Match the words to the sentences
better, brat, farm, inside, moving, plow, run, sick, sorry, tractor |
MARTIN: I'm not afraid of the dark!
Auntie Shrew: Martin!
Martin: I'm not afraid of the farmer!
AUNTIE SHREW: ...I can't hear!
MARTIN: .....I'm not even scared of Dragon. I'm not even afraid of...of...of the Great Owl!
AUNTIE SHREW: Will you hush up?
MARTIN: Aw, you hush up!
TERESA: Martin!
AUNTIE SHREW: Precocious monster!
MARTIN: Bossing bullfrog!
AUNTIE SHREW: Spoiled brat!
MARTIN: Loudmouth!
AUNTIE SHREW: Oh! Well! That will be quite enough, thank you! Cast not pearls before swine, I always say...and that includes impudent piglets! Good day! Ahh! Oh! You-You impertinent little…
MRS BRISBY: Martin! Auntie Shrew, what's going on?
AUNTIE SHREW: Indeed!
MRS BRISBY: Please...come back (1)_____________...
AUNTIE SHREW: Not for a king's ransom! I have just one thing to say: That child is a (2)_____________!
MRS BRISBY: Yes, I will speak to him.
AUNTIE SHREW: I came here to inform you that the frost is off the ground and Moving Day is at hand. Prepare to move your very very odd family. Good day. You never know what might be lurking about out there, what with rats and.....
MRS BRISBY: Well, children, now you've done it.
TERESA: It was Martin.
MRS BRISBY: The Shrew means well. She only wants to help.
MARTIN: Gosh, I'm (3)_____________, Mom.
Song: Dream by night, wish by day, Love begins this way. Night’s a friend with love to send, each new day, bless your heart, bless your soul, let dreams come true, future souls and flying dreams wait for you, love it seems made flying dreams so hearts could soar, heaven sent these dreams were meant, to prove once more, That love is the key.
CYNTHIA: Is Timmy going to die?
MRS BRISBY: No, sweetheart. He's just very (4)_____________.
TERESA: What's the matter with him, Mother?
MRS BRISBY: Mister Ages called it...pneumonia.
TERESA: Pneumonia....
CYNTHIA: When will he get (5)_____________?
MRS BRISBY: Soon....I hope.
Song: As you wish, as you will, dream of flying stars, love and care, the power’s there, trust your heart, trust your heart.
MRS BRISBY: Off to bed with you now.
MRS FITZGIBBONS: Dear, a man came by today, from NIMH.
MR FITZGIBBONS: NIMH?
MRS FITZGIBBONS: Yes, you know! The National Institute of Mental Health. He was asking if we had noticed anything strange with the rats on the (6)_____________. Well, I said “No, nothing unusual.”
MR FITZGIBBONS: Beth, I have to get up early.
MRS FITZGIBBONS: Oh, it gave me goosebumps to hear him carry on that way! Like the rats might have some horrible disease!
MR FITZGIBBONS: Night, Beth...
MRS FITZGIBBONS: I told him you'd call him back.
MR FITZGIBBONS: Uh-huh.
AUNTIE SHREW: What did I tell you? (7)_____________ Day!
MRS BRISBY: It can't be!
AUNTIE SHREW: It certainly can! I don't suppose you've packed!
MRS BRISBY: What about Timmy? The chill in the air could kill him!
AUNTIE SHREW: Well child, that (8)_____________ surely will. For the last time, get your children out of here, before it's too late! Oh, run! The plow is here! Run for your lives, run! It's Moving Day! Run! The (9)_____________ is here! (10)_____________! Run! Get out! Brisby! Go get...Timothy!
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answers:
MARTIN: I'm not afraid of the dark!
Auntie Shrew: Martin!
Martin: I'm not afraid of the farmer!
AUNTIE SHREW: ...I can't hear!
MARTIN: .....I'm not even scared of Dragon. I'm not even afraid of...of...of the Great Owl!
AUNTIE SHREW: Will you hush up?
MARTIN: Aw, you hush up!
TERESA: Martin!
AUNTIE SHREW: Precocious monster!
MARTIN: Bossing bullfrog!
AUNTIE SHREW: Spoiled brat!
MARTIN: Loudmouth!
AUNTIE SHREW: Oh! Well! That will be quite enough, thank you! Cast not pearls before swine, I always say...and that includes impudent piglets! Good day! Ahh! Oh! You-You impertinent little…
MRS BRISBY: Martin! Auntie Shrew, what's going on?
AUNTIE SHREW: Indeed!
MRS BRISBY: Please...come back (1)inside...
AUNTIE SHREW: Not for a king's ransom! I have just one thing to say: That child is a (2)brat!
MRS BRISBY: Yes, I will speak to him.
AUNTIE SHREW: I came here to inform you that the frost is off the ground and Moving Day is at hand. Prepare to move your very very odd family. Good day. You never know what might be lurking about out there, what with rats and.....
MRS BRISBY: Well, children, now you've done it.
TERESA: It was Martin.
MRS BRISBY: The Shrew means well. She only wants to help.
MARTIN: Gosh, I'm (3)sorry, Mom.
Song: Dream by night, wish by day, Love begins this way. Night’s a friend with love to send, each new day, bless your heart, bless your soul, let dreams come true, future souls and flying dreams wait for you, love it seems made flying dreams so hearts could soar, heaven sent these dreams were meant, to prove once more, That love is the key.
CYNTHIA: Is Timmy going to die?
MRS BRISBY: No, sweetheart. He's just very (4)sick.
TERESA: What's the matter with him, Mother?
MRS BRISBY: Mister Ages called it...pneumonia.
TERESA: Pneumonia....
CYNTHIA: When will he get (5)better?
MRS BRISBY: Soon....I hope.
Song: As you wish, as you will, dream of flying stars, love and care, the power’s there, trust your heart, trust your heart.
MRS BRISBY: Off to bed with you now.
MRS FITZGIBBONS: Dear, a man came by today, from NIMH.
MR FITZGIBBONS: NIMH?
MRS FITZGIBBONS: Yes, you know! The National Institute of Mental Health. He was asking if we had noticed anything strange with the rats on the (6)farm. Well, I said “No, nothing unusual.”
MR FITZGIBBONS: Beth, I have to get up early.
MRS FITZGIBBONS: Oh, it gave me goosebumps to hear him carry on that way! Like the rats might have some horrible disease!
MR FITZGIBBONS: Night, Beth...
MRS FITZGIBBONS: I told him you'd call him back.
MR FITZGIBBONS: Uh-huh.
AUNTIE SHREW: What did I tell you? (7)Moving Day!
MRS BRISBY: It can't be!
AUNTIE SHREW: It certainly can! I don't suppose you've packed!
MRS BRISBY: What about Timmy? The chill in the air could kill him!
AUNTIE SHREW: Well child, that (8)tractor surely will. For the last time, get your children out of here, before it's too late! Oh, run! The plow is here! Run for your lives, run! It's Moving Day! Run! The (9)plow is here! (10)Run! Run! Get out! Brisby! Go get...Timothy!