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Babe pig in the city

Narrator: The first hazard for the returning hero... is his fame. The adulation can spin you quite giddy. Those who once dismissed you as a lousy pork chop...


[ Boy ]

Sir ! Sir !





- Look, sir, look ! Look !

- Up in the sky !





[ Boy ]

Look up there !





[ Snorting ]





Excuse me. Mr. Hoggett.

Mr. Hoggett, sir.





Mr. Hoggett, sir.

Your pig.





If you'd just hold the pig up

f or the press.





Look this way !





- This way ! One more !

- Show us the pig !





Narrator: The deeds of the farmer and his remarkable pig... became renowned even in distant lands. Invitations came from all over to open fairs, to demonstrate sheepherding... and, indeed, to meet a queen. But Arthur Hoggett was a retiring man. He found his best pleasures working his farm. So it was, one morning he set out to repair the water pump... and Babe somehow got it into his head that he could help. But fate turns on a moment, dear ones, and the pig was about to learn the meaning of those two cruel words of regret: "if only." If only he hadn't been so careless; if only the weight of the pig and the pump did not exceed the weight of the farmer; if only the farmer did not connect with the platform on the way up... or jam his fingers at the top; if only the pump hadn't fallen off at the bottom; and if only the poor farmer had the presence of mind... to hold onto the rope.

Babe: Boss? Boss!

Narrator: At no other time in his short life... had the pig wished more that his words could be understood by humans, if only to say, "Sorry, Boss."

Babe: (Whispers) Sorry, Boss.

Mice: ~ Non, rien de rien ~ ~ Non je ne regrette rien ~ ~ Ni le bien ~ ~ Qu'on m'a fait ~ ~ Ni le mal ~ ~ Tout ca m'est bien egal ~ ~ Non, rien de rien ~ ~

- [ Grunting ]


Narrator: Even before her Arthur's misfortune, Mrs. Hoggett was ceaselessly busy... bustling, baking, bottling and pickling, but now, having to nurse her husband and pay the bills, she found life considerably more challenging... than she had ever anticipated. Before long, two men showed up. Two men in suits. Men with pale faces and soulless eyes.

Mrs. Hoggett: Arthur ! Arthur ! [ Muttering ] Where is it? Where is it? Where is it? [ Gasps ] Yes. "Dear Mr. Arthur Hoggett... [ Muttering ] "...guest appearance for your pig. [ Continues Muttering ] ...sheepherding demonstration." Sheepherding demonstration? "Free air travel, accommodations... and a generous appearance fee." Oh ! Arthur! Arthur! A generous appearance fee! Look ! See? See? Pig! Pig! Pig, pig, pig! Pig! Pig, pig, pig. Pig? Pig, pig, pig! Pig! Pig, pig, pig!





Come, dear.

You're being called.





- [ Mrs. Hoggett ] Pig !

- Uh, he's not here.



- Pig, pig, pig, pig !

- Babe.


Babe: Babe's not here.



You can't undo what's happened, son, but you can make up f or it.



Babe, the boss is about to lose the farm.



- We'll all be sent away.

- There's no telling where we'll end up.





[ Horse ]

Not every human is as kind as ours.





- But what can I do?

- Nothing !





You're a sheep-pig.

A champion, no less.





- [ Mrs. Hoggett ] Pig !

- Most likely they'll want you to herd sheep.





Ferdinand: You can't leave. He can't leave ! You're my lucky pig.

Mrs. Hoggett: [ Angrily ] Pig ! Pig ! Arthur ! You call the wretched thing.

Mr. Hoggett: Come, pig !





[ Hoggett Whistles ]





Babe: Well, I must be off, then.





You won't be alone, dear.

You'll be with the boss's wife.





Oh, sure, the boss's wife. You'll be in the company of a serial killer.



Do not take counsel of your fears, lad.




- Do you want to pee before you go?

- Uh, no, thank you.





Come on. Come on, pig.





[ Ferdinand ]

B-B-But I need this pig.





He's my lucky pig, my good luck pig.





W-W-Without him, l-I'm dead.





Deceased ! Lifeless ! Extinct !

A demised duck !





In you go.





Can you come with me, Fly?





I wish I could, dear, but it's you they want.





- Please?

- Stop it, now. You're a brave pig.



And, Babe, more often than not in this uncertain world, fortune favors the brave.



Porridge in the morning. No sugar.

A little bit of salt, but not too much.



Tea. No milk, just lemon.



Okay, I think that's everything.



Right. I'm off.





Esme?





Don't worry, Arthur. I won't let anything happen to your pig.





Arthur.





[ Giggling, Grunting ]





Narrator: And so, dear ones, the pig and the farmer's wife... ventured into the larger world. What follows is an account of their calamitous adventures... and how a kind and steady heart... can mend a sorry world.

Sheeps: Save the farm, Babe ! Save the farm ! Save the f-a-a-a-a-a-rm !





Mice: [ Reading ] Scram This is not a farm.





[ Engine Roaring ]





~ La-la la la-la ~





~ La la la

la-la, la-la ~





~ La la la la-la-la ~ ~

Hey !





[ Stewardess On P.A. Speaking French ]





[ Stewardess Continues Speaking French ]





Ohh !





[ Chuckling Nervously ]





Stop. Stop !

[ Quacking ]





Whoa-oa !





[ Panting, Huffing ]





- [ Male Singer ] ~ Pardon me, boy ~

- Huh?





~ Is that the Chattanooga choo choo ~





[ Chorus ]

~ Yes, yes ~ Track !





- Uh, pardon me, boys.

- ~ ~ [ Continues ]



Yeah?





- Uh, see that fat, featherless flying thing?

- Uh-huh.



- Any idea where it's headed?

- Follow us.



[ Panting ]

Oh, good. Follow them.



- Okay.

