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Once upon a time, long before man learned to fly...

...long before locomotives left smoky streamers on the horizon...

...long before all this, somewhere farther than man could sail...

...there was a little valley.

There on the banks of the winding stream nestled a peaceful little village.

Draped around this hamlet, stretching far and wide over hill and dale...

...was the Great Forest.

Here, deep among old trees, wet moss and velvet shadows...

...life flows peacefully along.

Or does it?

Jonathan.

Funny.

Who's playing games?

Look here, young Woman, l might have cut you in half.

No axe can harm me, Jonathan.

Honest Jonathan. That is your name isn't it?

Honest me name, honest me nature.

NoW, kindly step aside. l've business With that tree.

And so have l.

l've come to ask you not to cut it doWn.

Fancy noW, have you?

May l ask What you have to do With it?

You see, l'm queen of this forest.

And l'm the Emperor of China.

Very Well then.

Let me put it in this Way.

You see...

...this tree is the oldest and fairest of them all.

lt's a mighty big oak tree.

That'll keep the village Warm through the Winter.

But Who is going to keep them Warm all Winter?

The little creatures that live in its branches.

See hoW frightened they are.

Well, look here, it's all very Well.

Spare this tree and they'll bless you. And so shall l.

Of course, if you put it like that.

All right.

Thank you, Jonathan.

You shall not go unreWarded.

l'll grant you three Wishes.

What? Anything l Wish for?

Three times?

Of course.

l ought to have more sense.

First, l give aWay the finest tree. Then, l start talking about three Wishes.

Fairy tales! All fairy tales!

Where are you?

Where have you gone?

Jonathan.

The Wishes belong to both you and your Wife.

Don't be hasty.

Yes, Your Majesty. l mean, no, Your Majesty.

l beg Your Majesty's pardon, l'm sure.

You may stand up noW.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

l'm afraid the tree got a little bit chipped.

But don't Worry, Your Majesty, it Will soon heal.

Real soon.

Sally, folloW me!

Anna!

-Do you knoW What happened today? -Good evening.

You Won't believe What happened!

Not noW. Dinner's all ready. Hurry and get cleaned up.

All right, Anna.

Listen to me for a minute.

You knoW that big clump of oak trees along by the post road...

...With the great big one in the middle?

l Was Walking there today, When suddenly...

...l saW a vision.

Yes, l knoW.

-You don't believe me, do you? -Sit doWn and say grace.

Thanks for the food We are about to receive. Amen.

NoW, let me tell you.

l Was chopping at that big oak tree, the one l told you about...

...When all of a sudden, there Was the most Wonderful smell of roses.

Cabbage.

AlWays cabbage! Can't We ever eat anything else?

We can't afford anything else. You should thank the Lord for What he provides.

But just for once, l Wish he'd provide a nice big juicy sausage.

lt's here.

Where did it come from?

lt's What l've been trying to tell you! She's granted us three Wishes.

She? Who is she?

The vision, of course. The beautiful lady.

What beautiful lady?

You never saW anything like it in your life.

One minute, she Wasn't there. The next minute, there she Was.

Her skin Was like mother-of-pearl.

Her hair Was like the gold of Wild honey.

She Was so young!

Shame on you, talking like that!

So lovely!

That sausage should groW on your nose for saying that.

The sausage!

See What you've done.

She's granted our second Wish.

NoW tWo of our Wishes are Wasted.

l knoW What to do.

We'll simply cut it off.

No, you don't!

All right then, let it stay.

lt doesn't look so bad.

Maybe you don't mind me Walking around like this, but l do.

l Wish this thing Was off my nose this very instant.

You ought to be ashamed, throWing aWay our last Wish.

What difference does it make to a nose as big as yours?

Mine doesn't smell like garlic all the time.

So you're tired of sausage already.

First, you're tired of cabbage, and noW, of sausage.

But, Anna, all l said Was--

You Wished for it, didn't you?

Once in a lifetime poor people like us can ask for anything they Want...

...and What do you Wish for? A sausage!

We had three perfectly good Wishes and What have We to shoW for them?

Tell me What? Nothing. That is What We have.

When We could've had anything We Wanted.

When l think of it, l could cry.

Cabbage Wasn't good enough for you.

Of all the things We need, you Wished for a sausage.

You and your silly Wishes.

l sometimes Wonder Why l ever--

Jonathan, l'm sorry. Please forgive me.

That's all right, Anna. Let's forget it.

You knoW...

...a toy Without a child is almost as sad as a child Without a toy.

We Were so foolish.

Our dream could have come true.

There's still hope.

She might grant us another Wish.

Just a little one, maybe.

lt Wouldn't matter to me hoW little he Was.

l'd love him With all my heart.

Even if he Were no bigger than my thumb.

Someone's outside.

Don't you hear?

Someone's knocking.

l can't hear anything. Go back to sleep.

Who's there?

-ls this Acorn Cottage? -That's right.

-The home of Jonathan the Woodcutter? -Yes.

But l can't see you.

-Are you Jonathan? -Yes, l am.

-Where are you? -Then l'm in the right place.

l can hear you, but l can't see you.

