be
a real boy, don't you?
_________________________________
-Uh-huh.
-All right, sit down, son.
_________________________________
Now, you see,
the world is full of temptations.
_________________________________
Temptations?
_________________________________
Yep! Temptations.
_________________________________
They're the wrong things
that seem right at the time,
_________________________________
but, uh, even though the right things
may seem wrong sometimes,
_________________________________
sometimes the wrong things
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
may be right at the wrong time,
or, uh, vice versa.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT) Understand?
_________________________________
Uh-uh.
_________________________________
But I'm gonna do right.
_________________________________
Attaboy, Pinoke,
and I'm gonna help you.
_________________________________
And anytime you need me,
you know, just whistle.
_________________________________
Like this. (WHISTLES)
_________________________________
Like this? (BLOWS AIR)
_________________________________
No, no. Try it again, Pinoke.
_________________________________
Like this?
_________________________________
(BLOWS AIR)
_________________________________
No, son.
_________________________________
Now listen!
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
(BLOWS AIR)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
That's it! Come on, now. Let's sing it!
_________________________________
(SINGING) When you get in trouble
and you don't know right from wrong
_________________________________
Give a little whistle (WHISTLES)
_________________________________
-Give a little whistle
-(WHISTLE ECHOING)
_________________________________
When you meet temptation
and the urge is very strong
_________________________________
-Give a little whistle
-(BLOWS AIR)
_________________________________
Give a little whistle
_________________________________
Not just a little squeak
_________________________________
Pucker up and blow
_________________________________
(TOOTING)
_________________________________
And if your whistle's weak, yell
_________________________________
Jiminy Cricket?
_________________________________
Take the straight and narrow path
_________________________________
And if you start to slide
_________________________________
-Give a little whistle
-(STRUMS)
_________________________________
-Give a little whistle
-(STRUMS)
_________________________________
And always let your conscience
be your guide
_________________________________
(IMITATING TROMBONE)
_________________________________
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
_________________________________
(SAW WHISTLING)
_________________________________
(TAPS)
_________________________________
(BELLS RINGING)
_________________________________
Take the straight and narrow path
_________________________________
And if you start to slide
_________________________________
Give a little whistle
Yoo-hoo
_________________________________
Give a little whistle
_________________________________
Woo-hoo
_________________________________
And always let your conscience
be your guide
_________________________________
And always let your conscience
be your guide
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
-Who is there?
-It's me.
_________________________________
Oh. It's me.
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Shh. Figaro!
_________________________________
There's somebody in here.
_________________________________
(MEOWS)
_________________________________
Shh!
_________________________________
Careful now, Figaro.
_________________________________
He might spring out on us
at any time.
_________________________________
He's in here somewhere.
_________________________________
Here I am!
_________________________________
(FIGARO SCREECHES)
_________________________________
(CLOCKS CHIMING)
_________________________________
(MEOWS)
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Oh!
_________________________________
Pinocchio!
_________________________________
How did you get down here?
_________________________________
-I fell down.
-Oh, you did.
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
You are talking.
_________________________________
-Uh-huh.
-No, no, no, no!
_________________________________
-Yes! And I can move too!
-No, no, no, you can't!
_________________________________
I'm dreaming in my sleep!
_________________________________
Oh, wake me up! Wake me up!
_________________________________
(GEPPETTO SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
Now we see who's dreaming.
_________________________________
Go on, say something.
_________________________________
Gee, you're funny.
_________________________________
-Do it again!
-You do talk!
_________________________________
Yes! The Blue Fairy came.
_________________________________
-The Blue Fairy?
-Uh-huh. And I got a conscience.
_________________________________
-A conscience!
-And someday I'm gonna be a real boy.
_________________________________
A real boy!
It's my wish, it's come true!
_________________________________
Figaro, look!
_________________________________
He's alive, he can talk!
Say hello to Figaro.
_________________________________
Hello to Figaro.
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Oh, Cleo! I almost forgot.
_________________________________
Look, it's Pinocchio!
_________________________________
She's my little water baby.
Isn't she cute?
_________________________________
Yeah, cute!
_________________________________
(GEPPETTO LAUGHING)
_________________________________
This calls for a celebration!
_________________________________
Music!
_________________________________
(PLAYING UPBEAT TUNE)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
You start one, Pinocchio.
