Treasure Planet off-screen voiceovers

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NARRATOR: On the clearest of nights,
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SARAH: James Pleiades Hawkins.
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NARRATOR:
...like a Candarian zaftwing
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NARRATOR: Flint's secret trove
was never found,
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NARRATOR: There are nights when
the winds of the Etherium,
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DOPPLER: Um, ahem, pardon me.
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DOPPLER: Really don't know
how you manage it, Sarah.
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PIRATE: Where is it?
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DOPPLER: Don't worry, Sarah.
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DOPPLER:
I just spoke with the constabulary.
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DOPPLER: Flint's trove?
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JIM: Mom, look,
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DOPPLER: Well, uh, ahem...
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DOPPLER: Jim! Oh, Jim! Wait for me!
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ARROW: Stow those casks forward!
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ARROW: Mr. Silver?
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SILVER: Old family recipe.
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SILVER: Morph!
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SILVER: He's a morph.
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-(WHISTLE ON DECK)
-ARROW: Prepare to cast off!
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ARROW: Heave up the braces.
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MORPH: "Nothing but me heart."
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ARROW: What's all this, then?
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SILVER: Well done, Mr. Arrow, sir!
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SILVER: Well,
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DOPPLER: Captain, the last wave!
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SILVER:
You got something to say, Scroop?
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SAILORS: Yeah.
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SCROOP: What was it now?
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ONUS: Land ho!
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DOPPLER: Aah, aah, aah. Oof!
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JIM: Morph, here! Morph!
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SILVER: Morph!
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JIM: Come here, boy. Morph!
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-SILVER: Morphy!
-Morph!
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JIM: B.E.N.? B.E.N.? B.E.N.!
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JIM: B.E.N., I think
you just solved my problem.
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B.E.N.: Pardon the mess, people.
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CAPTAIN AMELIA: Mr. Hawkins,
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SILVER: Stop wastin' your fire!
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JIM: Whoa. What is all this stuff?
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B.E.N.: You mean the miles and miles
of machinery that run
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B.E.N.: Whoops. Okay, don't panic.
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B.E.N.: Laser cannons disconnected,
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SILVER: We're gettin' close, lads.
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SILVER: I'd suggest you get
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JIM: The Lagoon Nebula?
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JIM: A big door,
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ONUS: We are going to need
a bigger boat!
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JIM: Aah!
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B.E.N.: Aloha, Jimmy!
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DOPPLER: Pardon me, Jim,
but didn't that portal open
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B.E.N.: Fifty-eight seconds!
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B.E.N.: Seven,
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SILVER: You done it, Jimmy!
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JIM: You never quit, do you?
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