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JACQUIMO: Excusez-moi, Monsieur Bear? I am looking for the Vale of the Fairies.
BEAR: I don't want no berries.
JACQUIMO: No, no, no. Fairies, not berries. Wake up, you fat lummox! I said, wake up!
JACQUIMO: I am having a very bad day. Mon Dieu, it is so cold. Winter! Winter is here. Oh-ho! This thorn. It hurts to fly.
PRINCE CORNELIUS: Don't worry, Buzz. We're gonna make it. Thumbelina! Oh. Whoa!
He takes my wings away.
Now I have to walk to find the prince. If he let me keep my wings, I could fly after the prince.
BEETLE: Hey, Beetle, this guy's the prince.
MR. BEETLE: The prince? Ah! The prince! Somebody up there loves me! Okay, you pick him up. Let's get out of this stinking weather before we're statistics. I can't even feel anything in my feelers anymore. A guy with my brains, I gotta talk to a toad.
What kind of conversation can you have with a toad?
What? They're toads.
THUMBELINA: Jacquimo was wrong. I will never find my way home. It's impossible. Oh, Mother, where can you be?
MOTHER [SINGING] (Barbara Cook): I know there's someone / Somewhere / Someone / Who's sure to find her / Soon / After the rain goes / There are rainbows / She'll find the rainbow / Soon / Soon my breaking heart will mend / Soon a happy ending / Troubles behind her / I will find her / Homeward bound / Safe and sound / And soon.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Feeling better, my dear?
THUMBELINA: Where am I?
MS. FIELDMOUSE: In my kitchen. I'm Ms. Fieldmouse and
we are snug and safe underground.
THUMBELINA: I'm underground?
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Yes, dearie, three feet under. I dug it myself with my own two hands. Here, drink this.
THUMBELINA: At least that toad won't find me down here.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: There's something I don't understand. Did you really think
you could survive the winter in that old shoe?
Ha, ha! Honestly!
THUMBELINA: I wanna go home.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Well, I'm afraid you'll just have to wait here till spring, Thumbelina.
THUMBELINA: You know my name!
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Oh, that was easy. I know much more. Like, you were engaged to the fairy prince. Cornelius, I believe?
THUMBELINA: Well, almost.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: That is so sad.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: That he was found stone-cold frozen dead in the snow. But of course you knew that?
THUMBELINA: No. Cornelius, no!
MS. FIELDMOUSE: That is so sad.
THUMBELINA: No, it's not true. No!
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Oh, Thumbelina. Forgive me. Sometimes I just blurt things out without thinking. You're still young, though. There'll be another.
THUMBELINA: He was perfect.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Nobody's perfect.
THUMBELINA: Cornelius was the only one...
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Now, put this on. We'll take these corn cakes to Mr. Mole. He lives just down the tunnel.
THUMBELINA: I'd rather not.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: I saved your life this very day and you'd rather not?
THUMBELINA: Very well.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: One more thing is it true that you have a beautiful voice?
THUMBELINA: I don't feel much like singing.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: You must sing for Mr. Mole. He loves sweet things. Come on. Mr. Mole loves his corn cakes.
THUMBELINA: Cornelius was looking for me. That's what must have happened.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Good afternoon, Mr. Mole.
MR. MOLE: Oh, yes. Ms. Fieldmouse? Good afternoon. Lovely day.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: I want you to meet a new friend of mine, Thumbelina.
She just came down from up there.
MR. MOLE: "Up there"? Up there. Terrible place. Mmm. How do you do, Miss Thumbelina? Pleased to make your acquaintance.
THUMBELINA: How do you do, Mr. Mole?
MR. MOLE: Come in. Don't touch anything. These are my things.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: We brought some corn cakes for you. Just you try one, Mr. Mole.
MR. MOLE: Ooh. Mmm. Very nice. Well, tell us about up there. I went up once. Nearly blinded me. Hurried as fast as I could back down where it's dark and decent.
THUMBELINA: Oh. Uh, but... I love the light.
MR. MOLE: I hate it. End of story.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Story.
Thumbelina, tell Mr. Mole a story.
A lovely, sad story.
MR. MOLE: Stand right there, where I can see you.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Oh, I love love stories, don't you?
THUMBELINA: Once upon a time, there was the sun.
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Sing it, Thumbelina. Sing.
MR. MOLE: She sings?
MS. FIELDMOUSE: Shh!
THUMBELINA: Oh. Um... [SINGING] Once there was the sun / Bright and warm and wonderful / Shining like the love within my heart / Now there's no more sun / Winter has killed everything / And although it's dark December / Forever, I'll remember sun.
THUMBELINA: Winter has killed everything, even the sun.
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Watch songs from original soundtrack and other parts of movie
Yer Beautiful, Baby
Marry the Mole
Let Me Be Your Wings
On the Road
Follow Your Heart
Thumbelina part 1
2 meet the prince
3 was stolen away
4 find my way home
5 look what I do
6 down from up there
7 have a story to tell
8 be your only love