Roscoe Lee Browne: Narrator

Babe

Narrator

[last lines]
Narrator: And though every single human in the stands or in the commentary boxes was at a complete loss for words, the man who in his life had uttered fewer words than any of them knew exactly what to say.
Farmer Hoggett: That'll do, pig. That'll do.

[first lines]
Narrator: This is a tale about an unprejudiced heart, and how it changed our valley forever. There was a time not so long ago when pigs were afforded no respect, except by other pigs; they lived their whole lives in a cruel and sunless world. In those days pigs believed that the sooner they grew large and fat, the sooner they'd be taken into Pig Paradise, a place so wonderful that no pig had ever thought to come back.
Babe: [as his mother is taken away by the piggery staff] Good-bye, Mom.
Narrator: So when the day came for their parents to go to that other world of endless pleasures, it was not a time for young pigs to be sad, just another step towards the day when they, too, would make the journey.

Narrator: There are many perfectly nice cats in the world, but every barrel has its bad apples, and it is well to heed the old adage, "Beware the bad cat bearing a grudge."

[Babe sees the wild dogs attacking Maa]
Narrator: Now the pig understood why the sheep called all dogs 'wolves'. And he was filled with a deep and terrible rage.

Narrator: Fly decided to speak very slowly, for it was a cold fact of nature that sheep were stupid, and there was nothing that could convince her otherwise.
Fly: Please, someone tell me... what happened this morning.
Narrator: The sheep decided to speak very slowly, for it was a cold fact of nature that wolves were ignorant, and there was nothing that could convince them otherwise.
Sheep: Babe came. He saved us.

Narrator: [as Fly and Rex's puppies are being sold] The time comes for all creatures when childhood ends and the doorway opens to life as an adult. And so it was with Fly's pups. Though that time was all too soon for Fly.

Narrator: It was at that time that Mrs. Hoggett began to worry about her husband. But Farmer Hoggett knew that little ideas that tickled and nagged and refuse to go away should never be ignored. For in them, lie the seeds of destiny.

[as Babe and Farmer Hoggett meet for the first time]
Narrator: The pig and the farmer regarded each other. And for a fleeting moment, something passed between them. A faint sense of some common destiny.

Narrator: When embarking on an audacious crime, a duck needs a willing accomplice. A creature who is reliable, beyond suspicion, and above all... extremely gullible.

Narrator: [Ferdinand has persuaded Babe to help him steal the Hoggets' new alarm clock] Now the duck knew exactly what he had to do. The alarm clock had to go. His very life depended on it.
[Ferdinand and Babe peer into the Hoggets' bedroom window, seeing the clock on the bedside table]
Ferdinand: Do you see it?
Babe: Yes.
Ferdinand: Good.

Narrator: [after Rex , in a fit of jealous rage over Babe hearding the ship, attacked Fly and bit Farmer Hogget] A dark cloud had descended on the valley. And the pig felt that the troubles were all his fault. But he was certain that he knew how to put things right again.

Rex: [having caught Babe wrecking the farmhouse to help Ferdinand sabotage the alarm clock] It was my mistake. I was trying to loosen things up a little. But no. Today proves that it doesn't work. From now on, we'll all respect the rules. To each creature its own destiny and every animal in its proper place. And a pig's proper place is under the old cart, not in the barn and absolutely never in the house. Is that understood?
Babe: [reluctantly] Yes, sir.
Rex: Now, Pig, regarding the company you keep. Being young, it's hard to discriminate, so I'll make it easy for you. I forbid you to talk to or consort with that duck ever. Do I make myself clear?
Babe: What's consort?
Horse: It means, young man, that you must not go anywhere near that duck.
Rex: And as for the fugitive duck, when he shows himself, let him know this, being a duck, he must behave like a duck. No more of this crowing and nonsense. He should accept what he is and be thankful for it. That goes for all of us.
Cow: Here, here!
Narrator: Rex continued long into the night. Elsewhere, there was more talk. The subject was Christmas dinner and whether that year the main course would be roast pork or Duck a l'Orange.