Timothy Q. Mouse:
I know how you feel, Dumbo, but you'll hafta pull yourself together. What would your mother think of ya, if she saw you cryin' like this? Remember, you come from a proud race. Why, you're a... a pachydoim, and pachydoims don't cry. What'll cryin' get ya anyhow? Nuttin' but the hiccups.
[Dumbo hiccups]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
There, ya see?
[Dumbo hiccups again and Timothy glances toward a bucket of water]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Well - ain't nuttin' a little water won't cure.
[he scoops up Dumbo's trunk]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Ups-a-daisy. We'll get ya fixed up in a jiffy.
[Dumbo hiccups one last time]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Come on.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:09