Babar (season 2)


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The following is a list of quotes from the second season of Babar.

The Gift [2.1]

 * Babar: So, after going through all that trouble, I found out the best gifts are the ones that come from the heart. So tell me, what have you decided?
 * [The triplets confer]
 * Flora: We know what we're gonna get mama now.
 * Alexander: Something really special!
 * Pom: Something just from us!
 * Babar: Wonderful. What is it?
 * Triplets: A toaster! [run off giggling]
 * Babar: A toaster. That's what I was gonna get her.


 * Basil: [after Rataxes saves Babar and Zephir from quicksand] You did it, your rhigness! You saved them! What a guy!
 * Rataxes: Quiet, Basil. I-I don't want it to get around!


 * Young Babar: What am I gonna do? Everyone has a gift for Madame, except me.
 * Zephir: That shouldn't be a problem for a king, Babar. Just name it, and it's yours! I mean, hers! I mean, yours to give to her! How about an electric rocking chair?
 * Young Celeste: Or a bathtub full of perfume?
 * Zephir: Or a four-banana toaster?
 * Young Celeste: "A four-banana toaster?"
 * Zephir: Well, she could use it when I came over!

School Days [2.2]

 * Marcel: I told you to wait your turn, hose-nose!
 * Young Babar: For the last time, its called a trunk, and when I'm finished, you're both going to wish you had one... All for one, and one for all! En garde!


 * Young Babar: Now, if there are any more who would challenge the one musketeer, let him step forward!
 * [The school kids run toward him]
 * Young Babar: One at a time, one at a time!

Between Friends [2.3]
Madame: My goodness, are you all right?

Young Celeste: I'm fine. But look at my bicycle,

it's ruined.

Zephir: So is my race car.

I sure hope you can afford to fix it, Celeste.

Young Celeste: You want me to pay you?

Zephir: A cheque will be fine.

Young Celeste: Forget it! You're the one who's going to pay me!

Young Babar: Now hold on, you two?

Zephir: Pay you for what?

Young Celeste: For my bike! And driving like a maniac! This accident was all your fault!

Zephir: My fault? My fault?!

Young Celeste: See, he admitted it.

Zephir: I did not! You're the one who crashed into me!

Young Babar: Hold it

Young Celeste: Did not!

Zephir: Did too!

Young Celeste: DID NOT, DID NOT, DID NOT!

Zephir: DID TOO, DID TOO, DID TOO!

Young Babar: HOLD IT!!!

Zephir: You don't have to yell.

Young Celeste: Babar, you're a witness, you saw Zephir hit me.

Young Babar: I didn't see the thing.

Madame: Shouldn't two friends be able to work this out peacefully?

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 * Young Arthur: You asked Celeste and Zephir to play with us? But they're still mad at each other!
 * Young Babar: I know, but I thought maybe this would be a way for them to bury the hatchet.
 * Young Celeste: Hi, Babar! Arthur!
 * Young Babar: Hi, Celeste. I'm glad you made it.
 * Young Celeste: Me too. I need something to take my mind off that darn Zephir!
 * Young Arthur: [about the tennis racquets] Good thing these aren't hatchets...




 * Young Babar: Celeste, after hearing both testimonies, you leave me no choice but to find you: Guilty! [bangs gavel] I hereby sentence you to ten years in the dungeon!
 * Young Celeste: Ooohh! [faints]
 * Zephir: Ten years?!
 * Cornelius: I object! The sentence is much too harsh! Besides, we don't have a dungeon!

King Tuttle's Vote [2.4]

 * Young Babar: We need you and your men to search the palace.
 * Cornelius: And the city.
 * Pompadour: And the forest.
 * Fire Chief: Right. And if we find any fires, we'll put 'em out!
 * Young Babar: No, we want you to search for King Tuttle.
 * Fire Chief: Is he on fire?
 * Young Babar: No.
 * Fire Chief: Then who's on fire?
 * Young Babar: Nobody's on fire!
 * Fire Chief: Right! Then our job here is done!


