Peter in Magicland/Transcript

== Transcript ==
NARRATOR: "Night. A time to sleep, to dream. But as one world dreams, another awakes, a world bathed in silvery moonlight, a world of fairies and hobgoblins and other magical creatures of the night. Even the clouds and the stars and the treetops trembling in the wind come alive and transform themselves into mysterious beings, and sometimes, if everything is just right, they slip into the dreams of sleeping children and take them on a fantastic journey."
PETER: "Annabelle. Psst, Annabelle! Are you asleep?"
ANNABELLE: "Yes."
PETER: "Do you hear that strange noise? It's so scary."
ANNABELLE: "Yes."
PETER: "What can it be?"
ANNABELLE: "It is scary."
PETER: "But what is it?"
ANNABELLE: "It sounds like music."
PETER: "I'll go and find out."
ANNABELLE: "Aren't you afraid?"
PETER: "Mm-mm."
ANNABELLE: "Really?"
PETER: "A real knight is never afraid."
ANNABELLE: "You're a knight?"
PETER: "Yes, on a great white horse. Here, hold my flashlight. Alright, come out! Come out, you scoundrel, whoever you are."
ANNABELLE: "Can you see anything?"
PETER: "Nope, not yet."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh!"
ANNABELLE: "What is it?"
PETER: "It looks like a beetle, or some such creature."
ANNABELLE: "Did he stopple over?"
PETER: "Not stopple, topple."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh!"
ANNABELLE: "There's no reason for you to be afraid."
BUZZWORTHY: "No?"
ANNABELLE: "No, honestly."
PETER: "Mm."
BUZZWORTHY: "Word of honor?"
PETER: "Word of honor. We've never ever hurt a beetle."
ANNABELLE: "Maybe we've twickled one once."
PETER: "Not twickled, tickled."
BUZZWORTHY: "You sure you've never hurt a beetle?"
PETER: "No, never."
ANNABELLE: "No, never."
BUZZWORTHY: "And what about spiders, caterpillars, and worms?"
PETER: "No, never, honestly."
BUZZWORTHY: "Can you offer me any proof of that, hmm?"
ANNABELLE: "Other children would've put you inside a box with holes in it, but we didn't do that."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh dear. My shell is starting to crack, oh! So I will believe you. For ages I've been searching for nice children like you, if you only knew the story-"
ANNABELLE: "Please tell us."
BUZZWORTHY: "You really wanna hear it?"
PETER: "Mm-hmm."
BUZZWORTHY: "Well, alright, but you see, it's a very complicated and sad story. However, it's not without interest, and I'll gladly relate it to you. But first allow me to introduce myself: I am Buzzworthy V, descendant of Buzzworthy, the first founder of our glorious beetle dynasty."
ANNABELLE: "What's dynasty mean?"
PETER: "No idea."
BUZZWORTHY: "Now won't you tell me your names?"
PETER: "Yes, I am Peter, and this is my little sister Annabelle."
BUZZWORTHY: "Curious. I've never heard those names, curious."
ANNABELLE: "But they're our names."
BUZZWORTHY: "And now I think it's time to tell you about my great-great-great-grandfather, Buzzworthy I, who was Lord of the Forest. Because all the misfortune that befell our family began with him. You there, the projectionist! Would you back us up about two or 300 years?"
PROJECTIONIST: "Sure, boss, no problem."
BUZZWORTHY: "Hurry, hurry, please, time is money, you know, time is money."
PROJECTIONIST: "Yeah, yeah, I know."
BUZZWORTHY: "Man and technology, what a terrifying combination. Oh, oh! Come, hurry, hurry."
PETER: "Here I am. Come on."
ANNABELLE: "I'm afraid."
PETER: "Nonsense, jump."
ANNABELLE: "Oh!"
PETER: "You see, that wasn't so bad."
BUZZWORTHY: "Yes, yes, young ladies are always afraid. Charming, so charming. Oh, not so fast, not so fast! Yes, I think we've almost reached the right year now."
PROJECTIONIST: "Okay, whatever you say, boss."
BUZZWORTHY: ""Boss"? How I hate that. Oh look, there goes that impudent fellow Rudolph the poacher. Thank you, we're in the right year now. Thank you, Mr. Projectionist, I really appreciate this. Forward, children, forward. Let us enter the Magic Forest, come along."
ANNABELLE: "The tragic forest?"
PETER: "No, Annabelle, Magic Forest."
ANNABELLE: "I never heard of it."
BUZZWORTHY: "Where are you, children?"
PETER: "Come, I'll help you."
BUZZWORTHY: "Hurry, children, hurry. Time is money, or did I say that already?"
PETER: "Oh! Oh look, Annabelle."
ANNABELLE: "It's so beautiful here."
PETER: "Well, and now?"
BUZZWORTHY: "Now pay attention children, and look at me very carefully."
PETER: "Why?"
BUZZWORTHY: "You notice something special about me?"
PETER AND ANNABELLE: "Mm-mm."
BUZZWORTHY: "Really? Of course you know that beetles have six legs, but I only have five, which is why I sometimes use a walking stick. And now look over there. Do you see the birch tree? Well that birch tree, to make a long story short, is where it all began. It was a wonderful Sunday morning, the sun was shining bright, and my great-great-great-grandfather was enjoying a mid-morning snooze, when suddenly..."
WOODCUTTER: "Beautiful wood! Wonderful wood, wood for the fire!"
BUZZWORTHY I: "Stop that!"
WOODCUTTER: "That's what I call a tree! This will keep me warm all winter. Fire in the morning, fire in the evening, fire for the stove, big fires, little fires, raging fires, all the fires that my heart desires."