_________________________________
(SINGING) Tra-la-la-la-la-la
la-la-la-la
_________________________________
Tra-la-la-la-la-la
la-la-la-la
_________________________________
(TOOTING)
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
Oh, boy. A party!
_________________________________
Mind if I cut in?
_________________________________
How about sitting out
the next one, babe, huh?
_________________________________
Whoops! Hey! Whoa!
Let me out! Let me out!
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
Come, Cleo, join the party! Dance!
_________________________________
(GEPPETTO HUMMING)
_________________________________
Ooh, nice!
_________________________________
(SINGING) Tra-la-la-la-la-la
la-la-la-la
_________________________________
Tra-la-la
_________________________________
Gathering toys
_________________________________
Tra-la-la
_________________________________
For my little boy
_________________________________
Tra-la-la, la-la-la
_________________________________
Look, pretty!
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
Help!
_________________________________
-Oh, where's the bucket? Help! Water!
-(SCREECHES)
_________________________________
-Water!
-Here it is! I got it!
_________________________________
Here's water. Here's some water.
_________________________________
Help! Where's water?
_________________________________
That was close.
_________________________________
Maybe we'd better go to bed
before something else happens.
_________________________________
(COUGHING)
_________________________________
(YAWNS)
_________________________________
Little man, you've had a busy night.
_________________________________
Now, close your eyes and go to sleep.
_________________________________
Why?
_________________________________
GEPPETTO:
Oh, everybody has to sleep.
_________________________________
Figaro goes to sleep, and Cleo.
_________________________________
And besides, tomorrow
you've got to go to school.
_________________________________
Why?
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Oh, to learn things
_________________________________
and get smart.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Why?
_________________________________
GEPPETTO: Ah. Because.
_________________________________
PINOCCHIO: Oh.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Flashback of Spring 2017
_________________________________
_________________________________
Denied? You're denying my claim?
_________________________________
I don't understand.
I have full coverage.
_________________________________
I'm sorry, Mrs. Hogenson,
_________________________________
but our liability is spelled out
in paragraph 17.
_________________________________
-It states clearly...
-(STAMMERING) I can't pay for this.
_________________________________
Excuse me. Claims, Bob Parr.
_________________________________
I'm calling to celebrate
a momentous occasion.
_________________________________
We're now officially moved in.
_________________________________
Yeah, well, that's great, honey.
_________________________________
The last three years
don't count because...
_________________________________
Because I finally unpacked the last box.
Now, it's official. Ha, ha, ha.
_________________________________
HELEN: Why do we have
so much junk?
_________________________________
Listen, I've got a client.
_________________________________
Say no more. Go save the world
one policy at a time, honey.
_________________________________
Oh! I gotta go pick up the kids.
See you tonight.
_________________________________
Bye, honey.
Excuse me. Where were we?
_________________________________
(SOBBING) I'm on a fixed income,
and if you can't help me,
_________________________________
I don't know what I'll do.
_________________________________
(BLOWS NOSE LOUDLY)
_________________________________
(SOBBING)
_________________________________
All right, listen closely.
I'd like to help you, but I can't.
_________________________________
I'd like to tell you to take a copy
of your policy to Norma Wilcox on...
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Norma Wilcox.
W-I-L-C-O-X.
_________________________________
On the third floor. But I can't.
_________________________________
I also do not advise you
to fill out and file a WS2475 form
_________________________________
with our legal department
on the second floor.
_________________________________
I wouldn't expect someone to get back
to you quickly to resolve the matter.
_________________________________
I'd like to help,
but there's nothing I can do.
_________________________________
Oh, thank you, young man.
_________________________________
(SHOUTING) Sorry.
I know you're upset!
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Pretend to be upset.
_________________________________
(SOBBING)
_________________________________
Parr!
_________________________________
You authorized payment
on the Walker policy!
_________________________________
Someone broke
into their house, Mr. Huph.
_________________________________
-Their policy covers...
-I don't wanna know about it.
_________________________________
Don't tell me about it. Tell me how
you're keeping Insuricare in the black.
_________________________________
Tell me how that's possible,
with you writing checks
_________________________________
to every Harry Hardluck and Sally
Sobstory that gives you a phone call.
_________________________________
(OVER PA) Morning break is over.
Morning break is over.
_________________________________
I appreciate you coming
down here, Mrs. Parr.
_________________________________
What's this about?
Has Dash done something wrong?
_________________________________
He's a disruptive influence and he
openly mocks me in front of the class.
_________________________________
-He says.
