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Envoyer des images sur raspberry via SCP

    16 janvier 2023 à 10:58:09

    Bonjour, pour un projet de Term STI2D je dois héberger une page internet sur une raspberry (Je m'occupe juste de l'hébergement et pas du site en lui même).

    Je communique avec la raspberry depuis un PC sous linux avec un ssh

    J'ai réussi a mettre l'HTML, le JS et le CSS sur ma raspberry, il me manque plus que les images. J'ai les images sur mon PC, et pour utiliser le scp je vais directement sur le fichier et je fais "copier l'emplacement". j'entre ensuite cette commande :

    sudo scp /home/k2110/Téléchargements/site_lowtech/img/icon_site.png pi@10.160.210.1: /var/www/html/img


    et c'est la que les problèmes apparaissent.

    le pc me renvoie 2 choses, d'abord :

    cp: impossible d'évaluer '/home/k2110/Téléchargements/site_lowtech/img/icon_site.png': Aucun fichier ou dossier de ce type

    et ensuite, après avoir demandé le mdp de l'utilisateur raspberry il me met:

    scp: .: not a regular file

    et bien sûr, le fichier "img" sur raspberry reste vide...

    et en cherchant un peu sur internet je n'ai rien trouvé de concluant.

    Si vous avez besoin de plus d'informations dites moi, je devrais pouvoir rester en ligne jusqu'a midi, et je reprend mon projet mercredi



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    Edité par SigmAlpaga 16 janvier 2023 à 11:03:02

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     {Man} Once upon a time there was a lovely princess.
    
    But she had an enchantment upon her of a fearful sort which could only 
    
    be broken by love's first kiss.
    
    She was locked away in a castle guarded by a terrible fire-breathing 
    
    dragon.
    
    Many brave knigts had attempted to free her from this dreadful prison, 
    
    but non prevailed.
    
    She waited in the dragon's keep in the highest room of the tallest 
    
    tower for her true love and true love's first kiss.
    
    {Laughing} 
    
    Like that's ever gonna happen.
    
    {Paper Rusting, Toilet Flushes}
    
    What a load of - 
    
    
    
    Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
    
    I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
    
    She was lookin' kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
    
    In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
    
    The years start comin' and they don't stop comin'
    
    Fed to the rules and hit the ground runnin'
    
    Didn't make sense not to live for fun
    
    Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
    
    So much to do so much to see
    
    So what's wrong with takin' the backstreets
    
    You'll never know if you don't go
    
    You'll never shine if you don't glow
    
    Hey, now You're an all-star
    
    Get your game on, go play
    
    Hey, now You're a rock star
    
    Get the show on, get paid
    
    And all that glitters is gold
    
    Only shootin' stars break the mold
    
    It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
    
    You're bundled up now but wait till you get older
    
    But the meteor men beg to differ
    
    Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
    
    The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin
    
    The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
    
    My world's on fire
    
    How 'bout yours
    
    That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored
    
    Hey, now, you're an all-star
    
    {Shouting}
    
    Get your game on, go play
    
    Hey, now You're a rock star
    
    Get the show on, get paid
    
    And all that glitters is gold
    
    Only shootin' stars break the mold
    
    {Belches}
    
    Go!
    
    Go!
    
    {Record Scratching}
    
    Go. Go.Go.
    
    Hey, now, you're an all-star
    
    Get your game on, go play
    
    Hey, now You're a rock star
    
    Get the show on, get paid
    
    And all that glitters is gold
    
    Only shootin' stars break the mold
    
    
    
    -Think it's in there?
    
    -All right. Let's get it!
    
    -Whoa. Hold on. Do you know what that thing can do to you?
    
    -Yeah, it'll grind your bones for it's bread.
    
    {Laughs}
    
    -Yes, well, actually, that would be a gaint.
    
    Now, ogres - - They're much worse.
    
    They'll make a suit from your freshly peeled skin.
    
    -No!
    
    -They'll shave your liver. Squeeze the jelly from your eyes!
    
    Actually, it's quite good on toast.
    
    -Back! Back, beast! Back! I warn ya!
    
    {Gasping}
    
    -Right.
    
    {Roaring}
    
    {Shouting}
    
    {Roaring}
    
    {Whispers} This is the part where you run away.
    
    {Gasping}
    
    {Laughs}
    
    {Laughing} And stay out!
    
    "Wanted. Fairy tale creatures."
    
    {Sighs}
    
    {Man's voice} All right. This one's full.
    
    -Take it away!
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -Move it along. Come on! Get up!
    
    -Next!
    
    -Give me that! Your fiying days are over.
    
    That's 20 pieces of silver for the witch. Next!
    
    -Get up! Come on!
    
    -Twenty pieces.
    
    {Thudding}
    
    -Sit down there!
    
    -Keep quiet!
    
    {Crying}
    
    -This cage is too small.
    
    -Please, don't turn me in. I'll never be stubborn again.
    
    I can change. Please! Give me another chance!
    
    -Oh, shut up.
    
    -Oh!
    
    -Next!
    
    -What have you got?
    
    -This little wooden puppet.
    
    -I'm not a puppet. I'm a real boy.
    
    -Five shillings for the possessed toy. Take it away.
    
    -Father, please! Don't let them do this!
    
    -Help me!
    
    -Next! What have you got?
    
    -Well, I've got a talking donkey.
    
    {Grunts}
    
    -Right. Well, that's good for ten shillings, if you can prove it.
    
    -Oh, go ahead, little fella.
    
    -Well?
    
    -Oh, oh, he's just - - He's just a little nervous.
    
    He's really quite a chatterbox. Talk, you boneheaded dolt - -
    
    -That's it. I've heard enough. Guards!
    
    -No, no, he talks! He does. I can talk. I love to talk.
    
    I'm the talkingest damn thing you ever saw.
    
    -Get her out of my sight.
    
    -No, no! I swear! Oh! He can talk!
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -Hey! I can fly!
    
    -He can fly!
    
    -He can fly!
    
    -He can talk!
    
    -Ha, ha! That's right, fool! Now I'm a flying, talking donkey.
    
    You might have seen a housefly, maybe even a superfly
    
    but I bet you ain't never seen a donkey fly. Ha, ha!
    
    Oh-oh.
    
    {Grunts}
    
    -Seize him!
    
    -After him! He's getting away!
    
    {Grunts, Gasps}
    
    {Man}
    
    -Get him! This way! Turn!
    
    -You there. Orge!
    
    -Aye?
    
    -By the order of Lord Farquaad I am authorized to place you both under 
    
    arrest
    
    and transport you to a designated..... resettlement facility.
    
    -Oh, really? You and what army?
    
    {Gasps, Whimpering}
    
    {Chuckles}
    
    -Can I say something to you?
    
    -Listen, you was really, really, really somethin' back here. 
    
    Incredible!
    
    Are you talkin' to - - me? Whoa!
    
    -Yes. I was talkin' to you. Can I tell you that you that you was great 
    
    back here? Those guards!
    
    They thought they was all of that. Then you showed up, and bam! They 
    
    was trippin' over themselves like babes in the woods. That really made 
    
    me feel good to see that.
    
    -Oh, that's great. Really.
    
    -Man, it's good to be free.
    
    -Now, why don't you go celebrate your freedom with your own friends? 
    
    Hmm?
    
    -But, uh, I don't have any friends. And I'm not goin' out there by 
    
    myself. Hey, wait a minute! I got a great idea! I'll stick with you. 
    
    You're mean, green, fightin' machine. Together we'll scare the spit 
    
    out of anybody that crosses us.
    
    {Roaring}
    
    -Oh, wow! That was really scary. If you don't mind me sayin', if that 
    
    don't work, your breath certainly will get the job done, 'cause you 
    
    definitely need some Tic Tacs or something, 'cause you breath stinks!
    
    You almost burned the hair outta my nose, just like the time - - 
    
    {Mumbling}
    
    Than I ate some rotten berries. I had strong gases eking out of my 
    
    butt that day.
    
    -Why are you following me?
    
    -I'll tell you why. 
    
    
    
    'Cause I'm all alone
    
    There's no one here beside me
    
    My promlems have all gone
    
    There's no one to deride me
    
    But you gotta heve friends - - 
    
    
    
    -Stop singing! It's no wonder you don't have any friends.
    
    -Wow. Only a true friend would be that cruelly honest.
    
    -Listen, little donkey. Take a look at me. What am I?
    
    -Uh - - Really tall?
    
    -No! I'm an orge! You know. "Grab your torch and pitchforks." Doesn't 
    
    that bother you?
    
    -Nope.
    
    -Really?
    
    -Really, really.
    
    -Oh.
    
    -Man, I like you. What's you name?
    
    -Uh, Shrek.
    
    -Shrek? Well, you know what I like about you, Shrek?
    
    You got that kind of I-don't-care-what-nobody-thinks-of-me thing.
    
    I like that. I respect that, Shrek. You all right. Whoo! Look at that. 
    
    Who'd want to live in place like that?
    
    -That would be my home.
    
    -Oh! And it is lovely! Just beautiful. You know you are quite a 
    
    decorator. It's amazing what you've done with such a modest budget. I 
    
    like that boulder. That is a nice boulder.
    
    -I guess you don't entertain much, do you?
    
    -I like my privacy.
    
    -You know, I do too. That's another thing we have in common. Like I 
    
    hate it when you got somebody in your face. You've trying to give them 
    
    a hint, and they won't leave. There's that awkward silence.
    
    -Can I stay with you?
    
    -Uh, what?
    
    -Can I stay with you, please?
    
    -Of course!
    
    -Really?
    
    -No.
    
    -Please! I don't wanna go back there! You don't know what it's like to 
    
    be considered a freak. Well, maybe you do. But that's why we gotta 
    
    stick together. You gotta let me stay! Please! Please!
    
    -Okay! Okay! But one night only.
    
    -Ah! Thank you!
    
    -What are you - - No! No!
    
    -This is gonna be fun! We can stay up late, swappin' manly stories, 
    
    and in the mornin' I'm makin' waffles.
    
    -Oh!
    
    -Where do, uh, I sleep?
    
    -Outside!
    
    -Oh, well. I guess that's cool. I mean, I don't know you, and you 
    
    don't know me, so I guess outside is best, you know.
    
    {Sniffles}
    
    -Here I go.
    
    -Good night.
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -I mean, I do like the outdoors. I'm a donkey. I was born outside. 
    
    I'll just be sitting by myself outside, I guess, you know. By myself, 
    
    outside.
    
    
    
    I'm all alone
    
    There's no one here beside me
    
    {Bubbling}
    
    {Sighs}
    
    {Creaking}
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -I thought I told you to stay outside.
    
    -I'm outside.
    
    {Clattering}
    
    -Well, gents, it's a far cry from the farm, but what choice do we 
    
    have? 
    
    -It's not home, but it'll do just fune.
    
    -What a lovely bed.
    
    -Got ya.
    
    {Sniffs} I found some cheese.
    
    -Ow! {Grunts}
    
    -Blah! Awful stuff.
    
    -Is that you, Gorder?
    
    -How did you know?
    
    -Enough! What are you doing in my house?
    
    {Grunts}
    
    -Hey!
    
    {Snickers}
    
    -Oh, no, no, no. Dead broad off the table.
    
    -Where are we supposed to put her? The bed's taken.
    
    -Huh?
    
    {Gusps}
    
    {Male voice} What?
    
    -I live in a swamp. I put up signs. I'm a terrifying orge! What do I 
    
    have to do get a little privacy?
    
    -Aah!
    
    -Oh, no. No! No!
    
    {Cackling}
    
    -What?
    
    -Quit it.
    
    -Don't push.
    
    {Squeaking}
    
    {Lows}
    
    - What are you doing in my swamp?
    
    {Echoing}
    
    Swamp! Swamp! Swamp!
    
    {Gasping}
    
    -Oh, dear!
    
    -Whoa!
    
    -All right, get out of here. All of you, move it! Come on! Let's go! 
    
    Hapaya! Hapaya! Hey!
    
    -Quickly. Come on!
    
    -No, no! No, no. Not there. Not there.
    
    -Oh!
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -Hey, don't look at me. I didn't invite them.
    
    -Oh, gosh, no one invited us.
    
    -What?
    
    -We were forced to come here.
    
    -By who?
    
    -Lord Farquaad.
    
    -He huffed und he puffed und he...... signed an eviction notice.
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -All right. Who knows where this Farquaad guy is?
    
    {Murmuring}
    
    -Oh, I do. I know where he is.
    
    -Does anyone else know where to find him? Anyone at all?
    
    -Me! Me!
    
    -Anyone?
    
    -Oh! Oh, pick me! Oh, I know! I know! Me, me!
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -Okay, fine. Attention, all fairy tale things. Do not get comfortable. 
    
    Your welcome is officially worn out. In fact, I'm gonna see this guy 
    
    Farquaad right now and get you all off my land and back where you came 
    
    from!
    
    {Cheering}
    
    {Twittering}
    
    -Oh! You! You're comin' with me.
    
    - All right, that's what I like to hear, man. Shrek and Donkey, two 
    
    stalwart friends, off on a whirlwind big-city adventure. I love it!
    
    -On the road again. Sing it with me, Shrek.
    
    -Hey. Oh, oh!
    
    -I can't wait to get on the road again.
    
    -What did I say about singing?
    
    -Can I whistle?
    
    -No.
    
    -Can I hum it?
    
    -All right, hum it.
    
    {Humming}
    
    
    
    {Grunts}
    
    {Whimpering}
    
    -That's enough. He's ready to talk.
    
    {Coughing}
    
    {Laughing}
    
    {Clears throat}
    
    -Run, run, run, as fust as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the 
    
    gingerbread man!
    
    -You are a monster.
    
    -I'm not the monster here. You are. You and the rest of that fairy 
    
    tale trash, poisoning my perfect world. Now, tell me! Where are the 
    
    others?
    
    -Eat me!{Grunts}
    
    -I've tried to be fair to you creatures. Now my patience has reached 
    
    its end! Tell me or I'll - -
    
    -No, no, not the buttons. Not my gumdrop buttons.
    
    -All right then. Who's hiding them?
    
    -Okay, I'll tell you. Do you know the muffin man?
    
    -The muffin man?
    
    -The muffin man.
    
    -Yes, I know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane?
    
    -Well, she's married to the muffin man.
    
    -The muffin man?
    
    -The muffin man!
    
    -She's married to the muffin man.
    
    {Door opens}
    
    -My lord! We found it.
    
    -Then what are you waiting for? Bring it in.
    
    {Man grunting}
    
    {Gasping}
    
    -Oh!
    
    -Magic mirror - - 
    
    -Don't tell him anything!
    
    -No!
    
    {Ginerbread man whispers}
    
    -Evening. Mirror, mirror on the wall. Is this not the most perfect 
    
    kingdom of them all?
    
    -Well, technically you're not a king.
    
    -Uh, Thelonius.
    
    -You were saying?
    
    -What I mean is, you're not a king yet. But you can become one.  All 
    
    you have to do is marry a princess.
    
    -Go on.
    
    {Chuckles}
    
    -So, just sit back and relax, my lord, because it's time for you to 
    
    meet today's eligible bachelorettes. And here they are! Bachelorette 
    
    number one is a mentally abused shut-in from a kingdom far, far away. 
    
    She likes sushi and hot tubbing anytime. Her hobbies include cooking 
    
    and cleaning for her two evil sisters. Please welcome Cinderella.
    
    -Bachelorette number two is a cape-wearing girl from the land of 
    
    fancy. Although she lives with seven other men, she's not easy. Just 
    
    kiss her dead, frozen lips and find out what a live wire she is. Come 
    
    on. Give it up for Snow White!
    
    -And last, but certainly not last, bachelorette number three is a 
    
    fiery redhead from a dragon-guarded castle surrounded by hot boiling 
    
    lava! But don't let that cool you off. She's a loaded pistol who likes 
    
    pina colads and getting caught in the rain. Yours for the rescuing, 
    
    Princess Fiona!
    
    -So will it be bachelorette number one, bachelorette number two or 
    
    bachelorette number three?
    
    -Two! Two!
    
    -Three! Three!
    
    -Two! Two!
    
    -Three! 
    
    -Three? One?
    
    {Shudders} Three?
    
    --Three! Pick number three, my lord!
    
    -Okay, okay, uh, number three!
    
    -Lord Farquaad, you've chosen Princess Fiona.
    
    
    
    If you like pina coladas
    
    And getting caught in the rain
    
    
    
    -Princess Fiona.
    
    
    
    If you're not into yoga
    
    
    
    -She's perfect. All I have to do is just find someone who can go - - 
    
    -But I probably should mention the little thing that happens at night.
    
    -I'll do it.
    
    -Yes, but after sunset - -
    
    -Silence! I will make this Princess Fiona my queen, and DuLoc will 
    
    finally have the perfect king!
    
    Captain, assemble your finest men. We're going to have a tournament.
    
    
    
    -But that's it. That's it right there. That's DuLoc. I told ya I'd 
    
    find it.
    
    -So, that must be Lord Farquaad's castle.
    
    -Uh-huh. That's the place.
    
    -Do you think maybe he's compensating for something?
    
    {Laughs}
    
    {Groans}
    
    -Hey, wait. Wait up, Shrek.
    
    -Hurry, darling. We're late. Hurry.
    
    -Hey, you!
    
    {Screams}
    
    -Wait a second. Look, I'm not gonna eat you. I just - - I just - -
    
    {Whimpering}
    
    {Sighs}
    
    {Whimpering, Groans}
    
    {Turnstile clatters}
    
    {Chuckles}
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -It's quiet. Too quiet.
    
    {Creaking}
    
    -Where is everybody?
    
    -Hey, look at this!
    
    {Clattering, whirring, clicking}
    
    Welcome to DuLoc such a perfect town
    
    Here we have some rules
    
    Let us lay them down
    
    Don't make waves, stay in line
    
    And we'll get along fine
    
    DuLoc is perfect place
    
    Please keep off of the grass
    
    Shine your shoes, wipe your... face
    
    DuLoc is, DuLoc is
    
    DuLoc is perfect ...... place
    
    {Camera shutter clicks
    
    {Whirring}
    
    -Wow! Let's do that again!
    
    -No. No. No, no, no! No.
    
    {Trumpet fanfare}
    
    {Crowd cheering}
    
    -Brave knights.
    
    -You are the best and brightest in all the land.
    
    -Today one of you shall prove himself - -
    
    -All right. You're going the right way for a smacked bottom.
    
    -Sorry about that.
    
    {Cheering}
    
    -That champion shall have the honor - - no, no - - the privilege to go 
    
    forth and rescue the lovely Princess Fiona from the fiery keep of the 
    
    dragon. If for any reason the winner is unsuccessful, the first 
    
    runner-up will take his place and so on and so forth. Some of you mae 
    
    die, but it's a sacrifice I am willing to make.
    
    {Cheering}
    
    -Let the tournament begin!
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -Oh!
    
    -What is that?
    
    {Gasping}
    
    -It's hideous!
    
    -Ah, that's not very nice. It's just a donkey.
    
    -Indeed. Knights, new plan! The one who kills the orge will be named 
    
    champion! Have it him!
    
    -Get him!
    
    -Oh, hey! Now come on! Hang on now.
    
    -Go ahead! Get him!
    
    -Can't we just settle this over a pint?
    
    -Kill the beast!
    
    -No? All right then. Come on!
    
    
    
    I don't give a damn about my reputation
    
    You're living in the past 
    
    It's a new generation
    
    
    
    -Damn!
    
    {Whinnying}
    
    
    
    A girl can do what she wants to do
    
    And that's what I'm gonna do
    
    And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
    
    Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me
    
    Me, me, me
    
    
    
    -Hey, Shrek, tag me! Tag me!
    
    
    
    And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
    
    Never said I wanted to improve my station
    
    
    
    -Ah!
    
    {Laughs}
    
    
    
    And I'm always feelin' good when I'm having fun
    
    
    
    -Yeah!
    
    
    
    And I don't have to please no one
    
    
    
    -The chair! Give him the chair!
    
    
    
    And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
    
    Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me
    
    Me, me, me
    
    Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me, not me
    
    {Bell dings}
    
    {Cheering}
    
    {Laughs}
    
    -Oh, yeah! Ah! Ah! Thank you! Thank you very much! I'm here till 
    
    Thursday. Try the veal! Ha, ha!
    
    {Shrek laughs}
    
    {Crowd gasping, murmuring}
    
    -Shall I give the order, sir?
    
    -No, I have a better idea. People of DuLoc, I give you our champion!
    
    -What?
    
    -Congratulations, orge. You're won the honor of embarking on a great 
    
    and noble quest.
    
    -Quest? I'm already in a quest, a quest to get my swamp back.
    
    -Your swamp?
    
    -Yeah, my swamp! Where you dumped those tale creatures!
    
    {Crowd murmuring}
    
    -Indeed. All right, orge. I'll make you a deal. Go on this quest for 
    
    me, and I'll give you your swamp back.
    
    -Exactly the way it was?
    
    -Down to the last slime-covered toadstool.
    
    -And the squatters?
    
    -As good as gone.
    
    -What kind of quest?
    
    -Let me get this straight. You're gonna go fight a dragon and rescue a 
    
    princess just so Farquaad will give you back a swamp which you only 
    
    don't have because he filled it full of freaks in the first place.
    
    -Is that about right?
    
    -Maybe there's a good reason donkeys shouldn't talk.
    
    -I don't get it. Why don't you just pull some of that orge stuff on 
    
    him? Throttle him, lay siege to his fortress, grinds his bones to make 
    
    your bread, the whole orge trip.
    
    -Oh, I know what. Maybe I could have decapitated an entire village and 
    
    put their heads on a pike, gotten a knife, cut open their spleen and 
    
    drink their fluids. Does that sound good to you?
    
    -Uh, no, not really, no.
    
    -For your information, there's a lot more to orges than people think.
    
    -Example?
    
    -Example? Okay, um, orges are like onions.
    
    -{Sniffs} They stink?
    
    -Yes - - No!
    
    -They make you cry?
    
    -No!
    
    -You leave them in the sun, they get all brown, start sproutin' little 
    
    white hairs.
    
    -No! Layers! Onions have layers. Orges have layers! Onions have 
    
    layers. You get it? We both have layers. 
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -Oh, you both have layers. Oh. {Sniffs} You know, not everybody likes 
    
    onions. Cake! Everybody loves cakes! Cakes have layers.
    
    -I don't care... what everyone likes. Orges are not like cakes.
    
    -You know what else everybody likes? Parfaits. Have you ever met a 
    
    person, you say, "Let's get some parfait," they say, "No, I don't like 
    
    no parfait"? Parfaits are delicious.
    
    -No! You dense, irritating, miniature beast of burden! Orges are like 
    
    onions! And of story. Bye-bye. See ya later.
    
    -Parfaits may be the most delicious thing on the whole damn planet.
    
    -You know, I think I preferred your humming. Do you have a tissure or 
    
    something? I'm making a mess. Just the word parfait make me start 
    
    slobbering.
    
    
    
    I'm on my way from misery to happiness today
    
    Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
    
    I'm on my way from misery to happiness today
    
    Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
    
    And everything that you receive up yonder
    
    Is what you give to me the day I wander
    
    I'm on my way 
    
    I'm on my way 
    
    I'm on my way 
    
    
    
    -Ohh! Shrek! Did you do that?
    
    -You gotta warn somebody before you just crack one off. My mouth was 
    
    open. Believe me, Donkey, if it was me, you'd be dead. {Sniffs} It's 
    
    brimstone We must be getting close.
    
    -Yeah, right, brimstone. Don't be talking about it's the brimstone. I 
    
    know what I smell. It wasn't no brimstone. It didn't come off no stone 
    
    neither.
    
    {Rumbling}
    
    -Sure, it's big enough, but look at the location.
    
    {Laughing}
    
    -Uh, Shrek? Uh, remember when you said orges have layers?
    
    -Oh, aye.
    
    -Well, I have a bit of a confession to make. Donkeys don't have 
    
    layers. We wear our fear right out there on our sleeves.
    
    -Wait a second.  Donkeys don't have sleeves.
    
    -You know what I mean.
    
    -You can't tell me you're afraid of heights.
    
    -I'm just a little uncomfortable about being on a rickety bridge over 
    
    a boiling like of lava!
    
    -Come on, Donkey. I'm right here beside ya, okay? For emotional 
    
    support., we'll just tackle this thing together one little baby step 
    
    at a time.
    
    -Really?
    
    -Really, really.
    
    -Okay, that makes me feel so much better.
    
    -Just keep moving. And don't look  down.
    
    -Okay, don't look  down. Don't look  down. Don't look  down. Keep on 
    
    moving. Don't look  down.
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -Shrek! I'm lookin' down! Oh, God, I can't do this! Just let me off, 
    
    please! 
    
    -But you're already halfway.
    
    -But I know that half is safe!
    
    -Okay, fine. I don't have time for this. You go back.
    
    -Shrek, no! Wait!
    
    -Just, Donkey - - Let's have a dance then, shall me?
    
    -Don't do that!
    
    -Oh, I'm sorry. Do what?
    
    -Oh, this?
    
    -Yes, that!
    
    -Yes? Yes, do it. Okay.
    
    {Screams}
    
    -No, Shrek! No! Stop it!
    