- [ Chorus ]

~ Chattanooga, there you are ~





[ Male Singer ]

~ She's gonna cry ~





~ Until I tell her

that I'll never roam ~





- ~ So, Chattanooga choo choo ~

- ~ Doodle-oo dee-doo, doo-doo-doo ~





- ~ Won't you choo-choo me home ~

- ~ Doodley-doo ~





- ~ Chattanooga, Chattanooga ~

- ~ Doo-doo-dee-deedle doo-dee ~





- ~ Get aboard ~

- ~ Chattanooga, Chattanooga ~





- ~ All aboard ~ ~

- ~ Dee-doodle

Chattanoogie-doodie-doo-doo ~ ~





Ohh-ohh-- Whoa !





[ Sniffing ]





U-Um-- Um--





- [ Sniffing ]

- Uh, uh, excuse me.





- Excuse me, but I was wondering--

- Hey, look, pal, I'm busy.



Babe: Uh, well, I seem to have lost my human.

-Hey, hey, I'm workin' here.





Capisce? Comprende?





Whoa. Ain't you a weird-lookin' puppy.





I'm not a puppy.

I'm a sheep-pig.





My human's gone, and I'm hungry, and I'm supposed to save the farm.


Yeah, that's truly tragic, but you see that long line of stuff over there?


Well, I gotta sniff every doggone one of 'em. I'm a sniff er, ya see.


- A fully-qualified, triple-certificated sniff er.

- Oh.



It's all in the hooter, the schnozz, the olf actory instrument.



- You could be a sniff er

with a schnozz like that.

- That's very kind of you, but--



Don't interrupt me now.

I'm just gettin' to the good part.





-When you sniff the right smell, do ya know what happens?

-Mm-mmm.





You jump up and down and go berserk.

That's what happens.





-You should see the humans come runnin'.

-They do? Why?





Beats me, but it's sure important.

I get big rewards.





- Rewards?

- Sure. My heart's desire. Watch this.





[ Barking ]





- [ Shouting ]

- [ Man On P.A. ]

Security guard, to the floor !





- [ Barking Continues ]

- Security guard, come to the floor!



We got one.


[ Barking Continues ]





[ Man # ]

She could be my mother.





[ Man # ]

Creepy, isn't it?





Esme Cordelia Hoggett?





Oh. Thank heaven.


My pig hasn't come through, and I've only got minutes to make flight FF- .



I've got to get to the other terminal, but there's no point me going without the blessed pig.



- Ma'am, we have the pig.

- Oh. Let's get a wriggle on, then.



Oh. If we miss FF-

then we won't make the : shuttle.



And if we don't make the : shuttle, we won't make it in time for the fair.



It's the grandaddy of all state fairs, they say, and today's the very last day.





It'll all be over and we won't get the appearance money, and if we don't get the money the bank won't take, "Sorry, I missed my flight" for an answer.





That'll be it. All over.

Arrivederci, farm.





Poor Arthur would be utterly...





- devastated.

- [ Grunts ]





[ Gasps ]





Esme Cordelia Hoggett,





we have reason to believe you may be carrying

illegal substances on your person.





Being an officer of the Drug Enforcement Agency,





I am authorized by law to conduct certain... procedures.





Please step into the cubicle and remove your clothes.





Pardon?





[ Babe Grunting ]





[ Narrator ] Of course, it was proved beyond any doubt...





that Esme Cordelia Hoggett was not a felon.





But, sadly, they had missed their all-important connection, and to make matters worse... they were obliged to wait some days for the next flight home.


They couldn't go forward, and they couldn't go back.





- They were stranded.

- [ Gulps ]





[ Snorts ]





[ Sniff s, Snorts ]





A-And so, you don't take pets.





But he's just a little pig.





Well, it's more of a dog, really.





But it's practically human !





[ Airplane Landing ]





- ~ ~ [ Humming Lullaby ]

- [ Babe Snorting ]





~ ~ [ Stops ]





- Uh-huh?

- [ Snorts ]





Scram, lady.





This is not a f arm.





[ Whimpers ]





[ P.A. Announcer, Indistinct ]





Excuse me.





Flealands Hotel, a few blocks south.





You'll be welcome there.





[ Narrator ] Esme Hoggett studied the face of the stranger...





Thank you.





and wondered what could have provoked his unexpected act of kindness.





[ Mice ]

~ When the moon hits your eye ~





~ Like a big pizza pie ~





~ That's amore ~





~ When the world seems to shine ~





~ Like you've had too much wine ~





~ That's amore ~





~ Bells will ring, ting-a-ling-a-ling

Ting-a-ling-a-ling ~





~ And you sing vita bella ~





~ Hearts will play

Tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay ~





~ Like a gay tarantella ~ ~





[ Reading ]





Oh.

I need a room f or myself...





and, uh, the, uh, wee pig.





Huh?





Are you crazy?

Animals in here?





- What makes you think we take animals?

- Oh, but l--





What kind of establishment

do you think this is? Well, it isn't.





Am I aware of the city codes

and regulations? Yes.





Am I one to break the law?

Absolutely not. I am very lawful.





Are you hearing-impaired?

Go away !





[ Airplane Passing Overhead ]





Psst !





Psst !





Mmm?





- How long did you want to stay?

- l, uh-- Two days.





- Will an attic room do?

- Uh-- Well, I thought you--





That was just f or the neighbors.

Heartless meanies.





Where do they expect

these poor creatures to go?





- Is he house-trained?

- Oh, yes. Just like you and me.





Do we provide meals? No.





But is there a convenience store?

Yes. Two blocks south.





And what is the golden rule?

Never answer the front door.





Why?

It might be an inspector.





- What happens if you need anything?

- [ Animal Shrieks ]





You knock on this door on the left.





Who lives there? I do.





Where's the bathroom?

End of the landing.





- Do we provide towels?

- [ Sniffing ]





What is that, a canine? Huh?

You canine? Little puppy dog?





Flealick, come back.

We don't know where it's been.





- Do we, Alan?

- No, Nigel.





- Feline. You're a cat?

- Do I look like a cat?





How do I know?

I got the myopia. I can barely see.

If you're a cat, you gotta scat.





