Claud Allister credited as playing...
Sir Giles (segment "The Reluctant Dragon")
- Sir Giles: Uh, the time has come, you know.
- The Dragon: [clapping excitedly] You mean... I die now?
- Sir Giles: Oh yes indeed. As per-agreed, we'll seal our pact, old thing.
- [placing the lance under the Dragon's arm]
- Sir Giles: Take that!
- The Boy: Sir Giles, I presume?
- Sir Giles: Come, come, come, come, lad. Stop mumbling.
- The Boy: I came to talk about the dragon.
- Sir Giles: Ah, yes, yes, yes. Another tale of woe and misery, I suppose. Devoured your flocks, no doubt.
- The Boy: Oh, no, sir. He...
- Sir Giles: Aha! Made off with your loving parents, has he? Well, they shall be avenged!
- The Boy: But you don't understand...
- Sir Giles: What? Don't tell me he's kidnapped some fair damsel, with flaxen hair, and ruby lips, and form divine? Why, he can't do that to her! He shall pay dearly on the field of battle.
- The Boy: But that's just it. He won't fight.
- Sir Giles: Yes. He... He won't fight? Preposterous! The fellow must be an infernal cad. Bit of a rotter, what?
- The Boy: He is not. He's a nice old dragon who likes to write poetry.
- Sir Giles: Poetry?
- The Boy: Yes. You know, verses?
- Sir Giles: How jolly! Ha ha! I'm a bit of a bard myself, you know.
- The Boy: You a poet, too?
- Sir Giles: Yes. No doubt you've heard of my Ode to a Fleecy Cloud?
- The Boy: Well, I...
- Sir Giles: Oh fleecy cloud, O cloud of fleece, up in the sky so high... Oh. Oh, my.
- The Boy: Oh, my.
- The Boy: Do you mind if I recite a poem?
- The Dragon: You, boy? Why, well, oh, not at all!
- Sir Giles: Oh, of course, of course. Rather, rather!
- The Boy: 'Tis evening / From the stars above / A soft mysterious light / Brings thoughts of friendship, joy and love.
- [shouts]
- The Boy: Now how 'bout that fight?