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Tuesday, April 3, 2007

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“‘Charlotte’s Web’ is absolutely

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version of E.B. White’s beloved

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NARRATOR: There was nothing

special about Somerset Country.

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It was a deeply

ordinary place.

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No astonishing thing

ever happened there.

The people who lived there

were just regular people.

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And the animals…

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Well, they were

just plain old animals.

They didn’t question

the order of things.

So, the days passed,

one very much like the other.

But, one spring,

on a small farm,

a little girl did something,

something that would

change everything.

Charlotte’s

Web

“CHARLOTTE’S WEB”

(RAIN PATTERING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(PIGLETS GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(SIGHS)

(YELPS)

What are you doing?

Fern, go back to bed.

You’re not going to

kill it, are you?

It’s a runt.

Now, go back to bed.

No, it’s not fair!

It can’t help

being born small.

Careful.

If I’d been born small,

would you have killed me?

Of course not.

A little girl is one thing.

A runty pig is another.

There’s no difference!

This is unfair and unjust.

How could you

be so heartless?

Come here.

I want to show you something.

You see that? You see?

There’s 11 pigs

and only 10 teats.

Sow can’t feed it, honey.

Then I will.

I’ll feed you

and take care of you and…

…absolutely will not

let you kill him.

(SIZZLING)

(RADIO CHATTERING)

Hey! Where did Fern get a pig?

Avery, it’s rude to point.

Give me that.

Come, sit,

eat your breakfast.

The bus will be

here any minute.

ARABLE: Good morning.

Hey, Pop,

can I have a pig, too?

No. I only give pigs

to early risers.

Fern was up before dawn,

ridding the world

of injustice.

(SCHOOL BUS HONKING)

Fern, put that pig down

and get to school.

Avery.

See ya.

          Bye, Pop.

ARABLE:

Have a good one, buddy.

Says here we’re gonna get

a lot of rain this month.

MOTHER: Fern! Your books!

Bye.

Class, there are

some of the questions

that you’re likely to be

asked in the exam this week.

So, please take

particular note of every one.

(GRUNTING)

(WHISPERS) Shh!

You got to be quiet, okay?

You’re gonna

get me in trouble.

Drink that.

(SHUSHING)

So, it’s just a matter of

following these questions

                      (THUDDING)

and learning the answers.

Fern, what’s going on?

(PIG SQUEALING)

Nothing.

Fern, what’s in your desk?

                   Nothing.

Open it.

(ALL LAUGHING)

PRINCIPAL:

Thank you, Mrs. Arable.

Fern, you know better.

It’s a pig, okay?

It’s not a toy,

not a doll, not a baby.

A pig.

And you need to start

treating it like one.

This is going too far.

I know she loves animals,

but you have to tell her.

I know.

She’s just

so happy with it.

I know.

FERN: Doesn’t that feel good?

Fern,

I’m really sorry, honey,

but it’s been long enough.

What?

Look, he’s not

a baby anymore.

I can’t keep you keeping

what will soon be

a 300-pound pet

around the house.

No.

Can’t he stay in the barn?

Please, Dad?

                                         No.

Please?

No. Fern, look.

You know I’ve been

selling the animals

to get the new

harvesting equipment.

Pretty soon there’s

gonna be no place

in the barn for a pig.

I promised I’d

take care of him.

Well, I’m letting you

out of your promise.

I didn’t promise you.

I promised Wilbur.

What about Homer?

He has animals.

Uncle Homer?

I’m sure he could

make room for a pig.

Yeah.

He’d be right

across the road.

♪ Go to sleep, my little one

♪ The sun has said

goodbye for now

♪ The moon shines on

your beautiful face ♪

My mom used to sing that

to me to make me feel safe.

Good night,

Wilbur.

NARRATOR: Fern had

walked across the road

to her uncle’s barn

hundreds of times before,

but it had never

felt so far away.

It was just a big red barn

full of typical stuff.

Come to think of it,

it couldn’t have

been more ordinary.

But sometimes, when you

take two ordinary things

and put them together

at just the right time,

there’s a chance

they’ll become two

less ordinary things.

That runty pig, for instance,

and that big old smelly barn.

One sniff,

and you know it was a place

full of living things.

But that didn’t

necessary mean

it was full of life.

          (WILBUR GRUNTING)

It’s okay. It’s okay.

Nope. For that,

this barn needed a pig.

This isn’t so bad.

Only no one knew it yet.

Don’t be afraid.

(SHUSHING)

(GRUNTING)

(HORSE SNUFFLING)

You’ll be okay.

I’ll come see you every day.

I’ll be around so much

you’ll be sick of me.

(SCHOOL BUS HONKING)

I love you.

MOTHER:

Avery, the bus is here!

(SCHOOL BUS HONKING)

Did you remember

your sister’s lunch?

Got it!

What the hay?

What’s he doing?

Probably-obably

something smart.

Pigs are smart.

Pigs are not smart!

Apparently, they’re as

intelligent as dolphins.

Advantage dolphin.

GOLLY: He’s going to

knock himself out.

BETSY: Yeah!

That’s using your head!

GUSSY: How many times

is he going to try that?

Pig’s out!

I told you pigs are smart.

IKE: That’s going to

leave a mark.

(SHUDDERS)

Oh, looks, Bits. Pig’s out.

Sure is out.

Out of his mind!

(BITSY AND BETSY LAUGHING)

Homer!

Lurvy!

EDITH: Pig’s out!

SHEEP: Pig’s out,

pig’s out, pig’s out!

IKE: How about you

walk a little faster?

BETSY: Wait your turn!

Wait! Wait!

Fern, Come back!

Just run!

GOLLY: Run, pig! Be free!

I would if I could.

Retreat!

SAMUEL: Retreat!

IKE: Don’t retreat, pig!

Giddyup!

Oh, no! Not the smokehouse!

          No! Not the smokehouse!

                                        Is he looking?

Yeah, he’s seen it.

Think he knows what it is?

Of course not.

He’s a spring pig.

He doesn’t know anything.

Here, pig, pig, pig,

pig, pig, pig, pig!

GOLLY: Don’t fall for it.

You’re out.

And you’re back in.

Here you go, piggy.

Attaboy. Eat it up.

GOLLY: Sold out for slop.

I’d have been to

the county line by now.

He’d have made it

if you’d have

just let me talk.

Made it to where? He’s a pig!

SAMUEL: He’s a pig.

Sorry I made such a fuss.

Your suggestions

were really good,

but I think

I’d better stay here.

Fern’s going to be

back soon, anyway.

BITSY: He’s just stupid

as a stick, poor thing.

Should we speak to him?

Certainly not!

                    Oh, certainly not.

Sweetheart, it sounded-ounded

almost like you said you’d run

and be free if you could.

I meant if I were a pig.

You know what happens

to pigs around here.

Yes, I do.

And it should never,

ever be spoken of.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

I’m gonna miss you today.

See you when I get back, okay?

(SCHOOL BUS HONKING)

All right,

I gotta go, okay?

See you later.

Bye.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

Goodbye, Fern. Hurry back.

WILBUR: Uh, hi.

My name’s Wilbur.

Anyone want to play?

Anyone?

It’s raining, you know.

And you know

what you get with rain?

Lighting.

                                                 Typhoons.

Cholera.

                                                           Dysentery.

Frizzy hair.

                            That sad feeling.

No, mud!

IKE: What the heck

is he doing now?

Hey, come on.

You wanna join me?

Come on! Let’s go!

ALL: Let’s go,

let’s go, let’s go!

Let’s not.

How many times

must I tell you?

Just because we’re sheep,

it doesn’t mean,

we have to follow.

Think for yourselves.

          Yourselves. Quite right!

Look at me!

