Timothy Q. Mouse:
[watches as Dumbo looks at the elephants with their backs on him, then walks away sadly]
How do ya like that? They're givin' him the cold shoulder. Poor little guy. There he goes, without a friend in the world. Nobody to turn to.
[he gets up and marches toward the other elephants]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Ah, I'll do somethin' about this!
[as soon as one elephant sees him, the others shriek like crazy and run in all directions and soon all cover their faces]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
So you like pickin' on little guys, huh? Well, why don't you pick on me?
Elephant Matriarch:
[backs away in fear]
Don't!
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[he whistles through his finger, which scares one elephant, then wiggles his nose, which scares another]
A proud race. Overstuffed *hay* bags!
[one elephant breaks a ladder rung, and Timothy walks away, chuckling. The other elephants watch him apprehensively, but he soon turns around and scares them one last time by turning himself into a pirate]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Boo!
[the elephants shriek one last time, and he chuckles again]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
They're still afraid of a mouse! Oh-ho, boy! Wait'll I tell the little guy!
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