Clopin: Listen. They're beautiful, no? So many colors of sound, so many changing moods. Because, you know, they do not ring all by themselves. Puppet: They don't? Clopin: No, you silly boy. Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower, lives the mysterious bell ringer. Who is this creature? Puppet: Who? Clopin: What is he? Puppet: What? Clopin: How did he come to be there? Puppet: How? Clopin: Hush! Puppet: Ow! Clopin: Clopin will tell you. It is a tale, a tale of a man, and a coffee
lol I love memorising long quotes though this ain't no time me to recall them, =DD
Scuttle: I haven't seen this in years, this is wonderful. Ariel: What is it? Scuttle: A banded, bulbous snarfblatt. Ariel, Flounder: Ooooooh. Scuttle: Now the snarfblatt dates back to prehysterical times when humans used to sit around and stare at each other all day. Got very boring. So they invented this snarfblatt to make fine coffee.