-Look, I know it's you!
_________________________________
-He puts thumbtacks on my stool.
-You saw him do this?
_________________________________
Well... Not really. No.
_________________________________
Actually, not.
_________________________________
Oh, then how do you know it was him?
_________________________________
I hid a camera.
Yeah, and this time, I've got him.
_________________________________
See? You see?
_________________________________
You don't see it?
_________________________________
He moves! Right there!
_________________________________
Wait, wait! Right there!
_________________________________
Right as I'm sitting down!
_________________________________
I don't know how he does it,
_________________________________
but there's no tack before he moves
_________________________________
and after he moves, there's a tack.
Coincidence? I think not!
_________________________________
-Bernie...
-Don't "Bernie" me.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING) This little rat is guilty!
_________________________________
You and your son can go now,
Mrs. Parr. I'm sorry for the trouble.
_________________________________
You're letting him go again?
He's guilty!
_________________________________
You can see it on his smug little face.
Guilty, I say, guilty!
_________________________________
Dash, this is the third time this year
you've been sent to the office.
_________________________________
We need to find a better outlet.
A more constructive outlet.
_________________________________
Maybe I could,
if you'd let me go out for sports.
_________________________________
Honey, you know why we can't do that.
_________________________________
I promise I'll slow up.
I'll only be the best by a tiny bit.
_________________________________
Dashiell Robert Parr,
_________________________________
you are an incredibly competitive boy.
And a bit of a showoff.
_________________________________
The last thing you need is temptation.
_________________________________
You always say, "Do your best."
But you don't really mean it.
_________________________________
Why can't I do the best that I can do?
_________________________________
Right now, honey,
the world just wants us to fit in,
_________________________________
and to fit in, we just gotta be
like everybody else.
_________________________________
Dad always said our powers
were nothing to be ashamed of.
_________________________________
-Our powers made us special.
-Everyone's special, Dash.
_________________________________
Which is another way
of saying no one is.
_________________________________
(BELL RINGS)
_________________________________
BOY: Rydinger, where you headed?
_________________________________
-GIRL: Hi, Tony.
-Hey.
_________________________________
-"Hey, Tony, can I carry your books?"
-That's kind of funny.
_________________________________
"Hey, Tony, do you play football?"
_________________________________
BOY: Tony, I thought we were
gonna go swimming.
_________________________________
He looked at me.
_________________________________
(CAR HORN HONKING)
_________________________________
DASH: Come on, Violet!
_________________________________
(HORNS HONKING,
PEOPLE YELLING)
_________________________________
(CAR RATTLING)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(MUTTERING) Darn kids.
Sitting on the driveway...
_________________________________
Oh, great.
_________________________________
(UNINTELLIGIBLE MUTTERING)
_________________________________
(HELEN AND JACK-JACK COOING)
_________________________________
Mom.
_________________________________
-You're making weird faces again.
-No, I'm not.
_________________________________
You make weird faces, honey.
_________________________________
-Do you have to read at the table?
-Uh-huh. Yeah.
_________________________________
Smaller bites, Dash. Yikes!
_________________________________
Bob, could you help
the carnivore cut his meat?
_________________________________
Dash, you have something you
wanna tell your father about school?
_________________________________
(NERVOUSLY)
Well, we dissected a frog.
_________________________________
Dash got sent to the office again.
_________________________________
-(DISTRACTED) Good. Good.
-No, Bob, that's bad.
_________________________________
-What?
-Dash got sent to the office again.
_________________________________
-What? What for?
-Nothing.
_________________________________
He put a tack on the teacher's chair,
during class.
_________________________________
Nobody saw me.
You could barely see it on the tape.
_________________________________
They caught you on tape
and you still got away with it? Whoa!
_________________________________
 You must have been booking.
How fast were you going?
_________________________________
We are not encouraging this.
_________________________________
I'm not, I'm just asking how fast...
_________________________________
-Honey!
-(CRASH)
_________________________________
Great. First the car,
now I gotta pay to fix the table...
_________________________________
What happened to the car?
_________________________________
Here. I'm getting a new plate.
_________________________________
So, how about you, Vi?
How was school?
_________________________________
-Nothing to report.
-You've hardly touched your food.
_________________________________
-I'm not hungry for meatloaf.
-Well, it is leftover night.
_________________________________
We have steak, pasta...
What are you hungry for?
_________________________________
-Tony Rydinger.
