Cattle (colloquially cows) are the most common type of large domesticated ungulates. They are a prominent modern member of the subfamily Bovinae, are the most widespread species of the genus Bos, and are most commonly classified collectively as Bos primigenius. Cattle are raised as livestock for meat (beef and veal), as dairy animals for milk and other dairy products, and as draft animals (oxen / bullocks) (pulling carts, plows and the like). Other products include leather and dung for manure or fuel. In some countries, such as India, cattle are sacred. From as few as eighty progenitors domesticated in southeast Turkey about 10,500 years ago, it is estimated that there are now 1.3 billion cattle in the world today. In 2009, cattle became the first livestock animal to have its genome mapped.
Cattle were originally identified as three separate species: Bos taurus, the European or "taurine" cattle (including similar types from Africa and Asia); Bos indicus, the zebu; and the extinct Bos primigenius, the aurochs. The aurochs is ancestral to both zebu and taurine cattle. Recently these three have increasingly been grouped as one species, with Bos primigenius taurus, Bos primigenius indicus and Bos primigenius primigenius as the subspecies.
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A snow golem is attacked in the forest by his species' mortal enemy, a pack of fire wolves, who accidentally leave a cub behind after their retreat. The golem's solitary life is then thrown comically into chaos as he attempts to care for the cub while fighting danger to reunite the cub with its family. The story of 'Thank You' is by Pendleton Ward, the creator of Cartoon Network's hit animated show, 'Adventure Time' and storyboard artist, Tom Herpich.
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After Babe's great victory in the shepherding contest, Farmer Arthur Hoggett turns down all offers to make money with his pig's talents. But when he gets hurt severely in the well, his wife has to take up farming. She does her best but cannot meet the bank's requirements, which results in the necessity of getting back to Babe. Soon, Esme Hoggett is sitting in a plane headed for "the" city. There, Babe unwillingly causes deep trouble. He has to stay with Mrs. Hoggett in the only hotel in town that accepts pets. Friendly neighbours send officials who catch all animals from the hotel: Cats, dogs, chimpanzees and many others. Babe, who managed to stay free, decides to help his new friends and gets unexpected help - not only by Ferdinand, who flew all the way to the city.
Keywords: 1990s, accidental-killing, actor, airport, allegory, animal, animal-in-title, animal-name-in-title, animal-rights, australia
This little pig went to the city...
In the heart of the city, a pig with heart.
The Pitbull: [during jelly bean distribution to the hungry animals] Thank the pig.
Bob: All I know is what I see. Tug comes in with the bag, just doin' his job, collectin' stuff, and you barge in here accusacating and making demandments.
Snoop: I'm a sniffer, ya see. A fully qualified, triple-certificated sniffer.::Babe: Oh.::Snoop: It's all in the hooter, the schnoz, the olfactory instrument. You could be a sniffer with a schnoz like that.
Flealick: Well, hey, slow down. If you're not a cat, stay and chat.
Babe: Open up, please. Open this door.::Zootie: You got a problem, sweetie?::Babe: Um... uh...::Bob: Who is it, honey?::Zootie: It's, uh... kind of a baldy, pinky, whitey thingy.
Babe: Well, I have to warn you, I may be small, but I can be ferocious if provoked.
Thelonius: And what have we here?::Bob: Well, um, we're in a negotiation with this naked, pink individual.::Zootie: He's of foreign extraction, your honor.::Easy: Possibly even an alien.
Thelonius: This lowly, handless, deeply unattractive mudlover is a pig.
Babe: I'm not a porkpie.::Zootie: Whatever you say, cutie pie.::Babe: I'm not any kind of pie. I'm just a pig on a mission.
Bob: Hey, dogs, you got any edibles? Any nibbley-dibbleys?::Flealick: Eh, we got a carpet here with some nice spaghetti stains.::Nigel: But we can't keep licking the carpet, can we, Alan?
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Farmer Hoggett wins a runt piglet at a local fair and young Babe, as the piglet decides to call himself, befriends and learns about all the other creatures on the farm. He becomes special friends with one of the sheepdogs, Fly. With Fly's help, and Farmer Hoggett's intuition, Babe embarks on a career in sheepherding with some surprising and spectacular results.
Keywords: 1990s, adopted-son, adoption, affection, animal-name-in-title, australia, barking, based-on-novel, blockbuster, border-collie
A little pig goes a long way.