Hey ! Kitty ! You got no business

being on this floor !





You got that? No f elines

on this floor. Period !





Where's the pay phone?

In the f oyer.





Local calls only.





And where does the little piggy stay

at all times?





In the room.





~ ~ [ Scales ] ~ Meow, meow, meow, meow

Meow, meow, meow ~





And where does the dear little f ella

do his necessaries?





In the kitty litter.





Who empties it?





You do.

Any questions?





Oh. Where do I make

a long-distance phone call?





Oh, uh, two blocks south.

Mm-hmm.





[ Sighs ]





[ Grunting ]





Oh.





Stay, pig.





Stay.





- [ Bell Tolling ]

- [ Ship's Horn Blowing ]





- [ Bell Tolling ]

- [ Ship's Horn Blowing ]





[ Narrator ] Babe looked out

across this vast habitat,





abundant with humans

and other creatures,





and wondered when he would

see his first sheep.





Then the thought occurred to him:





Maybe it wasn't sheepherding.





Maybe something else

was required of him.





Whatever the case,





in this place with its dark corners

and endless possibilities,





the pig f elt sure he would find a way

to redeem himself.





Aww.





[ Grunts ]





Can--

Uh, can I help you?





What are you doing?





- [ Babbling ]

- [ Mice Squeaking ]





I beg your pardon?





H-Hey.

Uh, w-wait a minute.





But--





Uh, that belongs to the boss's wif e.





Hey, that-- Come back !





Uh, hey !





[ Babbling Continues ]





Wait up !





Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh, yeah !





- Whoa.

If you're not a cat, stay and chat.

- Sorry.





We don't get out much on account

of Nig and Al and their nerves.

They're a little nervous.





Me, on account of the hips.

Well, don't be a stranger. It was--





Open up, please.





O-Open this door !





You got a problem, sweetie?





- Uh-- l--

- [ Male Voice ] Who is it, honey?





It's, uh, kind of

a baldy, pinky, whitey thingy.





Show 'im in.





[ TV: Announcer, Indistinct ]





I'd like the bag back, please.





[ Whimpering, Babbling ]





You wanna break his heart?





But it doesn't belong to him.





All I know is what I see:





Tug comes in with the bag,

just doin' his job, collectin' stuff,





and you barge in here "accusicating"

and making "demandments."





I didn't see you with the bag.





I'm not leaving without the bag.





I don't think my big brother,

Bob Bobalooba, the Big Banana,





is "mis-splaining"

how things work around here.





Well, I have to warn you:





I may be small,

but I can be f erocious if provoked.





And what have we here?





Well, uh, we're in a negotiation...





with this naked, pink individual.





[ Female Chimp ]

He's of f oreign extraction, Your Honor.





Possibly even an alien.





[ Orangutan ]

You drooling imbeciles.





This is an omnivorous mammal

of the order Ungulata,





an inconsequential species

with no other purpose...





than to be eaten by humans.





This lowly, handless,

deeply unattractive mud-lover...





is a pig.





- Oh.

- For your inf ormation,





I'm a sheep-pig,

and I've been sent to save the f arm.





Come to think of it,

I should be saving the f arm right now.





A-And if you can't say anything nice,

don't say anything at all.





So, will this little

pink "lunchness"...





fulfill his destiny,

nourishmentally speaking?





We shall see.





I f eel very uncomf ortable

with this conversation.





I want my bag back.

Get out of my way !





[ Door Slams ]





[ Wheezing ]





- [ Snorts ]

- [ Landlady ] Uncle Fugly !





Uncle Fugly !





[ Grunting ]





- [ Wheezing ]

- [ Squealing ]





[ Landlady ]

Uncle Fugly !





- Huh?

- [ Thumping ]





- Please let me out.

- Uncle Fugly !





There's been a theft upstairs.





- Can you imagine?

- [ Grunting ]





Esme Hoggett, Fugly Floom.





Uncle Fugly, Esme Hoggett.





- Perhaps we should call the police.

- No, no. No police.





No authorities. It would be the end

of this place. Surely you understand.





Oh, dear. I just phoned my Arthur to

tell him that at least his pig was saf e.





- Now, on top of everything else--

- Hey ! That's my human !





- Remember, we have f ound your clothes.

- I don't care about clothes.





But the pig--

I can't go home without the pig.





- [ Muttering Continues ]

- Did you get that?





Approximately five minutes ago

something that looked like a pig

exited this establishment.





Where did he go? Left on Canal Street,

and then in the direction of the beach.





Okay. Thank you.





[ Moans ]





~ Meow ~

~ ~ [ Vocalizing ]





- ~ Meow, meow ~

~ ~ [ Continues ]

- What's that?





It's beautiful.





Oh, it's lovely.





~ Meow, meow ~

~ ~ [ Continues ]





[ Giggling ]





[ Swooning ]

Ohh !





~ They all ran after

the farmer's wife ~





~ She cut off their tails

with a carving knife ~





~ Did you ever see

such a sight in your life ~





- ~ As three blind mice ~ ~

- [ Squeaking, Screaming ]





~ ~ [ Continues, Ends ]





[ Reading ]





Pig ! Pig ! Pi-ig !





- ~ ~ [ Techno Dance ]

- Here, pig-pig-pig-pig-piggy !





Here, pig-pig-pig-pig !





[ Sternly ]

Pig ! Pig !





Pig !





Pig !





Here, pig-pig-pig-pig-piggy !





Who you callin' a pig, lady?





Not you. An-Another pig.





- M-My husband's pig. Y-You know--

- What's in the bag?





Aaaaah !





[ Shouting, Screaming ]





Whoa !





Ohh !





Oh, dear.

Ohh !





- ~ ~ [ Circus ]

- [ Children Laughing, Shouting ]





[ Snorting ]





Narrator: Show business may not be as honorable a profession as sheepherding, but the pig was willing to endure the ridicule...if it would help put things right back at Hoggett Hollow. And the animals had told him if all went well... there would be big rewards.