No, no, no. Yourselves.

Oh, myself?

(WHOOPING)

Hey, kid, this is a barn.

We don’t play, we work.

Some of us, anyway.

“Some of us”?

Are you implying, Ike,

that we don’t work?

Because we work bloody hard,

thank you!

Hard? You grow hair!

(ALL GASPING)

(LAUGHING)

“Grow hair.” Good one!

(FARTING)

Excuse me.

Oh, and is that your

contribution to society,

you gassy rib eyes?

(GASPS) Filthy hairball!

Rib eyes!

BITSY: Dirty lintball!

Ah, zip it.

They’re at it again.

SAMUEL: Rib eyes! Rib eyes!

It’s really slippery.

That’s the fun part!

Oh, little itty-bitty pig,

could you come here, please?

You said your name

is Wilbur, right?

That’s right.

What’s your name?

           Gussy.

Gussy?

Great name!

Thank you, Wilbur.

Now, you’re so cute and pink,

but you’re wasting your time.

These animals won’t play.

What about you?

                                          Me?

Well, I have to

stay on my eggs.

Oh, wow! Look at that!

Otherwise, of course,

I’d love to play.

So, why can’t you play?

Because what’s good

for the goose is

good for the gander.

What about the rest of you?

Don’t any of you

like to play?

Can’t play on

three empty stomachs.

Well, for us

there’s this whole

smell-of-wet-wool business.

Ghastly!

See? I’m afraid it’s just

not a play kind of place.

But you’re all friends,

right?

Oh, sure.

We’ve been here together

our whole lives.

I’m not so sure being

in the same place is

the same as being friends.

I’m not hungry.

I just wanted someone

to play with me.

(SNIFFING)

What’s that?

What is…

Oh, oh, oh…

Could it be?

(EXCLAIMS)

Slops!

Oh, joy.

It seems the pig slop has

brought out the rodent.

TEMPLETON:

Moldy cheese. Oh, yeah.

(GULPING)

Did I have salami last night?

(BELCHING)

Yep. I guess I did.

SAMUEL: Oh, charming.

BETSY: Disgusting creature!

                                            Hi, there.

(SHRIEKS)

Oh, you’re a pig.

(SNIFFING)

You’re a pig.

Pig equals slop.

Mmm, the rat is happy.

My name’s Wilbur.

Do you have a name?

Or is it just “the rat”?

(CHOKING)

Did you say “just the rat”?

For your information, pig,

the rat rules.

We were here

long before your kind,

and we’ll be here long after.

So, y-you just

keep that in mind

next time you feel like

reducing me to “just the rat.”

You called yourself

“the rat.”

I can call me that.

You can’t.

So you don’t have a name?

Of course I do.

It’s Templeton.

Templeton? Great name!

Oh, gee, thanks.

Hey!

You want to play, Templeton?

For so many reasons, no.

See, I don’t play.

I gnaw, I spy, I eat, I hide.

Me in a nutshell.

Couldn’t you

just stay and chat?

Chat? Uh, let me see.

Gnaw, spy, eat, hide.

Nope,

“chat” ain’t on the list.

(SCATTING)

Mmm, the rat is handsome.

(CHUCKLES)

(GROANS)

(GULPING)

Tonight I dream of slop!

Fern, you are not going

to see that pig again.

It’s too late.

But he’s expecting me!

And I’m expecting you

to finish your homework

and go straight to bed.

But, Mom,

I always tell him

good night!

Not tonight.

He can’t sleep if I don’t.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night!

CHARLOTTE: Good night.

Huh? Who said that?

(CHARLOTTE SHUSHING)

Who are you?

Where are you?

Are you invisible?

No, I’m nocturnal,

which means I work at night,

when you should be sleeping.

Now, I need to concentrate,

so, good night.

But I can’t sleep now!

Please, tell me who you are.

I’m just really lonely.

So I’ve seen.

Look, you seem like

a very nice pig,

so I’ll tell you what.

If you go to sleep right now

and let me work,

we can converse tomorrow.

Converse?

Uh, I think

your word was “chat.”

Oh. Great! All right.

Good night. Good night.

Good night.

(CHARLOTTE SHUSHING)

(WHISPERS) Good night.

BROOKS: Okay,

he still hasn’t moved.

We’ve been here one,

wait, uh, two…

We’ve been here

a long time, Elwyn,

and that guy ain’t moving!

ELWYN: He’s like

a freak of nature.

I’m dying, man.

I’ve got to get some corn!

I know, Brooksie.

Just be patient.

(BROOKS GROANS)

Come on.

Come on.

Just a little further.

Okay, it’s morning!

Hey, Bits,

I wasn’t drooling, was I?

Suck it up, Bets.

WILBUR: Would whoever

addressed me last night

kindly make yourself known?

What luck! An early riser,

and he has things

he needs to say.

Yeah, loud things.

I’m speaking to whoever

spoke to me last night.

CHARLOTTE:

I suppose that would be me.

Okay.

I can’t see you.

Up here, in the corner.

The other corner.

I’m sorry.

I still can’t see you.

Move a little closer.

I’ll come down.

WILBUR: Oh.

Hi. You’re a…

Look, I’ve got a long day

ahead of me and I’m trying

to get a little…

Spider! Spider!

Get it away from me!

Get it away! Get it away!

SAMUEL: All right,

keep your distance there.

That thing is creepy.

Golly! You’re not

being rude, are you?

No, no, no. I meant

“creepy” in a nice way.

You know, creepy good.

BITSY: Disgusting!

They eat their

menfolk, you know.

BETSY: I know!

Well? Still want to chat,

or are you gonna join them?

I’ve never met

a spider before.

Did you make that?

Is that what you were

concentrating on last night?

Yes.

It’s amazing.

Think you could teach me

how to make one of those?

(BUZZING)

Oh, hold that thought, please.

What are you doing?

Making breakfast.

WILBUR: Oh, boy.

                              Relax.

First,

I give him a little nip

to anesthetize him,

so he’ll be more comfortable.

It’s a little service

I throw in.

Then I wrap him up.

Then I just say grace because

well, that’s always nice,

and he’ll make

a perfectly delicious meal.

So, you eat flies?

No, no, no.

I drink their blood.

(SIGHING)

(LAUGHING)

Lying down on the job, eh?

BETSY: Fainted like a girl.

That’s disgusting.

Well, that’s easy

for you to say.

You have all your meals

brought to you in a pail.

I don’t get that kind

of royal treatment.

I am a trapper.

I have to catch my food.

Which is why I make

my home near you.

Please don’t hurt me.

Well,

since you said “please.”

(CHUCKLING)

And just imagine how many bugs

there would be in this barn,

no, actually, in the world,

if spiders didn’t catch them.

Insects would

take over the planet!

The way I see it,

I’m doing everyone a favor.

Except for the fly.

(CHUCKLES)

Yes. Except for the fly.

I think now is the time

for me to say salutations.

What?

Salutations.

Oh, okay. I’ll leave.

CHARLOTTE: No, Wilbur.

“Salutations” is

just a fancy way

of saying hello.

Oh! Hello.

Hey, you know my name!

What’s yours?

My name?

My name is Charlotte.

Charlotte A. Cavatica.

Charlotte. Great name!

Thank you.

I’ve always thought so.

Hey, since you’ve said…

You know, that word,

does that mean we’re friends?

Hmm, I suppose it does.

Yeah!

(WHOOPING)

GUSSY: Golly, go see

what’s going-oing on

over there.

What’s going-oing…

Hey, kid,

what’s going on over here?

Oh, sorry.

I just made a new friend,

that’s all.

The spider.

Oh, yeah. Good choice.

Yeah, perfect.

You picked someone

even more despised than me.

