Mickey and the Beanstalk (Fun and Fancy Free) subtitles

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(LAUGHING) Oh, dear.
Nanny goats and petticoats.

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-I'm a caution.
-Yes, you certainly are.

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Tell me, what is the secret
of your lovely complexion?

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-Well, I... I use saddle soap.
-I see.

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-Yes.
-Yes.
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If I'm not being too personal, Ophelia...

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-Yeah ?
-Uh, how old are you?

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-Oh, I'm, uh, a girl my age.
-A girl your age?

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-Yes.
-And how old is that?

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-Uh, twenty-eight.
-Twenty-eight.

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I thought you were
a little bit older than that.

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Well, I knocked off a few years
for good behavior.

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I don't care for that. It's kid stuff.
(CHUCKLES)

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Well, we're awfully glad
you came to our party.
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-Well... Oh, yes, indeedy.

-Did you have fun?

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I thought Charlie made a pig
of himself with that chocolate cake.

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BERGEN: You're quite right.
OPHELIA: Oh, yes, I am. Yes.
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BERGEN: Yes, I agree with you.
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-Well, good night, Luana.
-Good night, Ophelia.

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-Bonne nuit, Mortimer.
-Uh... Ma'am?

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(REPEATS IN FRENCH)
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Uh, yes, ma'am. Yeah, yeah. Bunny...

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Bunny, bunny wee, bunny wee. Bun...

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I don't know no bunny wee.
(SNIFFLING, MUTTERING)

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-OPHELIA: Good night, Charlie.
-Uh, good night.
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-You know, Ophelia, you look so sweet.
-Ah, what'd you say?

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-I say, I think you look so sweet.
-Yes?

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-I'm going to kiss you good night.
-Oh, help, help, help!

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Help.

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(GIGGLES) Isn't that a wonderful trick?

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Yes, it is. Yes.
I wish I could enjoy my first childhood

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as much as he does his second.
(LAUGHS)

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Now, Luana, how would you like
another piece of cake
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or some ice cream?

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-No, thank you. I'm full up.
-Some candy?

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-Care for a cigar?
-Me? (LAUGHS)

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How about you, Mortimer?

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-Mortimer?
-Uh... I don't smoke.

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I don't mean that.
Well, what shall we do now?
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Any suggestions?
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How would you like to go down
to the city dump,

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-and watch me slug rats?
-Certainly not.

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No?
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How would you like
to hear me tell a story?

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Oh, I'd love it. Wouldn't you, Charlie?

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Well, I... (STAMMERS) Yeah, no.

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This is a story that
everyone should know.

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Yes, but not everyone should tell it.
And you know who.

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Well, I'm going to tell it anyway.
Now, many, many years ago...

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I think I'll run out and wind a sundial.

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-You'll stay right here.
-Yes, sir.

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BERGEN: Once upon a time,
long, long ago...
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Funny, nothing ever
happens nowadays.
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There was a place called Happy Valley.

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Now, it was called Happy Valley

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because everyone
who lived there was happy.

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No! Well, there's a hunk of logic for you.
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Are you listening, Mortimer?

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-Uh, Happy Valley?
-That's right, yes.

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Now just try and imagine it.
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Can't you just close your eyes
and see it?

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Well, I can't see very good
with my eyes closed.

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My eyelids get in the way.

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-You create a picture in your mind's eye.
-Oh.

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That's not easy for him.
His mind gets in the way.
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(LAUGHING)

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-Now try and paint a mental picture.
-Yeah.

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I painted a barn once, I did.

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-Well, that's very interesting.
-Yeah.

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-It was... It was a red barn. It was. Yeah.
-Well, forget the barn.

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-Yeah.
-And try and picture Happy Valley.

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-Well, I'll... I'll work on it.
-That's the spirit.

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Yeah. Yeah. I'll work on it.

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Let's see, uh... Let's see, now.

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It's, uh... Oh, let's say it's about...

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Uh, what was the question ?

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-Happy Valley.
-Oh, yeah! Yeah. That's right. Yeah.

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-Let's see...
-Think hard!