BUZZWORTHY: "That was hundreds of years ago, and who knows what would've happened to my great-great-great-grandfather and the rest of us if the Night Fairy hadn't come to him that night."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Wake up, wake up. Don't be afraid. I am the Night Fairy, and I won't do anything to harm you. I know what happened to you, I saw everything from my castle. That wicked man violated the laws of the forest and cut down a tree, and on a Sunday! For his evil deed, we have banished him to the Moon. He must carry that tree up the highest mountain, where he will have to chop and carry wood for all eternity."
BUZZWORTHY I: "We? Who's we? One fairy's enough, isn't it?"
NIGHT FAIRY: "Oh, you silly little beetle. There are many things I can tell you about us fairies, but certain things are a secret."
BUZZWORTHY I: "That's not fair. If you don't tell us more and educate us, we'll always be ignorant beetles. What? Oh! My leg, my sixth leg is gone, oh! It's not here. Where is it? My favorite little leg is gone."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Oh, what a tragedy! It must still be on the birch tree, unfortunately I can't get it back for you now."
BUZZWORTHY I: "But I want my, my leg back!"
NIGHT FAIRY: "To be honest, I can think of only one way for you to get your little leg back. The Weather Makers can help you, but you must find two good children who have never hurt anyone. Do you understand? Children who have never hurt anyone, and also they must be brave enough to go with you on a very long and dangerous journey. A journey to the Moon, where you will climb the Moon Mountain. Up there, you will find your missing leg."
BUZZWORTHY I: "T-To the Moon?"
NIGHT FAIRY: "A journey from which not many could return."
BUZZWORTHY: "And then the Night Fairy vanished, all that happened a long time ago. Since then, no one's been good or brave enough to make the journey-Oh, I think my shell is cracking! Where's my violin? I must get it back! Oh, if I lose it, oh, oh-oh Projectionist, go back again, hurry, hurry, please!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Thank God I found it, oh! And now, dear children, I must ask a very important question: will you help me to find my missing leg?"
PETER: "Of course we will! We'll do everything we can, Mr. Buzzworthy."
ANNABELLE: "Oh yes, how exciting! Can we go?"
BUZZWORTHY: "First, you must learn how to fly. Or maybe you can fly already?"
ANNABELLE: "No, we don't know how to fly."
PETER: "No, we don't know how."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh you humans are so helpless, so underdeveloped, but don't worry, I will teach you. Now, watch me carefully. It's so easy, see, whee! There, you see? There's nothing to it, nothing at all. Well children, do you think you could learn that?"
PETER: "Yes, it looks so easy."
ANNABELLE: "Yes, yes."
BUZZWORTHY: "Very well, we'll meet in the big meadow near the old lime tree. But don't forget to come, I'm counting on you."
BUZZWORTHY: "Now pay attention children, if you wanna learn the handicraft-I mean, the wingcraft of flying, you have to master the proper breathing technique. No no, you're doing it all wrong, your lungs are rattling! Allow me to demonstrate."
ANNABELLE: "He looks like a balloon!"
PETER: "He'll burst soon."
ANNABELLE: "Now his lungs are rattling."
PETER: "Oh look, he's in the air!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Don't overinflate. Control the intake. Inhale, inhale, keep a steady airstream."
ANNABELLE: "Oh!"
PETER: "Ugh!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 1: "Oh my!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 2: "Goodness!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 3: "Gracious!"
BUZZWORTHY: "I think my shell is cracking! Unflightworthy! Now listen to me, just snapping at air won't make flyers out of you. You might get off the ground, but if you expect to soar like an eagle, well then, you must..."
PETER: "Well? What must we do?"
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh. You have no wings! This is harder than I thought. Well then, you must take a deep breath and then flap your arms like this. You see what I mean?"
PETER: "Yes."
ANNABELLE: "Yes, I see."
BUZZWORTHY: "And like that, you see? It's as easy as playing a harmonica."
PETER: "What?"
ANNABELLE: "Mm."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh! Agh!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 1: "Oh my!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 2: "Goodness!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 3: "Gracious!"
BUZZWORTHY: "I was thrown off balance by a strong wind. Now children, we must hurry, there's no time to doodle, I mean dawdle, we must get on our way, we have only one night for the journey. So inhale, inhale, fill your lungs with air. And now flap your arms, flap your arms, make believe you're an eagle, or even a beetle. You'll never get up in the air if you don't flap your arms correctly. Now you, Peter."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh, it's working, it's working! Oh by Jove, she's got it, wonderful! Uh, gently, more gently, more gently. Now come down, come down!"
OWL: "Oh you naughty girl, have you no manners at all?! Can't a person have peace and quiet in her own tree?"
BUZZWORTHY: "Be careful!"
OWL: "What are you doing, oh! Let go of me, let go of me!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 1: "Can't you!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 2: "Be more!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 3: "Careful?"
OWL: "No respect for old owls anymore!"
BUZZWORTHY: "There's one thing I forgot: you must learn to steer, too, it's very important. When you want to go right, you turn your legs left, you try it. Always start into the wind to get more lift."
PETER: "Here I go, I'm gonna do it! I'm doing it!"
BUZZWORTHY: "And to turn left, legs to the right."
PETER: "Whee!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Excellent, excellent, like a real pilot! Wonderful, Peter!"
PETER: "Look, I'm flying! I'm flying!"
BUZZWORTHY: "And now, landing."
PETER: "I can fly, I can fly!"
ANNABELLE: "It's wonderful, Mr. Buzzworthy!"
PETER: "Thank you for teaching us!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Don't get so familiar. Since when did children get to tickle their teachers? Besides, we have very little time for our journey and should be getting on our way. And now that you've learned to fly so well, I think we can risk asking the flight commission to issue you a flying license. These gentlemen have observed your trial flights and they will decide whether or not you are airworthy. Everything depends on that."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 2: "Oh well."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 1: "What should."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 3: "We do?"