    -You said do it! I'm doin' it.
    
    -I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. Shrek, I'm gonna die. Oh!
    
    -That'll do, Donkey. That'll do.
    
    -Cool.
    
    -So where is this fire-breathing pain-in-the-neck anyway?
    
    -Inside, waiting for us to rescue her.
    
    {Chuckles}
    
    -I was talkin' about the dragon, Shrek.
    
    {Water dripping, wind howling}
    
    -You afraid?
    
    -No.
    
    -But - -
    
    - Shh.
    
    -Oh, good. Me neither.
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -'Cause there's nothin' wrong with bein' afraid. Fear's a sensible 
    
    response to an unfamiliar situation. Unfamiliar dangerous situation, I 
    
    might add. With a dragon that breathes fire and eats knights and 
    
    breathes fire, it sure doesn't mean you're a coward if you're a little 
    
    scared. I sure as heck ain't no coward. I know that.
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -Donkey, two things, okay? Shut ... up. Now go over there and see if 
    
    you can find any stairs.
    
    -Stairs? I thought we was lookin' for the princess.
    
    -The princess will be up the stairs in the highest room in the tallest 
    
    tower.
    
    -What makes you think she'll be there?
    
    -I read it in a book once.
    
    -Cool. You handle the dragon. I'll handle the stairs. I'll find those 
    
    stairs. I'll whip their butt too. Those stairs won't know which way 
    
    they're goin'.
    
    {Creacing}
    
    -I'm gonna take drastic steps. Kick it to the curb. Don't mess with 
    
    me. I'm the stair master. I've mastered the stairs. I wish I had a 
    
    step right here. I'd step all over it.
    
    -Well, at least we know where the princess is, but where's the - - 
    
    -Dragon!
    
    {Screams}
    
    {Gasps}
    
    {Roars}
    
    -Donkey, look out!
    
    {Screams}
    
    {Whimpering}
    
    -Got ya!
    
    {Roars}
    
    {Gasps}
    
    {Shouts}
    
    -Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
    
    {Screaming}
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -Oh! Aah! Aah!
    
    {Gasping}
    
    {Crowls}
    
    -No. Oh, no, No!
    
    {Screams}
    
    -Oh, what large teeth you have.
    
    {Crowls}
    
    -I mean white, sparkling teeth. I know you probably hear this all time 
    
    from your food, but you must bleach, 'cause that is one dazzling smile 
    
    you got  there. Do I detect a hint of minty freshness? And you know 
    
    what else? You're - - You're a girl dragon! Oh, sure! I mean, of 
    
    course you're a girl dragon. You're just reeking of feminine beauty. 
    
    What's the matter with you? You got something in your eye? Ohh. Oh. 
    
    Oh. Man, I'd really love to stay, but you know, I'm, uh - - 
    
    (Coughs)
    
    -I'm an asthmatic, and I don't know if it'd work out if you're gonna 
    
    blow smoke rings. Shrek!
    
    {Gasps}
    
    {Whimpering}
    
    -No! Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!
    
    {Groans, Sighs}
    
    {Vocalizing}
    
    -Oh! Oh!
    
    -Wake up!
    
    -What?
    
    -Are you Princess Fiona?
    
    -I am, awaiting a knight so bold as to rescue me.
    
    -Oh, that's nice. Now let's go!
    
    -But wait, Sir Knight. This be-ith our first meeting. Should it not be 
    
    a wonderful, romantic moment?
    
    -Yeah, sorry, lady. There's no time.
    
    -Hey, wait. What are you doing? You should sweep me off my feet out 
    
    yonder window and down a rope onto your valiant steed.
    
    -You've had a lot of time to plan this, haven't you?
    
    -Mm-hmm.
    
    {Screams, grunts}
    
    -But we have to savor this moment! You could recite an epic poem for 
    
    me. A ballad? A sonnet! A limerick? Or something!
    
    -I don't think so.
    
    -Can I at least know the name of my champion?
    
    -Um, Shrek.
    
    -Sir Shrek.
    
    {Cleans throat}
    
    -I pray that you take this favor as a token of my gratitude.
    
    -Thanks!
    
    {Roaring}
    
    -You didn't slay the dragon?
    
    -It's on my to-do list. Now come on!
    
    {Screams}
    
    -But this isn't right! You were meant to charge in, sword drawn, 
    
    banner flying. That's what all the other knights did.
    
    -Yeah, right before they burst into flame.
    
    -That's not the point. Oh!
    
    -Wait. Where are you going? The next's over there.
    
    -Well, I have to save my ass.
    
    -What kind of knight are you?
    
    -One of a kind.
    
    -Slow down. Slow down, baby, please. I believe it's healthy to get to 
    
    know someone over a long perriod of time. Just call me old-fashioned. 
    
    {Laughs}
    
    -I don't want to rush into a physical relationship. I'm not 
    
    emotionally ready for a commitment of, uh, this - -  Magnitude really 
    
    is the word I'm looking for. Magnitude- - Hey, that is unwanted 
    
    physical contact. Hey, what are you doing? Okay, okay. Let's just back 
    
    up a little and take this one step at a time. We really should get to 
    
    know each other first as friends or pen pals. I'm on the road a lot, 
    
    but I just love receiving cards - -  I'd really love to stay, but - - 
    
    Don't do that! That's my tail! That's my personal tail. You're gonna 
    
    tear it off. I don't give permission - - What are you gonna do with 
    
    that? Hey, now. No way. No! No! No, no! No. No, no, no. No! Oh!
    
    {Growls}
    
    {Roaring}
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -Hi, Princess!
    
    -It talks!
    
    -Yeah, it's getting him to shut up that's the trick.
    
    {Screams}
    
    {Screaming}
    
    -Oh!
    
    {Thuds}
    
    {Groans}
    
    {Roars}
    
    {Roaring}
    
    -Okay, you two, heard for the exit! I'll take care of the dragon.
    
    {Fchoing}
    
    -Run!
    
    {Gasping}
    
    {Screaming}
    
    {Roaring}
    
    {Screams}
    
    {Roars}
    
    {Panting, sighs}
    
    {Whimpers}
    
    {Roars}
    
    -You did it!
    
    -You rescued me! You're amazing. You're - - You're wonderful. 
    
    You're... a little unorthodox I'll admit. But they deed is great, and 
    
    thine heart is pure. I am eternally in your debt. 
    
    {Clears throat}
    
    -And where would a brave knight be without his noble steed?
    
    -I hope you heard that. She called me a noble steed. She think I'm a 
    
    steed.
    
    -The battle is won. You may remove your helmet, good Sir Knight.
    
    -Uh, no.
    
    -Why not?
    
    -I have helmet hair.
    
    -Please. I would'st look upon the face of my rescuer.
    
    -No, no, you wouldn't - - 'st.
    
    -But how will you kiss me?
    
    -What? That wasn't in the job description.
    
    -Maybe it's a perk.
    
    -No, it's destiny. Oh, you must know how it goes. A princess locked in 
    
    a tower and beset by a dragon is rescued by a brave knight, and then 
    
    they share true love's first kiss.
    
    -Hmm? With Shrek? You think- - Wait. Wait. You think that Shrek is you 
    
    true love?
    
    -Well, yes.
    
    {Laughing}
    
    -You think Shrek is your true love!
    
    -What is so funny?
    
    -Let's just say I'm not your tipe, okay?
    
    -Of course, you are. You're my rescuer. Now - - Now remove your 
    
    helmet.
    
    -Look. I really don't think this is a good idea.
    
    -Just take off the helmet.
    
    -I'm not going to.
    
    -Take ot off.
    
    -No!
    
    -Now!
    
    -Okay! Easy. As you command. Your Highness.
    
    -You- - You're a- - an orge.
    
    -Oh, you were expecting Prince Charming.
    
    -Well, yes, actually. Oh, no. This is all wrong. You're not supposed 
    
    to be an orge.
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -Princess, I was sent to rescue you by Lord Farquaad, okay? He is the 
    
    one who wants to marry you.
    
    -Then why didn't he come rescue me?
    
    -Good question. You should ask him that when we get there.
    
    -But I have to be rescued by my true love, not by some prge and his- - 
    
    his pet.
    
    -So much for noble steed.
    
    -You're not making my job any easier.
    
    -I'm sorry, but your job is not my problem. You can tell Lord Farquaad 
    
    that if he wants to rescue me properly, I'll be waiting for him right 
    
    here.
    
    -Hey! I'm no one's messenger boy, all right? I'm a delivery boy.
    
    -You wouldn't dare. Put me down!
    
    -Ya comin', Donkey?
    
    -I'm right behind ya.
    
    -Put me down, or you will suffer the consequences! This is not 
    
    dignified! Put me down!
    
    -Okay, so here's another question. Say there's a woman that digs you, 
    
    right, but you don't really like her that way. How do you let her down 
    
    real easy so her feelings aren't hurt, but you don't get burned to a 
    
    crisp and eaten?
    
    -You just tell her she's not your true love. Everyone knowest what 
    
    happens when you find your - -  Hey!
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -The sooner we get to DuLoc the better.
    
    -You're gonna love it there, Princess. It's beautiful!
    
    -And what of my groom-to-be? Lord Farquaad? What's he like?
    
    -Let me put it this way, Princess. Men of Farquaad's stature are in 
    
    short supply.
    
    {Laughs}
    
    -I don't know. There are those who think little of him.
    
    -Stop it. Stop it, both of you. You're just jealous you can never 
    
    measure up to a great ruler like Lord Farquaad.
    
    -Yeah, well, maybe you're right, Princess. But I'll let you do the 
    
    "measuring" when you see him tomorrow.
    
    -Tomorrow? It'll take that long? Shouldn't we stop to make camp?
    
    -No, that'll take longer. We can keep going.
    
    -But there's robbers in the woods.
    
    -Whoa! Time out, Shrek! Camping's starting to sound good.
    
    -Hey, come on. I'm scarier than anything we're going to see in this 
    
    forest.
    
    -I need to find somewhere to camp now!
    
    {Birds wings fluttering}
    
    {Grunting}
    
    -Hey! Over here.
    
    -Shrek, we can do better than that. I don't think this is fit for a 
    
    princess.
    
    -No, no, it's perfect. It just needs a few homey touches.
    
    -Homey touches? Like what?
    
    {Crashing}
    
    -A door? Well, gentlemen, I bid thee good night.
    
    -You want me to read you a bedtime story? I will.
    
    -I said good night!
    
    -Shrek, What are you doing?
    
    {Laughs}
    
    -I just- - You know - - Oh, come on. I was just kidding.
    
    {Fire cracking}
    
    -And, uh, that one, that's Throwback, the only orge to ever spit over 
    
    three wheat fields. Right. Yeah.
    
    -Hey, can you tell my future from these stars?
    
    -The stars don't tell the future, Donkey. They tell stories. Look, 
    
    there's Bloodnut, the Flatulent. You can guess what he's famous for.
    
    -I know you're making this up.
    
    -No, look. There he is,  and there's the group of hunters running away 
    
    from his stench.
    
    -That ain't nothin' but a bunch of little dots.
    
    -You know, Donkey, sometimes things are more than they appear. Hmm? 
    
    Forget it.
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -Hey, Shrek, what we gonna do when we get our swamp anyway?
    
    -Our swamp?
    
    -You know, when we're through rescuing the princess.
    
    -We? Donkey, there's no "we". There's no "our". There's just me and my 
    
    swamp. The first thing I'm gonna do is build a ten-foot wall arond my 
    
    land.
    
    -You cut me deep, Shrek. You cut me real deep just now. You know what 
    
    I think? I think this whole wall thing is just a way to keep somebody 
    
    out.
    
    -No, do ya think?
    
    -Are you hidin' something?
    
    -Never mind, Donkey.
    
    -Oh, this is another one of those onion things, isn't it?
    
    -No, this is one of those drop-it and leave-it alone things.
    
    -Why don't you want to talk about it?
    
    -Why do you want to talk about it?
    
    -Why are you blocking?
    
    -I'm not blocking.
    
    -Oh, yes, you are.
    
    -Donkey, I'm warning you.
    
    -Who you trying to keep out?
    
    -Everyone! Okay?
    
    -Oh, now we're gettin' somewhere.
    
    -Oh! For the love of Pete!
    
    -What's your problem? What you got against the whole world anyway?
    
    -Look, I'm not the one with the problem, okay? It's the world that 
    
    seems to have a problem with me. People take one look at me and go. 
    
    "Aah! Help! Run! A big, stupid, ugly orge!" They judge me before they 
    
    even know me. That's why I'm better off alone.
    
    -You know what? When we met, I didn't think you was just a big, 
    
    stupid, ugly orge.
    
    -Yeah, I know.
    
    -So, uh, are there any donkeys up there?
    
    -Well, there's, um, Gabby, the Small and Annoying.
    
    -Okay, okay, I see it now. The big shiny one, right there. That one 
    
    there?
    
    -That's the moon.
    
    -Oh, okay.
    
    
    
    {Orchestra}
    
    {Dulcimer}
    
    -Again, show me again. Mirror, mirror, show her to me. Show me the 
    
    princess.
    
    -Hmph.
    
    -Ah. Perfect.
    
    {Inhales}
    
    
    
    {Snoring}
    
    {Vocalizing}
    
    {Whistling}
    
    {Sizzling}
    
    {Sniffs, yawns}
    
    -Mmm, yeah, you know I like it like that.
    
    --Come on, baby. I said I like it.
    
    -Donkey, wake up.
    
    -Huh? What?
    
    -Wake up.
    
    -What?
    
    -Good morning. Hm, how do you like your eggs?
    
    -Good morning, Princess!
    
    -What's all this about?
    
    -You know, we kind of got off to a bad start yesterday. I wanted to 
    
    make it up to you. I mean, after all, you did rescue me.
    
    -Uh, thanks.
    
    {Sniffs}
    
    -Well, eat up. We've got a big day ahead of us.
    
    {Belches}
    
    -Shrek!
    
    -What? It's a compliment. Better out than in, I always say. {Laughs}
    
    -Well, it's no way to behave in front of a princess.
    
    {Belches}
    
    -Thanks.
    
    -She's as nasty as you are.
    
    -{Laughs} You know, you're not exactly what I expected.
    
    -Well, maybe you shouldn't judge people before you get to know them.
    
    {Vocalizing}
    
    
    
    -La liberte! Hey!
    
    -Princess!
    
    {Laughs}
    
    -What are you doing?
    
    -Be still, mon cherie, for I am you savior! And I am rescuing you from 
    
    this green - -
    
    {Kissing sounds}
    
    -beast.
    
    -Hey!
    
    -That's my princess! Go find you own!
    
    -Please, monster! Can't you see I'm a little busy here?
    
    -Look, pal, I don't know who you think you are!
    
    -Oh! Of couse! Oh, how rude. Please let me introduse myself. Oh, Merry 
    
    Men. 
    
    {Laughs}
    
    
    
    {Accordion}
    
    Ta, dah, dah, dah, whoo.
    
    I steal from the rich and give to the needy.
    
    He takes a wee percentage, 
    
    But I'm not greedy. I rescue pretty damsels
    
    Man, I'm good
    
    What a guy, Monsieur Hood
    
    Break it down
    
    I like an honest fight
    
    and a saucy little maid
    
    What he's basically saying
    
    is he likes to get - - 
    
    Paid
    
    So
    
    When an orge in the bush
    
    grabs a lady by the tush
    
    That's bad
    
    That's bad
    
    When a beauty's with a beast
    
    it makes me awfully mad
    
    He's mad
    
    He's really, really mad
    
    I'll take my blade and
    
    ram it through your heart
    
    Keep your eyes on me, boys
    
    'cause I'm about to start
    
    
    
    {Grunts, Groans}
    
    {Karate Yell}
    
    {Merry Men Gasping}
    
    {Panting}
    
    -Man, that was annoying!
    
    -Oh, you little- - 
    
    {Karate Yell}
    
    {Accordion}
    
    {Shouting, groaning}
    
    {Chuckles}
    
    -Uh, shall we?
    
    -Hold the phone.
    
    {Grunts}
    
    Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on now. Where did that come from?
    
    -What?
    
    -That! Back there. That was amazing! Where did you learn that?
    
    -Well - - {Chuckles} When one lives alone, uh, one has to learn these 
    
    things in case there's a - - There's an arrow in your butt!
    
    -What? Oh, would you look at that?
    
    -Oh, no. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry.
    
    -Why? What's wrong?
    
    -Shrek's hurt.
    
    -Shrek's hurt. Shrek's hurt? Oh, no, Shrek's gonna die.
    
    -Donkey, I'm okay.
    
    -You can't do this to me, Shrek. I'm too young for you to die. Keep 
    
    you legs elevated. Turn your head and cough. Does anyone know the 
    
    Heimlich?
    
    -Donkey! Calm down. If you want to help Shrek, run into the woods and 
    
    find me a blue flower with red thorns.
    
    -Blue flower, red thorns. Okay, I'm on it. Blue flower, red thorns. 
    
    Don't die Shrek. If you see a long tunnel, stay away from the light!
    
    -{Both} Donkey!
    
    -Oh, yeah. Right. Blue flower, red thorns.
    
    -What are the flowers for?
    
    -For getting rid of Donkey.
    
    -Ah.
    
    -Now you hold still, and I'll yank this thing out.
    
    -Ow! Hey! Easy with the yankin'.
    
    -I'm sorry, but it has to come out.
    
    -No, it's tender.
    
    -Now, hold on.
    
    -What you're doing is the opposite of help.
    
    -Don't move.
    
    -Look, time out.
    
    -Would you - - 
    
    {Grunts}
    
    -Okay. What do you propose we do?
    
    -Blue flower, red thorns. Blue flower, red thorns. Blue flower, red 
    
    thorns. This would be so much easier if I wasn't color-blind! Blue 
    
    flower, red thorns.
    
    -Ow!
    
    -Hold on, Shrek! I'm comin'!
    
    -Ow! Not good.
    
    -Okay. Okay. I can nearly see the head.
    
    {Grunts}
    
    -It's just about - - 
    
    -Ow! Ohh!
    
    -Ahem.
    
    -Nothing happend. We were just, uh - - 
    
    -Look, if you wanted to be alone, all you had to do was ask. Okay?
    
    -Oh, come on! That's the last thing on my mind. The princess here was 
    
    just- - Ugh! 
    
    -Ow!
    
    -Hey, what's that?
    
    {Nervous chickle}
    
    -That's- - Is that blood?
    
    {Sighs}
    
    {Bird chirping}
    
    {Grunts}
    
    
    
    My beloved monster and me
    
    We go everywhere together
    
    Wearin' a raincoat
    
    that has four sleeves
    
    Gets us through all kinds of weather
    
    
    
    -Aah!
    
    
    
    She will always be the only thing
    
    That comes between me and the awful sting
    
    That comes from living in a world
    
    that's so damn mean
    
    {Croaks}
    
    Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
    
    -Hey!
    
    La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la
    
    {Both laughing}
    
    La-la, la-la, la-la
    
    
    
    -There it is, Princess. Your future awaits you.
    
    -That's DuLoc?
    
    -Yeah, I know. You know, Shrek thinks Lord Farquaad's compensating for 
    
    something,  which I think means he has a really - - Ow!
    
    -Um, I, uh- -  I guess we better move on.
    
    -Sure. But, Shrek? I'm - - I'm worried about Donkey.
    
    {Blubbering}
    
    -What?
    
    -I mean, look at him. He doesn't look so good. 
    
    -What are you talking about? I'm fine.
    
    -That's what they always say, and then next thing you know, you're on 
    
    your back. Dead.
    
    -You know, she's right. You look awful. Do you want to sit down?
    
    -Uh, you know, I'll make you some tea.
    
    -I didn't want to say nothin', but I got this twinge in my neck, and 
    
    when I turn my head like this, look, 
    
    {Bones crunch}
    
    -Ow! See?
    
    -Who's hungry? I'll find us some dinner.
    
    -I'll get the firewood.
    
    -Hey, where you goin'? Oh, man, I can't feel my toes! I don't have any 
    
    toes! I think I need a hug.
    
    
    
    -Mmm. This is good. This is really good. What is this?
    
    -Uh, weedrat. Rotisserie style.
    
    -No kidding. Well, this is delicious.
    
    -Well, they're also great in stews. Now, I don't mean to brag, but I 
    
    make a mean weedrat stew.
    
    {Chuckling}
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -I guess I'll be dining a little differently tomorrow night.
    
    {Gulps}
    
    -Maybe you can come visit me in the swamp sometime. I'll cook all kind 
    
    of stuff for you. Swamp toad soup, fish eye tartare - - you name it.
    
    {Chuckles}
    
    -I'd like that.
    
    {Slurps, laughs}
    
    
    
    See the pyramids along the Nile
    
    
    
    -Um, Princess?
    
    
    
    Watch the sunrise from a tropic isle
    
    
    
    -Yes, Shrek?
    
    -I, um, I was wondering.
    
    
    
    Just remember, darling all the while
    
    
    
    -Are you- - 
    
    
    
    You belong to me
    
    
    
    {Sighs} 
    
    -Are you gonna eat that?
    
    {Chuckles}
    
    -Man, isn't this romantic? Just look at that sunset.
    
    -Sunset?
    
    -Oh, no! I mean, it's late. I-It's very late.
    
    -What?
    
    -Wait a minute. I see what's goin' on here. You're afraid of the dark, 
    
    aren't you?
    
    -Yes! Yes, that's it. I'm terrified. You know, I'd better go inside.
    
    -Don't feel bad, Princess. I used to be afraid of the dark, too, until 
    
    - - Hey, no, wait. I'm still afraid of the dark.
    
    {Shrek sighs}
    
     -Good night.
    
     -Good night.
    
    {Door creaks}
    
    -Ohh! Now I really see what's goin' on here.
    
    -Oh, what are you talkin' about?
    
    -I don't even wanna hear it. Look, I'm an animal, and I got instincts. 
    
    And I know you two were diggin' on each other. I could feel it.
    
    -You're crazy. I'm just bringing her back to Farquaad.
    
    -Oh, come on, Shrek. Wake up and smell the pheromones. Just go on in 
    
    and tell her how you feel.
    
    -I- - There's nothing to tell. Besides, even if I did tell her that, 
    
    well, you know - - and I'm not sayin' I do 'cause I don't - - she's a 
    
    princess, and I'm - - 
    
    -An orge?
    
    -Yeah. An orge.
    
    -Hey, where you goin'?
    
    -To get... move firewood.
    
    {Sighs} 
    
    
    
    -Princess? Princess Fiona? Princess, where are you?
    
    {Wings fluttering}
    
    -Princess?
    
    {Creaking}
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -It's very spooky in here. I ain't playing no games.
    
    {Screams}
    
    -Aah!
    
    -Oh, no!
    
    -No, help!
    
    -Shh!
    
    -Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!
    
    -No, it's okay. It's okay.
    
    -What did you do with the princess?
    
    -Donkey, I'm the princess.
    
    -Aah!
    
    -It's me, in this body.
    
    -Oh, my God! You ate the princess. Can you hear me?
    
    -Donkey!
    
    -Listen, keep breathing! I'll get you out of there!
    
    -No!
    
    -Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!
    
    -Shh.
    
    -Shrek!
    
    -This is me.
    
    {Muffled mumbling}
    
    -Princess? What happened to you? You're, uh, uh, uh, different.
    
    -I'm ugly, okay?
    
    -Well, yeah! Was it something you ate? 'Cause I told Shrek those rats 
    
    was a bad idea. You are what you eat, I said. Now - - 
    
    -No.
    
    -I - - I've been this way as long as I can remember.
    
    -What do you mean? Look, I ain't never seen you like this before.
    
    -It's only happens when sun goes down.
    
    "By night one way, by day another. This shall be the norm... until you 
    
    find true love's first kiss... and then take love's true form."
    
    -Ah, that's beautiful. I didn't know you wrote poetry.
    
    -It's a spell.
    
    {Sighs} 
    
    -When I was a little girl, a witch cast a spell on me. Every night I 
    
    become this. This horrible, ugly beast! I was placed in a tower to 
    
    await the day my true love would rescue me. That's why I have to marry 
    
    Lord Farquaad tomorrow before the sun sets and he sees me like this.
    
    {Sobs}
    
    -All right, all right. Calm down. Look, it's not that bad. You're not 
    
    that ugly. Well, I ain't gonna lie. You are ugly. But you only look 
    
    like this at night. Shrek's ugly 24-7.
    
    -But Donkey, I'm a princess, and this is not how a princess is meant 
    
    to look.
    
    -Princess, how 'bout if you don't marry Farquaad?
    
    -I have to.  Only my true love's kiss can break the spell.
    
    -But, you know, um, you're kind of an orge, and Shrek - - well, you 
    
    got a lot in common.
    
    -Shrek?
    
    
    
    -Princess, I - - Uh, how's it going, first of all? Good? Um, good for 
    
    me too. I'm okay. I saw this flower and thought of you because it's 
    
    pretty and - - well, I don't really like it, but I thought you might 
    
    like it 'cause you're pretty. But I like you anyway. I'd - - uh, uh - 
    
    - 
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -I'm in trouble. Okay, here we go.
    
    -I can't just marry whoever I want. Take a good look at me, Donkey. I 
    
    mean, really, who can ever love a beast so hideous and ugly? 
    