Why would anyone

despise Charlotte?

She made that amazing web,

and she keeps

bugs out of the barn.

Look at her.

I mean, don’t you

think she’s a little…

Oh, what’s the word?

Ew!

I think she’s beautiful.

I beg your pardon.

She is hideous!

Are we even seeing

the same ruddy creature?

I guess not.

(GROANS)

Hopeless.

What a sorry

little friendship

that’s going to be.

NARRATOR: There’s an old

expression that says

that ignorance is bliss,

and I’m inclined to

believe it’s true,

because,

on that late spring day,

Wilbur was as happy

as a pig could be.

And those spring days

rolled into summer days,

days filled with

endless conversation

between the two

unlikeliest of friends.

Charlotte,

what’s a spring pig?

A pig who was

born in the spring.

Oh. And I thought

it meant bouncy.

That would be a springy pig.

(CHUCKLES)

“After Mrs. Mallard had

laid eight eggs in the nest,

“she couldn’t go to

visit Michael anymore,

“because she had

to sit on the eggs

to keep them warm.

“She moved off the nest

only to get a drink of water,

or to have her lunch,

“Or to count the eggs

and make sure

they were all there.

“One day,

the ducklings hatched out.

“First came Jack,

then Kack…”

Yeah! Yeah!

This is going to be great!

CHARLOTTE: Wilbur,

what on earth are you doing?

You’ll see.

Oh, that feels marvelous!

Yes, over to the left a bit.

Ah, yes.

Is that a breeze I feel?

I’m 10 pounds lighter!

                          I’m next!

I’m next!

                                    I’m next!

I’m next, too!

Looking pretty good, huh?

CHARLOTTE: Sure is.

Hi, there.

Are you new to the barn?

I’m Wilbur.

Wilbur, it’s me.

Me? Great name!

No, me. Me!

Samuel! The sheep!

Wow! What happened to you?

(SCOFFS)

(GIGGLES)

The world’s first pig web!

Ta-da!

(GROANS)

CHARLOTTE: I think

you’d better leave

the web-spinning to me.

GOLLY:

After weeks and weeks,

And I’m talking about

some long weeks of

waiting and expecting,

all the hard work

has finally paid off.

(PEEPING)

WILBUR: Wow! Look at them!

They were eggs,

and now they’re…

They’re just…

Look at them!

Wow, Gussy, you did

a really terrific job!

They don’t call me

Mother Goose for nothing.

Congratulations.

Oh.

Would you look at that!

(LAUGHS)

Yes, thank you, thank you!

It wasn’t easy,

but I managed.

You managed?

(LAUGHS)

I’m kidding, honey.

We managed.

Six, seven.

Weren’t there eight eggs?

Could this be a dud?

G-G-Golly! Golly! Golly!

TEMPLETON: Whoa!

W-W-Whoa, there, Father Goose!

I--I--I’m trying to

help the happy couple.

What do you want

with a rotten egg, anyway?

I want a rotten egg

for the simple reason that…

You never know.

This one didn’t make it.

I think we have to

let it go.

Mmm-hmm.

Oh, take it!

And add it

to that nasty-asty

collection of yours.

Last one out is

a rotten egg!

(LAUGHS MALICIOUSLY)

Well, I thought it was funny.

I should have pecked him!

                     BETSY: Don’t you

                     break that egg, rat.

A broken rotten egg

would make this barn

stink to high heaven.

TEMPLETON:

That would be a change.

(LAUGHING) Why are you laughing, bits? He just said we stink. Oh, yeah. This is good.

This will come in handy.

(GRUNTING)

(SNIFFING) You really are a handsome devil.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, boy.

(SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

Egg-xactly!

(LAUGHING)

(WHOOPING)

Saw a big old spider

in the doorway! Gonna go catch it! No, Avery! Come back here!

          Here, spidey-spidey.

FERN: You can’t do that!

Stop!

Gotcha!

          (WILBUR GRUNTING)

No, no, Avery!

Wilbur, no!

Come on, Wilbur, get off!

(GROANS)

AVERY: Wilbur, Wilbur,

why did you do that?

(GASPS)

Avery! No!

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS DISGUSTEDLY)

AVERY: Ew, that stinks!

(EXCLAIMS)

Oh, that is gross. (GROANS DISGUSTEDLY) Whew! Man, is that you?

No. I smell a smell, though.

Think it’s scary guy?

He’s trying to stink

us away from the…

                               Corn!

(ALL GROANING)

Guess the yolk’s on me.

(LAUGHING)

GOLLY: That is one ripe egg.

That stinks good!

Ew!

        That is disgusting!

We told you not

to break that egg. Now look what you’ve done, rat!

It saved Charlotte,

didn’t it?

Yeah, ingrates.

I saved

the leggy lady’s life.

You mean that as

a good thing, right?

Of course. CHARLOTTE: I do have a few eyes, you know,

and I think Wilbur did

most of the saving.

I know. Ironic, isn’t it?

He’s saving you,

and they’re saving him

for Christmas.

Templeton!

What’s Christmas?

The day you’ll be cured.

But I’m not sick.

Oh, I didn’t say

you were sick.

Uh-oh. That was a mistake.

Yep. Typical rat.

What? You’re going to lie to the future football here? Okay.

But it’s a sad statement

when I’m the most honest guy

in the place.

Templeton,

what are you talking about?

Come winter,

the farmer will be

checking you

into the old

smokehouse hotel.

And the only checking out

that happens is

when people gather

around and say,

“Mmm, check out

that yummy sausage.

“Check out that

sizzling bacon.”

(GULPS)

So, that’s what that is for.

Ain’t for roasting chestnuts.

He--He--He wouldn’t.

Humans love pigs.

Well, they love pork.

Well, this is awkward, isn’t it? Charlotte!

Charlotte, is it true?

Wilbur, few spring pigs get

to see the snows of winter.

No! I--I can’t believe this.

I won’t believe it.

          Oh, Wilbur.

It isn’t fair!

I want to live!

I want to see the snow!

And you will.

I’m making you

a promise right now.

I am not going to

let them kill you.

You’re a spider.

You’re little.

isn’t it?

Charlotte!

Charlotte, is it true?

Wilbur, few spring pigs get

to see the snows of winter.

No! I--I can’t believe this.

I won’t believe it.

          Oh, Wilbur.

It isn’t fair!

I want to live!

I want to see the snow!

And you will.

I’m making you

a promise right now.

I am not going to

let them kill you.

You’re a spider.

You’re little.

They’re huge!

How are you

going to stop them?

I have no idea.

But it’s a promise,

and promises are something

I never break.

Just don’t you

worry about it, Wilbur.

Besides, it’s a long time

until Christmas.

Okay, Charlotte.

If you say so.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Dad?

                   Yeah.

Can I walk home?

I promised Wilbur

I’d be there right away.

Sure. That’s fine with me.

                     Thanks.

Fern, wait!

Why don’t you,

um, go to the Whites’

or the Sergeants’

today and play?

Or you could

have someone over.

Why?

Because you’re spending

too much time in that barn.

It isn’t good for you

to be alone so much.

Alone? All my best

friends are there.

          Except the rat.

The rat?

I wouldn’t call him my friend,

but the rest of them are.

They tell

the greatest stories.

They make me laugh.

And I promised them

I’d read ‘em this book,

so I got to go. Bye!

Dr. Dorian,

It’s ridiculous, isn’t it?

To think that animals

can actually talk?

I don’t know.

Maybe an animal said

something to me

and I didn’t hear it

because I wasn’t

paying attention.

Maybe children are

just better listeners

than we are.

Well,

it worries me to no end.

What’s got you worried

is that her oly friends

are pigs, sheep,

geese and rats.

Well, not rats.

