.
[thunder]
jessie: it was a storm of judgment.
for years, we had been hiding from oppression.
hiding from napoleon's spies.
but now nature
was washing away the disease.
i always knew,
as with all things built on the wrong foundations,
the farm would one day crumble.
at last the wait was over.
the poisonous cement
which held napoleon's evil dream together
was being washed away.
i could taste it in the water.
i was old, i was almost blind,
but i could still remember.
it started the day the pilkingtons returned mollie.
old major, the prize boar,
had had a dream,
and the other pigs had called a meeting in the barn.
[laughter]
[bleats]
mrs. pilkington: ok, sweet pea.
[bleats]
[laughter]
yes! got him!
now, boys, not too much.
hush up, woman.
they shouldn't do that.
they're having fun now. hush up.
yes. we're only playing, ma.
[squeals]
and one day,
the pigs might come and play with you.
there you go again, talking rubbish.
only dumb animals. ride!
[laughter]
mr. jones: boxer!
boxer, keep straight, keep straight!
look where you're going! boxer!
keep a line! keep a line!
ooh, the horse is going the wrong way.
[laughter]
boxer!
[clang]
[cawing]
what the--
[laughter]
[caw caw]
mr. pilkington: whoa, mollie. whoa there.
whoa. whoa. whoa.
jones, you old drunkard.
mr. pilkington.
missis. nice hat.
hmm.
we brought your horse back.
thanks.
all right, were she?
mollie.
yeah, she did the job.
where do you want her?
there's a meeting tonight. in the barn.
ok, jessie. i'll be there.
it's very kind of you
to invite us tonight, mr. jones.
oh, it's nothing special.
just a few neighbors over for a drink.
well, we wouldn't want to miss out
on his generosity, would we?
look, mr. p, about your money--
my dear boy,
we'll speak tonight, eh?
walk on!
bye-bye, jessie.
boy: i hate him. he smells.
mrs. pilkington: oh, do be quiet.
mr. pilkington: come on, mollie.
come on. come on.
that man has "loser" written all over his face.
i don't think he can take much more.
are we nearly there?
i thought he was your friend.
my friend?
ha.
how very little you know of the world.
[boys laughing]
yes! yes!
come on, boxer, walk on!
keep a line.
keep a line, damn you.
ho-up. steady, boxer!
[whinnies]
boxer!
boxer! oh!
look what you've done to my field,
you stupid lump of dog breath!
you're a dead horse, boxer! you're dog meat!
you're for the glue factory!
i'll sell you with me old--
what's going on?
leave him be! leave him be!
thou shalt not kill.
he was hurting boxer.
but no animal can ever attack a human.
no human should ever hurt an animal.
mrs. jones: jones!
oh.
where are you?!
jessie, jessie, go. quick!
i've got a train to catch!
quick!
she's comin'! quick!
[caw]
[cawing]
wake up, you drunken pig!
mrs. jones: we're now late,
and the car probably won't start anyway.
[car stalling]
you said you got it fixed.
now, please, don't get drunk.
there's a clean tablecloth in the cupboard.
don't wear those boots.
and don't call me at my sister's.
you know she...
hey! come on, girls!
you're supposed to be at the meeting.
come on! follow me!
[bleating]
mrs. jones: oh, and the sink is blocked,
and the butchery is full of flies.
make sure you get pilkington to lend you more money.
jones: yes. yes.
[people laughing]
[quacking]
[cooing]
[bleating]
[animal noises]
[moo]
animals, the wisest of us all
has words which must now be spoken.
these words came to old major in a dream
and must now be heard.
my friends,
i do not think i will be with you
for many days more.
i've had a long life,
and now it is my duty to pass on to you
such as i understand
of the nature of our lives.
animalkind is born to a miserable,
laborious, and salt existence.
we are given only just enough food
as will sustain the breath in our bodies
for the work we do.
and when our usefulness has come to an end,
we are slaughtered with hideous cruelty.
no!
no! no! no!
no! no!
yes! and who, pray,
is responsible for our suffering,
huh?
hmm?
man!
man is our enemy!
