Cat:
Oh, do forgive me for scratching you, dear. I got a bit carried away. It's a cat thing.
Babe:
[laughs]
Oh, well, but...
Cat:
Feeling good about tomorrow, are you?
Babe:
Mm-hmm, it should be all right, I think.
Cat:
You know, I probably shouldn't say this, but I'm not sure if you realise how much the other animals are laughing at you for this sheepdog business.
Babe:
Why would they do that?
Cat:
Well, they say that you've forgotten that you're a pig. Isn't that silly? And they even said that you don't know what pigs are for.
Babe:
What do you mean, 'what pigs are for'?
Cat:
You know, why pigs are here.
Babe:
Why are any of us here?
Cat:
Well, the cow's here to be milked, the dogs are here to help the Boss's husband with the sheep, and I'm here to be beautiful and affectionate to the Boss.
Babe:
Yes?
Cat:
[sighs softly]
The fact is that pigs don't have a purpose. Just like, ducks don't have a purpose.
Babe:
[confused]
Uh, I - I don't, uh...
Cat:
All right, for your own sake, I'll be blunt. Why do the Bosses keep ducks? To eat them. So why do the Bosses keep a pig? The fact is that animals that don't seem to have a purpose really do have a purpose. The Bosses have to eat. It's probably the most noble purpose of all, when you come to think about it.
Babe:
They... eat pigs?
Cat:
Pork, they call it. Or bacon. They only call them pigs when they're alive.
Babe:
But, uh, I'm a sheep pig.
Cat:
[giggles]
The Boss's husband's just playing a little game with you. Believe me, sooner or later, every pig gets eaten. That's the way the world works. Oh... I haven't upset you, have I?
[chuckles softly]
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:53