Babar (1989) s01e09 Episode Script

HI, PAPA.
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UNCLE ARTHUR!
MOMM, MOMMA.
(giggling)
(♪♪♪)
(♪♪♪)
(birds chirping)
(sniffling)
HOW ARE YOU DOING, PRINCESS?
I MISS MY GOLDFISH, FATHER.
I KNOW, FLORA.
IT'S VERY, VERY HARD TO SAY
GOODBYE TO SOMETHING YOU LOVE.
DID YOU HAVE A GOLDFISH
WHEN YOU WERE A LITTLE KING,
FATHER?
WELL, NOT EXACTLY A GOLDFISH,
BUT I DID HAVE A PET I CARED
FOR VERY MUCH.
HE WAS THE CUTEST LITTLE
WARTHOG YOU EVER SAW.
A WARTHOG?
AH-HUH.
A WARTHOG NAMED REGINALD.
I MET HIM ON A PARTICULAR DAY.
AS I REMEMBER, IT WAS A DAY
I WAS FACED WITH ONE OF THE
HARDEST DECISIONS I EVER HAD
TO MAKE AS A YOUNG KING.
IT ALL BEGAN WHEN RATAXS
BLOCKED OUR ROADS AND HLD ON
TO SOMETHING THAT RIGHTFULLY
BELONGED TO THE CITIZENS OF
CELESTEVILLE.
IT WAS ONE OF THE WORST THINGS
HE HAD EVER DONE.
IT'S THE BLOCKAD!
BLOCKADE?
YES.
THANKS TO RATAXES' ROAD BLOCKS,
THIS IS THE LAST POMEGRANATE
IN THE ENTIRE KINGDOM.
OOPS!
MY TUSKS!
BUT WHAT'SSO IMPORTAN
ABOT POMEGRANATES?
OF COURSE, AS KING, YOU ARE
FULLY AWARE THAT, UNLIKE MYSELF
WHO ABSOLUTELY ABHOR THE FRUIT,
POMEGRANATES PLAY AN IMPORTAN
PART IN THE LIVELIHOOD OF YOUR
SUBJECTS.
NO POMEGRANATES MEANS NO
POMEGRANATES SQUASHERS AND
JUICE MAKERS INDUSTRY.
NO POMEGRANATE TOSSERS'
SPORTS CLUB.
AND A LOSS OF A DAILY SOURCE
OF VITAMIN C AND RIBOFLAVIN.
WE MUST MAKE A BARGAIN WITH
RATAXES.
NO.
NO DEALS.
BUT SIRE, WE HAVE NO OTHER
CHOICE.
THE PEOPLE ARE CRYING OUT FOR
THEIR POMEGRANATES.
WE WANT OUR POMEGRANATES!
I REST MY CASE.
BUT THEY'RE OUR POMEGRANATES.
WHY SHOULD WE REWARD SOMEONE
WHO'S STEALING FROM US.
BUT YOUR MAJESTY
NO DEALS.
(gasps)
EXCUSE MY IGNORANCE,
YOUR RHINESS, BUT WHAT'S SO
IMPORTANT ABOUT POMEGRANATES?
NOTHING, BASIL.
IT'S THE BLOCKADE THAT'S
IMPORTANT.
SOON, I'LL CUT THE ELEPHANTS
OFF FROM EVERYTHING THEY NEED
AND BABAR WILL HAVE TO COME
CRAWLING TO ME!
RATAXES!
TIME TO WALK REGINALD!
WHY CAN'T BASIL WALK HIM?
BECAUSE I WANT YOU TWO TO
BECOME BEST--
OUCH!
FRIENDS.
THT WAS MY LAST UNIFORM.
REGIE'S JUST A LITTLE
RAMBUNCTIOUS AT TIMES, BUT THEN
(laughs) SO AM I.
(kisses)
NOW, REMEMBER, TRY TO BE
FRIENDS.
BASIL!
COMING, YOUR RHINESS!
PLEASE RECONSIDER, BABAR.
A DEAL WITH RATAXES WOULD END
THIS WHOLE AFFAIR ONCE AND
FOR ALL.
BUT THAT'S JUST IT,
CORNELIUS.
IF WE GIVE IN TO HIM TODAY,
IT'LL NEVER STOP.
TOMORROW, HE'LL WITHHOLD
SOMETHING ELSE.
IT'S NOT RIGH
FAIR.
