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(The stork flies and lands on the cloud)

Mr. Stork: OH! MY, MY. NOW, LET ME SEE... MUST BE RIGHT AROUND HERE SOMEWHERE... I HOPE. OH, WATCH IT THERE. (He grabs the bag) [HUMMING ROCK-A-BYE BABY] ♪ ON THE TREE TOP ♪ (He grabs the bag again) WHERE ARE WE? OH, HERE. ♪ HIGHWAY 61 ♪ ♪ FOUR MILES TO THE GAS STATION, TURN LEFT ♪ ♪ LA DA DA DA DA ♪ [TRAIN WHISTLE ] AH! THAT MUST BE IT. [TRAIN WHISTLE] WELL, LITTLE FELLA, LET'S GET GOING. (He reaches the bag and carries it him and flies down to the train) MRS. JUMBO. OH, MRS. JUMBO! CALLING MRS. JUMBO. MRS. JUMBO? 
Lion: GRRR! 
Mr. Stork: OH. MY... MRS. JUMBO! OH, WHERE'S THAT MRS. JUMBO? 
Girls: YOO-HOO!

Matriarch: THIS WAY, BOY. 

Giddy: IN HERE! IN HERE! 
 

Catty: THIS IS THE PLACE. 

Mr. Stork: WHEW! AT LAST. WHICH ONE OF YOU LADIES IS EXPECTING? 
Catty: HMPF! NOT ME. 

Prissy: THE VERY IDEA! 
Matriarch: CERTAINLY NOT. OVER THERE, OF COURSE. 

Girls: YES, RIGHT OVER THERE. 

Mr. Stork: OH, OF COURSE. (Lands on the car floor) AHEM. "HERE IS A BABY WITH EYES OF BLUE, STRAIGHT FROM HEAVEN RIGHT TO YOU." OR..."STRAIGHT FROM HEAVEN UP ABOVE, HERE IS A BABY FOR YOU TO LOVE." SIGN HERE, PLEASE. (Mrs. Jumbo signs (Beaver: She's expecting the baby, not a package.) UH, YEAH, WELL, OH. MRS. JUMBO. (She begins to open the bag) UH, ONE MOMENT, PLEASE. THIS IS STILL PART OF THE SERVICE. ♪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU ♪ ♪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU ♪ ♪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR... ♪ ♪ DEAR... ♪ 
DEAR ME, WHAT'S HIS NAME? 
 

Mrs. Jumbo: JUMBO... JUNIOR. 

Mr. Stork: OH. JUMBO JUNIOR, HUH? AHEM. JUMBO JUNIOR. ♪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR JUMBO JUNIOR ♪ ♪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY ♪ ♪ TO-OOO-OOOO ♪ ♪ YOU ♪♪ 
 

Snail: I hope the stork will be all right. 

Prissy: OH, DO HURRY, DEAR. 

Giddy: I'M ON PINS AND NEEDLES. 

Prissy: ISN'T IT THRILLING? 
Matriarch: AH...THIS IS A PROUD, PROUD DAY. 

Catty: HURRY AND OPEN IT, DEARIE. 

Prissy: I'M DYING TO SEE. 

Girls: OH! OH! OH! 

Giddy: LOOK AT HIM! 
 

Goose: Ah, the baby is so cute! 

Franklin's friends: Ah. 

Catty: LOOK AT HIM! 
 

Matriarch: OH, WHAT A... 

Prissy: OH, LOOK!  

Catty: OH, YOU SWEET LITTLE THING. 

Matriarch: HE IS CUTE, ISN'T HE? 
 

Franklin: (happily) He is smiling at us. 

Giddy: HE IS A DARLING LITTLE BABY. 

Matriarch: ADORABLE. SIMPLY ADORABLE! 
 

Prissy: DID YOU EVER SEE ANYTHING SO CUNNING? 
 

Giddy: ISN'T HE A DARLING? 
 

Matriarch: KOOOOTCHY, KOOTCHY, KOOTCHY, KOOTCHY, KOOTCHY, KOOTCHY, KOOTCHY. 

Baby Elephant: AH... AH...AH...AH...AH...AH-CHOO! 
 

Snail: (scream) Whoa! 

Franklin: They look so huge. 

Girls: AH! 
 

Matriarch: IS IT POSSIBLE?  

Prissy ISN'T THERE SOME MISTAKE? 
 

Catty: JUST LOOK AT THOSE...THOSE... E-A-R-S. 

Giddy: THOSE WHAT? OH, EARS! THESE. AREN'T THEY FUNNY? 
(Laughs) 

(Mrs. Jumbo slaps Giddy's trunk) 

Bear: Leave him alone! 

Giddy: OH, MY GOODNESS! 
 

Catty: WHAT A TEMPER! 
 

Giddy: WHAT DID I DO? 
 

Matriarch: PERFECTLY HARMLESS REMARK. 

Giddy: THEY ARE FUNNY. 

Catty: THEY CERTAINLY ARE. 

Prissy: WHO CARES ABOUT HER PRECIOUS LITTLE JUMBO? 
 

Catty: JUMBO? YOU MEAN DUMBO. 

Matriarch: DUMBO. 

Franklin: Grrrr! (Girls: HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA HA!) 

Girls: DUMBO. HA HA HA HA HA!  

Raccoon: Look! There is the door! Shut it. 

Girl: DUMBO. THAT'S GOOD! HA HA HA! 

(The door is shut) 

Goose: (in Jenny's voice) Don't worry, Dumbo. We'll take care of you. 

Bear: And so will your mom. 

Rabbit: It doesn't matter what we call you. 

Franklin: You will be the circus star someday. 

(Mrs. Jumbo wraps Dumbo's ears around him) 

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