ANNABELLE: "Oh."
BUZZWORTHY: "Well gentlemen, what is your decision?"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 3: "You read it."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 1: "You read it."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 2: "Ahem, the flight commission, after thorough deliberation, is unanimous in granting the children Peter and Annabelle their flying licenses, even though it is quite obvious that they are humans and have no wings and only a few minutes of practical flying time."
ANNABELLE: "I can't hear a thing if you chew like that. And they don't like it either."
BUZZWORTHY: "Quiet, Annabelle, quiet. Listen to what the flight commission has to say."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 2: "However, I would like to point out that the flying licenses are being granted for tonight and tonight only. You must return before the first rays of morning light. And so all that remains is for my colleagues and me to wish you good luck."
DOG: "Great."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 2: "And, um, and a safe journey."
BUZZWORTHY: "Thank you, Your Honors, thank you."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 2: "Oh, it was our pleasure."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 1: "Well, that's that."
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 3: "Well, that's that."
PETER: "Oh Mr. Buzzworthy, we're going to pack some things. We'll be right back."
ANNABELLE: "Yes!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 3: "You must hurry, children."
BUZZWORTHY: "Yoohoo!"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 1: "Hey, are you coming, or aren't you?"
FLIGHT COMMISSION BEETLE 3: "Right!"
DOG: "Now that's over, I can go back to sleep, I'm so tired. Flying exhausts me. Now where's my pillow?"
BUZZWORTHY: "You can't be serious, you wanna take all that stuff with you? I think my shell is cracking."
PETER: "I just wanna take my sword with me, in case we meet dangerous bandits on the way. I'll chase them off with my sword! And I also have a snack in my pocket, I'm always so hungry."
BUZZWORTHY: "You call that food? A nice juicy chestnut, or else a tasty green lettuce leaf, now that's real food."
ANNABELLE: "I'm just taking a basket of apples and my favorite teddy bear, and I'll hang them around my neck, so my arms will be free."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh yes."
ANNABELLE: "And I can flap them."
BUZZWORTHY: "We have to get going. Time's a-wasting, time's a-wasting. Up, up, my little leg is waiting! Follow me, follow me, here we go! Ready for liftoff, whee!"
BABY OWL: "Mommy, look!"
MOTHER OWL: "Flying children? Really! If they allow humans to fly around here like that, we'll have to move out of the neighborhood."
BABY OWL: "May I fly with them a little?"
MOTHER OWL: "Oh, what a ridiculous idea!"
BABY OWL: "Good luck!"
MOTHER OWL: "Don't talk to strangers and finish eating your mouse."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh dear, the Weather Makers, I didn't figure on meeting them so soon! Children, we have to get out of here!"
PETER: "Annabelle!"
ANNABELLE: "I'm scared! Help, help, help!"
PETER: "Come! We'll make it, Annabelle!"
SANDMAN: "What an amusing creature I see there! If that isn't a beetle, I'll eat my hat."
SANDMAN: "My old eyes weren't playing tricks on me. Those are two children, those are two children and a beetle here with me on my humble sand cloud! Whee, oh what a surprise! But unfortunately you did not pick a very good time for your zivit-uh, visit. You see, I am the Sandman, and I have an incredible amount of things to do. Now, so if you will excuse me for a few minutes, just a few minutes."
SANDMAN: "Now, where was I, before, oh yes, here where I was, or was I? Oh it's so confusing, these houses all look alike. There, that's it! Yes, that's it."
SANDMAN: "Soon the little boy will be tired and go to sleep."
ANNABELLE: "What are you doing there, Mr. Sandman?"
SANDMAN: "Hmm, you seem to be a very curious little girl. Alright, come, give me your little hand, my dear. I'll help you up here, then I'll let you look at my wonderful invention."
PETER: "Go on."
SANDMAN: "You coming, my child?"
ANNABELLE: "Yes."
SANDMAN: "You see? My sand made him very tired. Now he'll go to sleep."
ANNABELLE: "Thank you Mr. Sandman, that was great."
SANDMAN: "That's what I do every night. But now, tell me my child, why did you and your companions leave your beautiful Earth?"
BUZZWORTHY: "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Buzzworthy V."
SANDMAN: "Buzzworthy? Hmm, Buzzworthy... Yes, it all comes back. Now I remember. The leetle with only five bags-I mean, the beetle with five legs. What a terrible tragedy, oh! Oh, my sincere condolences, Mr. Buzzworthy."
BUZZWORTHY: "Thank you, Mr. Sandman."
SANDMAN: "And you are Peter and Annabelle, if I'm not mistaken."
PETER AND ANNABELLE: "Mm-hmm."
SANDMAN: "Wonderful, wonderful, you don't know how lucky you are. Now I remember, tonight there's gonna be a party, a party! The-the-the-the-the sky party. Yes, you must have heard of the Night Fairy. Well, she gives a party every Saturday."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh, I think my shell is cracking! Is that the same Night Fairy who punished the wicked woodcutter?"
SANDMAN: "The very same one, Mr. Buzzworthy, and I do know that she felt sorry for your ancestor."
BUZZWORTHY: "Is that true?"
SANDMAN: "Oh yes indeed, yes, yes, it's true, take my word. Furthermore, it is well known she loves all you lovely little insects."
BUZZWORTHY: "Ah!"
SANDMAN: "And I'm quite sure that she will try to help you with your problem, she's so friendly, so friendly! Therefore, I suggest you go immediately to her castle. And I will guide you there personally."
ANNABELLE: "Great!"
PETER: "Let's go!"
SANDMAN: "Oh my, look at the time, where is my team of butterflies and my coach? They should have been here by now. Ah, there they are at last! One of these days, I'm going to teach those butterflies to be punctual, I hate to be kept waiting. And now may I kindly ask you to get into my coach. Along the journey, we'll encounter many unusual things, and I will gladly explain them to you. Come, come come, children."
