The Secret of NIMH 2: Timmy to the Rescue (1998 Video)
Meshach Taylor: Cecil
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Quotes
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17 Year Old Tim : Anyone here?
[Timmy looks in the tree hollow]
Jenny McBride : Tim, be careful.
Jeremy : Did you bring your tribute? Maybe a sparkly?
17 Year Old Tim : Um... no.
Jeremy : What! Then be gone with you!
17 Year Old Tim : I'm not going away!
[Tim walks inside the tree hollow]
Jeremy : You dare challenge the great owl?
17 Year Old Tim : No, I just need your help.
Jeremy : Um who. I mean who goes there?
17 Year Old Tim : My name is Timothy Brisby.
Jeremy : Really, I knew a Timothy Brisby once. I mean, who is this Timmy Brisby? Yipe!
Jenny McBride : Tim!
[Tim looks in the room and sees Jeremy the crow tangled up in colored strings]
Jeremy : That smarts. Ow how'd that happen? Help me out of this. Hi Timmy. Remember me?
[Jeremy takes off his wig]
17 Year Old Tim : Jeremy?
[Jeremy plays in the tangled string]
Jeremy : Um yeah it's me. Long time no see. Say, could you help me out of this?
17 Year Old Tim : Sure thing.
[Then Jenny runs up with a stick and whacks Jeremys head with a stick]
Jenny McBride : Run for it Tim!
Jeremy : Ow! Hey! Do I look like a pinata?
17 Year Old Tim : Yes Jeremy, you sure do.
Jenny McBride : Wait hold on. You know this guy?
17 Year Old Tim : Yeah. He's my friend.
Cecil : Alright I'll take it from here!
Jenny McBride : Hey what's going on here?
[Cecil frees Jeremy and he falls down on the ground]
Cecil : Put a zipper on it before you say something stupid! Make that stupider! And you two! Take a seat! I'm going to tell you what the great owl can do for you!
[Then Cecil swings the vine over to the powdered cushion and the music starts]
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Cecil : [after the song's over and Jeremy stops spinning and realizes his wig came off] Your wig!
Jeremy : Oh I see! Wait! That was just, for your own good, an illusion, show business, thanks so much folks. Drive home safely.
[the forest animal mob surround Jeremy but Cecil quickly runs in front on Jeremy]
Cecil : Have you no mercy for poor, featherless, molting crow! I mean owl!
Forest Animals : Molting? Get that crow! Yeah get that crow!
Cecil : Aggh! Get out or die!
[Cecil quickly runs up on Jeremy who flaps his wings, he flies up while the mob of forest animals tries to grab Jeremy]
Jeremy : Jenny! Tim! Let's re-moose where are you?
17 Year Old Tim : Cecil! Jeremy! Hey over here!
Cecil : Jump!
Jenny McBride : Tim my hand.
[Timmy and Jenny both jumps off the tree branch and lands on Jeremy and they all escape from the forest animals in the sky]
Jeremy : Over speed left hand! What where you two kids doing in the forest anyway?
Jenny McBride : We were on our way to see my parents.
17 Year Old Tim : Jenny this is Jeremy. He's the one who flew me to Thorn Valley a long time ago.
Jeremy : Happy to meet a pilot. Will that be first class or coach? Listen crackers, in the middle of my neck. This is the greatest isn't it guys? The wind in your face. The bugs in your teeth. Not a care in the world.
[They arrive at the city]
Jenny McBride : There it is.
[They approach the creepy NIMH science building]
Jeremy : Oh. Jeepers creepers. What a, what a spooky place. So, where are we anyway?
17 Year Old Tim : It's NIMH.
Jeremy : NIMH! What! Any place but NIMH! Okey dokey, That's it! Last stop! Everybody, get off my back!
[Jeremy crash lands on the ground outside the gate of NIMH]
Cecil : You are on your own kids. What they do to animals in that place. If I go in there, I'll never make butterfly.
[Timmy and Jenny looks at the NIMH science building]
Jeremy : That's it! I'm not going one feet of farther. Um One farther. Further. One feather further. I've, got to get out of here!
[Jeremy and Cecil take off while Timmy and Jenny sneak inside the building]
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Cecil : And don't come back!
[Cecil claps his four hands]
Jenny McBride : Is he gone?
17 Year Old Tim : He is now.
Jenny McBride : What was that?
17 Year Old Tim : I don't know, and I don't want to know.
Jenny McBride : Tim, anything around here look familiar?
