The Wind in the Willows1987

Moley:
Ratty... Ratty...

Ratty:
[yawns] Time for a nap.

Moley:
[stutters] Before you slip off, uh-uh... uh, Ratty?

Ratty:
Huh? What is it?

Moley:
Couldn't we invite Badger over? I-I haven't met him yet.

Ratty:
I told you a thousand times...

[yawns]

Ratty:
he'd never come.

Moley:
Oh uh, Ratty, Ratty...

Ratty:
Uh... uh... what?

Moley:
But suppose we call on him?

Ratty:
*Nooooo*! He hates company, society invitations, and all that sort of... [yawns briefly] thing.

Moley:
Well, we could chance it. All he could do is turn us out.

Ratty:
[rising to ultimately warn Moley in an arm-flailing manner] He lives in the middle Wild Wood, and nobody would dare the Terror of the Wild Wood at this time of year.

Moley:
[trying to retreat back] But, but uh...

Ratty:
It's a long way, and *much* too dangerous!