Charlotte's Web (1973 film)
Charlotte's Web is a 1973 American animated musical film produced by Hanna-Barbera Productions and Sagittarius Productions and based upon the 1952 children's book of the same name by E. B. White. The film, like the book, is about a pig named Wilbur who befriends an intelligent spider named Charlotte who saves him from being slaughtered.
- Directed by Charles A. Nichols and Iwao Takamoto. Written by E.B. White (book) and Earl Hamner Jr. (story).
- [to Templeton] You'll worry alright when winter comes! If Wilbur is killed, and his trough stands empty, then you'll grow so thin we can look right through your stomach and see objects on the other side!
- The goose was right! This fair is rat's paradise! Bye, bye, my "humble" Wilbur! Fare thee well, Charlotte, you old schemer! This will be a night to remember!
- [after Charlotte is gone] Charlotte? Charlotte?! CHARLOTTE!! [bows down and begins to cry]
- Wilbur: (singing) Isn't it great that I articulate?/Isn't it grand that you can understand?/I don't grunt/I don't oink/I don't even squeak or squawk/When I wanna say a-somethin', I open up and talk! I can talk! I can talk, talk, talk, I can...
- Old Sheep: Why don't you keep it down?
- Wilbur: I can talk!
- Wilbur: [to a lamb] Wanna play?
- Lamb: [to older sheep] May I, Papa?
- Old Sheep: Certainly not. In the first place, you're not allowed to get out of your pen. In the second place, sheep are not allowed play with pigs.
- Wilbur: Why not?
- Old Sheep: Oh, it's a matter of status. Sheep, for instance, are highly regarded by Zuckerman, because we furnish him with good quality wool. With pigs, on the other hand, it's just a matter of time.
- Wilbur: Time till what?
- Old Sheep: Until you're fat enough to kill.
- Wilbur: (incredulously) What did you say?!
- Old Sheep: Oh, everybody knows it. In the fall, you'll be turned into smoked bacon and ham. Just as soon as cold weather sets in, they'll kill you.
- Wilbur: Oh. (faints)
- (Wilbur asks the Goose if she would like to play with him)
- Goose: I'm no flibberty-ibberty-gibbit! I'm staying here and hatching my goslings!
- Charlotte: Salutations.
- Wilbur: What?
- Charlotte: Salutations.
- Wilbur: What are they? And where are you?
- Charlotte: Salutations are greetings. It's my fancy way of saying hello.
- Avery Arable: Can I have a pig too, Pop?
- John Arable: I only distribute pigs to early risers. Fern was up at daylight, trying to rid the world of injustice. [Avery's frog escapes his jacket and jumps all over the breakfast table] Seems to me you've already got more wildlife than you can take care of, Avery.
- (Wilbur is eyeing Charlotte's egg sack)
- Charlotte: I'm versatile.
- Wilbur: Does "versatile" mean "full of eggs"?
- Charlotte: [Chuckles] Certainly not. "Versatile" means I can change with ease from one thing to another.
- [Templeton returns from his night of gluttony]
- Templeton: [Hiccups] I'm back!
- [Charlotte and Wilbur glare at him]
- [Templeton hauls himself up and into the pen, revealing his overstuffed stomach]
- Templeton: What a night! Never have I seen such leavings! Everything so well ripened, seasoned with the passage of time and the heat of the day. Oh it was rich, my friends, Rich! [Hiccups]
- Charlotte: You ought to be ashamed of yourself. It would serve you right if you had an acute attack of indigestion.
- Templeton: [Hiccups] [pats his gurgling stomach] My stomach can handle anything.
- Wilbur: Templeton, if you weren't so dopey, you'd notice that Charlotte has made an egg sac.
- [Templeton looks up at the sac and squints. He hiccups again and pats his belly sleepily.]
- Templeton: [Hiccups] [dryly] Hurray for Charlotte.
- Wilbur: She's going to become a mother! For your information, there are five hundred and fourteen eggs in that peachy little sac!
- Templeton: This has been a night!...