The Hoggetts' granddaughter: [opens her present to reveal the beautiful dollhouse Mr. Hoggett made; begins crying] Wwwwaaaaaahh!::Mrs. Esme Hoggett: Oh, what's wrong, dear?::The Hoggetts' granddaughter: [sobs] It's the wrong one. I WANT THE HOUSE I SAW ON THE TELEVISION!::Mrs. Esme Hoggett: [consoles her granddaughter] Oh, there, there.
Narrator: This is a tale about an unprejudiced heart, and how it changed our valley forever. There was a time not so long ago when pigs were afforded no respect, except by other pigs; they lived their whole lives in a cruel and sunless world. In those days pigs believed that the sooner they grew large and fat, the sooner they'd be taken into Pig Paradise, a place so wonderful that no pig had ever thought to come back.
Maa the Very Old Ewe: Darn silly carry-on, if you ask me.::Horse: The cat says they call it Christmas::Ferdinand the duck: Christmas! Christmas dinner, yeah. Dinner means death. Death means carnage! Christmas means carnage!::[flies away frantically]::Ferdinand the duck: Christmas means carnage!
Cat: Oh, do forgive me for scratching you dear. I got a bit carried away. It's a cat thing.::Babe: [laughs] Oh, well, but...::Cat: Feeling good about tomorrow, are you?::Babe: Mm-hmm, it should be alright, I think.::Cat: You know, I probably shouldn't say this, but I'm not sure if you realise how much the other animals are laughing at you for this sheep dog business.::Babe: Why would they do that?::Cat: Well, they say that you've forgotten that you're a pig. Isn't that silly? And they even said that you don't know what pigs are for.::Babe: What do you mean 'what pigs are for'?::Cat: You know, why pigs are here.::Babe: Why are any of us here?::Cat: Well, the cow's here to be milked, the dogs are here to help the Boss's husband with the sheep, and I'm here to be beautiful and affectionate to the Boss.::Babe: Yes?::Cat: [sighs softly] The fact is that pigs don't have a purpose, just like ducks don't have a purpose.::Babe: [confused] Uh, I - I don't, uh...::Cat: Alright, for your own sake, I'll be blunt. Why do the Bosses keep ducks? To eat them. So why do the Bosses keep a pig? The fact is that animals that don't seem to have a purpose really do have a purpose. The Bosses have to eat. It's probably the most noble purpose of all, when you come to think about it.::Babe: They eat pigs?::Cat: Pork, they call it - or bacon. They only call them pigs when they're alive.::Babe: But, uh, I'm a sheep pig.::Cat: [giggles] The Boss's husband's just playing a little game with you. Believe me, sooner or later, every pig gets eaten. That's the way the world works. Oh, I haven't upset you, have I?::[chuckles softly]
Ferdinand the duck: Look, there's something you should know.::Babe the pig: Yes?::Ferdinand: Humans eat ducks!::Babe: [gasps] I beg your pardon?::Ferdinand: Ah, most ducks prefer to forget it, but the fact is that humans like to eat plump, attractive ducks.::Babe: Ohhh, I don't think so. Not the Boss, not the Boss's wife.::Ferdinand: Oh, come on. Humans don't eat cats - why?::Babe: Well, they're...::Ferdinand: They're indispensable: they catch mice. Humans don't eat roosters - why? They make eggs with the hens and wake everyone up in the morning.::Babe: Right.::Ferdinand: I tried it with the hens: it didn't work. So I turned to crowing, and lo! I discover my gift. But no sooner do I become indispensable than they bring in a machine to do the job. Ohhhh-oh-oh, the treachery of it - a mechanical rooster!
[Babe's first attempt to herd sheep just got him laughed at]::Babe: This is ridiculous, Mum!::Fly: Nonsense, it's only your first try. But you're treating them like equals. They're sheep, they're inferior.::Babe: Oh, no they're not.::Fly: Of course they are. We are their masters, Babe. Let them doubt it for a second and they'll walk all over you.::Rex the Male Sheepdog: Fly! Get the pig out of there!::Fly: Make them feel inferior - abuse them, insult them.::Rex the Male Sheepdog: Fly!::Babe: They'll laugh at me.::Fly: Then bite them! Be ruthless. Whatever it takes, bend them to your will.::Rex the Male Sheepdog: Enough!::Fly: Go on, go!