-Shut up.
_________________________________
-Well, you are.
-I said, shut up, you little insect.
_________________________________
-Well, she is.
-Do not shout at the table.
_________________________________
-Honey!
-BOB: Kids! Listen to your mother.
_________________________________
She'd eat if we were having Tony loaf.
_________________________________
That's it!
_________________________________
Stop it!
_________________________________
DASH: You're gonna be toast!
HELEN: Stop running in the house.
_________________________________
HELEN: Sit down!
_________________________________
-Hey, no force fields!
-You started it.
_________________________________
You sit down! You sit down!
_________________________________
Violet!
_________________________________
(SHOUTING IN BACKGROUND)
_________________________________
(BOB MUTTERING)
_________________________________
"Simon J. Paladino,
_________________________________
"longtime advocate of superhero rights,
is missing"?
_________________________________
-Gazerbeam.
-HELEN: Bob! It's time to engage.
_________________________________
Do something!
Don't just stand there!
_________________________________
-I need you to intervene!
-You want me to intervene?
_________________________________
Okay. I'm intervening!
_________________________________
(ALL SHOUTING)
_________________________________
Violet, let go of your brother.
_________________________________
JACK-JACK: Hello?
_________________________________
BOB: Get the door.
_________________________________
-Hey, Lucius!
-Hey, Speedo. Helen, Vi, Jack-Jack.
_________________________________
-Ice of you to drop by.
-Ha! Never heard that one before.
_________________________________
(GARGLING) Lucius!
_________________________________
LUCIUS: Whoa!
_________________________________
LUCIUS: Ha, ha.
DASH: Oh!
_________________________________
-I like it when it shatters.
-I'll be back later.
_________________________________
-Where are you two going?
-It's Wednesday.
_________________________________
Bowling night.
Say hello to Honey for me, Lucius.
_________________________________
Will do. Good night, Helen.
Good night, kids.
_________________________________
Don't think you've avoided
talking about the principal's office.
_________________________________
Your father and I
are still gonna discuss it.
_________________________________
I'm not the only kid who's
been sent to the office.
_________________________________
Other kids don't have superpowers.
_________________________________
-Now, it's perfectly normal...
-What do you know about normal?
_________________________________
What does anyone
in this family know about normal?
_________________________________
-Now, wait a minute, young lady.
-We act normal. I wanna be normal.
_________________________________
The only normal one is Jack-Jack,
and he's not even toilet trained.
_________________________________
(JACK-JACK LAUGHING)
_________________________________
DASH: Lucky.
_________________________________
I meant about being normal.
_________________________________
(LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
LUCIUS: So now I'm in deep trouble.
_________________________________
I mean, one more jolt of this
death ray and I'm an epitaph.
_________________________________
Somehow I managed to find cover.
What does Baron Von Ruthless do?
_________________________________
-He starts monologuing.
-He starts monologuing.
_________________________________
He starts this prepared speech
about how feeble I am compared to him.
_________________________________
How inevitable my defeat is, the world
will soon be his. Yada, yada, yada.
_________________________________
-Yammering.
-Yammering.
_________________________________
LUCIUS: I mean, the guy has me
on a platter, and he won't shut up.
_________________________________
RADIO: Municiberg, we have a 23-56...
_________________________________
23-56, what is that?
_________________________________
-Robbery?
-This is just sad.
_________________________________
-Want to catch a robber?
-No.
_________________________________
Tell you the truth,
I'd rather go bowling.
_________________________________
Look, what if we actually did
what our wives think we're doing?
_________________________________
Just to shake things up.
_________________________________
MIRAGE: He's not alone.
The fat guy's still with him.
_________________________________
They're just talking.
_________________________________
-What are we doing here?
-Protecting people.
_________________________________
-Nobody asked us.
-You need an invitation?
_________________________________
I'd like one, yes. We keep
sneaking out to do this, and...
_________________________________
-You remember Gazerbeam?
-There was something in the paper.
_________________________________
-He had trouble with civilian life.
-When did you see him?
_________________________________
I don't see anyone from the old days.
Just you.
_________________________________
-And we're pushing our luck as it is.
-Come on.
_________________________________
It was fun the first time,
but if we keep doing this...
_________________________________
-RADIO: We have a report on a fire...
-A fire. We're close!
_________________________________
-(YELLING) Yeah, baby!
-We're gonna get caught.
