The NeverEnding Story III Page #4
- G
- Year:
- 1994
- 95 min
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Let's split.
Hey!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
What if he tells the cops?!
Let him.
We didn't do nothin'.
He stole the book. It says so
right in 'The Neverending Story'.
(Shouts) Aaaaaagh...
I'm not in Fantasia anymore!
Doesn't seem to be
anybody else around up here.
I hope I'm not the only
flying creature in these parts.
Oh, pardon me, ma'am!
May I talk to you for a second?
I'm a little lost.
(BIRDS TWITTER)
BARKY:
Ay, where am I?Last time I'm making any wishes.
Where is that kid?
Uh, pardon me, ladies.
Any of you seen a human
about 1.5 roots tall,
goes by the name
of Bastian Bucks, hmm?
Ahh! Don't worry, lady,
I'm not gonna steal your pine cones.
Huh, what is this place?
Hey, uh, balsam, hemlock, fir,
oak, aspen, maple even!
Ooh! Look at the bark formation
on that one!
I've never seen anything like it!
Is this a Greenpeace convention?
(Screams)
Oh, no, chainsaw massacre!
(GENTLE MUSIC)
(Grunts and groans faintly)
(Exclaims) Oh!
(Grunts)
Ugh! Yuck!
Uncle Rocky?
Help, help!
There's a murderer back there!
Oh, no!
(SOMBRE MUSIC)
Oh, God, I've gotta get out
of this awful place!
Oh, wait a minute!
MAN:
They're going overto second grade.
OK, let's move it out.
That gives me... an idea.
(COMICAL MUSIC)
(Exclaims and groans)
Mmm!
Ooh! Yum-meeeeeee!
(Whimpers) I no like it!
Hang on, kid, I'll save ya!
Er... with a little luck.
Hang in there, kid!
(Whimpers) Oh, oh, oh...
(Screams) Ow!
(Yells faintly) Dadda!
Here I come!
(Exclaims) Oh, Dadda!
Gotcha!
Ow! This won't help my back problem.
I hungry.
Huh? OK, OK.
We'll stop at the next rock pile.
Ooh, goody!
(FUNKY POP MUSIC)
(Rappers sing) Hear the formality
Get on the front seat...
(Shudders)
Show your personality
Be who you wanna be...
Honey, I'm home!
It is so cool to have
a nice family to come home to!
Barney...
Sis watching TV.
How was your day?
Fine.
Great!
Barney...
And Bastian...
I'll bet he's upstairs
studying already.
Barney, the school called today.
It seems Bastian
And he... well, he stole a book -
something called 'The Neverending
Story' - from the school library.
(Sighs)
Barney...
What are you looking for?
Nothing.
You wanna talk?
I can't. I'm busy right now.
Any, um... problems
with the new school?
Making any friends?
I'm fine, OK?!
(Chuckles) OK.
It's just that, um...
...sometimes it... helps
to get things off your chest.
This is all new to you.
It'll be tough for a while.
So, there's nothing you wanna?
No.
Dad?
Yeah?
Everything sucks.
OK?
OK.
Guys, you've gotta find me.
I'll never find you.
The world's too big
for a kid without a driver's licence.
Who were you talking to?
Uh, no-one.
I was... singing a song.
It's country and western.
My mom and your dad
think you have gone bonkers.
They're talking about having you
committed to a mental institution.
Oh, well. At least Mom
will get her sewing room back.
Oh, very funny!
(Sighs)
Oh, where did you get this -
the Empress?
Can't believe you actually expect
people to believe all this stuff.
I don't care what they believe.
I don't get it.
Why don't you...
just show us something
from this Fantasia place of yours?
(Sighs) I-I... I can't.
I wish I could, bu...
But... (Gasps)... I can't!
Fine. Have it your way.
"Bastian sadly clutched the Oran...
"...unable to make the one wish that
would set things right in Fantasia
"and allow him
to get on with his own life...
