Editing Ash Ketchum Meets Pocahontas/Transcript (section)

== John Smith, Ash, and Friends meets Grandmother Willow ==

(Cut to: Exterior, Grandmother Willow's glen, day.)

John Smith: This place is incredible! And to think, we came all this fashion just to dig it up for gold.

Pocahontas: Gold?

John Smith: Hey, Meeko.

Pocahontas: What's gold?

John Smith: You know, it's...it's yellow, comes out of the ground, it's really valuable.

Pocahontas: Oh, here, we've lots of it. (Takes out an ear of corn) Gold.

John Smith: No...gold is this. (Takes out a gold coin)

Pocahontas: Huh, there's nothing like that around here.

John Smith: No gold?

Pocahontas: Not that I've seen.

John Smith: (laughs) All this fashion for nothing. These boys are in for a big surprise.

Pocahontas: Will they leave?

John Smith: Some of them might.

Pocahontas: Will you go home?

John Smith: Well, it's not like I have much of a home to go back to. I've never really belonged anywhere.

Pocahontas: You could belong here.

Wind Spirit: (sings) Ay ay ay na ay ay na...

John Smith: What was that?

Pocahontas: Did you see something?

John Smith: No...no, I just, uh...I...I didn't see anything. Did I?

Pocahontas: Look again.

Grandmother Willow: (singing) Let it break upon you like a wave upon the sand! Hello, John Smith.

John Smith: Pocahontas, that tree is speaking to me.

Pocahontas: Then you should speak back.

Grandmother Willow: Don't be frightened, young man. My bark is worse than my bite!

(Two owls roll their eyes.)

Pocahontas: Say something.

John Smith: What do you say to a tree?

Pocahontas: Anything you want.

John Smith: Well, uh...

Grandmother Willow: Come closer, John Smith. He has a brief soul. And he's handsome, as well.

John Smith: Oh, I love her.

Pocahontas: I knew you would.

Ben: (off-screen) Smith? Smith! Where are ya, mate?

John Smith: We can't let them see us.

Grandmother Willow: Faster, over here.

Lon: This place gives me the creeps. Savages could be hiding anywhere.

Ben: Aye, well, if you spot one, don't ask questions. Just shoot.

(Grandmother Willow trips them.)

Ben & Lon: Oh!

Ben: Watch your feet, you big oaf!

Lon: It wasn't me, it was the tree.

Ben: Oh, of course, the tree just felt like lifting its roots and...let's get out of here. Run!

Lon: But what about Smith?

Ben: He's a big lad, he can take care of himself.

(Lon and Ben exit.)

John Smith: I'm glad you're on your side.

Grandmother Willow: There's yet some snap in these old vines.

John Smith: I better get back before they send the entire camp out after me.

Pocahontas: Where will I see you again?

John Smith: Meet me tonight, right here. (exits)

Grandmother Willow: Well, I haven't had this much emotion in 200 years!

Pocahontas: What am I thinking about? I wouldn't be seeing him again. I mean, I want to see him again––

Grandmother Willow: Who wouldn't? I want to see him again.

Pocahontas: But yet, something inside is warning me it's the right feeling.

Grandmother Willow: Maybe it's your dream.

Pocahontas: My dream? Do you think he's the one the spinning arrow was pointing to?

Grandmother Willow: Uh-huh!