Editing Ash Ketchum Meets Robin Hood/Transcript (section)

== Prince John's Threat/"Not in Nottingham"/Friar Tuck arrested ==
(At the castle we hear the Sheriff of Nottingham humming as he comes in)

Sheriff of Nottingham: (singing) 🎶He throws an angry tantrum. 🎶If he cannot have his way.🎵 He calls for Mom and sucks his tumb.🎵 And doesn't want to play. 🎶Too late to be known as John the First. 🎶He's sure to be known as John the Worst.🎵

(He, Sir Hiss, and Team Rocket snicker)

Sheriff of Nottingham: How about that?

James: (laughs) That's neat, Sheriff! (continues laughing)

Sir Hiss: (laughs) That's PJ to a T. Let me try. Let me try. (clears throat; humming musical scales; sings) 🎶Too late to be known as John the First🎶 (Prince John comes in with the Crime Empire)🎶 He's sure to be known as John the ...🎶(notices Prince John) Worssstttt. (gulps; panics) The fabulous, marvelous, merciful, chilvalrous....

Sheriff of Nottingham: Oh, you got it all wrong, Hiss.

Jessie: Yeah, its (singing)🎵 The Snivelin', grovelin', weaselly, measly....🎵

[Wobbuffet pops out of his Pokeball]

Wobbuffet: (singing) Wobbuffet!!

Prince John: (very mad) ENOUGH!

(Throws his wine at them as they gasp and ducked and the whines shattered at the the wall)

James: (gasps) You're higness! (bows) We're so sorry, so, so, sorry!

Jessie: (nervous) Yes, very sorry your highness!

Sheriff of Nottingham: Yes, but, but uh, sire, and sirs, it's a big hit.

Negaduck: What do you mean a big hit?

Sheriff of Nottingham: Well, uh, the whole village is singing it.

Prince John: Oh, they are, are they?

Meowth: (nervous; gulps) Um, yes?

Prince John: Well, they'll be singing a different tune. 

Two-Face: What are we going to do, your highness?

Prince John: I'll tell you what we're going to do. Double the taxes! Triple the taxes! (grabs Sir Hiss by the neck) Squeeze every last drop, out of those insolent, musical peasants.

(Scene changes to a rainy night in Nottingham)

Alan-A-Dale the Rooster: (narrating) Man, oh, man. That Prince John sure made good his threat.

(Thunder)

Alan-A-Dale the Rooster: (narrating) And his helpless subjects paid dearly for his humiliation, believe me.

(We see a dog couple sadly leaving after reading a poster saying, "TAC Foreclosure by Order of the CROWN")

Alan-A-Dale the Rooster: (narrating) Taxes, taxes, taxes. Why, he taxed the heart and soul out of the poor people of Nottingham. (plays guitar) And if you couldn't pay your taxes, you went to jail.

(We see Alan-A-Dale in jail)

Alan-A-Dale the Rooster: Yep, (sighs) I'm in here too. Nottingham was in deep trouble.

(Not in Nottingham song)

Alan-A-Dale the Rooster:

🎶Every town🎵

🎶Has its ups and downs🎵

🎵Sometime ups🎶

🎵Outnumber the downs🎶

🎶But not in Nottingham🎵

(We see Skippy the Rabbit laying sad while his hat dripped water on Toby Turtle much to his annoyance)

🎶I'm inclined to believe🎵

🎶If we were so down🎵

🎵We'd up and leave🎶

🎶We'd up and fly if we had wings for flyin'🎵

🎶Can't you see the tears we're cryin'?🎶

🎶Can't there be some happiness for me?🎵

🎶Not in Nottingham🎵

(We see 4 chained Racoon prisoners sadly walking into the jail house as the Sheriff and the villains watch 'em go in)

Liquidator: That's what you get when you don't pay your taxes! (laughs cruelly)

Megavolt: Yeah 'cause now you'll be doing some hard labor time!

(At the church we see the bell being rung by Friar Tuck, then we see Father playing the organ)

Father Sexton: Friar Tuck...(sighs) I don't think anyone is coming.

Friar Tuck: You're right, Sexton, but maybe the sound of this church bell will bring those poor people some comfort. (Sexton plays the organ) We must do what we can to keep their hopes alive.

(Sexton nods and continues playing)

(We see Little Sister sweeping the flooor)

Little Sister: Oh, how can there by any hope with that tyrant Prince John taxing the heart and soul out of the poor people?

Friar Tuck: Yes, those poor people. (check the Poor box) Look, our poor box is like our church...(sighs)... empty.

(Little Sister however then went into her mouse hole room to take out a single farthing coin for Friar Tuck)

Little Sister: Friar Tuck, we've saved this. It's not much, but please take it for the poor.

Friar Tuck: Your last farthing? Aw, Little Sister,...(accepts it) no one can give more than that. (puts in the box) Bless you both.

Father Sexton: Oh, we were just saving it for a rainy day.

Friar Tuck: Well, it's raining now. (chuckles) Things can't get worse.

Sheriff of Nottingham: Howdy, Friar.

(Sexton stops playing upon shock as the Sheriff comes in)

Sheriff of Nottingham: Well, it looks like I dropped by just in time. (chuckles)

Father Sexton: What does that big-bellied buly want here?

Little Sister: Father, shh.

(The Sheriff checks the poor box)

Sheriff of Nottingham: Hmm. Well, what have we got here?

Friar Tuck: Now, just a minute, sheriff! (stuttering) That's the poor box!

Sheriff of Nottingham: It sure is, and I'll just take it for poor Prince John. (chuckles) Every little bit helps.

Little Sister: Oh, you put that back!

Sheriff of Nottingham: And His Majesty also blesses you, Little Sister.

Friar Tuck: You thievin' scoundrel!

Sheriff of Nottingham: Now, take it easy, Friar. I'm just doing my duty. 

Friar Tuck: Collecting tax for that arrogant, greedy, ruthless, no-good Prince John?

Sheriff of Nottingham: Listern, Friar, you're mighty preachy, and you're gonna preach your neck right into a hangman's noose.

Friar Tuck: GET OUT OF MY CHURCH! (bumps the Sheriff out with his belly) Out! Out! Out! Out!

(They both went out)

Little Sister: Oh, dear me.

(We then find Friar Tuck battling the Sheriff with a long wooden stick)

Friar Tuck: You want taxes?!

(Hits him with the stick multiple times)

Friar Tuck: I'll give you...(hits him the belly) taxes!

(Hit him in the head)

Sheriff of Nottingham: Ow!

Father Sexton: Give it to him! Give to him! Give it to him, Friar!

(The Sherifff manage to break the Friar's stick in half but both were still fighting)

Two-Face: Oh, somebody's in trouble now.

The Penguin: Trigger get 'em!

(Trigger the vulture joined in as he grabbed hold of Friar Tuck's hood and blinds before getting hit by his stick.)

Two-Face: Chain him up, Sheriff! Quick!

Sheriff of Nottingham: You're under arrest for high treason to the crown!

(The Sheriff then chained Friar by the neck)

Joker: (laughs evilly) Gotcha, Friar!

Two-Face: You're coming with us now! Now, move it!

Little Sister: Oh, no! (cries)

Father Sexton: (comforting Little Sister) Oh, there, there, Mother.

(We see the Sheriff, and the villains taking the poor Friar away while Trigger aimed his crossbow behind to keep him in line)

[Alan-a-Dale]

🎵Every town🎵

🎵Has its ups and downs🎵

🎵Sometimes ups🎵

🎵Out number the downs🎵

🎵But not in Nottingham🎵

(Song ends)