No.

Does she look well?

Yes.

          Appetite’s good?

Mmm-hmm.

       Does she sleep

       well at night?

Yes.

I mean, she’s right

as rain in that way.

Well, there is

a name for her condition.

It’s called

a childhood phase.

DORIAN: And, sadly,

it’s something

she’ll grow out of.

Charlotte,

what are you doing?

Thinking.

I do my best thinking

upside down.

Blood goes to my head

and perks me up.

I’ve been thinking, too,

you know, about Christmas.

Don’t worry, Wilbur,

We’ll figure something out.

Come on, Ike. Come on.

Um, not to be

too much trouble,

but have you

figured something out?

Not yet,

but it’s like a web.

You make it, you wait,

and something always comes.

Good night, Charlotte.

Good night, Wilbur.

And swing.

And stick.

And loop.

And back up, stick, and…

Hmm.

(WHISTLING)

Mr. Zuckerman!

Uh, okay,

y-y-you gotta come see this.

EDITH: Come on, Homer!

Come on!

(CHOMPING)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTING)

What’s a “so me pig”?

HOMER: It’s “some pig.”

It’s a miracle.

It’s nothing short of

a bona fide miracle.

Minister Beecher?

Homer. Edith.

What brings you here?

Divinity?

We think so.

(MINISTER CLEARS THROAT)

We’d better keep this quiet

until I address it

in my sermon.

You can’t tell a soul,

but you gotta come up

to the barn.

Keep it between me and you.

(WHISPERS) Swing by the farm.

Okay. Goodbye.

Now, don’t tell nobody.

Shouldn’t get around.

There’s a word

in a spider web

at Zuckerman’s barn.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Uh, Charlotte,

what does a “some pig” do?

This isn’t for what you do.

It’s for what you are.

Some pigs might smile a bit.

Oh, the lifting of the head,

nice touch!

As ugly as that spider is,

we should have known

she was smart.

So, you don’t believe

that someone might be

smart and pretty?

No. Yes! I mean, yes,

because you are.

Clever little spider,

isn’t she?

Where’s the spider

who did this?

Well, we--we looked all over

and couldn’t find one.

(GIGGLING)

(SHUSHING)

Looks pretty good.

Still ain’t gonna

change everything.

He’s a goner.

Yeah. Glad nobody eats cows.

Got to admit,

that’s a fine-looking pig.

Yep, that’s some pig,

all right.

NARRATOR: After a few weeks,

the phenomenon of

the web wore off.

Nobody cared anymore,

and what was

amazing yesterday

was suddenly

ordinary again today.

It looked like

Wilbur might not

see snow after all.

SAMUEL: Excuse me,

but why are we here?

I mean, yes, yes,

barn meeting and so on

and so forth.

I understand that.

But must this concern us?

And at such an ungodly hour!

You know,

Wilbur’s not the only one

who could end up being

Christmas dinner

with an apple

in his mouth.

Ah, good point.

Yes. Carry on, then.

Ike, this involves

every one of us.

I just have trouble

looking at you.

That’s all.

This isn’t about me.

It’s about Wilbur.

And, for the record,

my view of you is not

exactly a treat, either.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(CLEARS THROAT)

As we have all seen,

humans have very

short attention spans,

and there’s just

too much time between

now and Christmas.

Certainly enough time

for Zuckerman to find

his affection for a pig

losing out to

his hunger for ham.

That spider can talk!

IKE: Yeah.

What did she say, exactly?

She said the farmer

might possibly still

slaughter the pig.

Sorry, old chap,

but it is a common fate

for your ilk.

I could just bust

through the fence again.

CHARLOTTE: No.

Once was enough for that.

I just have to get

the right word written.

Something that makes

Wilbur so special

that Zuckerman will

never think about

killing him again.

You need something snappy,

like “pig supreme.”

That sounds like a dessert.

So, what’s the point, anyway?

It won’t work.

Could you please,

just once, say

something-ometing positive?

Okay.

I’m positive

it won’t work.

How about

“harmoniously proportioned”?

SHEEP: Harmoniously

proportioned, yes!

Stop that! Stop that!

You’re following again.

Please, all of you!

What’s the perfect word

for Wilbur?

How about “delicious”?

Or “nutritious”?

Or “extra crispy”?

(LAUGHING)

BITSY: How about…

(FARTING)

Yep. Bull’s-eye.

How about “terrific,

terrific, terrific”?

Good. Much too long, though.

I’ve only got so much web.

But one “terrific” might work.

SAMUEL: It simply isn’t true.

The pig is not terrific.

Look at him!

He’s absolutely average.

If you wish to be truthful,

then that is the word

You should write. “Average.”

Hmm, Wilbur, this only weeks

if the word I write is true.

And only you can tell us

which word that is.

So look around.

We’ve all gathered

around to help you.

Now tell everyone

how you feel.

AVERY:

Look, there’s a red one!

And a blue one!

(AVERY WHOOPING)

FERN: Avery!

You’ll never catch me!

I’m going to get you!

Look at the fireworks, Mom!

Avery, come on

if you ever want

to catch me!

This web thing is

really paying off.

LURVY: Mr. Zuckerman!

There it is, side to side,

right in the same place.

“Terrific.”

LURVY:

It was the most

amazing thing!

Last time we had

hundreds of people.

This time it’s going

to be hundreds!

EDITH: It says “terrific”

just as clear as day.

T-E-double-R-I-F-I-C.

I mean, can you imagine

a spider being able

to spell that word?

I don’t think

I could spell that word

till the 10th grade.

                     50 cents.

Oh, do you like

that one, sir?

That’s going to be $1.

          MAN: Wow!

HOMER: Gather ‘round, folks!

Remember, you saw it

right here at Zuckerman’s.

And, before you leave,

don’t forget to take some of

our berries home with you!

So, you think

this might work?

                                     Nope.

SAMUEL: Dare I say it?

He looks “terrific.”

Look at them all!

Yeah. Smile pretty.

I wish geese had teeth.

Been down here since dawn…

What are you suggesting?

That Fern has something

to do with all this?

How else could those words

have gotten into that web?

I know everyone is saying

it’s some kind of miracle,

but…

But what?

You don’t think it is?

Do you?

The web itself is a miracle.

Wouldn’t you agree?

Well, can you spin one?

I can crochet a doily.

Because someone

taught you how.

Nobody teaches a spider.

They just know

how to spin a web.

Don’t you think

that’s a miracle?

NARRATOR: As summer ended,

so did the excitement

about the web.

Charlotte needed to

think of something special.

Special enough

to change the way

people saw the world,

or at least one pig

in the world, anyway.

The truth is,

Charlotte feared she would

never find a word

that could do all that.

And she had to hurry.

Time was running out for her.

But once a promise is made,

it needs to be kept.

HOMER: Still no web, huh?

Nope.

I haven’t seen one in,

I’d say, at least a month.

Funny how you get used to

all those people

being around the place.

Kind of quiet

without them, isn’t it?

I noticed the hinge pin’s

busted on the damper

in the smokehouse.

Want me to order a new one?

Suppose you better.

That’s a special order.

Better get a jump on

that if we’re going

to smoke any ham

before the holidays.

We may need another

cord of wood, too.

(GROANS)

I’m just going to throw

this out here one more time.

“Pig supreme.”

Oh, Golly! Now you’re

just beating a dead horse.

                 Hey!

Sorry.

Look, I don’t come across

many words in the field,

other than “Hyah!”

or “Giddyup!”

But that rat’s always

dragging in trash

with writing on it.

CHARLOTTE: I agree.

It’s about time

Templeton started

pulling his weight

around here

instead of just eating it.

I bet he could bring us

some choice words.

TEMPLETON: I’ve got

a choice word for you.

