"England was ruled by a wise and good king... and the people flourished and were very happy... but by-and-by." "the good king became ill... and a darkness fell over the countryside." "As the king grew weaker... his captain of the guard." "a ruthless and greedy man... saw his chance to terrorise the people of England... and worst of all." "in the king's name." "It seemed that no one could save the kingdom of England... from the thieving captain and his ruthless henchmen... until one day..." "Kindling!" "Kindling!" "Fresh kindling!" "You can't cook dinner without a fire, can you, sir?" "I know, fella." "I'm hungry, too." "Snow cones!" "All kinds, sir." "We got plain, mud, and twig." "Hiya, Goof." "How's business?" "Gawrsh, Mickey, if I don't get a customer soon..." "I'll have to eat them myself." "Don't feel bad, guys." "Come on, fellas, secret handshake." "Ooba boola boola boola!" "Swing it up!" "One of these days, we'll eat just like the king... with lots of turkey and ham and potatoes and con." "Yeah!" "And ice cream and cookies and pie!" "Fruit tarts and cobblers piled this high." "# Oh." "Give me a suckling pig #" "# To make my belly big #" "# I'm just a little guy #" "# Give me a pizza pie #" "# I have a happy face #" "# Next to the fireplace #" "# I'd like a hat to wear #" "# And thermal underwear #" "# It would be appealing #" "# To have that royal feeling #" "# Doing everything #" "# A little bit like a king #" " Like a king!" " Like a king!" "# Just a little bit like a king #" "# I #" "# Just a little bit like #" "# Just a little bit, little bit like #" "# I would love to live just like a king #" "# Captain Pete, Captain Pete #" "# Captain Pete, Captain Pete #" "# He never met a man he didn't cheat #" "# Cheat, cheat, cheat #" "# He's the vilest villain that you'd ever want to meet #" "Pluto!" "No!" "# Quite a cad, super bad #" "No!" "Pluto!" "Pluto?" "Pluto?" "Who goes there." "and what do you want?" "Gosh, I just want to get my dog back." "He ran in before I could catch him." "Your Majesty, do come inside." "Thanks." "What do you think this is, open house?" "Captain, that was the prince." "Then who's that, numskull?" "Now to review, sire." "All triangles have three sides... and the relations between these sides... are known as ratios." "Trigonometry is the branch of mathematics..." "Sire, if you could give me your full attention." "Name the three secondary trigonometric ratios." "You may begin." "Cotangent... secant..." "Who did that?" "What is it?" "Cosecant!" "Sire." "We've been through this time and time again." "It's hypotenuse." "Hypotenuse!" "Now, Donald, I'll have you know... that I don't find your behaviour amusing at all." "If the prince is to assume the royal duties..." "No!" "He started it!" " Donald!" " Aw, fooey!" "I'm always getting in trouble for that stupid prince." "And as for you, Your Highness... you know that your father is ill... and requires rest and quiet." "Now, sire..." "Beat it, you dumb mutt!" "Get out of here!" "Let go of my leg!" "Captain!" "What's the meaning of this outburst?" "Just some local riffraff, sire." "Even the lowliest subjects of this kingdom deserve respect." "Have him brought to me at once." "The prince wishes to see you." "Allow me." "Put me down!" "Wow!" "Hiya!" "# I'm just a little guy #" "# Give me... #" "What the devil's going on out here?" "Donald, if this is your idea of humour, I'm..." "You look just like..." "I thought you were..." "Wait, wait, wait." "Just a moment." "Now, who are you?" "And who is your tailor?" "The name's Mickey." "Mickey Mouse, Your Royal Highness." "A beggar boy." "Mickey, I must thank you for saving my life." "Saving your life?" "I was about to die of boredom." "Do you know what it's like to be the prince?" "Boy, it must be fun." "Never a moment to myself." "Breakfast at 7.00." "Lessons till lunch... fencing till tea time... and every night, banquet after feast after banquet." "Wow!" "And then 9.00, bedtime." "Beddy-bye." "How I envy your freedom." "Games all day long... no studying dreary old books... staying up late as you like, eating junk food." "If I could take your place for just one day..." "Yes." "What a grand idea." "Don't you see?" "It'll be perfect." "I'll take your place in the streets of London... and you shall be the prince." "The prince?" "I can't be the prince." "How do I act?" "What do I say?" "You needn't worry, lad." "To goven, you need to say only one of two things..." ""That's a splendid idea." "I'm glad I thought of it!"" "and "Guards, seize him!"" "But your father, the king..." "I'll be back in the wink of an eye." "And if there's any trouble, all may know me by