[Babe has driven away the pack of wild dogs that have attacked the sheep and gravelly injured Maa. The sheep have formed a circle around Maa's body. Maa moans in agony as Babe runs to her side]
Babe:
Maa! Maa! Are you alright?
Maa:
[weakly]
Hello, little young'un.
Babe:
Oh, Maa... Can you get up?
Maa:
[voice growing weaker as she is dying]
I... don't... reckon.
Babe:
[as the sheep sadly bleat Maa's name]
It's over, Maa. The wolves have gone far away. I'll get the boss, he'll come to look after you.
[voice breaking]
Babe:
You'll be alright... You'll be alright...
[Maa lays her head down and breathes her last]
Babe:
[Reality sets in as Babe realizes that Maa is gone]
Oh, Maa... Maa...!
[Wails as tears streaming down his face. The sheep crying and bleating along]
Babe:
MAAA-AAAA! MAA-AAA-AA! MAAA-AAA-AA!
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