"...in the human world."
"Bastian returned to his telescope
"hoping against hope for some sign
of his Fantasian friends.
"As the night wore on,
his eyes grew heavier and heavier
"until he fell gently off to sleep."
(All sigh)
(Snores)
(Snorts and snores loudly)
(Grunts)
Because now I'm gonna rock his life
in the human world.
I'll make sure
he never gets a sister.
I like that.
Um, chief?
our hands on that Koran thing first?
It's Oran...
...YOU MORON!
But maybe you have a point.
If those Fantasians
can show up any minute now...
...before we even get a chance
to read about it,
this book could go flying
from our hands.
Wait, Slip...
Let's steal the necklace.
And then we get the book... forever.
(Laughs)
Permanent control
over Balthazar's story.
(LOUD CRACK, DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Falkor!
Falky, look.
Fantasia!
Oh, I don't think so.
But let's go check it out.
Ah!
(CROWD CHEERS)
(FESTIVE ORIENTAL MUSIC PLAYS)
Oh, pretty! Fantasia?
It may not be Fantasia but there's
some cute dragons here.
Excuse me. Sorry.
Heeeeey! You're nice!
Falkor!
Look over there.
Where? Oh, yeah!
Oh, boy! It's Bastion.
There!
Junior!
Bastian.
Oh, great. You two OK?
Dog! Sic the necklace!
I mean it! Just go! Go!
(Whimpers) OK.
Get it, Dog!
Go!
Don't be a wimp!
(Roars)
(Screams in terror)
(Nasties shout)
Hungry, Bastion!
Let's get out of here.
(Whimpers)
Ha, ha, ha! Bye-bye!
Bye-bye!
Yeah!
So long,
I'll be back!
No Fantasia, Bastian.
(UPLIFTING MUSIC SWELLS)
(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC CONTINUES)
(Nasties mutter and shout
with frustration)
(WIND HOWLS)
Well, genius, got any ideas
where we are?
Oh, yes.
It's definitely the human world.
The weather's so unpredictable.
You see,
there's this gigantic hole...
Yes. And it's right in the middle
of your face.
Now, why don't you shut it?
Shush!
(PATTERING FOOTSTEPS)
Oh, it's slippery.
Come on.
(Dog growls softly)
You're breathing rather heavily.
(Whines)
(PHONE RINGS)
Federal Express.
There is one problem,
We appear to be several thousand
miles from Bastian's house.
Oh, you nit-sized nitwit!
No, no, I can invent
but it may take me some time.
Ohhh!
(WIND HOWLS)
(Grunts)
Good evening.
Evening, Mr McKenzie.
When will it arrive?
Ah, tomorrow afternoon.
Come on. Get inside.
I'll change the label
to Bastian's address
when the coast is clear.
I hope we get
some advantage miles for this.
Wandering Mountain already.
If it gets to the Empress
it's all over for Fantasia.
Fly faster, Falkor!
Oh, yeah, easy for you to say!
My back is killing me.
Alright, let's head to my house.
I'll stay there with Junior
and you keep searching.
Oh, alright.
(Grumbles)
(Sighs heavily)
(WIND HOWLS)
Oh! Mm-mm.
Oh! You are home!
I was beginning to worry
about you and Junior
with all this nasty weather.
Ah... where is Junior?
Well, he's... Ohhhh.
Where's Junior?
Well, he, er...
(STONES CLATTER)
(Gasps)
Where's the rest of him?
He's in the human world.
(Gasps) Ohhhhh!
(CRASH!)
Oh, no.
Oh, that's better.
Bye-bye.
With luck he'll find them
by morning.
Come on.
Sleepy sleep.
Oh, why is it always me?
You'll sleep in here.
Nobody will notice you.
I'm tired now.
Ah. Mmm.
OK. Right here.
Don't come out
for any reason whatsoever.
Kissy kiss?
(Sighs)
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