Peter Rabbit

Mr. Tod:
[to Benjamin] If you're looking for somewhere to rest, there's plenty of room in my cooking pot. A little salt and pepper and you'll make a lovely casserole.

Peter Rabbit:
Hey, Mr. Tod! Why don't you pick on someone your own size?

Mr. Tod:
I could. Or I could pick on both of you.

Squirrel Nutkin:
I declare this brand new sign hung up!

Tommy Brock:
Hey, what about me worms?

Mr. Tod:
Did I say worms? I meant to say: what a beautiful, waaaarm day we're having. Goodbye.

Mr. Tod:
Sleeping again, eh, Brock? While you're snoring away, I'll be at the rabbits' home, preparing a magnificent rabbit feast.

Mr. Tod:
[finding Lily's drawings] A little primitive, but not bad. I could hang these in the parlor. Or maybe above the bath.

Peter Rabbit:
If I help you, do you promise you won't try to catch me?

Mr. Tod:
No, but I'll give you a headstart. [Peter is about to go away]

Mr. Tod:
[stopping Peter] Alright, alright. Rabbit is off my menu for good. Fox's honor.

Mr. Tod:
[to Peter] You've got to help me find another way out of here. Please! If you do, I'll... I'll... I'll give you all vegetables in my kitchen.

Mr. McGregor:
[running in Peter and Mr.Tod's direction] Come back here, rabbits!

Peter Rabbit:
[to Mr.Tod] All of them?

[Mr.Tod positively nods his head]

Peter Rabbit:
Ok. Fine. But follow me and stay low.

Mr. Tod:
[in a whisper] The only vergetables you're going to see are the ones cooking with you in my pot.

Mr. Tod:
Please, Peter, help me and I'll... I'll show you how to find my secret blackberry bush.

Peter Rabbit:
I already know where that is.

Mr. Tod:
You do? Alright, then: I'll promise not to try and catch you while you eat them.

Mr. McGregor:
[singing] I like rabbits in the pot... potatoes, peas... nice and hot!

Mr. Tod:
I confess I always wanted to catch you, Peter, but it seems I must leave that honor to Mr. McGregor. I imagine he'll rather enjoy you... in a pie!

Peter Rabbit:
[pretending to be trapped in an underground hole] Mr.Tod! Help me! I'm stuck here down the tunnel!

Mr. Tod:
Oh, I'll help, alright. Help eat you up!

Tommy Brock:
Watch where you're flapping your flappers!

Old Brown:
They're called wings! Wings!

Peter Rabbit:
Nutkin! Why is Old Brown after you?

Squirrel Nutkin:
Woahh... I might have... kind of... sort of... taken his eyeglasses.

Peter Rabbit:
What? Why in the world would you take Old Brown's glasses?

Squirrel Nutkin:
Because... they were there. [Old Brown is knocking at the door]

Lily Bobtail:
Well, now you'd better give them back!

Squirrel Nutkin:
Oh, I would, I gladly would! But you see, I sort of... kind of... lost them.

Old Brown:
[chasing the rabbits and Nutkin] I'll have your tails!

Squirrel Nutkin:
You got mine already!

Old Brown:
I'll have your ears then!

Mrs. Tiggywinkle:
You know what they say: clean feet make friends, dirty feet make a mess.

Benjamin Bouncer:
[to Lily] You're not just a genius: you're also really smart!

Tommy Brock:
If I'm not going to have my worms, at least I can have... I can have... I know! Some nice new fluffy slippers! [begins to match threateningly in Benjamin's direction]

Benjamin Bouncer:
Of course, why didn't you say? I'll just ride to the shop and... [Tommy Brock raises him from his feet]

Benjamin Bouncer:
I am the slippers, aren't I?

Cottontail Rabbit:
[on Mr.McGregor's cat] Nice kitty!

Lily Bobtail:
No, Cottontail. The kitty isn't nice.

Lily Bobtail:
[to Peter] Which one of us were you thinking of catapulting into the garden?

Cottontail Rabbit:
Me catapult!

Lily Bobtail:
This is wrong. Very wrong. Radishes just don't appear in the middle of the woods. And definitely not in winter. Something smells fishy.

Benjamin Bouncer:
[smelling the radishes] Hmm... smells pretty radishy to me!

Peter Rabbit:
[looking at the radishes, having been prevented by Lily from eating them] This is the tastiest lunch I never had!

Mr. Tod:
[singing] Steam and simmer, bake and stew, willow fried barbecue!