Old Ewe: We've got something here that might be of use to our pig.::Sheep, Sheep, Sheep: Password! Password!::Old Ewe: Before we gives you anything, wolf, you'll be making us a solemn, promise.::Rex the Male Sheepdog: Yes?::Sheep: Treat us civil!::Old Ewe: Yes, you gotta treat us nice-like.::Rex the Male Sheepdog: I'll try.::Sheep: No biting!::Old Ewe: That's right, wolf must avoid biting us sheep at all costs.::Rex the Male Sheepdog: Alright, I'll try that too. I'll try.::Old Ewe: But the most important of all, you must promise never ever to let this password we be about to give to be used against any sheep anywhere.::Rex the Male Sheepdog: I promise you that. I'll make make sure that the pig knows it too.::Old Ewe: We have the promise!::Sheep: 'Tis for Babe!::Sheep: It's for his sake!::Sheep: Maa would've wanted it.::Old Ewe: [with other sheep, in unison] Baa-ram-ewe. Baa-ram-ewe. To your breed, your fleece, your clan be true. Sheep be true. Baa-ram-ewe.
Fly: All right, how did you do it?::Babe: I asked them and they did it. I just asked them nicely.::Fly: We don't ask sheep, dear; we tell them what to do.::Babe: But I did, Mum. They were really friendly.
Narrator: There are many perfectly nice cats in the world, but every barrel has its bad apples, and it is well to heed the old adage, "Beware the bad cat bearing a grudge."
[last lines]::Narrator: And though every single human in the stands or in the commentary boxes was at a complete loss for words, the man who in his life had uttered fewer words than any of them knew exactly what to say.::Farmer Hoggett: That'll do, pig. That'll do.
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The movie combines songs, color and sequences of live action blended with the movements of animated figures. Mary Poppins is a kind of Super-nanny who flies in with her umbrella in response to the request of the Banks children and proceeds to put things right with the aid of her rather extraordinary magical powers.
Keywords: 1910s, actor-playing-multiple-roles, admiral, apology, bank, bank-of-england, banker, based-on-novel, bird, bird-feeding
See It Again and Again with that Supercalifragilistic Music! [re-release Australia 1976]
It's supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Mr. Banks: [singing] With tuppence for paper and strings, you can have your own set of wings! With your feet on the ground you're a bird in flight, with your fist holding tight to the string of your kite! Oh, oh, oh, let's go fly a kite, up to the highest height! Let's go fly a kite, and send it soaring! Up through the atmosphere, up where the air is clear! Oh, let's go... fly a kite!
[On the failure of their previous nanny]::Mrs. Banks: I'm sorry, dear, but when I chose Katie Nana, I thought she would be firm with the children. She looked so solemn and cross.::George Banks: My dear, never confuse efficiency with a liver complaint.
Mr. Banks: [singing] I feel a surge of deep satisfaction, much as a king astride his noble steed.::[speaks]::Mr. Banks: Thank you.::[sings]::Mr. Banks: When I return from daily strife, to hearth and wife, how pleasant is the life I lead!::Mrs. Banks: Dear, it's about the children...::Mr. Banks: Yes, yes, yes.::[sings]::Mr. Banks: I run my home precisely on schedule. At 6:01, I march through my door. My slippers, sherry, and pipe are due at 6:02. Consistent is the life I lead!::Mrs. Banks: George, they're missing!::Mr. Banks: Splendid, splendid.::[sings]::Mr. Banks: It's grand to be an Englishman in 1910! King Edward's on the throne, it's the age of men! I'm the lord of my castle, the sovereign, the liege!::[speaks]::Mr. Banks: I treat my subjects, servants, children, wife with a firm but gentle hand, noblesse oblige.::[sings]::Mr. Banks: It's 6:03, and the heirs to my dominion are scrubbed and tubbed, and adequately fed. And so I'll pat them on the head, and send them off to bed. Ah, lordly is the life I lead!::[speaks]::Mr. Banks: Winifred, where are the children?::Mrs. Banks: They're not here, dear.::Mr. Banks: What? Well, of course they're here! Where else would they be?
Michael: [talking about Mary Poppins] We better keep an eye on this one. She's tricky.
Mary Poppins: Our first game is called Well Begun is Half-Done.::Michael: I don't like the sound of that.::Mary Poppins: Otherwise titled Let's Tidy up the Nursery.::Michael: [to Jane] I told you she was tricky.
Mary Poppins: That's a piecrust promise. Easily made, easily broken.