- Uh, h-hey, so, when do I get paid?

- Shh !





[ Applause ]





~ ~ [ Drumroll ]





[ Children Squealing, Screaming ]





[ Cheering, Laughing ]





Sir, I gotta get going now.

How do I collect my reward?





I told you, stay under the table !





Yep. Okay, uh-- Uh--





[ Babe Grunting, Yelling ]





[ Female Singer ]

~ Non, rien de rien ~





[ Female Singer ]

~ Non, rien de rien ~





~ Non, je ne regrette rien ~





~ Ni le bien ~





- ~ Qu'on m'a f ait ~

- [ Whimpering ]





~ Ni le mal ~





~ Tout ca m'est bien egal ~





~ Non, rien de rien ~





~ Non, je ne regrette rien ~





~ C'est paye ~





~ Balaye ~ ~





- ~ ~ [ Continues ]

Mrs. Hoggett: Take your hands off me ! Oh-- Oh-- Ohh ! It's a mistake ! I'm a grandmother ! Somebody help, please ! Call Farmer Hoggett !


Okay, freak show's over ! Finished ! Come on !


Mrs. Hoggett: Help ! Help !

- [ Siren Wailing ]



[ Reading ]



Just tell me.



There is no reward, is there?





Was there ever such a thing?





As Bob always says--

What do you say, Bob?





It's all illusory--

it's ill, and it's f or losers.





Naw, that wasn't it.





- [ Burps ]

- You know, that stuff about no yesterday and no tomorrow.





All you got is this actual "now-ness."





The past is gone, and as for the future-- [ Blows Raspberry ]





Yeah. No guarantees, my little pork pie.



It's a dog-eat-dog world and there's not enough dog to go around.



So you look after number whatsy.



- Get my drift?

- I'm not a pork pie.





Whatever you say, cutie pie.





I'm not any kind of pie.

I'm just a pig on a mission.





~ ~ [ Mice Singing ]





Narrator: It's tough if you're a pig alone in the city. It can leave you empty. And whom do you turn to? Where was the boss's wife? He thought it might help if he could recall Fly and Rex and their steadfast words, and he tried really hard, but he could barely remember the face of his beloved boss. The farm was fading. It had become just a comforting dream, an echo.





~ ~ [ Continues ]





~ Is your heart

filled with pain ~





~ Shall I come back again ~





~ Tell me, dear ~





~ Are you lonesome ~





~ Tonight ~





~ Whoo-ooh-hoo-hoo

Whoo-oooh ~ ~





- [ Thud ]

- Huh?





[ Squeaking, Thudding Continues ]





[ Heart Monitor Beeping ]





[ Beeping Continues ]





[ Wheezing ]





[ Whimpers ]





[ Door Closes ]





[ Ambulance Siren Wailing ]





Are we okay, Thelonius?





Thelonius?





I couldn't wake him.

I tried.





But he wouldn't wake up.





He'll be back.





Himself always comes back.





Thelonius?





Easy, let him be.





Ferdinand: Let's see. Mm-hmm. Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.





Uh, this looks good.





[ Groans ]





Yeah, just drop me off, uh--

Yeah, right here'll be fine.





- [ Regurgitating Noise ]

- Uh, thanks for the ride, pal.


- I just hope you get that operation for your wing.

- Yeah, right, uh-huh.


I mean, not being able to fly long distances, on top of the amount of family tragedies you've suffered--





- Oh, my gosh !

- Yeah, yeah. Don't sweat it. See ya.



Farewell, noble duck.



Ferdinand: Okey-dokey, you are cleared for landing. Here we go. Flaps down-- Ohh !



Perfect.



Oh.

[ Chuckles ]





Hmm-- Huh?

[ Chuckles ] H-Hey !





- [ Gunfire ]

- Huh? Huh?





Whoa !





[ Ferdinand Screaming ]





- [ Pigeons Cooing ]

- [ Shuddering ]





[ Whimpering ]

Pig. Pig.



Mice: (Reading) The kindness heart.



- [ Narrator ]

By nightfall, all Babe's concerns, all the troubled voices in his head were drowned out by one insistent moan.





- [ Rumbling, Roiling ]

- [ Deep, Gravelly Voice ] Food.





The fact is, Babe's belly was making such a fuss...he began to believe it was talking to him.



- [ Deep, Gravelly Voice ] Food !

- Huh?



[ Bob ]

Anybody got any food?



Anybody?


Hey, dogs, you got any edibles, any nibbly-dibblies?



[ Flealick ] We got a carpet here with some nice spaghetti stains.


- But we can't keep licking the carpet, can we, Alan?

- No, Nigel.


Hey, cats! Cats! What about you?



Cat Choir: ~ No, no, no, no food No food, no food ~ ~ No food, no food We have no food ~ ~


Well, then, I'm gonna get "proactivated."



I know where there's food a-plentiful.



We're goin' outside?

Without a human?





Could be kinda dangerous, you know, in a lethally sort of way.





We'll stick to the shadows, honey.





It's coolness.





[ Door Opens ]





[ Door Closes ]





Hey. Hey, w-w-wait !

Wait a minute !





Where's the food?

I have to eat !





[ Whispering ]

I'll do anything, absolutely anything.





Ah, go "porkinate."





What can you do?

You don't even have any hands.





What can I do?

Uh, lots.





Yeah, right.





Uh, sheep !

I can herd sheep !





Go home, sweetie.

You're making a spectacle of yourself.





Wait a momentum. I'm thinking

I might have some sheep for him to herd.





- You do?

- Uh-huh. I'll show ya.





Right here, behind the Food-O-Rama, is where they keep the sheep.





I'm gonna open this hole.





Open Sez-a-Bob.





They're in there.





Border Leicester or Scottish Blackf ace?





Pit bull and a Doberman pinscher.

Very exotic breeds.





Uh, where do you want me to herd them?





That's up to you. Just keep them occupied till we get the necessaries.





Okey-dokey.





Hello?





Hello?