this." "Wow!" "I'm not sure this is a good idea." "You'll do fine, Mickey." "Why, you're looking more royal already." "Good-bye, Mickey." "You won't forget to come back now, will ya?" "Well... good-bye." "Hello, Captain." "Ah, my little peasant." "Embarrass me in front of the prince, will ya?" "Peasant?" "Captain, I fooled you." "I am the prince." "Forgive me, my royal liege." "How thoughtful of you, Captain." "I live to serve." "Sayonara, sucker!" "I did it!" "I'm free!" "I am good!" "I fooled him." "For now, nothing's going to spoil my fun." "Hey, Mickey!" "There you are!" "Ah, my first encounter with the peasantry." "Where'd you go, Mickey?" "Come here, you little nut." "Noogie, noogie, noogie!" "Give me that secret handshake, Mick." "Put your hand up here." "Swing it now." "Oh, yes." "That is me..." "Mickey Mouse, peasant at large." "My good man, you must forgive me." "I'm dreadful with names." "Could I have your name?" "What's the matter with the one you got?" "I'm Goofy." "Remember?" "So I see." "And, my dear man... if there's anything I can do to help... by all means, let me know." "Oh, I get it!" "It's a joke." "That's a great one." "Will you look at the time?" "I really must be going." "Ta-ta!" "Hey, come back here!" "Come back!" "Gosh, if my friends could see me now." "Surely His Highness has not forgotten his royal duties." "You'll pay for this!" "Leave her alone right now!" " Get away from her!" " Help me!" "Relax, lady." "It's for the king." " Yeah, the king." " But it's all we have." "Then it's all we'll take." "Halt!" "As your royal prince..." "I command you to unhand that hen." "What's so amusing?" "Forgive me." "I think you forgot your crown." "When I retun to the palace, you'll pay for this!" "I can't believe it." "Stealing in the king's name." "This happens all the time." "The king takes all our food." "We're hungry." "Outta the way, you slobs!" "Make way for the royal provisioner." "Out of the way." "Come on, move it." "What are yous." "Deaf?" "Halt!" "I am the prince... and I command you to surrender your entire inventory." "And I'm the queen mother." "Be off with ya." "Will this help?" " It's the prince!" " Your Highness!" "# Give me a suckling pig... #" "Now, where can he be?" "For you, sir." "There he is." "Thank you, sire." "Gawrsh, Mick's flipped his wig." "Alright!" "Clear out!" "Out of the way!" "He's the one what showed me the ring, sir." "You there, you're under arrest." "Run for it, boy!" "Hang on, Mick!" "I'm comin'!" "Oh, that's rich." "Now, I may be losing my mind, Captain." "And I know that you've said that time and time again... but all I know is he acted like a nobleman... and he had the royal ring." "The ring?" "So it was the prince I booted out." "You threw out the prince?" "# You're gonna get it #" "Not if he doesn't come back alive." "Take that!" "Take that!" "And that!" "Enter!" "Oops!" "Nice shot, sire." "Your Highness, your father is in his last hours... and wishes to see you at once." "We better tell the prince." "He'd want to see him." "You are the prince, sire." "I've been meaning to talk to you about that." "Sire, he is gravely ill." "I'll explain everything." "The king'll understand." " My son..." " Huh?" " I'm not really the..." " Come closer." "My son, from the day you were bon..." "I have tried to prepare you for this moment." "I shall be gone soon... and you will be king." "You must promise... promise me that you will rule the land from your heart... justly and wisely." "I promise." "I gotta find the prince." "Good day, my phoney prince." " Unhand me!" " Shut up!" "Now that our dearly departed king is out of my way... you're gonna do every little thing I say." "'Cause if you don't..." " Pluto!" " Get the picture?" "You there, what's happened?" "The king is dead... and the prince is to be crowned at once!" "Father." "Your soup's almost ready, Mick..." "I mean, Your Majesty." "Now it's up to me to right the wrongs I've seen... children going hungry, corruption everywhere." "Gawrsh, you really are the prince, ain't ya?" "Sire, your wish is my command." "Goofy, I owe you my life." "This will not be forgotten." "Come, friend." "We must retun to the palace at once..." "For a visit to the dungeon, my prince!" "Get him, boys!" "En garde!" "Let me go, I say." "How dare you?" "You'll pay for this, Captain!" "I command you to put me down right now!" "After the pauper's crowned, it will be adieu for you." "Let me out of here!" "I'm the prince's valet!" "Your Highness!" "We're saved!" "Wait a minute." "You're in here, too." "We're doomed!" "The coronation!" "My lord." "This charade has gone on long enough." "I demand that you open this