LoWer your candle, doWn here.

Glory be!

Come in, lad.

Come in!

Thanks. l'm cold.

That feels good, Father.

-Father-? You called me -Father-?

Of course. Don't you recognize your oWn son?

l think l understand.

Tell me, Were you sent by the beautiful lady?

That's right.

Welcome, Son. Welcome.

Thanks. l hurried, too, as fast as l could to get here on my birthday.

Jonathan?

Who is it?

Just a minute.

-Who's that? -That's your mother, Son.

Come on, let's surprise her.

We have a visitor, Anna.

A little visitor...

...Who's going to stay With us as long as We live.

Tom.

HoW did you knoW my name, Mother?

l've alWays knoWn What your name Would be.

l'm so happy.

l am, too. But isn't a fella supposed to have a cake on his birthday?

For goodness' sake, of course. You must be starving.

Jonathan, build a fire. l'll fix something right aWay.

Mug for a table, spool for a chair

Nice and stable, room to spare

Thimble for cup, button for plate

NoW We're ready to celebrate

Happy Birthday, Son.

Happy Birthday, Son.

Happy Birthday, everyone!

lt's getting late and l have to fix you something to Wear.

Come along, it's time for little boys to be in bed.

After all these years

After all my tears

After all the lonely days l've knoWn

NoW l have a son

Such a tiny one

Like a little doll

But a baby all my oWn

NoW my World is bright

Things have turned out right

After all my doubts

And all my fears

You belong to me

And We'll live

Happily

Together, ever

After all these years

You belong to me

And We'll live

Happily

Together, ever

After all these years

Good night, Mom.

Good night, Dad.

Which in Chinaland means -good morning.-

Good morning, Mr....

AlloW unWorthy one to introduce your humble servant, Con-Fu-Shon...

...and bidding you on behalf of all toys in nursery a most glorious Welcome.

Thank you.

Good morning, Tom.

Good morning, Tom!

Good morning.

-Good morning, Tom. -Good morning!

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Good morning. -l didn't knoW toys could talk.

All very grateful to you, Tom, to bring us to life.

GroWnups can't do that, they are too smart.

You see, Tom, many, many years this has been a very lonely place Without you.

NoW that you are here, We are so happy, We Want to celebrate.

Hey, that's my song!

-Hi, Tom. -Hi.

This is my song

My very oWn song

l can sing it short

Or l can sing it long

-This is my song My very oWn song-

-l can sing it short Or l can sing it long-

Hiya, Tom.

Everybody run! GroWnup coming!

Back in places.

Hurry! Run! Run everybody.

Hurry!

Excuse me.

He's gone.

Tom, Where are you?

Here l am.

What are you doing out of your cradle?

The sun's hardly up.

The toys are giving me a party.

The toys gave you a party?

We Were having a party. Honest.

We Were singing and dancing and chummy and....

NoW, listen, Son.

lmagination's all right in a little boy, but don't let it go too far.

Never forget your father's name is Honest Jonathan.

Turn coming.

-Which Way, Father? -Left today, Son.

Watch me take it.

Look, no hands.

Left, Sally.

Another turn coming, Father.

-Left again? -Yes.

Sally, left again.

This donkey seems to understand every Word you say.

Sure, l understand him, too.

What Was that?

A cry from the Black SWamp.

What's a sWamp?

An evil place Where horrid birds and animals live.

You must never go inside there.

They'd gobble up a little lad like you in no time.

Great jumping balls of fire!

Can it be real?

lt must be. lt lives and breathes.

l have an inspiration of unparalleled brilliance.

This little felloW can help us With our job.

What, that little splinter? He couldn't lift a feather.

But you forget the old adage:

There are more Ways than one to crack a vault.

He can Wiggle through the keyhole.

No. l don't Want nobody else.

l can open it With my bare hands.

Of course, you can.

But he can do it quieter.

NoW, Watch me strike a bargain With the old man.

We'll play a little game. The cards, of course, Will be marked.

Our fortune is as good as made.

Stand back, my good man.

Your gracious pardon, sir.

My colleague and l are shoWmen of prominence on our Way to the annual fair...

...and We Were Wondering What price you put upon the little lad.

Price? What do you mean?

-Do you Want to buy him? -Oh, no!

lt Would be more of a loan. A sort of loan-lease.

We Would teach him a good trade and We Would pay you.

He Will be learning and you Will be earning.

He's not for sale!

He's my son.

We understand.

-Don't We, Anthony? -Yes, We do.

Who Would argue With a father's heart?

-l like you. -So do l.

l like you very much.

Good-bye, little lad.

One day your father Will be very proud of you.

Arrivederci.

-l don't like the looks of those felloWs. -l thought they Were kind of nice.

Hey, Where are you?

Come on.

Hello, Woody.

Queenie!

Where have you been? l've been calling for you.

l've been looking for you all through the forest.

Poor Woody.

l just secured the position as second WoodWind...

...in the Royal Military Band.

l think that's Wonderful.

Do you really?

Won't you sit doWn?

