_________________________________
MUFASA: Look, Simba.
_________________________________
SARABI: And it's time for yours.
_________________________________
ZAZU: Step lively.
_________________________________
ZAZU: (MUFFLED)
I beg your pardon, madam, but
_________________________________
NALA: It's really creepy.
_________________________________
NALA: Simba!
_________________________________
MUFASA: Zazu.
_________________________________
SIMBA: Come here!
_________________________________
BANZAI: Man, that lousy Mufasa.
I won't be able to sit for a week.
_________________________________
-Well, he started it.
-SHENZI: Look at you guys.
_________________________________
-SHENZI: Yeah.
-I see.
_________________________________
SHENZI: Ooh, it tingles me.
_________________________________
SCAR: You wait here. Your father has
a marvelous surprise for you.
_________________________________
ZAZU: Oh, Scar, this is awful!
_________________________________
MUFASA: Scar!
_________________________________
-SCAR: Brother.
-Brother, help me!
_________________________________
-BANZAI: Hey, boss.
-Oh, what is it this time?
_________________________________
MUFASA: Simba.
_________________________________
MUFASA: Remember.
_________________________________
NALA: Simba, wait up!
_________________________________
MUFASA: Remember.
_________________________________
Tuesday, August 29, 2017
Monday, August 21, 2017
The Jungle Book subtitles voiceovers
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Many strange legends
are told of these jungles of India,
_________________________________
RAMA: But the boy cannot
survive alone in the jungle.
_________________________________
KAA: ...mistake.
_________________________________
MOWGLI: (LAUGHING) Bagheera,
he's got a knot in his tail!
_________________________________
LEADER: To the rear, march!
_________________________________
LEADER: Hup, two, three, four
_________________________________
BALOO: (LAUGHS) You're gettin' it, kid.
_________________________________
BALOO AND KING LOUIE:
I wanna walk like you
_________________________________
BAGHEERA: Baloo.
_________________________________
HATHI: With a military air
_________________________________
HATHI: Oh, absolutely impossible.
_________________________________
BAGHEERA:
But it's an emergency, Colonel.
_________________________________
-The man cub must be found.
-HATHI: Man cub? What man cub?
_________________________________
BAGHEERA: No, no,
you don't understand, Hathi.
_________________________________
HATHI: Our son, alone?
_________________________________
-(TRUMPETING)
-HATHI: Shh!
_________________________________
LIEUTENANT: Yes, sir.
_________________________________
GIRL: (SINGING) My own home
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Many strange legends
are told of these jungles of India,
_________________________________
RAMA: But the boy cannot
survive alone in the jungle.
_________________________________
KAA: ...mistake.
_________________________________
MOWGLI: (LAUGHING) Bagheera,
he's got a knot in his tail!
_________________________________
LEADER: To the rear, march!
_________________________________
LEADER: Hup, two, three, four
_________________________________
BALOO: (LAUGHS) You're gettin' it, kid.
_________________________________
BALOO AND KING LOUIE:
I wanna walk like you
_________________________________
BAGHEERA: Baloo.
_________________________________
HATHI: With a military air
_________________________________
HATHI: Oh, absolutely impossible.
_________________________________
BAGHEERA:
But it's an emergency, Colonel.
_________________________________
-The man cub must be found.
-HATHI: Man cub? What man cub?
_________________________________
BAGHEERA: No, no,
you don't understand, Hathi.
_________________________________
HATHI: Our son, alone?
_________________________________
-(TRUMPETING)
-HATHI: Shh!
_________________________________
LIEUTENANT: Yes, sir.
_________________________________
GIRL: (SINGING) My own home
_________________________________
Friday, August 4, 2017
Cinderella off-screen dialogues
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Once upon a time,
in a faraway land,
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Breakfast time.
Everybody up. Hurry, hurry.
_________________________________
JAQ: Uh-oh, Lucify.
How're we gonna get out?
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Oh, there you are.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Stop that.
Go on, shoo, shoo.
_________________________________
-(BELLS RINGING)
-WOMAN 1: Cinderella!
_________________________________
-WOMAN 1: Cinderella!
-(BELL RINGING)
_________________________________
WOMAN 2: Cinderella!
CINDERELLA: I'm coming.
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Huh. As if you care.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA:
Good morning, Anastasia.
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Well, it's about time.
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER:
Well, come in, child, come in.
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Oh! Oh, Mother.
Oh, Mother!
_________________________________
-Now what did you do?
-ANASTASIA: Oh!
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Cinderella!
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER:
Close the door, Cinderella.
_________________________________
KING: My son has been avoiding his
responsibilities long enough.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: (SINGING) High
_________________________________
-Thank you.
-JAQ: From the King!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Ohhh
_________________________________
-DRIZELLA: It's her fault.
-Girls, girls. Remember,
_________________________________
-That means I can go, too.
-DRIZELLA: Ha!
_________________________________
-Like it.
-GUS: It'll be easy.
_________________________________
-a ruffle, something for a collar...
-DRIZELLA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: And this, too, my slippers.
Don't forget...
_________________________________
-Press my skirt and mind the ruffle.
-STEPMOTHER: Cinderella?
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: I don't see why everyone
else has nice things to wear,
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: You should talk.
These beads!
_________________________________
-Trash.
-ANASTASIA: Oh, I hate this.
_________________________________
-be sure...
-CINDERELLA: Wait!
_________________________________
MOUSE: Oh, looky.
_________________________________
JAQ: Isn't it wonderful?
_________________________________
FAIRY GODMOTHER:
Oh, this really is nice.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Oh, poor Lucifer.
_________________________________
FAIRY GODMOTHER:
But tonight, for a change,
_________________________________
PAGE: Princess Frederica
Eugenie de la Fontain.
_________________________________
PAGE: Mademoiselle Leonora
Mercedes de la Tour.
_________________________________
PAGE: Mademoiselles
Drizella and Anastasia Tremaine.