door immediately." "Shut up!" "Huh?" "Looks like the boss ain't wasting' any time." "Be my guest, pal." "What's the big idea?" "Sorry." "You wouldn't happen to have an axe I could borrow?" "Thank you." "I've had a lovely evening." " Gawrsh." " Goofy!" "Just sit tight, little buddy." "I'll have you outta there in a jiffy." "Be seated, sire." "After you." "No, no." "Beauty before age, sire." "Oh, no." "Age before beauty." "Your Highness, you're such a sport." " Sit down!" " Got it." "Let me see." "Was it the skinny one or the round?" "Maybe it was this little..." "Get 'em, boys!" "Gawrsh, that thing's sharp." "Oops." "It is both my duty and pleasure... to crown you..." "I say, you're a rather wiry lad." "So slippery." "Would you hold still?" " Stop!" " What the...?" "I'm the prince, right?" "And whatever I order must be done, right?" "Uh... yes." "Well, then, the captain is an insolent scoundrel." "Guards, seize him!" "Seize him!" "He's an impostor!" "But I'm not, Captain!" "Thank you, guardsman." "Oh, boy!" "Wait a minute, Your Majesty." "I can explain everything." "Very well." "I await your explanation." "Your Majesty is too kind." "Look out, sire!" "Geronimo!" "Hold on, sire." "I'll..." "I got you now, you varlet!" "Fooled again, Captain!" "Out of my way!" "Oh, boy, am I glad to see..." "I mean, what a time I've..." "Ah, but, you see, I..." "Good heavens, which one is which?" "Pluto!" "I guess there's no fooling you, boy." "Therefore, I crown you Prince of England..." "I mean, King." "King of England." "# Everybody." "Sing #" "# A toast to the king #" " To the king!" " To the king!" "# To His Majesty the King #" "# I #" "# Long live the king #" " Yeah!" " Gawrsh." "And so with his loyal companions..." "Mickey and Goofy." "at his side... the young king ruled his happy country... as he'd sworn he would... with justice and compassion for all." "Old Icky." "If you recall." "was the country schoolmaster... dreamed up by Washington Irving." "He had a way with a yarn did Mr Irving." "If we could but journey back... to that remote period in American history... when the city of Manhattan was but a market town... we would discover in the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the shores of the Hudson... the little village of Tarrytown... and just beyond... nestled deep in the low rolling hills... a sequestered glen." "It's a quiet." "peaceful place." "and yet somehow... foreboding... for it abounds in haunted spots... twilight tales." "and local superstitions." "The best-known story." "however... concerns a certain itinerant schoolmaster... who once frequented these parts." "Indeed." "Some say his melancholy spirit... still haunts the vicinity." "The worthy pedagogue was described... as a most unusual man." "To see him striding along... one might well mistake him for some scarecrow... eloped from a cornfield." "He was tall and exceedingly lank." "His head was small and flat on top... with a long snipe nose... so that it looked like a weathercock... perched upon his spindle neck." "Altogether." "Lhe was such an apparition... as is seldom to be seen in broad daylight." "It was late one drowsy autumn afternoon... when this strange figure first approached... the tranquil little village of Sleepy Hollow." "As usual." "there had foregathered... at Ye Olde Schnooker and Schnapps Shoppe... a group of rustic lads known as the Sleepy Hollow Boys." "Their self-appointed leader." "one Brom Bones... was a burly." "roistering blade... always ready for a fight or a frolic." "And though Brom was much given to madcap pranks... and practical jokes... still." "There was no malice in his mischief." "Indeed." "With his waggish humour and prodigious strength..." "Brom Bones was quite the hero of all the country 'round." "Odds bodkins!" "Gadzooks!" "Look at that old spook of spooks." "# Who's that comin' down the street?" "#" "# Are they shovels." "or are they feet?" "#" "# Lean and lanky #" "# Skin and bones #" "# With clothes a scarecrow would hate to own #" "# Yet he has a certain air #" "# Debonair and devil may care #" "# It's the new schoolmaster #" "# What's his name?" "#" "# Ichabod #" "# Ichabod Crane #" "# Ichabod #" "# What a name #" "# Kind of odd #" "# But nice just the same #" "# Funny pan." "Funny frame #" "# Ichabod." "Ichabod Crane #" "# Ichabod may be quaint #" "# May be odd and maybe he ain't #" "# Anyway." "there's no complaint #" "# From Ichabod." "Ichabod Crane #" "And though the arrival of the pedagogue... gave rise to mixed emotions... the townspeople all agreed they'd never seen anyone..." "# Like Ichabod." "Ichabod Crane #" "The schoolroom became Ichabod's empire... over