ANNABELLE: "Wait for me!"
SANDMAN: "Up there is the Milky Way, that is our destination."
ANNABELLE: "Can I put the top down, Mr. Sandman?"
SANDMAN: "No, that isn't very wise, my little one. There'll be a terrible draft, and you'll catch cold."
PETER: "Off we go."
BUTTERFLY: "Wait for me! You're going too fast!"
PETER: "Whee! Whoo! Faster, faster!"
BUTTERFLY: "Wait! I can't keep up! Wait for me!"
ANNABELLE: "Oh, look at those funny twisted trees!"
SANDMAN: "They're not twisted, those are our milk trees. They're not found in the gold or silver clouds, they only exist in the Milky Way. Hold tight! Left turn!"
PETER: "No, that was a right turn."
ANNABELLE: "Oh, isn't it beautiful? Look at those strange lights there. And there's a lake, too, and there's a beautiful girl on the shore. What is she doing?"
SANDMAN: "That lake is known as Dewdrop Lake, and the girl is Dewdrop Mary, and she's the Night Fairy's daughter. She scoops up the dewdrops with a diamond bowl, and then floats down to Earth and sprinkles them over the plants. And quite often, an amazing thing happens, when one of the lights gets into the bowl, and when that happens, people call it a Guiding Light, because it measures time."
STORM GIANT: "Out of my way, I'm in a hurry!"
LIGHTNING LIZZIE: "My lightning is frightening!"
MILKY WAY MAN: "Will you stop that? Enough, enough! If you keep on making that awful noise, you'll break up my Milky Way! I know they all do it on purpose, just to annoy me, oh. Those horrible Weather Makers, all they do is make a lot of extra work for me, oh."
PETER AND ANNABELLE: "Whoa! Whoa, whoa!"
MILKY WAY MAN: "Stop, stop!"
SANDMAN: "What is it?"
MILKY WAY MAN: "I have to patch up all those holes in my Milky Way first. Oh goodness gracious, they'll drive me crazy yet, oh. Just because they fly, they think they're so superior. Well that doesn't impress me. This needs a little rolling there, oh. If they ever do that to my Milky Way again, they'll hear from me! A little more there, and, and here, too. Alright."
SANDMAN: "At last. Oh dear! Oh that's all we needed. We'll be late now."
BUTTERFLY: "Oh!"
SANDMAN: "We're stuck here! How will we ever get out? Quick, quick, everyone get out! Out, everyone out! My oh my, we're stuck here! It's those Weather Makers again, always playing tricks, always causing me trouble! We must arrive punctually at the party! How will we get out of here?"
PETER: "Yes."
ANNABELLE: "Look!"
SANDMAN: "Hello, Milky Way Man, you must help me free my coach, so we can get going again."
MILKY WAY MAN: "Are you members of the Milky Way Service Association? If not, I'm sorry, I can't help you."
SANDMAN: "The Thunder Man, well that's the last straw."
MILKY WAY MAN: "Hey, you there, no thundering on the Milky Way! You'll curdle the road! This is a no noise area! Oh, good day, Mr. Rain Man."
RAIN MAN: "Splish splash, splish splash, splish splash, splish splash, splish splash."
MILKY WAY MAN: "He's a nice, quiet fellow, not like that Thunder Man. Oh no, not again! No-no-no-no-no-no-no! Ah, that horrible man! If he does that again, I'll turn him into a smelly cheese, oh!"
SANDMAN: "Maybe we can pull it out, all together. Push, push, push!"
ANNABELLE: "I'm so tired, I can't push anymore. It's too hard."
SANDMAN: "Don't stop, keep pushing. Well now, let me think this over."
PETER: "Look! Look at those goats. What are they doing?"
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh dear."
SANDMAN: "Aha! I've got it, I've got it! A wonderful idea!"
PETER: "Oh my."
SANDMAN: "Pull, butterflies, pull!"
BUTTERFLY: "Everyone, pull, pull! We did it, we did it!"
SANDMAN: "There, what do you say to that?"
ANNABELLE: "That was a great idea, Mr. Sandman. Peter would never have thought of it."
PETER: "Oh no?"
SANDMAN: "Of course not, he knows nothing about the ways of guy scoats-uh, no, I mean sky goats. Yes indeed, that was well done. But where is Mr. Buzzworthy?"
PETER: "Yes."
ANNABELLE: "Mr. Buzzworthy!"
SANDMAN: "We haven't seen him for quite some time now. Goodness gracious! Do you think he's alright? There, he's moving his feelers."
BUZZWORTHY: "Have those funny goats gone away?"
SANDMAN: "Won't you stand up, Mr. Buzzworthy, and get in? We have no time to lose. If we arrive after midnight, we shall find the gates of the castle closed. The Night Fairy insists on absolute punctuality. Quick, quick, into the coach! After all, it's your leg we're after, and the night doesn't last forever."
ANNABELLE: "Yes! Hurry, Mr. Buzzworthy!"
BUTTERFLY: "I guess I'm not an eagle, or am I?"
PETER: "Why is it rocking like that, Mr. Sandman?"
ANNABELLE: "It's fun!"
SANDMAN: "A swarm of shooting stars."
ANNABELLE: "It-It feels like they're tickling me."
PETER: "Yes."
ANNABELLE: "Yes."
BUZZWORTHY: "This rocking is making me so dizzy!"
SANDMAN: "Here we are, my friends. Now come children, hurry, we have no time to lose. Come along, children, come along. You're not afraid, are you?"
ANNABELLE: "No, no. Come on, Peter."
PETER: "I'm coming."
BUZZWORTHY: "I'm still a little dizzy."
