Winifred [During the inspection of the Jungle Patrol]
March, march, march. My feet are killing me.
Elephant #1
[whispers]
I’m putting in for a transfer to another herd.
Silence in the ranks!
Tied for 9th most-quoted character in The Jungle Book (1967): in 3 of its 46 quotes
Most scenes with: Col. Hathi (3), Bagheera (2)
Scenes with Winifred
3 scenes Winifred [looking closely at a recruit’s trunk]
Tsk, tsk, tsk. A dusty muzzle. [to elephant in question] Soldier, remember, in battle, that trunk can save your life. [taps trunk with cane] Take good care of it, my man.
Elephant #2
Yes, sir!
Very good. Carry on. [the next recruit has dirty tusks and is lazily chewing on some vegetation until the Colonel clears his throat in serious annoyance] Let's have a little more spit and polish on those bayonets. [taps tusk with cane]
Elephant #3
Yes, sir!
Esprit de corps! That's the way that I earned my commission in the Mahajarah's 5th Pachyderm Brigade. Back in '88, it was-- Or was it?
Winifred [whispering to another elephant]
Here it comes. The "Victoria Cross" bit again.
It was then I received the Victoria Cross, for bravery above and beyond the call of duty. [chuckles] Those were the days. Discipline! Discipline was the thing! [leans on his bamboo cane] It builds character and all that sort of thing, you know. [his cane snaps in half as he leans on it] Oh. Uh, where was I? Oh, yes. Inspection. [The next recruit is a rough-looking elephant with bent tusks and a black eye] Well, very good. [The next recruit is an elephant with a goofy-looking grin across his face] Wipe off that silly grin, soldier! This is the army. [The elephant's smile droops into a sad frown, making his tusks droop. The next recruit is focused on a fly buzzing around his face which lands on his trunk] Ahem. [swats the fly with his cane] Eyes front. [Next, the lieutenant, with a mop of hair] Tsk, tsk, tsk. Lieutenant, that haircut is not regulation. [messes the hair up] Rather on the gaudy side, don't you think? [Hathi swipes his cane across, giving the lieutenant a military-style flat-topped haircut] There. That's better. [Hathi looks to the left] And as for you-- [Realizes that he's talking to his son Hathi Jr. and looks down] Oh, there you are. [chuckles] Let's keep those heels together, shall we, son?
Junior
OK, Pop--sir!
Yes, that's better. [turns to Mowgli] Well, a new recruit, eh? [chuckles and pokes Mowgli's nose with his cane] I say, what happened to your trunk?
Hey! Stop that!
[gasps, sputters]
A Man-Cub! [picking up Mowgli with his trunk] Oh, this is treason! Sabotage! I’ll have no Man-Cub in my jungle! [puts him down on ground]
It’s not your jungle!
Hold it. Hold it! I can explain, Hathi.
Colonel Hathi, if you please, sir.
Oh, yes, yes. Colonel Hathi. The Man-Cub is with me. I'm taking him back to the Man Village.
To stay?
You have the word of Bagheera.
Good. And remember that an elephant never forgets. [mumbling, and Mowgli crosses his arms and frowns at him] Heh. I don't know what the army's coming to these days. These young whippersnappers, who do they think they are?
[Col. Hathi and the Jungle Patrol are marching]
Stop! Wait a minute! [bellows] HA-A-A-A-A-A-A-LT!
[The Jungle Patrol abruptly stops]
Who said, "Halt!"? I give the commands around here. Now, speak up. Who was it?
Oh, it was me, Colonel.
What do you mean, sir? Taking over my command? Highly irregular, you know!
Oh, absolutely impossible! We're on a cross-country march!
This is an emergency, Colonel! The Man-Cub must be found!
Man-Cub? What Man-Cub?
The one who I was taking to the Man Village!
Good, that's where he belongs. Now, sir, if you don't mind, we'd like to get on with the march.
No, no, you don't understand, Hathi! He's lost. He ran away.
How delightful.
Well, it serves the whippersnapper right.
But Shere Khan, the Tiger, he's sure to pick up the Man-Cub's trail.
[Shere Khan nods his head, agreeing with Bagheera.] [laughs]
Shere Khan? Nonsense, old boy. Shere Khan isn't within miles from here. [Shere Khan shakes his head in disagreement, and chuckles evilly.] Oh, sorry, Bagheera. Fortunes of war and all that sort of thing, you know.
Winifred [storms towards Hathi, with Hathi Jr. following her]
This has gone far enough! Far enough! [to Hathi] Now, wait just a minute, you pompous old windbag!
Winifred! What are you doing out of ranks?
Winifred Never mind! [indicating Hathi Jr.] How would you like to have our boy lost and alone in the jungle?
Our son.... alone? But, Winifred, old girl, this is an entirely different matter!
Winifred Hmph!
Different, entirely.
Winifred That little boy is no different than our own son. Now, you help find him, or I'm taking over command!
WHAT?! A female leading my herd?! Utterly preposterous!
Hathi Jr.
Pop, the Man-Cub and I are friends. He'll get hurt if we don't find him. Please, Pop? Sir? Please?
Winifred [scoffs; sarcastically]
Sure you did.