_________________________________
KING: (CHUCKLES)
That's one thing in her favor.
_________________________________
KING: And remember,
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Nor I.
_________________________________
DUKE: Guard! Guard!
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: I'm sorry.
_________________________________
-Oh, well, it's over and...
-JAQ: Cinderelly.
_________________________________
KING: Well, come in.
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: You clumsy little fool.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: (SOBBING)
Please. Please.
_________________________________
-DRIVER: Whoa.
-(BUGLE SOUNDS)
_________________________________
-I'm so excited, I don't know what I'll do.
-STEPMOTHER: Girls.
_________________________________
-How can she stand there...
-STEPMOTHER: Girls.
_________________________________
DUKE: What? Tea? (YAWNING)
_________________________________
ANASTASIA:
Oh, it's the right foot, but...
_________________________________
-I can get you out.
-CINDERELLA: You've got the key!
_________________________________
-Good day. Good day.
-CINDERELLA: Your Grace?
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Pay no attention.
DRIZELLA: It's Cinderella.
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Once upon a time,
in a faraway land,
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Breakfast time.
Everybody up. Hurry, hurry.
_________________________________
JAQ: Uh-oh, Lucify.
How're we gonna get out?
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Oh, there you are.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Stop that.
Go on, shoo, shoo.
_________________________________
-(BELLS RINGING)
-WOMAN 1: Cinderella!
_________________________________
-WOMAN 1: Cinderella!
-(BELL RINGING)
_________________________________
WOMAN 2: Cinderella!
CINDERELLA: I'm coming.
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Huh. As if you care.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA:
Good morning, Anastasia.
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Well, it's about time.
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER:
Well, come in, child, come in.
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Oh! Oh, Mother.
Oh, Mother!
_________________________________
-Now what did you do?
-ANASTASIA: Oh!
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Cinderella!
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER:
Close the door, Cinderella.
_________________________________
KING: My son has been avoiding his
responsibilities long enough.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: (SINGING) High
_________________________________
-Thank you.
-JAQ: From the King!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Ohhh
_________________________________
-DRIZELLA: It's her fault.
-Girls, girls. Remember,
_________________________________
-That means I can go, too.
-DRIZELLA: Ha!
_________________________________
-Like it.
-GUS: It'll be easy.
_________________________________
-a ruffle, something for a collar...
-DRIZELLA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: Cinderella!
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: And this, too, my slippers.
Don't forget...
_________________________________
-Press my skirt and mind the ruffle.
-STEPMOTHER: Cinderella?
_________________________________
ANASTASIA: I don't see why everyone
else has nice things to wear,
_________________________________
DRIZELLA: You should talk.
These beads!
_________________________________
-Trash.
-ANASTASIA: Oh, I hate this.
_________________________________
-be sure...
-CINDERELLA: Wait!
_________________________________
MOUSE: Oh, looky.
_________________________________
JAQ: Isn't it wonderful?
_________________________________
FAIRY GODMOTHER:
Oh, this really is nice.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: Oh, poor Lucifer.
_________________________________
FAIRY GODMOTHER:
But tonight, for a change,
_________________________________
PAGE: Princess Frederica
Eugenie de la Fontain.
_________________________________
PAGE: Mademoiselle Leonora
Mercedes de la Tour.
_________________________________
PAGE: Mademoiselles
Drizella and Anastasia Tremaine.
_________________________________
KING: (CHUCKLES)
That's one thing in her favor.
_________________________________
KING: And remember,
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Nor I.
_________________________________
DUKE: Guard! Guard!
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: I'm sorry.
_________________________________
-Oh, well, it's over and...
-JAQ: Cinderelly.
_________________________________
KING: Well, come in.
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: You clumsy little fool.
_________________________________
CINDERELLA: (SOBBING)
Please. Please.
_________________________________
-DRIVER: Whoa.
-(BUGLE SOUNDS)
_________________________________
-I'm so excited, I don't know what I'll do.
-STEPMOTHER: Girls.
_________________________________
-How can she stand there...
-STEPMOTHER: Girls.
_________________________________
DUKE: What? Tea? (YAWNING)
_________________________________
ANASTASIA:
Oh, it's the right foot, but...
_________________________________
-I can get you out.
-CINDERELLA: You've got the key!
_________________________________
-Good day. Good day.
-CINDERELLA: Your Grace?
_________________________________
STEPMOTHER: Pay no attention.
DRIZELLA: It's Cinderella.
_________________________________
Wednesday, August 2, 2017
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs off-screen voiceovers
_________________________________
PRINCE: (SINGING)
Now that I've found you
_________________________________
DOC: The door is open.
HAPPY: The chimney's smoking.
_________________________________
-DOC: Something's in there.
-Maybe a ghost.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
And you're, you're Bashful.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
And you, you're Sleepy.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
You mean he can't talk?
_________________________________
DOC: Snow White?
ALL: The Princess?
_________________________________
HAPPY: Who will?
DOC: Yes, who?
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE: Uh-uh, uh-uh!
_________________________________
DOC: Courage, men, courage.
_________________________________
-DOC: Hey, steady, men.
-We'll get him there. We'll get him.
_________________________________
HAPPY: Never say die. Never say die.
_________________________________
GRUMPY: You don't...
_________________________________
DOC: Now, scrub good and hard
It can't be denied
_________________________________
BASHFUL: Ain't he sweet?
_________________________________
DOC: Now don't you worry about us.
_________________________________
HAPPY: We'll be all right, ma'am.
DOC: Go right on up now, my dear.
_________________________________
-I saw it first!
-DOC: Now, men, don't get excited.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE: Bless the seven little
men who have been so kind to me.
_________________________________
-'Tain't natural.
-DOC: There's something wrong.
