The Metropole Orchestra is like Count Basie or Duke Ellington with strings... it's strings that swing. Strings that swing like Dizzy Gillespie... keep swinging, baby. And when you have all of that special excellence of the Metropole Orchestra, then your music just flies - it soars in a way that's really magical.
I state in my book 'Become Your Own Matchmaker,' confidence is the key to any endeavor. Women don't realize that when they do things they love and are passionate about - their confidence soars. Men are attracted to women who feel happy and decisive about life.
Astrid: [hanging from a tree branch] Hiccup! Get me *down* from here!
Hiccup: [pleading] You have to give me a chance to explain!
Astrid: I am not listening to *anything* you have to say!
Hiccup: Then I won't speak. Just let me *show* you. Please, Astrid.
[Astrid lifts herself up and gingerly climbs
onto Toothless's back]
Astrid: Now get me down.
Hiccup: Toothless, down. *Gently.*
[Toothless spreads his wings, and the wind slowly lifts them into the air]
Hiccup: See? Nothing to be afraid of...
[Toothless launches himself into the sky at top speed, Astrid screams]
Hiccup: Augh!
Toothless! What is *wrong* with you? Bad dragon! A-ha, he's uh, he's not usually like this... Oh no...
[Toothless rolls to the side and dives straight down, plunging in and out of the waves; Astrid screams]
Hiccup: Toothless, what are you doing, we need her to *like* us!
[Toothless soars up again and starts doing aileron rolls]
Hiccup:
And now, the spinning. Thank you for *nothing*, you useless reptile!
Astrid: [terrified] Okay, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Just get me off of this thing!
[Toothless looks back at her, pleased, then spreads his wings and rises gently into the sky]
[the Huns are rapidly approaching and Mulan has taken the only remaining cannon]
Mushu: Oookay, you might wanna light that right about now. Quickly! Quickly!
[Mulan drops the tinderbox, seizes Mushu and uses him to light the rocket, then points it at the mountain behind Shan Yu]
Mushu: [from on top of the rocket as it soars away] You missed!
How could you miss? He was three feet from you!
[the rocket hits the mountain and causes an avalanche]
Timothy Q. Mouse: [as Dumbo falls from his platform after the "magic" feather falls away] Dumbo! C'mon, fly! Open them ears! The magic feather was just a gag! You can fly! Honest, you can! Hey, open 'em up! Hurryyyyyyy!
[at the last moment, Dumbo opens his ears and soars over the crowd]
Timothy Q. Mouse: Whee! We did it! We did it! Let's show 'em,
Dumbo! Power dive!