_________________________________
(HOOTING)
_________________________________
BOB: Fire! Yeah!
_________________________________
LUCIUS: Is that everybody?
BOB: Yeah.
_________________________________
-It better be.
-Can't you put this out?
_________________________________
I can't lay down a layer thick enough!
It's evaporating too fast!
_________________________________
-What's that mean?
-It means it's hot.
_________________________________
-I'm dehydrated, Bob.
-You're out of ice?
_________________________________
You can't run out.
You can use water in the air.
_________________________________
There is no water in this air!
What's your excuse, run out of muscle?
_________________________________
I can't smash walls.
The building's getting weaker.
_________________________________
-It's gonna come down on top of us.
-I wanted to go bowling!
_________________________________
All right! Stay right on my tail!
This is gonna get hot!
_________________________________
(COUGHING, MOANING)
_________________________________
BOB: Yeah.
_________________________________
(COUGHING)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
Oh, good.
_________________________________
-(ALARM SOUNDS)
-(LUCIUS GROANS)
_________________________________
That ain't right.
_________________________________
-We look like incompetent bad guys!
-You can get water out of the air.
_________________________________
Freeze!
_________________________________
-I'm thirsty.
-I said freeze!
_________________________________
I'm just getting a drink.
_________________________________
-You've had your drink. Now...
-I know. I know. Freeze.
_________________________________
(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
_________________________________
Police officers!
_________________________________
LUCIUS: That was way too close.
_________________________________
We are not doing that again.
_________________________________
(OVER RADIO) Verify you want
to switch targets? Over.
_________________________________
Trust me. This is the one
he's been looking for.
_________________________________
(KEYS JINGLING)
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
-I thought you'd be back by 11:00.
-I said I'd be back later.
_________________________________
I assumed you'd be back later.
If you came back at all,
_________________________________
-you'd be "back later".
-Well, I'm back, okay?
_________________________________
Is this rubble?
_________________________________
(WITH MOUTH FULL) It was just
a little workout. Just to stay loose.
_________________________________
You know how I feel about that.
Darn you! We can't blow cover again.
_________________________________
The building was coming down anyway.
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
You knocked down a building?
_________________________________
It was on fire. Structurally unsound.
It was coming down.
_________________________________
Have you been listening
to the police scanner again?
_________________________________
I performed a public service.
You act like that's a bad thing.
_________________________________
It is a bad thing, Bob!
_________________________________
Uprooting our family again, so you can
relive the glory days is a bad thing.
_________________________________
It's better than acting like
they didn't happen!
_________________________________
Yes! They happened!
But this, our family,
_________________________________
is what's happening now, Bob.
And you are missing this!
_________________________________
I can't believe you don't want to go to
your own son's graduation.
_________________________________
It's not a graduation.
He's moving from fourth to fifth grade.
_________________________________
-It's a ceremony!
-It's psychotic!
_________________________________
They keep creating new ways
to celebrate mediocrity
_________________________________
but if someone is exceptional...
_________________________________
This is not about you, Bob.
It's about Dash.
_________________________________
You want to do something for Dash?
Let him actually compete.
_________________________________
-Let him go out for sports!
-I will not be made the enemy!
_________________________________
-You know why we can't do that.
-Because he'd be great.
_________________________________
This is not about you!
_________________________________
All right, Dash.
I know you're listening. Come on out.
_________________________________
Vi? You, too, young lady.
_________________________________
Come on. Come on out.
_________________________________
It's okay, kids.
We're just having a discussion.
_________________________________
VIOLET: Pretty loud discussion.
_________________________________
But that's okay. What's important
is that Mommy and I are a team.
_________________________________
-We're united, uh, against forces of...
-Pigheadedness?
_________________________________
-I was gonna say evil.
-We're sorry we woke you.
_________________________________
Everything's okay.
Go back to bed. It's late.
_________________________________
-Good night, Mom. Night, Dad.
-Good night.
_________________________________
In fact, we should all be in bed.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(CRICKETS CHIRPING, DOG BARKS)
_________________________________
(ON PHONE) Request claim
on claim numbers 158183...
_________________________________
HUPH: Haven't you got him yet?
Where is he?
_________________________________
PA: Mr. Huph would like to talk
to you in his office.
_________________________________
-Now?
-Now.
_________________________________
(ANNOUNCEMENT ON PA)
_________________________________
Sit down, Bob.
_________________________________
I'm not happy, Bob. Not happy.
