Ewoks!
We're the Ewoks, raggedy Ewoks
Living in the tall trees
Living in the spiral
Dancing in the forest
On the moon of Endor
Ewoks all together
And we're having fun
Friends together
Friends forever
Ewoks
(SPEAKING EWOKESE)
We're careless, little Ewoks
We like adventure
Helping friends in danger
Out in the forest
Sharing in the magic
On the moon of Endor
Ewoks all together
And we're having fun
Friends together
Friends forever
Ewoks
We're the Ewoks, yeah
(SPEAKING EWOKESE)
MOM: Wicket,
did you make your hammock yet?
Yes, Mom. There. Yow!
Great. Stuck inside doing chores again.
(EWOKS YELLING OUTSIDE)
I should be out there with the warriors.
Wicket? Wait a minute.
Did you stack the firewood?
It's done, Mom.
MOM: Uh-huh.
-Well, bye, Mom.
-Not so fast.
You were supposed to peel some berries
for the harvest festival.
-Ah Mom, that's kids' work.
-That's why I'm asking you.
And when you're done with this,
I need some gourds washed.
That does it. I'm moving out.
-Is that so?
-I'm not a kid anymore, you know.
-Uh-huh? Better take a scarf.
-Uh, thanks.
You know, it'll take a million munyips
to drag me back to this place.
(SIGHS)
A million munyips.
I wonder if he'll stay out in the forest
longer than his brothers did.
TEEBO: Wicket!
Is it true? Are you really moving out?
Yeah, my mom's always
telling me what to do.
So is mine.
-And always treating me like a kid.
-So is mine.
And never letting me
go outside when I want to.
So does mine. Hey, wait up.
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)
-What's that?
-My stuff.
WICKET: Yeah, we'll show them.
We can live on our own.
There's an old tree fort around here.
It will be perfect for our new home.
Is this it? It's a mess.
All it needs is a little work.
Come on, we'll fix it up.
VOICE: Intruders.
They won't stay long. (LAUGHING)
(HAMMERING)
Where's that peg?
-Teebo.
-Coming up.
-Hurry up with that board.
-Here you go, Wicket.
Not that board. The other one.
Whoa!
(CRASHES)
Teebo, can't you do anything right?
This is more work than I did at home.
Well, if you don't like
the way it's going, you take over.
(STRAINING)
No, no, Wicket, I like a tight hammock.
-Tighter.
-You're worse than my mother.
TEEBO: Do you have something to say,
Wicket?
It's as tight as it's gonna get.
Try it, Teebo.
Okay.
(YELLING) Whoa!
KNEESAA: Hi, guys.
We came to see how you were doing.
Ready to admit defeat yet?
-Latara.
-Defeat? Ha! We love it on our own.
Well, since you won't be back
for the harvest festival tonight,
we brought you something.
Thanks, but we're cooking
for our own harvest festival.
Is that what I smell?
(GASPS)
(LAUGHING)
Ouch!
I hope that wasn't your dinner.
Not only that, it was all the food we had.
(LATARA LAUGHS)
Yeah, well, I'd rather eat burnt stew
than anything you cooked up.
Fine, then you won't be needing this.
-Mmm. It's good, Latara.
-WICKET: Teebo!
Come home with us, Wicket.
Forget about Latara.
Never. A million munyips
couldn't drag me back to that place.
Let's go, Kneesaa.
Once it's dark, they'll come running home
scared of all the night creatures.
Night creatures?
Gee, Wicket, maybe we should go back.
Ah, Latara is just trying to scare us.
You go find some dinner,
I'll clean up here.
Everything will be fine. Trust me.
(THUNDER CRASHES)
(SHRIEKING)
-What was that?
-Wicket, I'm back!
Hey, I just cleaned up.
We're going to play a game of Trok.
You want to join us?
What about dinner?
You were supposed to get something to eat.
I did. The Kagles just made me tobo leaves
jing-jang berries, fried mahuga.
What about me?
Oh, you wanted dinner too?
Well, we have this left.
Thanks.
It sure is nice to have neighbors again.
Yeah, I'm surprised the Shrieks
let you stay here.
The Shrieks? Who... Who are they?