IF I MAY BE SO BOLD, SIRE,
THIS HAS LITTLE TO DO WITH
FAIRNESS OR WHAT'S RIGHT.
IT'S POLITICS.
MAYBE I'VE GOT SOMETHING TO
LEARN ABOUT POLITCS, BUT I
THINK THE PEOPLE HAVE SOMETHING
TO LEARN ABOUT STANDING UP TO
BULLIES.
BUT WHAT OTHER OPTION DO WE
HAVE, BABAR?
I DON'T KNOW, BUT IT'S MY
RESPONSIBILITY TO THINK OF ONE.
BUT YOUR MAJESTY
"WALK THE WARTHOG, WALK THE
WARTHOG."
WELL, A MILITANT DICTATOR LIKE
ME HAS BETTER THINGS TO DO.
I'VE GOT A BLOCKADE TO RUN.
(chomping)
OUCH!
BASIL!
BUT YOU DIDN'T SIGNAL YOUR
STOP, YOUR RHINESS.
THAT WAS THE LAST CHOMP!
TAKE REGINALD FOR A WALK,
BASIL.
A LONG WALK ON A SHORT PATH.
ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T MEAN
LEAVE THE POOR LITTLE THING
IN THE JUNGLE, DO YOU?
SORRY TO LEAVE YOU LIKE THIS,
REGINALD, BUT ORDERS ARE ORDERS.
FETCH, BOY!
FETCH!
(whining)
WHAT TO DO?
WHAT I THINK I SHOULD DO, OR
WHAT THE PEOPLE WANT ME TO DO?
HEY, WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?
(laughing)
STOP IT, STOP IT.
SAY, I BET YOU'RE LOST.
YOU DON'T HAVE A HOME, DO YOU,
BOY?
ALL RGHT, I'L TAKE YOU HOME
WIT ME.
BUT YOUHAVE TO HEL ME WITH
MY PROBLEMS.
(laughing)
WAIT UNTIL RATAXES HEARS ABOU
THIS.
WE WANT OUR POMEGRANATES!
THE POMEGRANATE PANIC IS
REACHING NEW HEIGHTS.
BABAR, I STRONGLY URGE WE BEGIN
NEGOTIATIONS WITH RATAXES A
ONCE.
I'VE ALREADY COMPLETED THE
ESSENTIAL PAPERWORK, SIRE.
(sighs)
HLLO, BOY.
(laughi.g)
HERE, BOY.
HEY, STOP!
(laughing)
I FOUND HIM.
ISN'T HE GREAT?
I'M GONNA KEEP HIM.
PERHAPS THIS IS NOT THE
APPROPRIATE TIME FOR A PET,
BABAR.
YOU'RE RATHER BUSY WITH
WE WANT OUR POMEGRANATES!
EXACTLY.
THE BLOCKADE.
ALL WE NEED IS YOUR SEAL OF
APPROVAL.
SORRY, CORNELIUS.
IT'S JUST THAT IF WE GIVE IN
TO RATAXES JUST A LITTLE,
I KNOW WELL HAVE TO GIVE IN
A LOT.
BUT YOUR MAJESTY!
DON'T WORRY.
EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE.
WE'LL FIGURE SOMETHING OUT,
WON'T W, BOY?
(crying)
YOU LOST REGINALD!
HOW COULD YOU?
I' SORRY,MY EAR, BUT THE
POOR ITTLE PEST-- PET DIN'
NEED ANY HEP-- I MAN, BROKE
HIS LASH AND RAN OFF.
I WANT MY REGGIE!
(crying)
PERHAPS ANOTHER PET.
SOMETHING WITHOUT TEETH--
I MEAN, SOMETHING YOU COULD
LOVE AS MUCH AS REGINALD.
THERE IS NOTHING I LOVE AS
MUCH AS REGIE.
EXCEPT THE HUSBAND I MARRIED
YEARS AGO.
THE HUSBAND WHO WOULD NEVER
HAVE COME BACK UNTIL HE HAD
TURNED OVER EVERY LEAF IN THE
JUNGLE TO FIND OUR BABY!
(crying)
GOOD NEWS, YOUR RHINESS.
REGINALD IS OUT OF YOUR LIFE
FOR LIFE.
IF YOU'RE STILL THE MAN I
MARRIED, BRING BACK MY REGIE!
(crying)
UH MAKE THAT BAD NEWS.