_________________________________
-Ask me why.
-Okay. Why?
_________________________________
Why what? Be specific, Bob.
_________________________________
Why are you unhappy?
_________________________________
Your customers make me unhappy.
_________________________________
What, you've gotten complaints?
_________________________________
Complaints I can handle.
_________________________________
What I can't handle is your customers'
inexplicable knowledge
_________________________________
of Insuricare's inner workings!
They're experts. Experts, Bob!
_________________________________
Exploiting every loophole,
dodging every obstacle!
_________________________________
They're penetrating the bureaucracy!
_________________________________
-Did I do something illegal?
-No.
_________________________________
-We shouldn't help our customers?
-The law requires that I answer no.
_________________________________
-We're supposed to help people.
-(YELLING) Help our people!
_________________________________
Starting with our stockholders.
_________________________________
Who's helping them out, huh?
_________________________________
HUPH: You know, Bob, a company...
_________________________________
Is like an enormous clock.
_________________________________
...is like an enormous...
Yes. Precisely.
_________________________________
HUPH: It only works if all
the little cogs mesh together.
_________________________________
Now, a clock needs to be cleaned,
well-lubricated and wound tight.
_________________________________
The best clocks have jewel movements,
cogs that fit, that cooperate by design.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) I'm being
metaphorical, Bob.
_________________________________
Know what I mean by cooperative cogs?
_________________________________
Bob?
_________________________________
Bob? Look at me
when I'm talking to you, Parr.
_________________________________
-That man out there, he needs help.
-Don't change the subject.
_________________________________
-We're discussing your attitude.
-He is getting mugged!
_________________________________
-Well, let's hope we don't cover him.
-I'll be right back.
_________________________________
Stop right now or you're fired!
_________________________________
Close the door.
_________________________________
Get over here, now.
_________________________________
I'm not happy, Bob. Not happy.
_________________________________
-He got away.
-Good thing, too.
_________________________________
You were this close to losing your...
_________________________________
(MOANING)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(OVER PA) Please report to
operating room 722 immediately.
_________________________________
-How is he?
-He'll live.
_________________________________
-I'm fired, aren't I?
-You think?
_________________________________
-What can I say, Rick?
-Nothing you haven't said before.
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-Someone was in trouble.
-Always.
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-I had to do something.
-Every time you say that,
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it's a month and a half
of trouble for me.
_________________________________
Hundreds of thousands
of taxpayer's dollars.
_________________________________
-I know.
-We pay to keep the company quiet.
_________________________________
We pay damages, erase memories,
relocate your family.
_________________________________
Every time it gets harder.
Money, money, money.
_________________________________
We can't keep doing this. We
appreciate what you did in the old days,
_________________________________
but those days are over.
From now on, you're on your own.
_________________________________
Listen, Bob. Maybe I could relocate you,
you know, for old times' sake.
_________________________________
I can't do that to my family.
Everyone just got settled.
_________________________________
I'll make it work. Thanks.
_________________________________
Take care of yourself.
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BOB: What are you waiting for?
_________________________________
I don't know.
Something amazing, I guess.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Me, too, kid.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
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(DOOR SWINGS SHUT)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
"Hold still"?
_________________________________
COMPUTER: Match, Mr. Incredible.
_________________________________
Room is secure. Commence message.
_________________________________
MIRAGE: Hello, Mr. Incredible.
Yes, we know who you are.
_________________________________
Rest assured,
your secret is safe with us.
_________________________________
My name is Mirage.
We have something in common.
_________________________________
According to the government,
neither of us exist.
_________________________________
Please pay attention, as this message
is classified and will not be repeated.
_________________________________
I represent a top secret division
of the government,
_________________________________
designing and testing
experimental technology,
_________________________________
and we have need
of your unique abilities.
_________________________________
Something happened
at our testing facility.
_________________________________
-HELEN: Honey!
-Huh? What?
_________________________________
-HELEN: Dinner's ready.
-Okay.
_________________________________
...it is contained
within an isolated area,
_________________________________
it threatens to cause incalculable
damage to itself and our facilities,
_________________________________
jeopardizing hundreds
of millions of dollars...
_________________________________
HELEN: Is someone in there?
_________________________________
-It's the TV, trying to watch.
-Because of its sensitive nature...
_________________________________
-HELEN: Stop. It's time for dinner.
-One minute!
_________________________________
If you accept, your payment will be
triple your current annual salary.
