Babar (season 2)

Seasons: 1 2 3 4 5 6 | Babar: The Movie / King of the Elephants | Main The following is a list of quotes from the second season of Babar. Dialogue The Gift [2.1] Basil: [after Rataxes saves Babar and Zephir from quicksand] You did it, your rhigness! You saved them! What a guy! Rataxes: Quiet, Basil. I-I don't want it to get around! Young Babar: What am I gonna do? Everyone has a gift for Madame, except me. Zephir: That shouldn't be a problem for a king, Babar. Just name it, and it's yours! I mean, hers! I mean, yours to give to her! How about an electric rocking chair? Young Celeste: Or a bathtub full of perfume? Zephir: Or a four-banana toaster? Young Celeste: "A four-banana toaster?" Zephir: Well, she could use it when I came over! Babar: So, after going through all that trouble, I found out the best gifts are the ones that come from the heart. So tell me, what have you decided? [The triplets confer] Flora: We know what we're gonna get mama now. Alexander: Something really special! Pom: Something just from us! Babar: Wonderful. What is it? Triplets: A toaster! [run off giggling] Babar: A toaster. That's what I was gonna get her. School Days [2.2] Marcel: I told you to wait your turn, hose-nose! Young Babar: For the last time, its called a trunk, and when I'm finished, you're both going to wish you had one... All for one, and one for all! En garde! Young Babar: Now, if there are any more who would challenge the one musketeer, let him step forward! [The school kids run toward him] Young Babar: One at a time, one at a time! Between Friends [2.3] Madame: My goodness, are you all right? Young Celeste: I'm fine. But look at my bicycle, it's ruined. Zephir: So is my race car. I sure hope you can afford to fix it, Celeste. Young Celeste: You want me to pay you? Zephir: A cheque will be fine. Young Celeste: Forget it! You're the one who's going to pay me! Young Babar: Now hold on, you two? Zephir: Pay you for what? Young Celeste: For my bike! And driving like a maniac! This accident was all your fault! Zephir: My fault? My fault?! Young Celeste: See, he admitted it. Zephir: I did not! You're the one who crashed into me! Young Babar: Hold it! Young Celeste: Did not! Zephir: Did too! Young Celeste: DID NOT, DID NOT, DID NOT! Zephir: DID TOO, DID TOO, DID TOO! Young Babar: HOLD IT!!! Zephir: You don't have to yell. Young Celeste: Babar, you're a witness, you saw Zephir hit me. Young Babar: I didn't see the thing. Madame: Shouldn't two friends be able to work this out peacefully? ________________________________________ Young Arthur: You asked Celeste and Zephir to play with us? But they're still mad at each other! Young Babar: I know, but I thought maybe this would be a way for them to bury the hatchet. Young Celeste: Hi, Babar! Arthur! Young Babar: Hi, Celeste. I'm glad you made it. Young Celeste: Me too. I need something to take my mind off that darn Zephir! Young Arthur: [about the tennis racquets] Good thing these aren't hatchets... Young Babar: Celeste, after hearing both testimonies, you leave me no choice but to find you: Guilty! [bangs gavel] I hereby sentence you to ten years in the dungeon! Young Celeste: Ooohh! [faints] Zephir: Ten years?! Cornelius: I object! The sentence is much too harsh! Besides, we don't have a dungeon! King Tuttle's Vote [2.4] Young Babar: We need you and your men to search the palace. Cornelius: And the city. Pompadour: And the forest. Fire Chief: Right. And if we find any fires, we'll put 'em out! Young Babar: No, we want you to search for King Tuttle. Fire Chief: Is he on fire? Young Babar: No. Fire Chief: Then who's on fire? Young Babar: Nobody's on fire! Fire Chief: Right! Then our job here is done! Alexander and Flora: ♪ A sailing we will go, ♪ ♪ A sailing we will go, ♪ ♪ High-ho the merry-o, ♪ ♪ A sailing we will go! ♪ Pom: Avast, ye swabs! Stow that racket, or else you'll taste the wrath of Greenbeard the pirate! Alexander and Flora: "Greenbeard"? Pom: All the other colors were used