_________________________________
PRINCE: (SINGING) On song
_________________________________
PRINCE: I have but one song
_________________________________
PRINCE: One heart
_________________________________
PRINCE: That has possessed me
_________________________________
PRINCE: (SINGING)
Now that I've found you
_________________________________
DOC: The door is open.
HAPPY: The chimney's smoking.
_________________________________
-DOC: Something's in there.
-Maybe a ghost.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
And you're, you're Bashful.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
And you, you're Sleepy.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE:
You mean he can't talk?
_________________________________
DOC: Snow White?
ALL: The Princess?
_________________________________
HAPPY: Who will?
DOC: Yes, who?
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE: Uh-uh, uh-uh!
_________________________________
DOC: Courage, men, courage.
_________________________________
-DOC: Hey, steady, men.
-We'll get him there. We'll get him.
_________________________________
HAPPY: Never say die. Never say die.
_________________________________
GRUMPY: You don't...
_________________________________
DOC: Now, scrub good and hard
It can't be denied
_________________________________
BASHFUL: Ain't he sweet?
_________________________________
DOC: Now don't you worry about us.
_________________________________
HAPPY: We'll be all right, ma'am.
DOC: Go right on up now, my dear.
_________________________________
-I saw it first!
-DOC: Now, men, don't get excited.
_________________________________
SNOW WHITE: Bless the seven little
men who have been so kind to me.
_________________________________
-'Tain't natural.
-DOC: There's something wrong.
_________________________________
PRINCE: (SINGING) On song
_________________________________
PRINCE: I have but one song
_________________________________
PRINCE: One heart
_________________________________
PRINCE: That has possessed me
_________________________________
Saturday, July 15, 2017
Bambi off-screen voiceovers
_________________________________
THUMPER: Wake up.
_________________________________
-(GROANING) What now?
-THUMPER: Wake up, Friend Owl.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 1: Well, look.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 2: Well.
ANIMAL 3: Isn't he cute?
_________________________________
ANIMAL 1: Yes, congratulations.
ANIMAL 2: Congratulations.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 3: Hello. Hello, there.
_________________________________
-ANIMAL 1: Hello, little prince.
-Hello. Hello, there.
_________________________________
FRIEND OWL: Come on. (SHOOING)
_________________________________
MRS. HARE:
Thumper. Come on.
_________________________________
MRS. POSSUM:
Good morning, young prince.
_________________________________
MRS. HARE: Thumper.
_________________________________
RABBITS: Good morning, Prince Bambi.
_________________________________
MRS. HARE:
Good morning, young prince.
_________________________________
MRS. HARE: Thumper.
_________________________________
ENA: Well, maybe he wouldn't be
if you'd say hello.
_________________________________
THUMPER: Hiya, Bambi.
_________________________________
THUMPER: Hello, Bambi.
_________________________________
GREAT PRINCE: It is Man.
_________________________________
GREAT PRINCE: Get up, Bambi.
_________________________________
FALINE: Bambi.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 1: Oh. Well.
_________________________________
THUMPER: Wake up.
_________________________________
-(GROANING) What now?
-THUMPER: Wake up, Friend Owl.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 1: Well, look.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 2: Well.
ANIMAL 3: Isn't he cute?
_________________________________
ANIMAL 1: Yes, congratulations.
ANIMAL 2: Congratulations.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 3: Hello. Hello, there.
_________________________________
-ANIMAL 1: Hello, little prince.
-Hello. Hello, there.
_________________________________
FRIEND OWL: Come on. (SHOOING)
_________________________________
MRS. HARE:
Thumper. Come on.
_________________________________
MRS. POSSUM:
Good morning, young prince.
_________________________________
MRS. HARE: Thumper.
_________________________________
RABBITS: Good morning, Prince Bambi.
_________________________________
MRS. HARE:
Good morning, young prince.
_________________________________
MRS. HARE: Thumper.
_________________________________
ENA: Well, maybe he wouldn't be
if you'd say hello.
_________________________________
THUMPER: Hiya, Bambi.
_________________________________
THUMPER: Hello, Bambi.
_________________________________
GREAT PRINCE: It is Man.
_________________________________
GREAT PRINCE: Get up, Bambi.
_________________________________
FALINE: Bambi.
_________________________________
ANIMAL 1: Oh. Well.
_________________________________
Friday, June 16, 2017
Cars subtitles off-screen voiceovers
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Okay... Here we go. Focus.
_________________________________
MACK: Hey, Lightning! You ready?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready.
_________________________________
BOB:
Welcome back to the Dinoco 400.
_________________________________
BOB: Three cars are tied
for the season points lead,
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's been Dinoco's
golden boy for years!
_________________________________
BOB: And, as always, in the
second place spot we find Chick Hicks.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Chick thought
this was his year.
_________________________________
BOB: You know, I don't think
anybody expected this.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Will he be the first rookie
to win a Piston Cup and land Dinoco?
_________________________________
BOB: The legend, the runner-up,
and the rookie!
_________________________________
FEMALE: I love you, Lightning!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Trouble, turn three!
_________________________________
-Get through that, McQueen.
-BOB: Hugh crash behind the leaders!
_________________________________
BOB: Wait a second, Darrell.
McQueen is in the wreckage.
_________________________________
DARRELL: There's no way the rookie
can make it through!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Look at that!
McQueen made it through!
_________________________________
BOB: A spectacular move
by Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
BOB: While everyone
heads into the pits,
_________________________________
-McQueen made it!
-CHICK: What?
_________________________________
DARRELL: The rookie fired his
crew chief. The third this season!
_________________________________
-BOB: Says he likes working alone.
-Go, go!
_________________________________
-No, no, no, no! No tires, just gas!
-CHUCK: What?
_________________________________
DARRELL: Looks like its'
gas-and-go's for McQueen today.
_________________________________
BOB: Right. No tires again.
_________________________________
DARRELL: That's a short-term gain,
long-term loss,
_________________________________
BOB: This is it, Darrell.
_________________________________
DARRELL: No! McQueen's blown a tire!
