Rock-A-Doodle
- G
- Year:
- 1991
- 77 min
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(lion roaring)
(pleasant orchestral music)
- [Patou] Once upon a time,
back before I knew how to tie
my shoes, the sun came up.
Now, I know an everyday sunrise
may not seem like such a
big deal to some folks.
But, imagine for a moment,
if instead of rising up like this,
she took a look around and
decided to go back to sleep.
It happened once to us.
Let me tell you all about it.
Cock-a-doo
Hoo hoo hoo hoo
Whoa
Ohdeohdelayhee hee
Cock-a-doo, what a day
The sun is shining brightly
Cock-a-doo, sunny day
Down here on the farm
Cock-a-doo, stay away
You big ol' wet ol' rain cloud
Or I'll cry out loud
With this voice of mine
- [Patou] This was our
rooster, Chanticleer.
And though it was true that
fact was, that boy could sing.
Sun do shine
Sun do shine, sun do shine, sun do shine
Well, my daddy taught me how to sing,
And that's why this
voice means everything
Sun do shine
- [Patou] We all had our jobs on the farm,
and Chanticleer's was to wake up the sun.
And when he crowed, up she came.
Let it shine, let it shine
Let it shine
- [Patou] Hey, look,
here's me tying my shoes.
- Hi, Patou, what you doin'?
- I'm trying to tie these doggone shoes.
- (laughs) Again?
(chickens clucking)
Well, hi ladies.
- Oh, he's so handsome.
- [Hen In Polka Dots] Sings like a dream.
- He's a dream.
- And he's single, too.
- [Patou] He maybe wasn't the
smartest bird that ever lived,
but when he crowed, there was
plenty of peace and harmony.
- Hey!
- [Patou] Well, plenty of harmony, anyway.
And lots of sunshine.
Well, my daddy taught me how to sing
And that's why this
voice means everything
Sun do shine, you
better shine, better shine
Well, the sun do shine, you better shine
You better shine
You better shine, sun, you better shine
Digidigidigidowdow
(laughing)
- [Patou] There was no doubt about it.
Old Chanticleer kept us
animals up and shining.
- [All] Good day, Mr. Chanticleer.
- [Patou] But all that
was about to change.
One morning, before
Chanticleer was even awake.
- Hey, Chanticleer.
- [Patou] A stranger snuck onto our farm
to stop Chanticleer from crowing.
Of course, Chanticleer wouldn't
give up without a fight.
But what he didn't know
was that this stranger had been sent
by the Grand Duke of Owls.
Nasty fella.
(grunting)
The good news here was that
Chanticleer had won the fight.
The bad news was, the Grand Duke's bully
had done his dirty deed,
for in all the commotion
Chanticleer had plum forgot to crow.
And the sun was comin' up without him.
(gasping)
When Chanticleer saw
this, it broke his heart.
never did raise the sun.
- Look, it's comin' up without him.
- You're a phony.
- He's a fake!
- Hey, everybody, cock-a-doodle-doo!
(laughing)
- [Patou] The Grand Duke's
evil plan had worked.
He had turned us against
our very best friend.
crow, poor Chanticleer
left the farm to look
for work in the city.
Then came the rain, and
our troubles with the Duke.
- [Edmond] Who's that, Mom?
- That's the Grand Duke.
He's the one who's
causing all the trouble.
He sent that mean old rooster
to Chanticleer's farm to pick a fight.
- Hm, how come?
- Because he didn't like
Chanticleer doing all that crowing
and bringing up the sun.
- How come?
- Well, like most owls, he
likes the darkness and the rain.
- I'm not afraid of the dark.
(gasps)
- Oh, it's you.
You scared me!
- Dory, we got big problems.
Have you looked out there?
If that rain doesn't stop,
we're all gonna go
floatin' down the river.
- [Patou] This is my
favorite part of the story.
His name is Edmond, of course
he didn't look quite like
this when I first met him.
Anyhow, we weren't the only
folks having our troubles.
Poor Edmond's family was
- [Father] The river's widened too fast,
we gotta reinforce the sandbags.
- [Mother] Oh, you think that'll work?
- [Father] We'll make it work.
I'll get the boys.
- Me too!
- You stop right there.
- Aw Mom, I'm one of the boys.
- He meant the big boys.
- I'm big enough.
- Not yet you're not, darling.
- [Radio] The U.S. Weather
Bureau is expecting
yet another--
(static)
Downpour in the areas worst
hit by this week's flooding.
- [Older Boy] Dad, Mom, come on,
bring the stuff around to the front.
- [Radio] Governor Dale declared
a state of national emergency--
- Come on, guys, move it.
I need some help, we've
gotta get the animals inside.
- [Patou] So while Scott and Mark
got to help protect the
house against the flood,
poor Edmond was left behind where
he'd be safe and out of trouble.
- It's my house too, I wanna help.
- Well then, pray for the rain
to stop, and that'll help.
- [Father] Dory, I can't
find the flashlight!
- Coming!
Now you stay here where
it's safe, pumpkin.
I'm gonna help your father
and I'll be right back.
- [Older Boy] Come on, dad.
- [Father] Great, let's go!
- Hey Dad, they said on the radio
the National Guard might come.
- I am too a big boy.
"And without a reason to crow,
Chanticleer left the farm.
"Then came the rain."
(thunder)
- Mom, here!
- How is she, Frank?
- Just start the truck, she'll be okay.
Hey, hey!
- I know what we need here.
We need Chanticleer.
(thunder)
(water rushing)
(gasps)
Mom!
- Boys, the levee's breaking!
- Chanticleer!
Chanticleer!
(explosion)
- [Patou] Edmond had the right
idea to call for Chanticleer,
who was gonna answer.
(heavy footsteps)
- Chanticleer?
- No, it's not Chanticleer.
- Who...
Who are you?
- You put your finger in
the Duke's face, remember?
These are expensive, brat!
But that is not why the
Duke is going to eat you.
- Eat me?
- Oh dear, now I've gone
and spoiled the surprise.
But you see, we creatures of the night
have worked very hard
to make absolutely sure
that that bird does not return.
You, you, with no regard
for the feelings of others,
had the nerve to call
him back here by name!
And besides, I positively
loathe rock and roll.
(laughing maniacally)
- You're not gonna eat me!
- [Patou] And that's when
the Duke hit the ceiling.
Chanticleer back to raise the sun,
the Duke was gonna have
somethin' to say about it.
- Kittens are more digestible.
- [Patou] Young Edmond was about to have
the most amazing adventure
he'd ever dreamed of.
(yowling)
(evil laughter)
- Mom, Dad, wake me up!
- [Patou] This is where I come in.
(chomp)
(yelling)
- You'll pay for this, Patou!
This does not concern you.
- It does if it's about Chant--
- The light, the owls hate the light!
(+screams)
- Whew.
Hey, hey boy.
We were this close.
Oh, that flashlight biz was
quick thinking on your part.
What's your name, little fella?
- Edmond.
Is he gone?
- Yeah, he's gone, but he'll be back
and he won't be alone, the coward.
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