up! Elephant Express [2.5] Young Babar: Arthur? [Arthur muffled screams] [Young Celeste and Zephir screaming] AHHH!!! Young Babar: What are you two doing? Young Celeste: Zephir jumped on my bed and scared the daylights out of me. Zephir: I scared you? Th--That scream scared me right out of my tree. Young Arthur: It was the polamossh. Pompadour: Ha! Nonsense! There's no such thing as a polamossh. It's a figment of your imagination. Cornelius: But we all heard it, Pompadour. Pompadour: Then i stand corrected. It's a figment of all our imaginations. Good night. [Young Babar laughs]: Come on, gang, let's go back to sleep. We have a lot of work to do in the morning. _____________________________ Young Celeste: Ahhh! Arthur! Have you seen Babar? Young Arthur: No. Have you seen Zephir? [Zephir screams] AAAAHHH!!! AHHH! YAAAAAH!!! Peer Pressure [2.6] Marty: [about Babar's first test] All ya gotta do is sit in this tyre and roll down Thrill Hill. Sorry, JC... JC: It's like Marty was saying. Just roll down the hill in this tyre. Babar: [sees a small hill] That's Thrill Hill? It doesn't look so bad! Marty: Not that hill, Babar. [Marty points to a steeper hill] Babar: Oh, that hill. Couldn't I just take a written test instead? [laughing] JC: You're a real comedian. The trouble is, we don't allow chickens into the club. Babar: Fair enough. Tour De Celesteville [2.7] Rataxes: What happened? Young Babar: What happened? You rammed us, that's what happened! Rataxes: I rammed you?! Young Babar: Well, at least you're big enough to admit it! Basil: Pedal, two, three, four! Pump, two, three, let's kick... Rataxes: Please shut your face, two three, four! Cheetah: That's oil, folks! Babar: As Cornelius would say: "Slow and steady..." Arthur: Wins the race? Babar: Nope, keeps us from crashing! Rhino War [2.8] General Pomire: I hate spunk! What do you think those crates say? Rufus: It says “G-A-M-E-S”. Games. General Pomire: WRONG! That’s what they want us to think it says. I’ll tell you what it says: “G-A-M-E-S”! [reads the text on the boat] Gonna Attack My Enemies Soon! Rufus: Wow! It was in code. Cornelius: King Babar, This is terrible! Pompadour: [while showing the paper to Young Babar] This is awful! It’s plan 42-H! Young Babar: What in the world is plan 42-H? Cornelius and Pompadour: Rhinoland has just declared war on Celesteville! [Young Babar gasps as scene fades to black] Rataxes: Babar! What are you doing in here? Young Babar: About 50 years! I wanna talk to you! Rataxes: Save it. We gotta get you home and fast Cornelius: Excellent news! Pompadour: King Babar has stopped the war? Cornelius: Even better: Our supplies for the amusement park have arrived! Pompadour: [sarcastically] Oh, goody. Cornelius: [clears throat] You sent for us, Babar? Young Babar: Hi! I... Pompadour: Before you say anything sire, I have a signed note from Doctor Cabaloose, excusing me from any further ride-testing duties; Some kind of inner-ear thing. Cornelius: I don't believe it! [whispers] Where I can get one? Cornelius: How ever did you manage it? Young Babar: With a little luck, Cornelius. And thought a help from Rataxes. Double the Guards [2.9] Young Babar: Lunch? That was the extra urgent, top secret business I had to attend to? Cornelius: Proper nutrition is always a top priority, Babar. Pompadour: And top secret because we wouldn't want it known that the king of Celesteville still prefers his crusts cut off. Young Babar: Good point. Young Babar: I think I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat. My Treat. [Scene Transitions to the Pizza Parlor] Hello. Can we have some service, please? Cornelius: What can I get you? Young Babar: Nothing [Walks towards Celeste] Come on Celeste. Young Celeste: Babar! I thought you were hungry. Young Babar: Look. What a cute baby. Young Celeste: Yes, he is cute. Hello there baby. [Baby turns around, only to be revealed as Troubadour in disguise, he then closes the crib] Young Babar: Cute. And Clever, too. Pompadour: He's a gifted