_________________________________
BOB: And with only one turn to go!
Can he make it?
_________________________________
MALE: McQueen's blown a tire!
He's blown a tire!
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's lost another tire!
_________________________________
-King and Chick come up fast!
-BOB: They're entering turn three!
_________________________________
BOB: The King and Chick
rounding turn four.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Down the stretch they come!
And it's, and it's...
_________________________________
BOB: The most spectacular, amazing...
DARRELL: I don't believe it!
_________________________________
MALE 1: That's very close to call.
MALE 2: Can we play that again?
_________________________________
-POLICE: Okay, girls, that's it.
-We love you, Lightning!
_________________________________
-(FANFARE)
-BOB: Ladies and gentlemen,
_________________________________
BOB: ...we have a three-way tie.
_________________________________
BOB: Piston Cup officials
have determined that a tiebreaker race
_________________________________
MALE: Yep! All right! Got it!
_________________________________
MALE 1: But remember,
all that salt and grime...
_________________________________
DUSTY: Get your rear end in here.
_________________________________
MALE 2: Lightning McQueen
you are wicked fast!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Give me a little room.
-You're my hero!
_________________________________
MALE: Free Bird!
_________________________________
HARV: Is this Lightning McQueen,
the world's fastest racing machine?
_________________________________
HARV: And it is such an honor
to be your agent
_________________________________
HARV: Listen, they're giving you 20
tickets for the tiebreaker thing in Cali.
_________________________________
HARV: Okay, I get it, Mr. Popular.
_________________________________
HARV: Okay, I gotta jump, kid.
Let me know how it goes. I'm out.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: What? A minivan?
_________________________________
MACK: (GROANS)
All those sleeping trucks.
_________________________________
PETERBILT:
Turn on your lights, you moron!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: No!
-Hey!
_________________________________
MALE 1: Is it true
he's gonna pose for Cargirl?
_________________________________
MALE 2: What's your strategy?
_________________________________
-McQueen was reported missing
-MALE 3: ...to race an unprecedented...
_________________________________
MALE 4: Sponsor stated
they have no idea where he is.
_________________________________
-What's going on here? Please!
-MATER: (CHUCKLING) You're funny.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Oh, great. Just great!
_________________________________
MATER: Well, if you think that's great,
you should see the rest of the town.
_________________________________
-Cool!
-SHERIFF: Mater!
_________________________________
SHERIFF: The Radiator Springs
Traffic Court will come to order!
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Fascist!
SARGE: Commie!
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-HUDSON: All right,
_________________________________
-What the? Ow! Oh!
-McQUEEN: Ka-chow!
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Nice ruling.
_________________________________
MATER: Holy shoot!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Freedom!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Hey! Hey, big fella!
Yeah, you in the red!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: What?
-Luigi follow only the Ferraris.
_________________________________
SALLY: Customers.
_________________________________
-SALLY: Okay!
-Customers?
_________________________________
SALLY: Been a long time.
Remember what we rehearsed.
_________________________________
-Honey, please.
-SALLY: Hello.
_________________________________
VAN: Okay! Yes. You bet.
_________________________________
-(LOCKS BEEPING)
-McQUEEN: No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
_________________________________
MALE DJ: We'll be back
for our Hank Williams marathon...
_________________________________
KORI: Still no sign
of Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
CHICK: It's nice to get out here
before the other competitors.
_________________________________
MATER: Whee-hoo!
I'm the first one on the new road!
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Gentlemen,
this will be a one-lap race.
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Gentlemen,
_________________________________
HUDSON: Oh, just in case.
_________________________________
-Ow!
-FILLMORE: Bad trip, man.
_________________________________
HUDSON: You drive like you fix roads.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: No, thank you.
-How 'bout some organic fuel?
_________________________________
-That freak juice?
-McQUEEN: Pass.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Radiator Springs,
a happy place!
_________________________________
MATER: Mornin', Sally!
_________________________________
SALLY: Yes! Uh, amazing!
_________________________________
-Well, then let's cruise, baby.
-RAMONE: Low and slow.
_________________________________
-SALLY: Ah!
-Guido!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: No, no, no, no! Oh, great.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Turn right to go left.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Oh!
-(CAR CRASHING)
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Ow! Oh, that...
-(CACTUS CRASHING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (SCREAMING) Ow!
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-SHERIFF: Mater!
_________________________________
FLO: Oh, would you look at that?
_________________________________
LUIGI: Then Luigi make you
a new, new, deal.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: No, no, no, no.
Deal me out. Pass. No, thank you.
_________________________________
-No! No!
-SALLY: On the hood right there.
_________________________________
SALLY: It's newly refurbished.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (CHUCKLES) Yeah,
it's like a clever little twist.
_________________________________
MATER: Tractor-tippin's fun.
McQUEEN: This is ridiculous.
_________________________________
-(TRACTORS SNORE)
-MATER: All right, listen.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (WHISPERING) Mater!
_________________________________
-MATER: Here he comes, look out!
-(BELLOWING)
_________________________________
MATER: Tomorrow night we can
go look for the ghostlight!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: I can't wait, Mater.
_________________________________
MATER: Oh, yeah, I'm tellin' ya!
_________________________________
MATER: Yes, you do.
McQUEEN: No way.
_________________________________
-MATER: Way.
-Come on, look...
_________________________________
McQUEEN: What are you doing?
Watch out! Look out!
_________________________________
-Did you mean it?
-McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Good night.
-Good night.
_________________________________
-Hey, what are you doin'?
-SHERIFF: Get a good peek, city boy?
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Hope you enjoyed the show!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Three Piston Cups?
_________________________________
-HUDSON: Sign says stay out.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: You have three
Piston Cups. How could you have...
_________________________________
-RAMONE: Yellow, baby.
-Mmm. You smokin' hot!
_________________________________
RAMONE: I think he needs
a new coat of poly, man.
