Timothy Q. Mouse: What's the matter with his ears? I don't see nothin' wrong with 'em. I think they're cute.
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Timothy Q. Mouse: What's the matter with his ears? I don't see nothin' wrong with 'em. I think they're cute.
Prissy: Girls, girls! Listen! Have I got a trunk full of dirt.
Jim Crow: Quiet, gentlemen. The Reverend Rodent is gonna ad-dress you.
Elephant Matriarch: Take your foot out of my eye... clumsy ox!
Timothy Q. Mouse: Climax?... climax! Dumbo, *you're* a climax. I'll be back in a minute, I'm gonna take care of your future.
Timothy Q. Mouse: Go on! Get goin'! Whatsa matter wit'cha? Dumbo, that's your cue! You're on, Dumbo!
Prissy: Well, frankly, I wouldn't eat at the same bale of hay with him.
Timothy Q. Mouse: What's the matter with his ears? I don't see nothin' wrong with 'em. I think they're cute.
Prissy: Girls, girls! Listen! Have I got a trunk full of dirt.
Jim Crow: Quiet, gentlemen. The Reverend Rodent is gonna ad-dress you.
Elephant Matriarch: Take your foot out of my eye... clumsy ox!
Timothy Q. Mouse: Climax?... climax! Dumbo, *you're* a climax. I'll be back in a minute, I'm gonna take care of your future.
Timothy Q. Mouse: Go on! Get goin'! Whatsa matter wit'cha? Dumbo, that's your cue! You're on, Dumbo!
Prissy: Well, frankly, I wouldn't eat at the same bale of hay with him.
Crow #1: Did you ever see an elephant fly? Crow #2: Well, I've seen a horse fly. Crow #3: Ah, I've seen a dragon fly. Crow #4: Hee-hee. I've seen a house fly.
Elephant Matriarch: Oh, I never thought I'd live to see the big top fall. Giddy: Because of that Dumbo, I never *can* show my face there again. Fidgity Elephant: Oh, look at my beautiful tail! Elephant Matriarch: I just like to spank the daylights out of him, I... Prissy: Oh, that won't be necessary, dearie. They fixed him good. Elephant Matriarch: What do you mean? Giddy: What did they do? Fidgity Elephant: Did they beat him? Giddy: What is it, Darling? Fidgity Elephant: Tell us! Elephant Matriarch: Come, come, I demand to know! Prissy: Oh, well... they've gone and made him... oh, dear, I just can't say it. Elephant Matriarch: Out with it! Prissy: Made him a clown. Fidgity Elephant: A clown? Giddy: No! Prissy: Yes! Elephant Matriarch: Oh, the shame of it. Let us take the solemn vow. Elephant Matriarch: From now on, he is no longer an elephant.
Timothy Q. Mouse: Dumbo! C'mon, fly! Open them ears! The magic feather was just a gag! You can fly! Honest, you can! Hey, open 'em up! Hurryyyyyyy! Timothy Q. Mouse: Whee! We did it! We did it! Let's show 'em, Dumbo! Power dive!
Timothy Q. Mouse: Ohhhhhhhh! All those pink elephants. Jim Crow: Ah! Pink elephants? Mm-mmm! Timothy Q. Mouse: What's so funny? What're you boys doin' down here, anyway? Jim Crow: What're we doing *down* here? Well, hear him talk! Timothy Q. Mouse: Ah, fly up a tree where you belong. Jim Crow: Now look here, Brother Rat... Timothy Q. Mouse: Brother Rat? Now listen! I ain't your brother, and I ain't no rat, see? Jim Crow: Uh-uh. And I suppose you and no elephant ain't up in no tree, either. Timothy Q. Mouse: No! No, me in no tree and I'm no... What? Tree? Timothy Q. Mouse: Dumbo. Timothy Q. Mouse: Dumbo. Wake up. Wake up, Dumbo! Timothy Q. Mouse: Don't look now, but I think we're up in a tree!