child. Young Babar: Let's go Celeste. Young Celeste: Wait a minute. I think I know that woman. [They trip over a bowl of fruit] Cornelius: My Tusks, this is unfortunate. Young Celeste: Ah-ha! I thought so. All right, What's going on? Pompadour: We aren't at liberty to explain! Cornelius: We have strict orders from King Babar to remain out of sight. Young Celeste: Babar, I thought you told them to leave us alone Young Babar: I did... at first, then they kinda insisted on coming along. You see, there was this poster of me with the... Young Celeste: I don't care! Obviously you don't think we can have fun without them tagging along! I'm going home. Young Babar: No, Celeste, wait! Wait, let me apologize! [Cornelius, Pompadour and Troubadour follow] Young Babar: [turns to Cornelius, Pompadour and Troubadour] Where do you think you're going? Cornelius: We're going with you. Young Babar: Oh, no you're not. Celeste is mad enough already! I've gotta straighten this out with her. Alone. Pompadour: But, sire! Your life is in danger. Cornelius and Pompadour: Somebody is out to get you! Young Babar: [sighs] Oh look! A flock of turtles! Cornelius and Pompadour: Where? [Young Babar zips out] ________________________ [Door slams] Young Babar: Why are you guys doing this to me? If i don't patch things up with Celeste soon, she'll never forgive me. Cornelius: We have to keep an eye on you or this king-napper fellow might-- Young Babar: What King-Napper Fellow? Has anyone actually seen this guy? Cornelius: Not as yet. Pompadour: In any case, we've set numerous traps around the palace. Cornelius: Nothing can get in nor out of the palace without our knowing it. [Young Babar sighs] [Alarm rings] [Young Babar screams] Ahh! Pompadour: The alarm! We've caught the King-Napper! Zephir: I give, i give! Young Arthur: Gee, Babar, if this is the way you greet your friends, i'd hate to be your enemy. Young Babar: This is all their fault. Let me cut you down and i'll explain. So you can see my problem. If i don't get away from here soon, Celeste will never speak to me again. Young Arthur: Don't give up, Babar. Zephir: Let's see if we have all the facts. Babar has to smooth things over with Celeste or they'll be kaput, right? [Young Babar and Arthur] Right. Zephir: Babar can't un-glue himself from Cornelius and Pompadour because they think someone is out to King-Nap him, right? [Young Babar and Arthur] Right. Zephir: Then the answer is simple. We'll King-Nap Babar ourselves. [Young Babar and Arthur] Right. Young Babar: What?! Zephir: It will be easy. Here's the plan. [Whispers] Young Babar: Celeste? You're the kingnapper? Young Celeste: Yep. This was the only way to save you from Cornelius and Pompadour. And it worked! (turns Young Babar toward a table) French fries for two! Young Babar: Wow, you did all this just to see me? You must really be hung up on old Babar! Young Celeste: Hah! What about you? You're the one who planned his own kingnapping just to see me! Young Babar: Okay, we both like each other the same. Agreed? Young Celeste: Agreed. Monkey Business [2.10] Babar: Ah, a very good year. [Alarm blaring] Pom, Flora and Alexander: Aha! Caught you! Take that! Get 'im! Zephir: What's going on? Flora: We've got him, Uncle Zephir. [All gasping] Dad? Babar: I'm all for family togetherness, but, really, children... Pom: Sorry. We thought you were the peanut butter poacher. Alexander: Yeah, someone's been stealing our private stock, you know. Flora: And Uncle Zephir is helping us catch him. Babar: I should have known. The old gag is just like you. Zephir: What? Babar: You know, your Uncle Zephir was quite the prankster in his day. Pom, Flora and Alexander: Uncle Zephir? Zephir: I dabbled. Babar: Dabbled? Dabbled? Might i remind you that your jokes almost wiped out a whole year's peanut crop? Pom: What do you mean, Dad? Flora: Tell us, Father, tell us. Babar: All right, gather around. It was a time we will never forget... There's was once particular week when no one was