_________________________________
-MATER: Are you sick, buddy?
-You are looking' peaked.
_________________________________
-SHERIFF: Hey! What are you doin'?
-It's okay. You can trust me, right?
_________________________________
-SALLY: Come on, let's take a drive.
-A drive?
_________________________________
FLO: Mmm-hmm!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Wow. What is this place?
_________________________________
SALLY: (SIGHING) Yeah, imagine.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Look, they're drivin' right by.
_________________________________
SALLY: Well, it didn't
used to be that way.
_________________________________
SALLY: Yeah. Back then,
_________________________________
MALE 1: Mornin'!
MALE 2: Nice day, huh?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: How great
would it have been
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Mater!
MATER: I wasn't tractor-tippin'!
_________________________________
-MATER: Whoa, boy!
-Hey! Hey, guys!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: There's one goin' this way.
_________________________________
MATER: Giddup right in there!
Come on, Rusty.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Right.
_________________________________
-Hey, look, Doc, I'm not them.
-HUDSON: Oh, yeah?
_________________________________
SARGE: Will you turn that
disrespectful junk off?
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Respect the classics, man.
_________________________________
MATER: He's done.
_________________________________
-...can get me to California.
-GUIDO: Peet stop?
_________________________________
-Would you look at that!
-LUIGI: Our first customer in years!
_________________________________
-(SCOFFS)
-McQUEEN: Oh, don't forget the spare.
_________________________________
RAMONE: Ah, yeah.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Ka-chow.
_________________________________
-Here she comes!
-McQUEEN: Places, everybody. Hurry!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Act natural.
-(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
-Of course, Mater.
-SHERIFF: Uh-uh-uh!
_________________________________
SALLY: (GASPS) Customers?
_________________________________
-Did you have a nervous breakdown?
-McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
REPORTER 1: McQueen's
wearing whitewalls!
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Your tires balding?
SALLY: McQueen!
_________________________________
REPORTER 3: Was McQueen
your prisoner?
_________________________________
REPORTER 4: Come on,
give us some bolt!
_________________________________
-Mack?
-MACK: You're here! I can't believe it!
_________________________________
HARV: Is that the world's
fastest racing machine?
_________________________________
-REPORTER 1: Show us the bolt!
-Get back, you oil-thirsty parasites!
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Where's the old
McQueen?
_________________________________
-Harv! Harv!
-REPORTER 3: Give us the bolt!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Harv?
REPORTER 3: Come on!
_________________________________
HARV: Kid, I'm over here!
_________________________________
HARV: My star client disappears
off the face of the earth!
_________________________________
-You know Route 66? It' still here!
-HARV: Yeah, that's great kid.
_________________________________
HARV: Bingo. In fact, check out
what's on the plasma right now.
_________________________________
-MALE: Show us the thunder!
-You want thunder?
_________________________________
-Hey, that's my bit!
-HARV: You've gotta get to Cali, pronto!
_________________________________
HARV: No, wait. Where are you goin'?
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: I know, but...
-Good luck in California.
_________________________________
-MALE: McQueen, come on!
-Sally...
_________________________________
HARV: Come on, get in the trailer.
MALE: Where's the old McQueen?
_________________________________
HARV: That's it. That's right, let's go!
_________________________________
REPORTER: Hey, guys!
McQueen's leavin' in the truck!
_________________________________
BOB: Hello, race fans. Welcome
to what has become, quite simply,
_________________________________
DARRELL: There's a crowd
of nearly 200,000 cars
_________________________________
BOB: The King, Chick Hicks
and Lightning McQueen
_________________________________
BOB: In fact, the country
has almost shut down
_________________________________
MIA: He's hot!
_________________________________
GUARD: Sorry, pal.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Okay, here we go.
Focus. Speed.
_________________________________
-(KNOCK ON DOOR)
-MACK: Lightnin'! You ready?
_________________________________
BOB: And there he is,
Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Wearin' whitewall tires,
of all things.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Boogity, boogity, boogity,
boys! Let's go racin'!
_________________________________
BOB: Fifty laps down, and The King
is still holding a slim lead.
_________________________________
DARRELL: McQueen's got a run
on him! He's lookin' to the inside!
_________________________________
BOB: Chick's not
making it easy on him today.
_________________________________
DARRELL: He lost momentum,
_________________________________
BOB: McQueen spins out in the infield!
_________________________________
-(GROANS)
-MACK: Hey, kid,
_________________________________
HUDSON: I didn't come all this way
to see you quit.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Doc?
-(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
BOB: It appears McQueen
has got himself a pit crew.
_________________________________
BOB: Wow, this is history in the making.
_________________________________
BOB: McQueen passes on the inside!
DARRELL: He's nearly a lap down.
_________________________________
BOB: Can he catch up to them
with only 60 laps to go?
_________________________________
-Ah!
-BOB: What a move by McQueen!
_________________________________
CHICK: Oh! (GRUNTING)
_________________________________
MACK: We gotta get him
back out there fast
_________________________________
DARRELL: I don't believe it!
_________________________________
BOB: That was
the fastest pit stop I've ever seen!
_________________________________
DARRELL: It was a great stop,
but he's still gotta beat that pace car!
_________________________________
BOB: It's gonna be close.
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's back in!
_________________________________
BOB: This is it. We're heading into
the final lap
_________________________________
BOB: McQueen's going inside!
_________________________________
-Chick and King are loose!
-DARRELL: I think McQueen's out!
_________________________________
DARRELL: McQueen saved it!
BOB: He's back on the track!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Lightning McQueen
is gonna win the Piston Cup!
_________________________________
FLO: What's he up to, Doc?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: It's just an empty cup.
_________________________________
BOB: Darrell, is pushing
on the last lap legal?
_________________________________
DUSTY: He was so rusty,
when he drove down the street,
_________________________________
McQUEEN: I'm gonna stick with them.
