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Fun and Fancy Free is a 1947 American animated musical fantasy package film produced by Walt Disney. It consists of two segments, one based on the book Little Bear Bongo by Sinclair Lewis and another based on the classic fairy tale Jack and the Beanstalk.

It's Got That DISNEY MAGIC! (original print media ad - many caps) (taglines)

Jiminy Cricket

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  • You know, you worry too much. In fact, everybody worries too much.
  • [reading in a newspaper] Here, just look at the morning paper. Turn to any page. You'll find the whole world worryin' about some future age. But why get so excited? What's gonna be is gonna be. The end of the world's been comin' since 1903. That's, uh, B.C., of course.
  • [comes across an envelope] Miss Luana Patten? [walks off] Hmm, well! Of course, it's not cricket to read other folk's mail, but... [stops in his tracks and sees an invitation] A party? [opens and reads] "Tonight! The house across the street. Charlie McCarthy, Mortimer Snerd, Edgar Bergen." Hmm. Never heard of him. "Please come." Why, I'd be delighted!
  • Now, some folks like the heavy stuff with titles five feet wide. Not me, I'm always out for fun. I like the lighter side, yes, sir!
  • Life is a song, happy, gay. So let's have some music. Come on! What do you say?
  • Never saw such a dismal pair. A deadpan doll and a droopy bear.
  • Three is a crowd, they say, so I'll drop back another day.

Edgar Bergen

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Willie

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Luana Patten

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Mickey Mouse

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Goofy

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Donald Duck

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Dialogue

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Bongo

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Dinah Shore as the Narrator: This is the story of three bears.
Jiminy Cricket: Yeah, I know. The mama bear, the papa bear, and the itsy-bitsy baby bear.
The Narrator: Oh, but it's not the story you expect.
The Narrator: [talking about Bongo the circus bear] He was a circus bear. He was born in the circus, grew up in the circus, in fact, Bongo was the star of the circus. Why, he could juggle and dance while on a trapeze; walk a tightrope with the greatest of ease. In jujitsu, he was beyond compare; once threw a bull at the county fair; super at wrestling and lifting weights; outboxed the champs of seventeen states. They all packed in from near and far to see this death-defying star. With mouths wide open, they watched his ascent as he daringly climbed to the top of the tent. Then for a grand climax, he would gracefully plunge three hundred feet into a wet sponge.
The Narrator: Naturally, you'd think he'd be handled with kid gloves, treated like a king, and pampered like a baby. But, no! He was tossed around like an old shoe. Bongo, the bear in the gilded cage.

