Original subtitles

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ALL: * It's time for Animaniacs *

* And we're zany to the max *

* So just sit back and relax *

* You'll laugh Till you collapse *

* We're Animaniacs *

BOTH: * Come join The Warner brothers *

* And the Warner sister, Dot *

ALL: * Just for fun we run around The Warner movie lot *

* They lock us in the tower Whenever we get caught *

* But we break loose And then vamoose *

* And now you know the plot *

* We're Animaniacs *

* Dot is cute and Yakko yaks *

* Wakko packs away the snacks *

* While Bill Clinton Plays the sax *

* We're Animaniacs *

* Meet Pinky and the Brain *

* Who want to rule The universe *

* Goodfeathers flock together *

* Slappy whacks 'em With her purse *

* Buttons chases Mindy *

* While Rita sings a verse *

* The writers flipped We have no script *

* Why bother to rehearse? *

* We're Animaniacs *

* We have pay-or-play Contracts *

* We're zany to the max *

* There's bologna In our slacks *

* We're Animan-y *

* Totally insane-y *

* Here's the show's name-y *

* Animaniacs *

* Those are the facts *

NARRATOR: It's Mime Time.

Today on Mime Time:

gathering imaginary flowers.

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[BUZZING] [SCREAMS]

The end.

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[PIANO PLAYING MEDLEY]

[WOMAN SINGING SCALE]

[HIGH-PITCHED SINGING]

Let's do it again, G�nter.

This time in full voice.

[GULPS] Yes, Miss Bruntwind.

[SINGING HIGH-PITCHED NOTE]

[CRASH]

Weed Memlo, our first director.

That's just the way I remember him.

This stained-glass window

is a fitting tribute to his hackery.

[SINGING CONTINUES]

ALL: Hey, knock it off!

[SINGING STOPS]

Who said that?

ALL: Over here.

Ew.

Say, you think you could keep it down a little bit?

No!

But you broke our window.

I don't care.

That went well.

Again, G�nter.

[HIGH-PITCHED SINGING]

[RUMBLING]

Whoa. Whoa, whoa!

ALL: Cut it out!

You pests again.

YAKKO: What're you doing? Torturing a clown?

[GASPS] How dare you!

Horrid children.

[GASPS]

Couldn't you keep the noise down a little bit?

Noise? You dare refer to

the great Madame Bruntwind's voice as noise?

Uh-huh.

I'll show you noise.

[INHALES DEEPLY]

[SINGING HIGH-PITCHED NOTE]

Of course, you know, this means Warners.

[ORCHESTRA TUNING]

[FANFARE PLAYING]

[CHEERING & APPLAUSE]

[ORCHESTRA PLAYING BIZET'S "HABANERA"]

* L'amour est un oiseau Rebelle *

* Que nul ne peut apprivoiser *

* Et c'est bien... *

Ah. Ah. Ah.

* S'il lui convient De refuser *

[BRUNTWIND VOMITS] ALL: Eww!

* L'amour est Enfant de Boh�me *

* Il n'a jamais Jamais connu de lois *

* Si tu ne m'aime pas Je t'aime *

* Si je t'aime Prend garde � toi *

ALL: * Prends garde � toi *

* Si tu ne m'aimes pas Je t'aime *

* Mais si je t'aime *

ALL: * Prends garde � toi *

[CRASH]

[MUFFLED SHOUTING]

Drum? Is someone stuck in a drum?

This woman is stuck in a drum.

ALL: Aha!

Don't worry, we'll have her out in no time.

The instrument, please.

Bigger.

Bigger!

Perfect. Wakko?

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUFFLED SHOUTING]

[SPITTING]

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

Beautiful hit by Wakko.

Could be a home run.

How do you do?

[SCREAMING]

I got her. I got her.

I got her. I got her!

Safe.

[ALL CHEERING]

Get your hot dogs! Ice cold hot dogs!

[ORGAN PLAYS "CHARGE"]

Sing, you fool. Sing!

[SINGING NOTE]

May I? Of course.

[SINGING NOTE]

* Darling, I love you With all my heart and soul *

* Unfortunately You're too heavy to hold *

* You and I Will live in splendid bliss *

* Now, give me a big kiss *

Get out of my life!

You shouldn't go breaking people's windows.

Ohh!

Play!

[ORCHESTRA RESUMES PLAYING]

* La, la, la, la *

* Tra, la, la, la *

* Tra, la, la, la *

* Tra, la, la, la, la *

Oh!

* Tra, la, la, la *

*La, la-- * Whoa!

*Tra, la, la *

Ooh!

*Tra, la, la, la-- * Oohh!

[SINGING & YELLING]

[SINGING & YELLING]

[SCREAMING]

[CHEERING & APPLAUSE]

[CRASH]

[CHEERING & APPLAUSE]

You know, I...

think I could really get to like opera.

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[***]

* Like Abbott and Costello Like Sonny and Cher *

* Like Martin and Lewis They're a perfect pair *

* Like Laurel and Hardy Like Fontanne and Lunt *

* They're perfectly mismatched They're Rita and Runt *

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NARRATOR: 1939: in war-torn Europe,

the army of the Third Reich invades Poland.

