Mother: Now, here is the story of the noble dog, who saved the king from the wicked wizard. Once upon a time...
Thumbelina: Oh, mother, please. Are there any stories about... about little people?
Mother: Well, as a matter of fact, there are, Thumbelina. Look.
[lifts her on to the book, which is opened to a picture of fairies]
Thumbelina: Why, they are little! Just like me!
[points to wings]
Thumbelina: But... but what are those?
Mother: Those are wings, Thumbelina. These are fairies and fairies have wings so they can fly.
Thumbelina: Mother, have you ever seen a fairy?
Mother: Well, I thought I did once.
Mother: [laughs] Yes.
[puts reading glass on to picture to magnify the image]
Mother: And here, the fairy prince and princess are having a wedding.
Thumbelina: And they live... happily ever after!
Mother: [smiles] Usually, my dear.
Thumbelina: [crawls under glasses so she is by the picture of the prince] I... suppose it works best if two people are about... the same size.
Mother: [unsure] Yes, of course.
Thumbelina: [crawls out from underneath the glasses] Well... well, that's not fair. I... I must be the only little person in the world. I wish I were big.
Mother: Oh, no, Thumbelina. No. Don't ever wish to be anything but what you are.
Thumbelina: [singing] You will be my wings/You will be my only love/You will take me far beyond the stars
Thumbelina: Jacquimo, this is silly! This is a weed patch!
Jacquimo: This is ze Vale of ze Fairies!
Thumbelina: Take me home, please.
Jacquimo: [sings] Let me be your wings
Jacquimo: Like zat. Sing like zat
Thumbelina: You will lift me high above/Everything we're dreaming of will soon be ours/Anything that we desire/Anything at all/Everyday you'll take me higher...
Thumbelina: Let's be practical. This isn't the Vale of the Fairies, and Cornelius is never coming back!
Prince Cornelius: [comes up behind her, singing] And I'll never let you fall!
Thumbelina: You..it's you..Cornelius you're alive!
Jacquimo: Hello. Welcome to Paris, city of love. Who am I? I am Jacquimo, swallow extraordinaire and lover of beautiful things.
[Jacquimo flies through the sky above the pond as he hums]
Jacquimo: [turns around] Whoa! Help? Who is saying "help"?
Thumbelina: Mr. Bird, over here!
Jacquimo: Oh! Oh, little one, are you having a bad day?
Thumbelina: Oh, I was... I was sleeping on the windowsill, waiting for Prince Cornelius to come back, and... he said he would come before morning because he loves me and...
Jacquimo: He loves you?
Jacquimo: [shakes Thumbelina's tiny hands] Congratulations!
Thumbelina: Thanks. But, well... but I was stolen away by Mrs. Toad, who says I have to marry her son, and I just...
Jacquimo: A toad? Ptooey toad! Zat is a very bad day, Mademoiselle... uh, Mademoiselle...?
Jacquimo: Thumbelina, I am Jacquimo. How can I be of service to you?
Thumbelina: Well, I must get off this lily pad, but... that's impossible.
Jacquimo: Ha-ha-ha! Nothing is impossible!
Hero: [growls upon seeing Prince Cornelius]
Thumbelina: Oh! Oh, no, Hero. See? He's nice.
Thumbelina: Hello. My name is Thumbelina.
Thumbelina: How do you do, sir? Thank you... thank you for... coming to visit.
Prince Cornelius: Oh, no trouble at all.
Prince Cornelius: The pleasure is mine.
Hero: [stops growling and falls asleep]
Thumbelina: Ooh. Sorry about that.
Prince Cornelius: Thumbelina... it's a lovely name.
Thumbelina: Thank you.
Prince Cornelius: I'm Cornelius.
Thumbelina: C... Cornelius.
Thumbelina: Well, that's a funny name! Oh! I mean, I mean it's perfect.
Thumbelina: [not knowing that Cornelius is the prince] Tell me about the fairy court. Is there a prince?
Prince Cornelius: Yes.
Thumbelina: He must be terribly handsome.
Prince Cornelius: Oh, he is.
Thumbelina: Strong and brave.
Prince Cornelius: None like him.
Thumbelina: I'd love to meet the prince.
Prince Cornelius: Oh, I'll tell him.
Queen Tabitha: Don't look now, dear husband, but our son is missing *again*.
King Colbert: [looks] So he is. I think he feels a bit silly riding that white butterfly we gave him.
Queen Tabitha: Weel, why should he feel silly?
King Colbert: It dosn't make the right impression on the young ladies.
Queen Tabitha: Well, what of the impression on the *court*! Colbert, my love, it is the Autumn *today*. And we have begun the golding of the leaves. He *should* be here!
King Colbert: Tabitha...
Queen Tabitha: He'll hurt himself. I just hope he's not buzzing through the vales on that wretched bumblebee. He is the crown prince, for Heaven's sake!
King Colbert: [laughing] Tabitha dear, have you forgotten what it's like to be 16?
Queen Tabitha: [just as they pass over, Cornelius speeds out from under the undergrowth]
Prince Cornelius: [riding on Buzz Bee] WHOA!
[catches sight of Thumbelina]
Prince Cornelius: Oh! Hello. What a beautiful voice!
[to Buzz Bee]
Prince Cornelius: Stay here, boy. I'll check this out.
Thumbelina: [miserably] I want to go home.
Ms. Fieldmouse: Well, I'm afraid you'll just have to wait here 'till spring, Thumbelina.
Thumbelina: [jumps to her feet] You know my name!
Ms. Fieldmouse: Oh, that was easy! I know much more, like you *were* engaged to the fairy prince, erm... Cornelius, I believe...
Thumbelina: W-well, almost...?
Ms. Fieldmouse: Oh, that is *so* sad!
Ms. Fieldmouse: That he was found, stone-cold-frozen *DEAD*, in the snow.
Thumbelina: [gasps and breathes] No!
Ms. Fieldmouse: [flippantly] But of course, you knew that!
[after performing with Mrs. Toad and her sons and receiving a standing ovation]
Thumbelina: Oh thank you, Mrs. Toad, thank you! They really like me! Am I a star?
Mrs. Toad: Yes. And you can call me Mama.
Mrs. Toad: You are going to marry my son Grundel.
Thumbelina: I what?
Mozo: [Grundel sulks, dipping his fingers in the water. Mozo appears and speaks in a teasing tone] Hey bro...
Grundel: Go away!
Mozo: Pond Doc has said Thumbelina give you the slip, and is going to marry a fairy prince.
Grundel: [Stands up] What fairy prince?
Mozo: Ho ho ho! You'll not be able to show your ugly face on the stage no more.
Gringo: Everybody laugh at you!
Grundel: Nobody laugh!
[Mozo and Gringo laugh]
Grundel: I said nobody laughs!
[They laugh even harder]
Grundel: I go get Thumbelina and bring her back!
[They laugh uncontrollably, and an enraged Grundel throws them up in the air]
Grundel: I marry her!
[He storms off, leaving Mozo and Gringo laughing their heads off]
Mr. Beetle: [to Thumbelina after the Beetle Ball] Don't worry, you'll get over me.
Mr. Beetle: Let go of my arm! Where are we going?
Grundel: We go to rescue Thumbelina from the mole.
Mr. Beetle: Mole? Are you outta your mind? I'm not goin' down there! Do you know what he does to beetles who go down there? Do ya have any idea what he does to 'em? He stuffs them. He stuffs them and he pins 'em on his walls!