spared from your Uncle Zephir's unique brand of humour. Young Arthur: Huh? Hey! Yeow! Oof! [Loud crash] ______________________________ [Adult Babar]: I had decided it was time to give Zephir a taste of his own medicine. [Kid Pom]: You? How, dad? [Adult Babar]: You'll see. [Celeste & Arthur gasping] Young Babar: Well, how do i look? Young Celeste: Like an elephant in a rhino costume. Young Arthur: Zephir's in for it now. Young Babar: After this, he'll think twice before pulling another false alarm. Young Celeste: Well, i just hope nothing goes wrong. Young Babar: What could possibly go wrong? __________________________ [Rataxes groaning] Basil: Uh, your Ladyship, according to my calculations, we're heading directly for King Babar's Royal Peanut Patch. Lady Rataxes: So? Basil: So that would be a most unneighbourly thing to do. Rataxes: Basil's right, my dear. Trampling Babar's Peanut Patch would be wrong. We'll have to call it quits. Lady Rataxes: Since when do you care about Babar? Rataxes: It's not him. It's all those innocent peanuts. Basil: They're so yum. Lady Rataxes: Oh, pul-ease. Rampage! [All roaring] __________________________ Zephir: Just my luck, not a rhino in sight. [Looks through Telescope] Young Babar: Rampage! Zephir: Ah, The Rhinos are attacking! [recorded battle charge sounds mid-dialogue] The Rhinos are really here! [Young Babar roars] [Zephir Screams] [Scene cuts to inside the palace where Cornelius and Pompadour are reading newspaper] Cornelius: [while battle charge sounds continue] I say Pompadour, isn't that the Peanut Patch alarm again? Pompadour: I do believe it is Cornelius. Cornelius: Trade Sections? Pompadour: Yes, thank you. __________________________ Zephir: You've got to believe me! There really is a rampage this time! Honest! Cornelius: Oh, yes, of course there is. Pompadour: Just like all the others. Zephir: This is for real. Babar is out there alone. Cornelius: In a rhino costume? Zephir: Don't you understand? Babar needs our help! Young Arthur: Boy, he sure sounded convincing. Cornelius: The Mark of a true prankster. Cornelius: Well, Babar has-- My tusks! The royal peanut patch, ruined! Pompadour: No more peanut butter nouveau! [sobs] It's all because of that callous prankster! Young Babar: No, Pompadour. It was my fault. It was the wrong way to teach Zephir a lesson. I should have clobbered him! Zephir: Hey, wait! [runs off] Young Babar: [gives chase] Stand still! Zephir: Yikes! Yaaaaa! Babar, look. You did it, Babar. You saved a plant. [laughs] [Adult Babar]: But what a plant it turned out to be. It was healthy and strong and with all the extra attention that plant got, it yielded a whole jar of peanut butter, and that was the most delicious jar of peanut butter nouveau we have ever tasted. Babar: Mmmm! Pom: It must have been good. Babar: Huh? Oh, yes, it-- [Latch clicks] Pom, Flora and Alexander: The peanut butter poacher. Pom: Hide. [🎵🎵🎵] [Alarm blaring] Pom, Flora and Alexander: Get 'im! Yeah! Ahh! [All gasping] Uncle Arthur? [Babar clears throat] Uncle Arthur: I was just doing Zephir a favour. He put me up to this. Ask him. Zephir: Oops. What can i say? I love the stuff. Mmmm! Ah... [Kids laughing] The Intruder [2.11] [Pompadour screaming] AHHH!!! Pom: Pompadour's in trouble! [All gasping] Flora: Oh no! Pom: Isabelle, what happened to Pompadour? Isabelle: Pompy go bye-bye. Flora: Oh my gosh! The monster is in the house. Alexander: And he's caught his first victim! What are we going to do? Flora: I say we take Isabelle and all our favourite toys and run for our lives. Alexander: Good plan! Pom: Wait a minute. Father wouldn't do this, and you know it. Alexander: He's right. Father would leave the toys. Pom: Pompadour's in trouble. We can't just leave him. Alexander: But the monster could come back. Flora: I'm scared, Pom. Pom: Don't cry, Flora. We'll be okay. I know! We'll call mother and father the phone number they left behind. Flora: What phone number? Pom: Parents always leaves a phone number when