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Yeah. (GRUNTS)

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Let's see... (GROANS)

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(GRUNTING)

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Oh, I'm tired. All that work for nothin'.

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-Can I try?
-BERGEN: Certainly.
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Yes. I think I can see it, Mr. Bergen.

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It's beautiful.

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BERGEN: Yes, it was one of nature's
garden spots
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nestled among the green, rolling hills.

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Can't you see the lovely brook
as it flows through the valley?

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MORTIMER: Mmm. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
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BERGEN: The winding roads,
lined with stately trees.
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MORTIMER: Trees. Yeah.
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BERGEN: Lush fields and prosperous
farms dot the landscape.
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MORTIMER: Landscape. Yeah.
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BERGEN: And high on a hilltop
overlooking the valley,
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-shining like a jewel, stands...
-MORTIMER: My red barn.
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BERGEN: No, no.
It was something much nicer.
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-It was a majestic castle!
-LUANA: Oh, that's pretty.
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BERGEN: And something very precious
is kept within these castle walls.
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LUANA: What is it?
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BERGEN: It's a magic,
singing harp. Listen.
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(SINGING) What a happy day

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What a sunny sky
Kind of makes you sigh in a happy way

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What a very merry day
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All the world is gay
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When your cares are light
and your heart takes flight
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And you're swept away

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The air is sweet with clover

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The clouds are turning over

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Oh, yes, they're turning over

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Just to show their silver lining

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My, what a happy day

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Never knew such bliss
Never read of this

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In a book or play

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What a lovely day

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What a great big, gorgeous,
sumptuous, thumping, bumptious

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Hum-galumptious
simply scrumptious

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My, what a happy day

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(BELL CLANKING)

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My, what a happy day
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Never knew such bliss
Never read of this in a book or play

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What a lovely day

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What a great big, gorgeous,
sumptuous, thumping, bumptious

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Hum-galumptious
simply scrumptious

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Oh, my, oh, my

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What a happy

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-Day
-(ALL LAUGHING)

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BERGEN: Yes,
the voice of this golden harp
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cast a magic spell of joy
and prosperity over the valley.

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But it was too good to last.
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CHARLIE: I knew
there was a catch in it.
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BERGEN: For one day...
CHARLIE: They built a schoolhouse.
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BERGEN: No, no.
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One day, a mysterious
shadow crept over the valley.

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And then something
dreadful happened!

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(THUNDER ROLLING, CRASHING)

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(SCREAMING)

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LUANA: What happened?
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BERGEN: When the shadow lifted,
the golden harp was gone.
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No longer was the valley happy,
for without the magic of the harp,

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all was misery, misery, misery.

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CHARLIE: Just like the eighth grade.
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BERGEN: Desolation spread
over the land.
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Everything was drying up.

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MORTIMER: Dry rot.
CHARLIE: Yes, isn't it?
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BERGEN: Charlie.
CHARLIE: Yes, sir.
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BERGEN: The fields of golden corn
turned to dust.
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CHARLIE: Kerplop.
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BERGEN: The laughing brook
flowed no more.
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To think that this
was once Happy Valley!

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CHARLIE: Now it's Gruesome Gulch.
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BERGEN: Days pass, weeks pass.
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CHARLIE: I pass. New deal.
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LUANA: What happened
to all the people?
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BERGEN: Well, suppose we look
in on these humble peasants.
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MORTIMER: Is that a peasant?
CHARLIE: That's a cow, stupid.
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LUANA: Well, at least they had milk.
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BERGEN: Well, she used to be
a good milker. But now...
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CHARLIE: She's an udder failure.
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BERGEN: She was the bosom friend
of a once-proud family.
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CHARLIE: Well, they're certainly
out of the high rent district.
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(HINGE SQUEAKING)

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BERGEN: And there they are,
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three poor farmers,
gripped by the pangs of starvation.

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Still alive, still breathing,

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sharing a pitiful crust between them.

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Share and share alike.

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Sharing and staring.
Staring and sharing.

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CHARLIE: Uh, just tell it. Don't ham it.
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BERGEN: But are their spirits broken?
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Have they lost hope?

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Yes. Men facing famine,
naught left but beans.