A little word called,

“Uh-uh.”

Well, that’s two words.

And here’s a few more.

Negative. No way.

Nothing doing.

I ain’t breaking my back

to try and save “some pig,”

no matter how “terrific”

you think the little

lunch meat is.

(GROANS)

(ALL LAUGHING)

CHARLOTTE: You’ll sing

a different tune

when he’s gone

and nobody brings around

those scrumptious buckets

of slop.

And three, two…

Cue the rat!

Let’s get one thing straight.

(GRUNTS)

I don’t care about the pig.

What I care about

is the slop.

                     Of course.

And since I’ll be

at the dump anyway,

and I won’t take

any extra effort,

maybe, maybe

I’ll pick something up.

You’re very kind.

Don’t go spreading it around.

What? What do you want?

You’ll need your strength.

Oh.

Thanks.

FERN: But, Dad, I heard them.

I heard them talking

about the smokehouse!

He’s not your pig anymore.

Well, I wouldn’t have

sold him in the first place

if I knew that is what

they were gonna do to him.

That’s what happens

to a pig on a farm, Fern.

You know that.

I’ll see about that.

I’ve got maybe two,

three years before

she can out-argue me.

Then I’m doomed.

TEACHER: A members of

our own 4-H Club will have

the opportunity to enter

livestock and poultry

in the competition.

So, in addition to

the rides and games,

make sure you show them

your support, as well.

Any questions? Rita.

RITA: Miss Lewis,

can I bring my chickens?

Your chickens, I’m sure.

Pigs, chickens,

horses and cows.

You certainly can,

and I hope you win

first prize.

MAN: All right, back it up!

BROOKS: How can he be

in every cornfield?

It can’t be the same guy.

It can’t be!

He’s wearing the same hat.

I’m telling you,

he is following us!

ELWYN: I hate that guy.

I have got to get

some corn, Elwyn!

All right!

All right! All right!

This is crazy.

There’s two of us, right?

Yeah.

Trust me, there’s two of us,

and there’s only one of him.

I--I don’t know, man.

He scares me.

He really does.

Just think about

that corn. Corn.

                              Yeah.

                  The corn.

Corn.

All right, let’s do it!

Let’s do it! Let’s do it!

(BOTH YELLING)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

BROOKS: Abort! Abort! Abort!

ELWYN: Abort! Abort! Abort!

(BROOKS SOBBING)

Man, he is good!

I bet he’s laughing at us.

Don’t look at him!

Don’t even give him

the satisfaction.

Just think about

something else.

Think about something else.

                                                     Anything.

I think I see a rat.

                                          That’s good.

No, really, I see a rat.

TEMPLETON:

Oh, the rat is stealthy.

The rat is nimble.

The rat is on the -- whoa!

(RATTLING)

(GROANING)

(PANTING)

The rat is losing his touch.

You want to go

mess with him?

Oh, yeah!

I’ve got to peck something.

Rat on three.

One, two, three!

(BOTH CAWING)

TEMPLETON:

The rat has been spotted!

(GROANS)

The rat is not

enjoying this!

(GROANS)

(BOTH CAWING)

All this for slop?

The rat is desperate.

The rat is trapped.

The rat needs to stop

calling himself “the rat.”

“Find some words.”

Yeah, right, the rat will

never find words!

Hey, look. Words.

ELWYN: Hey,

is he still in the can?

          BROOKS: He’s in the can?

Maybe we should

give him some privacy.

Always helps me out.

No, no, genius,

not that can.

Where did he go?

I can’t see him.

Uh, all I see is

that fruit moving.

What fruit?

          The fruit with the tail!

TEMPLETON:

They’ll never get me now

Let’s go get him!

                                       Go get him!

(PANTING)

A-ha! The rat rules!

(ELWYN AND BROOKS GRUMBLING)

ELWYN: We’re pink!

BROOKS:

Hey, what the… Pink?

But that’s all right,

isn’t it?

I mean, black pretty much

goes with everything.

No, it’s not all right.

That rat is going to pay!

(GROANS)

“Radiant.”

This might just work.

Might?

Oh, for the love of Lucy!

Ooh, ooh, here it comes.

It did this yesterday.

Look that way, everyone!

Right towards that cloud!

Good gracious.

Has it always done that?

BITSY: No, it can’t have.

SAMUEL: Brilliant!

Absolutely brilliant!

WILBUR: Wow!

CHARLOTTE: Oh, yes.

This word will

work quite nicely.

Then my work is done.

And now for

the fruits of my labor.

And the vegetables!

And the gravy!

(SPLASHING)

CHARLOTTE: All right, now.

“R.”

And stick.

And loop.

And…

Come on, Charlotte,

you can do this.

Don’t slow down yet.

(ALL CHEERING)

Welcome to Zuckerman’s!

Thank you all for coming.

Well, the web says it

better than I ever could.

That is some terrific,

radiant pig!

And for that reason,

I’ve decided to enter

Wilbur into the county fair.

Did you hear

what they said, Charlotte?

I’m going to the fair!

(LAUGHS) Going to the fair!

Wilbur might just see

Christmas after all.

Is it good? Did we do it?

Yes, Wilbur. It’s very good.

CHARLOTTE: Now, smile.

The fair, Homer?

What’s gotten into you?

I don’t know, Sis.

It just come to me.

He’s a runt, Homer.

He doesn’t stand a chance.

Well done!

Never had a doubt!

That spider did

a heck of a job.

IKE: She’s a hard worker.

Thank you, Charlotte.

You should take a little bow.

And have a beauty

steal the show?

Now, go on and show them

what a radiant pig can do.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

What do you mean

you’re not going to the fair?

I’m going to get a prize.

Don’t you want to be there?

Of course I do, Wilbur,

very much.

I’m just not up to

traveling at the moment.

Why not?

Because I’m expecting.

Expecting what?

“Expecting” means…

I’m expecting you

to do fine without me.

You’re getting

to be a big pig,

and you’ll do

just great on your own.

WILBUR: Okay. I’ll miss you.

(RINGING)

Come on, Homer,

up and at ‘em.

It’s the big day.

                                          Fern?

Mom!

I’m not wearing that.

What the heck is she doing?

Bathed in buttermilk.

(WILBUR CHUCKLES)

I’ve had this dream.

(CHUCKLES)

I’ve got to say

he really is some pig.

That’s my buttermilk working.

You sure you want to

go through with this, Homer?

If you lose,

you’re out your entry free.

HOMER: He could win, though.

Stranger things have been

happening around here.

If he doesn’t win, though?

Well, the way I figure it,

even if he does lose,

I can make it all back

on the bacon alone.

(GASPS)

Wilbur! Wilbur!

(GROANS)

EDITH: Do something, Homer.

What happened?

HOMER: I don’t know.

He just fainted.

It’s all right, hon.

Lurvy, get some water!

          FERN: It’s okay, Wilbur.

Charlotte,

are you feeling-eeling okay?

Why is it so hard

for that farmer to see

what is right in

front of his face?

Look what Wilbur

has done for this farm.

Isn’t that better than ham?

Well, there’s only

one thing to do,

and I have to be

there to do it.

Charlotte,

you have your babies

to think about now.

Yes, I know.

But I made a promise

to my friend.

A big blue ribbon

ought to finally get

the point through

that farmer’s head.

HOMER: Easy, Lurvy. Easy.

Coming through!

Coming through!

Here we go!

(GRUNTING)

HOMER: There we go.

                                                   He’s up.

HOMER: Okay, let’s see

if he’ll get in the crate.

(MOANING) Buttermilk.

                                                  Templeton?

I need you to go with me.

We’ll have to

find another world,

a really good one.

Sorry, lady.

