Babe (film)

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Babe is a 1995 Australian film about a pig who wants to be a sheepdog.  It is directed by Chris Noonan, based on the book The Sheep-Pig by Dick King-Smith, and written by George Miller and Chris Noonan.

A little pig goes a long way.  (Tagline)


  • This is a tale about an unprejudiced heart, and how it changed our valley forever.  There was a time not so long ago when pigs were afforded no respect, except by other pigs.  They lived their whole lives in a cruel and sunless world.  In those days, pigs believed that the sooner they grew large and fat, the sooner they would have to be taken to Pig Paradise—a place so wonderful that no pig had ever thought to come back.
  • There are many perfectly nice cats in the world, but every barrel has its bad apples, and so it is well for everyone to pay attention to the old adage:  "Beware of the bad cat holding a grudge."
  • [as the crowd cheers for Babe's remarkable performance at the sheepdog trials]  And so it was that in all the celebration, in all the hubbub of noise and excitement, there were two figures who stood silent and still.  Side by side.

Farmer Arthur Hoggett[edit]

Ferdinand the Duck[edit]

  • Christmas dinner, yeah.  Dinner means death.  Death means carnage!  Christmas means carnage!  Christmas means carnage!
  • The fear's too much for a duck.  It—it eats away at the soul!  There must be kinder dispositions in far-off, gentler lands.
  • [laughs in joy]  The pig did it!  The pig did it!  The perfect score!

Fly the Border Collie[edit]


  • Maa:  [about Babe]  You see, ladies?  A heart of gold.
  • Sheep's password:  Baa-ram-ewe.  Baa-ram-ewe.  To your breed, your fleece, your clan be trueSheep be true.  Baa-ram-ewe.
  • Sheep:  [to Babe]  Well, I wouldn't call that a bite myself.  You got teeth in that floppy mouth of yours or just gums?


Puppy:  It does look stupid, Mom.
Fly the Border Collie:  Not as stupid as sheep, mind you, but pigs are definitely stupid.
Babe:  [clears throat]  Excuse me.  No, we're not.
FlyGood heavens!  Who are you?
Babe:  I'm a Large White.
Fly:  Yes, that's your breed, dear.  What's your name?
Babe:  I don't know.
Fly:  Well, what did your mother call you to tell you apart from your brothers and sisters?
Babe:  Our mom called us all the same.
Fly:  And what was that, dear?
Babe:  She called us all "Babe."
Horse:  Perhaps we shouldn't talk too much about, uh, family.
Babe:  [sobs]  I want my mom.  [cries]
Fly:  [stares at Babe, then goes up to him]  There, there…you've got to be a brave boy, now.  I left my mother when I was your age, and my pups will have to leave me soon.  But I'll keep an eye on you, if you like, just 'til you find your feet.  [Rex shows up, sees Babe]  The little pig's a bit low.  He's going to sleep with us, just 'til he finds his feet.
Rex the Male Sheepdog:  [growls]  Until he'll find his feet.  [leaves]
Puppy:  But, Mom, he'll wet the bed!
Fly:  Nonsense!  [to Babe]  If you do want to do anythin', you'll go outside right now, won't 'ya?  Good boy!

FerdinandHumans eat ducks!
Babe:  [gasps]  I beg your pardon?
Ferdinand:  Ah, most ducks would like to forget it, but the fact is that humans like to eat plump, attractive ducks.
Babe:  Ohhh, I don't think so.  Not the Boss, not the Boss's wife.
Ferdinand:  Oh, come on.  Humans don't eat cats; why?
Babe:  Well, they're…
Ferdinand:  They're indispensable—they catch mice!  Humans don't eat roosters; why?  They make eggs with the hens and wake everyone up in the morning.
Babe:  Right…
Ferdinand:  I tried it with the hens: it didn't work.  So I turned to crowing, and lo! I discover my gift!  But no sooner do I become indispensable than they bring in a machine to do the job!  Ohhhh-oh-oh, the treachery of it!—a mechanical rooster!
Babe:  Oh dear me…
Ferdinand:  Oh dear you?!  [sighs/honks]  I suppose the life of an anorexic duck doesn't amount to much in the broad scheme of things.  But, pig, I'm all I've got!
Babe:  Um…why do you need me to to do it?
Ferdinand:  [sighs/honks]  I'm allergic to cats.
Babe:  Oh.
Ferdinand:  They make me sneeze.

Rex:  You and I are descended from the great sheepdogs.  We carry the bloodline of the ancient Bahou.  We stand for something!  And, today, I watched in shame as all that was betrayed.
Fly:  Rex, dear, he's just a little pig.
Rex:  All the greater the insult!

Narrator:  Fly decided to speak very slowly.  For it was a cold fact of nature that sheep were stupid and no one would ever persuade her otherwise.
Fly:  [struggling]  Please.  Please.  Would you be…so kind as to tell me what happened?
Sheep:  Quiet.
Fly:  Please.  Tell me what happened this morning.
Narrator:  The sheep decided to speak very slowly.  For it was a cold fact of nature that wolves were ignorant and nothing would convince them otherwise.
Sheep:  Babe came!  He saved us!  The wolves killed Maa!  But Babe drove the wolves away!

Duchess the Cat:  Oh, do forgive me for scratching you, dear.  I got a bit carried away.  It's a cat thing.
Babe:  Oh, well, but…
DuchessFeeling good about tomorrow, are you?
Babe:  Mm-hmm.  It should be all right, I think.
Duchess:  You know, I probably shouldn't say this, but I'm not sure if you realise how much the other animals are laughing at you for this sheep dog business.
Babe:  Why would they do that?
Duchess:  Well, they say you've forgotten that you're a pig.  Isn't that silly?  They say you don't even know what pigs are for.
Babe:  What do you mean?
Duchess:  You know, why pigs are here.
Babe:  Why are any of us here?
Duchess:  Well, the cows are here to be milked.  The dogs are here to help the Boss's husband with the sheep.  I am here to be beautiful and affectionate to the Boss.
Babe:  Yes?
Duchess:  [sighs softly]  The fact is that pigs don't have a purpose.  Just like…ducks don't have a purpose.
Babe:  I—I don't, uh…
Duchess:  Alright, for your sake, I'll be blunt.  Why do the Bosses keep ducks?  To eat them.  So why do the Bosses keep a pig?  The fact is animals without a purpose really do have a purpose.  The Bosses have to eat.  It's probably the most noble purpose of all when you come to think about it.
Babe:  [horrified]  They eat pigs?
DuchessPork, they call it.  Or bacon.  They only call them pigs when they're alive.
Babe:  [frightened]  But, uh, I'm a sheep pig!
Duchess:  [giggles]  The Boss's husband is just playing a little game with you.  Believe me, sooner or later, every pig gets eaten.  That's the way the world works.  Oh, I haven't upset you, have I?  [chuckles softly]

Narrator:  [after Babe has performed in the sheepdog trial]  And though every single human in the stands or in the commentary boxes was at a complete loss for words, the man who in his life had uttered fewer words than any of them knew exactly what to say.
Farmer Hoggett:  [to Babe—end line]  That'll do, pig.  That'll do.


  • A little pig goes a long way.


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