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CHARLIE: Ahem. Bean, you mean.
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BERGEN: If it were
one man and three beans...
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But, no. One bean and three men.

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CHARLIE: Well,
at least there are no bones in it.
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BERGEN: Just look
at that miserable creature,
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doggedly struggling to maintain life,

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a gaunt, lean bag
of bones and feathers.

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Truly a picture of despair.

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But Donald doesn't whimper.

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-Donald doesn't give up.
-Shut up!

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I can't stand it! (SQUAWKING)

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GOOFY: Easy, Donald. Easy!
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(ALL SHOUTING AT ONCE)

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There. There, now.
There. Easy, Donald.

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I'll be all right.

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Yeah. I'll be all right. (PANTING)

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I'll be all right.

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BERGEN: He says
he's all right, but I wonder.
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He's suffered too much.

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What diabolical thought is being
hatched in the fevered brain

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of this poor, demented duck?

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Donald! No! No!

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Nice bossy, bossy.

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(LAUGHS)

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-Nice old cowsy wowsy.
-Donald!

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-(SQUAWKING)
-(MOOING)

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-MICKEY: Donald! No, Donald!
-(MOOING)
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(SQUAWKING)
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Give it here! Let me...

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(MUTTERING, PANTING)
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I just gotta eat.

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I'm so hungry.

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BERGEN: The little fellow was
completely out of his head.
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-Cut it out, will ya? I get the idea!
-He was a pitiful sight.

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-Weeks without food.
-(GROANS)

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-Poor Donald.
-Yeah, poor me!

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It was all they could do to restrain him.

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You see, he had just about reached
the end of his rope.
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-Yeah.

-Oh, it was a sorry predicament indeed.

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What to do? What to do?

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Well, Donald may be nuts,
but he's got the right idea.

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Kill the cow.
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Oh, no, Charlie!
The cow was their best friend.

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Well, a friend in need is a friend indeed.

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-So what?
-So, they need some steak.

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No! If you're gonna kill the cow,

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I don't wanna hear the rest of the story.

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Well, she wouldn't have to know.

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They could sneak up on her
and surprise her.

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Yeah, that's what we'll do.
We'll kill the cow.
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Oh, no, Charlie. You mustn't.

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We'll get a stranglehold on her
while she's asleep,

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and then push her off the cliff.
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-(CACKLING)
-Oh, no!

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I ain't a-gonna listen to the story.

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CHARLIE: Well, it'll be your fault
if they starve to death.
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-LUANA: Why don't they sell the cow?
-That's just what they did.
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Well, why didn't you say so
in the first place and save a lot of time?

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I could save a lot of time
by not telling the story at all!

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Your idea is not without merit.

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Well, back to the scene of desolation.

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Things are beginning
to look much brighter now,

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because as Mickey goes to the village
to sell the cow,
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the thought of prosperity brings
new hope to the famished farmers.

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Even Donald has fully recovered,
for soon their long-empty plates

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will overflow with food.

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Hey, look!
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(SINGING)
Turkey, lobster, sweet potato pie
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Pancakes piled up
'til they reach the sky

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Wa-wa, wa-wa, wa-wa, wa-wa
Wa-wa, wa-wa, wa-wa, wa-wa

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Ohh

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I wanna eat and eat and eat and eat

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And eat until I die

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BOTH: Turkey, lobster, sweet potato pie

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Pancakes piled up
'til they reach the sky

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Lots of starches
Lots of greens

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Fancy chocolate-covered...

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-Beans!
-What do you mean, beans?

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Yeah, fellows. I sold the cow
for some magic beans!

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Beans!
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(SQUAWKING)

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MICKEY: But Donald!
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These are not ordinary beans!
They're magic beans!

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If you plant these beans
in the light of a full moon,
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do you know what'll happen?

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Yes! We get more beans!
(SQUAWKING)

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-No, no, Donald!
-DONALD: Magic beans!
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BERGEN: Poor Mickey,
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cheated into trading his cow
for a handful of beans.

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(CLICKS TONGUE)
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What a mean trick!

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Swindling an innocent farmer
out of all he owned

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and lying to him, telling him
that the beans were magic.