_________________________________
LUIGI: I think it's about-a
time we redecorate.
_________________________________
SCHUMACHER: Ciao.
_________________________________
MATER: All right, everybody,
please keep together now.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Whoo! Whoo!
HUDSON: Yeah!
_________________________________
HUDSON: Not all my tricks, rookie!
_________________________________
WOODY CAR: Oh, yeah?
Well, good riddance, you loony!
_________________________________
FLIK CAR: Just get in there.
Go! Go, go, go!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Okay... Here we go. Focus.
_________________________________
MACK: Hey, Lightning! You ready?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready.
_________________________________
BOB:
Welcome back to the Dinoco 400.
_________________________________
BOB: Three cars are tied
for the season points lead,
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's been Dinoco's
golden boy for years!
_________________________________
BOB: And, as always, in the
second place spot we find Chick Hicks.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Chick thought
this was his year.
_________________________________
BOB: You know, I don't think
anybody expected this.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Will he be the first rookie
to win a Piston Cup and land Dinoco?
_________________________________
BOB: The legend, the runner-up,
and the rookie!
_________________________________
FEMALE: I love you, Lightning!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Trouble, turn three!
_________________________________
-Get through that, McQueen.
-BOB: Hugh crash behind the leaders!
_________________________________
BOB: Wait a second, Darrell.
McQueen is in the wreckage.
_________________________________
DARRELL: There's no way the rookie
can make it through!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Look at that!
McQueen made it through!
_________________________________
BOB: A spectacular move
by Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
BOB: While everyone
heads into the pits,
_________________________________
-McQueen made it!
-CHICK: What?
_________________________________
DARRELL: The rookie fired his
crew chief. The third this season!
_________________________________
-BOB: Says he likes working alone.
-Go, go!
_________________________________
-No, no, no, no! No tires, just gas!
-CHUCK: What?
_________________________________
DARRELL: Looks like its'
gas-and-go's for McQueen today.
_________________________________
BOB: Right. No tires again.
_________________________________
DARRELL: That's a short-term gain,
long-term loss,
_________________________________
BOB: This is it, Darrell.
_________________________________
DARRELL: No! McQueen's blown a tire!
_________________________________
BOB: And with only one turn to go!
Can he make it?
_________________________________
MALE: McQueen's blown a tire!
He's blown a tire!
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's lost another tire!
_________________________________
-King and Chick come up fast!
-BOB: They're entering turn three!
_________________________________
BOB: The King and Chick
rounding turn four.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Down the stretch they come!
And it's, and it's...
_________________________________
BOB: The most spectacular, amazing...
DARRELL: I don't believe it!
_________________________________
MALE 1: That's very close to call.
MALE 2: Can we play that again?
_________________________________
-POLICE: Okay, girls, that's it.
-We love you, Lightning!
_________________________________
-(FANFARE)
-BOB: Ladies and gentlemen,
_________________________________
BOB: ...we have a three-way tie.
_________________________________
BOB: Piston Cup officials
have determined that a tiebreaker race
_________________________________
MALE: Yep! All right! Got it!
_________________________________
MALE 1: But remember,
all that salt and grime...
_________________________________
DUSTY: Get your rear end in here.
_________________________________
MALE 2: Lightning McQueen
you are wicked fast!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Give me a little room.
-You're my hero!
_________________________________
MALE: Free Bird!
_________________________________
HARV: Is this Lightning McQueen,
the world's fastest racing machine?
_________________________________
HARV: And it is such an honor
to be your agent
_________________________________
HARV: Listen, they're giving you 20
tickets for the tiebreaker thing in Cali.
_________________________________
HARV: Okay, I get it, Mr. Popular.
_________________________________
HARV: Okay, I gotta jump, kid.
Let me know how it goes. I'm out.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: What? A minivan?
_________________________________
MACK: (GROANS)
All those sleeping trucks.
_________________________________
PETERBILT:
Turn on your lights, you moron!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: No!
-Hey!
_________________________________
MALE 1: Is it true
he's gonna pose for Cargirl?
_________________________________
MALE 2: What's your strategy?
_________________________________
-McQueen was reported missing
-MALE 3: ...to race an unprecedented...
_________________________________
MALE 4: Sponsor stated
they have no idea where he is.
_________________________________
-What's going on here? Please!
-MATER: (CHUCKLING) You're funny.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Oh, great. Just great!
_________________________________
MATER: Well, if you think that's great,
you should see the rest of the town.
_________________________________
-Cool!
-SHERIFF: Mater!
_________________________________
SHERIFF: The Radiator Springs
Traffic Court will come to order!
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Fascist!
SARGE: Commie!
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-HUDSON: All right,
_________________________________
-What the? Ow! Oh!
-McQUEEN: Ka-chow!
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Nice ruling.
_________________________________
MATER: Holy shoot!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Freedom!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Hey! Hey, big fella!
Yeah, you in the red!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: What?
-Luigi follow only the Ferraris.
_________________________________
SALLY: Customers.
_________________________________
-SALLY: Okay!
-Customers?
_________________________________
SALLY: Been a long time.
Remember what we rehearsed.
_________________________________
-Honey, please.
-SALLY: Hello.
_________________________________
VAN: Okay! Yes. You bet.
_________________________________
-(LOCKS BEEPING)
-McQUEEN: No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
_________________________________
MALE DJ: We'll be back
for our Hank Williams marathon...
_________________________________
KORI: Still no sign
of Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
CHICK: It's nice to get out here
before the other competitors.
_________________________________
MATER: Whee-hoo!
I'm the first one on the new road!
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Gentlemen,
this will be a one-lap race.
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Gentlemen,
_________________________________
HUDSON: Oh, just in case.
_________________________________
-Ow!
-FILLMORE: Bad trip, man.
_________________________________
HUDSON: You drive like you fix roads.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: No, thank you.
-How 'bout some organic fuel?
_________________________________
-That freak juice?
