Blackberry:
Men have always hated us.

Holly:
No. They just destroyed the warren because we were in their way.

Fiver:
They'll never rest until they've spoiled the earth.

Frith:
All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and when ever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you: digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning, full of tricks, and your people will never be destroyed.

Hazel:
Lord Frith, you've done so much for me already, and I know it's wrong to ask for even more now, but my people are in terrible danger. I propose a bargain: my life for theirs.

Frith:
There is not a day that goes by when a doe does not offer her life for her kittens, or an honest officer of an Owsla his life for his chief's, but there will be no bargain. What is is what must be.

General Woundwort:
Bigwig, you traitorous...!

General Woundwort:
Captain, get this miserable group back to their marks. I'll settle you myself, Bigwig. There's no need to take you back.

Bigwig:
Come and try, you cracked-brain slave driver!

Narrator:
General Woundwort's body was never found. It could be that he still lives his fierce life somewhere else, but from that day on, mother rabbits would tell their kittens that if they did not do as they were told, the General would get them. Such was Woundwort's monument, and perhaps it would not have displeased him.

Bigwig:
I told you once that I was trying to impress you... I hope I have.

General Woundwort:
And I told you I would kill you myself! There's no white bird here, Bigwig!

Kehaar:
You stupid bunnies!

Narrator:
Long ago, the great Frith made the world. He made all the stars, and the Earth lived among the stars. He made all the animals and birds, and at first, he made them all the same. Now, among the animals in these days was El-Ahrairah, the prince of rabbits. He had many friends, and they all ate grass together. But after a time, the rabbits wandered everywhere, multiplying and eating as they went. Then Frith said to El-Ahrairah, 'Prince Rabbit, if you cannot control your people, I shall find ways to control them.' But El-Ahrairah would not listen. He said to Frith, 'My people are the strongest in the world.' This angered Frith, and he determined to get the better of El-Ahrairah. And so, he gave a present to every animal and bird, making each one different from the rest. When the fox came, and others, like the dog, and cat, hawk, and weasel, to each of them, Frith gave a fierce desire to hunt and kill the children of El-Ahrairah.

Fiver:
Hazel, look... the field... it's covered with blood!

Fiver:
There's something very queer about the warren this evening...

Hazel:
Is it dangerous?

Fiver:
It's not exactly danger, it's... oh, I don't know. Something oppressive... like thunder.

The Cat:
Can you run? I think not... I think not.

Hazel:
My heart has joined the Thousand, for my friend stopped running today.

Campion:
The new officer, sir. He's gone.

General Woundwort:
Bigwig.

Campion:
He's wounded Sherbil, taken a crowd of the mark with him.

General Woundwort:
Imbleer Frith. I'll blind him. I'LL BLIND HIM!

Black Rabbit:
Hazel... Hazel... you know me, don't you?

Hazel:
I don't know.

Hazel:
Yes, my lord. I know you.

Black Rabbit:
I've come to ask if you'd like to join my Owsla. We shall be glad to have you, and I know you'd like it. You've been feeling tired, haven't you? If you're ready, we might go along now.

Black Rabbit:
You needn't worry about them. They'll be alright, and thousands like them. If you come along now, I'll show you what I mean.

Fiver:
So cold... so very cold...

Kehaar:
Perfect landing.