[people laughing]
mr. p.
hmm.
oh, not too much now.
must be trying to sweeten me up, eh?
mr. p, about the money i owe you.
yeah, my dear boy,
just having a friendly drink.
don't want to spoil the occasion, do we?
the bank is onto me, mr. p.
i don't know what to do. i'm desperate.
well, you could always
just sign the farm over to me
and have done with it, eh?
mr. frederick.
um, i'm sure mr. p
will work something out for you, my dear.
mrs. jones not about this evening?
no. she's gone to her sister's on the train.
oh.
remove man
and the root cause of hunger and overwork
is abolished forever.
remove man
and the produce of our labor will be our own.
remove man
and overnight we will become...
free and equal!
i thought i was free.
will that mean no harnesses?
if you believe that, you'll believe anything.
we must never come to resemble man
in any way.
if there are no humans,
who will brush my mane?
oh, now.
and who will braid it with ribbons?
here. did i hear someone say ribbons?
i could get ribbons. i could get anything.
what you got to trade?
you shouldn't care
about looking pretty for humans.
but i like looking pretty for humans.
or engage in trade...
what? no trade?
amongst us animals,
there must be unity and comradeship.
all animals are friends.
all humans are enemies. [snorts]
man: good night, jonesy.
[snoring]
[door bangs]
[footsteps]
we'll have to stay over, mr. j.
help me up, then.
ohh.
beg pardon.
[laughing]
second door on the left.
[snoring]
pilkington,
we've got to talk, now.
wake up.
i can't pay you.
you've got to give me more time.
in fact, if you could see your way clear to...
to lending me another hundred or so--
just for a month.
pilkington!
i need your help.
wake up,
you fat, money-grabbin' pig.
[snoring]
ohh.
[jones muttering]
[gasps]
[giggles]
oh, no.
mrs. p, you got the wrong room.
no, i haven't, my dear. ha.
don't worry.
he'll be out for the night.
old major: now, my friends...
i will tell you about the end of my dream...
and the song that came to me.
it's a song you must learn.
it's a song of justice
and freedom.
?? beasts of the world, we shall unite ??
?? rise up and ready for the fight ??
?? soon or late, the day will be ??
?? when man's defeated and we are free ??
?? soon or late, the day will be ??
?? when man's defeated and we are free ??
[laughing]
[animals making noise]
ohh, mr. j.!
[animals making noise]
?? our limbs be tired and worn ??
?? our dreams will not be broken ??
?? and our hearts will not be torn ??
?? our dreams will not be broken ??
?? and our hearts will not be torn ??
huh?
[animals making noise]
what's going on?
blasted coat.
gettin' a man out of his sleep.
aah! jeez--
[silence]
damn foxes.
ooh.
[squeals]
jessie: old major had been hit.
was our revolution over before it had begun?
no...
[squeals]
oh, major, no.
[squealing]
there are no rewards after death.
there is only the here and now.
we must work to make this life better.
friends, we must always remember
that old major died for every one of us.
and now, we each have a duty to him.
revolution!
[grunts]
must need feeding again.
[sighs]
jessie!
come on, girl.
[gasps]
come on, girl. here, take it.
[barks]
here, come on.
[barking]
hullo?
what's the matter, girl? don't like it?
pff.
[thunder]
if you paid more attention to the farm,
we wouldn't have money troubles.
[banging dishes]
where are you going?
the animals need feeding!
[thunder]
dennis! eric! drink!
yeah! come on!
we haven't fed them yet, mr. jones.
jones: you can do it later. i need a pint.
we need milking.
[barking]
dennis: stupid dog wants a pint, too.
jones: well, if she's got any money, she can have one.
mollie: i'm very hungry.
you'll just have to wait.
[singing drunkenly]
[horn honks]
at last.
[crunch]
[sets parking brake]
will he feed us now?
shh!
mr. jones, what about the animals?
aw, let 'em rot.
come on, lads. let's have another drink.
[laughing]
i need food.
jones: be quiet, lads.
no, stay.
jones: there you go, lads.
[television playing]
let's go. it's in the food store.
quiet!
boxer, we can help ourselves!
unh!
come on.
shh!
ha ha ha!
come on. follow me.
unh!
