Charlotte's Web 1973 quotes

21 quotes · 6 characters
Charlotte's Web (1973) poster
Characters
Wilbur Henry Gibson · 11 quotes
Narrator Rex Allen · 4 quotes
Old Sheep 4 quotes
Templeton Paul Lynde · 3 quotes

Most scenes together: The Goose & Wilbur (4), Wilbur & Charlotte (4), Wilbur & Old Sheep (4)

Charlotte's Web quotes

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Drum Major

Mr. Homer Zuckerman?

Homer Zuckerman

That's me.

Drum Major

We've come to escort you and your Famous Pig to the grandstand.

Homer Zuckerman

What for?

Drum Major

I don' know, but we'd better get going.

Edith Zuckerman

Oh my goodness! Go up in front of all those people? Does my hair look all right, Homer?

Homer Zuckerman

It looks fine.

Edith Zuckerman

He didn't even look at my hair!

Mrs. Arable

It's all right, Edith, now just keep calm.

Edith Zuckerman

Aren't you gonna crate the pig, Homer?

Homer Zuckerman

No. Let 'im walk! So everybody can see!

Edith Zuckerman

Homer, I'm gonna give that pig a buttermilk bath.

Homer Zuckerman

A what?

Edith Zuckerman

Well, my gran'mother always used to bathe her pig with buttermilk when it got dirty.

Homer Zuckerman

Wilbur's not dirty.

Edith Zuckerman

Oh, he's filthy! An' I'm gonna clean him with buttermilk!

Homer Zuckerman

Edith, you're crazy.

Homer Zuckerman
[later:]

Edith, I've got to hand it to you; that pig looks a hundred percent better.

Edith Zuckerman

You just wait 'til he's dry.

Getting to be famous didn't change Wilbur one bit. Through all the crowds and publicity and glamour, he stayed the same old Wilbur. He was glad when the crowds stopped coming and he could be with his real friends again. Even Mrs. Fussy fell for the message in the web, and let Henry come over to see the famous pig.

Henry
[Wilbur notices Fern and Henry, they petted him; suddenly a hornet almost stung Fern!]

A hornet! Duck!

[Henry pushes Fern duck down as a hornet lands to wreck Charlotte's web. Wilbur discovered the web was wrecked in dismay]

Ohh...

Fern
[Charlotte climbs up to the web, she wraps the hornet up]

It's all right, Wilbur. Everybody knows you're some pig.

Avery Arable

Can I have a pig too, Pop?

John Arable

I only distribute pigs to early risers. Fern was up at daylight, trying to rid the world of injustice. [Avery's frog escapes his jacket and jumps all over the breakfast table] Seems to me you've already got more wildlife than you can take care of, Avery.

Avery

Why isn't that gosling with his mother?

Fern
[Jeffrey runs to Wilbur]

Because he likes Wilbur.

Avery

Shrimpy little thing. [Jeffrey oinks at Avery] Sounds more like a pig than a gosling.

Avery
[Jeffrey oinks and looks proud of himself] [noticing Charlotte]

Wow! Look at that big spider! I'm gonna catch it for my collection!

Fern

Avery, you leave that spider alone!

Avery

That's a fine spider and I'm catching it! What's the matter with you, Wilbur?

Fern

He doesn't like you in there. Now Get out.

Mrs. Fussy

Henry Fussy! You put that thing down! [Henry puts Wilbur down and the pig crashes into something and Mrs. Fussy tries to chase him out of the house with a broom from the hall closet] Shoo! Shoo! Get out! Shoo! Shoo! [tries to chase Wilbur out of the house with her broom. Wilbur jumps out of the window, Fern catches him, and Mrs. Fussy slams the window doors shut]

(singing)

Isn't it great that I articulate?/Isn't it grand that you can understand?/I don't grunt/I don't oink/I don't even squeak or squawk/When I wanna say a-somethin', I open up and talk! I can talk! I can talk, talk, talk, I can...

Why don't you keep it down?

I can talk!

[about Zuckerman raising him to be slaughtered]

Is it true what the old sheep says? Is that awful thing true?!

It's a dirty-irty trick, but it's true.

I don't want to die! I want to stay here in my warm manure pile! I want to breathe the beautiful air, and lie in the beautiful sun!

[dryly]

You're certainly making a beautiful noise.

[breaking into tears]

I don't want to die! I don't want to die!

[speaking for the first time, this time from an unseen location]

Quiet, Wilbur! Now chin up!

Who said that?

Do you want a friend?

Yes, I want a friend. But I want to live, too!

Well, chin up. I'll be your friend and I'll try to save your life. I've been watching you, and I like you.

I can't see you. What do you mean "chin up"?

Now go to sleep. You'll see me in the morning, and I'll explain everything then.

Wilbur's stomach was empty, and his mind was full. And when your stomach is empty and your mind is full, it's always hard to sleep. But sleep and Wilbur finally found each other.

[to a lamb]

Wanna play?

Lamb
[to an old sheep]

May I, Papa?

Certainly not. In the first place, you can't get out of your pen. In the second place, sheep do not play with pigs.

Why not?

Oh, it's a matter of status. Sheep, for instance, are highly regarded by Zuckerman, because we furnish him with good quality wool. With pigs, on the other hand, it's just a matter of time.

Time before what?

Before they're fat enough to kill.

(incredulously)

What did you say?!

Oh, everybody knows that. In the fall, you'll be turned into smoked bacon and ham. And then, just as soon as the cold weather sets in, they'll kill you.

Ohh! (faints)

Templeton.

Hmm.

(Wilbur asks the Goose if she would like to play with him)

I'm no flibberty-ibberty-gibbit! I'm staying here and hatching my goslings!

[After the goose's eggs have hatched]

Congratulations! How many are there?

There are seven.

Seven is a lucky number.

[proudly]

Luck had absolutely nothing to do with it! It was really good management and hard work.

[looking at a solitary unhatched egg]

Why didn't, uh, this one hatch?

[gloomily]

It's a dud, I guess.

What are you going to do with it?

[sternly]

You can have it! Roll it away and add it to that nasty collection of yours! Be careful! A rotten egg can be a regular stink bomb!

[patting the egg]

I know what I'm doing. I handle stuff like this all the time. [And with that, Templeton rolls the egg away.]

Lamb
[Charlotte is looking for a new message to write in her web]

How about "Pig Supreme"?

No good. It sounds like a rich dessert.

How about terrific, terrific, terrific?

Cut that down to one terrific and it will do nicely. I think terrific might impress Zuckerman.

But Charlotte, I'm not terrific.

You're terrific as far as I am concerned. (Templeton hits Wilbur in the face with his tail as he walks by; Charlotte glares at him) Does anybody know how to spell it?

I think it's T, double-E double-R, double-R, double-I, double-F, double-I, double-C-C-C.

What kind of an acrobat do you think I am? It would take me all night to write that.

I would advise you not to consult geese in matters of spelling. The word is spelled T-E-R-R-I-F-I-C.

[firmly]

I still think it's prettier spelled: T, double-E, double-R, double-R, double-I--

Please! Let me spell it my way.

[to Templeton]

You'll worry alright when winter comes! If Wilbur is killed, and his trough stands empty, then you'll grow so thin we can look right through your stomach and see objects on the other side!