-McQUEEN: Pass.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Radiator Springs,
a happy place!
_________________________________
MATER: Mornin', Sally!
_________________________________
SALLY: Yes! Uh, amazing!
_________________________________
-Well, then let's cruise, baby.
-RAMONE: Low and slow.
_________________________________
-SALLY: Ah!
-Guido!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: No, no, no, no! Oh, great.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Turn right to go left.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Oh!
-(CAR CRASHING)
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Ow! Oh, that...
-(CACTUS CRASHING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (SCREAMING) Ow!
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-SHERIFF: Mater!
_________________________________
FLO: Oh, would you look at that?
_________________________________
LUIGI: Then Luigi make you
a new, new, deal.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: No, no, no, no.
Deal me out. Pass. No, thank you.
_________________________________
-No! No!
-SALLY: On the hood right there.
_________________________________
SALLY: It's newly refurbished.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (CHUCKLES) Yeah,
it's like a clever little twist.
_________________________________
MATER: Tractor-tippin's fun.
McQUEEN: This is ridiculous.
_________________________________
-(TRACTORS SNORE)
-MATER: All right, listen.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (WHISPERING) Mater!
_________________________________
-MATER: Here he comes, look out!
-(BELLOWING)
_________________________________
MATER: Tomorrow night we can
go look for the ghostlight!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: I can't wait, Mater.
_________________________________
MATER: Oh, yeah, I'm tellin' ya!
_________________________________
MATER: Yes, you do.
McQUEEN: No way.
_________________________________
-MATER: Way.
-Come on, look...
_________________________________
McQUEEN: What are you doing?
Watch out! Look out!
_________________________________
-Did you mean it?
-McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Good night.
-Good night.
_________________________________
-Hey, what are you doin'?
-SHERIFF: Get a good peek, city boy?
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Hope you enjoyed the show!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Three Piston Cups?
_________________________________
-HUDSON: Sign says stay out.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: You have three
Piston Cups. How could you have...
_________________________________
-RAMONE: Yellow, baby.
-Mmm. You smokin' hot!
_________________________________
RAMONE: I think he needs
a new coat of poly, man.
_________________________________
-MATER: Are you sick, buddy?
-You are looking' peaked.
_________________________________
-SHERIFF: Hey! What are you doin'?
-It's okay. You can trust me, right?
_________________________________
-SALLY: Come on, let's take a drive.
-A drive?
_________________________________
FLO: Mmm-hmm!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Wow. What is this place?
_________________________________
SALLY: (SIGHING) Yeah, imagine.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Look, they're drivin' right by.
_________________________________
SALLY: Well, it didn't
used to be that way.
_________________________________
SALLY: Yeah. Back then,
_________________________________
MALE 1: Mornin'!
MALE 2: Nice day, huh?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: How great
would it have been
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Mater!
MATER: I wasn't tractor-tippin'!
_________________________________
-MATER: Whoa, boy!
-Hey! Hey, guys!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: There's one goin' this way.
_________________________________
MATER: Giddup right in there!
Come on, Rusty.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Right.
_________________________________
-Hey, look, Doc, I'm not them.
-HUDSON: Oh, yeah?
_________________________________
SARGE: Will you turn that
disrespectful junk off?
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Respect the classics, man.
_________________________________
MATER: He's done.
_________________________________
-...can get me to California.
-GUIDO: Peet stop?
_________________________________
-Would you look at that!
-LUIGI: Our first customer in years!
_________________________________
-(SCOFFS)
-McQUEEN: Oh, don't forget the spare.
_________________________________
RAMONE: Ah, yeah.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Ka-chow.
_________________________________
-Here she comes!
-McQUEEN: Places, everybody. Hurry!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Act natural.
-(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
-Of course, Mater.
-SHERIFF: Uh-uh-uh!
_________________________________
SALLY: (GASPS) Customers?
_________________________________
-Did you have a nervous breakdown?
-McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
REPORTER 1: McQueen's
wearing whitewalls!
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Your tires balding?
SALLY: McQueen!
_________________________________
REPORTER 3: Was McQueen
your prisoner?
_________________________________
REPORTER 4: Come on,
give us some bolt!
_________________________________
-Mack?
-MACK: You're here! I can't believe it!
_________________________________
HARV: Is that the world's
fastest racing machine?
_________________________________
-REPORTER 1: Show us the bolt!
-Get back, you oil-thirsty parasites!
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Where's the old
McQueen?
_________________________________
-Harv! Harv!
-REPORTER 3: Give us the bolt!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Harv?
REPORTER 3: Come on!
_________________________________
HARV: Kid, I'm over here!
_________________________________
HARV: My star client disappears
off the face of the earth!
_________________________________
-You know Route 66? It' still here!
-HARV: Yeah, that's great kid.
_________________________________
HARV: Bingo. In fact, check out
what's on the plasma right now.
_________________________________
-MALE: Show us the thunder!
-You want thunder?
_________________________________
-Hey, that's my bit!
-HARV: You've gotta get to Cali, pronto!
_________________________________
HARV: No, wait. Where are you goin'?
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: I know, but...
-Good luck in California.
_________________________________
-MALE: McQueen, come on!
-Sally...
_________________________________
HARV: Come on, get in the trailer.
MALE: Where's the old McQueen?
_________________________________
HARV: That's it. That's right, let's go!
_________________________________
REPORTER: Hey, guys!
McQueen's leavin' in the truck!
_________________________________
BOB: Hello, race fans. Welcome
to what has become, quite simply,
_________________________________
DARRELL: There's a crowd
of nearly 200,000 cars
_________________________________
BOB: The King, Chick Hicks
and Lightning McQueen
_________________________________
BOB: In fact, the country
has almost shut down
_________________________________
MIA: He's hot!
_________________________________
GUARD: Sorry, pal.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Okay, here we go.
Focus. Speed.
