Thumbelina1992

Frog:
Well... Look who's awake.

Thumbelina:
Oh, don't hurt me. I'm a very small girl.

Frog:
Every mother wants to find the perfect girl for her son to marry. Hahaha, lucky me, I found you, ribbet. [to her son] Hush up.

Thumbelina:
Look, I'm sure you're nice and, I'm sure your son's nice. For a frog. But there's a whole kingdom of Little People depending on me, so, if you'll just help me be on my way...

Frog:
Start thinking wedding bells, honey. You're going to be walking down the aisle. [the frog and her son swim away]

Thumbelina:
[to herself] Oh, this is terrible. How will I ever get to the meadow?