which with lordly dignity... he held absolute sway." "Truth to say." "Ichabod was a conscientious man... and ever bore in mind the golden maxim..." ""Spare the rod and spoil the child. "" "Still." "Lhe was careful to administerjustice... with discrimination." "For it behooved him to keep on good terms with his pupils... especially if their mothers happened to be good cooks." "# Who's the town's ladies' man?" "#" "# Gets around like nobody can #" "# Has to be none other than #" "# Ichabod." "Ichabod Crane #" "Thus." "As time went by." "it may be seen... that the pedagogue got on tolerably enough." "Moreover." "Ichabod found diverse ways... to increase his slender income... and at the same time... awaken the cultural interests of the sleepy little village." "It was inevitable that such a man as Ichabod... would become an object of ridicule... to Brom Bones and his gang." "And yet to Ichabod." "these were small matters." "Indeed." "The schoolmaster possessed... a remarkable equanimity... which remained quite undisturbed... until that fateful day... when his path was crossed by a woman... a certain woman..." "Katrina Van Tassel... daughter and only child of old Baltus Van Tassel... the richest farmer in the county." "She was a blooming lass... plump as a partridge... ripe. melting... and rosy-cheeked." "# Once you have met that little coquette #" "# Katrina #" "# You won't forget Katrina #" "# But nobody yet has ever upset #" "# Katrina #" "# That cute coquette Katrina #" "# You can do more #" "# With Margaret or Helena #" "# Or Ann or Angelina #" "# But Katrina will kiss and run #" "# To her." "a romance is fun #" "# With always another one to start #" "# And yet when you've met that little coquette #" "# Katrina #" "# You've lost your heart #" "Now." "There was no doubt the fair Katrina... was the richest prize in the countryside... and the schoolmaster." "being an ambitious man... at once began to fill his mind with many sugared thoughts... and hopeful suppositions." "Ah, Katrina, my love... who can resist your grace... your charm... and who can resist your father's farm?" "Boy, what a set-up." "There's gold in them acres, and that ain't hay." "Not to mention that lovely green stuff." "Katrina, my sweet, my treasure." "Treasure..." "That ban's a gold mine." "How I'd love to hit the jackpot." "Dear Katrina..." "Papa's only child." "Papa!" "The old goat can't take it with him... and when he cuts out, that's where I cut in." "Sweet Katrina." "Poor little rich girl." "Don't worry, Katie, Ichabod will protect you." "Yes, Katrina, you've won me." "I surrender." "# And yet when you've met that little coquette #" "# Katrina #" "# You've lost your heart #" "Truth to say." "Every portal to Katrina's heart... was jealously guarded by a host of rustic admirers." "Ah." "But Ichabod was confident... he'd soon ride roughshod over these simple country bumpkins." "The most formidable obstacle of all." "Lhowever... the schoolmaster failed to reckon with." "That was the redoubtable Brom Bones himself." "Now." "The ease with which Brom cleared the field of rivals... both piqued and provoked the fair Katrina... and she often wished that some champion would appear... and for once take the field openly... against the boisterous Brom." "And though a wiser man would've shrunk from the competition..." "Iove." "They say." "Is blind... and Ichabod was aware only that Dame Fortune... was at last thundering at his door." "It's true that Brom liked a joke as well as the next... but enough was too much." "It's time to carry the issue to open warfare." "Why." "Lhe'd double that schoolmaster up... and lay him on a shelf in his own schoolhouse." "But this." "It seemed." "was easier said than done." "No doubt of it." "this was Ichabod's lucky day." "It was evident the schoolmaster... was indeed a man of hidden talents... a rival to be reckoned with." "Still." "Wars are neither won nor lost... with the first encounter." "The high-flying pedagogue might be brought to earth... for Brom Bones was never a man to cry quits." "It was upon the occasion... of her father's annual Halloween frolic... that Katrina again chose to stir the embers... of the smouldering rivalry." "Thus one invitation in particular... carried a most personal and provocative summons." "The worthy schoolmaster was in a transport of joy." "To him." "This could mean but one thing." "Icky, you sly old dog, you." "What is this strange power you have over women?" "Tonight's the night, boy." "Just tun on the old charm... and fair Katrina is yours for the asking." "So gaily bedecked and nobly mounted upon a horse... he had borrowed for the