The Hoggetts' granddaughter: [opens her present to reveal the beautiful dollhouse Mr. Hoggett made; begins crying] Wwwwaaaaaahh!
Mrs. Esme Hoggett: Oh, what's wrong, dear?
The Hoggetts' granddaughter: [sobs] It's the wrong one. I WANT THE HOUSE I SAW ON THE TELEVISION!
Mrs. Esme Hoggett: [consoles her] Oh,
there, there.
Babe: [relieved that he's alive] Ferdinand!
Cow: If you're out here, who's that in there?
Ferdinand: Her name's Rosanna.
[They watch the Hoggett family carve the roast duck]
Ferdinand: Why Rosanna? She - she had such a beautiful nature.
Babe: Oh, Ferdinand...
Ferdinand: I can't take it anymore.
Cow: [disapprovingly] Really.
Ferdinand: The fear's too much for a duck. It - it eats away at the soul! There must be kinder dispositions in far-off gentler lands.
Cow: The only way you'll find happiness is to accept that the way things are is the way things are.
Ferdinand: 'The way things are' stinks! I'm not gonna be a goner, I'm gone! I wish all of you the best of luck.
[Ferdinand and Babe are planning to steal the Alarm clock behind the dog house outside the Hoggett farm house]
Babe: So I go through the kitchen, across the living room.
Ferdinand: Good, good, good!
Babe: I go into the bedroom...
Ferdinand: Yup!
Babe: ...Get the mechanical
rooster...
Ferdinand: Yep!
Babe: ...And bring it out to you.
Ferdinand: What about the cat?
Babe: Oh, I'll *quietly* bring it out to you.
Ferdinand: Excellent.
Babe: I don't think I can do it.
Ferdinand: Nah!
Babe: It's against the rules. Only dogs and cats are allowed in the house.
Ferdinand: I love that rule. It's a good rule. But *this* is bigger than rules! This is life and death!
Babe: What?
Ferdinand: Mmm-Hmmm... Follow me.
[Ferdinand waddles into the dog house; Babe lingers at the entrance]
Ferdinand: Hello?
Babe: [Babe enters the dog house]
Ferdinand: Look, there is something you should know: Humans eat ducks!
Babe: [gasps] I beg your pardon?
Ferdinand: Oh, most ducks prefer to forget about it. But the truth is, humans like to eat plump attractive ducks.
Babe: Oh, I don't think so. Not the boss. Not the boss's wife.
Ferdinand: Come on! Humans don't eat cats. Why?
Babe: Well, they're...
Ferdinand: They're indispensable! They catch mice. Humans don't eat roosters. Why?
Babe: Well, uh... I-I...
Ferdinand: They are
indispensable. They make eggs with the hens and wake everybody in the morning. I tried it with the hens. It didn't work. So I turned to crowing... and Lo! I discovered my gift! But no sooner do I become indispensable, then they bring in a *machine* to do the job!
[moaning in despair]
Ferdinand: Oh-ho! The treachery of it... A *mechanical rooster*!
Babe: Oh, dear me.
Ferdinand: Oh, dear you?
[Ferdiand sighs]
Ferdinand: [forlorn] I suppose the life of an anorexic duck doesn't amount in the broad scheme of things... but pig... I'm all I've got!
Babe: So... why do you want me to do it?
Ferdinand: [groans] I'm allergic to cats.
Babe: Oh.
Ferdinand: [sadly] They make me sneeze.
Babe: Don't worry. I won't wake the cat.
[Babe heads for the dog door in the Hogget's front door]