    "Princess" and "ugly" don't go together. That's why I can't stay here 
    
    with Shrek.
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -My only chance to live happily ever after is to marry my true love.
    
    {Deep sigh}
    
    -Don't you see, Donkey? That's just how it has to be. It's the only 
    
    way to break the spell.
    
    -You at least gotta tell Shrek the truth.
    
    -No! You can't breathe a word. No one must ever know.
    
    -What's the point of being able to talk if you gotta keep secrets?
    
    -Promise you won't tell. Promise!
    
    -All right, all right. I won't tell him. But you should. I just know 
    
    before this is over, I'm gonna need a whole lot of serious therapy.
    
    -Look at my eye twitchin'.
    
    {Door opens}
    
    {Snoring}
    
    -I tell him, I tell him not. I tell him, I tell him not. I tell him. 
    
    -Shrek! Shrek, there's something I want - - 
    
    {Snoring}
    
    -Shrek. Are you all right?
    
    -Perfect! Never been better.
    
    -I - - I don't - - There's something I have to tell you.
    
    -You don't have to tell me anything, Princess. I heard enough last 
    
    night.
    
    -You heard what I said?
    
    -Every word.
    
    -I thought you'd understand.
    
    -Oh, I undersatnd. Like you said, "Who could love a hideous, ugly 
    
    beast?" 
    
    -But I thought that wouldn't matter to you.
    
    -Yeah? Well, it does.
    
    {Gasps, sighs}
    
    -Ah, right on time.
    
    {Horse whinnies}
    
    -Princess, I've brought you a little something.
    
    {Fanfare}
    
    {Yawns}
    
    -What'd I miss? What'd I miss?
    
    {Muffled}
    
    -Who said that? Couldn't have been a donkey.
    
    -Princess Fiona.
    
    -As promised. Now hand it over.
    
    -Very well, orge. The deed to your swamp, cleared out, as agreed.
    
    -Take it and go before I change my mind.
    
    -Forgive me, Princess, for startling you, but you startled me, for I 
    
    have never seen such a radiant beauty before. I'm Lord Farquaad.
    
    -Lord Farquaad? Oh, no, no.
    
    {Snaps fingers}
    
    -Forgive me, my lord, for I was just saying a short... farewell.
    
    -Oh, that is so sweet. You don't have to waste good manners on the 
    
    orge. It's not like it has feelings.
    
    -No, you're right. It doesn't.
    
    -Princess Fiona, beautiful, fair, flawerss Fiona. I ask your hand in 
    
    marriage.
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -Will you be the perfect bride for the perfect groom?
    
    -Lord Farquaad, I accept. Nothing would make - - 
    
    -Excellent! I'll start the plans, for tomorrow we wed!
    
    -No! I mean, uh, why wait? Let's get married today before the sun 
    
    sets.
    
    -Oh, anxious, are you? You're right. The sooner, the better. There's 
    
    so much to do! Threre's the caterer, the cake, the band, the guest 
    
    list. Captain, round up some guests!
    
    -Fare-thee-well, orge.
    
    -Shrek, what are you doing? You're letting her get away.
    
    -Yeah? So what?
    
    -Shrek, there's something about her you don't know. Look, I talked to 
    
    her last night, She's - - 
    
    -I know you talked to her last night. You're great pals, aren't ya? 
    
    Now, if you two are such good friends, why don't you follow her home?
    
    -Shrek, I - - I wanna go with you.
    
    -I told you, didn't I? You're not coming home with me. I live alone! 
    
    My swamp! Me! Nobody else! Understand? Nobody! Especially useless, 
    
    pathetic, annoying, talking donkeys!
    
    -But I thought - - 
    
    -Yeah. You know what? You tought wrong!
    
    -Shrek.
    
    
    
    I heard there was a secret chord
    
    That David played and it pleased the Lord
    
    But you don't really care for music, do ya
    
    It goes like this the fourth, the fifth
    
    The minor fall the major lift
    
    The baffled king composing hallelujah
    
    Hallelujah,  hallelujah
    
    Baby, I've been here before
    
    I know this room I've walked this floor
    
    I used to live alone before I knew you
    
    I've seen your flag on the marble arch
    
    But love is not a victory march
    
    It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
    
    Hallelujah,  hallelujah
    
    And all I ever learned from love
    
    Is how to shoot at someone
    
    Who outdrew you
    
    {Moaning}
    
    And it's not a cry you can hear at night
    
    It's not somebody who's seen the light
    
    It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
    
    {Moaning}
    
    Hallelujah,  hallelujah
    
    
    
    {Thumping sound}
    
    -Donkey?
    
    {Grunts}
    
    -What are you doing?
    
    -I would think, of all people, you would recognize a wall when you see 
    
    one.
    
    -Well, yeah. But the wall's supposed to go around my swamp, not 
    
    through it.
    
    -It is around your half. See that's your half, and this is my half.
    
    -Oh! Your half. Hmm.
    
    -Yes, my half. I helped rescue the princess. I did half the work. I 
    
    get half the booty. Now hand me that big old rock, the one that looks 
    
    like your head.
    
    -Back off!
    
    -No, you back off.
    
    -This is my swamp!
    
    -Our swamp.
    
    -Let go, Donkey!
    
    -You let go.
    
    -Stubborn jackass!
    
    -Smelly orge.
    
    -Fine!
    
    -Hey, hey, come back here. I'm not through with you yet.
    
    -Well, I'm through with you.
    
    -Uh-uh. You know, with you it's always, "Me, me, me!" Well, guess 
    
    what! Now it's my turn! So you just shut up and pay attention! You are 
    
    mean to me. You insult me and you don't appreciate anything that I do! 
    
    You're always pushing me around or pushing me away.
    
    -Oh, yeah? Well, if I treated you so bad, how come you came back?
    
    -Because that's what friends do! They forgive each other!
    
    -Oh, yeah. You're right, Donkey. I forgive you... for stabbin' me in 
    
    the back!
    
    -Ohh! You're so wrapped up in layers, onion boy, you're afraid of your 
    
    own feelings.
    
    -Go away!
    
    -There you are , doing it again just like you did to Fiona. All she 
    
    ever do was like you, maybe even love you.
    
    -Love me? She said I was ugly, a hideous creature. I heard the two of 
    
    you talking. 
    
    -She wasn't talkin' about you. She was talkin' about, uh, somebody 
    
    else.
    
    -She wasn't talking about me? Well, then who was she talking about?
    
    -Uh-uh, no way. I ain't saying anything. You don't wanna listen to me. 
    
    Right? Right?
    
    -Donkey!
    
    -No!
    
    -Okay, look. I'm sorry, all right?
    
    {Sighs}
    
    -I'm sorry. I guess I am just a big, stupid, ugly orge. Can you 
    
    forgive me?
    
    -Hey, that's what friends are for, right?
    
    -Right. Friends?
    
    -Friends.
    
    -So, um, what did Fiona say about me?
    
    -What are you asking me for? Why don't you just go ask her?
    
    -The wedding! We'll never make it in time.
    
    -Ha-ha-ha! Never fear, for where, there's a will, there's a way and I 
    
    have a way.
    
    {Whistles}
    
    -Donkey?
    
    -I guess it's just my animal magnetism.
    
    {Laughing}
    
    -Aw, come here, you.
    
    -All right, all right.Don't get all slobbery. No one likes a kiss ass. 
    
    All right, hop on and hold on tight. I haven't had a chance to install 
    
    the seat belts yet.
    
    -Whoo!
    
    {Bells tolling}
    
    {All gasping}
    
    -People of DuLoc, we gather here today to bear witnss to the union....
    
    -Um-
    
    -of our new king - -
    
    -Excuse me. Could we just skip ahead to the "I do's"?
    
    {Chuckling}
    
    -Go on.
    
    -Go ahead, HAVE SOME FUN. If we need you, I'll whistle. How about 
    
    that? Shrek, wait, wait! Wait a minute! You wanna do this right, don't 
    
    you?
    
    -What are you talking about?
    
    -There's a line you gotta wait for. The preacher's gonna say, "Speak 
    
    now or forever hold your peace." That's when you say, "I object!"
    
    -I don't have time for this!
    
    -Hey, wait. What are you doing? Listen to me! Look, you love this 
    
    woman, don't you?
    
    -Yes.
    
    -You wanna hold her?
    
    -Yes.
    
    -Please her?
    
    -Yes!
    
    -Then you got to, got to try a little tenderness. The chicks love that 
    
    romantic crap!
    
    -All right! Cut it out. When does this guy say the line?
    
    -We gotta check it out.
    
    
    
    -And so, by the power vested in me, 
    
    -What do you see?
    
    -The whole town's in there.
    
    -I now pronounce you husband and wife,
    
    -They're at the altar.
    
    -king and queen.
    
    -Mother Fletcher! He already said it.
    
    -Oh, for the love of Pete!
    
    {Grunts}
    
    -I object!
    
    -Shrek?
    
    {Gasps}
    
    -Oh, now what does he want?
    
    -Hi, everyone. Havin' a good time, are ya? I love DuLoc, first at all. 
    
    Very clean.
    
    -What are you doing here?
    
    -Really, it's rude enough being alive when no one wants you, but 
    
    showing up uninvited to a wedding - -
    
    -Fiona! I need to talk to you.
    
    -Oh, now you wanna talk? It's a little late for that, so if you'll 
    
    excuse me - - 
    
    -But you can't marry him.
    
    -And why not?
    
    -Because- - Because he's just marring you so he can be king.
    
    -Outrageous! Fiona, don't listen to him.
    
    -He's not your true love.
    
    -And what do you know about true love?
    
    -Well, I - - Uh - - I mean - - 
    
    -Oh, this is precious. The orge has fallen in love with the princess! 
    
    Oh, good Lord.
    
    {Crowd laughting}
    
    -An orge and a princess!
    
    -Shrek, is this true?
    
    -Who cares? It's preposterous! Fiona, my love, we're but a kiss away 
    
    from our "happily ever after." Now kiss me! Mmmmm!
    
    -"By night one way, by day another." I wanted to show you before.
    
    {Whimpers}
    
    {Crown gasping}
    
    -Well, uh, that explains a lot.
    
    -Ugh! It's disgusting! Guards! Guards! I order you to get that out of 
    
    my sight now! Get them! Get them both!
    
    -No, no!
    
    -Shrek!
    
    -This hocus-pocus alters nothing. This marriage is binding, and that 
    
    makes me king! See? See?
    
    -No, let go of me! Shrek!
    
    -No!
    
    -Don't just stand there, you morons.
    
    -Get out of my way! Fiona! Arrgh! 
    
    -I'll make you regret the day we met. I'll see you drawn and 
    
    quartered!
    
    -You'll beg for death to save you!
    
    -No, Shrek!
    
    -And as for you, my wife,
    
    -Fiona!
    
    -I'll have you locked back in that tower for the rest of your days!
    
    -I'm king!
    
    {Whistles}
    
    -I will have order! I will have perfection! I will have - - Aaaah!
    
    -Aah!
    
    -All right. Nobody move. I got a dragon here, and I'm not afraid to 
    
    use it.
    
    {Roars}
    
    -I'm a donkey on the edge!
    
    {Belches}
    
    -Celebrity marriages. They never last, do they?
    
    {Cheering}
    
    -Go ahead, Shrek.
    
    -Uh, Fiona?
    
    -Yes, Shrek?
    
    -I - - I love you.
    
    -Really?
    
    -Really, really.
    
    - I love you too.
    
    -Aawww!
    
    -"Until you find true love's first kiss and then take love's true 
    
    form."
    
    -"Take love's true form. Take love's true form."
    
    -Fiona? Fiona. Are you all right?
    
    -Well, yes. But I don't understand. I'm supposed to be beautiful.
    
    -But you ARE beautiful.
    
    {Chuckles}
    
    -I was hoping this would be a happy ending.
    
    
    
    I thought love was only true in fairy tales
    
    Oy!
    
    Meant for someone else but not for me
    
    Love was out to get me
    
    That's the way it seemed
    
    Disappointment haunted all my dreams
    
    And then I saw her face
    
    Now I'm a believer and not a trace
    
    Of doubt in my mind
    
    I'm in love
    
    Ooh-aah
    
    I'm a believer I couldn't leave her
    
    If I tried
    
    
    
    -God bless us, every one.
    
    
    
    Come on, y'all!
    
    Then I saw her face
    
    Ha-ha
    
    Now I'm a believer 
    
    Listen!
    
    Not a trace
    
    Of doubt in my mind
    
    I'm in love
    
    Ooh-aah
    
    I'm a believer 
    
    I couldn't leave her if I tried
    
    -Ooh!
    
    -Uh!
    
    Then I saw her face
    
    Now I'm a believer 
    
    Hey!
    
    Not a trace
    
    Uhh! Yeah.
    
    Of doubt in my mind
    
    
    
    -One more time!
    
    I'm in love
    
    I'm a believer 
    
    Come on!
    
    I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, 
    
    I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, hey
    
    Y'all sing it with me!
    
    I
    
    Believe
    
    I believe
    
    People in the back!
    
    I believe
    
    I'm a believer 
    
    I believe
    
    I believe
    
    I believe
    
    I believe
    
    {Hysterical laughing}
    
    -Oh, that's funny. Oh. Oh.
    
    -I can't breathe. I can't breathe. 
    
    
    
    I believe in self-assertion
    
    Destiny or a slight diversion
    
    Now it seems I've got my head on straight
    
    I'm a freak an apparition
    
    Seems I've made the right decision
    
    To try to turn back now it might be too late
    
    
    
    Now I want to stay home today
    
    Don't wanna go out
    
    If anyone comes to play
    
    Gonna get thrown out
    
    I wanna stay home today
    
    Don't want no company
    
    No way
    
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    
    
    
    I wanna be a millionaire someday
    
    But know what it feels like to give it away
    
    Watch me march to the beat of my own drum
    
    And it's off to the moon and then back again
    
    Same old day Same situation
    
    My happiness rears back as if to say
    
    
    
    I wanna stay home today
    
    Don't wanna go out
    
    If anyone comes to play
    
    Gonna get thrown out
    
    I wanna stay home today
    
    Don't want no company
    
    No way
    
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    
    
    
    I wanna stay home, stay home, stay home.........
    
    
    
    
    
    I get such a thrill when you look in my eyes
    
    My heart skips a beat
    
    Girl, I feel so alive
    
    Please tell me, baby, if all this is true
    
    'Cause deep down inside all I wanted was you
    
    Oh-oh-oh
    
    Makes me wanna dance
    
    Oh-oh-oh
    
    It's a new romance
    
    Oh-oh-oh
    
    I look into your eyes
    
    Oh-oh-oh
    
    The best years of our lives
    
    When we first met
    
    I could hardly believe
    
    The things that would happen 
    
    and we could achieve
    
    So let's be together
    
    for all of our time
    
    Oh, girl, I'm so thankful
    
    that you are still mine
    
    You always consider me
    
    like an ugly duckling
    
    And treat me like a Nostradamus
    
    was why I had to get my shine on
    
    I break a little something
    
    to keep my mind on
    
    'Cause you had my mind gone
    
    Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh
    
    Turn the lights on, Come on, baby
    
    Let's just rewind the song
    
    'Cause all I want to do is 
    
    make the rest years the best years
    
    All night long
    
    
    
    Oh-oh-oh
    
    Makes me wanna dance
    
    Makes me wanna dance
    
    Oh-oh-oh
    
    It's a new romance
    
    It's a new romance
    
    Oh-oh-oh
    
    I look into your eyes
    
    Oh, yeah, yeah
    
    I look into your eyes
    
    Oh-oh-oh
    
    The best years of our lives
    
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..............
    
    
    
    
    
    Everything looks bright
    
    Standing in your light
    
    Everything feels right
    
    What's left is out of sight
    
    What's a girl to do 
    
    I'm telling you
    
    You're on my mind
    
    I wanna be with you
    
    'Cause when you're
    
    standin' next to me
    
    It's like wow
    
    And all your kisses
    
    seem to set me free
    
    It's like wow
    
    And when we touch
    
    it's such a rush
    
    I can't get enough
    
    It's like- - It's like
    
    Ooh-ooh
    
    Hey, what
    
    It's like wow
    
    Ooh-ooh, hey
    
    Hey, yeah
    
    It's like wow
    
    Everything is looking
    
    right now, right now
    
    It's like wow
    
    And I got this feeling
    
    This feeling 
    
    it's just like wow
    
    It's just like wow
    
    You are all I'm thinking of.
    
    Like wow
    
    Everything feels right
    
    Everything feels right
    
    Like wow
    
    Everything looks bright
    
    All my senses are right
    
    Like wow
    
    Everything feels right
    
    Baby, baby, baby
    
    the way I'm feeling you
    
    Is like wow
    
    
    
    There is something
    
    that I see
    
    In the way 
    
    you look at me
    
    There's a smile
    
    There's a truth
    
    In your eyes
    
    What an unexpected way
    
    On this unexpected day
    
    Could it be
    
    This is where I belong
    
    It is you I have loved
    
    All long
    
    There's no more mystery
    
    It is finally clear to me
    
    You're the home
    
    my heart's searched for
    
    So long
    
    It is you I have loved
    
    All long
    
    Whoa, over and over
    
    I'm filled with emotion
    
    As I look
    
    Into your perfect face
    
      16 janvier 2023 à 11:16:50

      sakut,

      1- vérifier en ligne de commande quel le fichier à copier existe

      2- il ne faut pas d'espace entre l'adresse de la machine cible et le répertoire de destination

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      Validez la réponse utile « Un problème clairement exposé est à moitié résolu. » Pas de MP technique

        16 janvier 2023 à 11:23:37

        effectivement, supprimer l'espace supprime un des problèmes...

        par contre, le pc renvoie toujours "aucun fichier ou dossier de ce type" 

        et j'aimerais bien savoir comment je peut vérifier par commande que le fichier existe.

        merci de la réponse rapide en tout cas



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         {Man} Once upon a time there was a lovely princess.
        
        But she had an enchantment upon her of a fearful sort which could only 
        
        be broken by love's first kiss.
        
        She was locked away in a castle guarded by a terrible fire-breathing 
        
        dragon.
        
        Many brave knigts had attempted to free her from this dreadful prison, 
        
        but non prevailed.
        
        She waited in the dragon's keep in the highest room of the tallest 
        
        tower for her true love and true love's first kiss.
        
        {Laughing} 
        
        Like that's ever gonna happen.
        
        {Paper Rusting, Toilet Flushes}
        
        What a load of - 
        
        
        
        Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
        
        I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
        
        She was lookin' kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
        
        In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
        
        The years start comin' and they don't stop comin'
        
        Fed to the rules and hit the ground runnin'
        
        Didn't make sense not to live for fun
        
        Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
        
        So much to do so much to see
        
        So what's wrong with takin' the backstreets
        
        You'll never know if you don't go
        
        You'll never shine if you don't glow
        
        Hey, now You're an all-star
        
        Get your game on, go play
        
        Hey, now You're a rock star
        
        Get the show on, get paid
        
        And all that glitters is gold
        
        Only shootin' stars break the mold
        
        It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
        
        You're bundled up now but wait till you get older
        
        But the meteor men beg to differ
        
        Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
        
        The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin
        
        The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
        
        My world's on fire
        
        How 'bout yours
        
        That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored
        
        Hey, now, you're an all-star
        
        {Shouting}
        
        Get your game on, go play
        
        Hey, now You're a rock star
        
        Get the show on, get paid
        
        And all that glitters is gold
        
        Only shootin' stars break the mold
        
        {Belches}
        
        Go!
        
        Go!
        
        {Record Scratching}
        
        Go. Go.Go.
        
        Hey, now, you're an all-star
        
        Get your game on, go play
        
        Hey, now You're a rock star
        
        Get the show on, get paid
        
        And all that glitters is gold
        
        Only shootin' stars break the mold
        
        
        
        -Think it's in there?
        
        -All right. Let's get it!
        
        -Whoa. Hold on. Do you know what that thing can do to you?
        
        -Yeah, it'll grind your bones for it's bread.
        
        {Laughs}
        
        -Yes, well, actually, that would be a gaint.
        
        Now, ogres - - They're much worse.
        
        They'll make a suit from your freshly peeled skin.
        
        -No!
        
        -They'll shave your liver. Squeeze the jelly from your eyes!
        
        Actually, it's quite good on toast.
        
        -Back! Back, beast! Back! I warn ya!
        
        {Gasping}
        
        -Right.
        
        {Roaring}
        
        {Shouting}
        
        {Roaring}
        
        {Whispers} This is the part where you run away.
        
        {Gasping}
        
        {Laughs}
        
        {Laughing} And stay out!
        
        "Wanted. Fairy tale creatures."
        
        {Sighs}
        
        {Man's voice} All right. This one's full.
        
        -Take it away!
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -Move it along. Come on! Get up!
        
        -Next!
        
        -Give me that! Your fiying days are over.
        
        That's 20 pieces of silver for the witch. Next!
        
        -Get up! Come on!
        
        -Twenty pieces.
        
        {Thudding}
        
        -Sit down there!
        
        -Keep quiet!
        
        {Crying}
        
        -This cage is too small.
        
        -Please, don't turn me in. I'll never be stubborn again.
        
        I can change. Please! Give me another chance!
        
        -Oh, shut up.
        
        -Oh!
        
        -Next!
        
        -What have you got?
        
        -This little wooden puppet.
        
        -I'm not a puppet. I'm a real boy.
        
        -Five shillings for the possessed toy. Take it away.
        
        -Father, please! Don't let them do this!
        
        -Help me!
        
        -Next! What have you got?
        
        -Well, I've got a talking donkey.
        
        {Grunts}
        
        -Right. Well, that's good for ten shillings, if you can prove it.
        
        -Oh, go ahead, little fella.
        
        -Well?
        
        -Oh, oh, he's just - - He's just a little nervous.
        
        He's really quite a chatterbox. Talk, you boneheaded dolt - -
        
        -That's it. I've heard enough. Guards!
        
        -No, no, he talks! He does. I can talk. I love to talk.
        
        I'm the talkingest damn thing you ever saw.
        
        -Get her out of my sight.
        
        -No, no! I swear! Oh! He can talk!
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -Hey! I can fly!
        
        -He can fly!
        
        -He can fly!
        
        -He can talk!
        
        -Ha, ha! That's right, fool! Now I'm a flying, talking donkey.
        
        You might have seen a housefly, maybe even a superfly
        
        but I bet you ain't never seen a donkey fly. Ha, ha!
        
        Oh-oh.
        
        {Grunts}
        
        -Seize him!
        
        -After him! He's getting away!
        
        {Grunts, Gasps}
        
        {Man}
        
        -Get him! This way! Turn!
        
        -You there. Orge!
        
        -Aye?
        
        -By the order of Lord Farquaad I am authorized to place you both under 
        
        arrest
        
        and transport you to a designated..... resettlement facility.
        
        -Oh, really? You and what army?
        
        {Gasps, Whimpering}
        
        {Chuckles}
        
        -Can I say something to you?
        
        -Listen, you was really, really, really somethin' back here. 
        
        Incredible!
        
        Are you talkin' to - - me? Whoa!
        
        -Yes. I was talkin' to you. Can I tell you that you that you was great 
        
        back here? Those guards!
        
        They thought they was all of that. Then you showed up, and bam! They 
        
        was trippin' over themselves like babes in the woods. That really made 
        
        me feel good to see that.
        
        -Oh, that's great. Really.
        
        -Man, it's good to be free.
        
        -Now, why don't you go celebrate your freedom with your own friends? 
        
        Hmm?
        
        -But, uh, I don't have any friends. And I'm not goin' out there by 
        
        myself. Hey, wait a minute! I got a great idea! I'll stick with you. 
        
        You're mean, green, fightin' machine. Together we'll scare the spit 
        
        out of anybody that crosses us.
        
        {Roaring}
        
        -Oh, wow! That was really scary. If you don't mind me sayin', if that 
        
        don't work, your breath certainly will get the job done, 'cause you 
        
        definitely need some Tic Tacs or something, 'cause you breath stinks!
        
        You almost burned the hair outta my nose, just like the time - - 
        
        {Mumbling}
        
        Than I ate some rotten berries. I had strong gases eking out of my 
        
        butt that day.
        
        -Why are you following me?
        
        -I'll tell you why. 
        
        
        
        'Cause I'm all alone
        
        There's no one here beside me
        
        My promlems have all gone
        
        There's no one to deride me
        
        But you gotta heve friends - - 
        
        
        
        -Stop singing! It's no wonder you don't have any friends.
        
        -Wow. Only a true friend would be that cruelly honest.
        
        -Listen, little donkey. Take a look at me. What am I?
        
        -Uh - - Really tall?
        
        -No! I'm an orge! You know. "Grab your torch and pitchforks." Doesn't 
        
        that bother you?
        
        -Nope.
        
        -Really?
        
        -Really, really.
        
        -Oh.
        
        -Man, I like you. What's you name?
        
        -Uh, Shrek.
        
        -Shrek? Well, you know what I like about you, Shrek?
        
        You got that kind of I-don't-care-what-nobody-thinks-of-me thing.
        
        I like that. I respect that, Shrek. You all right. Whoo! Look at that. 
        