[They look around the dark forest]
17 Year Old Tim : Nope.
Jenny McBride : We'll never get to NIMH. Before the full moon. My mom and dad are doomed.
[Cecil eavesdrops on Tim and Jenny's conversation]
17 Year Old Tim : Poor Martin. Hey! we could look for the great owl. That's what my mom said to do.
[Cecil thinks up an idea]
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Cecil : Birds! Bugs! And Beasts! Stir your stuffs! Come and see the great owl! I don't care if you wear flesh, fur, fins, or feathers! You got a problem! The owls the Bible with the answer.
[Tim and Jenny runs over to the tree where Cecil the caterpillar stands. Tim looks up at the tree and climbs up. Cecil grabs Tim's tail with his stick and pulls him down]
Cecil : Hey not so fast short stuff. The way it works is this. You want something from the owl. You've got to have something for the owl.
17 Year Old Tim : How about this.
[Tim pulls out his slingshot out of his vest]
Cecil : A twig? ha! Where in the forest can you bring a twig? What's next? A leaf? Some dirt? Beat it kid! Go find a nice trap to play in!
17 Year Old Tim : Who are you anyway?
Cecil : The name's Cecil. I'm the owls, spokes bug you might say. You wanna see him, you gotta deal with Ow! Hey!
[Jenny steps on his shoe]
Jenny McBride : The owl! Now!
Cecil : Easy on the tootsie, tootsie! I've paid good money for this pedicure. In there. Mention my name and you'll get a good seat.
[Tim climbs up the tree]
17 Year Old Tim : I'm going in.
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Cecil : [Cecil claps his hands as he lowers the rope down] Very nice. You'll make someone a very nice doormat someday.
17 Year Old Tim : Cecil. What are you doing here?
Cecil : Heroes have sidekicks don't they?
17 Year Old Tim : Hero, me? Yeah right. I'm the one who got us into this mess.
Cecil : Okay so maybe they won't give you the key to the city. But the last time I checked, no one's perfect.
17 Year Old Tim : What did you say?
Cecil : No one's perfect.
17 Year Old Tim : No, the key. You never know. Can't reach.
[Tim pulls out the key and tries to reach the lock]
Cecil : That key in that lock. Come on.
17 Year Old Tim : If I could just get this hinge pin out.
[Tim lifts the hinge with the key and the cage door comes loose and Cecil and Tim comes out of the cage]
Cecil : Your right. Yow! Not bad. So what are you waiting for? Applause? A candy graham maybe?
17 Year Old Tim : I've learned to listen Ces. I'm thinking things through.
Cecil : A plan, Hey, there's a concept.
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Floyd : [Floyd and Muriel are sleeping on the floor] Roasting rat, rat. Rodent ratatouille.
17 Year Old Tim : Surprise!
[Timmy fires his slingshot at Floyds head]
Floyd : Ow! Come back! You sighting!
[Then Floyd and Muriel quickly gets up and chases after Timmy]
Muriel : Floyd! Floyd! Floyd!
17 Year Old Tim : You call yourselves cats? You can't catch me!
[Floyd and Muriel trip on the cord and the tank of water spills on the floor and the cord sparks into a fire]
Muriel : Oh dammit! Where did he go?
[They run into the elevator]
17 Year Old Tim : Excuse me? Going down?
[Tim fires the slingshot at the elevator and hits the button]
Muriel : Get him! Get him! there he is Floyd!
[Floyd rips the elevator padding. Tim runs up the elevator ceiling and the cats jump at him]
Floyd : Now you die!
Muriel : Let me up! I'm going to do it Floyd! Come here you little mousee! I need that tail to use as a toothpick! Uh oh.
[Then Tim opens the elevator hatchet door and hits Muriel's face and she lands on Floyd]
17 Year Old Tim : Yes! Cecil! Quick! Cecil!
Cecil : Hold your horseflies I've only got four hands.
[Timmy hooks the elevator gears with a hook]
Muriel : Move it!
Floyd : I'm stuck!
[the two cats get stuck as they try to get out of the door hatch]
17 Year Old Tim : See ya!
[Then the elevator falls down faster and Timmy swings to the floor]
Cecil : Hey! Thanks for the hand.
17 Year Old Tim : Don't mention it sidekick. How's this for a definite improvised Got to help the others. Let's go!
[They swing over to the open elevator door]
