Mrs. Brisby:
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...
[
laughs]
Jeremy:
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?
Jenner:
I learned this much: take what you can, when you can.
Justin:
Then you have learned nothing.
[
Presenting Mrs. Brisby with a glowing amulet]
Nicodemus:
Courage of the heart is very rare. The stone has a power when it's there.
Mrs. Brisby:
Auntie Shrew what's going on?
Auntie Shrew:
Indeed!
Mrs. Brisby:
Please come back inside.
Auntie Shrew:
Not for a king's ransom. I just have one thing to say
[
pointing at Martin]
Auntie Shrew:
that child is a brat.
Mrs. Brisby:
Yes, I will speak to him.
Auntie Shrew:
I came here to inform you that the frost is off the ground, and moving day is at hand. Prepare to move your very very odd family. Good day.
Nicodemus:
We can no longer live as rats. We know too much.
[
Mrs. Brisby reads the inscription on the amulet]
Mrs. Brisby:
You can unlock any door, if you only have the key.
Jenner:
Hear me! The Thorn Valley Plan is the aspiration of idiots and dreamers! We...
[
sees Justin]
Jenner:
We were just talking about you.
Justin:
That's refreshing, Jenner, usually you're screaming about us.
Cynthia:
Oh! The poor turkey fell down!
Jeremy:
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]
Great Owl:
Step inside my house.
[
Brisby hesitates]
Great Owl:
Come inside or go away.
Timmy:
Momma I'm tired of being in bed. I wanna get up.
Mrs. Brisby:
Well, you're not getting up.
Auntie Shrew:
Cast not pearls before swine, I always say, and that includes insolent piglets!
Jenner:
With Nicodemus out of the way, what's to stop us from taking over?
Sullivan:
Jenner, you can't kill Nicodemus.
Jenner:
No taste for blood, eh? They've taken the animal out of you.
Jenner:
Listen. The Brisby house is a large cement block. In the moving, what if it should fall?
Sullivan:
An accident?
Jenner:
Of course! Cut the lines, and the weight of it will crush his bones!
Sullivan:
It's risky.
Jenner:
Once rid of Nicodemus, the plan will die. We can stay her as long as we like.
Sullivan:
What about Justin?
Jenner:
Leave him to me.
Auntie Shrew:
Run! The plow is here! Run for your lives! Run! It's moving day!
Justin:
It's Jenner. He's at it again.
Mr. Ages:
There blows an ill wind!
Justin:
He's before the Grand Council now. This time he's attacking Nicodemus openly.
Mr. Ages:
And the plan, no doubt.
Justin:
Nothing will come of it. I'll pass.
Mr. Ages:
Beware, boy, he's dangerous! He'll be the undoing of the rats of NIMH.
Jeremy:
Hey, there's a cat out there!
Mrs. Brisby:
Quiet! Does he see you?
Jeremy:
No.
[
whimpering]
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...
Nicodemus:
Johnathan could not tell you about us because the injections slowed the aging process. You see, you would have grown old, while he remained young.
Mrs. Brisby:
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.
Nicodemus:
Johnathan, wherever you are, your thoughts must comfort her tonight. She will be waiting, and you will not return.
[
repeated line]
Jeremy:
Excuse me, pardon me.
Jeremy:
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.
Jenner:
The plan is nothing but folly, a doddering old fool's fantasy! Nicodemus would have us destroy this colony only to lead us to starvation in some wilderness!
Justin:
He! Good old Jenner.
Jeremy:
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.
Martin:
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!
[
Falls down]
Cynthia:
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.
Mrs. Brisby:
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]
Jeremy:
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.
Mrs. Brisby:
[
Confronted by a large rat with a battleaxe] H-hello. I was sent here to find Nicodemus. Are you Nicodemus?
[
the rat swipes at her]
Mrs. Brisby:
Please, I need help.
Mrs. Brisby:
Pardon me, but I couldn't help noticing that you're limping.
Mr. Ages:
That is none of your affair. Now, to what you are about to see and hear you must swear absolute secrecy.