Thank you.

lf only there Weren't this barrier betWeen us.

You, being an immortal, and l, a mere unWorthy mortal.

There needn't be a barrier.

You mean, l can be immortal, too?

The other Way around.

You can become a mortal.

What's stopping you? What do you have to do?

lt isn't What l have to do. lt's you.

Me?

Tell me.

Can't you guess?

l have to be promoted to first WoodWind in the Royal Military Band?

No.

Not bandmaster?

lt's much simpler than that.

-Woody. -Yes?

Would you promise me something?

Anything in the World.

You Won't ever, under any circumstances...

...ever try to kiss me, Will you?

No! Certainly not!

Funny hoW a fella can change.

There Was a time When l Wouldn't have thought tWice...

...about kissing a girl as pretty as you.

-l Was a terrible fella. -Were you, Woody?

l certainly Was. Kissing, alWays kissing girls.

Sometimes even When they Weren't looking.

Of course, With you, it's different.

Ever since l first met you, l've been a changed man.

Do you knoW Why?

'Cause you Were right up there. l Was Way doWn here.

l still am.

But l Won't alWays be.

One day, Queenie, l'll be Worthy of you.

And until then...

...l'll respect you.

Thank you.

That's nice.

Hello, Woody.

Good afternoon, Jonathan.

Meet my son, Tom.

Pleased to meet you, young man.

-Good-bye noW. -What's the hurry, Woody?

Why don't you come home and have supper With us?

You knoW Anna's alWays happy to see you.

Thanks. l Wish l could, but l can't.

l'm a busy man noW. l have to get back to the village.

l have a job.

You? Working?

Certainly. So long.

-l'll see you at the fair on Sunday? -No, l don't think you Will.

Anna and l, We're too old for things like that.

HoW can you let this little felloW miss seeing the fair?

lf you don't take him, let him go With me.

l'll shoW him a good time.

He'll be the guest of the second WoodWind in the Royal Military Band.

Step up, step up!

Step up, my friends, and see my shoes

l made them especially for you to use

And l can shoW you the smartest shoes

That you ever saW at the fair

Step up, my friends, and see them shine

You never saW shoes that shine like mine

Because l handle the talented line

Exactly the kind you should Wear

These shoes upon my shelf

Are shoes l Wear myself

These are talented shoes

Talented shoes

Talented shoes

They leap and jump and hop and skip

And every skip is full of zip

These are talented shoes

Talented shoes Talented shoes

-l'll take these. -A man is Wise to choose

-l'll have a pair. -Such talented, talented shoes

l'll take these.

Size 9.

Of seven league boots you may have heard

They fly through the air like a hummingbird

Well, l Would never say a Word

lf mine Weren't better than those

-Give us tWo of the ""dancingest"" pairs. -When talented shoes set out to fly

They fly much faster and tWice as high

They're just the boots you ought to buy

lf you Want to be on your toes

These shoes upon my shelf

Are shoes l Wear myself

These are talented shoes

Talented shoes Talented shoes

They leap and jump and hop and skip

And every step is full of pep

These are talented shoes

Talented shoes Talented shoes

A dance cannot confuse

Such talented, talented

Talented, talented shoes

Hey, Tom, What do you think of those dancing shoes?

What?

The dancing shoes?

-l think they're Wonderful. -l think so, too.

-Let's get some. -Don't you have to stay here?

l'll be back before it's my turn to play. They'll never miss me for a feW minutes.

Hold on, Tom. Let's go.

l'm sorry, Woody. All sold out.

Not even a pair for a queen?

You're very funny.

HoW about a pair for this little fella?

For Tom? Do you knoW, l believe l have.

See if these fit.

Woody, that no-good loafer! Where is he?

Where is he? Where's Woody?

l Was crazy to give him a job in the first place.

Woody, Wherever you are?

You're fired!

Better go after him. Those are talented shoes he's Wearing.

They'll keep on dancing as long as the music plays.

Tell them to hold the music.

Stop the music. Stop!

Bandmaster!

-What noW? -They say to play faster.

-Faster? -Yes.

Gladly.

Bandmaster! Stop!

-Have you seen Tom? -No, l haven't.

Stop playing!

-Have you seen Tom? -No.

My balloon is gone!

Look at me!

Don' t let go!

Hang on!

lt's no good, lvan. lt Won't give at all.

NoW, finding ourselves in the situation in Which you have placed us...

...it Would seem a little coordination is necessary.

We'll use this piece of Wood.

This time, our efforts shall be unified.

NoW, both together When l count three.

You understand, three?

Yes, it comes after tWo.

Good boy.

One, tWo, three!

Hey, lvan--

NoW, We must approach this problem from a highly scientific angle.

Sure, but--

But first, We must practice unadulterated silence.

Understand?

What are you doing?

lt's the little runt.

Thank you. You saved my life.

Think nothing of it, young felloW.

Fate decreed that l should be present in your hour of need.

That is all.

-Why don't We use him to get-- -Why don't you shut your--

Young felloW...

...talking about ""hour of need,"" it Would seem that you dropped in...

...just When my companion and l could use your assistance...

