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Hi. My name's Wilbur. Anyone want to play? Anyone?

haɪ. maɪ neɪmz ˈwɪlbər. ˈɛniˌwən wɔnt tɪ pleɪ? ˈɛniˌwən?

It's raining, you know. And you know what you get with rain?

ɪts ˈreɪnɪŋ, ju noʊ. ənd ju noʊ wət ju gɪt wɪθ reɪn?

Lightning. Typhoons. Cholera. Dysentery. Frizzy hair. That sad feeling.

ˈlaɪtnɪŋ. ˌtaɪˈfunz. ˈkɑlərə. ˈdɪsənˌtɛri. frizzy hɛr. ðət sæd ˈfilɪŋ.

No, mud!

noʊ, məd!

What the heck is he doing now?

wət ðə hɛk ɪz hi duɪŋ naʊ?

Hey, come on. You want to join me? Come on! Let's go!

heɪ, kəm ɔn. ju wɔnt tɪ ʤɔɪn mi? kəm ɔn! lɛts goʊ!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

lɛts goʊ, lɛts goʊ, lɛts goʊ!

Let's not. How many times must I tell you? Just because we're sheep, it doesn't mean we have to follow. Think for yourselves.

lɛts nɑt. haʊ ˈmɛni taɪmz məst aɪ tɛl ju? ʤɪst bɪˈkəz wɪr ʃip, ɪt ˈdəzənt min wi hæv tɪ ˈfɑloʊ. θɪŋk fər ˈjɔrsɛlvz.

Yourselves. Quite right! Myself.

ˈjɔrsɛlvz. kwaɪt raɪt! ˌmaɪˈsɛlf.

Hey, kid, this is a barn. We don't play, we work. Some of us, anyway.

heɪ, kɪd, ðɪs ɪz ə bɑrn. wi doʊnt pleɪ, wi wərk. səm əv ˈjuˈɛs, ˈɛniˌweɪ.

"Some of us"? Are you implying, Ike, that we don't work? Because we work bloody hard, thank you!

"səm əv ˈjuˈɛs"? ər ju ˌɪmˈplaɪɪŋ, aɪk, ðət wi doʊnt wərk? bɪˈkəz wi wərk ˈblədi hɑrd, θæŋk ju!

Hard? You grow hair!

hɑrd? ju groʊ hɛr!

They’re at it again.

they’re æt ɪt əˈgɛn.

It's really slippery. That's the fun part!

ɪts ˈrɪli sˈlɪpəri. ðæts ðə fən pɑrt!

Little itty-bitty pig, could you come here, please? You said your name is Wilbur, right?

ˈlɪtəl ˌɪtiˈbɪti pɪg, kʊd ju kəm hir, pliz? ju sɛd jʊr neɪm ɪz ˈwɪlbər, raɪt?

That's right. What's your name?

ðæts raɪt. wəts jʊr neɪm?

Gussy.

ˈgəsi.

Gussy? Great name!

ˈgəsi? greɪt neɪm!

Thank you, Wilbur. Now, you're so cute and pink, but you're wasting your time. These animals won't play.

θæŋk ju, ˈwɪlbər. naʊ, jʊr soʊ kjut ənd pɪŋk, bət jʊr ˈweɪstɪŋ jʊr taɪm. ðiz ˈænəməlz woʊnt pleɪ.

What about you?

wət əˈbaʊt ju?

Me? Well, I have to stay on my eggs.

mi? wɛl, aɪ hæv tɪ steɪ ɔn maɪ ɛgz.

Oh, wow! Look at that!

oʊ, waʊ! lʊk æt ðət!

Otherwise, of course, I'd love to play.

ˈəðərˌwaɪz, əv kɔrs, aɪd ləv tɪ pleɪ.

So, why can't you play?

soʊ, waɪ kænt ju pleɪ?

Because what's good for the goose is good for the gander.

bɪˈkəz wəts gʊd fər ðə gus ɪz gʊd fər ðə ˈgændər.

What about the rest of you? Don't any of you like to play?

wət əˈbaʊt ðə rɛst əv ju? doʊnt ˈɛni əv ju laɪk tɪ pleɪ?

Can't play on three empty stomachs.

kænt pleɪ ɔn θri ˈɛmti ˈstəməks.

Well, for us there's this whole smell-of-wet-wool business. Ghastly!

wɛl, fər ˈjuˈɛs ðɛrz ðɪs hoʊl smell-of-wet-wool ˈbɪznɪs. ˈgæstli!

See? I'm afraid it's just not a play kind of place.

si? əm əˈfreɪd ɪts ʤɪst nɑt ə pleɪ kaɪnd əv pleɪs.

But you're all friends, right?

bət jʊr ɔl frɛndz, raɪt?

Oh, sure. We've been here together our whole lives.

oʊ, ʃʊr. wiv bɪn hir təˈgɛðər ɑr hoʊl lɪvz.

I'm not so sure being in the same place is the same as being friends.

əm nɑt soʊ ʃʊr biɪŋ ɪn ðə seɪm pleɪs ɪz ðə seɪm ɛz biɪŋ frɛndz.