they go out. Alexander: Wait, who gets to stay with Isabelle? Pom: Even as babies, sisters are a pain. ________________________ [The children go into the basement] Isabelle: Monster! [Flora and Alexander] Shh! Flora: Do we really have to go down there? Can't we just call him from here? Pom: What if he can't answer? Alexander: Yeah, the monster could have eaten his mouth off. Flora: Eww! Pom: Pompadour! Oh, Pompadour? Flora: You don't think there are any big bugs down here, do you? Alexander: Nah! If there were, the monster would have eaten 'em already. Pom: Monster don't eat everything, you know. Alexander: Everything but broccoli; You've gotta respect them for that! Rataxes: Okay, I want that stamp, And I want it now. Basil: [clear his throat] Pom: The stamp? [the stamp shows us a picture of Rataxes wearing a lady's hat] The stamp! Pompadour: If I've told you once, I've told you thrice. We have no idea as to the whereabouts of your silly stamp. Basil: Perhaps we should get while the getting's good, sir. [Pompadour, Flora and Alexander smile] Rataxes: [hands Basil the desk lamp] Not until I get that stamp. It makes me look like a fool, [off-screen] the laughing stock of the entire forest! Pompadour: I should think you're used to that! [Basil giggling] Rataxes: Don't push me, Pachyderm. I'm one desperate rhino. Now I'm going to give you to the count of three to hand it over. One... two... Isabelle: Three! Rataxes: What? Pompadour: Oh, dear. Pom: Isabelle, no! [Rataxes picks up Isabelle] Rataxes: The stamp! Oh, I could just kiss you for this, kid! [Isabelle puckers up] Er... kiss the kid for me, would you Basil? [Basil holds Isabelle] Pom: That's our stamp! [Rataxes licks the stamp and sticks it to his head] Rataxes: [laughs evilly] Conga the Terrible [2.12] Young Babar, Pompadour and Troubadour (with Zephir's voice): Conga! Conga: [roars as he pounds his chest, causing everyone to scream. Conga continues to roar and the camera cuts to the full moon until it fades to black with Conga's roaring echo. The scene fates to Cornelius sleeping while standing on guard in the morning] Pompadour: Cornelius, wake up! Cornelius: [wakes up] Huh? I- is that you, Rataxes? What's going on? Pompadour: You fell asleep and Conga crushed the camp, that's what's going on! Rataxes: What?! You let Conga slip through my fingers? I could have caught him! Young Babar: So that's what you're up to. Rataxes: [gasps] That's right, elephant, And there's nothing you can do to stop me. Young Babar: Just don't expect a ride home in my ship. Rataxes: Huh? What's going on, Basil? Young Babar: Forget it, Rataxes. Although it's too bad your trap didn't work. Rataxes: Because of the incredible cash potential? Young Babar: No. Because it could have bought us time to fix the ship and escape. Now Conga is bound to come back. Rataxes: Well, we've got only one person to blame for that. Cornelius! Pompadour: I'm sorry, Cornelius, but I'm inclined to agree with Rataxes. You're simply too old to be-- Cornelius: I am not too old! And it's high time I proved that to you. Young Babar: Nice going, you guys. This wasn't Cornelius' fault at all. It was Rataxes'. Rataxes: Mine?! Young Babar: You should have relieved him on guard duty. He was up all night. Rataxes: Oh, uh, yeah, well, I guess I fell asleep. It was a simple mistake, it could happen to anyone. Young Babar: Even Cornelius? Tonight had nothing to do with Cornelius' age. Nobody could stay awake that long. Pompadour: I feel terrible about this, sire. Rataxes: Yeah, me too. What can I do to make it up to the poor guy? Young Babar: You can patch this ship up as fast as you can. Rataxes: Hurry up, Basil. I wanna go home! Basil: You mean the mission's over? No more self-sacrifice for the good of mankind? Rataxes: Listen, I'm all for self-sacrifice. But if there's nothing in it for me, forget it! Remember When...? [2.13] Alexander: Phooey. What a crummy day. Pom: There goes my soccer game. Flora: Me and gwendelyn were going to go to the