REGINALD IS IN CELESTEVILLE.
THE THINGS I HAVE TO DO FOR
THAT WOMAN.
HOW AM I GOING TO GET HIM BACK?
EASY, SIR.
WHY NOT JUST MAKE A DEAL WITH
THE ELEPHANTS?
TRADE THEIR POMEGRANATES FOR
THE WARTHOG.
NEVER!
WHY SHOULD I MAKE DEALS WHEN
I CAN HAVE IT ALL?
I'LL KEEP THE POMEGRANATES AND
WE STEAL THE WARTHOG.
SPENDING TIME
WITH MY NEW LITTLE FRIEND MADE
ME VERY HAPY, INDEED.
COME ON, BOY, GET THE STCK.
LITTLE DID I KNOW THA
RATAXES AND BASIL WERE
SARATE US. BASIL WERE
(laughing)
FETCH, BOY, FETCH!
(Reginald biting)
AHH!
LET'S GET THAT WARTHOG ND
GET OUT OF HERE.
ABSITIVELY, YOUR RHINESS.
AFTER YOU.
SO WHAT DO YOU THINK, FELLA?
SHOULD I TELL RATAXES TO GO
SOAK HIS HORN OR GIVE IN TO
THE BULLY?
OKAY, OKAY.
YOU THINK ABOUT IT AND I'LL GE
SOMETHING FOR YOU TO EAT.
COME TO DADDY.
NOW, REGINALD, I'VE COME TO
TAKE YOU BACK TO MOMMY.
REGINALD!
HEY, BOY, STOP!
UH-OH!
COME BAC!
WAIT!
COME BACK!
HURRY!
HA-HA!
I'LL BE BACK!
RATAXES!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
QUICK, BASIL, ADVISE ME.
CALL THE GUARDS!
WE WANT OUR POMEGRANATES!
I THOUGHT YOU'D BE TOO BUSY
WITH YOUR BLOCKADE FOR A SOIAL
CAL, RATAXES.
BLOCKADE?
WHAT BLOCKADE?
WE WANT OU POMEGRANATES!
OH, (laughs) THAT BLOCKADE.
ALL THE GUARDS.
CALL THE GUARDS!
BUT YOU SEE, UH, THAT'S WHY
LORD RATAXES HAS COME HERE.
IT IS?
IT IS?
YES.
HE WANTS TO TALK ABOUT A TRADE
TO END THE POMEGRANATE BLOCKADE.
CALL OFF THE GUARDS.
CALL OFF THE GUARDS!
NO DEALS.
CALL THE GUARDS.
CALL THE GUARDS.
PERHAPS WE SHOULDN'T BE TOO
HASTY, SIRE.
YES, AT LEAST LET US HEAR
HS TERMS.
OKAY, I'LL LISTEN,
BUT THAT'S ALL.
CALLOFF THE GUARDS.
CALL OFF THE GUARDS.
NOW, ABOUT THE TRADE.
WELL, BASIL?
LORD RATAXES WILL TRADE YOUR
POMEGRANATES FOR, UH, FOR
FOR WHAT, BASIL?
WHAT DO I WANT TO TRADE THEM
FOR?
FEATHERS.
FEATHERS?
FEATHERS?
FEATHERS?
1000 POUNDS OF FEATHERS.
FEATHERS?
IS THAT ALL?
NO GOLD, NO TERRITORY,
NO NATURAL RESOURCES?
NO, YOU'RE HAPPY WITH
FEATHERS, AREN'T YOU, SIR?
WHY YES, OF COURSE,
I'M HAPPY WITH FEATHERS.
BABAR, THAT'S AN OFFER EVEN
YOU CAN'T REFUSE.
THINK OF THE PEOPLE OF
CELESTEVILLE HAPPY AGAIN.
IT MUST BE A TRICK.
SO WE LOSE A THOUSAND POUNDS
OF FEATHERS, SIRE.
NO GRAT LOSS.
BUT I SAID NO DEALS.
IT'S HARDLY A DEAL, BABAR.
HE'S PRACTICALLY GIVING OUR
NATES BACK TO US.
IT WILL TAKE A WHILE TO
COLLECT THEM.
WE'LL WAIT.
THANK
WISE DECISION, SIRE.
WE WANT OUR POMEGRANATES!
BASIL!
FEATHERS?
