The Blue Bird (1940)
Shirley Temple: Mytyl
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Quotes
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Granny Tyl : Somebody must be thinking of us. I feel quite strong. I think we're going to have visitors. They seem to be coming near.
Grandpa Tyl : Maybe now I can finish my carving. I've been at this one for nearly a whole year.
Granny Tyl : That's because we're so seldom awake.
Mytyl , Tyltyl : Granny! Grandpa!
Granny Tyl : It's the children! Give us a hug, dears, a big one this time.
Grandpa Tyl : It's been months and months since you last remembered us.
Granny Tyl : The last time was Easter morning. The church bells were ringing.
Mytyl : Easter? Oh, we didn't go out that day. We both had very bad colds.
Granny Tyl : But you thought of us.
Mytyl : Yes, we missed you.
Granny Tyl : Every time you think of us, we wake up and see you again.
Mytyl : But we thought you were dead.
Granny Tyl : No, dear. Only when we're forgotten.
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Little Sister : Mytyl, Mytyl! Oh, you're Mytyl! And Tyltyl!
Mytyl : How do you know our names?
Little Sister : That's not very surprising. When I'm born, I'm going to be your little sister.
Mytyl : Our little sister! Oh, when?
Little Sister : I don't know just when. In a year or so.
Mytyl : Oh, that's wonderful!
Little Sister : Yes. In a way.
Mytyl : In a way? There will be three of us! We'll have lots of fun together!
Little Sister : Not for very long.
Mytyl : Why not?
Little Sister : I'll only be with you a short while.
Mytyl : And then you're going away?
Little Sister : Yes.
Tyltyl : It's hardly worthwhile you coming at all, is it?
Little Sister : It would seem so, but we can't pick and choose.
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Daddy Tyl : How many times have I told you, Mytyl? Not to trap birds in the woods.
Mytyl : But, daddy! It's such fun!
Daddy Tyl : It's not much fun for the bird.
Mytyl : But, I need it!
Daddy Tyl : What for?
Mytyl : To sing for us... What do you think, mommy? Angela Berlingot wanted me to give it to her.
Mummy Tyl : Well, why didn't you? It'd be something to cheer her up. Poor mite, sick in bed all winter.
Mytyl : It's not my fault, she's sick.
Mummy Tyl : Well, it's your fault, you're selfish.
Daddy Tyl : You have so much that she hasn't, Mytyl.
Mytyl : What have I got?
Daddy Tyl : Health for one thing: to run free and play.
Mytyl : Oh, that isn't anything.
Daddy Tyl : Oh? Isn't it?
Tyltyl : I wouldn't like to stay in bed all day.
Mytyl : I wouldn't mind.
Mummy Tyl : That'll do, Mytyl. Stop talking and eat your supper.
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Mytyl : Mommy?
Mummy Tyl : What is it, Mytyl?
Mytyl : Why do we have to be so poor all the time?
Mummy Tyl : Poor? Us?
Mytyl : Well, we are. We can't even have a party for Christmas.
Daddy Tyl : You have a roof over your head, haven't you? And warm clothes.
Mytyl : These old things?
Daddy Tyl : And plenty to eat.
Mytyl : Nothing I like, nothing good! Not like those rich children have... Cakes, candies, dolls to play with, pretty dresses, everything... I have nothing!
Mummy Tyl : That's not true, dear. You have lots of things.
Mytyl : What?
Mummy Tyl : You have a father who works for you.
Daddy Tyl : And a mother who cooks and cleans and mends.
Mytyl : What's that? When other people has to much more? Big houses, servants, carriages that drive them... and look at us! Look at this old place!
Mummy Tyl : Stop it, Mytyl! Stop it, at once! You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Mytyl : I'm not ashamed, I hate it! I hate it all!
Daddy Tyl : Be quiet!
Mummy Tyl : One more word for you, you'll go straight to bed. You're ungrateful child.
Mytyl : I don't care!
Mummy Tyl : Thoughtless, thankless.
Mytyl : [begins to cry] I'm so unhappy.
Mummy Tyl : Well, of course you're unhappy. If you don't mend your ways, you'll never be happy. Never.
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Mytyl : Who are you?
Fairy Berylune : Haven't you got eyes? Can't you see? I'm Berylune!
Mytyl : Berylune?
Fairy Berylune : Yes, Berylune! The fairy! Hurry now, quick! Get into your clothes and be off! You've got to find the blue bird!
Mytyl : The blue bird?
Fairy Berylune : Yes, the bird that's blue! The blue bird!
Mytyl : But why? Why should we find it?
Fairy Berylune : You want to be happy, don't you?
Mytyl : Of course, but what do I want with an old blue bird?
Fairy Berylune : What a stupid girl you are! Don't you know that the blue bird means happiness?
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Mrs. Luxury : Why didn't you think to get each of them a pony? Then they'd have nothing to quarrel over!
Mr. Luxury : Why didn't you? Well, don't stand there gaping! Go and get another pony!
Footman : Yes, sir.
Tyltyl : All right, you can have this old pony! They'll get me a better one!
Mytyl : Oh, no! You keep this one, and I'll take the better one!
Tyltyl : I'll get there first!
Mytyl : Oh no, you won't!
Mrs. Luxury : There just seems to be no satisfying them.
Mr. Luxury : If you ask me, they're spoiled.
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Mytyl : Lightning struck, and the whole forest went up in flames.
Light : Lightning and Fire are my stepbrothers. They're very wicked.
Mytyl : We nearly got burned up.
Tyltyl : Tylette did get burned up.
Tylo : She got what she deserved.
Mytyl : Don't say that, Tylo! Poor Tylette.
Light : There, there, dear. Don't be unhappy. What about the blue bird?
Mytyl : We didn't see one, not one. We didn't have time to look.