?? beasts of the world ??
?? we shall unite ??
?? rise up and ready for the fight ??
?? soon or late, the day will be ??
?? when man's defeated and we are free ??
[animals making noise]
?? rise up for victory ??
?? our limbs be tired and worn ??
[thump]
oi! do you mind?
i'm trying to have my dinner.
that's mine! i was saving that!
leave it out!
boxer?
boxer! boxer!
the humans are coming!
[humming]
[animals making noise]
[silence]
what's going on in there?
[breaks open shotgun]
come on. let's get them.
get off!
[glass breaks]
get off me!
[neighs]
[barking]
help! help!
run for it, lads!
don't give them time to regroup!
seize the day!
let's get to the car!
run for it, mrs. j!
come on, come on, come on!
aah!
oh!
moses: wait for me! wait!
come along.
get inside.
move it.
come on, move it, move it, come on.
victory is ours!
?? and sing a song of justice ??
?? sustain our freedom shield ??
squealer: what do we do now?
napoleon: wait and see.
this is an outrage.
on my farm,
animals know their place.
know their place?
of course they know their place.
they're animals.
jones: what am i gonna do?
my dear boy, you're homeless.
you've no money.
the treatment of your animals
has led them to seizing power--
an uprising which could easily spread to all our farms.
you've done enough.
[sobbing]
shut up!
i'm thinking.
[caw]
[tapping]
oh, no! he's come to kill us!
do something, mr. p.
[sighs]
[caw caw]
shoo!
jessie: and so, at last, the farm belonged to us,
and we were free.
we knew we could live without fear.
and snowball would show us the way.
can you read?
not yet,
but i will learn.
oh, that's good.
snowball...
the cows are in great pain.
they need milking.
well...
i could try.
all right, now just hold still.
[moo!]
whoops.
[moo!]
oh, lord.
all right, i just need practice.
can you see anything?
hmm?
of course i can't see.
i don't have the eyesight, do i?
well, can you smell anything?
[sniffs]
what? other than you?
[laughs]
hey, get off!
aah! [splash]
there's snowball and jessie.
[arf]
snowball: oh, i'm so sorry.
hello, jessie.
what's he doing up there?
come here! come and look!
see, i have a glorious surprise.
what are you doing?
snowball: there.
well, what does it say?
that is the farm's name,
and as the farm now belongs to us,
what words have i painted?
us farm?
animal farm.
mmm.
muriel: well,
if you can write,
you must be able to read.
yes. we pigs have taught ourselves to read and write.
oh!
what is it?
i think it's my time.
you're dying?
no. puppies.
puppies?
puppies? quick, what do we do?
steady now, boxer.
let's get jessie back to the barn.
napoleon: boxer!
boxer, where are you?
come on, we're waiting!
are you sure you're ok?
boxer, go with the others.
i'll be fine.
mmm. if you're sure.
i'm sure.
napoleon: here, by the house!
[distant music playing]
what's that?
uh, it's a box where humans watch humans.
hmm.
keeps them quiet.
could be useful.
hmm.
animals,
i propose that the farmhouse isn't used,
but is preserved as a museum.
all those in favor?
[laughs]
carried.
[laughing]
napoleon: let's see how the humans lived.
they steeped themselves in luxury
while we lived in squalor.
the horsehair chair.
animals have to die for humans to sit in comfort.
and this bed,
filled with feathers plucked from animals.
[animals gasp]
ohh!
oh, for heaven's sake.
we must bury them all.
[squawking]
[barking and squawking]
compatriots!
over here!
we must work quickly.
tell pincher to meet me in the harness room.
this might be a problem.
hmm?
snowball: these are old major's thoughts.
the principles of animalism.
we must always remember what he taught us.
old major: what is important
is that we must never
come to resemble man in any way.
one--whatever goes upon 2 legs is an enemy.
2--
whatever goes upon 4 legs or has wings
is a friend.
after all, we are animals.
3--no animal shall wear clothes.
4--no animal shall sleep in a bed.
we can no longer stoop to his level.
5--no animal shall drink alcohol...
or engage in trade.