A-Anybody home?





[ Loud Snarling ]





Uh, anybody else?



You must have a very thin grasp on reality.



Unless, of course, you are suicidal.





Uh, l-I'm just looking...for some sheep.





I warned you.





- Aaah !

- [ Barking ]





- [ Barking Continues ]

- Baa, ram, ewe !





Baa, ram, ewe !





To your breed, your fleece,

to your clan be true !





Baa, ram, ewe !





- [ Barking Continues ]

- [ Bob ] Down here, honey.





Take care, now.





[ Whimpers ]





[ Snarling, Barking ]





I'll head him off !





Let me in !





Please ! Somebody !





Let me in !





Open the door !





[ Whimpering ]





[ Man ]

Darling, don't get yourself in a state.





It's not my imagination.

Something is going on in that place.





Hortense, you'll miss the aria !





- ~ ~ [ Opera ]

- Hortense !





Hmph !





Aah !





I'm gonna catch me !

I'm gonna catch me !





[ All Murmuring ]





[ Cats Yowling, Hissing ]





[ Whimpering ]





[ Panting ]





Aaah !





[ Barking, Snarling ]





Whoa-ohh !

[ Panting ]




Narrator: Something broke through the terror--flickerings, fragments of his short life, the random events that delivered him to this, his moment of annihilation. As terror gave way to exhaustion, Babe turned to his attacker, his eyes filled with one simple question: Why?






- [ Gasping ]

- [ Snarling ]





[ Groaning ]





This is what happens, Alan, on the outside.





It's the times, Nigel.





[ Metal Clanking ]





Honey, come away.





[ Hoofbeats Running ]





[ Splash ]





[ Murmuring, Yipping ]





[ Gasping, Coughing ]





Please, someone, give us a hand !





[ Coughing, Gasping Continue ]





[ Babe ]

Please !





[ Chittering ]





- [ Chittering Continues ]

- [ Pit Bull Wheezing ]





[ Female Voice ]

Kind sir? Kind sir?





Can you help me?





I have been cruelly cast out and have nowhere to go.





- Oh, b-but how?

- Please. Please.





I know you're different from the others.





Those that have had their way with me make their empty promises, but they are all lies-- lies.





And I'm afraid

and terribly, terribly tired.





- Where's your human?

- My humans belong to someone else now.





Someone younger and prettier.





l, uh, l-I never,

ever had a h-h-human.





I'm hungry.





My human tied me in a bag and throwed me in the water.





My tummy hurts.





Try not to think about it.





Take pity on us.





Well, uh, it is nice and warm inside.





- Not a good idea.

- Oh, but they--





No. No. "No-ness."





Uh, could that be f ood?





- Oh, have mercy.

- [ Excited Murmuring, Chattering ]





[ Thelonius ]

Quiet.





Quiet !





You'll bring all manner of trouble.


Uh, perhaps if we all went inside and we all line up,


I'm sure there'll be enough to go around.


You're talkin' as if you're the word around here.





- I'd say he is.

- [ Gasping, Murmuring ]





I'd like to off er up a solution... that I f eel confident you'll all respond to: Whatever the pig says goes.





Anyone hostile to the notion?





- No ! No, no !

- No problem !

- Whatever the pig says, yeah !





Anybody else?





Fine by moi.





Anybody else else?





It's still just a pig.





[ Window Hinges Squeak Open ]





Well, fluff my fur.





This recalls the glory days...





when I was dizzy with privilege.





I had my hair styled and my nails manicured each and every day.





- Freeloaders.

- Riffraff with no manners.





They'll soil willy-nilly, won't they, Alan?





Willy-nilly, Nigel.





Hey. Swine.

I want you to have this collar.





- [ Chittering ]

- Um...





that's not necessary.





- Yes, it is.

- Uh, you're very kind, but--





No, no, I'm anything but kind.




In fact, I have a prof essional obligation to be malicious.



Then you should change jobs.



- I can't.

- Yes, you can.



No, no, it's in the bloodline.

We were once warriors.



Now there's just the urge.



A murderous shadow lies hard across my soul.



So...

[ Sighs ]



- should I have let you drown?

- Most would have.





Pig, if you were to wear my collar, it would honor me.





Yeah.





[ Rattling Noise ]





[ Pit Bull ]

Thank the pig.





[ Pit Bull ]

Thank the pig.





[ Female Dog ]

Thank you, pig.





[ Babe ]

You're welcome.





[ Pit Bull ]

Thank the pig.





[ Male Dog ]

Thank you, pig.





[ Babe ]

You're awfully welcome.





[ Rattling Noise ]





- Thank the pig.

- Thank you, pig.





You're welcome.





- Thank you, pig.

- You're welcome.





[ Pit Bull ]

Thank the pig.





- Thank you, little thingy.

- You're welcome.





- [ Rattling Noise ]

- Here.





Thank the pig.





Hey ! You !





Thanks.





And some for you.





Your Honor.





- [ Chattering ]

- [ Pit Bull ] Thank the pig.





[ Squeaking ]

Thank you. Oh, thank you, pig.





- Thank the pig.

- [ Poodle ] Thank you, pig.





[ Fish ]

Thank you, Thelonius.





[ Pit Bull ]

Okay, folks, cafeteria closed !





I'm still hungry.



A couple of jelly beans don't even hit the bottom.





- If only there weren't

so many of those cats.

- Will someone slap the dog?





- Watch it, pussy !

- Hey !





- Shove it, butt-sniff er !

- [ Animals Murmuring, Yelling ]





- Listen--

- Hey !





The chief has somethin' to say.





Um, well,





uh, maybe cats and dogs...





could, um, you know,

be nicer to each other.





Right.





It is decreed that

all cats and dogs...





put aside their instinctive and

f anatical abhorrence of each other...





and that all creatures, great and

diminutive, shall be of equal stature,





~ That nobody can deny ~





And so say all of us.





[ Kitty ]

I'm still hungry.





My tummy--





it feels all... thingy.