_________________________________
Call the number on the card.
Voice-matching will ensure security.
_________________________________
The supers aren't gone, Mr. Incredible.
You're still here.
_________________________________
You can still do great things. Or
_________________________________
you can listen to police scanners.
Your choice.
_________________________________
You have 24 hours to respond.
_________________________________
Think about it.
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
COMPUTER: This message
will self-destruct.
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(MUFFLED EXPLOSION, COUGHING)
_________________________________
(FIRE ALARM BEEPING)
_________________________________
(FAMILY SHOUTING
IN ANOTHER ROOM)
_________________________________
You are one distracted guy.
_________________________________
Am I? I don't mean to be.
_________________________________
I know you miss being a hero
and your job is frustrating.
_________________________________
I just want you to know how much it
means to me that you stay at it anyway.
_________________________________
-Honey? About the job?
-What?
_________________________________
-Something's happened.
-What?
_________________________________
-The, uh...
-What?
_________________________________
The company is sending me
to, uh, a conference.
_________________________________
-A conference?
-(STAMMERING) Out of town.
_________________________________
I'm gonna be gone for a few days.
_________________________________
They've never sent you to a conference
before. This is good, isn't it?
_________________________________
(HESITATING) Yes.
_________________________________
You see? They're finally
recognizing your talents.
_________________________________
-You're moving up.
-Yes.
_________________________________
-Honey! This is wonderful!
-Yes, it is.
_________________________________
(PHONE RINGING)
_________________________________
 (OVER PHONE) Hello?
_________________________________
This is Mr. Incredible.
_________________________________
I'm in.
_________________________________
The Omnidroid 9000
is a top secret prototype battle robot.
_________________________________
Its artificial intelligence
enables it to solve any problem
_________________________________
it's confronted with.
And, unfortunately...
_________________________________
Let me guess. It got smart enough
to wonder why it had to take orders.
_________________________________
We lost control. Now it's loose
in the jungle, threatening our facility.
_________________________________
We've had to evacuate all personnel
from the island for their own safety.
_________________________________
How am I going in?
_________________________________
The Omnidroid's defenses necessitate
an air drop from 5,000 feet.
_________________________________
Its cloaking devices
make it difficult to track.
_________________________________
We're pretty sure it's on
the southern half of the island.
_________________________________
One more thing. Obviously it
represents a significant investment.
_________________________________
You want me to shut it down
without destroying it.
_________________________________
You are Mr. Incredible.
_________________________________
I've got to warn you,
it's a learning robot.
_________________________________
Every moment you fight it increases
its knowledge of how to beat you.
_________________________________
Shut it down. Do it quickly.
Don't destroy it.
_________________________________
-And don't die.
-Great. Thanks.
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Showtime.
_________________________________
(BIRD AND INSECT NOISES)
_________________________________
(PANTING HEAVILY, SIGHING)
_________________________________
(FLY BUZZING)
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
-Hmm.
-(LOUD CRASH)
_________________________________
(CRIES OUT IN PAIN)
_________________________________
(SATISFIED GRUNT)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING WITH EFFORT)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING, LOUD CRACK)
_________________________________
Oh, my back!
_________________________________
-(LOUD CRACK)
-Oh!
_________________________________
Surprising. We must bring him back.
_________________________________
Sound the all clear,
and invite him to dinner.
_________________________________
SYNDROME: (BARELY AUDIBLE)
Most important, keep things light.
_________________________________
Praise him. Make him feel
like we appreciate his abilities.
_________________________________
Am I overdressed?
_________________________________
Actually, you look rather dashing.
_________________________________
MR. INCREDIBLE: I take it our host is...
MIRAGE: I'm sorry.
_________________________________
He won't be dining with us.
He hopes you'll understand.
_________________________________
Of course. I do usually make it a point
to know who I'm working for.
_________________________________
He prefers a certain amount
of anonymity.
_________________________________
Surely, you of all people
understand that.
_________________________________
I was just wondering, of all the places
to settle down, why live...
_________________________________
With a volcano?
He's attracted to power. So am I.
_________________________________
-It's a weakness we share.
-Seems a bit unstable.
_________________________________
I prefer to think of it
as misunderstood.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Aren't we all?
_________________________________
Volcanic soil is among
the most fertile on Earth.
_________________________________
Everything at the table
was grown right here.
_________________________________
-How does it compare?
-Everything's delicious.
_________________________________
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