 * Alexander and Flora: ♪ A sailing we will go, ♪
 * ♪ A sailing we will go, ♪
 * ♪ High-ho the merry-o, ♪
 * ♪ A sailing we will go! ♪
 * Pom: Avast, ye swabs! Stow that racket, or else you'll taste the wrath of Greenbeard the pirate!
 * Alexander and Flora: "Greenbeard"?
 * Pom: All the other colors were used up!

Elephant Express [2.5]
Young Babar: Arthur?

[muffled screams]

[Young Celeste and Zephir screaming] AHHH!!!

Young Babar: What are you two doing?

Young Celeste: Zephir jumped on my bed and scared the daylights out of me.

Zephir: I scared you? Th--That scream scared me right out of my tree.

Young Arthur: It was the polamossh.

Pompadour: Ha! Nonsense! There's no such thing as a polamossh. It's a figment of your imagination.

Cornelius: But we all heard it, Pompadour.

Pompadour: Then i stand corrected. It's a figment of all our imaginations. Good night.

[Young Babar laughs]: Come on, gang, let's go back to sleep. We have a lot of work to do in the morning.

Peer Pressure [2.6]

 * Marty: [about Babar's first test] All ya gotta do is sit in this tyre and roll down Thrill Hill. Sorry, JC...
 * JC: It's like Marty was saying. Just roll down the hill in this tyre.
 * Babar: [sees a small hill] That's Thrill Hill? It doesn't look so bad!
 * Marty: Not that hill, Babar.
 * [Marty points to a steeper hill]
 * Babar: Oh, that hill. Couldn't I just take a written test instead?
 * [laughing]
 * JC: You're a real comedian. The trouble is, we don't allow chickens into the club.
 * Babar: Fair enough.

Tour De Celesteville [2.7]

 * Rataxes: What happened?
 * Young Babar: What happened? You rammed us, that's what happened!
 * Rataxes: I rammed you?!
 * Young Babar: Well, at least you're big enough to admit it!


 * Basil: Pedal, two, three, four! Pump, two, three, let's kick...
 * Rataxes: Please shut your face, two three, four!


 * Cheetah: That's oil, folks!


 * Babar: As Cornelius would say: "Slow and steady..."
 * Arthur: Wins the race?
 * Babar: Nope, keeps us from crashing!

Rhino War [2.8]

 * General Pomire: I hate spunk! What do you think those crates say?
 * Rufus: It says “G-A-M-E-S”. Games.
 * General Pomire: WRONG! That’s what they want us to think it says. I’ll tell you what it says: “G-A-M-E-S”! [reads the text on the boat] Gonna Attack My Enemies Soon!
 * Rufus: Wow! It was in code.


 * Cornelius: King Babar, This is terrible!
 * Pompadour: [while showing the paper to Young Babar] This is awful! It’s plan 42-H!
 * Young Babar: What in the world is plan 42-H?
 * Cornelius and Pompadour: Rhinoland has just declared war on Celesteville!
 * [Young Babar gasps as scene fades to black]


 * Rataxes: Babar! What are you doing in here?
 * Young Babar: About 50 years! I wanna talk to you!
 * Rataxes: Save it. We gotta get you home and fast


 * Cornelius: Excellent news!
 * Pompadour: King Babar has stopped the war?
 * Cornelius: Even better: Our supplies for the amusement park have arrived!
 * Pompadour: [sarcastically] Oh, goody.


 * Cornelius: [clears throat] You sent for us, Babar?
 * Young Babar: Hi! I...
 * Pompadour: Before you say anything sire, I have a signed note from Doctor Cabaloose, excusing me from any further ride-testing duties; Some kind of inner-ear thing.
 * Cornelius: I don't believe it! [whispers] Where I can get one?


 * Cornelius: How ever did you manage it?
 * Young Babar: With a little luck, Cornelius. And thought a help from Rataxes.

Double the Guards [2.9]

 * Young Babar: Lunch? That was the extra urgent, top secret business I had to attend to?
 * Cornelius: Proper nutrition is always a top priority, Babar.
 * Pompadour: And top secret because we wouldn't want it known that the king of Celesteville still prefers his crusts cut off.
 * Young Babar: Good point.