_________________________________
-(KNOCK ON DOOR)
-MACK: Lightnin'! You ready?
_________________________________
BOB: And there he is,
Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Wearin' whitewall tires,
of all things.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Boogity, boogity, boogity,
boys! Let's go racin'!
_________________________________
BOB: Fifty laps down, and The King
is still holding a slim lead.
_________________________________
DARRELL: McQueen's got a run
on him! He's lookin' to the inside!
_________________________________
BOB: Chick's not
making it easy on him today.
_________________________________
DARRELL: He lost momentum,
_________________________________
BOB: McQueen spins out in the infield!
_________________________________
-(GROANS)
-MACK: Hey, kid,
_________________________________
HUDSON: I didn't come all this way
to see you quit.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Doc?
-(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
BOB: It appears McQueen
has got himself a pit crew.
_________________________________
BOB: Wow, this is history in the making.
_________________________________
BOB: McQueen passes on the inside!
DARRELL: He's nearly a lap down.
_________________________________
BOB: Can he catch up to them
with only 60 laps to go?
_________________________________
-Ah!
-BOB: What a move by McQueen!
_________________________________
CHICK: Oh! (GRUNTING)
_________________________________
MACK: We gotta get him
back out there fast
_________________________________
DARRELL: I don't believe it!
_________________________________
BOB: That was
the fastest pit stop I've ever seen!
_________________________________
DARRELL: It was a great stop,
but he's still gotta beat that pace car!
_________________________________
BOB: It's gonna be close.
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's back in!
_________________________________
BOB: This is it. We're heading into
the final lap
_________________________________
BOB: McQueen's going inside!
_________________________________
-Chick and King are loose!
-DARRELL: I think McQueen's out!
_________________________________
DARRELL: McQueen saved it!
BOB: He's back on the track!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Lightning McQueen
is gonna win the Piston Cup!
_________________________________
FLO: What's he up to, Doc?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: It's just an empty cup.
_________________________________
BOB: Darrell, is pushing
on the last lap legal?
_________________________________
DUSTY: He was so rusty,
when he drove down the street,
_________________________________
McQUEEN: I'm gonna stick with them.
_________________________________
LUIGI: I think it's about-a
time we redecorate.
_________________________________
SCHUMACHER: Ciao.
_________________________________
MATER: All right, everybody,
please keep together now.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Whoo! Whoo!
HUDSON: Yeah!
_________________________________
HUDSON: Not all my tricks, rookie!
_________________________________
WOODY CAR: Oh, yeah?
Well, good riddance, you loony!
_________________________________
FLIK CAR: Just get in there.
Go! Go, go, go!
_________________________________
Tuesday, March 7, 2017
Moana off-screen voiceovers
_________________________________
GRAMMA: In the beginning...
_________________________________
TUI: As long as we stay
on our very safe island...
_________________________________
GRAMMA: The legends are true.
_________________________________
TUI: Mother, Motunui, is paradise.
_________________________________
TUI: Moana!
_________________________________
MOANA: Fixed!
_________________________________
VILLAGER: Ow! Ow! Ow!
_________________________________
FISHERMAN: Chief?
_________________________________
TUI:
Have you tried using a different bait?
_________________________________
FISHERMAN: I don't think it's the bait.
_________________________________
TUI: Of course, I understand
you have reason for concern.
_________________________________
GRAMMA: When I die...
_________________________________
MOANA: What's in there?
_________________________________
VILLAGER 1: The crops
are turning black.
_________________________________
VILLAGER 2: What about the fish?
_________________________________
VILLAGER 3:
This is happening all over the island.
_________________________________
TUI: What can be done?
_________________________________
MOANA: No, no!
_________________________________
MOANA: Yeah!
_________________________________
-TUI: Moana!
-Dad?
_________________________________
SINA: Moana!
_________________________________
MAUI: Enjoy your beauty rest?
_________________________________
MAUI: Hey, crab cake!
_________________________________
-MOANA: Hey!
-Huh?
_________________________________
MAUI: I wasn't born a demigod.
_________________________________
GRAMMA: You're a long ways
past the reef.
_________________________________
MAUI: Te Ka!
_________________________________
MALE VILLAGER: She's back!
_________________________________
-FEMALE VILLAGER: Moana!
-(PUA SQUEALING)
_________________________________
MOANA: Pua!
_________________________________
GRAMMA: In the beginning...
_________________________________
TUI: As long as we stay
on our very safe island...
_________________________________
GRAMMA: The legends are true.
_________________________________
TUI: Mother, Motunui, is paradise.
_________________________________
TUI: Moana!
_________________________________
MOANA: Fixed!
_________________________________
VILLAGER: Ow! Ow! Ow!
_________________________________
FISHERMAN: Chief?
_________________________________
TUI:
Have you tried using a different bait?
_________________________________
FISHERMAN: I don't think it's the bait.
_________________________________
TUI: Of course, I understand
you have reason for concern.
_________________________________
GRAMMA: When I die...
_________________________________
MOANA: What's in there?
_________________________________
VILLAGER 1: The crops
are turning black.
_________________________________
VILLAGER 2: What about the fish?
_________________________________
VILLAGER 3:
This is happening all over the island.
_________________________________
TUI: What can be done?
_________________________________
MOANA: No, no!
_________________________________
MOANA: Yeah!
_________________________________
-TUI: Moana!
-Dad?
_________________________________
SINA: Moana!
_________________________________
MAUI: Enjoy your beauty rest?
_________________________________
MAUI: Hey, crab cake!
_________________________________
-MOANA: Hey!
-Huh?
_________________________________
MAUI: I wasn't born a demigod.
_________________________________
GRAMMA: You're a long ways
past the reef.
_________________________________
MAUI: Te Ka!
_________________________________
MALE VILLAGER: She's back!
_________________________________
-FEMALE VILLAGER: Moana!
-(PUA SQUEALING)
_________________________________
MOANA: Pua!
_________________________________
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