6--no animal shall kill any other animal.
fighting each other is the nature of man.
napoleon: ah, pincher, sit down.
snowball: and most importantly,
7--
amongst ourselves there must be unity.
and comradeship.
all animals are equal!
[cheering]
i swear on the sacred memory of old major...
to serve napoleon before all others.
rise up, pincher,
and take your position as leader of the animal guard.
bring in the other dogs.
this is the doctrine of old major,
and it is our duty
to follow each and every commandment.
animals, animals.
we have work to do.
there's been enough discussion.
we have a harvest to bring in.
and let us make it a point of honor
to do it quicker than humankind.
now line up to receive your instructions.
left a bit.
straight ahead now.
oh! right a bit.
ooh!
this is harder than it looks.
i must use all my strength.
jessie: we all worked together in the fields,
and we were happy.
jessie: the pigs stayed inside the barn
and counted the hay.
only 25 bales of hay today.
mmm.
we need more effort.
i...
i can work harder.
[groans]
jessie: while snowball worked towards old major's ideals,
napoleon...
made different plans.
and are the puppies weaned yet?
nearly.
well, we have milk to feed them.
take them away.
give her some explanation.
[laughs]
we are now ready to raise our flag of freedom.
well done, boxer.
i give you...
the hoof and horn.
[snoring]
[door opens]
there, now.
i told you we'd find him with his neck in a bottle.
[raps table]
huh?
"all over in 2 weeks,"
i think you said, 2 months ago.
this is what happens
when a weak man is allowed to run a farm.
on my farm there are no weak men.
obviously the animals are managing
better than we expected.
we'll have to do something.
i'll do something.
i'll wring his drunken throat.
we need information on what's going on.
why don't you send in a spy?
how can we send--
no.
but we could listen in.
[boards creaking]
[men whispering]
don't make any noise.
come on, pull.
[speaker hums]
[oinking]
so, from the beginning.
a...
g, b, c...
no, no, no.
all right, we'll leave that for now
and go back to our discussion on animalism.
jessie: i first started to suspect
that all was not right when my puppies were...
taken.
snowball: do you understand?
4 legs good, 2 legs bad.
animals: yeah!
that's animalism.
napoleon, i want to see my puppies.
no, jessie, you can't see your puppies.
but they're my babies.
if you were thinking clearly,
then you would be pleased
at the special education we're going to give them.
you surely don't want
to disadvantage your own puppies...
do you?
no. good.
no, i don't.
well, off you go, then.
they still need their mother.
mmm.
her sadness will spread to the other animals.
mmm.
not if we distract them.
yes.
education is vital,
and knowledge is power.
well, the knowledge i'd like
is who keeps stealing the milk and apples?
that's what i call knowledge.
share and share alike.
isn't that animalism?
well, where's our share?
animals, please!
who has the milk and apples?
all: who has the milk and apples?!
who has the milk and apples?!
we pigs have them!
what?
[music plays on television]
hmm.
oh!
we'll let them calm down,
then squealer can explain.
thank you.
ohh.
tv announcer: back in the farmyard,
it's lunchtime for the chickens.
chickens are also one of god's wonders on the farm.
this mother hen is showing her young chicks
how to scratch the ground and look for grain.
god has given them a sharp bill
so they will have no trouble
picking up the bits of food.
all of the farm animals need lots of water.
well, of course we do.
ohh!
animals,
napoleon has arranged to have this
television here for your enjoyment and relaxation.
this, my friends, is animalism in practice.
but it is also animalism
for us pigs to have the milk and apples.
i'm off.
where's he off to?
it doesn't seem fair to me.
i love milk and apples.
well, we all do.
mind you, napoleon's always right.
i'll talk to jessie. she'll explain.
milk and apples
feed the brain.
and if our brains are not fed,
then jones would come back.
do any of you want to see jones back?
no. no. no.
good.
then for all our sakes...
we will continue to drink the milk
and eat the apples.
yay! yay!
hmm. hmm.
tv announcer: you see no grease, you smell no grease,
you feel no grease with joy.
they won't let me see my puppies.
where are they?
i don't know.
boxer.
the pigs always tell us what to do,
what to think.
we must have leaders.
but what if they're wrong.
napoleon's never wrong.
jessie, voice-over: dear boxer.
he totally believed in napoleon.
he just wanted to do right.