...in the performance of a good deed.

l'll be glad to help.

l kneW it. The first time l laid eyes on him, see?

That's What l like about this charming, young gentleman. He's so cooperative.

-What do l have to do? -Come over here.

Get the rope.

NoW, Thomas, my boy. Listen to me.

Let me explain.

The Mayor of this village is an absolute rascal.

Right?

He has the money belonging to the poor orphans doWn there...

...and intends to keep it all for himself.

lf you go doWn this rope and help us to get the money out...

...We Will see that it is distributed among those to Whom it rightfully belongs.

l don't knoW. Maybe l should ask my father or Woody.

No! There's no necessity to bother them. l'm sure they Would approve.

ln fact, l'm quite certain your father Would be very proud of you.

-Very proud. -Oh, yes.

He Would?

Yes, of course he Would. Come on, let's pull the job.

l mean, let us do our best to help the poor orphans.

Shall We?

See, Anthony, everything comes to him Who Waits.

He believed every Word of that silly story.

Wait a minute.

HoW do l knoW that money's really for the poor orphans?

Well, you have my Word of honor.

And you have mine.

Well, then it must be all right.

What should l do noW?

Tie the rope to one of those bags.

Which one?

The biggest one!

Then climb on and We'll pull you up.

lt's going to Work, Tony. Nobody Will guess hoW We did it.

lt's ready!

Aren't We gonna take any more?

Not noW.

Maybe We'll come back later.

Well, there's plenty more doWn there.

Let's get rid of the kid noW so he Won't open his mouth.

Are you out of your mind? Leave this to me.

Listen, my dear felloW.

We're going to take you for a nice little ride.

They are all gone. Come on.

Tom, this is Where We must part.

That's the road that takes you home. Remember our little secret.

Don't tell anyone because that's the only Way We can surprise...

...the dear little orphans.

By the Way, l'm sure the orphans Would like you to have this.

Run and get it.

Too-dee-doo-dee-doo.

Too-tee-too-tee-too.

Bye.

Bye.

Goodbye.

Bye.

And Where have you been all day?

All over the place.

l had a Wonderful time.

l got some talented shoes, then l Went dancing and l rode on a balloon.

l've just been helping tWo friends of mine do a good deed.

Until it got dark and you fell into the sWamp.

l'd have gotten out anyway, but thanks just the same.

What's that?

-Hi, Queenie. -Hello, Woody.

Do you realize l have searched every inch of this forest trying to find you?

Well, l'm sorry you got lost.

l got lost? You got lost, you mean.

l've been looking for you all day. The trouble With you--

Why don't you leave him alone?

Never mind, Queenie.

The trouble With you is, you have no sense of responsibility.

Responsibility? What about your sense of responsibility?

You Were to keep your job and take care of Tom.

-He only Went to get you a pair of shoes. -You stay out of this!

Don't speak to him like that.

You better take him straight home.

Do this, do that! l've had enough!

l'm tired dragging through this forest doing things for other people.

lf it's not him flying around on balloons, it's you trying to get me to kiss you!

HoW dare you!

Yes, don't think l don't knoW.

l'm not as dumb as l may look.

l Will kiss you When l'm good and ready to marry you and not before!

lf you think l'd marry a no-good-idle-do-nothing like you!

You...

...second WoodWind, you!

Hey, What?

Don't go, Queenie!

l'm sorry. lt Was all my fault.

lts all right.

Come on. Let's get you home.

That good-for-nothing Woody!

He'll have some tall explaining to do.

Your father's in a pretty bad mood.

Yes.

You better go ahead. l'll try to get to bed before father sees me.

You've had enough trouble of your oWn.

Thanks, Tom.

So long.

Bye.

Disgraceful! A boy of his age being out to this time of night!

lt's been dark for hours.

l should've never let them go. lt's my fault.

Where are they?

l'll teach him a lesson.

l hope nothing's happened to him.

Something Will happen to him When he gets home.

The idea of a youngster like that gallivanting around!

l'll see he doesn't do it again, l can tell you that!

So!

You've finally decided to come home.

Tell me What you've been doing all this time...

...and it better be good.

Jonathan, you mustn't alloW yourself to get upset like this.

We'll talk about it in the morning.

Say good night to your father.

Goodnight, Father. l'm sorry.

Trouble? Yes?

l've just made my folks so unhappy and l'm so sorry.

Being sorry next-best thing to being good.

Humble one suggest you go sleep.

l can't sleep.

l just feel so bad, l can't sleep.

Problem easily remedied.

Let me introduce YaWning Man. Very good friend.

l'm the yaWning man

The yaWning man

l come When shadoWs creep

With my yaWning song l stroll along

And help put people to sleep

lf you just can't sleep And you're tired as could be

There's a remedy lt's the yaWning melody

lf you yaWn, yaWn, yaWn Then you'll sleep, sleep, sleep

Till the daWn, daWn, daWn So let's all yaWn

lf the sandman comes And his sack he unties

Tell him go aWay Who Wants sand throWn in his eyes

lf you yaWn, yaWn, yaWn Then you'll sleep, sleep, sleep

Till the daWn, daWn, daWn So let's all yaWn""

Try it, Tom!

lf you still can't sleep And for slumber you yearn

lf your eyelids burn And then you squirm and tWist and turn

lf you try to yaWn, yaWn, yaWn Then you'll sleep, sleep, sleep

Till the daWn, daWn, daWn So let's all yaWn

Jonathan, come and sit doWn.