I know, honey.





We did all the work.

We should get the biggest share.





No, honey. Here.

[ Moans ]





- What?

- Mmm.





What's wrong?





[ Sighs ]

Um...





- Nothin'.

- [ Chuckles ]





[ Narrator ] And so, dear ones,

this topsy-turvy night...





was to end with a beginning.





[ Sighs ]





[ Reading ]





[ Narrator ] This event, that weaves a thread from past to future,





soothed the tired hearts

of those assembled...





they put aside their uncertainties.





[ Cooing ]





I'm an uncle.





Twice.





[ Cooing Continues ]





Who's like us?





- Darn f ew.

- Darn f ew.





Yeah.





Darn f ew.





- [ Poodle ] Well done !

- Congratulations, Mom.





Look at that little face.





- They're so cute. Look at that.

- They got their father's ears.





[ Female Dog ] I just wanna lick 'em

all over their little faces.





On behalf of us all,

I'm sure the chief...would like to, uh, extend a special welcome, so, uh, listen up !





Well, uh, l-- Hmm.





Ahem.





~ l-l-lf I had ~





~ Words ~





~ I'd sing a day f or you ~





- [ Singing Along ]

~ La la la la la-la ~

- ~ I'd sing you a morning ~





- [ Singing Along ] ~ La-la la la ~

- ~ Golden and true ~





[ All ]

~ La la la la ~





~ La la la la la ~





- ~ La-la la la-la ~

- ~ Blah-blah, blah blah-blah ~





- ~ La-la-la la la ~

- ~ Blah-blah-blah, blah blah ~





[ All Continue ]

~ La la la la, la la la la la-la ~





Huh? Hmm.





Pig. Pig !





- [ Animals Yipping, Howling ]

- ~ ~ [ Continues, Triumphant ]





Oh, God, Roger,

the place is teeming.





Overrun with filthy animals.





It's a zoo !





[ Tempo Increases ]

~ La la la la, la la la la la-la ~





~ La la la la la-la

La-la la la ~





[ Quacking, Grunting ]





- ~ ~ [ Continues ]

- Ohh ! Ferdinand !





[ Quacking Continues ]





Hey. Hey, pig !

Pig, where you goin' ?





[ Triumphant Finale ]

~ La la la-a-a-a-a ~ ~





Oh-oh-oh-ohh !

Yeah, yeah, yeah.





[ Laughing ]





- Oh, Ferdy !

- Give us a peck ! Come on, pig !





- Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss.

- Oooh ! [ Laughing ]





- Who are these losers?

- Ferdy !





What's going on here?

You look different.





- Yeah, well, this place can really take it out of ya.

- Tell me about it.





But hey, I'm with my pig.

My lucky, lucky pig !





Little ol' Ferdy,





snug and safe at last.





Aaah !





- Man !

- It's gonna be a real busy night.





- [ Cats Meowing, Dogs Whining ]

- I'll check upstairs.





- [ Barking ]

- [ Meowing, Whining Continue ]





- [ Chittering ]

- [ Nigel ] My word !





There's no one home !





Come on. Come on.





[ Whistling ]





Ooh !

Well, bite my tail.





[ Whistling ]





Doll, don't go there.





Good girl.





Oh, that's my pretty girl, yeah.





Pig, let's go home.





[ Man Shouts ]

Pick up some more cages !




[ Yowling, Barking Continue ]





[ Snarling ]



Over here.





- Now !

- [ Whimpering ]



- [ Shrieking ]

- [ Men Groaning ]



[ Man ]

Careful now.



Pig? Pig! Huh? Huh?





Okay, you're gonna be all right.





- You got him?

- Easy.





[ Man ]

Hey, fetch another cage !





[ Men Continue Chattering ]





Come on, Zootie.





~ ~ [ Walkman: Jazz ]





- Okay, now.

- Okay.





You got him?

You got him?





Reel him in. Pull him in, pull him in.

Come on, you got him.





[ Walkman ] ~ Peep, peep

said the chick in the barnyard ~





~ Quack, quack, said the duck

Won't you let me in ~





~ Cluck, cluck, cluck

said the little red hen

Let's boogie in the barnyard ~





~ Baa baa, said the sheep

from another hole ~





~ Moo moo, said the cow

Let the butter roll ~





~ Cluck cluck, said the little red hen

Let's boogie in the barnyard ~





~ Everybody's havin' their fling ~ ~





[ Woman ]

Okay.





- Net. [ Grunting ]

- [ Zootie Shrieking ]





[ Ferdinand Sneezes ]





Are-- Are there

any cats in here?





Cats? Absolutely not.

No cat would dare come in here.





But I'm allergic to ca-- to ca--





[ Sneezes ]





- [ Cats Complaining, Yowling ]

- [ Cat ] For crying out loud !





- Oh ! Got you ! Hey ! Hey !

- [ Growling ]





Good heavens !

His heart condition !





He'll kill himself,

won't he, Alan?





Yes, Nigel.





- Flealick ! Flealick !

- Flealick !





- See any more?

- No, that does it.





Hey, get a load of this.





Go.





[ Yowls ]





Think we can get out of here

without either one of us getting hurt?





How about you cooperate with me?





- [ Gasping ]

- [ Mice ] Do something !





Um... uh... uh, water !





He needs water !





No more up here !





- [ Thelonius Whimpering, Screeching ]

- [ Men Yelling, Grunting ]





[ Man Grunting ]





[ Muttering ]





[ Squawks ]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa !





- Hey, pig !

- Oh !





[ Ferdinand ]

Sorry.





-[ Mouse # ] Someone help me.

-[ Mouse # ] Why can't you do anything?





[ Squeaking Frantically ]





[ Mice Together ]

Eeewww !





[ Gagging ]





Who-o-o-o-o-ah !





[ Sighs ]

Thank you, pig !





[ Worried Chattering ]





Whoa !





Aaah !





What is that?

Get it out of here.





Ow !





Come on ! Let's go !





- Flealick !