 * Young Babar: I think I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat. My Treat. [Scene Transitions to the Pizza Parlor] Hello. Can we have some service, please?
 * Cornelius: What can I get you?
 * Young Babar: Nothing [Walks towards Celeste] Come on Celeste.
 * Young Celeste: Babar! I thought you were hungry.
 * Young Babar: Look. What a cute baby.
 * Young Celeste: Yes, he is cute. Hello there baby.
 * [Baby turns around, only to be revealed as Troubadour in disguise, he then closes the crib]
 * Young Babar: Cute. And Clever, too.
 * Pompadour: He's a gifted child.
 * Young Babar: Let's go Celeste.
 * Young Celeste: Wait a minute. I think I know that woman. [They trip over a bowl of fruit]
 * Cornelius: My Tusks, this is unfortunate.
 * Young Celeste: Ah-ha! I thought so. All right, What's going on?
 * Pompadour: We aren't at liberty to explain!
 * Cornelius: We have strict orders from King Babar to remain out of sight.
 * Young Celeste: Babar, I thought you told them to leave us alone
 * Young Babar: I did... at first, then they kinda insisted on coming along. You see, there was this poster of me with the...
 * Young Celeste: I don't care! Obviously you don't think we can have fun without them tagging along! I'm going home.
 * Young Babar: No, Celeste, wait! Wait, let me apologize!
 * [Cornelius, Pompadour and Troubadour follow]
 * Young Babar: [turns to Cornelius, Pompadour and Troubadour] Where do you think you're going?
 * Cornelius: We're going with you.
 * Young Babar: Oh, no you're not. Celeste is mad enough already! I've gotta straighten this out with her. Alone.
 * Pompadour: But, sire! Your life is in danger.
 * Cornelius and Pompadour: Somebody is out to get you!
 * Young Babar: [sighs] Oh look! A flock of turtles!
 * Cornelius and Pompadour: Where?
 * [Young Babar zips out]


 * Young Babar: Celeste? You're the kingnapper?
 * Young Celeste: Yep. This was the only way to save you from Cornelius and Pompadour. And it worked! (turns Young Babar toward a table) French fries for two!
 * Young Babar: Wow, you did all this just to see me? You must really be hung up on old Babar!
 * Young Celeste: Hah! What about you? You're the one who planned his own kingnapping just to see me!
 * Young Babar: Okay, we both like each other the same. Agreed?
 * Young Celeste: Agreed.

Monkey Business [2.10]
Babar: Ah, a very good year.

[Alarm blaring]

Pom, Flora and Alexander: Aha! Caught you! Take that! Get 'im!

Zephir: What's going on?

Flora: We've got him, Uncle Zephir.

[All gasping] Dad?

Babar: I'm all for family togetherness, but, really, children...

Pom: Sorry. We thought you were the peanut butter poacher.

Alexander: Yeah, someone's been stealing our private stock, you know.

Flora: And Uncle Zephir is helping us catch him.

Babar: I should have known. The old gag is just like you.

Zephir: What?

Babar: You know, your Uncle Zephir was quite the prankster in his day.

Pom, Flora and Alexander: Uncle Zephir?

Zephir: I dabbled.

Babar: Dabbled? Dabbled? Might i remind you that your jokes almost wiped out a whole year's peanut crop?

Pom: What do you mean, Dad?

Flora: Tell us, Father, tell us.

Babar: All right, gather around. It was a time we will never forget...

There's was once particular week when no one was spared from your Uncle Zephir's unique brand of humour.

Young Arthur: Huh? Hey! Yeow! Oof!

[Loud crash]

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[Adult Babar]: I had decided it was time to give Zephir a taste of his own medicine.

[Kid Pom]: You? How, dad?

[Adult Babar]: You'll see.

[Celeste & Arthur gasping]

Young Babar: Well, how do i look?

Young Celeste: Like an elephant in a rhino costume.

Young Arthur: Zephir's in for it now.

Young Babar: After this, he'll think twice before pulling another false alarm.

Young Celeste: Well, i just hope nothing goes wrong.

Young Babar: What could possibly go wrong?