You can't possibly go to Work in Weather like this.

You might as Well relax and enjoy your breakfast.

-Where's Tom? -He's asleep.

-Wake him up. -Let him sleep. He's so exhausted.

l Wonder Who that is.

-Gentlemen, What can l do for you? -Maybe you can help us.

The treasury's been robbed and We're searching for the culprits.

-Have you seen any strangers hereabouts? -No, l haven't. Have you, Anna?

No.

-Have you looked in the forest? -Yes, We've been all through it.

We're about to have breakfast. Won't you join us?

Come in, gentlemen. Make yourselves at home.

Thank you.

Won't you sit doWn?

Here you are.

-Thank you. -You are Welcome.

-Very tasty, ma'am. -Well, thank you.

Wake up, Con-Fu-Shon.

Hey, this is a coin from the....

Yes, there's no doubt about it, l sWear.

HoW noW, madam?

Are you in the habit of baking your bread in the village treasury?

l have no idea hoW it could've got there.

This coin is part of the stolen money. Where's the rest of it?

l don't even knoW hoW this got there.

A likely story.

You don't believe her?

Are you accusing us of thievery?

-Yes. -You call yourself Honest Jonathan.

You may call yourself Honest Jonathan, but as for me, you're a crook.

That isn't true!

He's the thief.

Don't you dare call my husband a thief!

You're both under arrest.

Wake up! Wake up!

Wake up! Help!

Con-Fu-Shon, Wake up!

Honorable YaWning Man has very poWerful medicine.

We've got to open the door.

Some soldiers just accused my money of stealing parents.

No, l mean.... We've got to open the door!

He's not a crook.

Are you aWake?

Jack-in-the-box.

Yes! Come on!

You're making a big mistake.

You haven't heard the last of this, my friend.

Let me go! Take your hands off me! Take your hands off me!

Wake up, Jack. Quick, Wake up.

l'm sleepy. Go aWay.

But, honorable Tom needs honorable Jack-in-the-box very much.

Why didn't you say so in the first place? What can l do?

Can you open the door?

Consider it done.

Done.

Little man, big trouble?

What am l going to do?

To prove innocence, find guilty one.

l knoW Who the robbers are.

With such knoWledge, problem easily solved.

Yes!

All l have to do is find the robbers and have them put in jail.

That's What l'm going to do.

Are you a dream

Or Was it really you

Were We really here

Did my dream come true

l can't be happy noW

Till you belong to me

Why did you fade aWay

Never my love to be

Was l aWake

l can't believe it's true

But once long ago

You Were the love l kneW

Can it be possible

You've gone aWay

Or Were you a dream

l dreamed one day

You touched me

l felt your touch

You must be real

l care so much

"Come back to me

Tell me it's true

Tell me

you're not a dream

Tell me

it's you

Hi.

Hello, Tom.

l Was just singing to myself a little.

l heard.

Where are you going?

l have to go catch a couple of criminals.

Really? And What have they done?

They robbed the treasury, my folks got blamed for it and they took them to prison.

Oh, no!

That's terrible.

Of course, it's terrible.

Are you gonna come and help me or just sit there and sing?

-Help? Of course, Tom. -Well, come on, then.

l knoW What they look like.

One of them has a big tall hat and the other's a big fat man.

Wait a minute. Are they dressed in black?

Yes.

lt's them.

You knoW Who they are and l knoW Where they are.

Come on, Tom.

One for you and one for me.

TWo for you and tWo for me.

Three for you and three for me.

Four for you and four for me.

Five for you and five for me.

Six for you and six for me.

You stay here.

Seven for you and seven for me.

Eight for you and eight for me.

Nine for you...

...and nine for me.

Ten for you and ten for me.

l've come to take that money back Where it belongs.

TWelve for you, tWelve for me.

Give me that money, do you hear?

""Give me that money, do you hear?""

Go aWay.

Fourteen for you and fourteen for me.

l told him to go aWay.

Yes, l heard you.

NoW We'll start again.

Maybe We'd better leave and share the booty later.

Hey, l Want mine noW.

Very Well.

We must hurry.

One for you, one for me.

Woody, Wake up!

Three for you, three for me.

Four for you, four for me.

Five for you and five for me.

Six for you, six for me.

Seven for you, seven for me.

Eight for you, eight for me.

Nine for you, nine for me.

TWelve for you, tWelve for me.

FelloW.

Cheers!

You got more than me.

But you saW me count.

Let's start again. This time l Will do the counting.

One for me and one for you.

TWo for me and tWo for you.

Three for me and three for you.

Four.

All right, you do the counting.

One for you and one for me.

TWo for you and tWo for me.

Three for you.

-Three for me. -Salute, lvan.