Mrs. Brisby:
Yes, I understand...
Mr. Ages:
Swear it!
Mrs. Brisby:
I swear.
Mr. Ages:
If word were to get out, we'd have all of humanity here to-to blow the place apart.
Mrs. Brisby:
Is it always this dark?
Mr. Ages:
We're down three feet.
Justin:
[
Sneaks up behind Mr. Ages and covers his eyes] Reveal thy name.
Mr. Ages:
Justin, you featherhead! Get your hands off me!
Jenner:
Friends, we cannot move the Brisby home.
Mr. Ages:
We-we can't just leave it here, in the mud.
Jenner:
The equipment is a shambles. One day we will journey to Thorn Valley, just as Nicodemus wanted, but not now. Come, let us return to the rosebush, where we belong.
[
the phone rings in middle of night]
Farmer Fitzgibbons:
I'm coming, I'm coming! Hold your horses! Hello? Who? NIMH? Oh, yeah, NIMH. You called about the rats. I don't know about any special behavior, but the traps sure don't work. Morning? Suits me just fine. No, no. You can buldoze that rosebush right out of here. I want those rats exterminated. Now, there's no charge, right? All right. I'll see you in the morning.
[
Hangs up]
Mrs. Brisby:
NIMH? They're coming here?
[
gasps]
Mrs. Brisby:
I must warn Justin!
Jeremy:
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:
[
sigh] 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]
Jeremy:
Ow! Excuse me, pardon me.
Miss Right:
Excuse me, pardon me.
Cynthia:
Look mommy. Another turkey.
Auntie Shrew:
The Great Owl would know what to do about this. You must go see him.
Mrs. Brisby:
I couldn't do that. Owls eat mice.
Auntie Shrew:
Well, my child, show a little courage. We're fighting for Timmy's life.
Nicodemus:
Johnathan, your wife has come at last. Perhaps now I can repay you for your kindness to me, yet Mrs. Brisby may serve the rats of NIMH more than we her. Jenner, I fear, could do her harm. He is consumed by a lust for power. Thus far the amulet has remained safely hidden, but if he finds it... Heaven help us.
Auntie Shrew:
Why me, that I alone should be responsible for the welfare of the entire field? It's monstrous!
[
Mrs. Brisby listens to the farmer start the tractor]
Auntie Shrew:
What did I tell you? Moving day.
Mrs. Brisby:
It can't be.
Auntie Shrew:
It certainly can. I don't supposed you've packed.
Mrs. Brisby:
What about Timmy? The chill in the air could kill him.
Auntie Shrew:
Well, child, that tractor surely will. For the last time, get your children out of here before it's too late.
Mrs. Brisby:
I went to see the Great Owl.
Mr. Ages:
Owl? You say you saw the Owl?
Mrs. Brisby:
Yes. He told me to ask for Nicodemus.
Mr. Ages:
Yes, I know Nicodemus.
Mrs. Brisby:
He lives with the rats.
Mr. Ages:
More specifically, he's the leader of the rats.
Mrs. Brisby:
You know him?
Mr. Ages:
[
abruptly] No one has ever seen the Owl! And live to tell about it.
Great Owl:
I must bid you good evening, Mrs...
Mrs. Brisby:
Mrs. Brisby.
Great Owl:
Brisby? Mrs. Johnathan Brisby?
Mrs. Brisby:
Why, yes. He was my husband. But how did you know about him?
Great Owl:
That is not important. I will say this: His name is not unknown in these woods.
Jeremy:
So... do you like me?
Mrs. Brisby:
Of course I like you. Bye now!
[
resumes her journey home]
Jeremy:
No, i mean... um, i mean... you don't think I'm clumsy or anything?
[
loses balance, falls through hole]
Jeremy:
[
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:
[
sarcastic] 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]
Jeremy:
I'll just be a little athl... AHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGH!
