James and the Giant Peach1996

Narrator:
This is James Henry Trotter. He lived with his mother and father in a cozy little house by the sea.

James' father:
[playfully grabs and picks up his son] Hey, I've got ya! [he and James laugh]

James' mother:
[holding a birthday cake] Happy birthday, darling. Now quickly, blow out the candle before the wind does.

James' father:
Make a wish first. [James blows out his candles]

Narrator:
It was a wonderful life. [James and his parents are looking at the clouds] They had each other and they had their dreams.

James:
Look! [points to a cloud] That cloud looks like a camel. [points to another cloud] And that one over there looks like a train engine.

James' father:
Can you see the tallest building in the world? [James looks but sees nothing]

James:
I can't find it.

James' mother:
Try looking at it another way. [James turns his head and sees the cloud shaped like the Empire State Building]

James:
I see it!

James' father:
[holds out a travel book about New York City] That's where we're going. On the great ship that will take us across the ocean. And we'll go right to the top of that building. The three of us on top of the world.

James:
Are there any kids there like me?

James' father:
[opens the travel book] Hundreds of them. It's a wonderful place, James. It's a city where dreams come true.

Narrator:
[the scene changes to James looking at the clouds as a storm rolls in] Then, one day, a terrible thing happened. [thunder roars and wind blows] An angry rhinoceros appeared out of nowhere and gobbled up his poor mother and father. [James sees the ghostly rhino appearing in the clouds] Their troubles -- if they had any at all -- were over in 35 seconds flat. [the rhino roars and the scene changes with James waking up in a dark bedroom] But James' troubles were just beginning [James hides his travel book under his pillow] for now he lives here with Aunt Sponge... [James' wicked aunts burst through the door]

Aunt Sponge:
Get up, you lazy, little bug!

Narrator:
And Aunt Spiker.

Aunt Spiker:
You've already wasted four minutes of daylight.

Aunt Sponge:
Look at him!

Aunt Spiker:
Lolly-gagging in dreamland when there's so much work to do.

Aunt Sponge:
Weeds to pull, wood to chop.

Aunt Sponge and Aunt Spiker:
[in unison] Work, work, work, work, WORK!