Mrs. Brisby [inside a derelict tractor]
Mr. Ages? Mr. Ages? Is anybody home?
Mrs. Brisby Mr. Ages!
Mrs. Brisby Mr. Ages, may I please speak to you?
Mrs. Brisby I said, "May I please speak..." [Mr. Ages appears, coughing behind Mrs. Brisby] [shocked gasp] "...with you?" Oh, thank goodness. I'm so glad you're home.
Confounded machine! You never know when it's going to up and blow!
Mrs. Brisby Yes. I don't suppose you would remember me.
Yes, you're Mrs. Brisby. And I'm sorry about your husband's death. Now if you'd excuse me.
Mrs. Brisby Mr. Ages!
Great Jupiter, woman! What do you want?!
Mrs. Brisby Mr. Ages, I know you don't like visitors, but this is an emergency. Please--
[a sudden explosion shatters the tractor, sending Mr. Ages down in a basket. Mrs. Brisby comes over to him as he nears the basket.]
Ma-- [coughs] Madam, that is an emergency.
Mrs. Brisby [worried]
Oh, Mr. Ages, my son Timothy is so sick.
Timmy? The one with the spider bite? Oh, just give him some pepsissiwa root and--
Mrs. Brisby [interrupts; more worried]
No! No, he's sick with a fever.
Well, I suppose I could fix up something.
Mrs. Brisby Oh, thank you.
Follow me, but don't touch anything. Understand?
[after splashing in water]
Excuse me. Pardon me. [coughs]
Mrs. Brisby You keep making all that noise and Dragon will hear you, if he hasn't already.
Wouldn't you sing too, I mean... [flapping his wings and drying himself off] if you felt... [laughs] if you felt the call of the wild?
Mrs. Brisby I would- [lowers her voice] I would not, if I knew there was a cat nearby. [snapping string with teeth and setting Jeremy's claw free]
But she's out there somewhere, and when I find her, I'll feel it, way down in my wishbone. I-- What cat?
SS Sally Stevens
♪ Dream by night ♪♪ Wish by day ♪♪ Love begins this way. ♪♪ Night's a friend ♪♪ With love to send ♪♪ Each new day. ♪♪ Bless you heart ♪♪ Bless you soul ♪♪ Let your dreams come true. ♪♪ Future songs and flying dreams ♪♪ Wait for you. ♪♪ Love it seems ♪♪ Made flying dreams ♪♪ So hearts could soar. ♪♪ Heaven sent ♪♪ These wings were meant ♪♪ To prove once more ♪♪ That love is the key. ♪
C Cynthia
[to Mrs. Brisby]
Is Timmy gonna die?
Mrs. Brisby [responding]
No, sweetheart. He's just very sick.
What's the matter with him, mother?
Mrs. Brisby Mr. Ages called it "Pneumonia."
C Cynthia
When will he get better?
Mrs. Brisby Soon. I hope.
SS Sally Stevens
♪ As you wish ♪♪ As you will ♪♪ Dream a flying start ♪♪ Love and care ♪♪ The power's there ♪♪ Trust your heart ♪♪ Trust your heart ♪
Mrs. Brisby [to Martin, Teresa and Cynthia]
Off to bed with you now.
[Mrs. Brisby is riding in a boat with Nicodemus and Justin when a rock falls, barely missing them]
That was close.
Mrs. Brisby What's up there?
The mill. It's falling apart. I hope it stays up there...at least until we're done with The Plan.
Mrs. Brisby "The Plan"? What is "The Plan"?
Why, to live without stealing, of course.
It's wrong to take electricity from the farmer.
[To Mrs. Brisby]
My child, we can no longer live as rats. We know too much.
Mrs. Brisby [reaches the site of the botched move]
Oh, Mr. Ages! What happened?! [gasps] The children...!
Th-They're fine. [breaks into tears] Nicodemus...is...dead.
Mrs. Brisby Oh... [hugs him] Oh, no. [Jenner looks back at her with a scowl as she recomposes herself] You're in great danger. NIMH is coming.
Come, come. Let's...return to the rose bush.
Mrs. Brisby NIMH is coming!
Mrs. Brisby Yes, in the morning. You will all die unless you leave the farm tonight.
Mrs. Brisby Please! You must believe me!
R2 Rat 2
What if it's true?!
R3 Rat 3
We'll all be killed!
Don't listen! She's hysterical!
Mrs. Brisby [pleading]
Get out, now!
[flies into a rage and backhands her]
YOU get out! [throws off his cape and draws his sword] I've had enough!
Martin [From inside the fallen house]
Hello! Is anybody out there?
Mrs. Brisby Martin?
Martin Mom!
Mother, are we almost moved?
Mrs. Brisby Soon, now. [slumps against the house in despair; suddenly, it begins to sink into the mud] It's sinking... It's sinking... [panics] JUSTIN! THE BLOCK! IT'S SINKING!
What?! [sees; to the rats] Come on!
Oh, no... There must be a...there must be a cave-in...below!
R Rat
Pull the line! Justin!
[to Mrs. Brisby]
Here, tie these lines. I'll get a line around the stone. Now! Brutus, quick, get some rope! Tie off those block lines! Hurry it up, come on! MOVE IT!
