Thumbelina Page #3

It's impossible.

Impossible? Nothing is impossible.

You're sure to do impossible things

If you follow your heart

Ha, ha!

Your dreams will fly on magical wings

When you follow your heart

If you have to journey far

Here's a little trick

You don't need a guiding star

Trust your ticker, get there quicker

Ha, ha!

You're sure to do impossible things

If you follow your heart

Come on, Thumbelina!

You are going home!

Your mother is waiting!

Get up, get up!

You're sure to do impossible things

If you follow your heart

Your dreams will fly on magical wings

Sing, my little chickadees!

When you follow your heart

North or south or east or west

Where to point your shoes?

Which direction is the best?

If the choosing gets confusing

Maybe it's the math you're using

You don't need a chart to guide you

Close your eyes and look inside you

Ha, ha!

You're sure to do impossible things

If you know where to start

Ha, ha!

Your dreams will fly on magical wings

When you follow

Just trust the swallow

And always follow

Your heart

Bon voyage, Thumbelina!

Never fear, I will find the prince.

Goodbye!

He's wonderful.

And I'm going home.

Cornelius, my sunshine, first you buzzed

in here on that wretched thing...

...and announced before the court that

you'd found the girl of your dreams.

And now you come back to say

she's vanished?

Kidnapped. She's been kidnapped!

You're joking!

Tabitha.

Please delay the winter frost

as long as you can.

I need time to find Thumbelina.

- Cornelius!

Don't worry, Mother, I'll be back.

Cornelius!

I'll find her!

Oh, my poor boy.

Colbert, my love, we can't delay

the frost for more than a day.

Hey, bro?

Go away.

Pond talk says Thumbelina

gave you the slip...

...and is gonna marry a fairy prince.

What fairy prince?

You not be able to show

your ugly face on-stage no more.

Everybody laugh at you.

Nobody laugh.

I said, nobody laughs!

I go get Thumbelina

and bring her back.

Whoa!

I marry her!

Look out!

Ha, ha!

Aah!

Hi, toots. Beetle's my name

and razzmatazz is my game.

How do you do? Everything okay?

I'm not your toots.

Where do you come from?

Up there.

I'm a connoisseur of sweet nectars,

a designer of rare threads...

...and a judge of beautiful women.

And you are beautiful, Miss...?

Thumbelina. And I'm going home.

What's your hurry, toots?

Relax. Take a load off.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

Perhaps you'd prefer this?

Mr. Beetle! I don't even know you.

Would you stop?

Stop? How can I stop?

I'm crazy about you, toots.

You're gorgeous.

Oh.

You're exciting. Delicious.

I am?

And I love the sound of your voice.

My voice?

Don't talk! Sing. Sing to me.

I have an idea

Can you fly me up there?

Um, why should I, toots?

From the tree I could see my house.

I'd know if I'm traveling

in the right direction to get home.

Gee, I don't know. That would be

a big, big, oh, very big favor.

I'll sing, I'll sing for you

No, no. You'll sing

at the Beetle Ball. And dance.

We are gonna be

the talk of the town, toots.

I'm not your toots,

and I don't even look like a beetle.

Come on, let's get help.

Ladies and gentlebugs...

...Berkley Beetle proudly presents

Thumbelina!

Baby, it's the Beetle ball

And bugs are crawling to get in

When they hear that beetle beat

Those beetle feet'll start to spin

And how to cheer

For you, my dear

You're beautiful, baby

Oh, my little butterfly

You flutter by at each romance

Every chance to dance with you

Puts the ants back in my pants

Let's cut a rug

My ladybug

You're beautiful, baby

I get a buzz when I have you on my wing

You tie my antennae in a knot

Now the room's reelin'

And I'm feelin' so

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Hot to trot

Let's dance, baby!

Isn't she beautiful?

Just adorable, darling.

What a piece of work.

Will you look at her?

Okay, toots, let's wing it.

I can't wing it.

I don't have any wings.

I'm getting dizzy!

Ew!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Hee-hee-hee-hee

Ha-ha-ha-ha

She, she, she, she's

So, so, so, so

Hey, that bug is a dog

- My, my!

- Unattractive.

The word, my dear, is ugly.

She's so ugly it hurts my feelers.

I hope it ain't catching.

Disgraceful.

Would you look at that

She ain't got no wings

Good gracious, me

What are those things?

She ain't got no feelers

No feelers?

She ain't got no shell

Do tell

She's got scrawny legs and knobby knees

For all we know, the gal's got fleas

She can't even fly

No, that won't do

So say goodbye

She's not for you

Sorry, toots,

I guess you're too... ugly!

Don't worry, you'll get over me.

I'm ugly?

Hey, wait for me.

Hurry, Thumbelina needs help.

Do I hear one of you say

Thumbelina needs help?

Yes.

Gnatty!

The beetle took her

and flew way up there.

Be quiet.

The beetle? I want her back!

Come on, let's go!

You big, ugly wart-face.

Now we see about this beetle.

You're sure to do impossible things

If you follow your heart

You're sure to fly on magical wings

If you follow your heart

What is the matter, Thumbelina?

I'm cold. I'm lost. And I'm hungry.

And the beetle says I'm ugly.

The beetle?

Do you love the beetle?

No.

Then never mind the beetle.

Good riddance to the beetle.

And good riddance to the toad!

Does Prince Cornelius

think you are ugly?

No, he thinks I'm beautiful.

And so you are, mon amie. Look.

I'm going home.

Jacquimo?

Hmm?

Will you find the Vale of the Fairies?

I promise.

I promise. But now we must sleep.

Thank you, Jacquimo.

Thank you.

Tomorrow is a new day.

And I will go to the forest and see

if I can find your Prince Cornelius.

A nice sunny day, huh?

It's sunny, all right,

but I'm not too sure about the nice.

I am looking for

the Vale of the Fairies.

Fairies? Beats the heck out of me.

Why don't you ask a fairy?

You know one?

No, but he might.

Excusez-moi,

I am looking for the Vale of--

Am-scray!

I can see you are a very busy fox,

so I will be brief.

Buzz off, buster!

Look. Look what I do.

I have a thorn in my wing.

This is bad, very bad.

Mon Dieu, I hope I still can fly.

I fly.

It only stings a little.

Now, where was I?

Autumn. It is Autumn.

I must hurry to find the fairy prince.

Winter is almost here.

Thumbelina!

Thumbelina, where are you?

Whoa. Whoa!

I'm looking for

a beautiful young woman.

Her name is Thumbelina.

Are you the fairy prince?

I am.

Thumbelina's gone.

Gone? Where did she go?

The beetle took her away.

What?

They're out there. Somewhere.

She's out there? In that?

There's a big toad after her.

Oh, no.

I've got to find her.

Winter's almost here.

Hurry, Buzz! My father can't

hold back the frost much longer.

Okay, okay!

Can I explain something?

What?

I don't know where she is.

We didn't hit it off too good.

So I let her go. She's not my type.

She's an ugly type.

I don't like ugly.

She is beautiful!

Whatever you say.

Look, I got an idea.

I hear that she loves

the fairy prince, right?

I crush fairy prince!

Okay, shut up and listen.

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