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 * Zephir: Just my luck, not a rhino in sight. [Looks through Telescope]
 * Young Babar: Rampage!
 * Zephir: Ah, The Rhinos are attacking! [recorded battle charge sounds mid-dialogue] The Rhinos are really here!
 * [Young Babar roars]
 * [Zephir Screams]
 * [Scene cuts to inside the palace where Cornelius and Pompadour are reading newspaper]
 * Cornelius: [while battle charge sounds continue] I say Pompadour, isn't that the Peanut Patch alarm again?
 * Pompadour: I do believe it is Cornelius.
 * Cornelius: Trade Sections?
 * Pompadour: Yes, thank you.


 * Cornelius: Well, Babar has-- My tusks! The royal peanut patch, ruined!
 * Pompadour: No more peanut butter nouveau! [sobs] It's all because of that callous prankster!
 * Young Babar: No, Pompadour. It was my fault. It was the wrong way to teach Zephir a lesson. I should have clobbered him!
 * Zephir: Hey, wait! [runs off]
 * Young Babar: [gives chase] Stand still!
 * Zephir: Yikes! Yaaaaa! Babar, look. You did it, Babar. You saved a plant. [laughs] [Adult Babar]: But what a plant it turned out to be. It was healthy and strong and with all the extra attention that plant got, it yielded a whole jar of peanut butter, and that was the most delicious jar of peanut butter nouveau we have ever tasted.
 * Babar: Mmmm!
 * Pom: It must have been good.
 * Babar: Huh? Oh, yes, it--
 * [Latch clicks]
 * Pom, Flora and Alexander: The peanut butter poacher.
 * Pom: Hide.
 * [🎵🎵🎵]
 * [Alarm blaring]
 * Pom, Flora and Alexander: Get 'im! Yeah! Ahh!
 * [All gasping] Uncle Arthur?
 * [Babar clears throat]
 * Uncle Arthur: I was just doing Zephir a favour. He put me up to this. Ask him.
 * Zephir: Oops.
 * What can i say? I love the stuff.
 * Mmmm! Ah...
 * [Kids laughing]

The Intruder [2.11]
[Pompadour screaming] AHHH!!!

Pom: Pompadour's in trouble!

[All gasping]

Flora: Oh no!

Pom: Isabelle, what happened to Pompadour?

Isabelle: Pompy go bye-bye.

Flora: Oh my gosh! The monster is in the house.

Alexander: And he's caught his first victim!

What are we going to do?

Flora: I say we take Isabelle and all our favourite toys and run for our lives.

Alexander: Good plan!

Pom: Wait a minute. Father wouldn't do this, and you know it.

Alexander: He's right. Father would leave the toys.

Pom: Pompadour's in trouble. We can't just leave him.

Alexander: But the monster could come back.

Flora: I'm scared, Pom.

Pom: Don't cry, Flora. We'll be okay. I know! We'll call mother and father the phone number they left behind.

Flora: What phone number?

Pom: Parents always leaves a phone number when they go out.

Alexander: Wait, who gets to stay with Isabelle?

Pom: Even as babies, sisters are a pain.

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 * [The children go into the basement]
 * Isabelle: Monster!
 * [Flora and Alexander] Shh!
 * Flora: Do we really have to go down there?
 * Can't we just call him from here?
 * Pom: What if he can't answer?
 * Alexander: Yeah, the monster could have eaten his mouth off.
 * Flora: Eww!
 * Pom: Pompadour! Oh, Pompadour?
 * You don't think there are any big bugs down here, do you?
 * Alexander: Nah! If there were, the monster would have eaten 'em already.
 * Pom: Monster don't eat everything, you know.
 * Alexander: Everything but broccoli; You've gotta respect them for that!<hr width=50%/>
 * Rataxes: Okay, I want that stamp, And I want it now.
 * Basil: [clear his throat]
 * Pom: The stamp? [the stamp shows us a picture of Rataxes wearing a lady's hat] The stamp!
 * Pompadour: If I've told you once, I've told you thrice. We have no idea as to the whereabouts of your silly stamp.
 * Basil: Perhaps we should get while the getting's good, sir.
 * [Pompadour, Flora and Alexander smile]
 * Rataxes: [hands Basil the desk lamp] Not until I get that stamp. It makes me look like a fool, [off-screen] the laughing stock of the entire forest!
 * Pompadour: I should think you're used to that!
 * [Basil giggling]
 * Rataxes: Don't push me, Pachyderm.
 * I'm one desperate rhino.
 * Now i'm going to give you to the count of three to hand it over.
 * One... two...
 * Isabelle: Three!
 * Rataxes: What?
 * Pompadour: Oh, dear.
 * Pom: Isabelle, no!