[animals grunting and clucking]
what's this rubbish?
it's not rubbish.
i've heard my animals sound like that.
there's a pattern to it, like...
like they're singing.
listen.
yes.
i've heard that sound.
it's a signal...
a code.
it's something...
and it's spreading.
4 legs good.
2 legs bad.
we invade.
this is a nightmare.
it will only be a matter of time
before the humans invade.
you think so?
yes.
what'll we do?
defend ourselves, of course.
this is my plan.
[men talking]
ah, it's as i thought.
they're approaching from the top field.
send the signal.
what if they change direction?
then we'll make another plan.
are all the animals in place?
they're in place.
goose: this isn't going to work.
snowball: flying party has taken off.
jessie's marshaling the sheep.
napoleon: good.
[men shouting and cheering]
give me that.
let's go!
[men shouting and cheering]
as long as we stay up here,
we'll be safe. let snowball lead the charge.
get 'em!
[clattering]
shh. what was that?
[clattering]
charge!
back to the gate! back to the gate!
watch those horses!
come on, come on!
[gunshots]
aah!
shoot them, shoot!
man: come on, let's get out of here!
jessie, get off!
aah!
let's get out of here!
come on!
move!
let me through, let me through.
victory! glorious victory is ours!
well...
if we can't beat them,
we might have to join 'em.
is he breathing?
i've killed him.
this is war.
the only good human is a dead one.
i've no wish to take life,
not even human life.
but he's all right.
look, he's moving.
animals.
[chickens clucking]
you were so brave today.
yes, he was the bravest of us all.
he's an animal hero first class.
no.
there was no one braver than snowball.
snowball, snowball, snowball!
snowball, snowball,
snowball!
my friends,
we are all heroes,
and we will celebrate this decisive day
every october with a march past our glorious flag
and a firing of this gun.
our farm is now truly
animal farm.
napoleon, napoleon, napoleon!
napoleon, napoleon!
napoleon!
napoleon, napoleon!
ooh!
jessie: snowball continued to try to improve our lives
and soon came up with a new scheme.
we were called to a meeting.
napoleon: my friends,
surely you can see that snowball's idea for a windmill
is a waste of our labor.
it's not a waste.
once built, it will ease our labors.
our efforts must be directed at feeding ourselves,
arming ourselves, barricading our borders,
and defending animalism.
no, no, no!
for animalism to prosper,
we must convert all the animals on all the farms.
we must send our pigeons out
to spread the message of revolution!
animals: yes!
we will vote on it.
sheep: yes!
all those in favor of napoleon...
animals: yes!
and all those in favor of snowball.
animals: yes!
animals,
think of the benefits of a windmill.
yes, it will be hard work to build,
but once it's built,
it could save us so much labor
that we may have to work only 3 days a week.
now, all those in favor.
animals: yes!
you pig.
snowball.
[barking]
puppies?
jessie: puppies!
puppies, leave him! it's snowball!
leave him!
puppies!
jessie: my puppies have become napoleon's servants.
snowball was banished, and napoleon took control.
napoleon: friends.
what's he doing up there?
snowball is a traitor and a criminal.
but he was a brave fighter.
it's not enough.
loyalty is more important.
you see how clever napoleon has been,
my friends?
of course he's not against the windmill.
in fact, it was his own idea.
he opposed it to flush out snowball for the traitor he is.
tactics, friends.
there will be no more meetings,
no more endless debates.
from now on, a special committee of pigs
will design all aspects of the farm.
no. no.
[barking]
[squeals]
now...
i will tell you our plan for the windmill.
jessie: so began our toil.
it was a slow, laborious process...