WHAT DO I WANT WITH FEATHERS?
YOU DON'T WANT FEATHERS,
YUR RHINESS.
THEN WHAT DO I WANT, BASIL?
YOU WANT TO STALL THE
ELEPHANTS SO YOU CAN GET WHA
YOU REALLY WANT, LADY RATAXES'
PET, REGINALD
HA!
I KNEW THAT'S WHAT I THOUGH
I WANTED.
LET'S GET TO WORK.
I KNOW IT'S ONLY FEATHERS,
BUT WE'RE STILL MAKING DEALS
WITH RATAXES INSTEAD OF
STANDING UP TO HIM.
YOU'RE ABOUT THE ONLY ONE
THAT AGREES WITH ME.
WELL, FELLA, READY FOR YOUR
BATH?
HEY!
(whistles)
HERE, BOY.
OH, REGIE.
COME TO MOMMY.
MOMMY'S BEEN SO SAD SINCE YOU
RAN AWAY.
YOU WEREN'T SATISFIED WITH
JUST A DRESS.
NO.
I HAD TO WEAR HIGH HEELS.
BUT IT'S ALL THE RAGE, SIR.
I'LL GIVE YOU RAGE.
LOOK, I BROUGT YU SOME NICE
BISCUITS.
YUM-YUM.
GOOD LITTLE BABY, YOU
MISERABLE LITTLE WARTOG!
YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY ON ME
AGAIN!
BASIL!
DON'T LET HIM GET AWAY,
YOUR RHINEã
ROSE BUSHES AT 12:00!
OW! OH!
WATCH OUT FOR THE
(crashing)
GATE, YOUR RHINESS.
(King Babar) NEWS OF RATAXES'
UNREASONABLE DEMANDS SPREAD
QUICKLY THROUGH THE GREA
FOREST.
AND IN AN EFFORT TO HELP,
OUR FEATHERED FRIENDS RESPONDED
ABOVE AND BEYOND THE CALL
OF DUTY.
WELL, THAT'S IT.
1,000 POUNDS EXACTLY.
AHH!
TH THINGS A CVIL SERVAN
HAS TO ENDURE THESE DAYS.
OW! OH!
AHHH!
LOOK OUT FOR THE FOUNTAIN,
SIR!
THERE YOU ARE, FELLA.
BABAR, WHATEVER AR YOU
DOING?
TRYING TO GET THE FLEAS
OFF RATAXES?
WE DO HAVE INDOOR BATHING
FACILITIES, IF YOU PREFER.
I'M TERRBLY SORRY ABOU
THIS INCIDENT, LORD RATAXES,
BUT I DO HOPE YOU NOTICED WE
HAD YOUR FEATHERS READY.
NOT SO FAST.
BU
POMEGRANATES.
WE HAD DEL.
B--BUT I DISTINCTLY
REMEMBER LORD RATAXES ASKED FOR
FUCHSIA FEATHERS.
FUCHSIA FEATHERS?
Y^ YOU KNOW, SORT OF
A BRIGHT-URPISH RED.
ORGT IT.
THAT WASN'T PART F THE DEAL
AND YOU KNOW IT.
WELL, IF YOU DON'T WANT YOUR
POMEGRANATES--
AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED,
YU CAN TAKE UR POMEGRANATES
AND--
AND TRADE THEM TO US FOR
FUCHSIA FEATHERS.
BUT CORNELIUS, HE'S CHANGING
THE--
BABAR, A PRIVATE WORD WITH
YOU, PLEASE.
WE WANT OUR POMGRANATES!
IF IT'S ANY COMFORT, BABAR,
I FEEL THE SAME ABOUT DEALING
WITH RATAXES AS YOU DO.
YOU DO?
YES.
BUT WE MUST ALL PUT ASIDE OUR
PERSONAL FEELINGS AND THINK
ABOUT WHAT'S BEST FOR THE
PEOPLE.
THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN TRYING
TO DO, CORNELIUS.
I KNOW.
BUT I FEAR YOUR PET HAD BEEN
INTERFERING WITH YOUR DUTY
AS KING.
BUT HE'S THE ONLY ONE
WHO'LL LISTEN.
PERHAPS, UNTIL THIS IS OVER,
I
A NEW HOME--
NO!
D WHTEVER YOU THINK BEST.
JUST LET US STAY TOGETHER.
OF COURSE, BABAR.