        Who'd want to live in place like that?
        
        -That would be my home.
        
        -Oh! And it is lovely! Just beautiful. You know you are quite a 
        
        decorator. It's amazing what you've done with such a modest budget. I 
        
        like that boulder. That is a nice boulder.
        
        -I guess you don't entertain much, do you?
        
        -I like my privacy.
        
        -You know, I do too. That's another thing we have in common. Like I 
        
        hate it when you got somebody in your face. You've trying to give them 
        
        a hint, and they won't leave. There's that awkward silence.
        
        -Can I stay with you?
        
        -Uh, what?
        
        -Can I stay with you, please?
        
        -Of course!
        
        -Really?
        
        -No.
        
        -Please! I don't wanna go back there! You don't know what it's like to 
        
        be considered a freak. Well, maybe you do. But that's why we gotta 
        
        stick together. You gotta let me stay! Please! Please!
        
        -Okay! Okay! But one night only.
        
        -Ah! Thank you!
        
        -What are you - - No! No!
        
        -This is gonna be fun! We can stay up late, swappin' manly stories, 
        
        and in the mornin' I'm makin' waffles.
        
        -Oh!
        
        -Where do, uh, I sleep?
        
        -Outside!
        
        -Oh, well. I guess that's cool. I mean, I don't know you, and you 
        
        don't know me, so I guess outside is best, you know.
        
        {Sniffles}
        
        -Here I go.
        
        -Good night.
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -I mean, I do like the outdoors. I'm a donkey. I was born outside. 
        
        I'll just be sitting by myself outside, I guess, you know. By myself, 
        
        outside.
        
        
        
        I'm all alone
        
        There's no one here beside me
        
        {Bubbling}
        
        {Sighs}
        
        {Creaking}
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -I thought I told you to stay outside.
        
        -I'm outside.
        
        {Clattering}
        
        -Well, gents, it's a far cry from the farm, but what choice do we 
        
        have? 
        
        -It's not home, but it'll do just fune.
        
        -What a lovely bed.
        
        -Got ya.
        
        {Sniffs} I found some cheese.
        
        -Ow! {Grunts}
        
        -Blah! Awful stuff.
        
        -Is that you, Gorder?
        
        -How did you know?
        
        -Enough! What are you doing in my house?
        
        {Grunts}
        
        -Hey!
        
        {Snickers}
        
        -Oh, no, no, no. Dead broad off the table.
        
        -Where are we supposed to put her? The bed's taken.
        
        -Huh?
        
        {Gusps}
        
        {Male voice} What?
        
        -I live in a swamp. I put up signs. I'm a terrifying orge! What do I 
        
        have to do get a little privacy?
        
        -Aah!
        
        -Oh, no. No! No!
        
        {Cackling}
        
        -What?
        
        -Quit it.
        
        -Don't push.
        
        {Squeaking}
        
        {Lows}
        
        - What are you doing in my swamp?
        
        {Echoing}
        
        Swamp! Swamp! Swamp!
        
        {Gasping}
        
        -Oh, dear!
        
        -Whoa!
        
        -All right, get out of here. All of you, move it! Come on! Let's go! 
        
        Hapaya! Hapaya! Hey!
        
        -Quickly. Come on!
        
        -No, no! No, no. Not there. Not there.
        
        -Oh!
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -Hey, don't look at me. I didn't invite them.
        
        -Oh, gosh, no one invited us.
        
        -What?
        
        -We were forced to come here.
        
        -By who?
        
        -Lord Farquaad.
        
        -He huffed und he puffed und he...... signed an eviction notice.
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -All right. Who knows where this Farquaad guy is?
        
        {Murmuring}
        
        -Oh, I do. I know where he is.
        
        -Does anyone else know where to find him? Anyone at all?
        
        -Me! Me!
        
        -Anyone?
        
        -Oh! Oh, pick me! Oh, I know! I know! Me, me!
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -Okay, fine. Attention, all fairy tale things. Do not get comfortable. 
        
        Your welcome is officially worn out. In fact, I'm gonna see this guy 
        
        Farquaad right now and get you all off my land and back where you came 
        
        from!
        
        {Cheering}
        
        {Twittering}
        
        -Oh! You! You're comin' with me.
        
        - All right, that's what I like to hear, man. Shrek and Donkey, two 
        
        stalwart friends, off on a whirlwind big-city adventure. I love it!
        
        -On the road again. Sing it with me, Shrek.
        
        -Hey. Oh, oh!
        
        -I can't wait to get on the road again.
        
        -What did I say about singing?
        
        -Can I whistle?
        
        -No.
        
        -Can I hum it?
        
        -All right, hum it.
        
        {Humming}
        
        
        
        {Grunts}
        
        {Whimpering}
        
        -That's enough. He's ready to talk.
        
        {Coughing}
        
        {Laughing}
        
        {Clears throat}
        
        -Run, run, run, as fust as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the 
        
        gingerbread man!
        
        -You are a monster.
        
        -I'm not the monster here. You are. You and the rest of that fairy 
        
        tale trash, poisoning my perfect world. Now, tell me! Where are the 
        
        others?
        
        -Eat me!{Grunts}
        
        -I've tried to be fair to you creatures. Now my patience has reached 
        
        its end! Tell me or I'll - -
        
        -No, no, not the buttons. Not my gumdrop buttons.
        
        -All right then. Who's hiding them?
        
        -Okay, I'll tell you. Do you know the muffin man?
        
        -The muffin man?
        
        -The muffin man.
        
        -Yes, I know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane?
        
        -Well, she's married to the muffin man.
        
        -The muffin man?
        
        -The muffin man!
        
        -She's married to the muffin man.
        
        {Door opens}
        
        -My lord! We found it.
        
        -Then what are you waiting for? Bring it in.
        
        {Man grunting}
        
        {Gasping}
        
        -Oh!
        
        -Magic mirror - - 
        
        -Don't tell him anything!
        
        -No!
        
        {Ginerbread man whispers}
        
        -Evening. Mirror, mirror on the wall. Is this not the most perfect 
        
        kingdom of them all?
        
        -Well, technically you're not a king.
        
        -Uh, Thelonius.
        
        -You were saying?
        
        -What I mean is, you're not a king yet. But you can become one.  All 
        
        you have to do is marry a princess.
        
        -Go on.
        
        {Chuckles}
        
        -So, just sit back and relax, my lord, because it's time for you to 
        
        meet today's eligible bachelorettes. And here they are! Bachelorette 
        
        number one is a mentally abused shut-in from a kingdom far, far away. 
        
        She likes sushi and hot tubbing anytime. Her hobbies include cooking 
        
        and cleaning for her two evil sisters. Please welcome Cinderella.
        
        -Bachelorette number two is a cape-wearing girl from the land of 
        
        fancy. Although she lives with seven other men, she's not easy. Just 
        
        kiss her dead, frozen lips and find out what a live wire she is. Come 
        
        on. Give it up for Snow White!
        
        -And last, but certainly not last, bachelorette number three is a 
        
        fiery redhead from a dragon-guarded castle surrounded by hot boiling 
        
        lava! But don't let that cool you off. She's a loaded pistol who likes 
        
        pina colads and getting caught in the rain. Yours for the rescuing, 
        
        Princess Fiona!
        
        -So will it be bachelorette number one, bachelorette number two or 
        
        bachelorette number three?
        
        -Two! Two!
        
        -Three! Three!
        
        -Two! Two!
        
        -Three! 
        
        -Three? One?
        
        {Shudders} Three?
        
        --Three! Pick number three, my lord!
        
        -Okay, okay, uh, number three!
        
        -Lord Farquaad, you've chosen Princess Fiona.
        
        
        
        If you like pina coladas
        
        And getting caught in the rain
        
        
        
        -Princess Fiona.
        
        
        
        If you're not into yoga
        
        
        
        -She's perfect. All I have to do is just find someone who can go - - 
        
        -But I probably should mention the little thing that happens at night.
        
        -I'll do it.
        
        -Yes, but after sunset - -
        
        -Silence! I will make this Princess Fiona my queen, and DuLoc will 
        
        finally have the perfect king!
        
        Captain, assemble your finest men. We're going to have a tournament.
        
        
        
        -But that's it. That's it right there. That's DuLoc. I told ya I'd 
        
        find it.
        
        -So, that must be Lord Farquaad's castle.
        
        -Uh-huh. That's the place.
        
        -Do you think maybe he's compensating for something?
        
        {Laughs}
        
        {Groans}
        
        -Hey, wait. Wait up, Shrek.
        
        -Hurry, darling. We're late. Hurry.
        
        -Hey, you!
        
        {Screams}
        
        -Wait a second. Look, I'm not gonna eat you. I just - - I just - -
        
        {Whimpering}
        
        {Sighs}
        
        {Whimpering, Groans}
        
        {Turnstile clatters}
        
        {Chuckles}
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -It's quiet. Too quiet.
        
        {Creaking}
        
        -Where is everybody?
        
        -Hey, look at this!
        
        {Clattering, whirring, clicking}
        
        Welcome to DuLoc such a perfect town
        
        Here we have some rules
        
        Let us lay them down
        
        Don't make waves, stay in line
        
        And we'll get along fine
        
        DuLoc is perfect place
        
        Please keep off of the grass
        
        Shine your shoes, wipe your... face
        
        DuLoc is, DuLoc is
        
        DuLoc is perfect ...... place
        
        {Camera shutter clicks
        
        {Whirring}
        
        -Wow! Let's do that again!
        
        -No. No. No, no, no! No.
        
        {Trumpet fanfare}
        
        {Crowd cheering}
        
        -Brave knights.
        
        -You are the best and brightest in all the land.
        
        -Today one of you shall prove himself - -
        
        -All right. You're going the right way for a smacked bottom.
        
        -Sorry about that.
        
        {Cheering}
        
        -That champion shall have the honor - - no, no - - the privilege to go 
        
        forth and rescue the lovely Princess Fiona from the fiery keep of the 
        
        dragon. If for any reason the winner is unsuccessful, the first 
        
        runner-up will take his place and so on and so forth. Some of you mae 
        
        die, but it's a sacrifice I am willing to make.
        
        {Cheering}
        
        -Let the tournament begin!
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -Oh!
        
        -What is that?
        
        {Gasping}
        
        -It's hideous!
        
        -Ah, that's not very nice. It's just a donkey.
        
        -Indeed. Knights, new plan! The one who kills the orge will be named 
        
        champion! Have it him!
        
        -Get him!
        
        -Oh, hey! Now come on! Hang on now.
        
        -Go ahead! Get him!
        
        -Can't we just settle this over a pint?
        
        -Kill the beast!
        
        -No? All right then. Come on!
        
        
        
        I don't give a damn about my reputation
        
        You're living in the past 
        
        It's a new generation
        
        
        
        -Damn!
        
        {Whinnying}
        
        
        
        A girl can do what she wants to do
        
        And that's what I'm gonna do
        
        And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
        
        Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me
        
        Me, me, me
        
        
        
        -Hey, Shrek, tag me! Tag me!
        
        
        
        And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
        
        Never said I wanted to improve my station
        
        
        
        -Ah!
        
        {Laughs}
        
        
        
        And I'm always feelin' good when I'm having fun
        
        
        
        -Yeah!
        
        
        
        And I don't have to please no one
        
        
        
        -The chair! Give him the chair!
        
        
        
        And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
        
        Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me
        
        Me, me, me
        
        Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me, not me
        
        {Bell dings}
        
        {Cheering}
        
        {Laughs}
        
        -Oh, yeah! Ah! Ah! Thank you! Thank you very much! I'm here till 
        
        Thursday. Try the veal! Ha, ha!
        
        {Shrek laughs}
        
        {Crowd gasping, murmuring}
        
        -Shall I give the order, sir?
        
        -No, I have a better idea. People of DuLoc, I give you our champion!
        
        -What?
        
        -Congratulations, orge. You're won the honor of embarking on a great 
        
        and noble quest.
        
        -Quest? I'm already in a quest, a quest to get my swamp back.
        
        -Your swamp?
        
        -Yeah, my swamp! Where you dumped those tale creatures!
        
        {Crowd murmuring}
        
        -Indeed. All right, orge. I'll make you a deal. Go on this quest for 
        
        me, and I'll give you your swamp back.
        
        -Exactly the way it was?
        
        -Down to the last slime-covered toadstool.
        
        -And the squatters?
        
        -As good as gone.
        
        -What kind of quest?
        
        -Let me get this straight. You're gonna go fight a dragon and rescue a 
        
        princess just so Farquaad will give you back a swamp which you only 
        
        don't have because he filled it full of freaks in the first place.
        
        -Is that about right?
        
        -Maybe there's a good reason donkeys shouldn't talk.
        
        -I don't get it. Why don't you just pull some of that orge stuff on 
        
        him? Throttle him, lay siege to his fortress, grinds his bones to make 
        
        your bread, the whole orge trip.
        
        -Oh, I know what. Maybe I could have decapitated an entire village and 
        
        put their heads on a pike, gotten a knife, cut open their spleen and 
        
        drink their fluids. Does that sound good to you?
        
        -Uh, no, not really, no.
        
        -For your information, there's a lot more to orges than people think.
        
        -Example?
        
        -Example? Okay, um, orges are like onions.
        
        -{Sniffs} They stink?
        
        -Yes - - No!
        
        -They make you cry?
        
        -No!
        
        -You leave them in the sun, they get all brown, start sproutin' little 
        
        white hairs.
        
        -No! Layers! Onions have layers. Orges have layers! Onions have 
        
        layers. You get it? We both have layers. 
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -Oh, you both have layers. Oh. {Sniffs} You know, not everybody likes 
        
        onions. Cake! Everybody loves cakes! Cakes have layers.
        
        -I don't care... what everyone likes. Orges are not like cakes.
        
        -You know what else everybody likes? Parfaits. Have you ever met a 
        
        person, you say, "Let's get some parfait," they say, "No, I don't like 
        
        no parfait"? Parfaits are delicious.
        
        -No! You dense, irritating, miniature beast of burden! Orges are like 
        
        onions! And of story. Bye-bye. See ya later.
        
        -Parfaits may be the most delicious thing on the whole damn planet.
        
        -You know, I think I preferred your humming. Do you have a tissure or 
        
        something? I'm making a mess. Just the word parfait make me start 
        
        slobbering.
        
        
        
        I'm on my way from misery to happiness today
        
        Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
        
        I'm on my way from misery to happiness today
        
        Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
        
        And everything that you receive up yonder
        
        Is what you give to me the day I wander
        
        I'm on my way 
        
        I'm on my way 
        
        I'm on my way 
        
        
        
        -Ohh! Shrek! Did you do that?
        
        -You gotta warn somebody before you just crack one off. My mouth was 
        
        open. Believe me, Donkey, if it was me, you'd be dead. {Sniffs} It's 
        
        brimstone We must be getting close.
        
        -Yeah, right, brimstone. Don't be talking about it's the brimstone. I 
        
        know what I smell. It wasn't no brimstone. It didn't come off no stone 
        
        neither.
        
        {Rumbling}
        
        -Sure, it's big enough, but look at the location.
        
        {Laughing}
        
        -Uh, Shrek? Uh, remember when you said orges have layers?
        
        -Oh, aye.
        
        -Well, I have a bit of a confession to make. Donkeys don't have 
        
        layers. We wear our fear right out there on our sleeves.
        
        -Wait a second.  Donkeys don't have sleeves.
        
        -You know what I mean.
        
        -You can't tell me you're afraid of heights.
        
        -I'm just a little uncomfortable about being on a rickety bridge over 
        
        a boiling like of lava!
        
        -Come on, Donkey. I'm right here beside ya, okay? For emotional 
        
        support., we'll just tackle this thing together one little baby step 
        
        at a time.
        
        -Really?
        
        -Really, really.
        
        -Okay, that makes me feel so much better.
        
        -Just keep moving. And don't look  down.
        
        -Okay, don't look  down. Don't look  down. Don't look  down. Keep on 
        
        moving. Don't look  down.
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -Shrek! I'm lookin' down! Oh, God, I can't do this! Just let me off, 
        
        please! 
        
        -But you're already halfway.
        
        -But I know that half is safe!
        
        -Okay, fine. I don't have time for this. You go back.
        
        -Shrek, no! Wait!
        
        -Just, Donkey - - Let's have a dance then, shall me?
        
        -Don't do that!
        
        -Oh, I'm sorry. Do what?
        
        -Oh, this?
        
        -Yes, that!
        
        -Yes? Yes, do it. Okay.
        
        {Screams}
        
        -No, Shrek! No! Stop it!
        
        -You said do it! I'm doin' it.
        
        -I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. Shrek, I'm gonna die. Oh!
        
        -That'll do, Donkey. That'll do.
        
        -Cool.
        
        -So where is this fire-breathing pain-in-the-neck anyway?
        
        -Inside, waiting for us to rescue her.
        
        {Chuckles}
        
        -I was talkin' about the dragon, Shrek.
        
        {Water dripping, wind howling}
        
        -You afraid?
        
        -No.
        
        -But - -
        
        - Shh.
        
        -Oh, good. Me neither.
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -'Cause there's nothin' wrong with bein' afraid. Fear's a sensible 
        
        response to an unfamiliar situation. Unfamiliar dangerous situation, I 
        
        might add. With a dragon that breathes fire and eats knights and 
        
        breathes fire, it sure doesn't mean you're a coward if you're a little 
        
        scared. I sure as heck ain't no coward. I know that.
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -Donkey, two things, okay? Shut ... up. Now go over there and see if 
        
        you can find any stairs.
        
        -Stairs? I thought we was lookin' for the princess.
        
        -The princess will be up the stairs in the highest room in the tallest 
        
        tower.
        
        -What makes you think she'll be there?
        
        -I read it in a book once.
        
        -Cool. You handle the dragon. I'll handle the stairs. I'll find those 
        
        stairs. I'll whip their butt too. Those stairs won't know which way 
        
        they're goin'.
        
        {Creacing}
        
        -I'm gonna take drastic steps. Kick it to the curb. Don't mess with 
        
        me. I'm the stair master. I've mastered the stairs. I wish I had a 
        
        step right here. I'd step all over it.
        
        -Well, at least we know where the princess is, but where's the - - 
        
        -Dragon!
        
        {Screams}
        
        {Gasps}
        
        {Roars}
        
        -Donkey, look out!
        
        {Screams}
        
        {Whimpering}
        
        -Got ya!
        
        {Roars}
        
        {Gasps}
        
        {Shouts}
        
        -Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
        
        {Screaming}
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -Oh! Aah! Aah!
        
        {Gasping}
        
        {Crowls}
        
        -No. Oh, no, No!
        
        {Screams}
        
        -Oh, what large teeth you have.
        
        {Crowls}
        
        -I mean white, sparkling teeth. I know you probably hear this all time 
        
        from your food, but you must bleach, 'cause that is one dazzling smile 
        
        you got  there. Do I detect a hint of minty freshness? And you know 
        
        what else? You're - - You're a girl dragon! Oh, sure! I mean, of 
        
        course you're a girl dragon. You're just reeking of feminine beauty. 
        
        What's the matter with you? You got something in your eye? Ohh. Oh. 
        
        Oh. Man, I'd really love to stay, but you know, I'm, uh - - 
        
        (Coughs)
        
        -I'm an asthmatic, and I don't know if it'd work out if you're gonna 
        
        blow smoke rings. Shrek!
        
        {Gasps}
        
        {Whimpering}
        
        -No! Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!
        
        {Groans, Sighs}
        
        {Vocalizing}
        
        -Oh! Oh!
        
        -Wake up!
        
        -What?
        
        -Are you Princess Fiona?
        
        -I am, awaiting a knight so bold as to rescue me.
        
        -Oh, that's nice. Now let's go!
        
        -But wait, Sir Knight. This be-ith our first meeting. Should it not be 
        
        a wonderful, romantic moment?
        
        -Yeah, sorry, lady. There's no time.
        
        -Hey, wait. What are you doing? You should sweep me off my feet out 
        
        yonder window and down a rope onto your valiant steed.
        
        -You've had a lot of time to plan this, haven't you?
        
        -Mm-hmm.
        
        {Screams, grunts}
        
        -But we have to savor this moment! You could recite an epic poem for 
        
        me. A ballad? A sonnet! A limerick? Or something!
        
        -I don't think so.
        
        -Can I at least know the name of my champion?
        
        -Um, Shrek.
        
        -Sir Shrek.
        
        {Cleans throat}
        
        -I pray that you take this favor as a token of my gratitude.
        
        -Thanks!
        
        {Roaring}
        
        -You didn't slay the dragon?
        
        -It's on my to-do list. Now come on!
        
        {Screams}
        
        -But this isn't right! You were meant to charge in, sword drawn, 
        
        banner flying. That's what all the other knights did.
        
        -Yeah, right before they burst into flame.
        
        -That's not the point. Oh!
        
        -Wait. Where are you going? The next's over there.
        
        -Well, I have to save my ass.
        
        -What kind of knight are you?
        
        -One of a kind.
        
        -Slow down. Slow down, baby, please. I believe it's healthy to get to 
        
        know someone over a long perriod of time. Just call me old-fashioned. 
        
        {Laughs}
        
        -I don't want to rush into a physical relationship. I'm not 
        
        emotionally ready for a commitment of, uh, this - -  Magnitude really 
        
        is the word I'm looking for. Magnitude- - Hey, that is unwanted 
        
        physical contact. Hey, what are you doing? Okay, okay. Let's just back 
        
        up a little and take this one step at a time. We really should get to 
        
        know each other first as friends or pen pals. I'm on the road a lot, 
        
        but I just love receiving cards - -  I'd really love to stay, but - - 
        
        Don't do that! That's my tail! That's my personal tail. You're gonna 
        
        tear it off. I don't give permission - - What are you gonna do with 
        
        that? Hey, now. No way. No! No! No, no! No. No, no, no. No! Oh!
        
        {Growls}
        
        {Roaring}
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -Hi, Princess!
        
        -It talks!
        
        -Yeah, it's getting him to shut up that's the trick.
        
        {Screams}
        
        {Screaming}
        
        -Oh!
        
        {Thuds}
        
        {Groans}
        
        {Roars}
        
        {Roaring}
        
        -Okay, you two, heard for the exit! I'll take care of the dragon.
        
        {Fchoing}
        
        -Run!
        
        {Gasping}
        
        {Screaming}
        
        {Roaring}
        
        {Screams}
        
        {Roars}
        
        {Panting, sighs}
        
        {Whimpers}
        
        {Roars}
        
        -You did it!
        
        -You rescued me! You're amazing. You're - - You're wonderful. 
        
        You're... a little unorthodox I'll admit. But they deed is great, and 
        
        thine heart is pure. I am eternally in your debt. 
        
        {Clears throat}
        
        -And where would a brave knight be without his noble steed?
        
        -I hope you heard that. She called me a noble steed. She think I'm a 
        
        steed.
        
        -The battle is won. You may remove your helmet, good Sir Knight.
        
        -Uh, no.
        
        -Why not?
        
        -I have helmet hair.
        
        -Please. I would'st look upon the face of my rescuer.
        
        -No, no, you wouldn't - - 'st.
        
        -But how will you kiss me?
        
        -What? That wasn't in the job description.
        
        -Maybe it's a perk.
        
        -No, it's destiny. Oh, you must know how it goes. A princess locked in 
        
        a tower and beset by a dragon is rescued by a brave knight, and then 
        
        they share true love's first kiss.
        
        -Hmm? With Shrek? You think- - Wait. Wait. You think that Shrek is you 
        
        true love?
        
        -Well, yes.
        
        {Laughing}
        
        -You think Shrek is your true love!
        
        -What is so funny?
        
        -Let's just say I'm not your tipe, okay?
        
        -Of course, you are. You're my rescuer. Now - - Now remove your 
        
        helmet.
        
        -Look. I really don't think this is a good idea.
        
        -Just take off the helmet.
        
        -I'm not going to.
        
        -Take ot off.
        
        -No!
        
        -Now!
        
        -Okay! Easy. As you command. Your Highness.
        
        -You- - You're a- - an orge.
        
        -Oh, you were expecting Prince Charming.
        
        -Well, yes, actually. Oh, no. This is all wrong. You're not supposed 
        
        to be an orge.
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -Princess, I was sent to rescue you by Lord Farquaad, okay? He is the 
        
        one who wants to marry you.
        
        -Then why didn't he come rescue me?
        
        -Good question. You should ask him that when we get there.
        
        -But I have to be rescued by my true love, not by some prge and his- - 
        
        his pet.
        
        -So much for noble steed.
        
        -You're not making my job any easier.
        
        -I'm sorry, but your job is not my problem. You can tell Lord Farquaad 
        
        that if he wants to rescue me properly, I'll be waiting for him right 
        
        here.
        
        -Hey! I'm no one's messenger boy, all right? I'm a delivery boy.
        
        -You wouldn't dare. Put me down!
        
        -Ya comin', Donkey?
        
        -I'm right behind ya.
        
        -Put me down, or you will suffer the consequences! This is not 
        
        dignified! Put me down!
        
        -Okay, so here's another question. Say there's a woman that digs you, 
        
        right, but you don't really like her that way. How do you let her down 
        
        real easy so her feelings aren't hurt, but you don't get burned to a 
        
        crisp and eaten?
        
