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Avery Arable: Can I have a pig too, Pop? John Arable: [put the jacket on his hook] No, 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.

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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!

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Wilbur: [to a lamb] Wanna play? Baby Lamb: [to an old sheep] May I, Papa? Old Sheep: Certainly not. In the first place, you can't get out of your pen. In the second place, sheep do not 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: Till 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: Ohh! [faints] Goose: Templeton. Templeton: Hmm? Goose: Templeton! Would you do something-umthing - umthing about Wilbur, please? Wilbur: Is it true what the old sheep says? Is that awful thing true?! Goose: It's a dirty-irty trick, but it's true. Wilbur: I don't want to die! I want to stay here in my warm manure pi

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Charlotte: Salutations. Wilbur: Salu-what? Charlotte: Salutations. Wilbur: What are they? And where are you? Charlotte: Salutations are greetings. It's my fancy way of saying hello. Look up here in the doorway.

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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] 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 can be a regular stink bomb! Templeton: [patting the egg] I know what I'm doing. I handle stuff like this all the time. [rolls the egg away.]

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Avery: Why isn't that gosling with his mother? Fern: Because he likes Wilbur. Avery: Shrimpy little thing. [Jeffrey oinks like a pig at Avery] Sounds more like a pig than a gosling. 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 catching it! What's the matter with you, Wilbur? Fern: He doesn't like you in there. Now, get out! [as Wilbur bursts Avery down, the egg cracks under the pig pen] What did you do, Avery?!

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Narrator: Getting to be famous didn't change Wilbur one bit. Through all the crowds and publicity and glamour, he stayed the same old Wilbur. He was glad when the crowds stopped coming and he could be with his real friends again. Even Mrs. Fussy fell for the message in the web, and let Henry come over to see the famous pig. Wilbur: Ohh...

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Jeffrey: How about, "Wilbur's nice"? Charlotte: Well, he is nice, but I need something a little more exciting. Baby 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 very 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'd 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!

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Edith Zuckerman: Homer, I'm gonna give that pig a buttermilk bath. Homer Zuckerman: A what? Edith Zuckerman: Well, my gran'mother always used to bathe her pig with buttermilk when it got dirty. Homer Zuckerman: Wilbur's not dirty. Edith Zuckerman: Oh, he's filthy! An' I'm gonna clean him with buttermilk! Homer Zuckerman: Edith, you're crazy. Homer Zuckerman: Edith, I've got to hand it to you; that pig looks a hundred percent better. Edith Zuckerman: You just wait 'til he's dry.

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Drum Major: Mr. Homer Zuckerman? Homer Zuckerman: That's me. Drum Major: We've come to escort you and your Famous Pig to the grandstand. Homer Zuckerman: What for? Drum Major: I don' know, but we'd better get going. Edith Zuckerman: Oh my goodness! Go up in front of all those people? Does my hair look all right, Homer? Homer Zuckerman: It looks fine. Edith Zuckerman: He didn't even look at my hair! Mrs. Arable: It's all right, Edith, now just keep calm. Edith Zuckerman: Aren't you gonna crate the pig, Homer? Homer Zuckerman: No. Let 'im walk! So everybody can see!

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Wilbur: Charlotte, your children are safe. [pauses] Charlotte? Charlotte: [last words] I'm thinking of your life, Wilbur. Nothing can harm you now. Wilbur: Charlotte?... Charlotte...?! CHARLOTTE!