Narrator: It is not often that someone comes along who's a true friend *and* a good writer. Charlotte was both.
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Narrator: It is not often that someone comes along who's a true friend *and* a good writer. Charlotte was both.
Charlotte A. Cavatica: No, my webs were no miracle, Wilbur. I was only describing what I saw. The miracle is you.
Homer Zuckerman: How could this have happened? A miracle, in a time when we don't see many miraculious things!
Samuel the Sheep: Now, *that* is something to follow.
Samuel the Sheep: How many times must I tell you? Just because we're sheep, it doesn't mean we have to follow. Think for yourselves.
Ike: Look, I don't come across many words in the field, other than "Hyah!" or "Giddyup!"
Mr. Arable: I've got maybe two, or three years before she can out-argue me. Then I'm doomed.
Narrator: It is not often that someone comes along who's a true friend *and* a good writer. Charlotte was both.
Charlotte A. Cavatica: No, my webs were no miracle, Wilbur. I was only describing what I saw. The miracle is you.
Templeton: The rat rules!
Templeton: Guess the yolk's on me!
Samuel the Sheep: Now, *that* is something to follow.
Ike: Look, I don't come across many words in the field, other than "Hyah!" or "Giddyup!"
Mr. Arable: I've got maybe two, or three years before she can out-argue me. Then I'm doomed.
Narrator: It is not often that someone comes along who's a true friend *and* a good writer. Charlotte was both.
Samuel the Sheep: How many times must I tell you? Just because we're sheep, it doesn't mean we have to follow. Think for yourselves.
Charlotte A. Cavatica: Goodbye... my sweet, sweet Wilbur. Wilbur: Goodbye, Charlotte. I love you.
Wilbur: It's a great word. It's just... Charlotte A. Cavatica: Just what? Wilbur: Is it the right word? Is it true? 'Cause I don't really feel like I deserve any of the things you've written about me. Charlotte A. Cavatica: Then it is the *perfect* word.
Templeton: You're a pig! Pig equals slop. The rat is happy! Wilbur: My name's Wilbur! Do you have a name or is it just 'The Rat'? Templeton: Did you say 'just the rat'? For your information, pig: The rat rules! We were here long before your kind and we'll be here long after. So, you just keep that in mind next time you feel like reducing me to just 'the rat'. Wilbur: You called yourself 'The Rat'. Templeton: I can call me that. You can't.
Dr. Dorian: Does she look well? Mrs. Arable: Yes. Dr. Dorian: Appetite's good? Mrs. Arable: M-hm. Dr. Dorian: Does she sleep well at night? Mrs. Arable: Yes. I mean, she's right as rain in that way. Dr. Dorian: Well, there is a name for her condition. It's called a childhood phase. And, sadly, it's something she'll grow out of.
Mr. Arable: Fern, I'm really sorry, honey, but it's been long enough. Fern: What? Mr. Arable: Look, he's not a baby anymore. I can't have you keeping what will soon be a 300-pound pet around the house. Fern: No. Can't he stay in the barn? Please, dad? Mr. Arable: No. Fern: Please? Mr. Arable: No. Fern, look. You know I've been selling the animals to get the new harvesting equipment. Pretty soon, there's gonna be no place in the barn for a pig. Fern: I promised I'd take care of him. Mr. Arable: No. I'm letting you out of your promise. Fern: I didn't promise you. I promised Wilbur.
Fern: What are you doing? Mr. Arable: Fern, go back to bed. Fern: You're not going to kill it, are you? Mr. Arable: It's a runt. Now, go back to bed. Fern: No, it's not fair! It can't help being born small. Mr. Arable: Careful. Fern: If I'd been born small, would you have killed me? Mr. Arable: Of course not. A little girl is one thing. A runty pig is another. Fern: There's no difference! This is unfair and unjust. How could you be so heartless?
Charlotte A. Cavatica: Ike: Please, don't hurt me. Charlotte A. Cavatica: Well, since you said please. Hehe.
Charlotte A. Cavatica: Templeton, haven't you ever heard that good things come to those who wait? Templeton: No. Good things come to those who find it and shove it in their mouth!
Bitsy the Cow: So, what's the point, anyway? Won't work. Gussy the Goose: Could you please, just once, say something-omething positive? Bitsy the Cow: Okay. I'm positive it won't work.