[arf]
and we were watched at all times.
it was boxer's great strength
that really made the difference.
but each and every one of us played our part.
and slowly, very slowly,
the windmill began to take shape.
and at night we'd return home...
weary...
and hungry.
nothing.
they must have found the microphone.
wait, listen.
napoleon: ...to build the windmill.
fight back.
they can talk.
napoleon: long live animal farm!
well, if they can talk...
they can trade.
you can't trade with animals.
why not?
it's immoral.
it's business.
it's my farm.
that farm has been in his family for generations.
yes, and what's he done with it?
ruined it, that's what.
congratulations.
you've actually managed
to turn your father's prosperous farm
into a debt-ridden, crumbling piece of rubbish.
very clever.
you can't talk to me like that.
yes, i can.
i can say something else as well.
you're finished around here,
both of you.
washed up, dead in the water.
are these words sinking in?
yes.
i think they are.
[pigs laughing]
that's strange.
there's someone in the house.
[thunder]
this isn't right.
[laughing]
they're behaving like men.
[laughing]
[growling]
[dogs barking]
hmm?
puppies, stop that!
stop it! i'm your mother!
now stop it!
squealer: puppies...
off to bed with you.
what are you doing here?
this area is out of bounds.
nothing.
i was just walking, and then the dogs came at me.
have you seen anything of interest on your walk?
no.
nothing.
get back to the barn.
jessie: things were changing fast.
and at night we heard strange noises,
as squealer altered the commandments.
squealer: with sheets.
[laughing]
[barking]
very good day to you, mr., uh...
napoleon.
pilkington.
very pleased to, uh...
splendid.
we will go into the house.
absolutely.
after you, dear boy.
"dear boy"?
[laughing]
wonderful.
a porker with a sense of humor.
jessie: old major's words no longer made any sense.
the pigs were now living in the house.
napoleon was rarely seen,
but a statue had been made in his honor
and placed near the barn.
napoleon: today marks the beginning
of a new direction for us.
animal farm cannot exist in isolation.
to improve our quality of life,
to build the windmill,
to feed ourselves,
we need to trade.
didn't old major say
we must never engage in trade?
it's always the same.
what goes around comes around.
none of this need concern any of you.
as your leader,
i will shoulder the burden of trade myself.
jessie: the pigs dedicated to his memory
the place where old major had fallen.
napoleon: our revolution continues,
and all our actions will now be looked upon
by the founder of our beliefs.
pincher.
[animals gasp]
only criminals would fear old major's presence.
long live animal farm!
well, that's a tidy load of hay, mr. napoleon.
yeah, boy.
you know...
this could prove to be a very profitable arrangement
between ourselves, mr. n.
mm-hmm.
you know, you can trust me.
i never wanted to have anything to do with that invasion.
that was all frederick's
and jones' idea.
jones is our enemy.
and i am your friend.
oh!
got a bottle of whiskey for you.
token of my gratitude, eh?
just try this.
dear boy.
now, to business.
there's a shortage of eggs in the market.
they're fetching a very good price.
jessie: now, listen to me.
there's something i have to tell you.
it's about the pigs.
they are living in the house.
no! no!
and they're sleeping in the beds.
no! no!
now, it's against the commandment.
no animal shall sleep in a bed.
yes, that's right.
my friends...
let me explain.
as you know, we pigs are the brains of the farm,
and we must have a quiet place to work in
for all your sakes.
[slurping]
surely you don't want your glorious leader
to live in a sty, hmm?
of course not.
and, yes, we do sleep in beds.
but why not?
there's no ruling against beds.
a pile of straw is a bed.
would you rob us of our sleep
so that we're too tired to carry out our duties? hmm?
but the commandment...
what commandment?
there was never a commandment against beds.
read it.
"no animal shall sleep in a bed...
with sheets"?
you see, it's a commandment against sheets.
and we certainly don't sleep in sheets.
[chuckles] oh, no.
napoleon is always right.
hmm, exactly.
[talking and laughter]
[music playing]
ha! you know what else i managed to do?
i managed to convince the animals
to buy those rusty old silos
i couldn't get rid of.
ha ha ha!
haven't got a clue what they're doing, them.
not only that, they built a windmill.
i'll probably end up owning that
as well as jones' farm.
what about the hunger, mr. pilkington?
what hunger?
i've seen some of the animals. flesh and bones.
they look all right to me.
yes, but you're not seeing straight
with all that trade you're doing, are you?
my dear boy, if the pigs prefer to deal with me,
should i refuse?
the animals are starving, and it's not to your credit.
same again all round?