- Flealick !





[ Sputtering, Gasping ]





[ Man ]

What happened to you?





[ Snarling ]





Flealick? Flealick !





[ Squawking ]





Oh, pig ! Pig !





[ Panting ]





[ Panting Continues ]



Up !



Up !



- [ Babe ] Flealick?

- Huh?



Flealick?



Huh?


Flealick !



Can you-- Can you hear me?



[ Groaning ]





A-Are you okay?





Just flip me over.

Fl-- Flip me over.





Ah ! Okay, okay. Whew !





Feelin' good, feelin' peppy !

[ Sniff s ]





They went-- All right.

They went this way.





Uh, actually, Flealick,

I think it's the other way.





Wait a minute.

What are you doing?





- It's all in the hooter. The schnozz.

- The what?





- The ol factory instrument.

- Pig ! Pig, pig !

You're unraveling here !





"A," they are long gone.

"B," they were not nice people.





"C" is f or kamikaze and "D" is f or delusional, which is what you are in the head !





- Ferdy.

- Face it. You're just a little pig in the big city.





What can you possibly do?

What can anyone do? Why even try?





[ Squeaking Noise ]





- Huh?

- [ Whimpers ]





Would you help me off with this, please?





Oh, boy. Unbelievable.





[ Both Grunting ]





Hmm. Uh--





Ferdinand the duck, witness to insanity.





[ Mice Reading ]

"Chaos...





- revisited."

- re-- revisited."





Oops. Sorry.

[ Giggles ]





[ Narrator ] Sometimes we discover our talents only through necessity. Babe, who never used his nose for anything but the piggish pursuit of food, soon found he could make his way through the trickiest of smellscapes. As the morning wore on, he became quite the virtuoso.





[ Babe ] It's close.

It's close. We're getting close.





Yes, it's this way.





[ Panting ]





Hmph !





[ Together ]

Tourists.





[ Babe Panting ]

I do believe we're here.





[ Nervous Quacking, Chittering ]





[ Woman On P.A. ]

Dr. Collins, please report to--





- [ Shutter Clicking ]

- [ Cats Yowling, Dogs Barking ]





Ohh.





[ Hooting ]





- [ Whimpering, Chittering ]

- Dead. I knew it. They're all dead.





- They're not dead.

- Well, let's go get 'em.





Flealick, if we get caught, we won't be able to help anybody.





Oh, yes, I've given myself a good, hard talking-to, let me tell you.





I said to myself, Esme, you have let Arthur, yourself and the pig down.





[ Narrator ] The judge had never heard anyone speak so many words in so short a time.





- [ Continues Chattering ]

- Evidently, this was a woman...of clear conscience and good intent.





I used to dismiss pigs, but then a pig became my husband's best friend.





[ Narrator ] Besides, he grew up on a farm and had a fondness for pigs.





You can bind me in chains, but the minute I'm free I shall march back into those streets... and search f or my Arthur's pig !





Case dismissed !





[ Babe ]

Hello? Hello?





- [ Bob ] It's the pinkness !

- All right !





- [ Zootie ] Thingy !

- [ Pit Bull ] Chief !





- Oh, I knew he'd come.

- Hot-diggety doggie-doo !





- Shh ! We have to be quiet.

- Sorry. Uh, sorry.





- I'll go lock up.

- All right.





Okay, okay. You all know the term

"survival of the fastest."





Well, I've got an idea.

We split into two groups.





The fast ones come with me.

The slow ones stay behind and sacrifice themselves.





- Ferdinand !

- That way we don't all die.


I think that's only reasonable, don't you?



Wh-- Where's Thelonius?



What are you doing?



But, Thelonius, you're an orangu-thingy.





- Well, I'm not dressed.

- [ Babe ] Mr. Thelonius?





Time to go.





[ Bob ]

This is insanitary.





Thank you for waiting.





[ Babe ]

Quick, go back. Go back !





[ Ferdinand ]

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh !





[ Door Locks ]





[ Poodle ] Oh, my. When is something nice gonna happen to me?





~ ~ [ Stereo: Opera, Loud ]





~ ~ [ Volume Increases ]





~ ~ [ Volume Returns

To Previous Level ]





Hello?





~ ~ [ Continues, Loud ]





Hello?





[ Snapping Sound ]





Pig.





What's going on?

What happened?





I thought I could make a place

where we would all be okay.





But how can you do that here?





This used to be a lovely neighborhood.





People kept an eye out f or each other.

They really did.





But now,

I'm away f or just one night...





with my Uncle Fugly on his deathbed--





You poor, wee thing.





Why couldn't they just leave us be?





- Who?

- What did the animals ever do to her?





- Who?

- Her ! That--





~ ~ [ Continues, Loud ]





Her.





Right.





Clothes.

Got anything that'll fit me?





U-Um, eh--





[ Rattling, Squeaking, Jingling ]





~ ~ [ Opera Continues, Loud ]





[ Pounding On Door ]





Where are our animals?





[ Rattling ]





- I'm not going across there.

- Do it, Nigel.





[ Ferdinand ]

It's just a walk in the park.





Try and use all of your legs.





Come on, we're almost... not there.





[ Nervous Honking ]





[ Poodle ]

In this whole wide world, is there anywhere that's truly safe?





[ Zootie ]

Yeah, for my babies?





[ Babe ] There is a place I know, but it's ever so far away.





[ Nigel ]

How do we get there?





[ Babe ]

Well, first we have to find my human.





Huh? Ohh !





[ Man's Voice ]

Darling?





There you are.





- [ Pants Squeaking, Jingling ]

- [ Huffing ]





- [ Babe Whispering ] Quietly.

- [ Ferdinand ] Huh?





- Quietly.

- "Quietly."





[ Babe ]

Shh.





[ Laughs ]





Four leg.

Two.





This is a dog.

Mmm.





And a pig.





Hi, Thelonius.





[ Baby Giggling ]





Come on, Thelonius, come on.





[ Ferdinand Quacking, Babe Snorting ]





- John? John?

