Robin Hood Script
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Script of Walt Disney's Robin Hood Introductory text Long ago, good King Richard of England departed for the holy land on a great crusade. During his absence, Prince John his greedy and treacherous1 brother, usurped2 the crown. Robin Hood was the people's only hope. He robbed from the rich to feed the poor. He was beloved by all the people of England. Robin and his merry men hid in Sherwood Forest to... Alan-a-Dale, a rooster3: You know, there's been a heap of legends and tall tales... about Robin Hood. All different too. Well, we folks of the animal kingdom have our own version. It's the story of what really happened in Sherwood Forest. Oh, incidentally, I'm Allan-a-Dale, a minstrel. That's an early-day folk singer. And my job is to... tell it like it is. Or was or whatever. Alan-a-Dale, singing: Robin Hood and Little John walkin' through the forest Laughin' back and forth at what the other one has to say Reminiscin'4 this 'n' that and havin' such a good time Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally Golly, what a day Never ever thinkin' there was danger in the water They were drinkin' They just guzzled it down Never dreamin' that a schemin'5 sheriff and his posse6 Was a-watchin' them and gatherin' around Robin Hood and Little John runnin' through the forest Jumpin' fences, dodgin' trees and tryin' to get away Contemplatin' nothin' but escapin' and finally makin' it Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally Golly, what a day Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally Golly, what a day Little John, a bear: You know something, Robin? You're taking too many chances. Robin Hood, a fox: Chances? You must be joking. That was just a bit of a lark7, Little John. Little John: Yeah? Take a look at your hat. That's not a candle on a cake. Robin Hood: Hello. This one almost had my name on it, didn't it? They're getting better, you know. You've got to admit it. They are getting better. Little John: Huh, yeah. The next time that sheriff'll probably have a rope around our necks. Pretty hard to laugh hangin' there, Rob. Robin Hood: Ha! The sheriff and his whole posse couldn't lift you off the ground. - En garde! Little John: Hey, watch it, Rob. That's the only hat I've got. Robin Hood: Oh, come along. You worry too much, old boy. Little John: You know something, Robin? I was just wonderin'. Are we good guys or bad guys? You know. I mean, uh, our robbin' the rich to feed the poor. Robin Hood: "Rob"? That's a naughty word. We never rob. We just... sort of borrow a bit from those who can afford it. Little John: Borrow? Huh. Boy, are we in debt. 1 treacherous: verräterisch 2 usurp: sich (widerrechtlich) aneignen 3 rooster (US): Hahn 4 reminisce: sich an etwas zurückerinnern 5 scheming: durchtrieben, intregant 6 posse: Polizeiaufgebot 7 lark: Spaß 2 [ Trumpet Sounding ] Robin Hood: That sounds like another collection day for the poor. Eh, Johnny boy? Little John: Yeah. Sweet charity. Prince John: Taxes! Taxes! Beautiful, lovely taxes! [ Laughing ] Sir Hiss: Sire, you have an absolute skill... for encouraging contributions from the poor. [ Chuckling ] Prince John: To coin a phrase, my dear counselor, rob the poor to feed the rich. Am I right? - Tell me, what is the next stop, Sir Hiss? Sir Hiss: Uh, let me see. Uh, I-- Oh! Yes. The next stop is Nottingham, sire. Prince John: Oh! The richest plum of them all. Notting-- [ Laughs ] ham. Sir Hiss: A perfect fit, sire. Most becoming8. You look regal9, dignified10, sincere11, masterful, noble, chival12— Prince John: Uh, uh, don't, don't overdo it, Hiss. There. That, I believe, does it. This crown gives me a feeling of power! Power! Forgive me a cruel chuckle. [ Laughing ] Power. Hmm. Sir Hiss: And how well King Richard's crown sits on your noble brow. Prince John: Doesn't it? Uh, King Richard? I've told you never to mention my brother's name! Sir Hiss: A-A mere slip of the forked tongue, Your Majesty. We're in this plot together, if you don't mind my saying so. And remember, it was your idea I hypnotized him and— Prince John: I know. And sent him off on that crazy crusade. [ Laughing ] Sir Hiss: [ Laughing ] Much to the sorrow of the Queen Mother. Prince John: Yes! Mother. Mother always did like Richard best [ Starts sucking his thumb ]. Sir Hiss: Your Highness, please don't do that. If you don't mind my saying so, you see, you have a very loud thumb. Hypnotism could rid you of your... psychosis... so... easily. Prince