SANDMAN: "There's no reason at all to be afraid, after all, I'm with you."
PETER: "But I'm not afraid, Mr. Sandman. What a fantastic castle. And the Night Fairy lives here alone?"
SANDMAN: "It's not her only castle, she is a truly great queen."
ANNABELLE: "Shh!"
SANDMAN: "Shh!"
BUZZWORTHY: "What?"
SANDMAN: "Have you gone mad, Mr. Buzzworthy?"
EVENING STAR: "I beg to inquire, who's making noise at this hour? People are trying to work here, this is a castle, not a carnival."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Oh it's you, Mr. Sandman. I was so afraid that you wouldn't arrive punctually for my sky party. I see you've brought some guests, but I'm delighted that you have finally made it tonight."
SANDMAN: "Please forgive me, Night Fairy, there were two dozen children who simply refused to go to sleep. And then I was delayed by these unexpected visitors whom I brought along with your permission."
NIGHT FAIRY: "But Mr. Sandman, you know very well a stranger may never enter the castle, never."
SANDMAN: "I beg you to hear me out before you mudge me harshly-I mean, judge me harshly. And may I take the liberty of reminding you of the promise you made thousands of years ago?"
NIGHT FAIRY: "A promise?"
SANDMAN: "Yes, indeed. Come here, my friends. This is Mr. Buzzworthy the beetle, a truly tragic case, it would move you to tears. His ancestor was Buzzworthy the Bold, who lost his sixth leg because of that thieving woodcutter."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Oh yes! Yes, I remember now! I must do something for that beetle. Yes, come here, Mr. Buzzworthy. I greet you in the name of all the Weather Makers. There's Max the Ice Maker, and Mother Cloud, and the Water Man, I'll come to the others later. And I suppose you are the two children who have never hurt any living creature."
BUZZWORTHY: "Yes, and it took me a long time to find them. Please say hello, children."
PETER: "Come on, Annabelle."
ANNABELLE: "Hello, Night Fairy."
BUZZWORTHY: "Peter and Annabelle are for me like a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Children, didn't you meet some of the Weather Makers on your way here?"
PETER: "Yes, the Thunder Man thundered, and Lightning Lizzie and the Storm Giant were there."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Yes, sometimes they like to have their fun."
THUNDER MAN: "I must say, those children showed no fear on the thunder cloud or the Milky Way either."
LIGHTNING LIZZIE: "But I bet I scared them with my frightening lightning!"
NIGHT FAIRY: "Greetings to you, Sister Sun."
SANDMAN: "That is the Sun."
NIGHT FAIRY: "How nice that you were able to come."
SANDMAN: "When the Sun and the Night Fairy embrace, it's an extraordinary time! Night becomes day! You see how wonderful it is?"
NIGHT FAIRY: "I would like to ask you, Sister Sun, to help me fulfill a promise that I made many thousands of years ago."
SUN FAIRY: "Of course, Sister Night. I'll gladly help you."
NIGHT FAIRY: "So in this way, we will make our visitors truly happy."
STORM GIANT: "Well Mr. Buzzworthy, if you managed to make it this far, then these children must be as good as you said they were. You were not lying. And another thing: they're good, but are they brave enough?"
SUN FAIRY: "Think it over carefully. There are many, many obstacles. You must prepare yourselves for dangerous encounters."
STORM GIANT: "Can you withstand a powerful wind or a violent storm?"
THUNDER MAN: "Or my deafening thunder?"
MAX THE ICE MAKER: "Or my ice?"
PETER: "That was nothing, Mr. Thunder Man. May I try it? BAM!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh my shell is cracking, oh!"
STORM GIANT: "Don't disgrace us, Windy Cindy. Stronger! Let me show you!"
MOTHER CLOUD: "No no, stop, Storm Giant, I'm losing my little clouds!"
PETER: "That's perfect for us. Mr. Buzzworthy taught us always to start into the wind."
NIGHT FAIRY: "If you couldn't fly, you wouldn't be here now."
ANNABELLE: "Yes, that's right."
NIGHT FAIRY: "You can come down now, Peter."
WATER MAN: "Help! Let me out of here! Will you stop all that nonsense, Max?! Being frozen stiff is not very funny."
NIGHT FAIRY: "My dear Weather Makers, are you prepared to help Peter and Annabelle accomplish their most dangerous mission?"
RAIN MAN: "Children, I uh, I um, I am the Rain Man! Crazy rain, and I splish and splash, and splash and splish, and if you're ever caught high and dry, I'll make rain for you!"
PETER: "Oh, what an amusing little fellow."
LUCK: "My name is Luck."
ANNABELLE: "That's a silly name."
LUCK: "But as you can see, I don't see very well. That's the reason my nickname is Blind Luck."
PETER: "I wonder where Mr. Buzzworthy is now."
MORNING STAR: "You mean the little beetle? I think he's back there asleep."
PETER: "Oh no, that's impossible. He's just playing dead, because he's afraid again. Hey Mr. Buzzworthy, wake up, wake up. Everything's alright, there's no reason to be afraid. He simply will not wake up."
MORNING STAR: "I think I have a good idea. May I try it?"
PETER: "Sure."
MORNING STAR: "A miracle cure. It's sure to bring Mr. Buzzworthy back to life again."
PETER: "Do you think so?"
MORNING STAR: "Just wait, you'll see."
ANNABELLE: "Yes, yes, he's moving now! Look, he's turning around, like a grinning top!"
PETER: "A spinning top."
MOTHER CLOUD: "That was a quick recovery."
SANDMAN: "That, children, is really outrageous behavior."
RAIN MAN: "Hmm, maybe I should? Yes, yes, I believe this will work."
MORNING STAR: "Oh dear, oh how awful! I think I've used the wrong bottle."
