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AUNTIE SHREW
I came here to inform you that the frost is off the ground and Moving Day is at hand. Prepare to move your very very odd family. Good day.

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AUNTIE SHREW
What did I tell you? Moving Day!

MRS BRISBY
It can't be!

AUNTIE SHREW
It certainly can! I don't suppose you've packed!

MRS BRISBY
What about Timmy? The chill in the air could kill him!

AUNTIE SHREW
Well child, that tractor surely will. For the last time, get your children out of here, before it's too late!

It's too late. The tractor's engine suddenly springs to life with a ROAR. Auntie Shrew runs off to warn the field.

AUNTIE SHREW
Run! Run for your lives, run! It's Moving Day! Run! The plow is here! Run!

Heads pop out of holes, animals sit up to hear. Warning signals get passed. Soon, every animal is running out of the field as fast as they can.

AUNTIE SHREW
Run! Get out!