Tylo : If you ask me, there is no such bird.
Mytyl : Oh, there is, Tylo. There must be!
Light : You haven't looked everywhere. The blue bird may be in the Future.
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[last lines]
Mrs. Berlingot : Angela! You're up! You're walking!
Angela Berlingot : Yes, Mother. Look, it's Mytyl's bird. She's given it to me.
Mytyl : It's the blue bird, Mrs. Berlingot.
Mrs. Berlingot : Oh, Angela, I can't believe it! It's a miracle. I must go and tell your father!
Angela Berlingot : Can I hold it now, Mytyl?
Mytyl : Yes, in a minute.
[grabs the blue bird out of the cage]
Mytyl : Hold him gently. Gently.
Angela Berlingot : Oh, it's so soft and warm! Do you suppose he's--
[lets go of the blue bird and flies out of the sky, gasps]
Angela Berlingot : Oh, it's gone! Oh, Mytyl! I was so happy and now it's gone!
Mytyl : Don't worry, Angela. We'll find it again.
Angela Berlingot : No, we can't. We can't ever.
Mytyl : Oh, yes, we can. I know we can.
Angela Berlingot : How do you know? Are you sure, Mytyl?
Mytyl : Oh, yes, Angela. I'm sure. Because now, we know where to look for it.
[to the audience]
Mytyl : Don't we?
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Mytyl : Mummy, I'm sorry for the way I behaved at supper.
Mummy Tyl : That's what you always say, Mytyl, that you're sorry. But the next day you do the same thing right over again.
Mytyl : I know I do, and I don't know why.
Mummy Tyl : Well, you must find out why. Otherwise you'll always be unhappy and discontent. You don't want that, do you? You want to be happy, don't you?
Mytyl : Yes, Mummy. Like you. You're happy all the time, aren't you?
Mummy Tyl : Nearly all the time, dear.
Mytyl : Don't worry, Mummy. Daddy will be back.
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Tylette : Why don't you go to the Land of Luxury? There's plenty to eat there. Everything you could think of.
Mytyl : Do you think we'd find the blue bird there?
Light : No, dear. I don't.
Tylette : Why not? They'll have everything they want there. Where would be a better place to look for the blue bird?
Mytyl : We might find the blue bird there.
Light : Very well. Go there if you want.
Mytyl : How do we get to the Land of Luxury?
Tylette : It's very easy. We take the first side road.
Mytyl : Will you be waiting for us?
Light : Yes, dear, just beyond. But don't stay too long. It's never wise to spend too much time in the Land of Luxury.
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Mytyl : Nobody here is kind. Not really kind. Not like Mommy and Daddy. I wouldn't trade them for all the Mr. and Mrs. Luxuries in the world!
Tylo : Even if they are poor.
Mytyl : Mommy and Daddy aren't poor. They just haven't any money. There's a difference.
Tylo : Let's say we get out of here. Where's Tyltyl?
Mytyl : I don't know. We're not speaking.
Tylo : What? Not speaking? What's this place doing to us all? We've got to get out of here.
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Little Girl : Look! Live children!
Tyltyl : Why do they call us live children?
Mytyl : I don't know.
Young Lad : You're live children, aren't you?
Mytyl : Well, of course we're alive. Aren't you alive?
Young Lad : Not yet. We're waiting to be born.
Little Girl : Look how funny they dress.
Mytyl : I was thinking the same thing about you.
Little Girl : What are those things on your feet?
Mytyl : They're my shoes. They're for protecting your feet from thorns and stones and the cold.
Young Lad : It's all very confusing, but I expect we'll understand it when we're born.
Mytyl : Why don't you get born?
Young Lad : We will, but we have to wait our turn. Is it nice on Earth?
Tyltyl : Yeah, it's all right.
Mytyl : It's beautiful!
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Mytyl : Oh Daddy, I don't want you to go.
Daddy Tyl : I have to go, darling.
Mytyl : Why do they have to have war? What makes war, anyway?
Daddy Tyl : The same things that make trouble everywhere. Greed. Selfishness. Those who aren't content with what they have.
Mytyl : But you're not like that, Daddy. Why should you have to go?
Daddy Tyl : That's what's wrong about it, Mytyl. You can't be unhappy inside yourself without making others unhappy, too.
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Mytyl : Can she talk, too?
Tylette : Well, naturally. If the dog can.
Mytyl : Oh, Tylette, I'm so glad! We've got to find the blue bird!
Tylette : The blue bird?
Tylo : I'll come! I'll help you!
Tylette : You'll come too, won't you, Tylette?
Tylette : Why not? It might be amusing.
Tylo : I don't like the way she said that.
Mytyl : Why, Tylo!
Tylo : We shouldn't take Tylette along. She's treacherous.
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Fairy Berylune : What silly children you are not to know this lady! You've seen her hundreds of times. This is Light. Light, may I present Mytyl and Tyltyl.
Mytyl : How do you do, Light?
Tyltyl : How do you do?
Light : There's no need to be formal. We're old friends. Where would you like to go? I shall be your guide.
Mytyl : We're not sure where to go.
Fairy Berylune : Why don't you use your head? Hasn't it occurred to you that the blue bird might be hiding in the Past?
Mytyl : But where is the Past? Do you know the way?
Light : Why, of course. The Past is right behind us.
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Mummy Tyl : There's something wrong with these children. They must have eaten something last night that disagreed with them.
Daddy Tyl : Well, they look all right to me.
Mummy Tyl : But they've been talking such nonsense! About seeing their grandparents!
Mytyl : But we did, Daddy! We really did!
Tyltyl : But we're home now.
Mytyl : And we missed you so!
Daddy Tyl : You mean you're going to miss me when I go to war.
Mytyl : Oh. I had forgotten about that.
