Babe

Synopsis: Gentle farmer Arthur Hoggett wins a piglet named Babe at a county fair. Narrowly escaping his fate as Christmas dinner when Farmer Hoggett decides to show him at the next fair, Babe bonds with motherly border collie Fly and discovers that he too can herd sheep. But will the other farm animals, including Fly's jealous husband Rex, accept a pig who doesn't conform to the farm's social hierarchy?
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Family
Director(s): Chris Noonan
Production: Universal Pictures
  Won 1 Oscar. Another 18 wins & 23 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.8
Metacritic:
83
Rotten Tomatoes:
97%
G
Year:
1995
91 min
99 Views

This is a tale about

an unprejudiced heart...

and how it changed our valley forever.

There was a time not so long ago...

when pigs were afforded no

respect except by other pigs.

They lived their whole lives

in a cruel and sunless world.

In those days, pigs believed that

the sooner they grew large and fat,

the sooner they'd be

taken into pig paradise.

- Haa! Haa! Get up!

- A place so wonderful...

- that no pig had ever thought to come back.

- Yo! Yeah!

Good-bye, Mom.

So when the day came for their parents to

go to that other world of endless pleasures,

it was not a time for

young pigs to be sad.

Just another step towards the day

when they, too, would make the journey.

Perhaps it was because he was alone.

Perhaps his sadness

made him easier to catch.

Whatever the reason, of the thousands

of animals in the piggery that day...

only one was chosen.

- How's this one, Harry?

- Just right for the purpose.

- How much do I owe you?

- It's a runt, Harry. A worthless, little runt.

You're too modest, Esme Hoggett.

Nine out of ten first prizes

for jams and jellies...

is more than a matter of luck.

Luck still plays its part. Our

berries were wickedly good this year.

And our water is very tasty too.

Of course, we don't use the town water.

Arthur Hoggett! How's it going, Arthur?

How are those sheep of

yours? Come on, try your luck.

How about taking a guess,

Arthur? All for a good cause.

- Don't keep pigs.

- Christmas day. Think of it. What a feast!

That'll do, Pig.

The pig and the farmer

regarded each other.

And for a fleeting moment,

something passed between them.

- A faint sense of some common destiny.

- Hah. Strange.

First time the little thing

hasn't screamed its head off.

Now you'll have to have a guess.

Sixteen pounds, five-

Eew.

Two ounces.

Hooey! Hoggett!

Hooey! Hoggett!

Thanks, Arthur. We'll be

weighing the little pig tomorrow.

We'll phone you if you win.

When you win, Arthur. When you win!

Care to guess the pig's weight, sir?

Support the Lion's Club.

Ooh!

What could we do with

a pig, eh, Duchess?

Just think. Two nice

hams. Two sides of bacon.

Oh, and pork chops, kidney,

liver, chitlins, pickle his feet.

- Save his blood for black

puddin'. There's the telephone.

Hoggett!

Good news, Arthur. You've won the pig.

Oh.

Pigs are definitely stupid.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

- What is it, Mom?

- That's a pig.

- They'll eat him when he's big.

- Will they eat us?

Good heavens, no! The bosses

only eat stupid animals...

like sheep and ducks and chickens.

Yea!

It does look stupid, Mom.

Not as stupid as sheep, mind you.

But pigs are definitely stupid.

Excuse me. No, we're not.

- Good heavens! Who are you?

- I'm a Large White.

- Yes, that's your breed, dear. What's your name?

- I don't know.

What did your mother call you to tell

you apart from your brothers and sisters?

Our mom called us all the same.

And what was that, dear?

She called us all Babe.

Perhaps we shouldn't talk

too much about, uh, family.

I want my mom.

There, there. You've got

to be a brave boy now.

I left my mother when I was your age,

and my pups will have to leave me soon.

But I'll keep an eye on you, if you

like, just 'til you find your feet.

The little pig's a bit low.

He's going to sleep with us...

just 'til he finds his feet.

Until he finds his feet.

But, Mom, he'll wet the bed!

Nonsense!

If you do want to do anything,

you'll go outside, won't you?

Good boy.

Yea!

Yeah! Yeah! Stomp on him!

What's your name, Pig?

- What does he taste like?

- Where did he come from?

Comin' through! Hey, get lost!

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