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Planted in the light of a full moon!

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What a shame to deceive
a simple little peasant.

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Magic beans, indeed!

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-Light of a full moon.
-CHARLIE: Bergen? Bergen!
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BERGEN: What?
LUANA: There's something moving.
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BERGEN: Why, yes. Well, maybe
there is some magic in them!
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All right, now let's all keep quiet
and see what happens.

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(SNORING)

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(SNORING)

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Mmm.

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(GIGGLES)

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BERGEN: And all through the night,
it grew onward and upward.
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CHARLIE: That thing
is a menace to aviation.
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BERGEN: And so,
with the coming of dawn,
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we find the bewildered farmers
staring at a mammoth castle

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miles above the Earth.
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Their curiosity was aroused.
Nothing could hold them back.

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Who lives there? Man or monster?

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Friend or foe? A princess or a dragon?

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MORTIMER: Well, search me.
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BERGEN: What drew them
toward this place of mystery?
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Hunger? Desperation?

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Or perhaps it was love of adventure.

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What a fantastic experience,
perhaps mortal man

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has never before set foot
on this strange land.

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CHARLIE: Well, somebody did.
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MORTIMER: Oh, gosh!
Who made them?
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CHARLIE: Well, it wasn't Cinderella.
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BERGEN: Soon they reached
the moat surrounding the castle.
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But this didn't stop them. On they went,
as if drawn by some irresistible force.

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And then, suddenly, without warning,
out of the sky above...

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-(DRAGONFLIES DRONING)
-LUANA: Ooh! Dragonflies!
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CHARLIE: Yeah. A-flyin' front
and draggin' behind.
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-Gee, what whoppers!
-Yeah. Bombers!

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(IMITATING MACHINE GUN)

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Come back and fight! (SQUAWKING)

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(DRONING CONTINUES)

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(ALL SCREAMING)

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BERGEN: Finally,
they reached the castle.
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CHARLIE: The hard way.
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BERGEN: This was
the biggest adventure of their lives.
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Forgotten was their hunger,
forgotten was their fear.

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It took courage to scale
these massive steps

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to make this journey into the unknown.

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But these stouthearted lads
never faltered.

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Three minds with but a single thought.

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What mystery lurked
within those cold, forbidding walls?

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What strange spell hovered
over this gloomy place?

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Will no one answer?

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Are they walking into a trap?
Do they go in?

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CHARLIE: You know, you could stand
some rehearsal on this story.
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BERGEN: Inside, the tremendous hall
was as silent as a tomb.
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Not a sign of life anywhere.

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CHARLIE: Caught with his pants...
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BERGEN: Charlie!
CHARLIE: Caught with his pants...
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BERGEN: Charlie!
CHARLIE: Well, his slip was showing.
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BERGEN: They gazed
in speechless wonder
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almost afraid to breathe.

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Suddenly, they looked up.
What was it?

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DONALD: Food! Let me at it!
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Oh! Who's there? Who is it?

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MICKEY: That's the harp!
DONALD: Boy, oh, boy!
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How'd you get here?

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I was kidnapped by that wicked giant!

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-Oh! A giant!
-A giant!

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-A giant?
-A giant!

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-Bigger than 40 men.
-Oh, no!

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An ogre who had the power to turn
himself into anything, man or beast.

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That calls for a drink.

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(HICCUPS)

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It was this heartless monster that
swooped down under cover of darkness

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carried off the golden harp
and brought ruin to Happy Valley.
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-No!
-SCARY VOICE: Ohh!
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(ALL GASPING)

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Ohh... (GROWLING)

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-(GROWLING) I'm a giant.
-You are not.

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-You're nothing of the kind.
-Well, I'm a small giant.

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-No, you're not.
-I'm, uh... I'm tougher than 40 men.

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-You're not.
-Well, uh, 20 men.

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-No.
-No? Ten men?
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Aren't you ashamed of yourself,
Charlie? Why do you act like that?

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I don't know. I guess
it's just a stage I'm goin' through.

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-Well, take off that moustache.
-(YELPS)

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Now go over there
and behave yourself.

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Yes, sir. Everything I do is wrong.