Timothy Q. Mouse: Listen, little fella: we may have had a lot of hard luck up till now, but you and me'll do big things together. Hold your breath. Timothy Q. Mouse: Why, your mother'll be so proud of ya, I'll be proud of you, too. The whole coicus'll be proud of ya. Now, whaddaya think of that? Swallow it. Timothy Q. Mouse: Ha-ha, they won't keep us down. Timothy Q. Mouse: Oh, I guess you had a little one left over. Dumbo, we'll bounce back so hard... Timothy Q. Mouse: Hey, whatsa matter with ya? Timothy Q. Mouse: What kinda water is this, anyhow?
Timothy Q. Mouse: Now I wonder how we ever got up in that tree, anyway? Timothy Q. Mouse: Now, let's see - elephants can't climb trees, can they? Nah, nah, that's ridiculous. Would they jump up? Mm-mmm. Too high. Jim Crow: Hey there, son. Maybe y'all flew up. Timothy Q. Mouse: Maybe we flew up. Yeah, maybe we... Timothy Q. Mouse: That's it! Dumbo! You flew! Boy, am I stupid. Why didn't I think of this before? Your ears! Just look at 'em, Dumbo! Why, they're poifect wings! The very things that held ya down are gonna carry ya up, and up, and up! Timothy Q. Mouse: I can see it all now... Timothy Q. Mouse: "Dumbo! The ninth wonder of the universe! The world's only flyin' elephant!"
Crow #1: Well, looky here, looky here. Crow #2: My, my. Why, this is most irreg-lar. Crow #3: Well, I just can't believe my eyes. Crow #1: They ain't dead, is they? Crow #4: No. Dead people don't snore... or do they? Jim Crow: Uh, what's all the ruckus? C'mon, step aside, brother. Jim Crow: Uh, what's cookin' 'round here? C'mon, what's the good news? What's fryin', boys? Crow #1: Just look down there, brother. Crow #4: And prepare yourself for a shock.
Crow #1: Why, he flies just like an eagle. Crow #2: Better than an airplane. Jim Crow: Brother, now I've seen everything!
Ringmaster: Ladies and gentlemen! We will now present for your entertainment the most stupendous, magnificent, super-colossal spectacle! On this tiny, little, insignificant ball, we will construct for you a pyramid! Not of wood, not of stone... Prissy: To hear him talk, you'd think he was going to do it. Elephant Matriarch: The stuffed shirt! Ringmaster: ...pyramid, of ponderous, pulsating, pulchritudinous pachyderms! I give you the elephants.
Singer: I can stand the sight of worms / And look at microscopic germs / But Technicolor pachyderms / Is really too much for me. Singer: I am not the type to faint / When things are odd or things are quaint / But seeing things you know that ain't / Can definitely give you an awful fright / What a sight! Chorus: Chase 'em away! Chase 'em away! / I'm afraid / Need your aid / Pink elephants on parade.
Fidgity Elephant: Can you bear it? When she doused the ringmaster, I just thought I'd die! Giddy: Well personally, *I* think she went a bit too far. Elephant Matriarch: After all, one musn't forget one is a lady. Fidgity Elephant: Oh, you're right, dear. Giddy: Oh, well, I suppose that's mother love.
Timothy Q. Mouse: Huh! A guy can't eat in peace. Timothy Q. Mouse: Gab, gab, gab. They're always gossipin'.
Timothy Q. Mouse: Where is he? Oh. Timothy Q. Mouse: Hey Dumbo, you can come out now. Timothy Q. Mouse: Golly. Must have scared him too. But look, Dumbo, I'm your friend. Come on out, won't ya? Timothy Q. Mouse: You're not really afraid of little me, are ya? Timothy Q. Mouse: Ya are? Timothy Q. Mouse: Must have overdid it in there, don't know my own strength sometimes.
Timothy Q. Mouse: You know? Your ma ain't crazy. She's just broken-hearted. And it ain't nobody's fault you got them big ears. Timothy Q. Mouse: Oh boy, I stepped in it that time. Timothy Q. Mouse: Aw gee, Dumbo, I think your ears are beautiful! Timothy Q. Mouse: Sure! As a matter of fact, I think they're very decorative. Timothy Q. Mouse: You know, lots of people with big ears are famous!
