Edgar Bergen: Yes, the voice of this golden harp cast a magic spell of joy and prosperity over the valley, but it was too good to last.
Charlie McCarthy: I knew there was a catch in it.
Edgar Bergen: For one day.
Charlie McCarthy: They built a school house.
Edgar Bergen: No, no.
Jiminy Cricket: Now, some folks like the heavy stuff with titles five feet wide. Not me, I'm always out for fun. I like the lighter side, yes, sir.
Jiminy Cricket: Three is a crowd, they say, so I'll drop back another day.
Edgar Bergen: The fields of golden corn turned to dust.
Charlie McCarthy: Kerplop.
Edgar Bergen: The laughing brook flowed no more. To think that this was once Happy Valley.
Charlie McCarthy: Now it's Gruesome Gulch.
Edgar Bergen: To think that this was once Happy Valley.
Charlie McCarthy: Now it's Gruesome Gulch.
Edgar Bergen: Days pass, weeks pass.
Charlie McCarthy: I pass. You deal.
Mickey Mouse: How'd you get here?
Singing Harp: I was kidnapped by that wicked giant.
Mickey Mouse: Oh. What? A giant?
Mortimer Snerd: A giant?
Luana Patten: A giant?
Jiminy Cricket: A giant?
Edgar Bergen: Bigger than forty men.
Mortimer Snerd: Oh, no.
Edgar Bergen: An ogre who had the power to turn himself into anything, man or beast.
Jiminy Cricket: That calls for a drink.
Edgar Bergen: Now it was called Happy Valley because everyone who lived there was happy.
Charlie McCarthy: No! Well, there's a hunk of logic for you.
Willie the Giant: Pot roast! Chocolate pot roast, with stispacio... with dismashnee... with dismash... with green gravy.
Charlie McCarthy: Well, Donald may be nuts, but he's got the right idea. Kill the cow.
Luana Patten: Oh, no, Charlie! The cow was their best friend.
Charlie McCarthy: Well, a friend in need is a friend indeed.
Edgar Bergen: So what?
Charlie McCarthy: So, they need some steak.
Mortimer Snerd: No! If you're gonna kill the cow, I don't wanna hear the rest of the story.
Ophelia: Well, good night, Luana.
Luana Patten: Good night, Ophelia.
Ophelia: Bonne nuit, Mortimer.
Mortimer Snerd: Uh... ma'am?
Ophelia: Bonne nuit.
Mortimer Snerd: Oh, yes, ma'am. Yeah, yeah. Bunny. Uh bunny, bunny wee, bunny wee. Bun-Uh... uh, I don't know no bunny wee.
Luana Patten: What happened to all the people?
Edgar Bergen: Well, suppose we look in on these humble peasants.
Mortimer Snerd: Is that a peasant?
Charlie McCarthy: That's a cow, stupid.
Luana Patten: Well, at least they had milk.
Edgar Bergen: Well, she used to be a good milker, but now.
Charlie McCarthy: She's an udder failure.
Narrator: This is the story of three bears.
Jiminy Cricket: Yeah, I know. The mama bear, the papa bear, and the itsy-bitsy baby bear.
Narrator: Oh, but it's not the story you expect.
Edgar Bergen: Things look pretty dark for our heroes.
Charlie McCarthy: Looks like their goose is cooked.
Edgar Bergen: No. There's still a chance. Don't forget, there's still the magic harp. She knows the giant's weakness.
Charlie McCarthy: She could be my weakness.
Edgar Bergen: If it were one man and three beans... But, no. One bean and three men.
Charlie McCarthy: Well, at least there are no bones in it.
Edgar Bergen: Are you listening, Mortimer?
Mortimer Snerd: Uh... Happy Valley?
Edgar Bergen: That's right, yes. Now, just try to imagine it. Can't you just close your eyes and see it?
Mortimer Snerd: Well, I can't see very good with my eyes closed. My eyelids get in the way.
Edgar Bergen: Well, you create a picture in your mind's eye.
Mortimer Snerd: Oh.
Charlie McCarthy: That's not easy for him. His mind gets in the way.
Edgar Bergen: Once upon a time, long long ago.
Charlie McCarthy: Funny, nothing ever happens nowadays.
Edgar Bergen: Just look at that miserable creature. Doggedly struggling to maintain life. A gaunt, lean bag of bones and feathers. Truly a picture of despair. But Donald doesn't whimper. Donald doesn't give up.
Donald Duck: Shut up! I can't stand it.
Lexi Lopez: But why did the giant want to steal the harp?
Edgar Bergen: Because he was cruel and selfish. He didn't care what happened to the valley. He just wanted someone to sing him to sleep.
Mortimer Snerd: Well, why didn't he turn on the radio?
Edgar Bergen: Well, they didn't have radios in those days.
Charlie McCarthy: Yeah. That's why they called it Happy Valley.