Mr. Tod:
Nobody can untie one of my special figure 8 rolling hitch double overhand two and a half loop knots!

[Lily is locked in a cage. Mr.Tod is about to eat her]

Peter Rabbit:
[on a cliff nearby] Hey, Mr.Tod! Up here! [Mr. Tod turns around. He sees the shapes of Peter and Benjamin on the cliff. They've made a snow rabbit]

Mr. Tod:
You're too late to save your little friend, Peter Rabbit!

Peter Rabbit:
You're right! She is little, hardly going to make much of a meal, is she?

Lily Bobtail:
Yeah... I'm just a snack compared to our friend Roly over there. [shows the snow rabbit to Mr.Tod. He has sun in the eyes]

Peter Rabbit:
Man, lucky Roly Poly wasn't caught in your trap. Look at the size of him. He'd make a fine breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Benjamin Bouncer:
With enough leftover for sandwiches!

Mr. Tod:
[looking at the shape of the snow rabbit] Hmm, he doesn't look like he can run away very fast...

Mr. Tod:
[his last line in the episode] I should have stayed in bed.

[Lily has returned home after having been chased by Tommy Brock]

Dr. Bobtail:
[stern] Lily Bobtail. Do you know what time is it?

Mrs. Bobtail:
[to Lily] Dinner's been on the table for half an hour. [Dr.Bobtail smells Lily]

Dr. Bobtail:
Badger?

Mrs. Bobtail:
No, warm. We're having carrots and salary.

Dr. Bobtail:
But I mean I smell badger!

[the rabbits have successfully locked Old Brown, Tommy Brock and Mr. Tod inside the latter's house]

Old Brown:
We're trapped!

Tommy Brock:
Well, if we're stuck in here, I'll reckon I'll have myself a snooze. [heavily plops down on Mr. Tod's armchair, causing a table nearby to fall on the floor]

Mr. Tod:
Oh, you clumsy oaf! My tea table!

Old Brown:
[flapping around] Tea table? What kind of hunter has a tea table, I ask you? [hits some china with his wing, causing it to fall on the floor and break]

Mr. Tod:
My best china! Both of you, stop it! You're wrecking the place. First my table, then my china. Why don't you just knock the walls down and be done with it? [thinks]

Mr. Tod:
[to himself, in a whisper] Hmm, not the walls, but perhaps the door. [gets closer to the housedoor]

Mr. Tod:
[to Old Brown] You're a squawky old feather duster.

Old Brown:
[annoyed] Feather duster, am I?

Mr. Tod:
Yes, you heard me. You couldn't peck your way out of a wet paper bag! [turns to Tommy Brock]

Mr. Tod:
As for you, you smelly old carpet, you couldn't badge your way out of a balloon! [both Tommy Brock and Old Brown angrily charge in Mr. Tod's direction. He steps aside, causing the two to crash into the door and knock it down]

Mr. Tod:
[getting outside] Wonderful. You are a strong pair of fellows. Now we're free. Free to get those rabbits!

Benjamin Bouncer:
[to Dr. Bobtail, during their picnic] It's a beautiful, undangerous place. Look at the grass, look at the trees, look at the sky! [Old Brown streaks across the sky]

Benjamin Bouncer:
[worried] And back to the grass again! [to Peter and Lily, in a whisper]

Benjamin Bouncer:
Oh, no, it's Old Brown.

Lily Bobtail:
[in a whisper] We've got to get my parents out of here. [Old Brown screeches]

Dr. Bobtail:
Did anyone hear that?

Lily Bobtail:
[faking a yawn] Hoot... I'm bored here. Let's go somewhere else. [Old Brown screeches again]

Peter Rabbit:
Hoot... hoot... who's up for picking some blackberries? [third screech coming from the sky]

Lily Bobtail:
Hoot... that sounds like a good idea!

Mrs. Bobtail:
Yes. That does sound nice.

Benjamin Bouncer:
[surprised] What? Blackberries? Why would we want to get blackberries?

[Mr. Tod, Tommy Brock and Old Brown are chasing the rabbits]

Mr. Tod:
Come back here, you terrible...

Tommy Brock:
...tiny little...

Old Brown:
...troublemaking tricksters!

[Nutkin and the other squirrels are holding a rope, keeping the tied Mr. Tod, Tommy Brock and Old Brown hanged above the ground]

Squirrel Nutkin:
So... I suppose we has to hold on at this until we get bored? [they let the rope go, dropping the three]

Old Brown:
[chasing the rabbits] Run away if you must! A good chase will help me work up an appetite!