Comes a time when the rat’s

got to ask himself,

“What’s in it for the rat?”

He’s right.

We’ve been to the fair.

                                 We have?

Remember?

All that garbage there?

Oh, yeah!

It’s littered with hunks

of chewed-on funnel cakes…

How’s that?

And dribs of ice cream

going sour in the sun.

(SQUEALING)

And spitty little

cotton candy bits

ground into the mud.

Popcorn, moldy cheeses,

half-eaten sandwiches

and sticky-icky-icky

candy apples.

W-W-W-Wait!

Go back to

the moldy cheese thing.

BITSY: I’ve never seen

so much disgusting trash!

ARABLE: Come on, Wilbur.

Good boy.

Don’t hurt him, Dad!

BITSY: Nearly made me gag,

the stink of it, especially

that deviled egg.

You better hurry up, rat.

They’re gonna leave you!

                      Hey, wait for me!

Nice and easy.

          Come on, Wilbur. Good boy.

BITSY: More food than

you’ll see in a lifetime!

          Bye, Aunt Edith!

AVERY: Bye.

Bye, Fern! Bye, Avery!

EDITH: See you

at the fair, guys!

BETSY: Hey, it worked!

I think we milked

it a little there

at the end, though.

(LAUGHING)

HOMER:

All right, All right, John,

I’ll see you over there!

Charlotte,

you’re coming with me!

I wouldn’t miss it

for the world.

Thank you for coming.

Good luck, Wilbur!

Win that ribbon!

Go get ‘em, Wilbur!

FERN: We’re going to the fair!

♪ Going to the fair!

Going to the fair! ♪

I’m going on the bumper cars.

So fun!

The sign looks good, Homer.

Nice and even.

All right, there we go.

There you go, Wilbur.

Okay, where’s the filth?

Have you heard

that good things come

to those who wait?

No, good things come

to those who find it

and shove it in their mouth.

(WILBUR GRUNTING)

Don’t think

I don’t know, Fern,

that we’re all here because

a determined little girl

made a promise to a pig.

                                       Wilbur.

Sorry.

I mean Wilbur.

I’m proud of you, honey.

Thanks.

Fern? Avery?

I’m going to give you

each 10 tickets to do

as you like out there.

And you have to

make them last all day,

so don’t go spending them

all at once. Okay?

Wow!

                  All right!

I’ll be right back. Okay.

                                         Come on!

You’re going to win

the prize tomorrow.

I know it.

Everything will be all right.

                                 Fern, let’s go!

Okay.

Oh, my.

                               (SNORING)

Is that what

we’re up against?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Excuse me.

What is your name?

(MUTTERS)

When someone wants to

get your attention,

what is it they call out?

Uncle.

Tell me, Uncle,

what is the date

of your birth?

(MUMBLING)

Your birthday?

Uh…

Oh, for heaven’s sake,

all I want to know

is if you’re a spring pig.

Of course.

What did you think I was?

A spring chicken?

(LAUGHING)

Huge and humorous.

Aren’t we talented!

Spring chicken.

(LAUGHING)

Charlotte,

who are you talking to?

The pig next door.

Oh. Should I be worried?

Of course not.

What good would that do?

Whoa!

Have you seen

the beast next door?

I think his mama

was part hippo.

If I had to name

five of the fattest pigs

I’ve ever seen,

he’d be three of them.

He’s a shoo-in.

Please.

That pig is not nearly

as handsome as Wilbur,

or as harmoniously

proportioned,

and not nearly as clean.

There’s a real tiebreaker.

We just have to prove

that the finest pig

is not necessarily

the fattest.

And you can do

your part, Wilbur,

by getting some rest.

I’m not tired, Charlotte.

Okay.

Well, could you excuse me

for just a minute, please?

All right, Templeton,

you’re right.

That pig over there

is a shoo-in.

So, I need words

that are even better

than that pig is fat.

Special words,

and lots of them.

How about “pushy”

and “demanding”?

Templeton, please!

This is our last chance

to save Wilbur’s life.

You do realize I’m just

here for the food, right?

Of course.

Enjoy the ride.

One, please.

Must be in the other pocket.

                  Sorry. One second.

All right.

Two, please.

Is that Fern up there?

(HENRY AND FERN YELLING)

Well, I’ll be.

She’s with a boy.

She is! She’s with a boy!

Oh, no.

She’s with a boy.

Mmm, Manna from heaven!

(CHOMPING)

I don’t know what this is,

but I love it!

(BOTH WHOOPING)

One-stop slopping.

(LAUGHING)

All right.

Let’s go get

the spider off my back.

BROOKS: How come I’m not

in a cornfield, Elwyn?

How come?

Hey, hey.

They got all kinds

of corn right here.

You got your popcorn,

caramel corn, candy corn.

Stop torturing me!

I’m starving here,

and now I’m cross-eyed

because of this pink stuff.

If I ever see

that rat again…

Words, words, words.

Mmm, “Pork rinds.”

That’ll draw a crowd.

(LAUGHS)

Hmm, this looks promising.

Hey! That rat!

BROOKS: I’m going to

get me some rat!

Oh, not these birdbrains.

Let’s get rid of them

once and for all.

…and everything.

Rat on three! Three!

Hey, wait up, Brooksie!

I’m coming with you!

(BROOKS AND ELWYN CAWING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(WHOOPING)

Little flamingoes!

Come and get me!

BROOKS: It’s scary guy!

ELWYN: Abort! Abort!

Peck him! Peck him! Elwyn!

Wait a minute.

His eyes and buttons,

and his hair is straw.

This guy ain’t real!

He’s not?

                           No!

Oh, yeah!

The rat rules! Take that!

BROOKS: Do you know

what this means?

                 Yeah.

What?

We could’ve had corn!

TEMPLETON:

Well, Your Highness,

your satisfied or what?

‘Cause I’ve got

a spitty hunk of pineapple

upside-down cake out there

with my name on it.

Yes, very satisfied.

Be careful.

If you keep this up,

someone might think you care.

Gee, I’m all choked up.

Charlotte?

If I don’t win

the prize tomorrow,

they’re gonna send me

to the smokehouse.

You’re going to win, Wilbur.

And you’re going to see

the snows of winter.

I told you,

I never break a promise.

FERN: Mom?

Will you put these in for me?

AVERY: Ew!

You look like a girl!

(GROANS)

          And I still hit like one.

CHARLOTTE:

Well, what do you think?

It’s a great word.

It’s just…

Just what?

Is it the right word?

Is it true?

Because I don’t

really like feel

I deserve any of the things

you’ve written about me.

Then it is the perfect word.

The web!

Hey, Wilbur!

“Humble.”

Hey, Wilbur.

ARABLE: If that’s not

a prize-winner,

I don’t know what is.

He’s going to win

this thing, isn’t he?

Oh, Homer, I can’t

go up to that grandstand

looking like this.

(GASPS)

EDITH: Homer.

It’s not fair.

Why didn’t they tell us

the judging was going to

be so early?

We did our best.

I’ll get the truck

and take him home.

I really thought

we had a shot.

It’s okay. It’ll be okay.

BOY: I told you,

There it is! The web!

Mom…

WOMAN: What’s going on?

It looks like it’s “humble.”

OFFICIAL:

Excuse me. Thank you.

Coming through. Excuse me.

Mr. Zuckerman!

Could you come

with me, please?

Oh, and bring the pig, too.

Homer.

(BAND PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

MAN ON PA:

Ladies and gentlemen,

on behalf of

the state in Maine,

it gives us great

pleasure to present

Zuckerman’s famous pig!

Folks! Folks!

I think we all remember

the start of summer,

when the writing

appeared on the web

in Mr. Zuckerman’s barn.

And now it has

happened yet again!

