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: You keep making all that noise, and Dragon's sure to hear you, if he hasn't already. Jeremy
: Wouldn't you sing too? I mean, if you felt...
: if you felt the call of the wild? Mrs. Brisby
: I would not, if I knew there was a cat nearby. Jeremy
: But she's out there, somewhere. And when I find here, I'll feel it way down in my wish bone. I - -What cat?
: If I was anywhere near a cat, I'd be sneezing my brains out. You see, I'm alergic to KAAAH!... I'm alergic to KAAY!... I'm alergic to...
[prolonged sneezing fit
: Hey, there's a cat out there! Mrs. Brisby
: Quiet! Does he see you? Jeremy
: Yes! Mrs. Brisby
: Stand perfectly still. Jeremy
: Everything's fine. He's headed right for us! Mrs. Brisby
: Don't panic. Fast or slow? Jeremy
: Medium. Make that fast, very fast - I have to go now...
: If you're going to feather a nest, you've got a lot to learn about how to treat a lady. Jeremy
: Right. When you're right, you're right, and you're right. None of the girls I meet wanna get serious. Mrs. Brisby
: I doubt they'd survive.
: Excuse me, pardon me.
: I think I have real potential. I mean, girls go for the athletic type, don't they? Mrs. Brisby
: Jeremy, you're stepping on my tail. Jeremy
: Oh, yeah! Excuse me, pardon me.
: You can't leave me here like this. There's a ca-cat... there's a ca-ca... he's very big, and he might... and he might... Ungh! Auntie Shrew
: Good! Good riddance. Teresa! Martin! That's the least you deserve. Teresa
: Auntie. Auntie Shrew
: There you are! Keep an eye on this hooligan, make sure he doesn't get away until I can get help. And as for you, you black buzzard, I wouldn't try anything. I shall return.
: Well, I guess we better untie him. Teresa
: Martin, I don't think... Martin
: Hey! Mom helped a crow in the field the day before yesterday. Cynthia
: He's trying to talk. Teresa
: He looks like a loony. Martin
: He even took her to see the Great Owl. Teresa
: So? Martin
: So this could be the same crow. Jeremy
: That's me! I'm the crow. Untie me quick. I can't stand it! Teresa
: What are you doing here? Jeremy
: Good question, but don't ask. The legs. The legs! The leeegs!
: Aw, the poor turkey fall down. Jeremy
: I'm not a turkey! Your mother... Teresa
: Where's our mother? Martin
: You black buzzard! Tell us where she is... Jeremy
: Stop tickling me! Teresa
: I'll tie you back up... Jeremy
: She went to see the rats! Teresa
: You took our mother to the rats? Martin
: I'm gonna go look. Jeremy
: No! Wait! the rats, good, Stay. They're coming here to move your house where it's safe! Understand? The Owl says they're good and smart! Get it? Martin
: You're right. He's a loony.
: Jeremy? Jeremy
: Shh! I'm being followed. Mrs. Brisby
: Followed? Jeremy
: A crazy lady with a hat! She has big teeth, she tied me up, and...
[Sees Mrs. Brisby's amulet
: Ooh! oh-oh-oooh! A sparkly! Mrs. Brisby
: What? Jeremy
: You're wearing a sparkly! Can I have it? Can I? Mrs. Brisby
: Pay attention. Jeremy
: [still mesmerized by the amulet
] Wow. Mrs. Brisby
: I need you to get some string. Jeremy
: Str-ing... Mrs. Brisby
: To move the block. Jeremy
: Move... the block. Hey! I've got string! I've been saving them. Mrs. Brisby
: You do? Jeremy
: Oh, yes. Red ones, blue ones, green, yellow... Mrs. Brisby
: Good. Bring all the string you can. Jeremy
: Okay... that'll take all day. Mrs. Brisby
: Good! Get going. Jeremy
: Just thought I'd mention in passing... I've always wanted a sparkly of my very own. Mrs. Brisby
: Will you get going? Jeremy
: Oh! Excuse me, pardon me. Bye.
: Miss Briz! Oh, Briz! Where are you? Mrs. Brisby
: Over here. Jeremy
: [Arrives with bag of string
] Well, here it is. I brought the whole nest. There's plenty more where this came from. I've got connections. Hey! Your house is moved. Oh, no! What am I gonna do with all this string? Mrs. Brisby
: You'll think of something. Jeremy
] Ah, what's the use. What's a guy like me going to do with a love nest anyway?
[as he starts to leave Jeremy is knocked over by another crow
: Ow! Excuse me, pardon me. Miss Right
: Excuse me, pardon me. Cynthia
: Look mommy. Another turkey.
: So... do you like me? Mrs. Brisby
: Of course I like you. Bye now!
[resumes her journey home
: No, i mean... um, i mean... you don't think I'm clumsy or anything?
[loses balance, falls through hole
: [needs something to impress a female crow he just met
] Mrs. Briz! Mrs. Briz! Gimme the sparkly! I gotta have the sparkly! Mrs. B, I gotta have it! Girls can't resist sparklys! Oh, please? PLEEEEEEEZ? Mrs. Brisby
: I gave it to Justin. Jeremy
: Justin? Who the heck is Justin? Mrs. Brisby
: The leader of the rats! Jeremy
] The leader of the rats. How could you do this to me? What'll I say? Mrs. B... what'll I do? Mrs. Brisby
: Just be, um... be athletic! Jeremy
: Ah, hah! That's right! Athletic...
[gets up and starts running back to female crow
: I'll just be a little athl... AHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGH!
[trips over Cynthia
: Well, uh, let me explain! Oh, what a lovely hat you're wearing! Auntie Shrew
: Don't you sweet-talk me!
: You think the world owes you a living, right? Jeremy
: Right! Auntie Shrew
: Wrong! Jeremy
: Wrong! Oh!
: Nice evening, huh? I told you you'd love flying. Mrs. Brisby
: I don't know how I let you talk me into this!
: I haven't found Miss Right yet, but when I do,
: the whole world will hear us singing!
: Hey, you were a girl once. Maybe you can teach me how to... you know, how to, uh... Mrs. Brisby
: Behave yourself? Jeremy
: I'm not that bad. I just need a few pointers to polish my style.
[trips and falls down
: Oof! Mrs. Brisby
: Jeremy, I've got to go home. Jeremy
: Uh, let me fly you home. We can talk on the way. Mrs. Brisby
: No, thank you. I'm afraid of heights. Jeremy
: All right, so we'll walk.
[Jeremy sneaks up behind her wearing a human blouse like a large hooded robe - he pulls the "hood" back
] Mrs. Brisby
] Jeremy! Jeremy
: I'm in *disguise*!