Mary Poppins: [singing] Stay awake, don't rest your head. Don't lie down upon your bed. While the moon drifts in the skies... Stay awake, don't close your eyes. Though the world is fast asleep, though your pillow's soft and deep, you're not sleepy as you seem; stay awake, don't nod and dream... Stay awake... don't nod... and... dream.
Mrs. Banks: But you're always saying that you wanted a cheerful and pleasant household.::Mr. Banks: Winifred, I should like to make a slight differentiation between the word cheerful and just plain giddy irresponsibility.
Jane: Mary Poppins, we won't let you go!::Mary Poppins: Go? What on earth are you talking about?::Michael: Didn't you get sacked?::Mary Poppins: Sacked? Certainly not. I am never sacked!::Jane: Oh, Mary Poppins!::Jane, Michael: Hurrah, hurray, hurray, hurray, hurray, hurray...::Mary Poppins: Neither am I a Maypole. Kindly stop spinning about me.
Mary Poppins: [singing] Early each day to the steps of St. Paul's, the little old bird woman comes... In her own special way to the people she calls, come buy my bags full of crumbs. Come feed the little birds, show them you care, and you'll be glad if you do. Their young ones are hungry, their nests are so bare; all it takes is tuppence from you. Feed the birds, tuppence a bag. Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag... Feed the birds, that's what she cries, while overhead her birds fill the skies. All around the cathedral the saints and apostles look down as she sells her wares. Although you can't see it, you know they are smiling each time someone shows that he cares. Though her words are simple and few, listen, listen, she's calling to you. Feed the birds, tuppence a bag. Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag. Though her words are simple and few, listen, listen she's calling to you. Feed the birds, tuppence a bag. Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag.
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In the French Alps, an out-of-control street-painter's wagon sprays white paint onto a female cat's back, producing a stripe like that on a skunk. Pepe Le Pew, the amorous French skunk, spots the girl cat with the painted stripe, thinks she's a female skunk, and tries to romance her. When she smells Pepe's stench, she runs away, and he chases her up a mountain.
Keywords: alps, bad-smell, french-stereotype, hall-of-mirrors, looney-tunes, matterhorn, mountain-climbing, pepe-le-pew, skunk, surrealism
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A variant on the fable of the grasshopper and the ants: Porky is a hardworking farmer, while his neighbor, a bear, sings "working can wait" (as do all his animals). Winter comes, and the only scrap of food in his drafty cabin is a single bean, which a mouse steals. As he stalks his dog past Porky's cabin, he sees the feast on Porky's table and begs to join him.
Keywords: anthropomorphic-animal, anthropomorphism, apple-core, bean, bear, bird, book, breaking-the-fourth-wall, bull, burying-bone
[first lines]::Porky Pig: [singing] # For your long winter needs, / You just plant a few s-seeds. / You must get up and w-work, not sleep. / D-Dig and how. W-Watch them grow. / As ye sew so shall ye r-r-r-reap. #
Porky Pig: You b-b-b-buttered your bread. N-n-now sleep in it.
[last lines]::Bear: [singing] # Working can wait. / This is paradise. / Having no work to do, / And taking it easy, too. / Working can wait! #
[end credits]::Porky Pig: Th-th-th-that's all, folks!
'cause I can level I can miss a low loaded
And I know it like a hunter san bow yed
'cause I can low like a hundred well dole un
Saint of barges
Queen of nails
Sparkling drum sets
And murders of crows
Metal teeth of
Carousels
Lighting cigars on
Electric chairs
Buildings are rooks
Nature's a vice
Rattle of diesels
Snakes eating their own tails
Pretty girl, milkin' a cow
Oh yeah
Pretty girl, milkin' a cow
Oh yeah
Pretty girl, milkin' a cow
Oh yeah
Pretty girl, milkin' a cow
Placid creature
Standing in your June field
Placid creature
Standing in your June field
With one more day of grazing
Before the slaughter truck
And when it comes you will go
With quiet dignity
Across the yard
Up the ramp
Into the truck, Oh
Trusting creature
Going to meet the final man
With nothing on your face
Except for that familiar beauty
And he will eat you
Because he didn't look
Because he didn't look
He didn't look
Placid creature
Standing in your June field
With one more day of grazing
Before the slaughter truck
Placid creature
Standing in your June field
With one more day of grazing
Before the slaughter truck
Placid creature
Standing in your June field
With one more day of grazing
Before the slaughter truck
And he will eat you
Because he didn't look
Because he didn't look