Mickey and the Beanstalk

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Ophelia: Well, good night, Luana.
Luana Patten: Good night, Ophelia.
Ophelia: Bonne nuit, Mortimer.
Mortimer Snerd: Uh...ma'am?
Ophelia: Bonne nuit.
Mortimer Snerd: Oh, yes, ma'am. Yeah, yeah. Bunny. Uh bunny, bunny wee, bunny wee. Bun-Uh...uh, I don't know no bunny wee.
Edgar Bergen: Now, Luana, how would you like another piece of cake or some ice cream?
Luana Patten: No, thank you. I'm full up.
Edgar Bergen: Some candy?
Charlie McCarthy: Care for a cigar?
Luana Patten: Me?
[Everyone laughs]
Edgar Bergen: How about you, Mortimer?
Mortimer Snerd: Uh...I don't smoke.
Edgar Bergen: I don't mean that.
Edgar Bergen: Once upon a time, long long ago...
Charlie McCarthy: Funny, nothing ever happens nowadays.
Edgar Bergen: There was a place called Happy Valley. Now, it was called Happy Valley because everyone who lived there was happy.
Charlie McCarthy: No! Well, there's a hunk of logic for you.
Edgar Bergen: [asks Mortimer a question] Are you listening, Mortimer?
Mortimer Snerd: Uh, Happy Valley?
Edgar Bergen: That's right, yes. Now just try and imagine it. Can't you just close your eyes and see it?
Mortimer Snerd: Well, I can't see very good with my eyes closed. My eyelids get in the way.
Edgar Bergen: You create a picture in your mind's eye.
Charlie McCarthy: [to Luana] That's not easy for him. His mind gets in the way. [laughs]
Edgar Bergen: Now try and paint a mental picture.
Mortimer Snerd: Yeah. I painted a barn once, I did.
Edgar Bergen: Well, that's very interesting.
Mortimer Snerd: Yeah. It was... it was a red barn. It was. Yeah.
Edgar Bergen: [moves his hand to forget the barn] Well, forget the barn and try and picture Happy Valley.
Mortimer Snerd: Well, I'll... I'll work on it.
Edgar Bergen: That's the spirit.
Mortimer Snerd: Yeah. Yeah. I'll work on it. Let's see, uh... let's see, now. It's, uh... oh, let's say it's about, uh... Uh, what was the question?
Edgar Bergen: Happy valley.
Mortimer Snerd: Oh, yeah! Yeah. That's right. Yeah. Let's see, uh...
Edgar Bergen: Think hard!
Mortimer Snerd: Yeah. Let's see, uh... [tries thinking about Happy Valley, but gets tired] Oh, I'm tired. All that work for nothin'.
Luana Patten: Can I try?
Edgar Bergen: Certainly.
Luana Patten: [thinks about Happy Valley] Yes. I think I can see it. It's beautiful.
Edgar Bergen: Yes, it was one of nature's garden spots, nestled among the green, rolling hills. Can't you see the lovely brook as it flows through the valley?
Mortimer Snerd: Mmm. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Edgar Bergen: The winding roads, lined with stately trees.
Mortimer Snerd: Trees. Yeah.
Edgar Bergen: Lush fields and prosperous farms dot the landscape.
Mortimer Snerd: Landscape. Yeah.
Edgar Bergen: And high on a hilltop overlooking the valley, shining like a Jewel, stands...
Mortimer Snerd: [imagines a red barn] My red barn.
Edgar Bergen: [removes the red barn] It was something much nicer. [imagines a castle] It was a majestic castle!
Luana Patten: Oh, that's pretty.
Edgar Bergen: And something very precious is kept within these castle walls.
Luana Patten: What is it?
Edgar Bergen: It's a magic, singing harp. Listen.
Golden Harp: [singing] My, what a happy day. What a sunny sky, Kind of makes you sigh in a happy way. What a very merry day, All the world is gay. When your cares are light, and your heart takes flight and you're swept away. The air is sweet with clover. The clouds are turning over. Oh, yes, they're turning over, just to show their silver lining. My, what a happy day. Never knew such, bliss, never read of this, in a book or play. What a lovely day. What a great big gorgeous, sumptuous, thumping, bumptious, hum-galumptious, simply scrumptious. My, what a happy day!
Bull: [singing] My, what a happy day.
Crows: Never knew such bliss, never read of this, in a book or play. What a lovely day. hat a great big gorgeous, sumptuous, thumping, bumptious, hum-galumptious, simply scrumptious. Oh, my, oh, my, what a happy day!
Scarecrow and Crows: [laughing happily]
Edgar Bergen: Yes, the voice of this golden harp cast a magic spell of joy and prosperity over the valley. But it was too good to last...
Charlie McCarthy: I knew there was a catch in it.
Edgar Bergen: For one day...