As Warsaw falls to the enemy forces,

Polish freedom fighters fight back.

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You know, Runt,

we never should've taken that left turn at Pacoima.

This doesn't look like Burbank.

RUNT: Definitely not Burbank.

* Just look into my eyes *

* Tell me what you see *

* This looks more like Van Nuys *

* Than Burbank to me *

* Just listen to the call *

* Oh, and ain't it sweet? *

* No matter how we fall *

* We land on our feet *

* Oh, you and I *

* We're like a masquerader *

* Who travels incognito *

* With a friend *

* No matter where you go *

* You'll see me later *

* I know we'll be together In the end *

Ah.

Rita!

SOLDIER: Halt! Stop them! Desist!

[MEN SHOUTING IN GERMAN]

Soldiers! Let's scram!

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[RUNT GRUNTS]

[BOTH PANTING]

SOLDIER: Check the alley.

MAN: Where is he?

He can't be far, Herr Commandant.

Search the area! The leader of the Polish underground

must not escape the city.

Jawohl.

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[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING] Shh.

They're looking for me, not you.

Katrina, darling, this is important.

If anything should happen, no matter-- No.

You know where the station is?

Now, this is your ticket.

The train leaves at 5 p.m.

Papa?

Papa.

Papa!

Do you believe this guy?

Abandoning her just like that.

Of all the low-down, dirty--

[GASPS]

[GROWLING]

Was is it, Schnappsie? What do you hear?

[BARKING]

[SNIFFING]

[GROWLS, BARKING]

[GROWLING]

[YOWLING]

Deck him, deck him, definitely deck him, Rita.

[GROWLING]

[HISSING, BARKING]

How 'bout a little support, huh, Runt?

You're a good dog, Rita.

You fight very nicely.

Definitely, definitely a good dog.

[YOWLING]

[HISSING, BARKING]

[WHIMPERING]

[HISSING]

[WHIMPERING]

Oh, what a wonderful cat.

Thank you, thank you.

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Hey, wait for me!

[WHISTLE BLOWS] Halt!

You've done a good job, Schnappsie.

[GROWLING]

Now we must follow them.

The child will lead us to the father.

Hurry, Papa's waiting at the train station.

We're going to a new home far away.

There'll be a big backyard and trees and flowers.

[SIGHS]

And we'll all be so very happy.

Poor kid's living in a dream world.

Yeah. Dream world. So sad.

She really believes her dad's waiting.

Very sad.

That human's long gone.

Sad.

* Don't leave it up to fate *

* For the odds are slim *

* Don't gamble with your life *

* You can never win *

* We'll see her To the train *

* Then we'll leave Warsaw *

* After the child Is reconciled *

*With her papa *

Hurry or we'll be late!

Wow. Look at all the rocks, Rita.

Hundred and forty-seven. Yeah, definitely, 147 rocks.

COMMANDANT: There they go, Schnappsie.

[CLOCK CHIMING]

[IMITATING TRAIN CHUGGING]

MAN [OVER PA]: Departing 4:05 on Track Number 9

with stops in Krakow, Gdansk, Hamburg,

Berlin, Frankfurt,

Alsace-Lorraine, Nancy, and Paris.

All aboard!

I don't see Papa yet.

[TOOTING]

[ENGINE CHUGGING]

Papa! Papa!

Papa!

I hate this part.

Katrina!

Papa?

Katrina! Katrina, darling!

Run, Katrina!

This is good, definitely good.

You can do it, darling. [WHISTLE BLOWS]

COMMANDANT: After that girl!

Uh-oh.

Stop her!

He'll never leave without his daughter.

Grab her!

[BARKING]

That's right, darling, just grab my hand.

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[SCHNAPPSIE BARKING]

[GROWLING]

[SCHNAPPSIE GROWLING]

[YELPS]

Oh, Daddy!

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Have a nice life, Rita.

Sic him, Schnappsie!

[BOTH GROWLING]

It was nice while it lasted.

[YOWLING]

[BARKING]

[HISSING, BARKING]

[YELPS]

[WHIMPERING]

Gee, Rita, you were on your way to a nice new home

with a big backyard and everything.

What happened?

[TRAIN WHISTLE TOOTS]

Well, there's always tomorrow.

* You know I should have My head examined *

* The fact is I could not go without you *

* I'm fond of your slow wit *

* And your bad hairdo *

* We'll always be together *

* Me and you *

[SIGHS]

Gee, you're sweet, Rita.

Definitely sweet.

Definitely, definitely sweet.

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[ORCHESTRA TUNING]

ANNOUNCER: And now performing another classical work,

the great Wakkorotti.

[APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE STOPS]

[PLAYING PONCHIELLI'S "DANCE OF THE HOURS"]

[BELCHING]

[BELCHING]

[CHEERING & APPLAUSE]

Excuse me.

Oh, excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

NARRATOR: It's Mime Time.

Today on Mime Time:

climbing an imaginary mountain.

The end.

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It's over. It's definitely over.