The Secret of NIMH Page #2

I'm not afraid of the dark!

I'm not afraid of the farmer!

I can't hear!

I'm not even scared of Dragon.

I'm not even afraid of... of... of the Great Owl!

Will you hush up?

Aw, you hush up!

Martin!

Precocious monster!

Bossing bullfrog!

Spoiled brat!

Loudmouth!

That will be quite enough, thank you!

Cast not pearls before swine, I always say...

and that includes impudent piglets! Good day!

Oh! You impertinent little...

Martin! Auntie Shrew, what's going on!?

Indeed!

Please... come back inside...

Not for a king's ransom!

I have just one thing to say

That child is a brat!

Yes, I will speak to him.

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.

You never know what might be lurking about out here

what with rats and...

Well, children. now you've done it.

It was Martin.

The Shrew means well.

She only wants to help.

Gosh, I'm sorry, Mom.

Is Timmy gonna die?

No, sweetheart. He's just very sick.

What's the matter with him, Mother?

Mr. Ages called it... pneumonia.

pneumonia?

When will he get better?

Soon... I hope.

Off to bed with you now.

Dear, a man came by today, from NIMH.

NIMH?

Yes, you know!

The National Institute of Mental Health.

He was asking if we had noticed...

anything strange... about the rats on the farm

Well, I said "No, nothing unusual".

Beth, I have to get up early.

Oh, it gave me goosebumps to hear him carry on that way!

Like the rats might have some horrible disease!

Night, Beth...

I told him you'd call him back.

What did I tell you? Moving!

It can't be!

It certainly can!

I don't suppose you've packed!

What about Timmy?

The chill in the air could kill him!

Well child, that tractor surely will.

For the last time, get your children out of here

before it's too late!

Run! The plow is here, run!

It's Moving Day!

Run!

The plow is here!

Run!

Run! Get out!

Brisby!

Go get... Timothy!

Please! Take the children out of here!

Mommy, we can't leave Timmy!

Go with Auntie Shrew.

I've got to try to stop that thing!

Wait! You're out of your mind!

Brisby, come back!

Brisby! Hang on!

Hang on!

Brisby!

Come on! Come on!

Well of all the rotten luck...

fuel line's cut.

He'll come back tomorrow...

I wish Jonathan were here.

Well, he's not.

Stop it!

What am I going to do?

We'll think of something.

Come on, let's get out of here.

The Great Owl would know what to do about this.

You must go see him.

Oh I... I couldn't do that.

Owls eat mice!

Well my child, show a little courage!

We're fighting for Timmy's life!

Jonathan, your wife, I fear..

is in desperate trouble.

A visit to the Great Owl

may indeed be profitable.

Go to the Owl then, Mrs. Brisby.

Go there!

Nice evening huh?

I told you you'd love flying.

I don't know how

I let you talk me into this!

Aw, don't thank me, Mrs. Briz.

When we get to the Great Owl

he'll know just what to

do about everything!

Owls eat mice!

Ummmm... only after dark...

That must be the Owl's tree over there.

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody home?

Well, the place looks deserted.

I guess we'd better get outta here.

Step inside my house...

Come inside, or go away.

Timothy... remember Timothy.

Why have you come?

Please forgive me for disturbing you...

but my son's life is in great danger.

The plow has come early this year and...

Move your family.

Yes... I would move,

but Timothy has pneumonia.

He can't even get out of bed.

You must move it to a place

where it will be safe from the plow.

Please... there must be another way.

There is no other way.

I must bid you good evening, Mrs...?

Mrs. Brisby.

Brisby? Mrs. Jonathan Brisby?

Why yes! He was my husband!

But... how do you know about him?

That is not important.

I will say this...

his name is not unknown in these woods.

Please sir...

I'll do anything to save Timmy.

Anything.

There is a way.

Go to the rats.

But I don't know any rats!

In the rosebush.

Oh yes...

near the farmhouse.

Go there.

Ask for Nicodemus.

Nicodemus?

But how can they help?

They must move your house

to the lee of the stone.

No rat could move my house! It's...

They have ways!

I don't understand...

but I will do as you say.

It is night. I must go.

Remember... the lee of the stone.

What... what did he say?

He said to go to the rats.

Rats. What rats?

The lee of the stone...

Mrs. Briz! Briz!

Oh, excuse me, pardon me.

Jeremy? What on earth?

I'm in disguise!

Jeremy, please, not now!

I'm trying to find the entrance,

and these thorns are very dense.

Here, let me help you...

Will you be quiet?

They'll hear you!

I've got to find this Nicodemus

before the farmer gets that tractor fixed!

I'll keep a lookout!

Will you...! You're going to get us both killed!

I don't see anybody coming.

If you really wanted to help me,

you'd go away.

Why that's very brave of you, Mrs. Briz

but I can't... I can't leave you here alone.

Why, if anything were to happen,

think... think of the children!

That's it!

huh? That's what?

Jeremy

someone strong should be protecting my children.

In case that tractor starts up again.

Oh, in case the tra...

Hey! How 'bout me?

Oh, would you?

Yeah, sure! That'd be terrific practice!

Girls can't resist a guy who's good with kids,

you know, domestic type.

Play games, help out, domestic!

Yes. Yes, domestic.

Now whatever you do

don't tell them where I am.

My lips are sealed, Mrs. Briz.

Bye.

Good luck with the rats!

Where do you live?

By that big stone in the garden.

Just stay out of trouble?

Not to worry, Mrs. Briz.

I love kids and kids love me.

Kids love me and I love kids

Dragon! You lazy kitty!

Go catch some of those

rats out in the barn!

I've never seen a cat sleep so much.

Er... hello.

I'm... I'm Mrs. Brisby.

Umm... I was told to see Nicodemus.

Are you Nicodemus?

Please, I need help!

Who goes there?

Me!

Mrs... Brisby?

what are you doing here?

Oh! Oh thank goodness it's you!

How in thunder did you get in here?

The plow has come early to the field...

you had better march straight

back out the way you came!

...I can't bring Timothy out.

The chill in the air will kill him!

That's another matter.

That doesn't explain what you're doing here.

...and that big rat chased me away.

But I must see Nicodemus!

The Owl told me to see Nicodemus!

Well, yes, perhaps you should...

The owl said?

Here now, what owl?

What are you talking about?

I went to see the Great Owl.

The Owl? You say you saw... the Owl?

Yes, and he said I should ask for Nicodemus.

Er, yes, I know Nicodemus.

He lives with the rats.

More specifically, he is the leader of the rats.

You know him?

No one has ever seen the Owl...

and lived to tell about it!

Please... could you take me to see Nicodemus?

Well...

ye-e-ess, yes.

But for your sake, I hope you're telling the truth!

Come on.

What about the large rat at the entrance?

I can't go back there. I can't.

Oh, that's just Brutus. Follow me.

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