        -You just tell her she's not your true love. Everyone knowest what 
        
        happens when you find your - -  Hey!
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -The sooner we get to DuLoc the better.
        
        -You're gonna love it there, Princess. It's beautiful!
        
        -And what of my groom-to-be? Lord Farquaad? What's he like?
        
        -Let me put it this way, Princess. Men of Farquaad's stature are in 
        
        short supply.
        
        {Laughs}
        
        -I don't know. There are those who think little of him.
        
        -Stop it. Stop it, both of you. You're just jealous you can never 
        
        measure up to a great ruler like Lord Farquaad.
        
        -Yeah, well, maybe you're right, Princess. But I'll let you do the 
        
        "measuring" when you see him tomorrow.
        
        -Tomorrow? It'll take that long? Shouldn't we stop to make camp?
        
        -No, that'll take longer. We can keep going.
        
        -But there's robbers in the woods.
        
        -Whoa! Time out, Shrek! Camping's starting to sound good.
        
        -Hey, come on. I'm scarier than anything we're going to see in this 
        
        forest.
        
        -I need to find somewhere to camp now!
        
        {Birds wings fluttering}
        
        {Grunting}
        
        -Hey! Over here.
        
        -Shrek, we can do better than that. I don't think this is fit for a 
        
        princess.
        
        -No, no, it's perfect. It just needs a few homey touches.
        
        -Homey touches? Like what?
        
        {Crashing}
        
        -A door? Well, gentlemen, I bid thee good night.
        
        -You want me to read you a bedtime story? I will.
        
        -I said good night!
        
        -Shrek, What are you doing?
        
        {Laughs}
        
        -I just- - You know - - Oh, come on. I was just kidding.
        
        {Fire cracking}
        
        -And, uh, that one, that's Throwback, the only orge to ever spit over 
        
        three wheat fields. Right. Yeah.
        
        -Hey, can you tell my future from these stars?
        
        -The stars don't tell the future, Donkey. They tell stories. Look, 
        
        there's Bloodnut, the Flatulent. You can guess what he's famous for.
        
        -I know you're making this up.
        
        -No, look. There he is,  and there's the group of hunters running away 
        
        from his stench.
        
        -That ain't nothin' but a bunch of little dots.
        
        -You know, Donkey, sometimes things are more than they appear. Hmm? 
        
        Forget it.
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -Hey, Shrek, what we gonna do when we get our swamp anyway?
        
        -Our swamp?
        
        -You know, when we're through rescuing the princess.
        
        -We? Donkey, there's no "we". There's no "our". There's just me and my 
        
        swamp. The first thing I'm gonna do is build a ten-foot wall arond my 
        
        land.
        
        -You cut me deep, Shrek. You cut me real deep just now. You know what 
        
        I think? I think this whole wall thing is just a way to keep somebody 
        
        out.
        
        -No, do ya think?
        
        -Are you hidin' something?
        
        -Never mind, Donkey.
        
        -Oh, this is another one of those onion things, isn't it?
        
        -No, this is one of those drop-it and leave-it alone things.
        
        -Why don't you want to talk about it?
        
        -Why do you want to talk about it?
        
        -Why are you blocking?
        
        -I'm not blocking.
        
        -Oh, yes, you are.
        
        -Donkey, I'm warning you.
        
        -Who you trying to keep out?
        
        -Everyone! Okay?
        
        -Oh, now we're gettin' somewhere.
        
        -Oh! For the love of Pete!
        
        -What's your problem? What you got against the whole world anyway?
        
        -Look, I'm not the one with the problem, okay? It's the world that 
        
        seems to have a problem with me. People take one look at me and go. 
        
        "Aah! Help! Run! A big, stupid, ugly orge!" They judge me before they 
        
        even know me. That's why I'm better off alone.
        
        -You know what? When we met, I didn't think you was just a big, 
        
        stupid, ugly orge.
        
        -Yeah, I know.
        
        -So, uh, are there any donkeys up there?
        
        -Well, there's, um, Gabby, the Small and Annoying.
        
        -Okay, okay, I see it now. The big shiny one, right there. That one 
        
        there?
        
        -That's the moon.
        
        -Oh, okay.
        
        
        
        {Orchestra}
        
        {Dulcimer}
        
        -Again, show me again. Mirror, mirror, show her to me. Show me the 
        
        princess.
        
        -Hmph.
        
        -Ah. Perfect.
        
        {Inhales}
        
        
        
        {Snoring}
        
        {Vocalizing}
        
        {Whistling}
        
        {Sizzling}
        
        {Sniffs, yawns}
        
        -Mmm, yeah, you know I like it like that.
        
        --Come on, baby. I said I like it.
        
        -Donkey, wake up.
        
        -Huh? What?
        
        -Wake up.
        
        -What?
        
        -Good morning. Hm, how do you like your eggs?
        
        -Good morning, Princess!
        
        -What's all this about?
        
        -You know, we kind of got off to a bad start yesterday. I wanted to 
        
        make it up to you. I mean, after all, you did rescue me.
        
        -Uh, thanks.
        
        {Sniffs}
        
        -Well, eat up. We've got a big day ahead of us.
        
        {Belches}
        
        -Shrek!
        
        -What? It's a compliment. Better out than in, I always say. {Laughs}
        
        -Well, it's no way to behave in front of a princess.
        
        {Belches}
        
        -Thanks.
        
        -She's as nasty as you are.
        
        -{Laughs} You know, you're not exactly what I expected.
        
        -Well, maybe you shouldn't judge people before you get to know them.
        
        {Vocalizing}
        
        
        
        -La liberte! Hey!
        
        -Princess!
        
        {Laughs}
        
        -What are you doing?
        
        -Be still, mon cherie, for I am you savior! And I am rescuing you from 
        
        this green - -
        
        {Kissing sounds}
        
        -beast.
        
        -Hey!
        
        -That's my princess! Go find you own!
        
        -Please, monster! Can't you see I'm a little busy here?
        
        -Look, pal, I don't know who you think you are!
        
        -Oh! Of couse! Oh, how rude. Please let me introduse myself. Oh, Merry 
        
        Men. 
        
        {Laughs}
        
        
        
        {Accordion}
        
        Ta, dah, dah, dah, whoo.
        
        I steal from the rich and give to the needy.
        
        He takes a wee percentage, 
        
        But I'm not greedy. I rescue pretty damsels
        
        Man, I'm good
        
        What a guy, Monsieur Hood
        
        Break it down
        
        I like an honest fight
        
        and a saucy little maid
        
        What he's basically saying
        
        is he likes to get - - 
        
        Paid
        
        So
        
        When an orge in the bush
        
        grabs a lady by the tush
        
        That's bad
        
        That's bad
        
        When a beauty's with a beast
        
        it makes me awfully mad
        
        He's mad
        
        He's really, really mad
        
        I'll take my blade and
        
        ram it through your heart
        
        Keep your eyes on me, boys
        
        'cause I'm about to start
        
        
        
        {Grunts, Groans}
        
        {Karate Yell}
        
        {Merry Men Gasping}
        
        {Panting}
        
        -Man, that was annoying!
        
        -Oh, you little- - 
        
        {Karate Yell}
        
        {Accordion}
        
        {Shouting, groaning}
        
        {Chuckles}
        
        -Uh, shall we?
        
        -Hold the phone.
        
        {Grunts}
        
        Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on now. Where did that come from?
        
        -What?
        
        -That! Back there. That was amazing! Where did you learn that?
        
        -Well - - {Chuckles} When one lives alone, uh, one has to learn these 
        
        things in case there's a - - There's an arrow in your butt!
        
        -What? Oh, would you look at that?
        
        -Oh, no. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry.
        
        -Why? What's wrong?
        
        -Shrek's hurt.
        
        -Shrek's hurt. Shrek's hurt? Oh, no, Shrek's gonna die.
        
        -Donkey, I'm okay.
        
        -You can't do this to me, Shrek. I'm too young for you to die. Keep 
        
        you legs elevated. Turn your head and cough. Does anyone know the 
        
        Heimlich?
        
        -Donkey! Calm down. If you want to help Shrek, run into the woods and 
        
        find me a blue flower with red thorns.
        
        -Blue flower, red thorns. Okay, I'm on it. Blue flower, red thorns. 
        
        Don't die Shrek. If you see a long tunnel, stay away from the light!
        
        -{Both} Donkey!
        
        -Oh, yeah. Right. Blue flower, red thorns.
        
        -What are the flowers for?
        
        -For getting rid of Donkey.
        
        -Ah.
        
        -Now you hold still, and I'll yank this thing out.
        
        -Ow! Hey! Easy with the yankin'.
        
        -I'm sorry, but it has to come out.
        
        -No, it's tender.
        
        -Now, hold on.
        
        -What you're doing is the opposite of help.
        
        -Don't move.
        
        -Look, time out.
        
        -Would you - - 
        
        {Grunts}
        
        -Okay. What do you propose we do?
        
        -Blue flower, red thorns. Blue flower, red thorns. Blue flower, red 
        
        thorns. This would be so much easier if I wasn't color-blind! Blue 
        
        flower, red thorns.
        
        -Ow!
        
        -Hold on, Shrek! I'm comin'!
        
        -Ow! Not good.
        
        -Okay. Okay. I can nearly see the head.
        
        {Grunts}
        
        -It's just about - - 
        
        -Ow! Ohh!
        
        -Ahem.
        
        -Nothing happend. We were just, uh - - 
        
        -Look, if you wanted to be alone, all you had to do was ask. Okay?
        
        -Oh, come on! That's the last thing on my mind. The princess here was 
        
        just- - Ugh! 
        
        -Ow!
        
        -Hey, what's that?
        
        {Nervous chickle}
        
        -That's- - Is that blood?
        
        {Sighs}
        
        {Bird chirping}
        
        {Grunts}
        
        
        
        My beloved monster and me
        
        We go everywhere together
        
        Wearin' a raincoat
        
        that has four sleeves
        
        Gets us through all kinds of weather
        
        
        
        -Aah!
        
        
        
        She will always be the only thing
        
        That comes between me and the awful sting
        
        That comes from living in a world
        
        that's so damn mean
        
        {Croaks}
        
        Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
        
        -Hey!
        
        La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la
        
        {Both laughing}
        
        La-la, la-la, la-la
        
        
        
        -There it is, Princess. Your future awaits you.
        
        -That's DuLoc?
        
        -Yeah, I know. You know, Shrek thinks Lord Farquaad's compensating for 
        
        something,  which I think means he has a really - - Ow!
        
        -Um, I, uh- -  I guess we better move on.
        
        -Sure. But, Shrek? I'm - - I'm worried about Donkey.
        
        {Blubbering}
        
        -What?
        
        -I mean, look at him. He doesn't look so good. 
        
        -What are you talking about? I'm fine.
        
        -That's what they always say, and then next thing you know, you're on 
        
        your back. Dead.
        
        -You know, she's right. You look awful. Do you want to sit down?
        
        -Uh, you know, I'll make you some tea.
        
        -I didn't want to say nothin', but I got this twinge in my neck, and 
        
        when I turn my head like this, look, 
        
        {Bones crunch}
        
        -Ow! See?
        
        -Who's hungry? I'll find us some dinner.
        
        -I'll get the firewood.
        
        -Hey, where you goin'? Oh, man, I can't feel my toes! I don't have any 
        
        toes! I think I need a hug.
        
        
        
        -Mmm. This is good. This is really good. What is this?
        
        -Uh, weedrat. Rotisserie style.
        
        -No kidding. Well, this is delicious.
        
        -Well, they're also great in stews. Now, I don't mean to brag, but I 
        
        make a mean weedrat stew.
        
        {Chuckling}
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -I guess I'll be dining a little differently tomorrow night.
        
        {Gulps}
        
        -Maybe you can come visit me in the swamp sometime. I'll cook all kind 
        
        of stuff for you. Swamp toad soup, fish eye tartare - - you name it.
        
        {Chuckles}
        
        -I'd like that.
        
        {Slurps, laughs}
        
        
        
        See the pyramids along the Nile
        
        
        
        -Um, Princess?
        
        
        
        Watch the sunrise from a tropic isle
        
        
        
        -Yes, Shrek?
        
        -I, um, I was wondering.
        
        
        
        Just remember, darling all the while
        
        
        
        -Are you- - 
        
        
        
        You belong to me
        
        
        
        {Sighs} 
        
        -Are you gonna eat that?
        
        {Chuckles}
        
        -Man, isn't this romantic? Just look at that sunset.
        
        -Sunset?
        
        -Oh, no! I mean, it's late. I-It's very late.
        
        -What?
        
        -Wait a minute. I see what's goin' on here. You're afraid of the dark, 
        
        aren't you?
        
        -Yes! Yes, that's it. I'm terrified. You know, I'd better go inside.
        
        -Don't feel bad, Princess. I used to be afraid of the dark, too, until 
        
        - - Hey, no, wait. I'm still afraid of the dark.
        
        {Shrek sighs}
        
         -Good night.
        
         -Good night.
        
        {Door creaks}
        
        -Ohh! Now I really see what's goin' on here.
        
        -Oh, what are you talkin' about?
        
        -I don't even wanna hear it. Look, I'm an animal, and I got instincts. 
        
        And I know you two were diggin' on each other. I could feel it.
        
        -You're crazy. I'm just bringing her back to Farquaad.
        
        -Oh, come on, Shrek. Wake up and smell the pheromones. Just go on in 
        
        and tell her how you feel.
        
        -I- - There's nothing to tell. Besides, even if I did tell her that, 
        
        well, you know - - and I'm not sayin' I do 'cause I don't - - she's a 
        
        princess, and I'm - - 
        
        -An orge?
        
        -Yeah. An orge.
        
        -Hey, where you goin'?
        
        -To get... move firewood.
        
        {Sighs} 
        
        
        
        -Princess? Princess Fiona? Princess, where are you?
        
        {Wings fluttering}
        
        -Princess?
        
        {Creaking}
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -It's very spooky in here. I ain't playing no games.
        
        {Screams}
        
        -Aah!
        
        -Oh, no!
        
        -No, help!
        
        -Shh!
        
        -Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!
        
        -No, it's okay. It's okay.
        
        -What did you do with the princess?
        
        -Donkey, I'm the princess.
        
        -Aah!
        
        -It's me, in this body.
        
        -Oh, my God! You ate the princess. Can you hear me?
        
        -Donkey!
        
        -Listen, keep breathing! I'll get you out of there!
        
        -No!
        
        -Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!
        
        -Shh.
        
        -Shrek!
        
        -This is me.
        
        {Muffled mumbling}
        
        -Princess? What happened to you? You're, uh, uh, uh, different.
        
        -I'm ugly, okay?
        
        -Well, yeah! Was it something you ate? 'Cause I told Shrek those rats 
        
        was a bad idea. You are what you eat, I said. Now - - 
        
        -No.
        
        -I - - I've been this way as long as I can remember.
        
        -What do you mean? Look, I ain't never seen you like this before.
        
        -It's only happens when sun goes down.
        
        "By night one way, by day another. This shall be the norm... until you 
        
        find true love's first kiss... and then take love's true form."
        
        -Ah, that's beautiful. I didn't know you wrote poetry.
        
        -It's a spell.
        
        {Sighs} 
        
        -When I was a little girl, a witch cast a spell on me. Every night I 
        
        become this. This horrible, ugly beast! I was placed in a tower to 
        
        await the day my true love would rescue me. That's why I have to marry 
        
        Lord Farquaad tomorrow before the sun sets and he sees me like this.
        
        {Sobs}
        
        -All right, all right. Calm down. Look, it's not that bad. You're not 
        
        that ugly. Well, I ain't gonna lie. You are ugly. But you only look 
        
        like this at night. Shrek's ugly 24-7.
        
        -But Donkey, I'm a princess, and this is not how a princess is meant 
        
        to look.
        
        -Princess, how 'bout if you don't marry Farquaad?
        
        -I have to.  Only my true love's kiss can break the spell.
        
        -But, you know, um, you're kind of an orge, and Shrek - - well, you 
        
        got a lot in common.
        
        -Shrek?
        
        
        
        -Princess, I - - Uh, how's it going, first of all? Good? Um, good for 
        
        me too. I'm okay. I saw this flower and thought of you because it's 
        
        pretty and - - well, I don't really like it, but I thought you might 
        
        like it 'cause you're pretty. But I like you anyway. I'd - - uh, uh - 
        
        - 
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -I'm in trouble. Okay, here we go.
        
        -I can't just marry whoever I want. Take a good look at me, Donkey. I 
        
        mean, really, who can ever love a beast so hideous and ugly? 
        
        "Princess" and "ugly" don't go together. That's why I can't stay here 
        
        with Shrek.
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -My only chance to live happily ever after is to marry my true love.
        
        {Deep sigh}
        
        -Don't you see, Donkey? That's just how it has to be. It's the only 
        
        way to break the spell.
        
        -You at least gotta tell Shrek the truth.
        
        -No! You can't breathe a word. No one must ever know.
        
        -What's the point of being able to talk if you gotta keep secrets?
        
        -Promise you won't tell. Promise!
        
        -All right, all right. I won't tell him. But you should. I just know 
        
        before this is over, I'm gonna need a whole lot of serious therapy.
        
        -Look at my eye twitchin'.
        
        {Door opens}
        
        {Snoring}
        
        -I tell him, I tell him not. I tell him, I tell him not. I tell him. 
        
        -Shrek! Shrek, there's something I want - - 
        
        {Snoring}
        
        -Shrek. Are you all right?
        
        -Perfect! Never been better.
        
        -I - - I don't - - There's something I have to tell you.
        
        -You don't have to tell me anything, Princess. I heard enough last 
        
        night.
        
        -You heard what I said?
        
        -Every word.
        
        -I thought you'd understand.
        
        -Oh, I undersatnd. Like you said, "Who could love a hideous, ugly 
        
        beast?" 
        
        -But I thought that wouldn't matter to you.
        
        -Yeah? Well, it does.
        
        {Gasps, sighs}
        
        -Ah, right on time.
        
        {Horse whinnies}
        
        -Princess, I've brought you a little something.
        
        {Fanfare}
        
        {Yawns}
        
        -What'd I miss? What'd I miss?
        
        {Muffled}
        
        -Who said that? Couldn't have been a donkey.
        
        -Princess Fiona.
        
        -As promised. Now hand it over.
        
        -Very well, orge. The deed to your swamp, cleared out, as agreed.
        
        -Take it and go before I change my mind.
        
        -Forgive me, Princess, for startling you, but you startled me, for I 
        
        have never seen such a radiant beauty before. I'm Lord Farquaad.
        
        -Lord Farquaad? Oh, no, no.
        
        {Snaps fingers}
        
        -Forgive me, my lord, for I was just saying a short... farewell.
        
        -Oh, that is so sweet. You don't have to waste good manners on the 
        
        orge. It's not like it has feelings.
        
        -No, you're right. It doesn't.
        
        -Princess Fiona, beautiful, fair, flawerss Fiona. I ask your hand in 
        
        marriage.
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -Will you be the perfect bride for the perfect groom?
        
        -Lord Farquaad, I accept. Nothing would make - - 
        
        -Excellent! I'll start the plans, for tomorrow we wed!
        
        -No! I mean, uh, why wait? Let's get married today before the sun 
        
        sets.
        
        -Oh, anxious, are you? You're right. The sooner, the better. There's 
        
        so much to do! Threre's the caterer, the cake, the band, the guest 
        
        list. Captain, round up some guests!
        
        -Fare-thee-well, orge.
        
        -Shrek, what are you doing? You're letting her get away.
        
        -Yeah? So what?
        
        -Shrek, there's something about her you don't know. Look, I talked to 
        
        her last night, She's - - 
        
        -I know you talked to her last night. You're great pals, aren't ya? 
        
        Now, if you two are such good friends, why don't you follow her home?
        
        -Shrek, I - - I wanna go with you.
        
        -I told you, didn't I? You're not coming home with me. I live alone! 
        
        My swamp! Me! Nobody else! Understand? Nobody! Especially useless, 
        
        pathetic, annoying, talking donkeys!
        
        -But I thought - - 
        
        -Yeah. You know what? You tought wrong!
        
        -Shrek.
        
        
        
        I heard there was a secret chord
        
        That David played and it pleased the Lord
        
        But you don't really care for music, do ya
        
        It goes like this the fourth, the fifth
        
        The minor fall the major lift
        
        The baffled king composing hallelujah
        
        Hallelujah,  hallelujah
        
        Baby, I've been here before
        
        I know this room I've walked this floor
        
        I used to live alone before I knew you
        
        I've seen your flag on the marble arch
        
        But love is not a victory march
        
        It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
        
        Hallelujah,  hallelujah
        
        And all I ever learned from love
        
        Is how to shoot at someone
        
        Who outdrew you
        
        {Moaning}
        
        And it's not a cry you can hear at night
        
        It's not somebody who's seen the light
        
        It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
        
        {Moaning}
        
        Hallelujah,  hallelujah
        
        
        
        {Thumping sound}
        
        -Donkey?
        
        {Grunts}
        
        -What are you doing?
        
        -I would think, of all people, you would recognize a wall when you see 
        
        one.
        
        -Well, yeah. But the wall's supposed to go around my swamp, not 
        
        through it.
        
        -It is around your half. See that's your half, and this is my half.
        
        -Oh! Your half. Hmm.
        
        -Yes, my half. I helped rescue the princess. I did half the work. I 
        
        get half the booty. Now hand me that big old rock, the one that looks 
        
        like your head.
        
        -Back off!
        
        -No, you back off.
        
        -This is my swamp!
        
        -Our swamp.
        
        -Let go, Donkey!
        
        -You let go.
        
        -Stubborn jackass!
        
        -Smelly orge.
        
        -Fine!
        
        -Hey, hey, come back here. I'm not through with you yet.
        
        -Well, I'm through with you.
        
        -Uh-uh. You know, with you it's always, "Me, me, me!" Well, guess 
        
        what! Now it's my turn! So you just shut up and pay attention! You are 
        
        mean to me. You insult me and you don't appreciate anything that I do! 
        
        You're always pushing me around or pushing me away.
        
        -Oh, yeah? Well, if I treated you so bad, how come you came back?
        
        -Because that's what friends do! They forgive each other!
        
        -Oh, yeah. You're right, Donkey. I forgive you... for stabbin' me in 
        
        the back!
        
        -Ohh! You're so wrapped up in layers, onion boy, you're afraid of your 
        
        own feelings.
        
        -Go away!
        
        -There you are , doing it again just like you did to Fiona. All she 
        
        ever do was like you, maybe even love you.
        
        -Love me? She said I was ugly, a hideous creature. I heard the two of 
        
        you talking. 
        
        -She wasn't talkin' about you. She was talkin' about, uh, somebody 
        
        else.
        
        -She wasn't talking about me? Well, then who was she talking about?
        
        -Uh-uh, no way. I ain't saying anything. You don't wanna listen to me. 
        
        Right? Right?
        
        -Donkey!
        
        -No!
        
        -Okay, look. I'm sorry, all right?
        
        {Sighs}
        
        -I'm sorry. I guess I am just a big, stupid, ugly orge. Can you 
        
        forgive me?
        
        -Hey, that's what friends are for, right?
        
        -Right. Friends?
        
        -Friends.
        
        -So, um, what did Fiona say about me?
        
        -What are you asking me for? Why don't you just go ask her?
        
        -The wedding! We'll never make it in time.
        
        -Ha-ha-ha! Never fear, for where, there's a will, there's a way and I 
        
        have a way.
        
        {Whistles}
        
        -Donkey?
        
        -I guess it's just my animal magnetism.
        
        {Laughing}
        
        -Aw, come here, you.
        
        -All right, all right.Don't get all slobbery. No one likes a kiss ass. 
        
        All right, hop on and hold on tight. I haven't had a chance to install 
        
        the seat belts yet.
        
        -Whoo!
        
        {Bells tolling}
        
        {All gasping}
        
        -People of DuLoc, we gather here today to bear witnss to the union....
        
        -Um-
        
        -of our new king - -
        
        -Excuse me. Could we just skip ahead to the "I do's"?
        
        {Chuckling}
        
        -Go on.
        
        -Go ahead, HAVE SOME FUN. If we need you, I'll whistle. How about 
        
        that? Shrek, wait, wait! Wait a minute! You wanna do this right, don't 
        
        you?
        
        -What are you talking about?
        
        -There's a line you gotta wait for. The preacher's gonna say, "Speak 
        
        now or forever hold your peace." That's when you say, "I object!"
        
        -I don't have time for this!
        
        -Hey, wait. What are you doing? Listen to me! Look, you love this 
        
        woman, don't you?
        
        -Yes.
        
        -You wanna hold her?
        
        -Yes.
        
        -Please her?
        
        -Yes!
        
        -Then you got to, got to try a little tenderness. The chicks love that 
        
        romantic crap!
        
        -All right! Cut it out. When does this guy say the line?
        
        -We gotta check it out.
        
        
        
        -And so, by the power vested in me, 
        
        -What do you see?
        
        -The whole town's in there.
        
        -I now pronounce you husband and wife,
        
        -They're at the altar.
        
        -king and queen.
        
        -Mother Fletcher! He already said it.
        
        -Oh, for the love of Pete!
        
        {Grunts}
        
        -I object!
        
