The Little Mermaid

I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue

and it's hey to the starboard, heave-ho

look out, lad a mermaid be waiting for you

in mysterious fathoms below

isn't this great?

The salty sea air,

the wind blowing in your face.

A perfect day to be at sea.

Oh, yes. Delightful.

A fine strong wind and a following sea.

King triton must be in a friendly type mood.

- King triton? - Why, ruler of the merpeople, lad.

Thought every good sailor knew about him.

Merpeople.

Eric, pay no attention to this nautical nonsense.

But it ain't nonsense. It's the truth.

I'm tellin' ya! Down in the depths of the ocean they live! Oh!

Aah!

In mysterious fathoms below

His royal highness, king triton!

And presenting the distinguished court composer,

Horatio felonious ignacious crustaceous Sebastian!

Ooh! Whoa!

I'm really looking forward to this performance, Sebastian.

Your majesty!

This will be the finest concert I have ever conducted.

Your daughters, they will be spectacular!

Triton: Yes.

- And especially my little Ariel. - Yes, yes.

She has the most beautiful voice. Hmm?

If only she'd show up for rehearsals once in a while.

Ah, we are the daughters of triton

great father who loves us and named us well

aquata

andrina

arista, aftina

adella, Alana

and then there is the youngest in her musical debut

our seventh little sister we're presenting her to you

to sing a song Sebastian wrote her voice is like a bell

she's our sister Ari...

Ariel!

Flounder: Ariel, wait for me.

Flounder, hurry up.

You know I can't swim that fast.

There it is.

Ariel: Isn't it fantastic?

Yeah, sure. It's great. Now let's get out of here.

Oh! You're not getting cold fins now, are you?

Who, me? No way.

It's just... it... It looks damp in there. Yeah.

And I think I may be coming down with something.

Yeah, I got this cough.

All right. I'm going inside.

You can just stay here and watch for sharks.

Okay.

Yeah, you go. I'll stay and...

What? Sharks? Ariel!

Ariel, I can't... I mean...

Ariel, help!

- Oh, flounder. - Ariel.

Do you really think there might be sharks around here?

Ariel: Flounder, don't be such a guppy.

Flounder: I'm not a guppy.

This is great.

I mean, I really love this.

Excitement, adventure, danger lurking around every corner...

Ariel!

Oh, are you okay?

Yeah, sure. No problem. I'm okay.

Shh!

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh!

Have you ever seen anything so wonderful in your entire life?

Wow! Cool! But, uh, what is it?

Oh, I don't know, but I bet scuttle will.

What was that?

Did you hear something?

Hmm. I wonder what this one is.

- Ariel? - Ariel: Flounder, will you relax?

Nothing is going to happen.

Shark!

Shark! We're gonna die!

Oh, no!

You big bully!

Flounder, you really are a guppy.

Flounder: I am not.

Fourteen hundred and ninety-two

dah-de-dum Dee-do-do

rum-dim-dim Dee-do-Dee-do

Ariel: Scuttle!

Whoa!

Mermaid off the port bow!

Ariel, how you doin', kid?

Whoa, what a swim.

Scuttle, look what we found.

Yeah. We were in this sunken ship, and it was really creepy...

Human stuff, huh? Hey, let me see.

Oh! Oh! Look at this.

Wow. This is special. This is very, very unusual.

- What? What is it? - It's a dinglehopper.

Humans use these little babies

to straighten their hair out.

See? Just a little twirl here and a yank there and violee...

Ya got an aesthetically-pleasing configuration of hair

that humans go nuts over.

A dinglehopper.

What about that one? “Ah!

This I haven't seen in years. This is wonderful!

- A banded, bulbous snarfblatt. - Both: Oh!

Now, the snarfblatt dates back to prehistorical times

when humans used to sit around

and stare at each other all day.

Got very boring.

So, they invented this snarfblatt to make fine music.

Allow me.

Music!

- It's stuck! - Oh, the concert!

Oh, my gosh! My father's gonna kill me!

The concert was today?

Maybe you could make a little planter out of it or something.

I'm sorry! I gotta go!

Thank you, scuttle!

Scuttle: Any time, sweetie!

Any time.

Ursula: Yes, hurry home, Princess.

We wouldn't want to miss old daddy's celebration, now, would we?

Ha! Celebration, indeed. Oh, bah!

In my day, we had fantastical feasts,

when I lived in the palace.

And now look at me.

Wasted away to practically nothing.

Banished and exiled and practically starving,

while he and his flimsy fish folk celebrate.

Well, I'll give 'em something to celebrate soon enough.

Flotsam! Jetsam!

I want you to keep an extra close watch on this pretty little daughter of his.

She may be the key to triton's undoing.

I just don't know what we're going to do with you, young lady.

Daddy, I'm sorry. I just forgot.

As a result of your careless behavior...

The entire celebration was, uh...

Well, it was ruined! That's all! Completely destroyed!

This concert was to be the pinnacle of my distinguished career.

Now, thanks to you, I am the laughingstock of the entire kingdom!

But it wasn't her fault.

Uh, oh, first, uh, the shark chased us.

Yeah, yeah. And we tried to... But we couldn't, and he...

And... and we... whoa!

And then we were safe.

But then this seagull came, and it was, "this is this, and that is that, and..."

Seagull?

Triton: What? Oh!

You went up to the surface again, didn't you?

- Didn't you? - Nothing happened.

Ariel, how many times must we go through this?

You could have been seen by one of those barbarians,

by one of those humans!

- Daddy, they're not barbarians. - They are dangerous.

Do you think I want to see my youngest daughter

snared by some fish-eater's hook?

I'm 16 years old. I'm not a child anymore.

Don't you take that tone of voice with me, young lady!

As long as you live under my ocean, you'll obey my rules!

- But if you would just listen... - Not another word!

And I am never, never to hear of you going to the surface again!

Is that clear?

Hmph! Teenagers.

They think they know everything.

You give them an inch, they swim all over you.

Do you think I was too hard on her?

Definitely not.

Why, if Ariel was my daughter, I'd show her who was boss.

None of this flitting to the surface and other such nonsense.

No, sir. I'd keep her under tight control.

- You're absolutely right, Sebastian. - Of course.

- Ariel needs constant supervision. - Constant.

Someone to watch over her, to keep her out of trouble.

All the time.

And you are just the crab to do it.

Sebastian: How do I get myself into these situations?

I should be writing symphonies,

not tagging along after some headstrong teenager.

Hmm? What is that girl up to?

Huh?

Ariel, are you okay?

Ariel: If only I could make him understand.

I just don't see things the way he does.

I don't see how a world that makes such wonderful things

could be bad.

Look at this stuff isn't it neat?

Wouldn't ya think my collection's complete?

Wouldn't ya think I'm the girl

the girl who has everything?

Look at this trove treasures untold

how many wonders can one cavern hold?

Lookin" around here you'd think

sure, she's got everything

I've got gadgets and gizmos aplenty

I've got whozits and whatzits galore

you want thingamabobs I got 20