occasion..." "Ichabod issued forth like a knight errant of old... to keep a tryst with his lady fair." "In all the countryside... there was nothing to equal a merrymaking... at Mynheer Van Tassel's farm." "To Ichabod." "Lhere was a perfect field for his endeavours." "Now." "Indeed." "Would he put his best foot forward... for beyond all his other talents... the schoolmaster prided himself upon his dancing." "The unhappy Brom." "already bested at every turn... saw himself once more outmatched." "For as he watched the posturing pedagogue... he was forced to admit that here... here was a flawless picture of ease and grace." "There was no doubt that Ichabod was the man of the hour." "Brom knew that he must concede his rival... still another victory." "And yet." "There was still a chance his time would come... for when the hour grew late..." "Van Tassel always called upon his guests... to tell him ghostly tales of Halloween." "And Brom knew there was no more firm believer... in spooks and goblins than Ichabod Crane." "Just gather 'round, and I'll elucidate... on what goes on outside when it gets late." "'Long about midnight the ghosts and banshees... they get together for their nightly jamborees." "There's things with hons and saucer eyes... and some with fangs about this size." " Some are fat." " And some are thin." "And some don't even wear their skin." "I'm telling you, brother." "It's a frightful sight... to see what goes on Halloween night." "# When the spooks have a midnight jamboree #" "# They break it up with fiendish glee #" "# Ghosts are bad." "but the one that's cursed #" "# Is the Headless Horseman." "and he's the worst #" "# That's right #" "# He's a fright on Halloween night #" "# When he goes a-joggin' 'cross the land #" "# Holdin' his noggin in his hand #" "# Demons take one look and groan #" "# And they hit the road for parts unknown #" "# Beware." "Take care." "he rides alone #" "# And there's no spook like a spook that's spurned #" "# They don't like him." "and he's really burnt #" "# He swears to the longest day he's dead #" "# He'll show them that he can get a head #" "# They say he's tired of his flaming' top #" "# He's got a yen to make a swap #" "# So he rides one night each year #" "# To find a head in the Hollow here #" "# Now." "Lhe likes 'em little." "he likes 'em big #" "# Parted in the middle or a wig #" "# Black or white or even red #" "# The Headless Horseman needs a head #" "# With a hip hip and a clippity clop #" "# He's out lookin' for a top to chop #" "# So don't stop to figure out a plan #" "# You can't reason with a headless man #" "Now, if you doubt this tale is so..." "I met that spook just a year ago." "Now, I didn't stop for a second look... but made for the bridge that spans the brook." "For once you cross that bridge, my friends..." "# The ghost is through." "his power ends #" "# So when you're ridin' home tonight #" "# Make for the bridge with all your might #" "# He'll be down in the Hollow there #" "# He needs your head Look out!" "Beware!" "#" "# With a hip hip and a clippity clop #" "# He's out lookin' for a head to swap #" "# So don't try to figure out a plan #" "# You can't reason with a headless man #" "It was the very witching hour of night... when Ichabod pursued his travel home." "The sky grew darker and darker... as one-by-one the stars winked out their lights... and driving clouds obscured the moon from sight." "Never had the schoolmaster felt so melancholy... so utterly alone." "And the nearer he approached the Hollow... the more dismal he became." "Once inside the murky glen..." "Ichabod's anxiety increased one hundredfold." "For now the forest seemed to close in behind him... and every small detail of Brom's awful story... returned to haunt his recollection." "Ichabod!" "Ichabod!" "Ichabod!" "Headless Horseman." "Headless Horseman." "Here he comes!" "Beware!" "Beware!" "Once you cross that bridge." "my friends... the ghost is through." "His power ends." "The next morning." "Ichabod's hat was found... and close beside it... a shattered pumpkin... but there was no trace of the schoolmaster." "It was shortly thereafter that Brom Bones... led the fair Katrina to the altar." "Now." "Rumours persisted that Ichabod was still alive... married to a wealthy widow in a distant county." "But of course the good Dutch settlers... refuse to believe such nonsense." "For they knew the schoolmaster... had been spirited away by the Headless Horseman." "# With a hip hip and a clippity clop #" "# He's out lookin' for a head to swap #" "# So don't try to figure out a plan #" "# You can't reason with a headless man #" "Man." "I'm getting outta here!"