SANDMAN: "Can't you pay attention to what you're doing, Morning Star? Your gracious Majesty, with your permission, we are ready to leave now."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Very well, Mr. Sandman. You will accompany our friends on their mission, but not with the butterfly coach, it was not built for such a dangerous journey."
BUZZWORTHY: "Dangerous? Did you say dangerous?"
NIGHT FAIRY: "Come here, Morning Star. Milky Way Man should go and bring the Great Bear here. With the Great Bear, you will travel much more safely."
PETER: "But what should we do if we need to contact you?"
NIGHT FAIRY: "If you show true courage, that courage will send out a signal that we will recognize immediately. We shall always be watching over you."
PETER: "He's the Great Bear?"
ANNABELLE: "There."
MILKY WAY MAN: "Of course not, the Great Bear is there."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Why are you waiting, Milky Way Man? Is anything wrong?"
MILKY WAY MAN: "Ah, I am angry! I am very angry, I can't take anymore! I can't take anymore! First the Thunder Man with his thundering, then Lightning Lizzie with her frightening lightning, and then the Storm Giant with his blowing! And then the splash of the Rain Man and the holes they made! I'm closing the Milky Way!"
NIGHT FAIRY: "But not today, Milky Way Man. I understand your problem, and I will gladly do all I can to help you later."
SANDMAN: "He is big, and he's in a terrible mood today. We ought to try and calm him, have you any sweets with you?"
ANNABELLE: "You've got a lot of caramel candies in your pocket."
PETER: "But... Boy, oh boy, is he big. I hope he-Oh, what the heck."
BUZZWORTHY: "I think my shell is cracking!"
SANDMAN: "Peter, bravo, congratulations, that was well done! Now we must climb up onto the Bear."
PETER: "But we can fly up there, it's a lot faster."
SANDMAN: "Fly if you like, as for me, I prefer to walk up, it's safer."
BUZZWORTHY: "Wait for me! Please, please, please wait for me!"
PETER: "And!..."
ANNABELLE: "And, whoopee!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Wait, wait for me! It's so high!"
MORNING STAR: "Have courage, Mr. Buzzworthy. You'll make it."
ANNABELLE: "Look."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh, I, I wanna go, but I don't."
MORNING STAR: "Go on."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Along your journey, you will encounter many great obstacles and dangers, things which until now you never imagined, even in your wildest dreams."
DEWDROP MARY: "This is for you, so that you don't ever forget the time. Every hour on the hour a Guiding Light will go, but one hour after the last one vanishes the sun will rise, and then you can never return. You must remember that."
SANDMAN: "Thank you, Dewdrop Mary."
NIGHT FAIRY: "And only if you are courageous and first help yourselves, will any assistance be given to you."
SANDMAN: "Now prepare for takeoff."
PETER: "We're ready!"
ANNABELLE: "Yes!"
SANDMAN: "It certainly won't be as cozy as the coach ride."
NIGHT FAIRY: "Do you hear that, Storm Giant? The Great Bear would like some help for takeoff, he just can't manage it on his own today."
STORM GIANT: "Brothers! Come down here! Come here!"
SANDMAN: "It'll be a hurricane!"
ANNABELLE: "See there, there? Careful, it's gonna crash into us!"
SANDMAN: "There's nothing to fear children, it's only a little comet."
PETER: "Oh, the Great Bear's tail is on fire! Annabelle, hold onto me! It's okay!"
SANDMAN: "And one, two, three, four, five. Four! We have only four Guiding Lights left. Careful, prepare for landing!"
PETER: "That was great."
ANNABELLE: "Mm."
BUZZWORTHY: "Where am I? I mean, where are we?"
SANDMAN: "Well children, we can disembark now, the Great Bear has to rest and to refood-uh, refuel."
BUZZWORTHY: "Where are we?"
PETER: "I think we've landed on the Moon."
BUZZWORTHY: "The Moon?"
PETER: "The Great Bear needs something to eat. Come, we'll look for food."
BUZZWORTHY: "We're up on the Moon? I think my shell is cracking!"
SANDMAN: "There, let's go there. Maybe we will find something for the Great Bear to beat-uh, to eat."
PETER: "Great!"
ANNABELLE: "Oh Mr. Sandman, it's so beautiful! I've never seen anything so beautiful!"
SANDMAN: "Well children, that's the Christmas Kingdom, perhaps the most beautiful thing here. But we mustn't dally now, it will be sunrise soon, and before then, we must find Mr. Buzzworthy's missing leg, otherwise you'll never be able to get back to Earth again. Dreadful, well, let's start looking for some food."
BUZZWORTHY: "Are we really on the Moon now?"
SANDMAN: "Of course, Mr. Buzzworthy, of course."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh, and when will I get my leg back?"
SANDMAN: "Patience, patience. Mr. Buzzworthy, do you see that high mountain there? We've still a long way to go. On the peak of that mountain there, we should find your lissing leg-I-I mean, your missing leg. Only three Guiding Lights left, our time is running out! If we don't find food for the Bear soon, we'll lose even more time! Without the Bear, we'll never make it. I'm starting to get worried."
GINGERBREAD MAN: "Strangers are prohibited from entering here, especially children."
SANDMAN: "But listen Gingerbread Man, I'm on urgent business. I would like to speak to Father Christmas. I won't disturb him very long."
GINGERBREAD MAN: "Hmm!"
SANDMAN: "Mr. Gingerbread Man, with your permission, I'd like to explain our situation. You see, we need a little food for our Great Bear, or we'll get behind schedule."
GINGERBREAD MAN: "Mm-mm."
SANDMAN: "Here, do you see this sign?"
GINGERBREAD MAN: "I see nothing at all."
SANDMAN: "By the power invested in me, and in my official capacity as Sandman, I hereby would like to take the liberty of the, of ordering you to-to-I mean, requesting you whether you would or whether you wouldn't, you understand, et cetera, et cetera?"
