Victor Buono: Aragh

The Flight of Dragons

Aragh

Sir Orin Neville Smythe: [Wolf howls and approaches] Hold, cur! Not one step further!
Aragh: And is this the thanks I get? Gorbash, old friend, you look like you've seen a ghost.
[laughs]
Aragh: Matter of fact, maybe you have.
[laughs]
Smrgol: Who's laughing?
[yawns]
Smrgol: Making such a confounding racket? I hardly slept a wink all night. Missed my gold and...
[sees the wolf]
Smrgol: Aragh! Good old boy... I thought you were dead!
Peter Dickenson: You know him?
Smrgol: Know him? Of course I know - It's Aragh! Friend of the family, like a, a big brother to you.
Aragh: What's the matter Gorbash? Did the Sandmurks steal your memory?
Smrgol: Sandmurks? Were there Sandmurks, here?
[laughs]
Smrgol: Nonsense. They live by the sea.
Aragh: [laughs] Smrgol, you could always sleep through anything.

Aragh: Well, whoever is doing the shooting, god bless him. He certainly can handle a longbow.
Sir Orin Neville Smythe: I trust he's on our side.
Aragh: Look! There he is.
[a slim figure in green approaches]
Sir Orin Neville Smythe: Good show, man. I bow to such expertise and doff this helmet to a better man than I.
Danielle: And I doff my cap, to you Sir Orrin.
[sweeps off her cap; her long red hair tumbles down her back]
Sir Orin Neville Smythe: By all that's holy!
Danielle: I am Danielle of the woodland, Sir Orrin.
Sir Orin Neville Smythe: You know me?
Danielle: My father sang of your exploits. You have always been a hero of mine.
Aragh: [chuckling] Oh-ho-ho, too good to be true.
Sir Orin Neville Smythe: Hush!
Danielle: You must forgive the wood elves. They are petty outlaws, but good at their jobs. And this is their leader, Giles of the treetops.
[leaning in to look at Giles]
Danielle: For shame.
Giles of the Treetops: [abashed] We saw the dragons. We thought they were Ommadon's raiders. A thousand pardons, Sir Orrin. Had we but known...
Sir Orin Neville Smythe: Oh, think nothing of it, little fellow. The way things are nowadays, we all get a bit mucked up.
Danielle: [to Giles] Get your men down from the trees and awaken the dragons. Hurry, now.
[to Sir Orrin]
Danielle: Whatever your quest is, I should be honored to join.
Sir Orin Neville Smythe: Well, it's a bit unusual... but, speaking for myself, I should be honored - nay! Delighted to have you.