Which is why

the governors of the fair

are honored to present

this handsome medal.

A token of our amazement

and our appreciation.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

(GRUNTING)

I love you, Wilbur.

HOMER: Well, what can

I say about this pig

that hasn’t

already been said?

I know a lot of you folks

have come out to the farm,

and you’ve seen the words.

A lot of you have asked me,

“How could this

have happened?”

I don’t know.

But it has happened

in a time when we really

don’t see many

miraculous things.

Or maybe we do.

Maybe they’re all

right there around us,

every day,

and we just don’t know

where to look.

There’s no denying

that our own little Wilbur,

he’s part of something

that’s bigger than all of us.

And life on that farm

is just a whole lot

better with him in it.

He really is some pig.

MAN: Way to go, Wilbur!

(ALL CHEERING)

(BOTH WHOOPING)

Charlotte,

look how happy she is!

Isn’t that great?

Yes, it’s wonderful.

Hey, what’s that?

This is my    magnum opus.

What’s a magnet opus?

Magnum opus.

It means “great work.”

It’s a nutrient-filled,

waterproof egg sac.

Really?

There’s eggs in there?

My babies, 514 of them.

Wow! With 514 baby spiders

all over the place,

it’s going to be

really radiant in the barn!

Wilbur, I’m afraid

they’re not going to

make it back to the barn.

What?

What are you talking about?

You’re not going to

leave them here alone,

are you?

I have no choice.

I’m languishing.

What does that mean?

It means I’m dying.

What?

You can’t die!

Wilbur, we’re born, we live,

and, when our time comes,

we die.

It’s just the natural

cycle of life.

No! No, just climb down.

I’ll carry you

the rest of the way.

We’ll go back to the barn,

and I’ll take care of you.

No, Wilbur.

I don’t even have

the strength to climb down.

You have to.

You’ve done so much for me!

And it was my great pleasure.

Please come down, Charlotte.

Please. There must be

something I can do.

No, Wilbur.

Don’t you know

what you’ve already done?

You made me your friend,

and, in doing so,

you made a spider

beautiful to everyone

in that barn.

I didn’t do anything,

Charlotte.

You did it all.

No. My webs were

no miracle, Wilbur.

I was only describing

what I saw.

The miracle is you.

(GRUNTING)

Templeton!

Charlotte is very sick.

Yeah, and twisted.

She’s dying!

She can’t go home with us.

So, I need you to help me

take her egg sac with us.

Did you say eggs?

It’s an egg sac.

And it’s right up there,

and it has her

children in it.

And I can’t

just leave it here.

What if something

happened to them?

Now, I can’t reach it,

so I need you

to get it for me.

And I need you

to do it now.

I don’t think

I like your tone.

Can’t you just

once in your life think of

someone other than yourself?

MAN: A little further.

Keep coming.

Once? Once?

Come on.

No, you come on!

Who got his hindquarters

pecked to make you

“radiant,” huh?

Templeton, that’s who.

And who interrupted

the gorging of a lifetime

so you could be “humble”?

Why, I think

it was Templeton?

Templeton! Templeton!

Templeton!

And do I get thanked?

No!

            (TRUCK ENGINE ROARING)

Well, has it ever

occurred to you

that even a rat might like

a little appreciation?

A little, dare I say, love?

Do it and you’ll get

dibs on my slop

for the rest of my life.

Done.

WILBUR: Hurry! Up in

the corner on the ledge.

Oh, boy.

Whew!

Templeton!

Come on!

(GRUNTING)

Thank you, Templeton,

for everything.

WILBUR: It’s okay,

Just drop it. Hurry!

HOMER: Here you go.

Here’s your medal.

In you go.

LURVY:

Time to go home, Wilbur.

All right.

Close her up, Lurvy.

Okay, easy now.

(GRUNTING)

Goodbye,

my sweet, sweet Wilbur.

Goodbye, Charlotte.

WILBUR: I love you.

GUSSY: Is that our

lovely-ovely-ovely

little Wilbur?

SAMUEL:

And he’s got a medal!

Strong work, kid.

GUSSY: Oh, he looks

so grown up.

I always knew

he could do it.

          Never had a doubt.

GOLLY: Welcome home, Wilbur.

Wilbur?

BITSY: Where’s Charlotte?

BETSY: I got

a bad feeling, Bits.

Me, too.

(SNIFFLING)

NARRATOR:

Now, that isn’t to say

Charlotte was gone forever.

She lived on

in the hearts of

those that knew her,

and even those that didn’t.

Something had changed

in Somerset County.

It was as if

people knew they lived

in a special place now.

And, in small ways,

they started being

special people,

a little bit kinder,

a bit more understanding.

And the animals

felt different, too.

Closer.

The warmth of their

friendship carried them

through the long,

cold months.

They showed it in little

gestures of kindness,

unusual patience,

and promises kept.

Even the hardest of hearts

found themselves

rising to the occasion.

And, finally,

the greatest promise of all,

a spring pig saw

his first snowfall.

It was as though

Charlotte herself had

shaken it out of the sky.

(ALL CHATTERING)

The stillness of

winter continued

to the first thaw,

like it always does.

And then,

the first buds of spring.

And, before you knew it,

life had come full circle.

They’re here! They’re here!

They’re here, everybody!

Hey, there. I’m Wilbur.

I’m a friend of your mom’s.

Boy, are we glad to see you!

(WHOOPING)

GOLLY: Ew, so creepy!

And cute!

Just like their mother.

GUSSY:

They’re so, so beautiful.

Oh, I just want to

scoop them up

and hug them all.

WILBUR: Wow, you can fly!

Look at you go!

BABY SPIDERS: Whee!

BOTH: Whee!

Whee!

Now that is

something to follow.

ALL: Whee! Whee!

Go, little spiders!

Be free! I wish I could.

                     (LAUGHS)

Mmm-hmm.   I’m kidding, honey.

I think I got one

inside my beak. Ah!

Thanks, baby.

GUSSY:

That’s my Golly-olly-olly.

WILBUR: Wow!

I can’t believe

they’re really here.

So pretty.

Yeah, Bits.

You doing okay

over there, Ike?

I--I--I’m okay with it.

I’m okay with it, Bets.

I’m okay with it.

Spiders are nice.

Spiders are my friend.

Spiders won’t hurt me.

Wait! What’s happening?

What are you doing?

SPIDER 1: Bye!

                      SPIDER 2: Bye!

WILBUR: Please don’t go.

SPIDER 3: Goodbye! Bye!

                      Wait! Wait!

SPIDER 4: Goodbye!

Where are you going?

SPIDER 5:

We’re setting forth.

We take to the breeze.

We go as we please.

We take to the breeze!

Bye!

But you can’t go!

I had so much

I wanted to tell you!

And someone I wanted

to tell you about.

SPIDER 6: Salutations!

                                Huh?

Who said that?

                      I’m up here.

SPIDER 7: So am I.

          SPIDER 8: Me, too.

SPIDER 6: We’d like to stay.

SPIDER 7: We like it here.

SPIDER 8:

And we like you, too.

You’re staying?

Oh, that’s great!

That’s really, really great!

Three friends!

What are your names?

SPIDER 6: I’ll tell you

my name if you’ll tell me

why you’re trembling.

Oh, well, I think

I’m trembling with joy.

Then my name is Joy.

Joy? Perfect.

SPIDER 7: What was

my mom’s middle initial?

A.

Then my name is Aranea.

Wow! Great name!

SPIDER 8: Why don’t you

pick my name for me?

Something sensible.

Not too long, not too fancy.

Oh, and not too dumb.

Hmm, tricky. How about

Nellie?

Nellie? I like it. Well done!