- [Templeton rolls over onto his full belly and drags himself across the pen to the crate, his stomach bubbling and gurgling the whole way. He hiccups once more and disappears.]
- [Charlotte is looking for a new message to write in her web]
- Lamb: How about "Pig Supreme"?
- Charlotte: No good. It sounds like a rich dessert.
- Goose: How about terrific, terrific, terrific?
- Charlotte: Cut that down to one terrific and it will do nicely. I think terrific might impress Zuckerman.
- Wilbur: But Charlotte, I'm not terrific.
- Charlotte: You're terrific as far as I am concerned. (Templeton hits Wilbur in the face with his tail as he walks by; Charlotte glares at him) Does anybody know how to spell it?
- Goose: I think it's T, double-E double-R, double-R, double-I, double-F, double-I, double-C-C-C.
- Charlotte: What kind of an acrobat do you think I am? It would take me all night to write that.
- Old Sheep: I would advise you not to consult geese in matters of spelling. The word is spelled T-E-R-R-I-F-I-C.
- The Goose: [firmly] I still think it's prettier spelled: T, double-E, double-R, double-R, double-I--
- Charlotte: Please! Let me spell it my way.
- [The family arrives at the farm to take Wilbur to the fair]
- Homer Zuckerman: There he is!
- Mr. Arable: That's some pig.
- Avery: He's terrific.
- Lurvy: He's radiant.
- Edith Zuckerman: Well, he's clean anyway. That buttermilk certainly helped.
- [After the goose's eggs have hatched]
- Wilbur: Congratulations! How many are there?
- Goose: There are seven.
- Charlotte: Seven is a lucky number.
- Goose: [proudly] Luck had absolutely nothing to do with it! It was really good management and hard work.
- Templeton: [looking at a solitary unhatched egg] I know what you're thinking, but why didn't, uh, this one hatch?
- The Goose: [gloomily] It's a dud, I guess.
- Templeton: What are you going to do with it?
- The Goose: [sternly] You can have it! Roll it away and add it to that nasty collection of yours! Be careful! A rotten egg is a regular stink bomb! Remember?
- Templeton: [patting the egg] I think I know what I'm doing. I handle stuff like this all the time. [And with that, Templeton rolls the egg away.]
- Wilbur: I haven't got you a gift for worth, Charlotte. But you saved me, and I would gladly give my life for you.
- Charlotte: I'm sure you would.
- Wilbur: Oh, won't it be wonderful to be back to the barn with the sheep and the geese, Charlotte?
- Charlotte: I will not be going back to the barn.
- Wilbur: Not going back? What are you talking about?
- Charlotte: I'm done for, Wilbur. In a while, I'll be dead. I don't have enough strength to climb down to the crate.
- Wilbur: Oh no! (screams)
- Charlotte: Oh, come now, Wilbur. Let's not make a scene. Chin up, remember? Everybody loves a happy face.
- Wilbur: I can't stand it. I won't leave you alone here to die! I shall stay too!
- Charlotte: I want to see the lay of the land.
- Wilbur: What does it look like from up there, Charlotte?
- Charlotte: There's a pig in the next pen, and he's enormous. I think I'll drop down and have a closer look. [to the pig] May I have your name, please?
- Uncle: No name, just call me "Uncle".
- Charlotte: Are you a spring pig?
- Uncle: Sure! What did you think I was, a spring chicken? [chuckles] That's a good one, huh, sister? [chuckles]
- Charlotte: I've heard funnier ones. Glad to have met you. I must be going.
- Wilbur: [about Zuckerman raising him to be slaughtered] Is it true?!
- Goose: It's a dirty-irty trick, but it's true.
- Wilbur: I don't want to die! I want to stay alive, right here with all my friends! I want to breathe the beautiful air, and lie in the beautiful sun!
- Old Sheep: [dryly] You're certainly making a beautiful noise.
- Wilbur: [breaking into tears] I don't want to die! I don't want to die!
- Charlotte: [speaking for the first time, this time from an unseen location] Quiet, Wilbur! Now chin up!
- Wilbur: Who said that?
- Charlotte: Do you want a friend?