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But why did the giant
want to steal the harp?

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Because he was cruel and selfish.
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He didn't care
what happened to the valley.

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He just wanted someone
to sing him to sleep.

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Well, why didn't he turn on the radio?

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Well, they didn't have radios
in those days.

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Yeah. That's why they called it
Happy Valley. (LAUGHS)

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-What did the giant look like?
-Well, he was...

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Oh... I'll try and show you.

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He looked something like this.

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Looks like my pig, Smedley.

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Never mind the self-portraits.
(CHUCKLES)

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Well, no, that isn't right.
He looked more like,

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more like this.

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There he is now. And the giant came
home for dinner, roaring...
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Drunk.

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-I was not!
-BERGEN: I mean, he was not.
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No.
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BERGEN: Down the castle hall
he came roaring...
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Fe, fi, fo, fum!

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Fe, fi, fo, fum!

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(SINGING) Fe, fi, fo, fum
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He, hi, ho, hum

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I'm a most amazing guy
A most amazing guy am I

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Fe, fi, fo, fum

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He, hi, ho, hum

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I'm the stuff, I'm tellin' you
For here's what I can do

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I can change myself into an elf

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Fly up high like the birdies

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I can disappear into atmosphere

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Peekaboo
'Cause I know the magic wordies

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Fi, fo, fe, foy
Fe, fe, fe, fe

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Fifi? I don't know no Fifi.

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BERGEN: Those are
his magic words, you know.
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Fe, fi, fo, fum.

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-I smell...
-CHARLIE: You're telling us!
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BERGEN: Now, wait a minute.
He may be smarter than he looks.
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LUANA: Oh, I hope
he doesn't find them.
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CHARLIE: Hey, Giant,
you're getting warm.
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MORTIMER: Well, don't tell him!
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CHARLIE: Behind the jar, stupid.
LUANA: Charlie!
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(SNIFFING)

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GIANT: Pot roast! Chocolate pot roast!
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With stispacio... With dismashmee...

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With dismash...

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With green gravy.

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(HUMMING)

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Feedy, fidey,

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fodey,

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fum!

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-(HUMMING)
-(GASPING)

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(SNEEZES)

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Gesundheit.

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Oh, no, you don't!
You can't get away from Willie.

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I got you!

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I think I got you.

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Yeah, I got you.

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Willie.

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What?

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CHARLIE: He'll have to talk fast
to get out of this one.
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BERGEN: Well, you leave it to Mickey.
Just watch.
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Ten, twenty, thirty, forty.
Boy, what a life line!

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But what's this here?

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What is it? What is it!

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Uh-oh! I can't believe it!

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-Is it bad?
-Why, it says here,

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that you can change
yourself into anything!

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Sure, sure! You wanna see me?

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I can change myself
into the darndest things! (LAUGHS)
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Go on, give me somethin'.

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-Anything!
-Anything?

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Anything.

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BERGEN: See?
Mickey never misses a trick.
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-He's got a good idea.
-Well...

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Can you change into a fly?

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A cute, teeny-weeny,
itsy-bitsy housefly?

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That's it. A housefly.

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Aw, you don't want a fly.

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How about a bunny
with long, pink ears?

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Ha. Well, of course,
if you can't do a fly, why, uh...

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All right. A fly.

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-(SHOUTS) Why?
-Well, they're...

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-Because.
-Okay.

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A teeny-weeny fly. (LAUGHS)

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With pink wings.

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-Now for the magic wordies.
-(WHISTLES)

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(SINGING) Fe, fi, fo, fum
He, hi, ho, hum

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I'm a most amazing guy
Te, ti, te, ti, te, ti

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You sure you don't want a pink bunny?

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Hey, what is this?

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You think you fool Willie.

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CHARLIE: Yeah, a couple more good
ideas like that, and they're finished.
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BERGEN: Well, I'll admit
the little fellows are in a bad fix.
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But Mickey isn't one
to give up without a struggle.

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And with a little luck,
they may still pull through.

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This isn't the first time
Mickey's been in a tight spot.

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CHARLIE: Anybody wanna buy
a tall, thin mouse?
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BERGEN: No, thank you. I mean no.
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Yes, things look pretty dark
for the prisoners.

