Narrator: Through the snow and sleet and hail...through the blizzard, through the gale...through the wind and through the rain...over mountain, over plain...through the blinding lightning flash...and the mighty thunder crash...ever faithful, ever true...nothing stops him! He'll get through!
Lion: Oh, dear.
Skinny: Ain't that the funniest thing you ever saw? Look at his ears! Baa! Big ears! Big ears!
Roquefort/Timothy Q. Mouse: Ya know, Dumbo, we godda get an idea. Not just any idea. Something colossal! Like, uh--
[The light in Pce. John/the Ringman's tent comes on, as he talks to his janitor Joe while undressing for bed]
Pce. John/Ringman: Have I got an idea! What an idea!
Roquefort/Timothy: [to Berlioz/Dumbo] Huh. He never had an idea in his life. [starts listening excitedly]
Pce. John/Ringman: Just visualize! One [cat] climbs up on top of another [cat] until finally, all seventeen [characters] have constructed an enormous pyramid of pachyderms! I step out! I blow the whistle! The trumpets're trumpeting! And out comes the climax!
Joe: [brief silence] Yeah? What's the climax?
Pce. John/Ringman: [shrugging] Hmm. I don't know.
Roquefort/Timothy: [disappointed] I knew he never had nothin'.
Pce. John/Ringman: [going in bed] Well, maybe it comes to me in a vision while I dream. Good night, Joe. [light goes out]
Joe: Good night, boss.
Roquefort/Timothy: [thinking] Climax... [struck with an idea] Climax! Dumbo, you're a climax! [hurries away, then comes back] I'll be back in a minute. I'm gonna take care of your future!
[Roquefort/Timothy sneaks up to Pce. John/the Ringman and whispers to him in his sleep]
Roquefort/Timothy: I...am the voice of your subconscious mind. Your inspiration. Now...concentr8! [is briefly alarmed when he snores] Remember? Your pyramid of elephants're standin' in the ring, waitin' for a climax!
Pce. John/Ringman: [in his sleep] Climax...
Roquefort/Timothy: You're now getting that climax!
Pce. John/Ringman: Climax...
Roquefort/Timothy: How's the reception? Comin' through okay? [Pce. John/the Ringman grunts] Good. Suddenly, from the sidelines comes your climax!
Pce. John/Ringman: Climax...
Roquefort/Timothy: Gallopin' across the arena!
Pce. John/Ringman: Arena...
Roquefort/Timothy: He jumps from a springboard to a platform! At the very pinnacle of your pyramid, he waves a flag for a glorious finish!
Pce. John/Ringman: Finish...
Roquefort/Timothy: And who's your climax? The [cat]! The world's mightiest [tiny] mastodon! DUMBO!!!
Pce. John/Ringman: [grunting, starting to wake up] What?...
Roquefort/Timothy: [backing away] Dumbo!
Pce. John/Ringman: Dumbo...
Roquefort/Timothy: [even further away] Dumbo!
Pce. John/Ringman: Dumbo...
Roquefort/Timothy: [even further away, whispering] Dumbo...
Pce. John/Ringman: Ladies and gentlemen! We'll now present--for your entertainment--the most stupendous, magnificent super-colossal spectacle! On this tiny, [small], insignificant ball, we will construct for you a pyramid--not of wood, not of stone...
Sunni Gummi/Caddy Elephant: [quietly to Grammi/the Matriarch] Hear him talk to think he is going to do it.
Roquefort/Timothy: What's so funny? What're you [guys] doin' down here, anyway?
Mushu/Dandy: What're we doin' DOWN here?! Well, hear him talk! [the guys/crows laugh again]
Roquefort/Timothy: Fly up a tree where you belong.
Mushu/Dandy: Say, look here, Brother Rat--
Roquefort/Timothy: [jolts up in fury]BROTHER RAT?! Now listen! I ain't your brother and I ain't no rat! See?!
Mushu/Dandy: Uh-huh. And I suppose you and no [cat] ain't up in no tree, either! [the guys/crows laugh again]
Roquefort/Timothy: [angrily] No, me and no tree ain't up no--Tree?
Roquefort/Timothy: I wonder how we ever got up in that tree, anyway. Now, let's see...[Cats] can't climb trees, can they? No, no, that's ridiculous. Couldn't jump up. Mm-mm, it's too high.
Mushu/Dandy: Hey there, son! Maybe y'all flew up?
Roquefort/Timothy: Maybe we flew up. Yeah, maybe we-- [excited] That's it! Dumbo! You flew! Boy, am I stupid. Why didn't I think of this before?! Your ears! Just look at 'em, Dumbo--why, they're perfect wings! The very things that held ya down are gonna carry ya UP and UP and UP! I can see it all now! DUMBO! THE NINTH WONDER OF THE UNIVERSE! THE WORLD'S ONLY FLYING [CAT]!
Mushu/Dandy: I've seen all that, too! [singing] I seen a peanut stand, and heard a rubber band! I seen a needle that winked its eye! But I be done seen about everything when I see a [cat] fly!
Roquefort/Timothy: [After the guys/crows sing "When I See a Cat Fly"] Alright, you wise [guys]! This has gone far enough!
[The guys/crows're still laughing]
Mushu/Dandy: Quiet, gentleman! The Reverend Rodent is gonna ad-dress ya.
Roquefort/Timothy: You oughta be ashamed of yourselves! A bunch of big guys like you, picking on a poor [small] orphan like him. Suppose you was torn away from your father when you was just [younger]. Nobody to tuck you in at nights. No warm, soft, caressing [snout] to snuzzle into. How would you like to be left out alone in a cold, cruel, heartless world? And why, I ask you? Why?!? Just because he's got those big ears, they call him a freak! The laughingstock of the circus! And when his mother [atempted] to protect him, they throw her into the clink. And on top of that, they made him a clown! Socially, he's washed up! Oh, but what's the use of talking to you cold-hearted [guys]? Go on! Have your fun! Laugh at him! Kick him now that he's down! Go on! We don't care. [He turns away and blows his nose. The guys/crows sob] Come on, Dumbo. [They walk away]
Mushu/Dandy: Hey, brother! Wait up! Don't go 'way feelin' like that. We've done seen the light. You boys is okay.
Roquefort/Timothy: Please. You've done enough.
Mushu/Dandy: But we's all fixin' to help ya. Ain't that the truth, boys? [The other guys/crows agree] You wanna make the [bear] fly, don't ya? Well, you have to use a lot of chology. You know, psy-chology. Fellas, gather round... [They huddle up] First you, uh... [whispering] Then after that, you... [He then plucks a feather off Brainy/Glasses's tail, and gives it to Roquefort/Timothy] Use the magic feather! Catch on?
Roquefort/Timothy: The magic feather? [looks at the feather, which briefly glows in a "lightbulb idea" way] Yeah, I gotcha. Dumbo! [rushes to Berlioz/Dumbo, giving him the feather] Look! Have I got it! The magic feather! Now you can fly! [Berlioz/Dumbo looks at the feather, puzzled]