You know, those evil forest spirits
who live here.
Gee, I've never even heard of the Shrieks.
(ALL GASP)
You mean the Shrieks
didn't give you permission to stay here?
No.
-Bye.
-Bye.
Hey!
Wicket, I'm scared. Let's go home.
Yeah. Maybe living on your own
isn't all it's cracked up to be.
I knew you'd come running home.
(IN SING-SONG VOICE)
I told you, I told you
We told you, we told you
We told you
Teebo, if we leave,
we'll be the laughing stock
of the village.
We'll just have to handle
the Shrieks ourselves.
(SHRIEKING)
It's the Shrieks. They've come to get us.
Teebo, calm down.
Nothing will get in here
with all these traps.
(SHRIEKING)
TEEBO: They're here.
(WICKET SHUSHING)
(ALL GRUNTING)
TEEBO: I got it, I got it! It's got me!
Kvark.
(SHRIEKING)
There they go. Come on.
BOTH: Whoa!
Will you get down from there?
Whoops!
(SHRIEKING)
The voices are coming
from inside the tree.
We're not going in there, are we?
Whoa!
(SHRIEKING LAUGHTER)
WICKET: Teebo, in there.
(RATS SQUEAKING)
(SHRIEKING)
(TEEBO SCREAMS)
VOICE: This is your last chance before
we destroy you.
Come on, Wicket. Let's not be impolite.
Hm.
I've got an idea.
Give me your magic pouch.
Okay.
VOICE: This is your last warning
before certain doom.
(SNEEZING)
Grab him.
Whoa!
We got one.
Surrender, Shrieks,
or your friend gets it.
There's nobody else here.
It's just me, Larry.
-Larry?
-Larry?
You can't fool us. We heard the others.
That was just me and my voice roots.
I just yell through them.
(SHRIEKING LAUGHTER)
-And it sounds like a whole army of...
-Shrieks.
-But why did you scare us?
-Because you were in my tree.
Your tree?
Yeah. I've been here all alone
ever since I ran away from home as a kid.
After a few years, I got homesick,
but when I went back, everyone had moved.
You mean they left you?
Yeah. I told them it would take
a million munyips to drag me back home.
So they left without me.
A million munyips, huh?
Teebo, you think it's too late
to make the harvest festival?
-Not if we hurry.
-Come on.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Boy, I never realized
how much I miss everybody.
I'm sure glad to be back, Mom.
Things wouldn't have been
the same without you, Wicket.
Glad to have me back, Latara? Whoa!
Real glad.
(LARRY SLURPING)
Wicket, do you think
your friend is getting enough to eat?
That's good, yeah. (BURPS) Pardon me.
Are you gonna eat this?
Pass the berries over.
Just... Just... The bowl of berries.
Thanks. That looks good.
This is some spread.
-I've never been to a party like this.
-WICKET: Oh, yeah.
(WICKET LAUGHS)
SLUGGA: My son, Prince Vork,
must marry a princess.
One of wealth, breeding and wealth.
Gorphs, bring in the candidates.
Yes, Queen Slugga.
The princess of the Mudgub tribe.
I like her, Ma. I like her.
Ach! Much too common. Into the pit.
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS)
The princess of the Titterbugs.
(GIGGLING)
Oh! I like her, Ma.
No, no, not good enough.
(SIGHS)
Don't fret, Vorky love.
I know where we'll get a princess for you.
The Ewok tribe.
-Go, bring me an Ewok princess.
-Yes, Queen Slugga.
Work, work, work. That's all I ever do.
(LAUGHING)
Oh, let go, you little bark-eaters.
Whoa!
(SCREAMS)
(LAUGHING)
Oh!
Kvark.
Hi, Latara. What are you doing?
Slaving away as usual.
I wish I were a princess
like you, Kneesaa.
Then I'd never have to do chores.
But, Latara, I do chores.
Training to lead the tribe one day
is a big responsibility.
It's not the same.
If only I were princess for just one day.
Hm. Just one day, huh? Okay, Latara.
Then she'll see it's not as easy
as it looks.
(NEIGHS)
Ta-da!
(GRUNTS)
Kneesaa, this is the worst idea
you've ever had.
