The Adventures of Tom Thumb & Thumbelina

Daniel:
What do ya see, Godfrey? What do ya see?

Godfrey:
The usual, Daniel, the usual. The usual insects, amphibians, indigenous plant life, raccoon guano, tiny girl floating in a sardine can.

[both nod, satisfied, and retreat into the hole. after a few seconds, both return]

Godfrey, Daniel:
Tiny girl floating in a sardine can?

The Mole King:
My bride is AWOL! I want her back, tout de suite! Understood?

Daniel:
Eh, not sure I grasp the French, but I'm with you on the general meaning.

Daniel:
I was the chambermaid last time!

Godfrey:
And you did such a good job! The snood suits you.

Daniel:
Eh, I thought it was a nice touch.

Thumbelina:
Why do you stay? He's so cruel to you.

Godfrey:
Well, he may be a fascist, but...

Godfrey, Daniel:
He's our fascist.

Bertha Beetle:
This is all your fault!

Thumbelina:
Explain to me how this could possibly be my fault!

Bertha Beetle, Margaret Beetle:
Some things just ARE.

Bertha Beetle:
Put your arms into it!

Margaret Beetle:
[sarcastically] No, I'm doing it with my head!

Godfrey:
We are gathered here today to join this mole and this woman in holy matrimony. If there be any mole among you that knows of any cause why these two cannot be joined, let him or her speak now, or forever hold his peace!

[silence]

Godfrey:
I thought not. Your majesty, do you take this woman...

Tom Thumb:
[appearing] I'll give you a reason why this woman can't marry this mole!

The Mole King:
Who dares interrupt?

Tom Thumb:
*I* dare! Thumbelina loves *me*!... I think...