Tommy Brock:
[to Peter] I'll turn your tail into hairballs!

Tommy Brock:
I'll do you in!

Old Brown:
With what? Your abominable aroma? That's the only thing I'm scared of.

Benjamin Bouncer:
I love going fast! And we'll go twice as fast tomorrow. But... maybe we'll miss the owl part next time. And the badger part. And the hurting leg part. And the rocks. And the cart. And... why don't we just go fishing tomorrow instead?

Sammy Whiskers:
[entering the hen-house] Excuse me, dear Mrs. Puddleduck, but you seem to have left your bonnet outside.

Jemima Puddleduck:
[wearing the bonnet] Oh... oh, my... have I? I'd forget my own head if I wasn't always wearing it. [exits the hen-house]

Jemima Puddleduck:
[taking a look around] Are you sure? I can't see it, Mr.Whiskers.

Sammy Whiskers:
The bonnet was on your head all along. See? Now it's outside. [shuts the door]

Benjamin Bouncer:
[asking Jemima about Sammy Whiskers] Did he take your oatcakes too?

Lily Bobtail:
Benjamin...

Jemima Puddleduck:
[desperate] Yes. Yes, he did... every last one of them! [bursts into tears]

Benjamin Bouncer:
I never should've told him your oatcakes are the best...

Jemima Puddleduck:
[happy] The best? Do you really think so?

[Benjamin has successfully entered the hen-house and locked Sammy Whiskers outside]

Benjamin Bouncer:
[dancing] Peter! Lily! I did it! I'm in! He's out! Yay! I did it! I did it! [someone knocks at the door. Benjamin opens it]

Sammy Whiskers:
[on the door] Excuse me, little rabbit. But you seem to have left your knitting out here.

Benjamin Bouncer:
Whoops! Thank you! [exits]

Sammy Whiskers:
No, thank you. [gets inside and shuts the door]

Benjamin Bouncer:
[taking the knitting] Oh, wait! This isn't mine! I don't even know how to knit. [notices the shut door]

Benjamin Bouncer:
Whoops again.

Jemima Puddleduck:
I wonder what happened to that awful rat. [Peter looks outside the window. Sammy Whiskers is on top of a tree, trembling. Mr.McGregor's cat is at the feet of the tree]

Peter Rabbit:
I wouldn't worry about him, Mrs.Puddleduck. I think he's found somewhere new to hang out.

Lily Bobtail:
[hugging Benjamin] Poor Benjamin. You need a big hug.

Benjamin Bouncer:
I'd rather have a big cucumber.

Jemima Puddleduck:
You ate my oatcakes without asking!

Mr. Tod:
Oatcakes? Too plain for me. [assumes a greedy expression]

Mr. Tod:
I'm more of a... meat-eater!

Mr. Tod:
[to Jemima, putting his pot on the floor] For such an honored guest, we should use only my largest cooking pot! [goes consulting a book]

Mr. Tod:
[in a whisper] Here we are... my recipe for roast duck. [Jemima puts her head inside the pot]

Jemima Puddleduck:
My, this pot is enormous! I could fit in there myself!

Mr. Tod:
[sarcastic] You don't say.

Jemima Puddleduck:
[looking at the vegetables on the table] Vegetables? I've never made oatcakes with vegetables before. [Mr.Tod puts salt on Jemima when she's not watching]

Mr. Tod:
Oh, do you... I mean, don't they look delicious? Would you mind terribly putting this orange in your mouth?

Mr. Tod:
First a duck, now rabbits. A whole feast right on my doorstep.

Mr. Tod:
Jemima, really. Oatcakes must be stirred with one's feet. Surely you knew.

Jemima Puddleduck:
[spitting orange] My feet? Oh, me, oh, my. Why didn't you say so, Mr.Tod? [enters the pot]

Mr. Tod:
That's it.

Jemima Puddleduck:
[inside the pot] This mixture seems awfully watery for oatcakes.

Mr. Tod:
[tasting the mixture] It's almost perfect. Just needs one more thing: the lid! [is about to close Jemima in the pot. Peter appears before him]

Peter Rabbit:
Oh, no, you don't! You leave Mrs.Puddleduck alone. Or else!

Jemima Puddleduck:
Peter Rabbit! What a surprise! And just in time to join us for oatcakes.