Charlie McCarthy: They built a school house.
Edgar Bergen: No, no. One day, a mysterious shadow crept over the valley. And then something dreadful happened!
Willie the Giant: [reaches his hand to steal the golden harp by breaking the window]
Golden Harp: [screaming]
Luana Patten: What happened?
Edgar Bergen: When the shadow lifted, the golden harp was gone. No longer was the valley happy, for without the magic of the harp, all was misery, misery, misery.
[The sky turns from blue to orange, grass to weeds and dry trees]
Charlie McCarthy: Just like the eighth grade.
Edgar Bergen: Desolation spread over the land. Everything was drying up.
[The tree falls to the ground]
Mortimer Snerd: Dry rot.
Charlie McCarthy: Yes, isn't it?
Edgar Bergen: [annoyed] Charlie.
Charlie McCarthy: Yes, sir.
Edgar Bergen: The fields of golden corn turned to dust.
Charlie McCarthy: Kerplop.
Edgar Bergen: The laughing brook flowed no more.
[The crack sends dry water to the ground]
Edgar Bergen: To think that this was once Happy Valley!
Charlie McCarthy: Now it's Gruesome Gulch.
Edgar Bergen: Days pass, weeks pass.
Charlie McCarthy: I pass. New deal.
Luana Patten: What happened to all the people?
Edgar Bergen: Well, suppose we look in on these humble peasants.
Mortimer Snerd: Is that a peasant?
Charlie McCarthy: That's a cow, stupid.
Luana Patten: Well, at least they had milk.
Edgar Bergen: Well, she used to be a good milker, but now...
Charlie McCarthy: She's an udder failure.
Edgar Bergen: She was the bosom friend of a once proud family.
Charlie McCarthy: Well, they're certainly out of the high rent district.
[The door opens to reveal Mickey, Donald and Goofy. Mickey wears a yellow hat with red feather, red tunic, orange tights and brown shoes, Donald wears a brown hat with blue feather and blue tunic and Goofy wears a blue hat with green feather, orange vest beneath yellow tunic and brown tights and shoes. They share their last meal: one slice of bread and one bean]
Edgar Bergen: And there they are, three poor farmers, gripped by the pangs of starvation. Still alive, still breathing, sharing a pitiful crust between them. Share and share alike. Sharing and staring. Staring and sharing.
Charlie McCarthy: Uh, just tell it, don't ham it.
Edgar Bergen: But are their spirits broken? Have they lost hope? Yes. Men facing famine, naught left but beans.
Charlie McCarthy: Ahem. Bean, you mean.
Edgar Bergen: If it were one man and three beans-- But, no. One bean and three men.
Charlie McCarthy: Well, at least there are no bones in it.
Edgar Bergen: Just look at that miserable creature. Doggedly struggling to maintain life. A gaunt, lean bag of bones and feathers. Truly a picture of despair. But Donald doesn't whimper. Donald doesn't give up.
Donald Duck: SHUT UP! I can't stand it! [furiously eats plates and cutlery]
Mickey Mouse: Donald, no! [stops Donald from eating plates]
Goofy: Easy, Donald.
Mickey Mouse: Donald, stop!
Goofy: Pull yourself apart and get it together! [slaps Donald to calm him down]
Mickey Mouse: There. There, now. There. Easy, Donald.
Donald Duck: [panting] I'll be all right. Yeah. I'll be all right. I'll be all right. [sees an axe]
Edgar Bergen: He says he's all right, but I wonder. He's suffered too much. What diabolical thought is being hatched in the fevered brain...of this poor, demented duck?
Mickey Mouse: [sees Donald taking out an axe] Donald! No! No!
[The axe is missing, and we see Donald holding the axe behind his back]
Donald Duck: [goes near the cow] Nice bossy, bossy. Nice old cowsy wowsy.
Mickey Mouse: Donald! [Donald angrily screeches at the cow, who runs away from Donald] Donald, no!
Donald Duck: [eats the cow's tail] Give it here! Let me- [Mickey and Goofy restrain and pin him down; choking, muttering, panting] I just gotta eat. I'm so hungry.
Edgar Bergen: [grabbing Charlie while telling a story] The little fellow was completely out of his head.
Charlie McCarthy: Cut it out, will you? I get the idea!
Edgar Bergen: He was a pitiful sight. Weeks without food. [Charlie moans] Poor Donald.
Charlie McCarthy: Yeah, poor me!
Edgar Bergen: It was all they could do to restrain him. You see, he had just about reached the end of his rope.
Charlie McCarthy: Yeah.
Edgar Bergen: Oh, it was a sorry predicament indeed. What to do? What to do?