Joy, Aranea, Nellie,

you have chosen

a hallowed doorway

in which to spin your webs.

This was your

mother’s doorway.

She was loyal,

brilliant, beautiful,

and she was my friend.

I will treasure

her memory forever.

So, to you, her daughters,

I pledge my friendship.

I pledge mine!

I do, too!

                    So do I!

(TEMPLETON GROANING)

(PANTING)

Okay, I’d like to make

a couple of announcements.

First of all,

if you gals are word-lovers,

and you need a few scraps

of paper for inspiration,

don’t look at me.

My word-fetching days

are over.

I’m not the rat

I used to be.

I’m at least twice that.

(LAUGHS)

So, if you need

something to write,

try this,

“Some rat.” Some rat.

Think about it.

Slops! Oh, yeah!

(BABY SPIDERS LAUGHING)

NARRATOR:

And, in an ordinary barn,

an ordinary pig,

a runt no less,

stood surrounded by friends,

welcoming his second spring.

And that spring

was followed by many,

many more.

All because someone

stopped to see the grace

and beauty and nobility

of the humblest creature.

That is

the miracle of friendship.

It is not often that

someone comes along

who is a true friend

and a good writer.

Charlotte was both.

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(ORDINARY    MIRACLE    PLAYING)

DIRECTED BY

GARY WINICK

SCREENPLAY BY

SUSANNAH GRANT

AND KAREY KIRKPATRICK

♪ It’s not that unusual

♪ When everything is beautiful

BASED ON THE BOOK BY

E.B. WHITE

♪ When everything is beautiful

PRODUCED BY

JORDAN KERNER

♪ It’s just another

ordinary miracle today

♪ The sky knows

when it’s time to snow

EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS

EDGAR M. BRONFMAN

JULIA PISTOR

BERNIE WILLIAMS

PAUL NEESAN

♪ Don’t need to teach

a seed to grow

EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS

EDGAR M. BRONFMAN

JULIA PISTOR

BERNIE WILLIAMS (PRODUCER)

PAUL NEESAN

♪ It’s just another

ordinary miracle today

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY

SEAMUS McGARVEY, B.S.C.

PRODUCTION DESIGNER

STUART WURTZEL

♪ Life is like a gift they say

♪ Wrapped up for you every day

FILM EDITORS

SUSAN LITTENBERG

SABRINA PLISCO, A.C.E.

♪ Open up and find a way

COSTUME DESIGNER

RITA RYACK

♪ To give some of your own

VISUAL EFFECTS SUPERVISOR

JOHN ANDREW BERTON, JR.

♪ Isn’t it remarkable?

CHARLOTTE ANIMATION SUPERVISOR

ERIC LEIGHTON

TEMPLETON ANIMATION SUPERVISOR

BLAIR CLARK

♪ Like every time

a rain drop falls

MUSIC BY

DANNY ELFMAN

♪ It’s just another

ordinary miracle today

CASTING BY

DAVID RUBIN, C.S.A.

AND ELLEN LEWIS

♪ Birds in winter

have their fling

Charlotte A. Cavatica (character)

JULIA ROBERTS

♪ But always make it

home by spring

Fern Arable (character)

DAKOTA FANNING

♪ It’s just another

ordinary miracle today

Templeton (character)

STEVE BUSCEMI

♪ When you wake up every day

♪ Please don’t throw

your dreams away

Samuel the Sheep (character)

JOHN CLEESE

♪ Hold them close

to your heart

♪ Cause we’re all a part

Gussie, the goose

OPRAH WINFREY

♪ Of the ordinary miracle

Golly the Goose

CEDRIC THE ENTERTAINER

Bitsy the Cow (character)

KATHY BATES

♪ Ordinary miracle

Betsy the Cow

REBA McENTIRE

♪ And you’ll always

see a miracle

Ike the Horse (character)

ROBERT REDFORD

Brooks the Crow

THOMAS HADEN CHURCH

Elwyn the Crow (character)

ANDRE BENJAMIN

Wilbur

DOMINIC SCOTT KAY

♪ It seems so exceptional

the Narrator

SAM SHEPARD

♪ That things just

work out after all

♪ It’s just another

ordinary miracle today

Charlotte’s

Web

“CHARLOTTE’S WEB”

♪ Sun comes up

and shines so bright

Charlotte’s

Web

“CHARLOTTE’S WEB”

♪ Disappears again at night

♪ It’s just another

ordinary miracle today

KEVIN ANDERSON (ACTOR)

♪ It’s just another

ordinary miracle today

GARY BASARABA

BEAU BRIDGES

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh

ESSIE DAVIS

♪ It’s just another ordinary

SIOBHAN FALLON HOGAN

♪ Miracle today ♪

NATE MOONEY

(A PLACE IN THE SUN    PLAYING)

Unit Production Manager

BERNIE WILLIAMS

First Assistant Director

BENITA ALLEN

Second Assistant Director

PAUL SULLIVAN

VOICE CAST

the Narrator

SAM SHEPARD

Ike the Horse (character)

ROBERT REDFORD

Golly the Goose

CEDRIC THE ENTERTAINER

Gussie, the goose

OPRAH WINFREY

Betsy the Cow

REBA McENTIRE

Samuel the Sheep (character)

JOHN CLEESE

Bitsy the Cow (character)

KATHY BATES

Wilbur

DOMINIC SCOTT KAY

Templeton (character)

STEVE BUSCEMI

Charlotte A. Cavatica (character)

JULIA ROBERTS

Brooks the Crow

THOMAS HADEN CHURCH

Elwyn the Crow (character)

ANDRE BENJAMIN

Uncle the Pig (character)

ABRAHAM BENRUBI

♪ There’s a place in the sun

CAST

IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE

Fern Arable (character)

DAKOTA FANNING

Mr. Arable (character)

KEVIN ANDERSON (ACTOR)

Avery

LOUIS CORBETT

Phyllis Arable (character)

ESSIE DAVIS

Fern’s Teacher

ROBYN ARTHUR

Henry Fussy (character)

JULIAN O’DONNELL

Mrs. Zuckerman

SIOBHAN FALLON HOGAN

Homer Zuckerman

GARY BASARABA

Lurvy

NATE MOONEY

Dr. Dorian (character)

BEAU BRIDGES

The Church Minister

NICHOLAS BELL (ACTOR)

Well Dressed Man

TEAGUE ROOK

♪ Where there’s hope

for everyone

♪ When my poor restless

heart’s gotta run

Well Dressed Man

TEAGUE ROOK

Photographer

DALE AZZOPARDI

Sheep Group

FRED TATASCIORE

BRIAN STEPANEK

BRADLEY WHITE

JOEL MCCRARY

Farmer

GREG MARIAN

Charlotte

DANIELA HOFFMANN

New Teacher

DENISE KIRBY (ACTOR)

Ball Thrower

ROBERT PLAZEK

The Carnival Girl

APHRA WILLIAMS

Fair Official

IAN WATKIN

Girl At Fair

ELLA SCOTT LYNCH

Girl At Fair

BERNADETTE HOGAN (ACTOR)

Fair Girl

DANIELLE TALBOT

Girl At Fair

ELIZABETH SAUNDERS

Bystander

JULIA ZEMIRO

Man at carnival

JAMES BRIGGS

Young Boy

JOSEPH LOTESTO

Boy at Fair

PETE HOGAN (PRODUCER)

Announcer

DON BRIDGES

Fair Photographer

CAMERON PINCHES

Fair Member

STEFANO MAZZEO

The Mayor

MICHAEL ROLAND

Samuel

THOMAS DANNEBERG

Joy

MAIA KIRKPATRICK

Aranea (character)

JENNESSA ROSE

Nellie The Little Baby Spider

BRIANA HODGE

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