AS SOON AS WE GET THA
WARTHOG BACK, I'M GOING TO
BLOCKADE EVERYTHING.
HERE, BOY!
HE'S NEVER AROUND WHEN YOU
WANT HIM.
(chomping)
OUCH!
I THINK I FOUND HIM,
YOUR RHINESS.
HEY!
LET GO OF MY WARTHOG!
QUICK, BASIL!
FOLLOW ME!
HEY, WAIT!
COME BACK!
WELL, THAT'S IT.
1,000 POUNDS OF FUCHSIA
FEATHERS.
STOP THEM!
CALL THE GUARDS!
HURRY, BASIL!
STOP THEM!
(sneezes)
BABAR, WHATEVER IS GOING ON?
RATAXES TRIED TO STEAL MY
WARTHOG.
NO!
OKAY, THAT'S
YOU WANT YOUR POMEGRANATES,
GIVE ME THAT WARTHOG!
BUT WHAT ABOUT YOUR FEATHERS?
(coughs) KEEP YOUR FEATHERS,
I WANT TH WARTHO.
WHAT?
YOU MEAN YOU'LL LIFT THE
BLOCKADE IN EXCHANGE FOR THA
CREATURE?
(snorts)
ALLOW E TO TRANSLATE.
THAT MEANS.. YES!
NEVER!
PERHAPS YOU MAY WANT TO
REPHRASE THAT, SIRE.
AS IT STANDS, IT SUGGESTS YOU
ARE ONLY THINKING OF YOUR
WARTHOG, NOT THE PEOPLE.
IT'S NOT WARTHOGS, IS NO
FUCHSIA, AND IT'S NOT FEATHERS.
IT'S BULLIES.
GIVE A BULLY SOMETHING ONCE AND
YU'LL NEVER STOP GIVING.
(snorts)
NOT ON FUCHSIA FEATHER,
RATAXES.
gasps)
AND THAT'S FINAL!
OH YEAH?
WELL, WITH OR WITHOUT THE
WARTHOG, I WAS GOING TO KEEP
YOUR POMEGRANTES ALL ALONG.
NOW I'M GOING TO BLOCKADE
EVERYTHING.
WERE DOOMED!
RATAXES!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING RAVING
AROUND HERE IN THAT CHICKEN
SUIT?
YOU SHOULD BE OUT TEARING DOWN
THE JUNGLE, TRYING TO FIND MY
POOR LOST REGIE!
MY LITTLE SWEETIE.
REGIE?
HE'S YOUR WARTHOG?
OH, YES.
COME HOME TO MAMMA, REGINALD.
BUT
YOU'VE BEEN A REAL PAL, REGIE.
BECAUSE OF YOU, I FINLLY DID
THE RIGHT THING.
(weepy) I'M GONNA MISS YOU.
I CAN UNDERSTAND HOW
DIFFICULT THIS MUST BE FOR YOU.
WHAT CAN I EVER DO TO REPAY YOU
FOR SAVING MY REGIE?
WELL, YOU COULD ASK RATAXES
TO GIVE BACK OUR POMEGRANATES.
IS THAT ALL?
NEVER!
DONE!
AND NO MORE BLOCKADES!
BUT MY DEAR.
AHH!
(chomping)
OW!
THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN.
NOW, REMEMBER, BE FRIENDS.
YOU WERE RIGHT FOR NO
WANTING TO GIVE IN TO RATAXES,
BABAR.
YOU, CELESTEVILLE HAS
HER POMEGRANATES.
BUT MORE IMPORTANT THAN THAT,
WE HAVE OUR PRIDE.
I'M TRULY SORRY THAT IT HAS
COST YOU, MY FRIEND.
PAPA?
I'M HERE, FLORA.
I STILL MISS THAT WARTHOG.
IT IS VERY HARD T SAY GOODBYE
T SOETHNG YOU LOVE.
BUT I SAW HOW YOU LAUGED
LK ABOUT REGINALD YOU LAUGED
BITING RATAXES' PANTS.
THAT'S BECAUSE WE HAD A LO
OF FUN.
YOU KNOW, INSTEAD OF SPENDING
TIME MISSING OLD FRIENDS, ONE
CAN SPEND THE TIME REMEMBERING
HOW GOOD IT WAS TO KNOW THEM.
I LOVE YOU, PAPA.
I LOVE YOU, TOO, FLORA.