PETER: "Mr. Gingerbread Man, would you like a caramel candy? It's really delicious."
GINGERBREAD MAN: "Hmm?"
PETER: "There's nothing better."
ANNABELLE: "And I'm sure you're as nice as you look, aren't you? You're the sweetest Gingerbread Man in the world."
GINGERBREAD MAN: "Oh, really?"
ANNABELLE: "Yes."
PETER: "Oh! I think he wants us to get in!"
ANNABELLE: "Yes!"
PETER: "Well, let's go."
ANNABELLE: "Yes."
BUZZWORTHY: "Wait, wait for me! The beetles aren't express trains!"
ANNABELLE: "You're a wonderful driver, Mr. Gingerbread Man."
PETER: "A real champion driver."
GINGERBREAD MAN: "Oh, thank you. Sweet."
PETER: "Hey! That's mine! There's plenty more."
ANNABELLE: "It's so good! Oh, oh look!"
PETER: "What is it?"
FATHER CHRISTMAS: "Ho ho ho, we have some guests! Why are you here?"
SANDMAN: "When I mention this beetle's name to you, you will certainly remember his tragic story: Buzzworthy V."
FATHER CHRISTMAS: "Buzzworthy V? Hmm... Oh yes, the one with the missing leg. But dear Mr. Sandman, what do you expect me to do? I mean I'm Father Christmas, should I give you a train, a boat or an airplane?"
SANDMAN: "No no, we don't need anything at all like that. You see, what we require most of all is food for our Great Bear. Because without him, we will never find Mr. Buzzworthy's missing leg."
FATHER CHRISTMAS: "I understand, now listen Mr. Gingerbread Man. You are to get food for our guests, first of all, because the Great Bear needs to restore his energy, and secondly, because these children have never harmed any living creature, so you will be doing a double good deed."
FATHER CHRISTMAS: "Enough of that, enough of that. What's the matter with you, Mr. Gingerbread Man? Turn around. My goodness! What's the meaning of this? I've never seen anything like it before! This is outrageous! Who's responsible for this, hm?"
SANDMAN: "Well..."
FATHER CHRISTMAS: "Yes, yes, you two. Come here, come here. If you want me to be your friend, you must never undress a gingerbread man while he's on duty, never never again."
ANNABELLE: "Mm-mm."
PETER: "Mm-mm."
FATHER CHRISTMAS: "Now children, I must get back to work."
BUZZWORTHY: "Goodbye!"
PETER: "Thank you, Father Christmas!"
ANNABELLE: "And forgive us!"
FATHER CHRISTMAS: "I wish you all a pleasant journey."
SANDMAN: "Well with all that, you almost ruined everything. And we have only three Guiding Lights left! Time is running out, running out, running out! Hurry children, hurry!"
BUZZWORTHY: "If only I knew why they never wait for me!"
FATHER CHRISTMAS: "Where is that Gingerbread Man? Oh, there he is, that took quite a while. Not as fast as in the past."
SANDMAN: "Wait children, wait. I can't believe it, but, but, but how do we get across? If we'd only waited for the Gingerbread Man. We've lost our way."
PETER: "But Mr. Sandman, we can fly across."
SANDMAN: "Fly? I can't fly, and I can't swim either. What do we do?"
PETER: "Maybe the ducks can help us."
ANNABELLE: "Yes! They'll help us."
SANDMAN: "What, those little wobbly rubber things?"
PETER: "Yes, Mr. Sandman! Don't be afraid, we're not afraid."
ANNABELLE: "Hold tight, Mr. Sandman."
SANDMAN: "That's easy for you to say!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh, do something children, or else I have a feeling he'll drown!"
PETER: "We're coming Mr. Sandman, we're coming!"
ANNABELLE: "We'll help you!"
SANDMAN: "Oh, be careful."
PETER: "We'll push you!"
SANDMAN: "Gently, gently! The things I have to go through. Oh, please take me back to my cloud, this is no life for a Sandman! Hello, excuse me, you there. Where are-"
RABBIT: "Yes, what is it? What do you want?"
SANDMAN: "How do we get across to the stranding lip, I mean the landing strip? Have you seen the Great Bear anywhere?"
RABBIT: "The Great Bear? Oh yes, well, you go through the Easter Nest back there, and then you turn right, then left, second path right, and then zigzag left again, and then you turn right, then two hops, then zigzag right again, make another left turn, four more hops, turn right again, zigzag left, and then you're there in a flash! Well excuse me now, I'm in a hurry. Well, have a nice day!"
SANDMAN: "I'll try to repeat that. First zigzag left. Then turn and zigzag right. That was it, wasn't it?"
PETER: "Yes, exactly."
SANDMAN: "No no, that's not quite it. First zigzag right, then two hops left, zagzig right, then through the Easter Nest, then sharp left, then zigzag right."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh! Oh, where is everyone? Wait!"
ANNABELLE: "Oh my. Look at that, Mr. Sandman."
SANDMAN: "It looks like an Easter egg factory."
PETER AND ANNABELLE: "Mm-hmm."
ANNABELLE: "May I paint one, too?"
SANDMAN: "No no, that's absolutely out of the question, we have no time, no time at all, go on. You know children what happens when the Guiding Lights go out."
PETER: "There he is. And he didn't leave any food for us."
ANNABELLE: "That isn't nice of him, we would've enjoyed some honey cake, too."
SANDMAN: "Did I tell you heights make me dery vizzy-I mean, very dizzy?"
PETER: "Oh, now I'm really mad!"
SANDMAN: "We're saved, we're saved! Luck was on our side."
LUCK: "Indeed, and luckily I arrived in time."