Charlie McCarthy: Well, Donald may be nuts, but he's got the right idea. Kill the cow.
Luana Patten: Oh, no, Charlie! The cow was their best friend.
Charlie McCarthy: Well, a friend in need is a friend indeed.
Edgar Bergen: So what?
Charlie McCarthy: So, they need some steak.
Mortimer Snerd: No! If you're gonna kill the cow, I don't wanna hear the rest of the story!
Charlie McCarthy: Well, she wouldn't have to know. They could sneak up on her and surprise her. Yeah, that's what we'll do. We'll kill the cow.
Luana Patten: Oh, no, Charlie. You mustn't.
Charlie McCarthy: We'll get a stranglehold on her while she's asleep, a-a-and then push her off the cliff.
Luana Patten: Oh, no!
Mortimer Snerd: I ain't gonna listen to the story.
Charlie McCarthy: Well, it'll be your fault if they starve to death.
Luana Patten: Why don't they sell the cow?
Edgar Bergen: That's just what they did.
Charlie McCarthy: Well, why didn't you say so in the first place, and save a lot of time?
Edgar Bergen: I could save a lot of time by not telling the story at all!
Charlie McCarthy: Your idea is not without merit.
Edgar Bergen: Well, back to the scene of desolation. Things are beginning to look much brighter now, because as Mickey goes to the village to sell the cow, the thought of prosperity... brings new hope to the famished farmers. Even Donald has fully recovered, for soon their long-empty plates... will overflow with food.
Goofy: Hey, look! [singing] Turkey, lobster, sweet potater pie / pancakes piled up till they reach the sky!
Donald Duck: [scat singing] Wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak!
Goofy: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... I wanna eat, and eat, and eat, and eat, and eat until I die!
Goofy and Donald Duck: Turkey, lobster, sweet potater pie / pancakes piled up till they reach the sky...
Goofy: Lots of starches, lots of greens, fancy cho-co-late covered...
Mickey Mouse: [holds up a chest of beans, cutting their song short] Beans!
Goofy: [confused] What do you mean Beans?
Mickey Mouse: [opens the box of beans to show Donald and Goofy] Yeah, fellas, I sold the cow for some magic beans.
Donald Duck: BEANS?!? [turns red in anger, jumps into the ceiling and furiously pulls out his head feathers]
Mickey Mouse: [calms Donald down] But Donald, these are not ordinary beans, they're *magic* beans. If you plant these beans on the night of a full moon, do you know what'll happen?
Donald Duck: [still ticked off] Yes, we'll get more beans! [angrily knocks the box out of Mickey's hand into a hole in the floor]
Mickey Mouse: No, no, Donald!
Donald Duck: Magic beans! Phooey!
Edgar Bergen: [as the beanstalk climbs into the stratosphere] And all through the night, it grew onward and upward.
Charlie McCarthy: That thing is a menace to aviation.
Mortimer Snerd: [referring to giant footprints] Oh, gosh! Who made them?
Charlie McCarthy: Well, it wasn't Cinderella.
Mickey Mouse: How do you get here?
Golden Harp: I was kidnapped by that wicked giant!
Mickey Mouse: Oh. [double-take] A giant?!
Mortimer Snerd: A giant?!
Luana Patten: A giant?!
Jiminy Cricket: A giant?!
Edgar Bergen: Bigger than forty men!
Mortimer Snerd: Oh, no!
Edgar Bergen: An ogre who had the power to turn himself into anything, man or beast!
Jiminy Cricket: That calls for a drink. [Sips from the cocktail on the table and hiccups]
Luana Patten: But why did the giant want to steal the harp?
Edgar Bergen: Because he was cruel and selfish. He didn't care what happened to the valley. He just wanted someone to sing him to sleep.
Mortimer Snerd: Well, why didn't he turn on the radio?
Edgar Bergen: Well, they didn't have radios in those days.
Charlie McCarthy: Yeah. That's why they called it Happy Valley.
[Willie is sniffing around his table while Mickey and the others are trying to avoid getting caught]
Charlie McCarthy: Hey, giant! You're getting warm!
Mortimer Snerd: Well, don't tell him!
Charlie McCarthy: Behind the jar, stupid!
Luana Patten: Charlie!
[Willie prepares himself a sandwich]
Willie the Giant: Feedee! [slices some cheese, taking Mickey but narrowly avoiding Goofy] Fidee! [takes a chicken leg] Fodee! [takes some onions, narrowly missing Donald] Fum! [pours pepper on his sandwich. Mickey sneezes the contents on his face]
Mickey Mouse: Gesundheit! [laughs]