- Wilbur: Yes, I want a friend. But I want to live too!
- Charlotte: Well, chin up. I'll be your friend and I'll try to save your life. I've been watching you, and I like you.
- Wilbur: I can't see you. What do you mean "chin up"?
- Charlotte: Now go to sleep. You'll see me in the morning, and I'll explain everything then.
- Narrator: Wilbur's stomach was empty, and his mind was full. And when your stomach is empty and your mind is full, it's always hard to sleep. But sleep and Wilbur finally found each other.
- Wilbur: Templeton, pay attention!
- Templeton: What kind of monkeyshine is this?
- Wilbur: Listen to me! Charlotte really has a short time to live. She won't be able to go home with us. It's absolutely necessary that I take her egg sac with me. You're the only one who can find it.
- Templeton: [yawns] So, it's old Templeton to the rescue again, is it?
- Wilbur: Templeton, hurry up!
- Templeton: [carrying Charlotte's egg sac in his mouth, muffling his voice] Thith thtuff thticks in my mouth! It'th worth than caramel candy!
- Avery: Why isn't that gosling with his mother?
- [Jeffrey runs to Wilbur]
- Fern: Because he likes Wilbur.
- Avery: Shrimpy little thing.
- [Jeffrey oinks at Avery]
- Avery: Sounds more like a pig than a gosling.
- [Jeffrey oinks and looks proud of himself]
- Avery: [noticing Charlotte] Wow! Look at that big spider! I'm gonna catch it for my collection!
- Fern: Avery, you leave that spider alone!
- Avery: That's a fine spider, and I'm gonna catch it. [Wilbur picks him up] What's the matter with you, Wilbur?
- Fern: He doesn't like you in there, now get out of here!
- [Wilbur throws Avery, destroying the rotten egg in the process.]
- Fern: What did you do, Avery?!
- Avery: Oh, good night! What a stink!
- [both Fern and Avery run away]
- Lurvy: That's some pig!
- Homer Zuckerman: He's terrific.
- Lurvy: Yeah, he's a wonderful pig.
- Mrs. Fussy: Henry Fussy! You put that thing down right now!
- [Wilbur crashes into something and Mrs. Fussy tries to chase him out of the house with her shotgun from the hall closet, despite Fern's desperate pleas to stop; however, Fern's cries of "Stop! Don't shoot Wilbur!" are inaudible]
- Mrs. Fussy: Shoo! Shoo! Get out! Shoo! Shoo! [tries to chase Wilbur out of the house with her shotgun despite Fern's objections]
- There must be something more to us than you and me
It must be tangled up somehow with destiny
I used to think the sum of one and one was two
But we add up to more, me and you
- "There Must be Something More"
- Isn't it great
That I articulate?
Isn't it grand
That you can understand?
- "I Can Talk"
- Oh, we've got lots in common where it really counts
Where it really counts we've got large amounts
What we look like doesn't count an ounce
We've got lots in common where it really counts
- "We've Got Lots in Common" (Wilbur)
- You're born to swim, and me to spin, but we both love this world we're in
We share the sun, the earth, the sky, and that's the reason why
- "We've Got Lots in Common" (Charlotte)
- Fragile and magical shadows
Silently start to appear
Lovely and lyrical
- "Charlotte's Web"
- Sometimes when somebody loves you
Miracles somehow appear
And there in the warp and the woof is the proof of it
- "Charlotte's Web"
- How very special are we
For just a moment to be
Part of life's eternal rhyme
How very special are we
To have on our family tree
Mother Earth and Father Time
- "Mother Earth and Father Time"
- He's some pig
Some terrific, radiant, humble pig
He is some pig
- "Zuckerman's Famous Pig"
|Debbie Reynolds||Charlotte A. Cavatica|
|Agnes Moorehead||The Goose|
|Pamelyn Ferdin||Fern Arable|
|Bob Holt||Homer Zuckerman/Mr. Fussy|
|Joan Gerber||Edith Zuckerman/Mrs. Fussy|
|John Stephenson||John Arable|
|William B. White||Henry Fussy|
|Martha Scott||Jane Arable|