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The Three Caballeros 2 movie - The Flying Gauchito

who describe the adventures of a little boy from Uruguay and his winged donkey Quotes NARRATOR: By the way, amigo, did you know some birds are skilled craftsmen? DONALD DUCK: Uh-uh. Is that so? NARRATOR: Yes. Quite a builder is the little marrequito. His nest may look haphazard in design, ah, but every single stick and straw is scientifically placed to withstand the stress and strain of, well, almost anything. Literally dotted are the shores of many tropical marshes with the brilliant plumage of the flamingo. And now, Donald, how would you like to hear a story about another bird so amazing you won't believe it. DONALD DUCK: Oh, sure. You bet. NARRATOR:It's a tale told by an old gaucho from Uruguay. Listen. It was early one morning in springtime, just as day was beginning to break. As the sun came up over the... Oh, but I am forgetting my story. It was silent out there on the pampas. Only one little bird was awake. From his nest came the little hornero to see if the... Oh, say, do you know why this bird's called the hornero? DONALD DUCK: No! Uh-uh. Why? NARRATOR: You see, his nest is just like the horno. That's the oven where we bake our bread and our... Oh, oh, oh, you know who that is? That's me, when I was a little gauchito. Many, many years ago, of course. And why was I up so early?
Because I was going out hunting all alone. First I put on my bombachas and tied on my chiripa. Then I slipped into my new botas. And I put my boleadoras where I could reach them in a hurry. Gauchito! Not forgetting my hunting knife. And now I was ready to go. Now, the best place to hunt the wild ostrich is out on the wide open plains on the broad, flat land of the... Flat land? Say, what am I doing here. Oh, now I remember. This day I was hunting for condor birds high up in the mountains. While looking around for the condors, I climbed to the top of a rock. No, come to think of it, it was a tree. Let's see, maybe it was a rock after all. Although I could swear it was a tree. Oh, what's the difference Let it go. Let it go. My sharp eyes soon discovered the nest of a... Psst! Gauchito! The nest. I could tell from the wings he was he was a least five meters from tip to tip. The biggest condor bird in all of... Caramba! What's this? I couldn't believe my eyes. No, it couldn't be. But there it was. I was looking face to face with a flying donkey. The donkey bird didn't seem bashful. He flew right up close to. Quick, Gauchito! Now! Get him, quick! Aha. Got him. Now, now. Easy, easy. This donkey should be worth a fortune. I couldn't let him get away. So I made up my mind that I'd catch him if it took me the rest of. Now I had him! Hold him, Gauchito! Ride him, cowboy! He acted just like he was loco, but I was an expert, of course. He thought he could throw this gauchito, but he soon found out who was the boss. Psst, Gauchito! Who is the boss? I decided to train him for racing far out where nobody could see 'cause I planned to win thousands of pesos for this little burrito and me. I made brilliant plans for the future. We'd live like a couple of kings and I'd be the world's richest gaucho with my hands full of big diamond rings. Ah, macanudo! Okay. This burrito was tame as a kitten. He was learning new tricks every day. You should see how he begged for my mate. He liked it much better than hay. Then we soon fell asleep by the campfire. We both were as tired as could be and tomorrow was very important for little Burrito and me. For this was the day of fiesta. The gauchos were happy and gay. They danced the zamba and gatos and gambled their pesos away. While the crowd sang and danced in the plaza, I just stood in the shade of a tree and watched them toss coins at the sapo. But this game meant nothing to me. Some others were rolling the bochas and betting on games of this kind. But I didn't join in these pastimes. I had something bigger in mind. MAN: Ay, caballo! NARRATOR: The race was about to begin and the grand prize was 1,000 pesos. The gauchos were howling with laughter when they saw us come out on the track. I whispered, Remember the wings, Burrito. Oh-oh-oh-oh! Not yet! Not yet! The gauchos and horses were all on their toes. We were off with the speed of a bullet. We flew down the track like the wind. Every gaucho was, uh! Meanwhile, Burrito and I were, uh, uh, jockeying for position. Gauchito! They went that way. That way. No wonder they laughed. I didn't even look like a jockey. Hey, Gauchito. Come on. Look like a jockey. Pepito, the pride of Mendoza, was setting a furious pace and Fuego, Gordito and Pingo, you never have seen such a race. Now it's Pepito and Fuego. It's Fuego and Pepito. And there comes Gordito on the rail. Do your stuff, kid. No Well, don't wait too long or. Look out! Ah-heh. What did I tell you. Come on, Gauchito. The wings, the wings. Quickly I untied the rope. Come on, come on. Quickly I untied the rope. The knife! The knife! Cortalo, cortalo! And now we go. You should see little Burrito, tearing up the track, so fast you couldn't see us. And now down the home stretch comes Fuego. Now Pepito's ahead on the rail. Here comes Pingo, Gordito and Gato, and Dorado is right on his tail. But where is Burrito! Here comes Burrito! We passed them like they were standing still. And now coming down across the line of finish, it's Burrito, the winner! Well, amigos, it was all over but the shouting I thought. Caramba. The jig was up. And what became of the flying donkey, you ask? Neither him nor me was ever seen again as long as we lived. Adios, amigo. DONALD DUCK: Adios. So long! Good-bye! What's going on here? Presents! Oh, boy! Let me at 'em! Say, what's this? JOSE CARIOCA: Ah, Pato Donald. Or, as you Americans say, what's cookin' DONALD DUCK: Joe Carioca! Well, I'll be doggoned! JOSE CARIOCA: Imagine meeting me here. Donald, have you ever been to Baia? No DONALD DUCK: No, I haven't. JOSE CARIOCA: Ah, Baia. Land of romance, moonlight, music, beautiful girls. Oh, forgive the interruption, Donald. This crazy bird is the aracuan. He's meio maluco, a very stupid fellow. But tell me, Donald, have you ever been to Baia? DONALD DUCK: No, I haven't. JOSE CARIOCA: No! Oh! I am so sorry for you. Ah, Baia. It is like a song in my heart. A song with love and beautiful memories. I close my eyes, and I can see it now. I can see the beautiful twilight in the sky. I can feel the breeze from the bay and I can hear the music, the music of Baia.
 
The Three Caballeros 2 - Brilliant plumage of the flamingo
The Three Caballeros 2 - Brilliant plumage of the flamingo
  Birds called the hornero
Birds called the hornero
  First I put on my bombachas and tied on my chiripa
First I put on my bombachas and tied on my chiripa
 
I was looking face to face with a flying donkey
I was looking face to face with a flying donkey
  No wonder they laughed. I didn't even look like a jockey
No wonder they laughed. I didn't even look like a jockey
  Baia, land of romance moonlight, music, beautiful girls
Baia, land of romance moonlight, music, beautiful girls