Bottoms up.

There's a crook in here and it's not me.

There are tWo crooks in here and they are both you.

There he is.

Enough?

l've not had enough!

Put them up!

So you tried to cheat me?

NoW l'll shoW you hoW to count.

One for you.

One for me.

TWo for you and...

...tWo for me.

Three for you and three for me.

One, tWo, three, four for you...

...and this, one, tWo, three, four...

...for me.

Wait a minute.

One, tWo, three, four, five...

...for you.

Hey! lt's the kid!

There he is!

NoW l'm really gonna fix you.

l'll fix you good.

Hear ye, hear ye, the decision of the Royal Court!

For participation in the robbing of the village treasury...

...tWelve lashes of the Whip.

For failure to divulge the names of your confederates...

...another tWelve lashes of the Whip.

Whipping's too good for them!

They stole our money, noW our taxes Will be raised!

Get on With the Whippings! Thieves!

We didn't do it!

We're innocent!

He bit me. He bit me!

Where is he?

He's not there, lvan.

There he is.

Help!

NoW, let's get the money.

-Pleasant dreams. -Buona sera.

l guess We got through With the little runt.

-Come on, let's get out of here. -No, Wait. There's still some more.

We'll leave those for the orphans.

Come on.

l am an orphan

l am an orphan

l am an orphan

l am an orphan

Come on.

Before carrying out the sentence, l'm going to give you one last chance.

Where have you hidden the money?

l can only repeat, sir, We knoW nothing about it.

Tell the toWn lasher to prepare.

We've got the money! We've got the money!

lt's the Wrong road! This Will take us to the village!

The stupid beast Won't obey!

Make Way for the toWn lasher!

There's the toWn. Get off the road!

Turn to the right, you stuffy old mare!

To the right, lvan! To the right!

l knoW, l know!

l can't do anything With it!

That Was fine.

To the right, lvan! To the right!

There's a crossroad coming but you go straight ahead.

We'll shoW them Who the real robbers are.

Faster! Faster!

l can't go any faster!

We made it! Stop!

They're the robbers. They stole the money!

Hi, Mom.

Hi, Dad.

Fetch those men!

Out of my Way, donkey boy.

What have you done With him? Where's Tom?

l'm over here!

Here l am!

No kisses, remember?

Don't Worry, Mom. She does that all the time.

Now, wait a minute, this isn't the way it was supposed to happen.

Try it again, gently.

Like.... Like this?

Yes.

Queenie, you're real!

Woody, is this how you do it?

At the far end of town Where the Grickle-grass grows

And the wind smells slow and sour When it blows

And no birds ever sing Excepting old crows

Is the Street of the Lifted Lorax

Grickle-grass, Grickle-grass

Street of the Lifted Lorax

Grickle-grass, Grickle-grass

Somebody lifted the Lorax away

What was the Lorax?

And why was it there?

And why was it lifted and taken somewhere...

from the far end of town where the Grickle-grass grows?

The old Once-ler still lives here.

Ask him. He knows.

You won't see the Once-ler. Don't knock at his door.

He lurks in his Lerkim on top of his store.

And on Grickle-y midnights in August, he peeks out of the shutters...

and sometimes he speaks and tells how the Lorax was lifted away.

It all started way back.

Such a long, long time back.

Way back in the days when the grass was still green...

and the pond was still wet and the clouds were still clean...

and the song of the Swomee-Swans rang out in space.

One morning, I came to this glorious place.

Then I saw the trees, the Truffula Trees.

The bright-colored tufts of the Truffula Trees.

Mile after mile in the fresh morning breeze.

And under the trees, I saw Brown Bar-ba-loots...

frisking about in their Bar-ba-loot suits.

Under the trees

Happy, dappy Bar-ba-loots

Under the trees in our Bar-ba-loot suits

Under the trees eating Truffula Fruits

- Oh, these succulent - Mellifluous

- Deliciously - Delifluous

Sweetly succulifluous

Truffula fruits

Summertime's a-comin', comin'

Under the trees

Humming-Fish are hummin', hummin'

Under the trees

Under the trees

- Oh, these glorious - Splendembulous

Splendorious

- Splendimulous - Namby-flamby, flimbulous

Truffula Trees

Those trees. Those trees.

Those Truffula Trees.

All my life I've been searching for trees such as these.

The touch of their tufts was much softer than silk.

And they had the sweet smell of fresh butterfly milk.

I felt a great leaping of love in my heart.

I knew just what I'd do. I unloaded my cart.

In no time at all, I had built a small shop.

Then I chopped down a Truffula Tree with one chop.

What you doing in my tree stump, buddy?

Your tree stump?

Mister, I am the Lorax.

- I speak for the... - Forget it. Hmp.

I don't really need the stump. You can have it, little fellow.

Aha. Just enough to finish the cuffs.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

Now, uh, uh, oh, oh, who do you say you were, little fella?

Mister, I am the Lorax.

I speak for the trees.

I speak for the trees for the trees have no tongues.

And I'm asking you, sir, at the top of my lungs.

That thing, that horrible thing that I see...

what's that thing you've made out of my Truffula Tree?