Mr. Tod:
Yes, Peter. Do stay for dinner, I insist.

Peter Rabbit:
If a fox ever offers you oatcakes again, don't take them. He was going to eat you.

Jemima Puddleduck:
[amused] Eat me? A nice gentleman like Mr.Tod? Stop that nonsense.

Peter Rabbit:
[to Lily] Oh, well. We tried.

Mr. Tod:
[to the rabbits] I only want to talk to you. Over dinner.

Squirrel Nutkin:
[as Old Brown attacks from the sky] Air raid!

Old Brown:
There you are, my squirrelly snack!

Old Brown:
[to Nutkin] You disturbed my rest for the last time, you tail-less tree-rat!

Old Brown:
[catchphrase] Tail feathers!

Benjamin Bouncer:
[catchphrase] This is bad... this is very bad.

Mr. Tod:
[singing] Not too cold and not too hot. I like rabbits in a pot.

Mr. Tod:
Mice! Come back here and be grabbed!

Mr. Tod:
Why not hop in the pot, Benjamin? A hot bath and dinner is so relaxing. And this is both things in one!

Lily Bobtail:
Benjamin, move! Quick! Left to me. Your other left, Benjamin.

Benjamin Bouncer:
Ah, that left!

Tommy Brock:
[putting garbage in his bag, singing] Socks and boots and rock and fruit! Rusty pins and empty tins!

Peter Rabbit:
[knocking at Mrs. Tiggywinkle's door, agitated] Wake up, Mrs. Tiggywinkle! You've got to get out of there! Your house is getting get crushed by a falling rock! Mrs. Tiggywinkle!

Mrs. Tiggywinkle:
[opening the door, sleepy] I'm not doing any washing for a while, my love.

Peter Rabbit:
But...

Mrs. Tiggywinkle:
I'm hybernating. Sleeping all winter. Come back in the spring.

Tommy Brock:
[confused] Peter Rabbit? Ah, he's got an old metal sheet just like mine. [notices his metal sheet is gone] [angry] Ah, none! That is mine!

Peter Rabbit:
[as Tommy Brock appears behind him, his shadow looming big] Hey, where did the sun go?

Squirrel Nutkin:
[joining Benjamin and Lily on top of the rock, enthusiastic] So, what are we playing, rock climbing? Great. [begins jumping on the rock] This is fun!

Lily Bobtail:
No, Nutkin, don't! [Nutkin keeps jumping. The rock begins to roll down the valley. Nutkin, Lily and Benjamin fall backwards, on the ground]

Squirrel Nutkin:
Ah, short game. What do we do next?

Squirrel Nutkin:
[running away from the rolling rock] What is this game called? It's great!

Tommy Brock:
[hit by the rock] Toadstools!

Mr. Tod:
[chasing Peter, Benjamin and Lily] Stop! Wait! Why can't you all run the same way? [the rabbits are no longer in sight]

Mr. Tod:
Well, I could catch you, if I wanted to. I just find running so undignified.

Peter Rabbit, Benjamin Bouncer, Lily Bobtail:
[as they take fruit and vegetables from Mr.McGregor's garden, singing] Roots, fruits, greens and beans! Roots, fruits, greens and beans! Roots, fruits, greens and beans! [Mr. Tod is walking by the garden's fence. He hears the song]

Mr. Tod:
Hmm, how unusual. A song about food sung by food.

Benjamin Bouncer:
[hiding from Mr. Tod by holding two strawberries, scared] I'm a little strawberry, I'm a little strawberry...

Mr. Tod:
How considerate. Providing your own strawberry garnish.

Mr. Tod:
[to Cottontail] Well played, my dear. You gave me quite a fright. What say we play a different sort of game?

Cottontail Rabbit:
Yay! [follows Mr. Tod]

Mr. Tod:
Have you ever played hop in the pot?

[Mr. Tod has almost reached home, followed by Cottontail]

Mr. Tod:
Not far now, my snack-sized rabbit.

Jeremy Fisher:
[to the rabbits] Ahem. I am composing the finest musical masterpiece the world has ever known and I cannot hear the new sounds I need. Would you please stop making so much noise?

Old Brown:
[to Jeremy Fisher] How can you talk about music at a time like this? You're about to get eaten!

Jeremy Fisher:
[having landed on Mr. Tod's lunch table] Terribly sorry to intrude, Mr.Tod. I hope I haven't spoiled your lovely picnic.