Now, Wicket, you promised to go along
if I gave you my pearl of patience
for your belt of honor.
Saddle my mount, peasants.
I'm off on a tour of my royal domain.
Peasants, huh?
-Wicket.
-Okay, Latara.
That's Princess Latara.
Now, hurry it up.
(GRUNTING)
Forward, beast.
Oh, anarchy, huh?
Well, maybe this blumfruit tart
will change your mind.
Whoa! Oh!
Not so fast!
Whoa!
Baga! Gangway, peasants!
Oh no! The well!
Stop, Baga!
Unforward!
(NEIGHS)
Yow!
-Oh, I'm a mess.
-Latara?
(LAUGHING)
Well, you're the best looking mess
I've ever seen.
I'm still going to take a tour
of my domain, and you're going to help.
(GRUNTING)
Faster, servants, faster.
I'll make it go faster by tossing out
this dead weight.
Wicket, obey Princess Latara.
Kvark.
Princess Latara?
Oh boy, an Ewok princess for Queen Slugga.
Ah, this is the only way to travel.
(SIGHS) We've come far enough.
Now take me back.
That does it.
LATARA: Whoa!
Kneesaa can keep her pearl of patience
for all I care.
What do you mean?
I only took orders from you
as a favor to Kneesaa.
You did?
Kneesaa didn't have to bribe me, Latara.
I still like you,
no matter how nasty you are.
What?
(CRYING)
Who needs those lurdos?
I can be a princess without them.
-Grab her, grab her!
-Don't let her get away!
Oh no! (SCREAMS)
We got an Ewok princess for Queen Slugga.
(LAUGHING)
Help!
Oh, help!
What a darling little Ewok princess.
Oh no! (SCREAMS)
She will be a perfect bride
for you, Vorky.
Bride?
Of course. Once you marry my son,
our two tribes will unite
with me as ruler.
I like her, Ma. I like her a lot.
Yech!
I hate to disappoint you,
but I'm really only a common peasant,
and not a princess at all.
Well, then, fine. Got to go, bye.
Oh!
SLUGGA: Into the pit with you, imposter.
Wait! I was only kidding!
My daddy, the chief,
is always happy to get new warts...
I mean, new blood into the tribe.
The wedding will take place immediately.
Oh!
It's a piece of Latara's cape.
And these tracks lead over to that grotto.
Come on, guys. We got to find her.
(SCREECHING)
Look out!
ALL: Whoa!
Listen. Intruders.
-Someone's coming.
-Quick, in here.
Huh?
No-one. Come on, back to the wedding.
Wedding? What do they mean?
We better follow them and find out.
Oh! Wait for me.
Teebo.
I'm too young to get married.
Besides, I've always believed
in long engagements.
Look, there's Latara.
And she's about to get married.
This calls for a brilliant escape plan.
Okay, Kneesaa, you and Teebo distract them
while I swing down and pluck Latara out
from under their warty little noses.
How does that sound? (GASPS)
Oh, well, I guess we can always improvise.
Dangar!
Ow!
Ow! Ow!
Hurry.
Trust me, this is a big mistake.
-Latara, up here.
-Kneesaa.
Now, there's a real princess.
I'll get her for you.
Oh!
Gee, thanks, Latara.
Sorry, Kneesaa, but it was me or you.
Ewoks. Get them!
(ALL YELLING)
Follow me.
(SCREAMS)
SLUGGA: In here!
LATARA: It's Queen Slugga!
-How do we get out?
-Just follow me.
Kvark.
They must not escape.
We're saved. The ramp.
(PANTING)
It's too slippery.
SLUGGA: Ah-ha!
We have them now.
-What will we do?
-WICKET: Watch.
-Take this, Queen Slugga.
-No, not my crown.
Huh? (YELLING)
(ALL YELLING)
VORK: Gee, Ma,
does this mean the wedding's off?
I'm sorry I was so selfish and spoiled.
Starting tomorrow, I'm leaving
all this princess business to Kneesaa.
See, I told you
she'd get it out of her system.
But I still have a few hours left
as princess.
So, how about carrying me back
to the village?
ALL: Latara!
Uh, make that halfway back.
A third of the way? Six inches, maybe?
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)