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 * [Rataxes picks up Isabelle]
 * Rataxes: The stamp! Oh, I could just kiss you for this, kid! [Isabelle puckers up] Er... kiss the kid for me, would you Basil?
 * [Basil holds Isabelle]
 * Pom: That's our stamp!
 * [Rataxes licks the stamp and sticks it to his head]
 * Rataxes: [laughs evilly]

Conga the Terrible [2.12]

 * Rataxes: Hurry up, Basil. I wanna go home!
 * Basil: You mean the mission's over? No more self-sacrifice for the good of mankind?
 * Rataxes: Listen, I'm all for self-sacrifice. But if there's nothing in it for me, forget it!
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 * [all] Conga!
 * [Conga roars] ROAR!!!
 * [all screaming] AHHH!!!
 * [Conga roars] ROAR!!!
 * _______________________
 * Pompadour: Cornelius, wake up!
 * Cornelius: Huh? Is that you, Rataxes? What's going on?
 * Pompadour: You fell asleep and Conga crushed the camp, that's what's going on!
 * Rataxes: What?! You let Conga slip through my fingers? I could have caught him!
 * Young Babar: So that's what you're up to.
 * Rataxes: Gasp! That's right, Elephant, And there's nothing you can do to stop me.
 * Young Babar: Just don't expect a ride home in my ship.
 * Rataxes: Huh? What's going on, Basil?
 * Young Babar: Forget it, Rataxes. Although it's too bad your trap didn't work.
 * Rataxes: Because of the Incredible cash potential?
 * Young Babar: No. Because it could have bought us time to fix the ship and escape.
 * Now Conga is bound to come back.
 * Rataxes: Well, we've got only one person to blame for that. Cornelius!
 * Pompadour: I'm sorry, Cornelius, but i'm inclined to agree with Rataxes. You're simply too old to be--
 * Cornelius: I am not too old!
 * And it's high time i proved that to you.
 * Young Babar: Nice going, you guys. This wasn't Cornelius' fault at all. It was Rataxes'. Rataxes: Mine?!
 * Young Babar: You should have relieved him on guard duty. He was up all night.
 * Rataxes: Oh, uh, yeah, i guess i fell asleep.
 * It was a simple mistake, it could happen to anyone.
 * Young Babar: Even Cornelius?
 * Tonight had nothing to do with Cornelius' age. Nobody could stay awake that long.
 * Pompadour: I feel terrible about his, sire.
 * Rataxes: Yeah, me too. What can i do to make it up to the poor guy?
 * Young Babar: You can patch this ship up as fast as you can.

Remember When...? [2.13]

 * [The kids and Celeste get into the balloon]
 * Babar: You're next, Pompadour.
 * Pompadour: Sire, I must protest! Proper protocol demands that...
 * Babar: Move it, Pompadour!
 * Pompadour: Moving it, sire!

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 * Celeste: Madame, please take Isabelle home. There must be something I can do to help.
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Babar: Cornelius, wait for us!

Balloon Ride Operator: No, no, no!

Not that Balloon! You've got no control!

Cornelius: Grab hold, Pompadour!

Balloon Ride Operator: You don't know what you're doing. You can't fly that thing.

Babar: Wait for us!

Celeste: Wait!

Babar: Yaaaaa!

Celeste: Babar!

Cornelius: Babar!

Babar: Pull me up, Cornelius!

Cornelius: Pull, Pompadour, pull!

Babar: Ahh! Oof! No! Come back!

Celeste: Good gracious!

Cornelius: My tuks! Where's the steering wheel?

Pompadour: Where's the brakes?!<hr width=50%/>
 * Babar: All right, how do we get up there?
 * Balloon Ride Operator: But your majesties, you don't understand the dangers! The wind, the rain, the lightning!
 * Celeste: [to the operator, angry] My children don't understand the dangers either, but they're out there just the same! And that's where my husband and i are going.
 * Balloon Ride Operator: Oof!