beach. Alexander: Yeah, well, me and the guys were supposed to have a major frog hunt today. Flora: Yuck! Then so what if it's raining? You always get soaked when you go frog hunting anyway. Alexander: So? It's a big diferencie if you get soaked from the top or the bottom. Flora: Soaked is Soaked. Alexander: Go soak your head. Flora: You soak your head. Alexander: You! Flora: You! Pom: This reminds me of the time we went out to the lake. Alexander: Oh yeah. We were swimming and Flora wanted to get out of the water because it started to rain. She didn't want to get her top wet. Flora: It was because of the lightning. Alexander: There was no lightning. Flora: Was so! Alexander: Was not! Pom: Remember the time when the school got flooed and the bus broke down and... Isabelle: Yeah, I remember. [laughing] Flora: How do you remember that? Pom, Flora and Alexander: You weren't even born yet. Isabelle: Daddy told me. [All laughing] Pom: Remember when we went up in the balloon? Isabelle: No. Flora: I don't want to remember that story. Alexander: Me neither. Pom: Yeah, that wasn't such a funny story, was it? I looked like it was going to be a great day. We were going to the fair. Pom, Flora and Alexander: All right! Celeste: Children, be careful. Babar: And stick together. Pom, Flora and Alexander: We will! [Kid Pom]: And then we spotted those big balloons. __________________________ Celeste: I hope we find them soon. The storm could hit any minute. Flora and Alexander: Help! Somebody please! Help me! [thunder crack] Flora: Oh no. Pom, Flora and Alexander: HELP!!! Balloon Ride Operator: Oh, great. Babar and Celeste: Alexander! Flora! Pompadour: Pom! Cornelius: Children! Pom, Flora and Alexander: HELP!!! _______________________ [The kids and Celeste get into the balloon] Babar: You're next, Pompadour. Pompadour: Sire, I must protest! Proper protocol demands that... Babar: Move it, Pompadour! Pompadour: Moving it, sire! Celeste: Madame, please take Isabelle home. There must be something I can do to help. _____________________ [Pom, Flora and Alexander screaming] YAAAHHHH! OOF! OOF! WHOA! AAAAAAH!!! AAAGH! NOOOO!!!! AAAHHHHH!!!! Babar: No! [Pom, Flora and Alexander screaming] AAAGH! AAAHHHHH!!! Babar: We've got to save them! Cornelius: The fire, the ambulance, the police! Balloon Ride Operator: Wait! We can't do anything until the storm dies down. Celeste: Cornelius. Cornelius: Madame, please try to stay calm. Celeste: Stay calm?! Babar: Celeste. Cornelius: Come on, Pompadour, Troubadour. Celeste: Oh, Babar. They must be terrified. They're only babies. We've got to do something. Babar: We've going after them! Balloon Ride Operator: No, your majesties, please! You don't understand. Handyman: Hey, you, get away from there! Cornelius: Up you go, Pompadour! Pompadour: Are you sure you know what you're doing? Handyman: You can't go up in this storm. Cornelius: Stand aside, man! This is a rescue mission. Handyman: All right, All right. But you're crazy. Pompadour: Cornelius, he says we've crazy! Babar: Cornelius, wait for us! Balloon Ride Operator: No, no, no! Not that Balloon! You've got no control! Cornelius: Grab hold, Pompadour! Balloon Ride Operator: You don't know what you're doing. You can't fly that thing. Babar: Wait for us! Celeste: Wait! Babar: Yaaaaa! Celeste: Babar! Cornelius: Babar! Babar: Pull me up, Cornelius! Cornelius: Pull, Pompadour, pull! Babar: Ahh! Oof! No! Come back! Celeste: Good gracious! Cornelius: My tusks! Where's the steering wheel? Pompadour: Where's the brakes?! Babar: All right, how do we get up there? Balloon Ride Operator: But your majesties, you don't understand the dangers! The wind, the rain, the lightning! Celeste: [to the operator, angry] My children don't understand the dangers either, but they're out there just the same! And that's where my husband and I are going. Balloon Ride Operator: Oof! Celeste: With or without your help. Balloon Ride Operator: Uh, right, I'll get my gear. External links Babar (TV series) 2