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CHARLIE: Looks like
their goose is cooked.
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BERGEN: Oh, fate may yet deal them
a winning hand.
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Don't forget,
there's still the magic harp.
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She knows the giant's weakness.

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-CHARLIE: She could be my weakness.
-(HARP STRUMMING)
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BERGEN: There might still be a chance
of escape
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if she could only use her magic voice
to put the giant to sleep.

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CHARLIE: If she can't, I know who can.
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BERGEN: Shh.
Let's all be quiet now and see.
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(SINGING) In my favorite dream

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Everyone is so delightful

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No one's mean or spiteful

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In my favorite dream

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Yes, and in my favorite dream

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There my heart can go romancing

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Dancing to a heavenly theme

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But there's something else
I look forward to

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It's a secret

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But here's a clue

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He's my favorite

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You know who

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You're the hero of

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-My most favorite
-(SNORING)

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Dream

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Oh, mercy. Forgiveness.

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(YAWNING)

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(HARP HUMMING)

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(SNORING)

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In his right vest pocket
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You'll find the key

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The right vest pocket
Go carefully

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(HARP HUMMING)

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Oh!

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(HARP HUMMING)
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Ah... Ah... Ah...

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(SNEEZING)

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I'll smash... Ah... I'll smash...

Ah... Ah... Ah...

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(SNORTS)

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(MUTTERING) Where is he ?

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Hello?

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Nightmare. (YAWNS)

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Oh, boy.

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(SNORING)

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-He made it!
-He did?

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-Here he comes with the key!
-Let me have it, Mickey!

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(SNORING CONTINUES)

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BERGEN: Well,
it looks like success at last.
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Free from the clutches
of that terrible monster.

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And now to find the beanstalk, climb
down and return home in triumph

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with a big surprise for Happy Valley.

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But wait. Mickey's
going to make doubly sure.

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He's taking no chances.

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Just in case the giant might wake up.

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LUANA: Oh!
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CHARLIE: Ha.
Should have left well enough alone.
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Come back here! Come back here!

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(WHISTLES)

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(SQUAWKING)

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BERGEN: And there goes the giant!
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(YELPING)

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He's helpless now,
tumbling over and over and over,

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down, down, down, down.

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(CRASH)

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And so with the passing
of the wicked giant,

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Happy Valley echoed once again
with song and laughter.

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For with the return of the magic harp,

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peace and prosperity
reigned throughout the land.

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-And the people of the valley...
-We know.

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-Lived happily ever after.

-Lived happily ever after.
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You're a wonderful storyteller,
Mr. Bergen. Isn't he, Charlie?

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Simply thrilling.

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You're even better than
the old-fashioned sleeping pill.

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(MORTIMER SOBBING)
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BERGEN: What's the matter, Mortimer?
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Oh, the poor giant got killed, that he did.
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(SOBBING)

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-I don't like them sad endings.
-Oh, now, you don't understand.

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Willie was a nice giant, he was.

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He just got too big for his britches.

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-But you don't understand.
-No, don't touch me. (SOBBING)
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I'll be all right.

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(BLOWS NOSE)
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Oh, excuse me.

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What I'm trying to explain, Mortimer,
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is that Willie the Giant
didn't actually exist.

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-No?
-No. He's a metaphysical phenomenon

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of your subconscious mind,
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a phantasmagoria
of your mental faculties.

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Yeah?
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In other words,
just a figment of your imagination.

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-No!
-Yes.

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So there's nothing to be upset about.
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-(CREAKING)
-MORTIMER: Oh!
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Hey! Has anybody seen anything

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of a teensy-weensy little mouse?

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No. (STAMMERING) I...

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(THUD)
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LUANA: Oh, Mr. Bergen!
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Bergen, speak to me. Speak to me.

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What's the matter with him?
Somethin' he ate?

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Uh, no. It's a fig,
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figmentation of his imagination.

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-No!
-MORTIMER: Yeah.

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Well, good night, Willie.

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Don't slam the roof.

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You might wake Mr. Bergen.

(LAUGHS)
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