Pazu: I knew that there was something special about that pendant!
Pazu: Don't worry. We can go all the way.
Dora: Gotta have that pebble!
Army: Fire!
Dora: I can't help it. I love it! I gotta have that stone!
Sheeta: Ah! It's going out!
Pazu: Here they are! Matches!
Pazu: It was the same way you arrived from heaven. Gee! The etrances are small!
Sheeta: Hope they are alive Mr. Duffy and the engine man and Mrs. Duffy.
Pazu:Miners are people who know how to protect themselves. But first things first, we gotta find the way out of here!
Pazu:[This is / This's] been a mining town from way back so there are a lots of shafts.
Pazu: Here.
Sheeta: Thank you. I was starving.
Pazu: A green apple and two whole pieces of candy.
Sheeta:Golly. That bag is magic it [should have / shoulda] seem like. It produces all kinds of things.
Pazu: Gondoa. That's way deep in the northan mountains.
Sheeta: Yes. My dear parents passed away. But they left me the house and fields, so I managed by my self.
Pazu: You mean those man [carries / carried] you off?
Sheeta: Yes.
Pazu: But man in the dark glasses. I wonder who he is. He's conected with army. Dora and the man [wears / with] the dark glasses are both after your [the / ] stone.
Sheeta: But I hadn't the slightest idea that the stone was so very powerful. As I said it's an old family heirloom. Mother gave it to me on her death bed. She told me never to show it or give it away to anyone.
Pazu: You and I, we are both orphans.
Sheeta: I'm sorry, Pazu. It's my fault [get in / getting] you make [staff / stop] in all this.
Pazu: It's OK. When you came from the sky, my heart skipped a beat. I felt something wonderful was going to happen.
Uncle Pom:Here's a devil.A lttle devil.
Pazu: Uncle Pom! He's a friend. Uncle Pom!
Pazu: We got lost, Uncle Pom.
Uncle Pom: What's this? The little devil sounds like Pazu. If these old eyes don't deceive me, there is a she-devil too.
Pazu: Pirates are chasing us, Uncle Pom.
Uncle Pom: Wow!
Pazu: And the army is after us too.
Uncle Pom: Hohohohoho! Sounds like fun!
Uncle Pom: Come on, drink your tea.
Sheeta: Thank you. Uncle Pom, have you lived underground all your life?
Uncle Pom: Sure you jest. The rock started to keep restless last night. I like coming down in a such interesting occasion.
Pazu: The rocks were restless??
Uncle Pom: Huhuhu. The rock speak in a very small voice.
Dora: I was right! The levitation stone!
Pazu: I knew that there was something special about that pendant!
Pazu: Don't worry. We can go all the way.
Dora: Gotta have that pebble!
Army: Fire!
Dora: I can't help it. I love it! I gotta have that stone!
Sheeta: Ah! It's going out!
Pazu: Here they are! Matches!
Pazu: It was the same way you arrived from heaven. Gee! The etrances are small!
Sheeta: Hope they are alive Mr. Duffy and the engine man and Mrs. Duffy.
Pazu: Miners are people who know how to protect themselves. But first things first, we gotta find the way out of here!
Pazu: [This is / This's] been a mining town from way back so there are a lots of shafts.
Pazu: Here.
Sheeta: Thank you. I was starving.
Pazu: A green apple and two whole pieces of candy.
Sheeta: Golly. That bag is magic it [should have / shoulda] seem like. It produces all kinds of things.
Pazu: Gondoa. That's way deep in the northan mountains.
Sheeta: Yes. My dear parents passed away. But they left me the house and fields, so I managed by my self.
Pazu: You mean those man [carries / carried] you off?
Sheeta: Yes.
Pazu: But man in the dark glasses. I wonder who he is. He's conected with army. Dora and the man [wears / with] the dark glasses are both after your [the / ] stone.
Sheeta: But I hadn't the slightest idea that the stone was so very powerful. As I said it's an old family heirloom. Mother gave it to me on her death bed. She told me never to show it or give it away to anyone.
Pazu: You and I, we are both orphans.
Sheeta: I'm sorry, Pazu. It's my fault [get in / getting] you make [staff / stop] in all this.
Pazu: It's OK. When you came from the sky, my heart skipped a beat. I felt something wonderful was going to happen.
Uncle Pom: Here's a devil. A lttle devil.
Pazu: Uncle Pom! He's a friend. Uncle Pom!
Pazu: We got lost, Uncle Pom.
Uncle Pom: What's this? The little devil sounds like Pazu. If these old eyes don't deceive me, there is a she-devil too.
Pazu: Pirates are chasing us, Uncle Pom.
Uncle Pom: Wow!
Pazu: And the army is after us too.
Uncle Pom: Hohohohoho! Sounds like fun!
Uncle Pom: Come on, drink your tea.
Sheeta: Thank you. Uncle Pom, have you lived underground all your life?
Uncle Pom: Sure you jest. The rock started to keep restless last night. I like coming down in a such interesting occasion.
Pazu: The rocks were restless??
Uncle Pom: Huhuhu. The rock speak in a very small voice.
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