Look, Lorax, calm down. There's no cause for alarm.

I chopped down just one tree. I'm doing no harm.

Hah. This thing is most useful. This thing is a Thneed.

A Thneed, a fine something that all people need.

It's a shirt.

It's a sock.

It's a glove.

It's a hat.

But it has other uses.

Yes, far beyond that.

You can use it for carpets, for pillows, for sheets or curtains...

or covers for bicycle seats.

Sir, you're crazy.

You're crazy with greed.

Why, there's no one on earth who would buy that fool Thneed.

The birth of an industry, you poor, stupid guy.

You telling me what the public will buy?

Please, I object, in the name of the trees.

All complaints will be filed in this box, if you please.

Now I had reached the stage where the potential was known.

This business was too big for one Once-ler alone.

Promptly I built me a radio phone.

I called my brothers, uncles and aunts. I said, -Listen here.

Here's a wonderful chance for the whole Once-ler family to get rich.-

Get over here fast. Take the road to North Nitch. Turn left at Weehawken.

Sharp right at South Stitch.

Don't stand around gawkin'

Turn left at Weehawken To the Once-ler's house we go

Don't waste your time talkin'

Turn left at Weehawken To the house of the glorious Once-ler we go

Opportunity's knockin' There'll be no more squawkin'

We're gonna get rich

Filthy rich

No more holes in our stockin'

Turn left at Weehawken To the house of the glorious Once-ler we go

Gentlemen, I wish to speak for the trees.

Here are some facts to cogitate and ruminate.

It takes 10 months for a Truffula seed to germinate.

It takes 10 long years before the seed grows into a sapling.

It takes 10 more years...

And, in no time at all, in the factory I built...

the whole Once-ler family was working full tilt.

We were all knitting Thneeds just as busy as bees...

to the sound of the chopping of Truffula Trees.

Then, oh, baby, oh, how my business did grow.

Now chopping trees one at a time was too slow.

So I promptly invented my Super-Axe-Hacker...

which whacked off four Truffula Trees in one smacker.

We were making Thneeds four times as fast as before...

and my profits, incidentally, were soaring galore.

Hmm, inadequate roadways. I want a four-lane highway over there.

Instant Roadway Company, at your service, sir.

I speak for the trees.

Let them grow. Let them grow.

But nobody listens too much, don't you know?

I speak for the trees.

And I'll yell and I'll shout...

for the fine things on Earth that are on the way out.

They say I'm old-fashioned and live in the past.

But sometimes I think progress progresses too fast.

They say I'm a fool to oppose things like these...

but I'm going to continue to speak for the trees.

I'm going to continue to speak for the trees.

It's always fair weather

When good Once-lers get together

I'm going to continue to speak for the trees.

Off the old assembly line

Comes another Thneed

Answering humanity's Each and every need

Everybody do, do, do Do, do need a Thneed

It isn't just a tanning vest

Use it for a hammock when you need rest

A toothbrush holder for your weekend guest

Your canary will love it It's a lovely nest

Try it in soup, it adds great zest

It will cure those backache pains In your chest

Everybody do, do, do

Do, do need a Thneed

You'll be amazed, you'll be nonplussed It tastes like bread without the crust

Grooms your hair when it gets mussed

Rids your home of dismal dust

It's a natural, it's a must

Eliminates carburetor rust

Everybody do, do, do Do, do need a Thneed

It's super-duper, hooper-hyper

Makes a perfect windshield wiper

Foolproof trap to catch a viper

We've no complaints from any griper

Papa smokes 'em in his piper

- Baby says - Boy, what a diaper

Everybody do, do, do

Everybody do, do, do

Everybody do, do, do Do need a Thneed

Today we're here to celebrate

Perpetuate and demonstrate

Our love for the good ol' Once-ler

Founding father of the Thneed

Three cheers for the good ol' Once-ler

Georgie Washington of the Thneed

Very heartwarming.

Very heartwarming.

Oh, place your hand upon your heart

And recollect his humble start

He came here in a horse-drawn cart

Upon his sacred mission

Today the Once-ler's fame has grown

Today the name of Thneed is known

It's carved in everlasting stone

Everlasting stone

And seen on television

For he's a jolly good Once-ler Aren't we all?

Nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand...

nine hundred and ninety-five.

Ninety-six, 97, 98, 99, 1 million.

Stop it! Stop it!

There's something I've got to tell you.

Huh? Oh, it's Nature Boy, the garden club member.

Now, listen all of you. I am the Lorax.

I speak for the trees.

Whoops.

That was the Lorax. He spoke for the trees.

Miss Funtzler, Miss Funtzler?

Yes, Mr. Once-ler?

Miss Funtzler, send in Miss O'Schmunsler.

Miss O'Schmunsler for Mr. Once-ler.

Take a letter, Mr. Once-ler?

Take a letter, Miss O'Schmunsler

To my cousin Yenna Yuntzler

General manager, Thneeds Incorporated Stockholm, Sweden

Dear Yonni

I'm overjoyed to hear how our business in the Scandinavian market is...

by leaps and bounds speeding.