SANDMAN: "Look! The Moon Cannon down there, that's where we must go. Time is running out, only two more Guiding Lights. What will become of us, what will become of us? Every second counts. The Cannon must shoot you to the summit."
SANDMAN: "Now you must gather up all your courage. You must continue your journey alone, there is room only for you, only for you."
PETER: "Thanks for everything, Mr. Sandman!"
ANNABELLE: "Thank you, Mr. Sandman!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh, you mean he's abandoning us? Oh dear!"
SANDMAN: "Hurry children, there's no time to lose, the Cannon's waiting for you, this is the last stage of your journey."
ANNABELLE: "I'll see you soon, Mr. Sandman, I hope."
PETER: "Come on, Annabelle."
BUZZWORTHY: "Wait, wait for me! Oh!"
SANDMAN: "Wait, wait, don't close it yet! Something important is still missing, the pillows!"
ANNABELLE: "Thanks, Mr. Sandman, and goodbye."
SANDMAN: "Well now, let's see. First of all, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up. Now aim for the target. There, that's it! And now... I wish you a safe journey."
PETER: "Are you scared?"
ANNABELLE: "Maybe, just a little bit."
PETER: "Well I'm here with you."
SANDMAN: "They must make it, they must make it, only one Guiding Light left! Those brave, brave children!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh, my shell is cracking."
ANNABELLE: "We made it, look! Look, we made it! Hooray, we're on Moon Mountain! We made it, Mr. Buzzworthy!"
PETER: "It's fantastic, it's just fantastic! You've never seen anything like it!"
ANNABELLE: "It's a little spooky. What now?"
PETER: "Wait Mr. Buzzworthy, I'll help you."
ANNABELLE: "I hope you didn't hurt yourself, Mr. Buzzworthy. Come, Teddy."
PETER: "Annabelle, Mr. Buzzworthy, we have to get going."
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh, I feel ill suddenly. Must I go along with you? Maybe I should keep an eye on things here."
PETER: "Oh there's no reason to be afraid, and you do want to get your missing leg back."
PETER: "There, up there! That looks like the birch tree where-"
BUZZWORTHY: "Do you really think so?"
PETER: "Yes! Oh! Yes, we finally made it, that's the tree!"
ANNABELLE: "Oh! Yes!"
PETER: "The Moon Man! You're really big!"
MOON MAN: "I'm big alright, yes, big and strong! What do you midgets want here on my mountain?!"
PETER: "Nothing, we're looking for Mr. Buzzworthy's missing leg. He wants it back."
MOON MAN: "He wants his missing leg back? What will you give me for the leg? I am hungry, I want food, I am always hungry! Give me that!"
ANNABELLE: "No! My poor teddy bear! I hope he won't eat us too!"
PETER: "Huh?"
MOON MAN: "And now they're gone, now I really am angry! Is that a bump? You'll pay for that! What is that? Help! What's twisting around me? It feels like cotton, what is it?"
MOTHER CLOUD: "Oh it tickles, it tickles, it tickles! And I'm so ticklish too! Oh help me, help me Storm Giant, oh help me!"
STORM GIANT: "Shall I blow him away, Mother Cloud?"
MOTHER CLOUD: "Yes please, Storm Giant, I can't stand it!"
PETER: "Annabelle."
MOON MAN: "Well, you little worm, that was too much for you! Why, what's? What's going on there?"
PETER: "Yeah! Give it to him, go on!"
RAIN MAN: "I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming!"
MOON MAN: "Now I've got you!"
PETER: "The Moon Man! The Moon Man's frozen in a solid block of ice! We're saved!"
ANNABELLE: "Look, Mr. Buzzworthy! The Moon Man is an iceman now!"
PETER: "Mr. Buzzworthy, we have to hurry! I'll go and get your leg! I got it! Mr. Buzzworthy, the sun is rising! Mr. Buzzworthy, the sun! Wake up! If we don't hurry, we won't get back to Earth again!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Where, how, what, who, where? Is the Moon Man still there? Is he gone at last?"
PETER: "Forget the Moon Man! Now he's just a big block of ice!"
ANNABELLE: "He can never hurt us again, never! So get up, Mr. Buzzworthy!"
PETER: "Mr. Buzzworthy, look at your left side."
BUZZWORTHY: "What? But why should I look at my left side? That's where, where the, the... Oh, my leg! My leg! My leg! My leg, oh thank you, thank you, thank you, oh my leg, my missing leg! Thank you, thank you!"
DAWN: "I am the Dawn, watch out."
PETER: "Annabelle, run!"
MOON MAN: "Where are you?! Now I'll get you! Where are you, you little pygmies?! I'm hungry!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Oh, there's no way to escape, we're lost, we're lost!"
ANNABELLE: "What should we do now?"
BUZZWORTHY: "It's all over!"
MOON MAN: "I'll get you!"
BUZZWORTHY: "Fly, children, fly!"
MOON MAN: "I'll get you! I'll get you!"
PETER: "Annabelle!"
MOTHER: "Well children, good morning. Oh! Why, what's going on here?"
PETER: "We were on the Moon!"
ANNABELLE: "Yes! On the Moon, Mommy!"
MOTHER: "Yes, of course you were. And I'm sure you saw the Moon Man there, too."
ANNABELLE: "Oh yes! And we conquered him, and he froze into a block of ice!"
MOTHER: "Yes, I know, I know, and now into the bathroom and wash up, breakfast is ready."
PETER: "Oh, look at that."
ANNABELLE: "Oh, my."
PETER: "You see, Annabelle? A beetle with one, two, three, four, five, six legs. Annabelle. Come here, it's Mr. Buzzworthy."
ANNABELLE: "Our friend the beetle?"
PETER: "Yes, here. Don't you recognize him? He must've fallen asleep again."
ANNABELLE: "Yes, he must have. Shall we fly away with him again?"