- [ Bell Dings ]





Mrs. Willis.





- ~ ~ [ Elevator Muzak ]

- Any pain?





- No, very little.

- Good.





Good evening, Doctor.

Evening, sir.





- Evening.

- Hello.





Okay, thank you.

Have a good night.





[ Blaring Siren Approaching ]





Evening.





We're looking for, um, some animals.





What kind?





Pig, cats, dogs, monkeys,





- ~ ~ [ Muzak Continues ]

- ~ ~ [ Ferdinand Humming Along ]





- [ Cats Yowling, Dogs Barking ]

- [ Chef s Exclaiming ]





Hey ! You can't come in here.





[ Mrs. Hoggett Gasping, Grunting ]





- Pig !

- [ Chef s Shouting, Arguing In French ]





- Yaaaah !

- Ooohhh !





- [ Both Groaning ]

- [ Ferdinand Quacking ]





[ Poodle ]

Well, bite my tail.





Oh. What a surprise.





[ Growls Quietly ]





- [ Screaming, Shouting ]

- [ Mrs. Hoggett ] Back off !





[ Guests Screaming, Shouting ]





Ohh ! Ohh !





- Come here !

- [ Whimpering ]





Okay, go !





[ Babbling ]





Pig?

Pig, pig, pig, pig !





- [ Quacking ]

- Whoa !





It is her !

It's her !





[ Ferdinand ]

Sure, it's her.





- Stay, pig, stay !

- But it looks like Himself !





Thelonius, I don't think so.





I tell you, it's Himself.





- Things are lookin' up, Ferdy.

- Huh?





You're comin' with me, Porky.





[ Babe Squealing ]





- That's not your pig !

- He is my pig now.





Esme !

The chef's got your pig !





[ Gasps ]





[ Growling, Barking ]





Okay, Thelonius, let's go.





[ Hooting ]





Oh.





- [ Guests Gasping, Shouting ]

- Oh.





Grab her, man !





- [ Babe Squealing ]

- [ Quacking ]





I am Esme Cordelia Hoggett... and I've come for my Arthur's pig !





[ Gasps ]





- Oh, dear ! Ohh ! Ohh !

- Whoa !





- [ Squealing Continues ]

- [ Grunting, Muttering ]





Ohh !

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo !





[ Whimpering ]





- Whoo !

- [ Guests Shouting, Exclaiming ]





Isn't this appalling?





Oh-Oh-Ohhhh ! Ohhh !





[ Gasps ]





Ohh ! Ooh ! Sorry !





[ Panting ]





[ Muttering ]





Oh.





Aaah ! Aaaah !





Aaaaah !





[ Guests Murmuring, Screaming ]





[ Growls ]





- Come on, Ferdy. Come on.

- [ Honking ]





[ Mrs. Hoggett ]

Ohh ! Come on, pig ! Come on ! Ohh !





Ohh !

[ Groaning ]





[ Groaning Continues ]





- Ohh !

- [ Guests Gasping ]





[ Grunts ]

I'm coming, I'm coming.





- Grab him !

- [ Babe Squealing ]





[ Guests Gasp ]





[ Squealing Continues ]





[ Whooping ]





Pig !





Yeah ! Yeah ! Yeah !





[ Chandelier Groaning ]





[ Screaming ]





[ Woman ] Oh !

[ Laughs ]





[ Groaning ]





[ Zootie ]

No.





[ Bob ]

What, honey? What's wrong?





- I think I dropped a baby.

- What do you mean, you dropped a baby?





I must have dropped the other baby.





Oh, Zootie !

Calm down. Calm down.





Zootie, don't worry, honey. We'll find the baby. The baby has to be right here.





- Hello?

- Oh, my baby !





[ Squealing ]





Thelonius, look ! Look up !





[ Screaming ]





[ Cries ]





[ Cooing ]





Thank you.





Yeah, Thelonius. Thank you.





Thank the pig.





Pig, you get here now !





- ~ ~ [ Techno Dance, Loud ]

- [ Chattering, Laughing ]





[ Narrator ] You can't always put things back together as they were, but you can look to something afresh.





At least,

that's what the two ladies decided.





So it was, the hotel was rented out.





And this provided

for a curious arrangement.





I just can't stand it anymore !

Roger ! Roger !





~ ~ [ Mice Humming

"Are You Lonesome Tonight" ]





[ Narrator ]

The money from the hotel... allowed the Hoggetts to keep the farm from the bank.


[ Nigel Grunts ]

Race you home, Alan.





[ Panting ]

You betcha, Nigel.





And so it was,

the pig brought the two worlds together.





Two broken halves

to make something afresh...





in a place just a little to the left

of the th century.





~ ~ [ Continues ]





The chimpanzees

left show business behind...





and were able to be chimpanzees.





As you would expect,

the air agreed with them immeasurably.





Although the others

got a taste f or country lif e,





Flealick f ound the pace too slow...





and took to chasing trucks.





[ Snarling ]





- [ Mice ] ~ Are you lonesome tonight ~

- Sad to say, She ran off with another dog and left him with the kids.

Kids, you got to be scary. You're warriors. Give me your snarl.





Pups: But, Dad, do we have to? We don't want to.





~ ~ [ Continues ]





~ When I kissed you ~





~ And called you sweetheart ~





~ Do the chairs in your parlor ~





~ Seem empty and bare ~





- ~ ~ [ Continues ]

- [ Narrator ] As for the orangutan, he insisted on staying at the farmhouse... with Herself.





~ And picture me there ~





~ Is your heart filled with pain ~





~ Shall I come back again ~





~ Tell me, dear ~





~ Are you lonesome ~





~ Tonight ~ ~

[ Narrator ] And finally, dear ones, the pig and the farmer... were content again in each other's company. And things were back to where they started, more or less. Hmm. [ Pipe Rattling, Thumping ] That'll do, pig. That'll do. [ Sighs ]

Mice: Thank you for staying till the end. Bye-bye.