        -Shrek?
        
        {Gasps}
        
        -Oh, now what does he want?
        
        -Hi, everyone. Havin' a good time, are ya? I love DuLoc, first at all. 
        
        Very clean.
        
        -What are you doing here?
        
        -Really, it's rude enough being alive when no one wants you, but 
        
        showing up uninvited to a wedding - -
        
        -Fiona! I need to talk to you.
        
        -Oh, now you wanna talk? It's a little late for that, so if you'll 
        
        excuse me - - 
        
        -But you can't marry him.
        
        -And why not?
        
        -Because- - Because he's just marring you so he can be king.
        
        -Outrageous! Fiona, don't listen to him.
        
        -He's not your true love.
        
        -And what do you know about true love?
        
        -Well, I - - Uh - - I mean - - 
        
        -Oh, this is precious. The orge has fallen in love with the princess! 
        
        Oh, good Lord.
        
        {Crowd laughting}
        
        -An orge and a princess!
        
        -Shrek, is this true?
        
        -Who cares? It's preposterous! Fiona, my love, we're but a kiss away 
        
        from our "happily ever after." Now kiss me! Mmmmm!
        
        -"By night one way, by day another." I wanted to show you before.
        
        {Whimpers}
        
        {Crown gasping}
        
        -Well, uh, that explains a lot.
        
        -Ugh! It's disgusting! Guards! Guards! I order you to get that out of 
        
        my sight now! Get them! Get them both!
        
        -No, no!
        
        -Shrek!
        
        -This hocus-pocus alters nothing. This marriage is binding, and that 
        
        makes me king! See? See?
        
        -No, let go of me! Shrek!
        
        -No!
        
        -Don't just stand there, you morons.
        
        -Get out of my way! Fiona! Arrgh! 
        
        -I'll make you regret the day we met. I'll see you drawn and 
        
        quartered!
        
        -You'll beg for death to save you!
        
        -No, Shrek!
        
        -And as for you, my wife,
        
        -Fiona!
        
        -I'll have you locked back in that tower for the rest of your days!
        
        -I'm king!
        
        {Whistles}
        
        -I will have order! I will have perfection! I will have - - Aaaah!
        
        -Aah!
        
        -All right. Nobody move. I got a dragon here, and I'm not afraid to 
        
        use it.
        
        {Roars}
        
        -I'm a donkey on the edge!
        
        {Belches}
        
        -Celebrity marriages. They never last, do they?
        
        {Cheering}
        
        -Go ahead, Shrek.
        
        -Uh, Fiona?
        
        -Yes, Shrek?
        
        -I - - I love you.
        
        -Really?
        
        -Really, really.
        
        - I love you too.
        
        -Aawww!
        
        -"Until you find true love's first kiss and then take love's true 
        
        form."
        
        -"Take love's true form. Take love's true form."
        
        -Fiona? Fiona. Are you all right?
        
        -Well, yes. But I don't understand. I'm supposed to be beautiful.
        
        -But you ARE beautiful.
        
        {Chuckles}
        
        -I was hoping this would be a happy ending.
        
        
        
        I thought love was only true in fairy tales
        
        Oy!
        
        Meant for someone else but not for me
        
        Love was out to get me
        
        That's the way it seemed
        
        Disappointment haunted all my dreams
        
        And then I saw her face
        
        Now I'm a believer and not a trace
        
        Of doubt in my mind
        
        I'm in love
        
        Ooh-aah
        
        I'm a believer I couldn't leave her
        
        If I tried
        
        
        
        -God bless us, every one.
        
        
        
        Come on, y'all!
        
        Then I saw her face
        
        Ha-ha
        
        Now I'm a believer 
        
        Listen!
        
        Not a trace
        
        Of doubt in my mind
        
        I'm in love
        
        Ooh-aah
        
        I'm a believer 
        
        I couldn't leave her if I tried
        
        -Ooh!
        
        -Uh!
        
        Then I saw her face
        
        Now I'm a believer 
        
        Hey!
        
        Not a trace
        
        Uhh! Yeah.
        
        Of doubt in my mind
        
        
        
        -One more time!
        
        I'm in love
        
        I'm a believer 
        
        Come on!
        
        I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, 
        
        I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, hey
        
        Y'all sing it with me!
        
        I
        
        Believe
        
        I believe
        
        People in the back!
        
        I believe
        
        I'm a believer 
        
        I believe
        
        I believe
        
        I believe
        
        I believe
        
        {Hysterical laughing}
        
        -Oh, that's funny. Oh. Oh.
        
        -I can't breathe. I can't breathe. 
        
        
        
        I believe in self-assertion
        
        Destiny or a slight diversion
        
        Now it seems I've got my head on straight
        
        I'm a freak an apparition
        
        Seems I've made the right decision
        
        To try to turn back now it might be too late
        
        
        
        Now I want to stay home today
        
        Don't wanna go out
        
        If anyone comes to play
        
        Gonna get thrown out
        
        I wanna stay home today
        
        Don't want no company
        
        No way
        
        Yeah, yeah, yeah
        
        
        
        I wanna be a millionaire someday
        
        But know what it feels like to give it away
        
        Watch me march to the beat of my own drum
        
        And it's off to the moon and then back again
        
        Same old day Same situation
        
        My happiness rears back as if to say
        
        
        
        I wanna stay home today
        
        Don't wanna go out
        
        If anyone comes to play
        
        Gonna get thrown out
        
        I wanna stay home today
        
        Don't want no company
        
        No way
        
        Yeah, yeah, yeah
        
        
        
        I wanna stay home, stay home, stay home.........
        
        
        
        
        
        I get such a thrill when you look in my eyes
        
        My heart skips a beat
        
        Girl, I feel so alive
        
        Please tell me, baby, if all this is true
        
        'Cause deep down inside all I wanted was you
        
        Oh-oh-oh
        
        Makes me wanna dance
        
        Oh-oh-oh
        
        It's a new romance
        
        Oh-oh-oh
        
        I look into your eyes
        
        Oh-oh-oh
        
        The best years of our lives
        
        When we first met
        
        I could hardly believe
        
        The things that would happen 
        
        and we could achieve
        
        So let's be together
        
        for all of our time
        
        Oh, girl, I'm so thankful
        
        that you are still mine
        
        You always consider me
        
        like an ugly duckling
        
        And treat me like a Nostradamus
        
        was why I had to get my shine on
        
        I break a little something
        
        to keep my mind on
        
        'Cause you had my mind gone
        
        Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh
        
        Turn the lights on, Come on, baby
        
        Let's just rewind the song
        
        'Cause all I want to do is 
        
        make the rest years the best years
        
        All night long
        
        
        
        Oh-oh-oh
        
        Makes me wanna dance
        
        Makes me wanna dance
        
        Oh-oh-oh
        
        It's a new romance
        
        It's a new romance
        
        Oh-oh-oh
        
        I look into your eyes
        
        Oh, yeah, yeah
        
        I look into your eyes
        
        Oh-oh-oh
        
        The best years of our lives
        
        Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..............
        
        
        
        
        
        Everything looks bright
        
        Standing in your light
        
        Everything feels right
        
        What's left is out of sight
        
        What's a girl to do 
        
        I'm telling you
        
        You're on my mind
        
        I wanna be with you
        
        'Cause when you're
        
        standin' next to me
        
        It's like wow
        
        And all your kisses
        
        seem to set me free
        
        It's like wow
        
        And when we touch
        
        it's such a rush
        
        I can't get enough
        
        It's like- - It's like
        
        Ooh-ooh
        
        Hey, what
        
        It's like wow
        
        Ooh-ooh, hey
        
        Hey, yeah
        
        It's like wow
        
        Everything is looking
        
        right now, right now
        
        It's like wow
        
        And I got this feeling
        
        This feeling 
        
        it's just like wow
        
        It's just like wow
        
        You are all I'm thinking of.
        
        Like wow
        
        Everything feels right
        
        Everything feels right
        
        Like wow
        
        Everything looks bright
        
        All my senses are right
        
        Like wow
        
        Everything feels right
        
        Baby, baby, baby
        
        the way I'm feeling you
        
        Is like wow
        
        
        
        There is something
        
        that I see
        
        In the way 
        
        you look at me
        
        There's a smile
        
        There's a truth
        
        In your eyes
        
        What an unexpected way
        
        On this unexpected day
        
        Could it be
        
        This is where I belong
        
        It is you I have loved
        
        All long
        
        There's no more mystery
        
        It is finally clear to me
        
        You're the home
        
        my heart's searched for
        
        So long
        
        It is you I have loved
        
        All long
        
        Whoa, over and over
        
        I'm filled with emotion
        
        As I look
        
        Into your perfect face
        
          16 janvier 2023 à 16:21:14

          sur la ligne de commande, un simple ls peut le dire.
          $ ls /home/k2110/Téléchargements/site_lowtech/img/icon_site.png

          dans un script, on utilisera test :

          file='/home/k2110/Téléchargements/site_lowtech/img/icon_site.png'
          if test -f "$file"
          then
             scp "$file" $user@$machine:/chemin/distant
          else
             >&2 echo "missing file"
             exit 1
          fi
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            18 janvier 2023 à 8:49:32

            J'ai tenté d'utiliser le "ls [emplacement] mais même discours, "no such file or directory" alors que je vois bien que le fichier existe.

            l'erreur viendrait peut-être de l'emplacement en lui même ? pour le trouver je vais directement sur "copier l'emplacement" (ctrl+alt+C) donc je sais pas trop...

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             {Man} Once upon a time there was a lovely princess.
            
            But she had an enchantment upon her of a fearful sort which could only 
            
            be broken by love's first kiss.
            
            She was locked away in a castle guarded by a terrible fire-breathing 
            
            dragon.
            
            Many brave knigts had attempted to free her from this dreadful prison, 
            
            but non prevailed.
            
            She waited in the dragon's keep in the highest room of the tallest 
            
            tower for her true love and true love's first kiss.
            
            {Laughing} 
            
            Like that's ever gonna happen.
            
            {Paper Rusting, Toilet Flushes}
            
            What a load of - 
            
            
            
            Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
            
            I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
            
            She was lookin' kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
            
            In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
            
            The years start comin' and they don't stop comin'
            
            Fed to the rules and hit the ground runnin'
            
            Didn't make sense not to live for fun
            
            Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
            
            So much to do so much to see
            
            So what's wrong with takin' the backstreets
            
            You'll never know if you don't go
            
            You'll never shine if you don't glow
            
            Hey, now You're an all-star
            
            Get your game on, go play
            
            Hey, now You're a rock star
            
            Get the show on, get paid
            
            And all that glitters is gold
            
            Only shootin' stars break the mold
            
            It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
            
            You're bundled up now but wait till you get older
            
            But the meteor men beg to differ
            
            Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
            
            The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin
            
            The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
            
            My world's on fire
            
            How 'bout yours
            
            That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored
            
            Hey, now, you're an all-star
            
            {Shouting}
            
            Get your game on, go play
            
            Hey, now You're a rock star
            
            Get the show on, get paid
            
            And all that glitters is gold
            
            Only shootin' stars break the mold
            
            {Belches}
            
            Go!
            
            Go!
            
            {Record Scratching}
            
            Go. Go.Go.
            
            Hey, now, you're an all-star
            
            Get your game on, go play
            
            Hey, now You're a rock star
            
            Get the show on, get paid
            
            And all that glitters is gold
            
            Only shootin' stars break the mold
            
            
            
            -Think it's in there?
            
            -All right. Let's get it!
            
            -Whoa. Hold on. Do you know what that thing can do to you?
            
            -Yeah, it'll grind your bones for it's bread.
            
            {Laughs}
            
            -Yes, well, actually, that would be a gaint.
            
            Now, ogres - - They're much worse.
            
            They'll make a suit from your freshly peeled skin.
            
            -No!
            
            -They'll shave your liver. Squeeze the jelly from your eyes!
            
            Actually, it's quite good on toast.
            
            -Back! Back, beast! Back! I warn ya!
            
            {Gasping}
            
            -Right.
            
            {Roaring}
            
            {Shouting}
            
            {Roaring}
            
            {Whispers} This is the part where you run away.
            
            {Gasping}
            
            {Laughs}
            
            {Laughing} And stay out!
            
            "Wanted. Fairy tale creatures."
            
            {Sighs}
            
            {Man's voice} All right. This one's full.
            
            -Take it away!
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -Move it along. Come on! Get up!
            
            -Next!
            
            -Give me that! Your fiying days are over.
            
            That's 20 pieces of silver for the witch. Next!
            
            -Get up! Come on!
            
            -Twenty pieces.
            
            {Thudding}
            
            -Sit down there!
            
            -Keep quiet!
            
            {Crying}
            
            -This cage is too small.
            
            -Please, don't turn me in. I'll never be stubborn again.
            
            I can change. Please! Give me another chance!
            
            -Oh, shut up.
            
            -Oh!
            
            -Next!
            
            -What have you got?
            
            -This little wooden puppet.
            
            -I'm not a puppet. I'm a real boy.
            
            -Five shillings for the possessed toy. Take it away.
            
            -Father, please! Don't let them do this!
            
            -Help me!
            
            -Next! What have you got?
            
            -Well, I've got a talking donkey.
            
            {Grunts}
            
            -Right. Well, that's good for ten shillings, if you can prove it.
            
            -Oh, go ahead, little fella.
            
            -Well?
            
            -Oh, oh, he's just - - He's just a little nervous.
            
            He's really quite a chatterbox. Talk, you boneheaded dolt - -
            
            -That's it. I've heard enough. Guards!
            
            -No, no, he talks! He does. I can talk. I love to talk.
            
            I'm the talkingest damn thing you ever saw.
            
            -Get her out of my sight.
            
            -No, no! I swear! Oh! He can talk!
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -Hey! I can fly!
            
            -He can fly!
            
            -He can fly!
            
            -He can talk!
            
            -Ha, ha! That's right, fool! Now I'm a flying, talking donkey.
            
            You might have seen a housefly, maybe even a superfly
            
            but I bet you ain't never seen a donkey fly. Ha, ha!
            
            Oh-oh.
            
            {Grunts}
            
            -Seize him!
            
            -After him! He's getting away!
            
            {Grunts, Gasps}
            
            {Man}
            
            -Get him! This way! Turn!
            
            -You there. Orge!
            
            -Aye?
            
            -By the order of Lord Farquaad I am authorized to place you both under 
            
            arrest
            
            and transport you to a designated..... resettlement facility.
            
            -Oh, really? You and what army?
            
            {Gasps, Whimpering}
            
            {Chuckles}
            
            -Can I say something to you?
            
            -Listen, you was really, really, really somethin' back here. 
            
            Incredible!
            
            Are you talkin' to - - me? Whoa!
            
            -Yes. I was talkin' to you. Can I tell you that you that you was great 
            
            back here? Those guards!
            
            They thought they was all of that. Then you showed up, and bam! They 
            
            was trippin' over themselves like babes in the woods. That really made 
            
            me feel good to see that.
            
            -Oh, that's great. Really.
            
            -Man, it's good to be free.
            
            -Now, why don't you go celebrate your freedom with your own friends? 
            
            Hmm?
            
            -But, uh, I don't have any friends. And I'm not goin' out there by 
            
            myself. Hey, wait a minute! I got a great idea! I'll stick with you. 
            
            You're mean, green, fightin' machine. Together we'll scare the spit 
            
            out of anybody that crosses us.
            
            {Roaring}
            
            -Oh, wow! That was really scary. If you don't mind me sayin', if that 
            
            don't work, your breath certainly will get the job done, 'cause you 
            
            definitely need some Tic Tacs or something, 'cause you breath stinks!
            
            You almost burned the hair outta my nose, just like the time - - 
            
            {Mumbling}
            
            Than I ate some rotten berries. I had strong gases eking out of my 
            
            butt that day.
            
            -Why are you following me?
            
            -I'll tell you why. 
            
            
            
            'Cause I'm all alone
            
            There's no one here beside me
            
            My promlems have all gone
            
            There's no one to deride me
            
            But you gotta heve friends - - 
            
            
            
            -Stop singing! It's no wonder you don't have any friends.
            
            -Wow. Only a true friend would be that cruelly honest.
            
            -Listen, little donkey. Take a look at me. What am I?
            
            -Uh - - Really tall?
            
            -No! I'm an orge! You know. "Grab your torch and pitchforks." Doesn't 
            
            that bother you?
            
            -Nope.
            
            -Really?
            
            -Really, really.
            
            -Oh.
            
            -Man, I like you. What's you name?
            
            -Uh, Shrek.
            
            -Shrek? Well, you know what I like about you, Shrek?
            
            You got that kind of I-don't-care-what-nobody-thinks-of-me thing.
            
            I like that. I respect that, Shrek. You all right. Whoo! Look at that. 
            
            Who'd want to live in place like that?
            
            -That would be my home.
            
            -Oh! And it is lovely! Just beautiful. You know you are quite a 
            
            decorator. It's amazing what you've done with such a modest budget. I 
            
            like that boulder. That is a nice boulder.
            
            -I guess you don't entertain much, do you?
            
            -I like my privacy.
            
            -You know, I do too. That's another thing we have in common. Like I 
            
            hate it when you got somebody in your face. You've trying to give them 
            
            a hint, and they won't leave. There's that awkward silence.
            
            -Can I stay with you?
            
            -Uh, what?
            
            -Can I stay with you, please?
            
            -Of course!
            
            -Really?
            
            -No.
            
            -Please! I don't wanna go back there! You don't know what it's like to 
            
            be considered a freak. Well, maybe you do. But that's why we gotta 
            
            stick together. You gotta let me stay! Please! Please!
            
            -Okay! Okay! But one night only.
            
            -Ah! Thank you!
            
            -What are you - - No! No!
            
            -This is gonna be fun! We can stay up late, swappin' manly stories, 
            
            and in the mornin' I'm makin' waffles.
            
            -Oh!
            
            -Where do, uh, I sleep?
            
            -Outside!
            
            -Oh, well. I guess that's cool. I mean, I don't know you, and you 
            
            don't know me, so I guess outside is best, you know.
            
            {Sniffles}
            
            -Here I go.
            
            -Good night.
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -I mean, I do like the outdoors. I'm a donkey. I was born outside. 
            
            I'll just be sitting by myself outside, I guess, you know. By myself, 
            
            outside.
            
            
            
            I'm all alone
            
            There's no one here beside me
            
            {Bubbling}
            
            {Sighs}
            
            {Creaking}
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -I thought I told you to stay outside.
            
            -I'm outside.
            
            {Clattering}
            
            -Well, gents, it's a far cry from the farm, but what choice do we 
            
            have? 
            
            -It's not home, but it'll do just fune.
            
            -What a lovely bed.
            
            -Got ya.
            
            {Sniffs} I found some cheese.
            
            -Ow! {Grunts}
            
            -Blah! Awful stuff.
            
            -Is that you, Gorder?
            
            -How did you know?
            
            -Enough! What are you doing in my house?
            
            {Grunts}
            
            -Hey!
            
            {Snickers}
            
            -Oh, no, no, no. Dead broad off the table.
            
            -Where are we supposed to put her? The bed's taken.
            
            -Huh?
            
            {Gusps}
            
            {Male voice} What?
            
            -I live in a swamp. I put up signs. I'm a terrifying orge! What do I 
            
            have to do get a little privacy?
            
            -Aah!
            
            -Oh, no. No! No!
            
            {Cackling}
            
            -What?
            
            -Quit it.
            
            -Don't push.
            
            {Squeaking}
            
            {Lows}
            
            - What are you doing in my swamp?
            
            {Echoing}
            
            Swamp! Swamp! Swamp!
            
            {Gasping}
            
            -Oh, dear!
            
            -Whoa!
            
            -All right, get out of here. All of you, move it! Come on! Let's go! 
            
            Hapaya! Hapaya! Hey!
            
            -Quickly. Come on!
            
            -No, no! No, no. Not there. Not there.
            
            -Oh!
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -Hey, don't look at me. I didn't invite them.
            
            -Oh, gosh, no one invited us.
            
            -What?
            
            -We were forced to come here.
            
            -By who?
            
            -Lord Farquaad.
            
            -He huffed und he puffed und he...... signed an eviction notice.
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -All right. Who knows where this Farquaad guy is?
            
            {Murmuring}
            
            -Oh, I do. I know where he is.
            
            -Does anyone else know where to find him? Anyone at all?
            
            -Me! Me!
            
            -Anyone?
            
            -Oh! Oh, pick me! Oh, I know! I know! Me, me!
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -Okay, fine. Attention, all fairy tale things. Do not get comfortable. 
            
            Your welcome is officially worn out. In fact, I'm gonna see this guy 
            
            Farquaad right now and get you all off my land and back where you came 
            
            from!
            
            {Cheering}
            
            {Twittering}
            
            -Oh! You! You're comin' with me.
            
            - All right, that's what I like to hear, man. Shrek and Donkey, two 
            
            stalwart friends, off on a whirlwind big-city adventure. I love it!
            
            -On the road again. Sing it with me, Shrek.
            
            -Hey. Oh, oh!
            
            -I can't wait to get on the road again.
            
            -What did I say about singing?
            
            -Can I whistle?
            
            -No.
            
            -Can I hum it?
            
            -All right, hum it.
            
            {Humming}
            
            
            
            {Grunts}
            
            {Whimpering}
            
            -That's enough. He's ready to talk.
            
            {Coughing}
            
            {Laughing}
            
            {Clears throat}
            
            -Run, run, run, as fust as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the 
            
            gingerbread man!
            
            -You are a monster.
            
            -I'm not the monster here. You are. You and the rest of that fairy 
            
            tale trash, poisoning my perfect world. Now, tell me! Where are the 
            
            others?
            
            -Eat me!{Grunts}
            
            -I've tried to be fair to you creatures. Now my patience has reached 
            
            its end! Tell me or I'll - -
            
            -No, no, not the buttons. Not my gumdrop buttons.
            
            -All right then. Who's hiding them?
            
            -Okay, I'll tell you. Do you know the muffin man?
            
            -The muffin man?
            
            -The muffin man.
            
            -Yes, I know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane?
            
            -Well, she's married to the muffin man.
            
            -The muffin man?
            
            -The muffin man!
            
            -She's married to the muffin man.
            
            {Door opens}
            
            -My lord! We found it.
            
            -Then what are you waiting for? Bring it in.
            
            {Man grunting}
            
            {Gasping}
            
            -Oh!
            
            -Magic mirror - - 
            
            -Don't tell him anything!
            
            -No!
            
            {Ginerbread man whispers}
            
            -Evening. Mirror, mirror on the wall. Is this not the most perfect 
            
            kingdom of them all?
            
            -Well, technically you're not a king.
            
            -Uh, Thelonius.
            
            -You were saying?
            
            -What I mean is, you're not a king yet. But you can become one.  All 
            
            you have to do is marry a princess.
            
            -Go on.
            
            {Chuckles}
            
            -So, just sit back and relax, my lord, because it's time for you to 
            
            meet today's eligible bachelorettes. And here they are! Bachelorette 
            
            number one is a mentally abused shut-in from a kingdom far, far away. 
            
            She likes sushi and hot tubbing anytime. Her hobbies include cooking 
            
            and cleaning for her two evil sisters. Please welcome Cinderella.
            
            -Bachelorette number two is a cape-wearing girl from the land of 
            
            fancy. Although she lives with seven other men, she's not easy. Just 
            
            kiss her dead, frozen lips and find out what a live wire she is. Come 
            
            on. Give it up for Snow White!
            
            -And last, but certainly not last, bachelorette number three is a 
            
            fiery redhead from a dragon-guarded castle surrounded by hot boiling 
            
            lava! But don't let that cool you off. She's a loaded pistol who likes 
            
            pina colads and getting caught in the rain. Yours for the rescuing, 
            
            Princess Fiona!
            
            -So will it be bachelorette number one, bachelorette number two or 
            
            bachelorette number three?
            
            -Two! Two!
            
            -Three! Three!
            
            -Two! Two!
            
            -Three! 
            
            -Three? One?
            
            {Shudders} Three?
            
            --Three! Pick number three, my lord!
            
            -Okay, okay, uh, number three!
            
            -Lord Farquaad, you've chosen Princess Fiona.
            
            
            
            If you like pina coladas
            
            And getting caught in the rain
            
            
            
            -Princess Fiona.
            
            
            
            If you're not into yoga
            
            
            
            -She's perfect. All I have to do is just find someone who can go - - 
            
            -But I probably should mention the little thing that happens at night.
            
            -I'll do it.
            
            -Yes, but after sunset - -
            
            -Silence! I will make this Princess Fiona my queen, and DuLoc will 
            
            finally have the perfect king!
            
            Captain, assemble your finest men. We're going to have a tournament.
            
            
            
            -But that's it. That's it right there. That's DuLoc. I told ya I'd 
            
            find it.
            
            -So, that must be Lord Farquaad's castle.
            
            -Uh-huh. That's the place.
            
            -Do you think maybe he's compensating for something?
            
            {Laughs}
            
            {Groans}
            
            -Hey, wait. Wait up, Shrek.
            
            -Hurry, darling. We're late. Hurry.
            
            -Hey, you!
            
