[Timothy wakes up to find Jim Crow staring him in the face]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[sleepily]
Ohhhhhhhh! All those pink elephants.
Jim Crow:
Ah! Pink elephants? Mm-mmm!
[Crows laugh]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
What's so funny? What're you boys doin' down here, anyway?
Jim Crow:
What're we doing *down* here? Well, hear him talk!
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[grudgingly, as he tries to get back to sleep]
Ah, fly up a tree where you belong.
[More laughter as Jim Crow puffs a circle of smoke around Timothy]
Jim Crow:
Now look here, Brother Rat...
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[suddenly standing up, then staring Jim straight in the face]
Brother Rat? Now listen! I ain't your brother, and I ain't no rat, see?
Jim Crow:
Uh-uh. And I suppose you and no elephant ain't up in no tree, either.
Timothy Q. Mouse:
No! No, me in no tree and I'm no... What? Tree?
[he and Jim look up, then down to see that they really are up a tree]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[gasps, then squeals as he hides in Dumbo's trunk]
Dumbo.
[rushes to Dumbo's eyes]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Dumbo. Wake up. Wake up, Dumbo!
[gulps]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Don't look now, but I think we're up in a tree!
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