John: No! None of that! None of that. Sir Hiss: Well, I was only trying to help. - [ Laughs ] Prince John: I wonder. Silly serpent. Sir Hiss: "Silly serpent"? Prince John: Now look here. One more hiss out of you, Hiss, and you are walking to Nottingham. Sir Hiss: Snakes don't walk. They slither. Hmpf. So there. - [ Trumpeting ] - [ Drumroll ] Little John: Now what about that for luck? It's only a circus. A peanut operation. Robin Hood: "Peanuts"? Why, you dunce13. That's the royal coach. It's Prince John himself. Little John: The prince? Wait a minute. There's a law against robbin' royalty. I'll catch you later. Robin Hood: What? And miss this chance to perform before royalty? Little John: Ah! Here we go again. Robin Hood and Little John together: Oo-de-lally! Oo-de-lally! Fortune-tellers! Fortunes forecast! Lucky charms! Get the dope with your horoscope. Prince John: Fortune-tellers! How droll. Uh, stop the coach. Sir Hiss: Sire, sire, they may be bandits. 8 becoming: kleidsam, passend 9 regal: königlich 10 dignified: ehrwürdig 11 sincere: aufrichtig 12 chival: ritterlich 13 dunce: Dummkopf, Schwachkopf 3 Prince John: Oh, poppycock. Female bandits? What next? Rubbish. Um, um, my dear ladies, you have my permission to kiss the royal hands. Whichever you like, first. Robin Hood: Mmm! Oh! How gracious! - And generous. – Sir Hiss: [ Gasping ] Sire! Sire! - Did you see what they... Prince John: Stop! Stop hissing in my ear. - [ Stammering ] - Ah! [ Laughs ] Hiss! Oh, you've hissed your last - hiss. Suspicious snake. Robbin Hood: Masterfully done, Your Excellency. Now close your eyes... and concentrate. Close your eyes. Tight shut. No peeking, sire. [ Chuckling ] From the mists of time, come forth, spirits. Yoo-hoo! Little John: Okay, little fireflies. Glow, babies, glow. Robin Hood: We're waiting. Ah, oh! Look, sire. Look! Prince John: Oh! Incredible. Floating spirits. Robin Hood: Ah, oh! Naughty, naughty. You mustn't touch, young man. Prince John: Oh, how dare you strike the royal hand. Robin Hood: Shh! You'll break the spell. Just gaze into the crystal ball. Oo-de-lally! Oo-de-lal-- Oh! A face appears.- A crown is on his noble brow. Prince John: Oo-de-lally! A crown! How exciting! Robin Hood: His face is handsome, regal, majestic, loveable, a cuddly face. Prince John: Handsome, regal, oh! Majestic. Loveable. Yes, yes. Cuddly. Oh, that's me to a "T." It really is. Yes. - I-- - Now what? Robin Hood: I, uh -- I see, um, your illustrious name. Prince John: I know my name! Get on with it! Robin Hood: Your name will go down, down, down, in history, of course. Prince John: Yes! I knew it! I knew it! Do you hear that, Hiss? Oh, you-- He's in the basket. Don't forget it. Little John: Hmm. What have we here? Solid-gold hubcaps. Oo-de-lally. The jackpot. Prince John: Robbed! I've been robbed! Hiss! You're never around when I need you! - Ahem. I've been robbed. Sir Hiss: Of course you've been robbed! Robin Hood and Little John, together: Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally! Fortunes forecast. Lucky charms. Prince John: After them, you fools! [ Crying ] No, no, no, no! Sir Hiss: I knew it. I knew it. I just knew this would happen. I tried to warn you, but, no. You wouldn't listen. You just had to-- Ah, ah, ah! Seven years' bad-- Ooh! Luck. That's what it is. Besides, you broke your mother's mirror. Prince John: [ Wailing ] Mommy! I've got a dirty thumb. Alan-a-Dale: Well, even though Prince John... offered a huge reward for the capture of Robin Hood, that elusive14 rogue15 kept right on robbin' the rich to feed the poor. And believe me, it's a good thing he did, 'cause what with taxes and all, the poor folks of Nottingham were starvin' to death. Uh-oh. Here comes old bad news himself, the Honorable Sheriff of Nottingham. Sheriff, a wolf: [ Singing ] Every town Has its taxes too And the taxes is due Do do-do do do Well, lookie there. [ Chuckles ] Friar Tuck, the old do-gooder. He's out doin' good again. Blacksmith Otto, a dog: - Well, good mornin', Friar Tuck. - Shh, Otto. Friar Tuck, a badger16: Shh! For you, Otto, from Robin Hood. [ Chuckling ] Otto: Oh, God bless Robin Hood. Sheriff: Do do do do-do do dee do do-do Friar Tuck: It's the sheriff! Hurry, hide it! Quick! 14 elusive: schwer fassbar 15 rogue: Schurke 16 badger: Dachs 4 Sheriff: Here I come. Ready or not. Well, greetings from your friendly neighborhood tax collector. Otto: Oh, take it easy on me, Sheriff, w-what with this busted leg and all, you know.