Dumbo1941

Timothy:
[storms to a stump and climbs it after the crows sing "When I See an Elephant Fly"] Alright, you wise "boids"! This has gone far enough! [slams his circus cap in the stump in serious anger]

[The crows are still laughing]

Jim Crow:
[silences his brothers with a wave of his hand] Quiet, gentlemen! [then points with his bowler hat to the annoyed Timothy standing on the stump as a podium] The Reverend Rodent is sure gonna ad-dress ya guys.

Timothy:
You all oughtta be ashamed of yourselves! A bunch of big guys like you, pickin' on a poor little orphan like him. Suppose that you was torn away from your mother when you guys was just a baby? Nobody to tuck you in at nights. No warm, soft, caressin' trunk to snuzzle into. How would you like to be left out all alone in a cold, cruel, heartless "woild"? And why, I ask you? Why?!? Just because he's got those big ears, they call him a freak! The laughingstock of the "soikus"! And when his mother tried to protect him, bam! They've thrown her into the clink. And on top of that, they've made him a clown! Socially, he's washed up! Aw, but what's the use of talkin' to you cold-hearted "boids"? Go ahead! Have your fun! Laugh at him! [gives his cap a swift kick in serious anger] Kick him, now that he's down! Go on! [now starting to cry, then shrugs] We don't care.[He turns away, blows his nose, and jumps off the stump as the crows cry] Come on, Dumbo. [they walk away]

Jim Crow:
[feeling better already] Hey, brother! Wait up! Don't go 'way feelin' like that. [Timothy tries to storm away from him] We've done seen the light. You boys is OK.

Timothy:
[stops Jim Crow] Please, huh? You've done enough.

Jim Crow:
But we's all fixin' to help ya. Ain't that the truth, boys? [The other crows agree] You wanna make the elephant fly, don't ya? Well, you have to use a lot of chology. You know, like, psy-chology. Now, here's what you do. Fellas, gather 'round, will yas? [They huddle up] First you, uh.... [whispering] Then after that, you.... [He then plucks a feather off Glasses Crow's tail]

Glasses Crow:
[yells and jumps in serious pain which causes both his spectacles and hat rise up] OW!!!! [then grabs his tail with his hands to cover the pain]

Jim Crow':
[gives the feather to Timothy] Use the magic feather! Ya catch on?

Timothy:
The magic feather? [looks at the feather, which briefly glows in a "light bulb idea" way] Yeah, I gotcha. Dumbo! [rushes to Dumbo, giving him the feather] Look! Have I got it! The magic feather! Now, you can fly! [Dumbo looks at the feather in his trunk, puzzled]