            {Screams}
            
            -Wait a second. Look, I'm not gonna eat you. I just - - I just - -
            
            {Whimpering}
            
            {Sighs}
            
            {Whimpering, Groans}
            
            {Turnstile clatters}
            
            {Chuckles}
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -It's quiet. Too quiet.
            
            {Creaking}
            
            -Where is everybody?
            
            -Hey, look at this!
            
            {Clattering, whirring, clicking}
            
            Welcome to DuLoc such a perfect town
            
            Here we have some rules
            
            Let us lay them down
            
            Don't make waves, stay in line
            
            And we'll get along fine
            
            DuLoc is perfect place
            
            Please keep off of the grass
            
            Shine your shoes, wipe your... face
            
            DuLoc is, DuLoc is
            
            DuLoc is perfect ...... place
            
            {Camera shutter clicks
            
            {Whirring}
            
            -Wow! Let's do that again!
            
            -No. No. No, no, no! No.
            
            {Trumpet fanfare}
            
            {Crowd cheering}
            
            -Brave knights.
            
            -You are the best and brightest in all the land.
            
            -Today one of you shall prove himself - -
            
            -All right. You're going the right way for a smacked bottom.
            
            -Sorry about that.
            
            {Cheering}
            
            -That champion shall have the honor - - no, no - - the privilege to go 
            
            forth and rescue the lovely Princess Fiona from the fiery keep of the 
            
            dragon. If for any reason the winner is unsuccessful, the first 
            
            runner-up will take his place and so on and so forth. Some of you mae 
            
            die, but it's a sacrifice I am willing to make.
            
            {Cheering}
            
            -Let the tournament begin!
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -Oh!
            
            -What is that?
            
            {Gasping}
            
            -It's hideous!
            
            -Ah, that's not very nice. It's just a donkey.
            
            -Indeed. Knights, new plan! The one who kills the orge will be named 
            
            champion! Have it him!
            
            -Get him!
            
            -Oh, hey! Now come on! Hang on now.
            
            -Go ahead! Get him!
            
            -Can't we just settle this over a pint?
            
            -Kill the beast!
            
            -No? All right then. Come on!
            
            
            
            I don't give a damn about my reputation
            
            You're living in the past 
            
            It's a new generation
            
            
            
            -Damn!
            
            {Whinnying}
            
            
            
            A girl can do what she wants to do
            
            And that's what I'm gonna do
            
            And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
            
            Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me
            
            Me, me, me
            
            
            
            -Hey, Shrek, tag me! Tag me!
            
            
            
            And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
            
            Never said I wanted to improve my station
            
            
            
            -Ah!
            
            {Laughs}
            
            
            
            And I'm always feelin' good when I'm having fun
            
            
            
            -Yeah!
            
            
            
            And I don't have to please no one
            
            
            
            -The chair! Give him the chair!
            
            
            
            And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
            
            Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me
            
            Me, me, me
            
            Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me, not me
            
            {Bell dings}
            
            {Cheering}
            
            {Laughs}
            
            -Oh, yeah! Ah! Ah! Thank you! Thank you very much! I'm here till 
            
            Thursday. Try the veal! Ha, ha!
            
            {Shrek laughs}
            
            {Crowd gasping, murmuring}
            
            -Shall I give the order, sir?
            
            -No, I have a better idea. People of DuLoc, I give you our champion!
            
            -What?
            
            -Congratulations, orge. You're won the honor of embarking on a great 
            
            and noble quest.
            
            -Quest? I'm already in a quest, a quest to get my swamp back.
            
            -Your swamp?
            
            -Yeah, my swamp! Where you dumped those tale creatures!
            
            {Crowd murmuring}
            
            -Indeed. All right, orge. I'll make you a deal. Go on this quest for 
            
            me, and I'll give you your swamp back.
            
            -Exactly the way it was?
            
            -Down to the last slime-covered toadstool.
            
            -And the squatters?
            
            -As good as gone.
            
            -What kind of quest?
            
            -Let me get this straight. You're gonna go fight a dragon and rescue a 
            
            princess just so Farquaad will give you back a swamp which you only 
            
            don't have because he filled it full of freaks in the first place.
            
            -Is that about right?
            
            -Maybe there's a good reason donkeys shouldn't talk.
            
            -I don't get it. Why don't you just pull some of that orge stuff on 
            
            him? Throttle him, lay siege to his fortress, grinds his bones to make 
            
            your bread, the whole orge trip.
            
            -Oh, I know what. Maybe I could have decapitated an entire village and 
            
            put their heads on a pike, gotten a knife, cut open their spleen and 
            
            drink their fluids. Does that sound good to you?
            
            -Uh, no, not really, no.
            
            -For your information, there's a lot more to orges than people think.
            
            -Example?
            
            -Example? Okay, um, orges are like onions.
            
            -{Sniffs} They stink?
            
            -Yes - - No!
            
            -They make you cry?
            
            -No!
            
            -You leave them in the sun, they get all brown, start sproutin' little 
            
            white hairs.
            
            -No! Layers! Onions have layers. Orges have layers! Onions have 
            
            layers. You get it? We both have layers. 
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -Oh, you both have layers. Oh. {Sniffs} You know, not everybody likes 
            
            onions. Cake! Everybody loves cakes! Cakes have layers.
            
            -I don't care... what everyone likes. Orges are not like cakes.
            
            -You know what else everybody likes? Parfaits. Have you ever met a 
            
            person, you say, "Let's get some parfait," they say, "No, I don't like 
            
            no parfait"? Parfaits are delicious.
            
            -No! You dense, irritating, miniature beast of burden! Orges are like 
            
            onions! And of story. Bye-bye. See ya later.
            
            -Parfaits may be the most delicious thing on the whole damn planet.
            
            -You know, I think I preferred your humming. Do you have a tissure or 
            
            something? I'm making a mess. Just the word parfait make me start 
            
            slobbering.
            
            
            
            I'm on my way from misery to happiness today
            
            Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
            
            I'm on my way from misery to happiness today
            
            Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
            
            And everything that you receive up yonder
            
            Is what you give to me the day I wander
            
            I'm on my way 
            
            I'm on my way 
            
            I'm on my way 
            
            
            
            -Ohh! Shrek! Did you do that?
            
            -You gotta warn somebody before you just crack one off. My mouth was 
            
            open. Believe me, Donkey, if it was me, you'd be dead. {Sniffs} It's 
            
            brimstone We must be getting close.
            
            -Yeah, right, brimstone. Don't be talking about it's the brimstone. I 
            
            know what I smell. It wasn't no brimstone. It didn't come off no stone 
            
            neither.
            
            {Rumbling}
            
            -Sure, it's big enough, but look at the location.
            
            {Laughing}
            
            -Uh, Shrek? Uh, remember when you said orges have layers?
            
            -Oh, aye.
            
            -Well, I have a bit of a confession to make. Donkeys don't have 
            
            layers. We wear our fear right out there on our sleeves.
            
            -Wait a second.  Donkeys don't have sleeves.
            
            -You know what I mean.
            
            -You can't tell me you're afraid of heights.
            
            -I'm just a little uncomfortable about being on a rickety bridge over 
            
            a boiling like of lava!
            
            -Come on, Donkey. I'm right here beside ya, okay? For emotional 
            
            support., we'll just tackle this thing together one little baby step 
            
            at a time.
            
            -Really?
            
            -Really, really.
            
            -Okay, that makes me feel so much better.
            
            -Just keep moving. And don't look  down.
            
            -Okay, don't look  down. Don't look  down. Don't look  down. Keep on 
            
            moving. Don't look  down.
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -Shrek! I'm lookin' down! Oh, God, I can't do this! Just let me off, 
            
            please! 
            
            -But you're already halfway.
            
            -But I know that half is safe!
            
            -Okay, fine. I don't have time for this. You go back.
            
            -Shrek, no! Wait!
            
            -Just, Donkey - - Let's have a dance then, shall me?
            
            -Don't do that!
            
            -Oh, I'm sorry. Do what?
            
            -Oh, this?
            
            -Yes, that!
            
            -Yes? Yes, do it. Okay.
            
            {Screams}
            
            -No, Shrek! No! Stop it!
            
            -You said do it! I'm doin' it.
            
            -I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. Shrek, I'm gonna die. Oh!
            
            -That'll do, Donkey. That'll do.
            
            -Cool.
            
            -So where is this fire-breathing pain-in-the-neck anyway?
            
            -Inside, waiting for us to rescue her.
            
            {Chuckles}
            
            -I was talkin' about the dragon, Shrek.
            
            {Water dripping, wind howling}
            
            -You afraid?
            
            -No.
            
            -But - -
            
            - Shh.
            
            -Oh, good. Me neither.
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -'Cause there's nothin' wrong with bein' afraid. Fear's a sensible 
            
            response to an unfamiliar situation. Unfamiliar dangerous situation, I 
            
            might add. With a dragon that breathes fire and eats knights and 
            
            breathes fire, it sure doesn't mean you're a coward if you're a little 
            
            scared. I sure as heck ain't no coward. I know that.
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -Donkey, two things, okay? Shut ... up. Now go over there and see if 
            
            you can find any stairs.
            
            -Stairs? I thought we was lookin' for the princess.
            
            -The princess will be up the stairs in the highest room in the tallest 
            
            tower.
            
            -What makes you think she'll be there?
            
            -I read it in a book once.
            
            -Cool. You handle the dragon. I'll handle the stairs. I'll find those 
            
            stairs. I'll whip their butt too. Those stairs won't know which way 
            
            they're goin'.
            
            {Creacing}
            
            -I'm gonna take drastic steps. Kick it to the curb. Don't mess with 
            
            me. I'm the stair master. I've mastered the stairs. I wish I had a 
            
            step right here. I'd step all over it.
            
            -Well, at least we know where the princess is, but where's the - - 
            
            -Dragon!
            
            {Screams}
            
            {Gasps}
            
            {Roars}
            
            -Donkey, look out!
            
            {Screams}
            
            {Whimpering}
            
            -Got ya!
            
            {Roars}
            
            {Gasps}
            
            {Shouts}
            
            -Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
            
            {Screaming}
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -Oh! Aah! Aah!
            
            {Gasping}
            
            {Crowls}
            
            -No. Oh, no, No!
            
            {Screams}
            
            -Oh, what large teeth you have.
            
            {Crowls}
            
            -I mean white, sparkling teeth. I know you probably hear this all time 
            
            from your food, but you must bleach, 'cause that is one dazzling smile 
            
            you got  there. Do I detect a hint of minty freshness? And you know 
            
            what else? You're - - You're a girl dragon! Oh, sure! I mean, of 
            
            course you're a girl dragon. You're just reeking of feminine beauty. 
            
            What's the matter with you? You got something in your eye? Ohh. Oh. 
            
            Oh. Man, I'd really love to stay, but you know, I'm, uh - - 
            
            (Coughs)
            
            -I'm an asthmatic, and I don't know if it'd work out if you're gonna 
            
            blow smoke rings. Shrek!
            
            {Gasps}
            
            {Whimpering}
            
            -No! Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!
            
            {Groans, Sighs}
            
            {Vocalizing}
            
            -Oh! Oh!
            
            -Wake up!
            
            -What?
            
            -Are you Princess Fiona?
            
            -I am, awaiting a knight so bold as to rescue me.
            
            -Oh, that's nice. Now let's go!
            
            -But wait, Sir Knight. This be-ith our first meeting. Should it not be 
            
            a wonderful, romantic moment?
            
            -Yeah, sorry, lady. There's no time.
            
            -Hey, wait. What are you doing? You should sweep me off my feet out 
            
            yonder window and down a rope onto your valiant steed.
            
            -You've had a lot of time to plan this, haven't you?
            
            -Mm-hmm.
            
            {Screams, grunts}
            
            -But we have to savor this moment! You could recite an epic poem for 
            
            me. A ballad? A sonnet! A limerick? Or something!
            
            -I don't think so.
            
            -Can I at least know the name of my champion?
            
            -Um, Shrek.
            
            -Sir Shrek.
            
            {Cleans throat}
            
            -I pray that you take this favor as a token of my gratitude.
            
            -Thanks!
            
            {Roaring}
            
            -You didn't slay the dragon?
            
            -It's on my to-do list. Now come on!
            
            {Screams}
            
            -But this isn't right! You were meant to charge in, sword drawn, 
            
            banner flying. That's what all the other knights did.
            
            -Yeah, right before they burst into flame.
            
            -That's not the point. Oh!
            
            -Wait. Where are you going? The next's over there.
            
            -Well, I have to save my ass.
            
            -What kind of knight are you?
            
            -One of a kind.
            
            -Slow down. Slow down, baby, please. I believe it's healthy to get to 
            
            know someone over a long perriod of time. Just call me old-fashioned. 
            
            {Laughs}
            
            -I don't want to rush into a physical relationship. I'm not 
            
            emotionally ready for a commitment of, uh, this - -  Magnitude really 
            
            is the word I'm looking for. Magnitude- - Hey, that is unwanted 
            
            physical contact. Hey, what are you doing? Okay, okay. Let's just back 
            
            up a little and take this one step at a time. We really should get to 
            
            know each other first as friends or pen pals. I'm on the road a lot, 
            
            but I just love receiving cards - -  I'd really love to stay, but - - 
            
            Don't do that! That's my tail! That's my personal tail. You're gonna 
            
            tear it off. I don't give permission - - What are you gonna do with 
            
            that? Hey, now. No way. No! No! No, no! No. No, no, no. No! Oh!
            
            {Growls}
            
            {Roaring}
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -Hi, Princess!
            
            -It talks!
            
            -Yeah, it's getting him to shut up that's the trick.
            
            {Screams}
            
            {Screaming}
            
            -Oh!
            
            {Thuds}
            
            {Groans}
            
            {Roars}
            
            {Roaring}
            
            -Okay, you two, heard for the exit! I'll take care of the dragon.
            
            {Fchoing}
            
            -Run!
            
            {Gasping}
            
            {Screaming}
            
            {Roaring}
            
            {Screams}
            
            {Roars}
            
            {Panting, sighs}
            
            {Whimpers}
            
            {Roars}
            
            -You did it!
            
            -You rescued me! You're amazing. You're - - You're wonderful. 
            
            You're... a little unorthodox I'll admit. But they deed is great, and 
            
            thine heart is pure. I am eternally in your debt. 
            
            {Clears throat}
            
            -And where would a brave knight be without his noble steed?
            
            -I hope you heard that. She called me a noble steed. She think I'm a 
            
            steed.
            
            -The battle is won. You may remove your helmet, good Sir Knight.
            
            -Uh, no.
            
            -Why not?
            
            -I have helmet hair.
            
            -Please. I would'st look upon the face of my rescuer.
            
            -No, no, you wouldn't - - 'st.
            
            -But how will you kiss me?
            
            -What? That wasn't in the job description.
            
            -Maybe it's a perk.
            
            -No, it's destiny. Oh, you must know how it goes. A princess locked in 
            
            a tower and beset by a dragon is rescued by a brave knight, and then 
            
            they share true love's first kiss.
            
            -Hmm? With Shrek? You think- - Wait. Wait. You think that Shrek is you 
            
            true love?
            
            -Well, yes.
            
            {Laughing}
            
            -You think Shrek is your true love!
            
            -What is so funny?
            
            -Let's just say I'm not your tipe, okay?
            
            -Of course, you are. You're my rescuer. Now - - Now remove your 
            
            helmet.
            
            -Look. I really don't think this is a good idea.
            
            -Just take off the helmet.
            
            -I'm not going to.
            
            -Take ot off.
            
            -No!
            
            -Now!
            
            -Okay! Easy. As you command. Your Highness.
            
            -You- - You're a- - an orge.
            
            -Oh, you were expecting Prince Charming.
            
            -Well, yes, actually. Oh, no. This is all wrong. You're not supposed 
            
            to be an orge.
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -Princess, I was sent to rescue you by Lord Farquaad, okay? He is the 
            
            one who wants to marry you.
            
            -Then why didn't he come rescue me?
            
            -Good question. You should ask him that when we get there.
            
            -But I have to be rescued by my true love, not by some prge and his- - 
            
            his pet.
            
            -So much for noble steed.
            
            -You're not making my job any easier.
            
            -I'm sorry, but your job is not my problem. You can tell Lord Farquaad 
            
            that if he wants to rescue me properly, I'll be waiting for him right 
            
            here.
            
            -Hey! I'm no one's messenger boy, all right? I'm a delivery boy.
            
            -You wouldn't dare. Put me down!
            
            -Ya comin', Donkey?
            
            -I'm right behind ya.
            
            -Put me down, or you will suffer the consequences! This is not 
            
            dignified! Put me down!
            
            -Okay, so here's another question. Say there's a woman that digs you, 
            
            right, but you don't really like her that way. How do you let her down 
            
            real easy so her feelings aren't hurt, but you don't get burned to a 
            
            crisp and eaten?
            
            -You just tell her she's not your true love. Everyone knowest what 
            
            happens when you find your - -  Hey!
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -The sooner we get to DuLoc the better.
            
            -You're gonna love it there, Princess. It's beautiful!
            
            -And what of my groom-to-be? Lord Farquaad? What's he like?
            
            -Let me put it this way, Princess. Men of Farquaad's stature are in 
            
            short supply.
            
            {Laughs}
            
            -I don't know. There are those who think little of him.
            
            -Stop it. Stop it, both of you. You're just jealous you can never 
            
            measure up to a great ruler like Lord Farquaad.
            
            -Yeah, well, maybe you're right, Princess. But I'll let you do the 
            
            "measuring" when you see him tomorrow.
            
            -Tomorrow? It'll take that long? Shouldn't we stop to make camp?
            
            -No, that'll take longer. We can keep going.
            
            -But there's robbers in the woods.
            
            -Whoa! Time out, Shrek! Camping's starting to sound good.
            
            -Hey, come on. I'm scarier than anything we're going to see in this 
            
            forest.
            
            -I need to find somewhere to camp now!
            
            {Birds wings fluttering}
            
            {Grunting}
            
            -Hey! Over here.
            
            -Shrek, we can do better than that. I don't think this is fit for a 
            
            princess.
            
            -No, no, it's perfect. It just needs a few homey touches.
            
            -Homey touches? Like what?
            
            {Crashing}
            
            -A door? Well, gentlemen, I bid thee good night.
            
            -You want me to read you a bedtime story? I will.
            
            -I said good night!
            
            -Shrek, What are you doing?
            
            {Laughs}
            
            -I just- - You know - - Oh, come on. I was just kidding.
            
            {Fire cracking}
            
            -And, uh, that one, that's Throwback, the only orge to ever spit over 
            
            three wheat fields. Right. Yeah.
            
            -Hey, can you tell my future from these stars?
            
            -The stars don't tell the future, Donkey. They tell stories. Look, 
            
            there's Bloodnut, the Flatulent. You can guess what he's famous for.
            
            -I know you're making this up.
            
            -No, look. There he is,  and there's the group of hunters running away 
            
            from his stench.
            
            -That ain't nothin' but a bunch of little dots.
            
            -You know, Donkey, sometimes things are more than they appear. Hmm? 
            
            Forget it.
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -Hey, Shrek, what we gonna do when we get our swamp anyway?
            
            -Our swamp?
            
            -You know, when we're through rescuing the princess.
            
            -We? Donkey, there's no "we". There's no "our". There's just me and my 
            
            swamp. The first thing I'm gonna do is build a ten-foot wall arond my 
            
            land.
            
            -You cut me deep, Shrek. You cut me real deep just now. You know what 
            
            I think? I think this whole wall thing is just a way to keep somebody 
            
            out.
            
            -No, do ya think?
            
            -Are you hidin' something?
            
            -Never mind, Donkey.
            
            -Oh, this is another one of those onion things, isn't it?
            
            -No, this is one of those drop-it and leave-it alone things.
            
            -Why don't you want to talk about it?
            
            -Why do you want to talk about it?
            
            -Why are you blocking?
            
            -I'm not blocking.
            
            -Oh, yes, you are.
            
            -Donkey, I'm warning you.
            
            -Who you trying to keep out?
            
            -Everyone! Okay?
            
            -Oh, now we're gettin' somewhere.
            
            -Oh! For the love of Pete!
            
            -What's your problem? What you got against the whole world anyway?
            
            -Look, I'm not the one with the problem, okay? It's the world that 
            
            seems to have a problem with me. People take one look at me and go. 
            
            "Aah! Help! Run! A big, stupid, ugly orge!" They judge me before they 
            
            even know me. That's why I'm better off alone.
            
            -You know what? When we met, I didn't think you was just a big, 
            
            stupid, ugly orge.
            
            -Yeah, I know.
            
            -So, uh, are there any donkeys up there?
            
            -Well, there's, um, Gabby, the Small and Annoying.
            
            -Okay, okay, I see it now. The big shiny one, right there. That one 
            
            there?
            
            -That's the moon.
            
            -Oh, okay.
            
            
            
            {Orchestra}
            
            {Dulcimer}
            
            -Again, show me again. Mirror, mirror, show her to me. Show me the 
            
            princess.
            
            -Hmph.
            
            -Ah. Perfect.
            
            {Inhales}
            
            
            
            {Snoring}
            
            {Vocalizing}
            
            {Whistling}
            
            {Sizzling}
            
            {Sniffs, yawns}
            
            -Mmm, yeah, you know I like it like that.
            
            --Come on, baby. I said I like it.
            
            -Donkey, wake up.
            
            -Huh? What?
            
            -Wake up.
            
            -What?
            
            -Good morning. Hm, how do you like your eggs?
            
            -Good morning, Princess!
            
            -What's all this about?
            
            -You know, we kind of got off to a bad start yesterday. I wanted to 
            
            make it up to you. I mean, after all, you did rescue me.
            
            -Uh, thanks.
            
            {Sniffs}
            
            -Well, eat up. We've got a big day ahead of us.
            
            {Belches}
            
            -Shrek!
            
            -What? It's a compliment. Better out than in, I always say. {Laughs}
            
            -Well, it's no way to behave in front of a princess.
            
            {Belches}
            
            -Thanks.
            
            -She's as nasty as you are.
            
            -{Laughs} You know, you're not exactly what I expected.
            
            -Well, maybe you shouldn't judge people before you get to know them.
            
            {Vocalizing}
            
            
            
            -La liberte! Hey!
            
            -Princess!
            
            {Laughs}
            
            -What are you doing?
            
            -Be still, mon cherie, for I am you savior! And I am rescuing you from 
            
            this green - -
            
            {Kissing sounds}
            
            -beast.
            
            -Hey!
            
            -That's my princess! Go find you own!
            
            -Please, monster! Can't you see I'm a little busy here?
            
            -Look, pal, I don't know who you think you are!
            
            -Oh! Of couse! Oh, how rude. Please let me introduse myself. Oh, Merry 
            
            Men. 
            
            {Laughs}
            
            
            
            {Accordion}
            
            Ta, dah, dah, dah, whoo.
            
            I steal from the rich and give to the needy.
            
            He takes a wee percentage, 
            
            But I'm not greedy. I rescue pretty damsels
            
            Man, I'm good
            
            What a guy, Monsieur Hood
            
            Break it down
            
            I like an honest fight
            
            and a saucy little maid
            
            What he's basically saying
            
            is he likes to get - - 
            
            Paid
            
            So
            
            When an orge in the bush
            
            grabs a lady by the tush
            
            That's bad
            
            That's bad
            
            When a beauty's with a beast
            
            it makes me awfully mad
            
            He's mad
            
            He's really, really mad
            
            I'll take my blade and
            
            ram it through your heart
            
            Keep your eyes on me, boys
            
            'cause I'm about to start
            
            
            
            {Grunts, Groans}
            
            {Karate Yell}
            
            {Merry Men Gasping}
            
            {Panting}
            
            -Man, that was annoying!
            
            -Oh, you little- - 
            
            {Karate Yell}
            
            {Accordion}
            
            {Shouting, groaning}
            
            {Chuckles}
            
            -Uh, shall we?
            
            -Hold the phone.
            
            {Grunts}
            
            Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on now. Where did that come from?
            
            -What?
            
            -That! Back there. That was amazing! Where did you learn that?
            
            -Well - - {Chuckles} When one lives alone, uh, one has to learn these 
            
            things in case there's a - - There's an arrow in your butt!
            
            -What? Oh, would you look at that?
            
            -Oh, no. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry.
            
            -Why? What's wrong?
            
            -Shrek's hurt.
            
            -Shrek's hurt. Shrek's hurt? Oh, no, Shrek's gonna die.
            
            -Donkey, I'm okay.
            
            -You can't do this to me, Shrek. I'm too young for you to die. Keep 
            
            you legs elevated. Turn your head and cough. Does anyone know the 
            
            Heimlich?
            
            -Donkey! Calm down. If you want to help Shrek, run into the woods and 
            
            find me a blue flower with red thorns.
            
            -Blue flower, red thorns. Okay, I'm on it. Blue flower, red thorns. 
            
            Don't die Shrek. If you see a long tunnel, stay away from the light!
            
            -{Both} Donkey!
            
            -Oh, yeah. Right. Blue flower, red thorns.
            
            -What are the flowers for?
            
            -For getting rid of Donkey.
            
            -Ah.
            
            -Now you hold still, and I'll yank this thing out.
            
            -Ow! Hey! Easy with the yankin'.
            
            -I'm sorry, but it has to come out.
            
