Fun and Fancy Free

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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 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[edit]

  • 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.



Dinah Shore as 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.

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.
Narrator: Oh, but it's not the story you expect.

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[edit]

Ophelia: Well, good night, Luana.
Luana Patten: Good night, Ophelia.
Ophelia: Bonne nuit, Mortimer.
Mortimer Snerd:'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: [grabbing Charlie while telling a story] The little fellow was completely out of his head.
Charlie McCarthy: Cut it out, will ya? 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 a-gonna listen to the story.

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?
Singing Harp: I was kidnapped by that wicked giant!
Mickey Mouse: Oh. [double-take] A-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.

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!
[Willie pours pepper on his sandwich. Mickey sneezes the contents on Willie's 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, i-i-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... with pink wings! Now for the magic wordies. Fe, fi, fo, fum. He, hi, ho, hum. I'm a most amazing guy. Te, ti, te, ti, te, ti. [transforms into a bunny] You sure you don't want a pink bunny? [notices that Mickey, Donald and Goofy have a fly swatter] Hey, what is this? 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]

[Last lines; Mortimer is crying because Willie got killed]
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 Bergen'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 uh, it's a fig... fig... figmentation 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]


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


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