Crows: Leeet's go! Leeet's go! Heaaave ho! Heaaave ho! Timothy Q. Mouse: Let's go, Dumbo! Crows: Leeet's go! Leeet's go! Timothy Q. Mouse: Come on now. Up, down! Up, down! One, two! One, two! One, two! Faster, faster! Build up flying speed! Detract your landing gear! Raise your fuselage! Take off! Timothy Q. Mouse: Aw, it's no use, Dumbo. I guess that was just another one of their - Look! Timothy Q. Mouse: Hot diggety! You're flyin'! You're flyin'!
Timothy Q. Mouse: Dumbo, I knew you could do it! Wait'll we get to the big town! Jim Crow: Boy, them city folks is sure in for a surprise!
Timothy Q. Mouse: How do ya like that? They're givin' him the cold shoulder. Poor little guy. There he goes, without a friend in the world. Nobody to turn to. Timothy Q. Mouse: Ah, I'll do somethin' about this! Timothy Q. Mouse: So you like pickin' on little guys, huh? Well, why don't you pick on me? Elephant Matriarch: Don't! Timothy Q. Mouse: A proud race. Overstuffed *hay* bags! Timothy Q. Mouse: Boo! Timothy Q. Mouse: They're still afraid of a mouse! Oh-ho, boy! Wait'll I tell the little guy!
Giddy: Gaining a little weight, aren't you, honey? Prissy: You're no cream puff yourself, dearie. Elephant Matriarch: Quiet up there! Tend to your work, girls.
Timothy Q. Mouse: Dumbo, look what I've got for ya! Timothy Q. Mouse: Ah-ah-ah-ah, you have to come out foist!
Casey Jr.: I think I can. I think I can. I think I can. I... Think... I... Can... I Casey Jr.: Thought I could. I thought I could. I thought I could. Woo-hoo!
Timothy Q. Mouse: See? They're drinkin' a toast to ya. Yeah, you're a big hit! Timothy Q. Mouse: Oh my, uh - You're terrific! Why, you're colossal, stupendous! C'mon, alley-oop. I'd better wash behind your ears. Timothy Q. Mouse: Ya oughta be proud. You're a - success.
Jim Crow: Hey brother, now wa-wa-wait a minute. You don't hafta leave feelin' like that. We done seen the light. You boys is okay. Timothy Q. Mouse: Please. You've done enough. Jim Crow: But we's all fixin' to 'hep ya. Ain't that the truth, boys? Jim Crow: You wanna make the elephant fly, don't ya? Well, you gotta use a lot of 'chology. You know, *psy*-chology. Now here's what you do. First, you'll uh... Jim Crow: Jim Crow: And then right after that, you'll uh... Jim Crow: Use the magic feather. Catch on? Timothy Q. Mouse: The magic feather? Timothy Q. Mouse: Yeah! I gotcha. Timothy Q. Mouse: Dumbo! Look! Have I got it! The magic feather! Now you can fly!
Timothy Q. Mouse: Ohhhhhhhh! All those pink elephants. Jim Crow: Ah! Pink elephants? Mm-mmm! Timothy Q. Mouse: What's so funny? What're you boys doin' down here, anyway? Jim Crow: What're we doing *down* here? Well, hear him talk! Timothy Q. Mouse: Ah, fly up a tree where you belong. Jim Crow: Say, look here, Brother Rat... Timothy Q. Mouse: Brother Rat? Now listen! I ain't your brother, and I ain't no rat, see? Jim Crow: Uh-uh. And I suppose you and no elephant ain't up in no tree, either. Timothy Q. Mouse: No! No, me in no tree and I'm no... What? Tree? Timothy Q. Mouse: Dumbo. Timothy Q. Mouse: Dumbo. Wake up. Wake up, Dumbo! Timothy Q. Mouse: Don't look now, but I think we're up in a tree!
Timothy Q. Mouse: Whew! That was a close one! They're almost ready now, Dumbo. Don't forget to wave that flag. Timothy Q. Mouse: Okay, okay, don't wave it no more, I saw ya. Now look, all you'll hafta do is run out, see? And jump on the springboard. Timothy Q. Mouse: All right, now show me just how you'll do it. Timothy Q. Mouse: That's it! Attaboy! That's the stuff! C'mon! Timothy Q. Mouse: Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Dumbo! Oh, those ears! We'd better do somethin', quick!