Mr. Tod:
Spoil it? On the contrary! You improved it.

Jeremy Fisher:
I really must get getting back.

Mr. Tod:
Oh, no. I absolutely insist that you stay for lunch. It wouldn't be the same without you.

Lily Bobtail:
You shouldn't sneak up like that!

Mr. Tod:
I'm a fox! Sneaking is sort of what I do.

Mr. Tod:
[smelling the rabbit's radishes] I am quite keen on the peppery flavour of raphanus satavus, as it happens.

Mr. Tod:
Come, come, Peter Rabbit. Even your father never tried to outfox a fox.

[Peter, Benjamin and Lily have escaped Mr. Tod's clutches]

Mr. Tod:
[picking up a radish] Ah, well. The main dish may have escaped, but the salad is intact.

Peter Rabbit:
[heavy-breathing] Okay... I think... we're safe. [Mr. Tod appears from behind a tree, grabbing Benjamin]

Mr. Tod:
I beg to differ. Tonight I shall feast on wild rabbit, with garlic potatoes and...

Peter Rabbit:
Carrots? [throws a carrot at Mr. Tod]

Mr. Tod:
What a splendid... [the carrot ends up in his mouth]

Mr. Tod:
[with the carrot stuck in his mouth]... idea. [falls down]

Tommy Brock:
[putting worms in a bucket, singing] I love worms, they're so squiggly! I love worms, they're so squiggly! [Peter, Benjamin and Lily are hidden behind a bole nearby]

Peter Rabbit:
[to Lily, in a whisper] He's not much a singer, is he?

Tommy Brock:
[singing] In my tummy, they're so wriggly!

Lily Bobtail:
Very good.

Benjamin Bouncer:
Yes, that's... really clever, Peter.

Peter Rabbit:
You don't get the plan at all, do you?

Benjamin Bouncer:
No.

Mr. Tod:
[exhausted after having been chased by Tommy Brock] May... may I suggest we resume this chase after we both had some sleep?

Tommy Brock:
[exhausted] Yeah... Good idea. In the same time, same place tomorrow.

Mr. Tod:
Agreed. [they shake hands. Tommy Brock begins to walk away. Mr. Tod notices a blue string on his jacket]

Mr. Tod:
Wait! What's that?

Tommy Brock:
[stopping] Huh? It's my back, isn't it?

[Tommy Brock is holding Peter as he stands in front of Mr.Tod's cooking pot]

Mr. Tod:
Oh, I do so love a good barbecue.

Peter Rabbit:
Me too! Oh, I know a really good blackberry bush for dessert. If I can... just show you...

Tommy Brock:
Keep still!

Mr. Tod:
No more tricks today, Peter. [to Tommy Brock] Now, how do you like your rabbit, Mr.Brock? Roasted? Fried?

Tommy Brock:
I'm more of a worms bloke myself.

Mr. Tod:
[appalled] Worms? Oh, so uncivilized. Maybe you should leave the cooking to me.

Mr. Tod:
[about cooking Peter] No, Mr.Brock! We shall not chuck a few worms in to spice it up!

Tommy Brock:
You haven't even tried one!

Peter Rabbit:
[waiting for Benjamin and Lily to rescue him, in a whisper] Come on, you two, hurry...

Mr. Tod:
No! No worms!

Tommy Brock:
No worms, no deal!

Peter Rabbit:
Hey, hey, hey, hey. I've got an idea. Why don't we all go home, sleep on it, and then you can cook me tomorrow? Agreed?

Mr. Tod:
Agreed.

Tommy Brock:
Agreed.

Mr. Tod, Tommy Brock:
[realizing their mistake] What?

Tommy Brock:
[to Peter] Think I'm dumb, do you, rabbit?

Peter Rabbit:
Well...

Peter Rabbit:
You can open your eyes, now, Benjamin. We're on the ground. [a scared Benjamin opens his eyes]

Benjamin Bouncer:
[faking self-confidence] I knew that... I was just doing an extra-long blink.

Benjamin Bouncer:
[catchphrase when he's scared] Rabbits are brave, rabbits are brave...

Lily Bobtail:
[catchphrase] Just-in-case pocket, just in case.

Mr. Tod:
Peter Rabbit. With his back turned. And it's not even my birthday.

Peter Rabbit:
Time for you to do what you do best, Benjamin.

Benjamin Bouncer:
I'm not sure now is a time to eat, Peter.

Peter Rabbit:
Not eat! Dig!