Willie the Giant: [pointing at one of the lines on his hand] But what's this here? What is it? What is it?
Mickey Mouse: Uh-oh, I can't believe it!
Willie the Giant: Is it bad?
Mickey Mouse: Why, it says here that you can change yourself into anything!
Willie the Giant: Sure, sure! You wanna see me? I can change myself into the darndest things! Go on, gimme somethin'. Anything!
Mickey Mouse: Anything?
Willie the Giant: Anything!
Edgar Bergen: See? Mickey never misses a trick. He's got a good idea.
Mickey Mouse: Well, uh. Can you change into a fly?
Willie the Giant: A cute, teeny-weeny, itsy-bitsy housefly?
Mickey Mouse: That's it! A housefly!
Willie the Giant: Aww, you don't want a fly! How about a bunny with long, pink ears?
Mickey Mouse: Huh! Well, of course, if you can't do a fly, why, uh...
Willie the Giant: All right. A fly. [suddenly loudly] WHY?!
Mickey Mouse: Well, uh...because.
Willie the Giant: Okay. A teeny-weeny fly... [cackles, then smiles] with pink wings! Now for the magic wordies. [Mickey whistles to Donald and Goofy from the salt and pepper shakers] Fe, fi, fo, fum. He, hi, ho, hum. [They grab the flyswatter and charge at Willie] I'm the most amazing guy. Te, ti, te, ti, te, ti. [They stop running as he transforms into a bunny] You sure you don't want a pink bunny? [Notices that Mickey, Donald and Goofy have a flyswatter] Hey, what is this? [grabs them] You think you fool Willie?
[Mickey is pressed between a wall and the giant's jewelry box]
Charlie McCarthy: Anybody wanna buy a tall, thin mouse?
Edgar Bergen: No, thank you. Uh, I mean, no.
[Mickey has retrieved the key to the jewel box from Willie's pocket and has climbed back up to the box]
Donald Duck: He made it!
Goofy: He did? [looks through keyhole] Here he comes with the key!
Donald Duck: [looking through keyhole] Let me have it, Mickey!
[The key goes through the keyhole and hits Donald, knocking him over]
Willie the Giant: Come back here! COME BACK HERE!
[Last lines; Mortimer is crying because Willie got killed]
Luana Patten: You're a wonderful storyteller, Mr. Bergen. Isn't he, Charlie?
Charlie McCarthy: Simply thrilling. You're even better than the old-fashioned sleeping pill.
Mortimer Snerd: [sobbing]
Edgar Bergen: What's the matter, Mortimer?
Mortimer Snerd: Oh, the poor giant got killed, that he did. I don't like them sad endings.
Edgar Bergen: Oh, now, you don't understand.
Morimer Snerd: W-Willie was a nice giant, he was. He just got too big for his britches. [sobbing]
Edgar Bergen: But you don't understand.
Mortimer Snerd: [warns Edgar not to touch him] No, don't touch me. I'll be all right. [blows his nose] Oh, excuse me.
Edgar Bergen: What I'm trying to explain, Mortimer, is that Willie the Giant didn't actually exist.
Mortimer Snerd: No?
Edgar Bergen: No. He's a metaphysical phenomenon of your subconscious mind, a phantasmagoria of your mental faculties.
Mortimer Snerd: Yeah?
Edgar Bergen: In other words, just a figment of your imagination.
Mortimer Snerd: No!
Edgar Bergen: Yes. So there's nothing to be upset about.
Willie the Giant: [lifts the roof off of Edgar's house] Hey, has anybody seen anything of a teensy-weensy, little mouse?
Edgar Bergen: No, I-I-I... [faints]
Luana Patten: Oh, Mr. Bergen!
Charlie McCarthy: Bergen, speak to me! Speak to me!
Willie the Giant: What's the matter with him? Something he ate?
Mortimer Snerd: No, it's a fig-a-mentation of his imagination.
Willie the Giant: No!
Mortimer Snerd: Yeah. Well, good night, Willie. Don't slam the roof. You might wake Mr. Bergen. [laughs]
Willie the Giant: [gently closes the roof and walks into Los Angeles, looking for Mickey, spots the famous Brown Derby restaurant, picks it up, thinks it looks like a hat, places it on his head, and continues his search with the Hollywood Sign in the background]
Chorus: Now some folks don't believe in giants, Castles up above. And others say that bears don't talk and never fall in love. If you really wanna find, Happiness, peace of mind. Believe in all your dreams and you will see. You'll be full of fun and fancy, Free and full of fun and fancy-free!

Taglines

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  • It is Got That DISNEY MAGIC! (original print media ad - many caps)

Cast

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