Match the words to the sentences
away, brave, children, disguise, help, killed, lookout, quiet, thorns, tractor |
THE GREAT OWL: Why have you come?
MRS BRISBY: Please...for-forgive me for disturbing you...but my son's life is in great danger. The plow has come early this year...
THE GREAT OWL: Move your family.
MRS BRISBY: Yes...I would move, but Timothy has pneumonia. He can't even get out of bed.
THE GREAT OWL: You must move to a place where it will be safe from the plow.
MRS BRISBY: Please...there must be another way.
THE GREAT OWL: There is no other way. I must bid you good evening, Misses, uh...?
MRS BRISBY: Misses Brisby.
THE GREAT OWL: Brisby? Misses Jonathan Brisby?
MRS BRISBY: Why yes! He was my husband! But how do you know about him?
THE GREAT OWL: That is not important. I will say this...his name is not unknown in these woods.
MRS BRISBY: Please...I'll do anything to save Timmy. Anything.
THE GREAT OWL: There is a way. Go to the rats.
MRS BRISBY: But I don't know any rats!
THE GREAT OWL: In the rosebush.
MRS BRISBY: Oh yes...near the farmhouse.
THE GREAT OWL: Go there. Ask for Nicodemus.
MRS BRISBY: Nicodemus? But how can they help?
THE GREAT OWL: They must move your house to the lee of the stone.
MRS BRISBY: No rat could move my house! It's...
THE GREAT OWL: They have ways!
MRS BRISBY: I don't understand...but I will do as you say.
THE GREAT OWL: It is night. I must go. Remember...the lee of the stone.
JEREMY: Wh-what did he say?
MRS BRISBY: He said to go to the rats.
JEREMY: Rats. What rats?
MRS BRISBY: The lee of the stone...
JEREMY: Misses Briz! Briz! Oh, excuse me, pardon me.
MRS BRISBY: Jeremy? What on earth?
JEREMY: I'm in (1)____________!
MRS BRISBY: Jeremy, please, not now! I'm trying to find the entrance, and these (2)____________ are very dense.
JEREMY: Here, let me (3)____________ you...OW YEOWCH!!!
MRS BRISBY: Will you be (4)____________? They'll hear you! I've got to find this Nicodemus before the farmer gets that tractor fixed!
JEREMY: I'll keep a (5)____________!
MRS BRISBY: Will you...! You're going to get us both (6)____________!
JEREMY: I don't see anybody coming.
MRS BRISBY: If you really wanted to help me, you'd go (7)____________.
JEREMY: Why that's very (8)____________ of you, Misses Briz, but I can't....but I can't leave you here alone. Why, if anything were to happen, think...think of the (9)____________!
MRS BRISBY: That's it!
JEREMY: Huh? That's what?
MRS BRISBY: Jeremy, someone strong should be protecting my children. In case that (10)____________ starts up again.
JEREMY: Oh, in case the tra...Hey! How about me?
MRS BRISBY: Oh....would you?
JEREMY: Yeah, sure! That'd be terrific practice! Girls can't resist a guy who's good with kids, you know, domestic type. Play games, help out, domestic!
MRS BRISBY: Yes. Yes, domestic. Now whatever you do, don't tell them where I am.
JEREMY: My lips are sealed, Misses Briz.
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answers:
THE GREAT OWL: Why have you come?
MRS BRISBY: Please...for-forgive me for disturbing you...but my son's life is in great danger. The plow has come early this year...
THE GREAT OWL: Move your family.
MRS BRISBY: Yes...I would move, but Timothy has pneumonia. He can't even get out of bed.
THE GREAT OWL: You must move to a place where it will be safe from the plow.
MRS BRISBY: Please...there must be another way.
THE GREAT OWL: There is no other way. I must bid you good evening, Misses, uh...?
MRS BRISBY: Misses Brisby.
THE GREAT OWL: Brisby? Misses Jonathan Brisby?
MRS BRISBY: Why yes! He was my husband! But how do you know about him?
THE GREAT OWL: That is not important. I will say this...his name is not unknown in these woods.
MRS BRISBY: Please...I'll do anything to save Timmy. Anything.
THE GREAT OWL: There is a way. Go to the rats.
MRS BRISBY: But I don't know any rats!
THE GREAT OWL: In the rosebush.
MRS BRISBY: Oh yes...near the farmhouse.
THE GREAT OWL: Go there. Ask for Nicodemus.
MRS BRISBY: Nicodemus? But how can they help?
THE GREAT OWL: They must move your house to the lee of the stone.
MRS BRISBY: No rat could move my house! It's...
THE GREAT OWL: They have ways!
MRS BRISBY: I don't understand...but I will do as you say.
THE GREAT OWL: It is night. I must go. Remember...the lee of the stone.
JEREMY: Wh-what did he say?
MRS BRISBY: He said to go to the rats.
JEREMY: Rats. What rats?
MRS BRISBY: The lee of the stone...
JEREMY: Misses Briz! Briz! Oh, excuse me, pardon me.
MRS BRISBY: Jeremy? What on earth?
JEREMY: I'm in (1)disguise!
MRS BRISBY: Jeremy, please, not now! I'm trying to find the entrance, and these (2)thorns are very dense.
JEREMY: Here, let me (3)help you...OW YEOWCH!!!
MRS BRISBY: Will you be (4)quiet? They'll hear you! I've got to find this Nicodemus before the farmer gets that tractor fixed!
JEREMY: I'll keep a (5)lookout!
MRS BRISBY: Will you...! You're going to get us both (6)killed!
JEREMY: I don't see anybody coming.
MRS BRISBY: If you really wanted to help me, you'd go (7)away.
JEREMY: Why that's very (8)brave of you, Misses Briz, but I can't....but I can't leave you here alone. Why, if anything were to happen, think...think of the (9)children!
MRS BRISBY: That's it!
JEREMY: Huh? That's what?
MRS BRISBY: Jeremy, someone strong should be protecting my children. In case that (10)tractor starts up again.
JEREMY: Oh, in case the tra...Hey! How about me?
MRS BRISBY: Oh....would you?
JEREMY: Yeah, sure! That'd be terrific practice! Girls can't resist a guy who's good with kids, you know, domestic type. Play games, help out, domestic!
MRS BRISBY: Yes. Yes, domestic. Now whatever you do, don't tell them where I am.
JEREMY: My lips are sealed, Misses Briz.