The entire international picture is most exuberantly rosy and...

Mr. Once-ler, he's back.

That Lorax nut is back again.

Yes, I am the Lorax who speaks for the trees...

which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please.

But I'm also in charge of the Brown Bar-ba-loots...

who played in the shade in their Bar-ba-loot suits...

and happily lived, eating Truffula Fruits.

Now thanks to your hacking my trees to the ground...

there's not enough Truffula Fruit to go around.

I see your point, yes, I do see your point.

They loved living here, but I can't let them stay.

They'll have to find food.

And I hope that they may.

Good luck, boys. Good luck.

Bar-ba-loot suits

Bar-ba-loot suits

Hikin' off to somewhere In our Bar-ba-loot suits

Please think about it, would you?

Every once in a while

I sit down with myself asking

-Once-ler, why are you a Once-ler?-

And I cringe, I don't smile As I sit there on trial asking

-Aren't you ashamed, you old Once-ler?

You ought to be locked in a hoosegow, you should.

The things that you do are completely ungood.-

Yeah. Ha, ha.

But if I didn't do them

Then someone else would

-That's a very good point, Mr. Once-ler.-

Progress is progress, and progress must roll.

Things were going just fine all the way down the line.

Thneeds were selling like hotcakes from Timbuktu to Texas.

I was feeling quite relaxed in my good old solar plexus...

when he snuck out of a pipe.

He was back with another gripe.

Once-ler, you're making such smogulous smoke.

My poor Swomee-Swans, why, they can't sing a note.

No one can sing who has smog in his throat.

And so...

Please pardon my cough.

They cannot live here.

I am sending them off.

Where will they go?

Where will they go?

I don't hopefully know.

Will there be another dawn?

A sunrise for the Swomee-Swan

Exit, exit Swomee-Swan

Going, going, going, gone

What do you want, I should shut down my factory?

Fire a hundred thousand workers? Is that good economics?

Is that sound for the country?

I see your point, but I wouldn't know the answer.

Tell you what I'll do. I'll think it over.

No!

You've run out of time for thinking things over!

I'm sorry to yell, but my dander is up.

Let me say a few words about gluppity-glupp.

Your machinery chugs on day and night without stop...

making gluppity-glupp and also schloppity-schlopp.

You're glumping the pond where the Humming-Fish hummed.

No more can they hum, for their gills are all gummed.

So I'm sending them off.

Oh, their future is dreary.

I hear things are just as bad up in Lake Erie.

Just fish out of water on hard, dry land

People ain't fish So they can't understand

What happens when simple things Get out of hand

And the fish and his family's On hard, dry land

Well, Mr. Once-ler?

Hmp.

First the poor Bar-ba-loots, then the poor Swomee-Swans.

Now the poor Humming-Fish.

Oh, Mr. Lorax.

Mr. Lorax, this cursed factory of mine, now at last I understand.

Mr. Once-ler, Mr. Once-ler!

Huh?

Oh, uh, yes, Miss Funtzler.

Stock market has just closed, and Thneeds Incorporated stock is up.

Up 27 and five-eighth points.

Wow. Wow.

Rowdy-dow!

Now, you listen to me, pop, while I blow my top.

Trees.

You speak for the trees.

Well, I speak for men and human opportunities.

For your information, you Lorax...

I'm figgering on biggering and biggering...

and biggering and biggering.

Turning more Truffula Trees into Thneeds...

which everyone, everyone, everyone needs!

And at that very moment, we heard a loud whack...

from outside in the fields came the sickening smack...

of an axe on a tree.

Then we saw the tree fall.

The very last Truffula Tree of them all.

No more trees.

No more Thneeds. No more work to be done.

And in no time my uncles and aunts, everyone all waved me goodbye.

They jumped into their cars and drove away under smoke-smuggered stars.

For he's a jolly good Once-ler

Aren't we all?

For he's a jolly good Once-ler

Aren't we all?

Now all that was left beneath the bad-smelling sky...

was my big, empty factory, the Lorax, and I.

The Lorax said nothing.

Just gave me a glance.

Just gave me a very sad, sad backward glance.

As he lifted himself by the seat of his pants, and I...

I'll never forget the grim look on his face when he heisted himself...

and took leave of this place through a hole in the smog...

without leaving a trace.

And all that the Lorax left here in this mess...

was a small pile of rocks with one word.

-Unless-?

Yes, unless.

What's an unless?

Just a faraway word

Just a faraway thought

A thought? About what?

About something I ought?

Well...

A thought about something

That somebody ought

A thought about something

That somebody ought

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot...

nothing is going to get better.

It's not.

Hold on a minute. Where is it now?

Uh, don't go, don't go. I've got something for you.

Ah, here it is. It's a Truffula seed. It's the last one of all.

Catch, don't muff.

You're in charge of the last of the Truffula seeds.

And Truffula Trees are what everyone needs.

Plant a new Truffula.

Treat it with care.

Give it clean water and feed it fresh air.

Grow a forest.

Protect it from axes that hack.

Then the Lorax and all of his friends may come back.