            -No, it's tender.
            
            -Now, hold on.
            
            -What you're doing is the opposite of help.
            
            -Don't move.
            
            -Look, time out.
            
            -Would you - - 
            
            {Grunts}
            
            -Okay. What do you propose we do?
            
            -Blue flower, red thorns. Blue flower, red thorns. Blue flower, red 
            
            thorns. This would be so much easier if I wasn't color-blind! Blue 
            
            flower, red thorns.
            
            -Ow!
            
            -Hold on, Shrek! I'm comin'!
            
            -Ow! Not good.
            
            -Okay. Okay. I can nearly see the head.
            
            {Grunts}
            
            -It's just about - - 
            
            -Ow! Ohh!
            
            -Ahem.
            
            -Nothing happend. We were just, uh - - 
            
            -Look, if you wanted to be alone, all you had to do was ask. Okay?
            
            -Oh, come on! That's the last thing on my mind. The princess here was 
            
            just- - Ugh! 
            
            -Ow!
            
            -Hey, what's that?
            
            {Nervous chickle}
            
            -That's- - Is that blood?
            
            {Sighs}
            
            {Bird chirping}
            
            {Grunts}
            
            
            
            My beloved monster and me
            
            We go everywhere together
            
            Wearin' a raincoat
            
            that has four sleeves
            
            Gets us through all kinds of weather
            
            
            
            -Aah!
            
            
            
            She will always be the only thing
            
            That comes between me and the awful sting
            
            That comes from living in a world
            
            that's so damn mean
            
            {Croaks}
            
            Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
            
            -Hey!
            
            La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la
            
            {Both laughing}
            
            La-la, la-la, la-la
            
            
            
            -There it is, Princess. Your future awaits you.
            
            -That's DuLoc?
            
            -Yeah, I know. You know, Shrek thinks Lord Farquaad's compensating for 
            
            something,  which I think means he has a really - - Ow!
            
            -Um, I, uh- -  I guess we better move on.
            
            -Sure. But, Shrek? I'm - - I'm worried about Donkey.
            
            {Blubbering}
            
            -What?
            
            -I mean, look at him. He doesn't look so good. 
            
            -What are you talking about? I'm fine.
            
            -That's what they always say, and then next thing you know, you're on 
            
            your back. Dead.
            
            -You know, she's right. You look awful. Do you want to sit down?
            
            -Uh, you know, I'll make you some tea.
            
            -I didn't want to say nothin', but I got this twinge in my neck, and 
            
            when I turn my head like this, look, 
            
            {Bones crunch}
            
            -Ow! See?
            
            -Who's hungry? I'll find us some dinner.
            
            -I'll get the firewood.
            
            -Hey, where you goin'? Oh, man, I can't feel my toes! I don't have any 
            
            toes! I think I need a hug.
            
            
            
            -Mmm. This is good. This is really good. What is this?
            
            -Uh, weedrat. Rotisserie style.
            
            -No kidding. Well, this is delicious.
            
            -Well, they're also great in stews. Now, I don't mean to brag, but I 
            
            make a mean weedrat stew.
            
            {Chuckling}
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -I guess I'll be dining a little differently tomorrow night.
            
            {Gulps}
            
            -Maybe you can come visit me in the swamp sometime. I'll cook all kind 
            
            of stuff for you. Swamp toad soup, fish eye tartare - - you name it.
            
            {Chuckles}
            
            -I'd like that.
            
            {Slurps, laughs}
            
            
            
            See the pyramids along the Nile
            
            
            
            -Um, Princess?
            
            
            
            Watch the sunrise from a tropic isle
            
            
            
            -Yes, Shrek?
            
            -I, um, I was wondering.
            
            
            
            Just remember, darling all the while
            
            
            
            -Are you- - 
            
            
            
            You belong to me
            
            
            
            {Sighs} 
            
            -Are you gonna eat that?
            
            {Chuckles}
            
            -Man, isn't this romantic? Just look at that sunset.
            
            -Sunset?
            
            -Oh, no! I mean, it's late. I-It's very late.
            
            -What?
            
            -Wait a minute. I see what's goin' on here. You're afraid of the dark, 
            
            aren't you?
            
            -Yes! Yes, that's it. I'm terrified. You know, I'd better go inside.
            
            -Don't feel bad, Princess. I used to be afraid of the dark, too, until 
            
            - - Hey, no, wait. I'm still afraid of the dark.
            
            {Shrek sighs}
            
             -Good night.
            
             -Good night.
            
            {Door creaks}
            
            -Ohh! Now I really see what's goin' on here.
            
            -Oh, what are you talkin' about?
            
            -I don't even wanna hear it. Look, I'm an animal, and I got instincts. 
            
            And I know you two were diggin' on each other. I could feel it.
            
            -You're crazy. I'm just bringing her back to Farquaad.
            
            -Oh, come on, Shrek. Wake up and smell the pheromones. Just go on in 
            
            and tell her how you feel.
            
            -I- - There's nothing to tell. Besides, even if I did tell her that, 
            
            well, you know - - and I'm not sayin' I do 'cause I don't - - she's a 
            
            princess, and I'm - - 
            
            -An orge?
            
            -Yeah. An orge.
            
            -Hey, where you goin'?
            
            -To get... move firewood.
            
            {Sighs} 
            
            
            
            -Princess? Princess Fiona? Princess, where are you?
            
            {Wings fluttering}
            
            -Princess?
            
            {Creaking}
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -It's very spooky in here. I ain't playing no games.
            
            {Screams}
            
            -Aah!
            
            -Oh, no!
            
            -No, help!
            
            -Shh!
            
            -Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!
            
            -No, it's okay. It's okay.
            
            -What did you do with the princess?
            
            -Donkey, I'm the princess.
            
            -Aah!
            
            -It's me, in this body.
            
            -Oh, my God! You ate the princess. Can you hear me?
            
            -Donkey!
            
            -Listen, keep breathing! I'll get you out of there!
            
            -No!
            
            -Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!
            
            -Shh.
            
            -Shrek!
            
            -This is me.
            
            {Muffled mumbling}
            
            -Princess? What happened to you? You're, uh, uh, uh, different.
            
            -I'm ugly, okay?
            
            -Well, yeah! Was it something you ate? 'Cause I told Shrek those rats 
            
            was a bad idea. You are what you eat, I said. Now - - 
            
            -No.
            
            -I - - I've been this way as long as I can remember.
            
            -What do you mean? Look, I ain't never seen you like this before.
            
            -It's only happens when sun goes down.
            
            "By night one way, by day another. This shall be the norm... until you 
            
            find true love's first kiss... and then take love's true form."
            
            -Ah, that's beautiful. I didn't know you wrote poetry.
            
            -It's a spell.
            
            {Sighs} 
            
            -When I was a little girl, a witch cast a spell on me. Every night I 
            
            become this. This horrible, ugly beast! I was placed in a tower to 
            
            await the day my true love would rescue me. That's why I have to marry 
            
            Lord Farquaad tomorrow before the sun sets and he sees me like this.
            
            {Sobs}
            
            -All right, all right. Calm down. Look, it's not that bad. You're not 
            
            that ugly. Well, I ain't gonna lie. You are ugly. But you only look 
            
            like this at night. Shrek's ugly 24-7.
            
            -But Donkey, I'm a princess, and this is not how a princess is meant 
            
            to look.
            
            -Princess, how 'bout if you don't marry Farquaad?
            
            -I have to.  Only my true love's kiss can break the spell.
            
            -But, you know, um, you're kind of an orge, and Shrek - - well, you 
            
            got a lot in common.
            
            -Shrek?
            
            
            
            -Princess, I - - Uh, how's it going, first of all? Good? Um, good for 
            
            me too. I'm okay. I saw this flower and thought of you because it's 
            
            pretty and - - well, I don't really like it, but I thought you might 
            
            like it 'cause you're pretty. But I like you anyway. I'd - - uh, uh - 
            
            - 
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -I'm in trouble. Okay, here we go.
            
            -I can't just marry whoever I want. Take a good look at me, Donkey. I 
            
            mean, really, who can ever love a beast so hideous and ugly? 
            
            "Princess" and "ugly" don't go together. That's why I can't stay here 
            
            with Shrek.
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -My only chance to live happily ever after is to marry my true love.
            
            {Deep sigh}
            
            -Don't you see, Donkey? That's just how it has to be. It's the only 
            
            way to break the spell.
            
            -You at least gotta tell Shrek the truth.
            
            -No! You can't breathe a word. No one must ever know.
            
            -What's the point of being able to talk if you gotta keep secrets?
            
            -Promise you won't tell. Promise!
            
            -All right, all right. I won't tell him. But you should. I just know 
            
            before this is over, I'm gonna need a whole lot of serious therapy.
            
            -Look at my eye twitchin'.
            
            {Door opens}
            
            {Snoring}
            
            -I tell him, I tell him not. I tell him, I tell him not. I tell him. 
            
            -Shrek! Shrek, there's something I want - - 
            
            {Snoring}
            
            -Shrek. Are you all right?
            
            -Perfect! Never been better.
            
            -I - - I don't - - There's something I have to tell you.
            
            -You don't have to tell me anything, Princess. I heard enough last 
            
            night.
            
            -You heard what I said?
            
            -Every word.
            
            -I thought you'd understand.
            
            -Oh, I undersatnd. Like you said, "Who could love a hideous, ugly 
            
            beast?" 
            
            -But I thought that wouldn't matter to you.
            
            -Yeah? Well, it does.
            
            {Gasps, sighs}
            
            -Ah, right on time.
            
            {Horse whinnies}
            
            -Princess, I've brought you a little something.
            
            {Fanfare}
            
            {Yawns}
            
            -What'd I miss? What'd I miss?
            
            {Muffled}
            
            -Who said that? Couldn't have been a donkey.
            
            -Princess Fiona.
            
            -As promised. Now hand it over.
            
            -Very well, orge. The deed to your swamp, cleared out, as agreed.
            
            -Take it and go before I change my mind.
            
            -Forgive me, Princess, for startling you, but you startled me, for I 
            
            have never seen such a radiant beauty before. I'm Lord Farquaad.
            
            -Lord Farquaad? Oh, no, no.
            
            {Snaps fingers}
            
            -Forgive me, my lord, for I was just saying a short... farewell.
            
            -Oh, that is so sweet. You don't have to waste good manners on the 
            
            orge. It's not like it has feelings.
            
            -No, you're right. It doesn't.
            
            -Princess Fiona, beautiful, fair, flawerss Fiona. I ask your hand in 
            
            marriage.
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -Will you be the perfect bride for the perfect groom?
            
            -Lord Farquaad, I accept. Nothing would make - - 
            
            -Excellent! I'll start the plans, for tomorrow we wed!
            
            -No! I mean, uh, why wait? Let's get married today before the sun 
            
            sets.
            
            -Oh, anxious, are you? You're right. The sooner, the better. There's 
            
            so much to do! Threre's the caterer, the cake, the band, the guest 
            
            list. Captain, round up some guests!
            
            -Fare-thee-well, orge.
            
            -Shrek, what are you doing? You're letting her get away.
            
            -Yeah? So what?
            
            -Shrek, there's something about her you don't know. Look, I talked to 
            
            her last night, She's - - 
            
            -I know you talked to her last night. You're great pals, aren't ya? 
            
            Now, if you two are such good friends, why don't you follow her home?
            
            -Shrek, I - - I wanna go with you.
            
            -I told you, didn't I? You're not coming home with me. I live alone! 
            
            My swamp! Me! Nobody else! Understand? Nobody! Especially useless, 
            
            pathetic, annoying, talking donkeys!
            
            -But I thought - - 
            
            -Yeah. You know what? You tought wrong!
            
            -Shrek.
            
            
            
            I heard there was a secret chord
            
            That David played and it pleased the Lord
            
            But you don't really care for music, do ya
            
            It goes like this the fourth, the fifth
            
            The minor fall the major lift
            
            The baffled king composing hallelujah
            
            Hallelujah,  hallelujah
            
            Baby, I've been here before
            
            I know this room I've walked this floor
            
            I used to live alone before I knew you
            
            I've seen your flag on the marble arch
            
            But love is not a victory march
            
            It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
            
            Hallelujah,  hallelujah
            
            And all I ever learned from love
            
            Is how to shoot at someone
            
            Who outdrew you
            
            {Moaning}
            
            And it's not a cry you can hear at night
            
            It's not somebody who's seen the light
            
            It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
            
            {Moaning}
            
            Hallelujah,  hallelujah
            
            
            
            {Thumping sound}
            
            -Donkey?
            
            {Grunts}
            
            -What are you doing?
            
            -I would think, of all people, you would recognize a wall when you see 
            
            one.
            
            -Well, yeah. But the wall's supposed to go around my swamp, not 
            
            through it.
            
            -It is around your half. See that's your half, and this is my half.
            
            -Oh! Your half. Hmm.
            
            -Yes, my half. I helped rescue the princess. I did half the work. I 
            
            get half the booty. Now hand me that big old rock, the one that looks 
            
            like your head.
            
            -Back off!
            
            -No, you back off.
            
            -This is my swamp!
            
            -Our swamp.
            
            -Let go, Donkey!
            
            -You let go.
            
            -Stubborn jackass!
            
            -Smelly orge.
            
            -Fine!
            
            -Hey, hey, come back here. I'm not through with you yet.
            
            -Well, I'm through with you.
            
            -Uh-uh. You know, with you it's always, "Me, me, me!" Well, guess 
            
            what! Now it's my turn! So you just shut up and pay attention! You are 
            
            mean to me. You insult me and you don't appreciate anything that I do! 
            
            You're always pushing me around or pushing me away.
            
            -Oh, yeah? Well, if I treated you so bad, how come you came back?
            
            -Because that's what friends do! They forgive each other!
            
            -Oh, yeah. You're right, Donkey. I forgive you... for stabbin' me in 
            
            the back!
            
            -Ohh! You're so wrapped up in layers, onion boy, you're afraid of your 
            
            own feelings.
            
            -Go away!
            
            -There you are , doing it again just like you did to Fiona. All she 
            
            ever do was like you, maybe even love you.
            
            -Love me? She said I was ugly, a hideous creature. I heard the two of 
            
            you talking. 
            
            -She wasn't talkin' about you. She was talkin' about, uh, somebody 
            
            else.
            
            -She wasn't talking about me? Well, then who was she talking about?
            
            -Uh-uh, no way. I ain't saying anything. You don't wanna listen to me. 
            
            Right? Right?
            
            -Donkey!
            
            -No!
            
            -Okay, look. I'm sorry, all right?
            
            {Sighs}
            
            -I'm sorry. I guess I am just a big, stupid, ugly orge. Can you 
            
            forgive me?
            
            -Hey, that's what friends are for, right?
            
            -Right. Friends?
            
            -Friends.
            
            -So, um, what did Fiona say about me?
            
            -What are you asking me for? Why don't you just go ask her?
            
            -The wedding! We'll never make it in time.
            
            -Ha-ha-ha! Never fear, for where, there's a will, there's a way and I 
            
            have a way.
            
            {Whistles}
            
            -Donkey?
            
            -I guess it's just my animal magnetism.
            
            {Laughing}
            
            -Aw, come here, you.
            
            -All right, all right.Don't get all slobbery. No one likes a kiss ass. 
            
            All right, hop on and hold on tight. I haven't had a chance to install 
            
            the seat belts yet.
            
            -Whoo!
            
            {Bells tolling}
            
            {All gasping}
            
            -People of DuLoc, we gather here today to bear witnss to the union....
            
            -Um-
            
            -of our new king - -
            
            -Excuse me. Could we just skip ahead to the "I do's"?
            
            {Chuckling}
            
            -Go on.
            
            -Go ahead, HAVE SOME FUN. If we need you, I'll whistle. How about 
            
            that? Shrek, wait, wait! Wait a minute! You wanna do this right, don't 
            
            you?
            
            -What are you talking about?
            
            -There's a line you gotta wait for. The preacher's gonna say, "Speak 
            
            now or forever hold your peace." That's when you say, "I object!"
            
            -I don't have time for this!
            
            -Hey, wait. What are you doing? Listen to me! Look, you love this 
            
            woman, don't you?
            
            -Yes.
            
            -You wanna hold her?
            
            -Yes.
            
            -Please her?
            
            -Yes!
            
            -Then you got to, got to try a little tenderness. The chicks love that 
            
            romantic crap!
            
            -All right! Cut it out. When does this guy say the line?
            
            -We gotta check it out.
            
            
            
            -And so, by the power vested in me, 
            
            -What do you see?
            
            -The whole town's in there.
            
            -I now pronounce you husband and wife,
            
            -They're at the altar.
            
            -king and queen.
            
            -Mother Fletcher! He already said it.
            
            -Oh, for the love of Pete!
            
            {Grunts}
            
            -I object!
            
            -Shrek?
            
            {Gasps}
            
            -Oh, now what does he want?
            
            -Hi, everyone. Havin' a good time, are ya? I love DuLoc, first at all. 
            
            Very clean.
            
            -What are you doing here?
            
            -Really, it's rude enough being alive when no one wants you, but 
            
            showing up uninvited to a wedding - -
            
            -Fiona! I need to talk to you.
            
            -Oh, now you wanna talk? It's a little late for that, so if you'll 
            
            excuse me - - 
            
            -But you can't marry him.
            
            -And why not?
            
            -Because- - Because he's just marring you so he can be king.
            
            -Outrageous! Fiona, don't listen to him.
            
            -He's not your true love.
            
            -And what do you know about true love?
            
            -Well, I - - Uh - - I mean - - 
            
            -Oh, this is precious. The orge has fallen in love with the princess! 
            
            Oh, good Lord.
            
            {Crowd laughting}
            
            -An orge and a princess!
            
            -Shrek, is this true?
            
            -Who cares? It's preposterous! Fiona, my love, we're but a kiss away 
            
            from our "happily ever after." Now kiss me! Mmmmm!
            
            -"By night one way, by day another." I wanted to show you before.
            
            {Whimpers}
            
            {Crown gasping}
            
            -Well, uh, that explains a lot.
            
            -Ugh! It's disgusting! Guards! Guards! I order you to get that out of 
            
            my sight now! Get them! Get them both!
            
            -No, no!
            
            -Shrek!
            
            -This hocus-pocus alters nothing. This marriage is binding, and that 
            
            makes me king! See? See?
            
            -No, let go of me! Shrek!
            
            -No!
            
            -Don't just stand there, you morons.
            
            -Get out of my way! Fiona! Arrgh! 
            
            -I'll make you regret the day we met. I'll see you drawn and 
            
            quartered!
            
            -You'll beg for death to save you!
            
            -No, Shrek!
            
            -And as for you, my wife,
            
            -Fiona!
            
            -I'll have you locked back in that tower for the rest of your days!
            
            -I'm king!
            
            {Whistles}
            
            -I will have order! I will have perfection! I will have - - Aaaah!
            
            -Aah!
            
            -All right. Nobody move. I got a dragon here, and I'm not afraid to 
            
            use it.
            
            {Roars}
            
            -I'm a donkey on the edge!
            
            {Belches}
            
            -Celebrity marriages. They never last, do they?
            
            {Cheering}
            
            -Go ahead, Shrek.
            
            -Uh, Fiona?
            
            -Yes, Shrek?
            
            -I - - I love you.
            
            -Really?
            
            -Really, really.
            
            - I love you too.
            
            -Aawww!
            
            -"Until you find true love's first kiss and then take love's true 
            
            form."
            
            -"Take love's true form. Take love's true form."
            
            -Fiona? Fiona. Are you all right?
            
            -Well, yes. But I don't understand. I'm supposed to be beautiful.
            
            -But you ARE beautiful.
            
            {Chuckles}
            
            -I was hoping this would be a happy ending.
            
            
            
            I thought love was only true in fairy tales
            
            Oy!
            
            Meant for someone else but not for me
            
            Love was out to get me
            
            That's the way it seemed
            
            Disappointment haunted all my dreams
            
            And then I saw her face
            
            Now I'm a believer and not a trace
            
            Of doubt in my mind
            
            I'm in love
            
            Ooh-aah
            
            I'm a believer I couldn't leave her
            
            If I tried
            
            
            
            -God bless us, every one.
            
            
            
            Come on, y'all!
            
            Then I saw her face
            
            Ha-ha
            
            Now I'm a believer 
            
            Listen!
            
            Not a trace
            
            Of doubt in my mind
            
            I'm in love
            
            Ooh-aah
            
            I'm a believer 
            
            I couldn't leave her if I tried
            
            -Ooh!
            
            -Uh!
            
            Then I saw her face
            
            Now I'm a believer 
            
            Hey!
            
            Not a trace
            
            Uhh! Yeah.
            
            Of doubt in my mind
            
            
            
            -One more time!
            
            I'm in love
            
            I'm a believer 
            
            Come on!
            
            I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, 
            
            I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, hey
            
            Y'all sing it with me!
            
            I
            
            Believe
            
            I believe
            
            People in the back!
            
            I believe
            
            I'm a believer 
            
            I believe
            
            I believe
            
            I believe
            
            I believe
            
            {Hysterical laughing}
            
            -Oh, that's funny. Oh. Oh.
            
            -I can't breathe. I can't breathe. 
            
            
            
            I believe in self-assertion
            
            Destiny or a slight diversion
            
            Now it seems I've got my head on straight
            
            I'm a freak an apparition
            
            Seems I've made the right decision
            
            To try to turn back now it might be too late
            
            
            
            Now I want to stay home today
            
            Don't wanna go out
            
            If anyone comes to play
            
            Gonna get thrown out
            
            I wanna stay home today
            
            Don't want no company
            
            No way
            
            Yeah, yeah, yeah
            
            
            
            I wanna be a millionaire someday
            
            But know what it feels like to give it away
            
            Watch me march to the beat of my own drum
            
            And it's off to the moon and then back again
            
            Same old day Same situation
            
            My happiness rears back as if to say
            
            
            
            I wanna stay home today
            
            Don't wanna go out
            
            If anyone comes to play
            
            Gonna get thrown out
            
            I wanna stay home today
            
            Don't want no company
            
            No way
            
            Yeah, yeah, yeah
            
            
            
            I wanna stay home, stay home, stay home.........
            
            
            
            
            
            I get such a thrill when you look in my eyes
            
            My heart skips a beat
            
            Girl, I feel so alive
            
            Please tell me, baby, if all this is true
            
            'Cause deep down inside all I wanted was you
            
            Oh-oh-oh
            
            Makes me wanna dance
            
            Oh-oh-oh
            
            It's a new romance
            
            Oh-oh-oh
            
            I look into your eyes
            
            Oh-oh-oh
            
            The best years of our lives
            
            When we first met
            
            I could hardly believe
            
            The things that would happen 
            
            and we could achieve
            
            So let's be together
            
            for all of our time
            
            Oh, girl, I'm so thankful
            
            that you are still mine
            
            You always consider me
            
            like an ugly duckling
            
            And treat me like a Nostradamus
            
            was why I had to get my shine on
            
            I break a little something
            
            to keep my mind on
            
            'Cause you had my mind gone
            
            Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh
            
            Turn the lights on, Come on, baby
            
            Let's just rewind the song
            
            'Cause all I want to do is 
            
            make the rest years the best years
            
            All night long
            
            
            
            Oh-oh-oh
            
            Makes me wanna dance
            
            Makes me wanna dance
            
            Oh-oh-oh
            
            It's a new romance
            
            It's a new romance
            
            Oh-oh-oh
            
            I look into your eyes
            
            Oh, yeah, yeah
            
            I look into your eyes
            
            Oh-oh-oh
            
            The best years of our lives
            
            Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..............
            
            
            
            
            
            Everything looks bright
            
            Standing in your light
            
            Everything feels right
            
            What's left is out of sight
            
            What's a girl to do 
            
            I'm telling you
            
            You're on my mind
            
            I wanna be with you
            
            'Cause when you're
            
            standin' next to me
            
            It's like wow
            
            And all your kisses
            
            seem to set me free
            
            It's like wow
            
            And when we touch
            
            it's such a rush
            
            I can't get enough
            
            It's like- - It's like
            
            Ooh-ooh
            
            Hey, what
            
            It's like wow
            
            Ooh-ooh, hey
            
            Hey, yeah
            
            It's like wow
            
            Everything is looking
            
            right now, right now
            
            It's like wow
            
            And I got this feeling
            
            This feeling 
            
            it's just like wow
            
            It's just like wow
            
            You are all I'm thinking of.
            
            Like wow
            
            Everything feels right
            
            Everything feels right
            
            Like wow
            
            Everything looks bright
            
            All my senses are right
            
            Like wow
            
            Everything feels right
            
            Baby, baby, baby
            
            the way I'm feeling you
            
            Is like wow
            
            
            
            There is something
            
            that I see
            
            In the way 
            
            you look at me
            
            There's a smile
            
            There's a truth
            
            In your eyes
            
            What an unexpected way
            
            On this unexpected day
            
            Could it be
            
            This is where I belong
            
            It is you I have loved
            
            All long
            
            There's no more mystery
            
            It is finally clear to me
            
            You're the home
            
            my heart's searched for
            
            So long
            
            It is you I have loved
            
            All long
            
            Whoa, over and over
            
            I'm filled with emotion
            
            As I look
            
            Into your perfect face
            
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