[
trips over Cynthia]
Nicodemus:
In the beginning, we were ordinary street rats, stealing our daily bread, and living off the efforts of man's work. We were captured, put in cages, and sent to a place called NIMH. There were other animals there, in cages. They were put through the most unspeakable torture, to satisfy some scientific curiosity. Often, at night, I would hear them cry out in anguish. Twenty rats and eleven mice were given injections. Our world began changing.
Jenner:
Nicodemus is cooperating beautifully.
Sullivan:
Jenner...
Jenner:
Standing in just the right spot.
Sullivan:
Jenner, I... I can't...
Jenner:
When the block reaches the middle, you cut the line.
Sullivan:
I...
Jenner:
[
Holding a sword to Sullivan's throat] Don't get any ideas, my friend. You're in this up to your neck.
Mrs. Fitzgibbons:
Dragon! You lazy kitty. Go chase some of those rats out in the barn. I've never seen a cat sleep so much.
Mrs. Brisby:
Please. I would do anything for Timothy. Anything.
Great Owl:
There is a way. Go to the rats.
Mrs. Brisby:
But I don't know any rats.
Great Owl:
In the rosebush.
Mrs. Brisby:
Oh, yes. Near the farmhouse.
Great Owl:
Go there. Ask for Nicodemus.
Mrs. Brisby:
Nicodemus? But how can they help?
Great Owl:
They must move your house to the lee of the stone.
Mrs. Brisby:
No rat could move my house. It's a...
Great Owl:
They have ways.
Mrs. Brisby:
I don't understand, but I will do as you say.
Teresa:
Oh! Auntie Shrew!
Cynthia:
Oh, Auntie!
Martin:
Oh, no!
Martin:
I'm not afraid of the dark!
Auntie Shrew:
Martin!
Martin:
I'm not afraid of the farmer!
Auntie Shrew:
I can't hear!
Martin:
I'm not afraid of Dragon. I'm not even afraid of... of the Great Owl!
Auntie Shrew:
Oh, hush up!
Martin:
Ah, you hush up!
Auntie Shrew:
Precocious monster!
Martin:
Bossy bullfrog!
Auntie Shrew:
Spoiled brat!
Martin:
Loudmouth!
Jeremy:
Well, uh, let me explain! Oh, what a lovely hat you're wearing!
Auntie Shrew:
Don't you sweet-talk me!
Auntie Shrew:
You think the world owes you a living, right?
Jeremy:
Right!
Auntie Shrew:
Wrong!
Jeremy:
Wrong! Oh!
Jeremy:
Nice evening, huh? I told you you'd love flying.
Mrs. Brisby:
I don't know how I let you talk me into this!
Jeremy:
I haven't found Miss Right yet, but when I do,
[
sings]
Jeremy:
the whole world will hear us singing!
Jeremy:
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]
Jeremy:
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.
Mrs. Brisby:
You're in great danger. NIMH is coming!
Jenner:
[
quickly] Come come, let's return to the rosebush...
Mrs. Brisby:
NIMH is coming!
Rat 1:
NIMH!
Mrs. Brisby:
In the morning!
Rat 2:
NIMH!
Mrs. Brisby:
Yes. You will all die unless you leave the farm tonight.
Jenner:
Lies!
Mrs. Brisby:
Please! You must believe me!
Rat 1:
What if it's true?
Rat 2:
We'll all be killed!
Rat 3:
Don't panic!
Jenner:
Don't listen! She's hysterical!
Mrs. Brisby:
Get out now... Auughhh!
[
With a vicious backhand, Jenner sends Mrs. Brisby flying. He shucks his cape and draws his sword]
Jenner:
You get out! I've had enough!
Justin:
It was you. You did it. You killed Nicodemus. That was no accident.
Jenner:
Yes. I killed him.
[
Jeremy sneaks up behind her wearing a human blouse like a large hooded robe - he pulls the "hood" back]
Mrs. Brisby:
[
surprised] Jeremy!
Jeremy:
Shhhh!
[
whispering]
Jeremy:
I'm in *disguise*!
[
laughs]
Auntie Shrew:
I shall... return!
[
first lines]
Nicodemus:
Johnathan Brisby was killed today while helping with the plan.
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