[loud chatter]
shh! shh!
you're sill here, then?
ha ha ha!
[loud chatter]
pilkington. i'll show him.
he's not having it. the farm or the windmill.
let him try and get his hands on this now.
quick!
aah!
jessie: our windmill was ruined.
our spirits were at their lowest.
but napoleon seemed triumphant.
napoleon: do you know who is responsible for this? hmm?
do you know who has stolen the truck
and blown up our windmill? hmm? hmm?
snowball!
the archcriminal and traitor
has destroyed our work of the last year.
animals, i pronounce the death sentence on snowball!
we will teach this traitor
that he cannot undo our work so easily!
the windmill will be rebuilt!
every day we will work, rain or shine,
food or none!
long live the windmill!
[heavy footsteps]
boxer! so early?
i must get on. we've got to rebuild the windmill.
squealer: decree number 6...
our leader pronounces thatbeasts of the world
was the song of the revolution
through which we expressed
our longing for a better society.
but as that society is now established,
the song no longer has any meaning.
boxer, please, come on. you'll hurt yourself.
i have to do this. [sighs]
squealer: we have a new song
that gives voice to our gratitude for all we have.
? ?? beloved leader napoleon ?
?? fearless faithful guardian ??
?? proud and strong, protect us from the wrong ??
?? you will defend us with your lofty trotter ??
?? pigs are pigs are pigs ??
?? there is no beast that's braver ??
?? ?? they will not ever waver
?? they face the fight ??
?? for right ??
?? with might ??
?? glorious, great, and triumphant ??
?? gallant hero resilient ??
?? proud and strong, protect us from the wrong ??
?? you will defend us with your lofty trotter ??
?? pigs are pigs are pigs ??
[thunder]
where's our food?
i'm sorry, boxer,
but i don't think we're going to get any.
we must have food.
i'm so hungry.
make way for our leader.
squealer: our valiant leader,
animal hero first class
and animal hero second class will now speak.
my friends, i have found out
that the archcriminal snowball is still visiting the farm.
is he?
i haven't seen him.
napoleon: he has even blocked drains!
snowball sabotage is the reason for our shortage of food.
but he must have inside help.
which of you is in league with him?
i will find you out!
the guilty will have nowhere to hide.
because of this sabotage,
the hens will have to surrender their eggs
for sale in the market.
[gasps] that's murder!
you hens should welcome this sacrifice
as your own special contribution to animalism.
never! never!
you dare defy our glorious leader?
we will smash our eggs before giving them up!
yeah! that's right!
yaah!
all hens are criminals!
no hen will be fed!
any animal seen giving food to a hen
will be punished by death!
[panting]
ooh!
ohh.
jessie: and so, in the middle of the night,
the hens sacrificed their eggs.
this is so wrong.
what have we done?
[grunting]
[gasps]
now what?
go back to sleep, my friend.
we're just moving some of jones' camera equipment.
you'll see the films later.
[microphone squeals]
what--what are we watching?
[dramatic music plays]
squealer narrating: with efficiency and patriotism,
the animal guard roots out enemies of the farm.
come with me.
there's no hiding place for snowball's cohorts.
don't make a noise. let's go.
and there's no escape from justice
as they go on trial for crimes against animalism...
look, they're caged.
our impartial leader.
our commandments say...
"no animal shall kill any other animal..."
guilty!
"without cause."
no! what?
without cause?!
we have cause.
guilty!
animals: no!
guilty!
[gasping]
guilty!
[gasping]
[snorting]
[faint music]
hmm...
and now for other news.
our leader, glorious and valiant napoleon,
was today awarded the highest medal of animalism--
the leader star, first class.
but before we close our transmission,
let's hear some words of personal thanks
for our glorious leader.
thanks to our beloved napoleon,
i've laid 6 eggs in 5 days.
thanks to the leadership of our beloved napoleon,
this grass tastes better than ever.
and until tomorrow, it's good night from me.
good night.
i like whiskey.
jessie: the pigs were behaving more and more like farmer jones.
ha ha ha!
ha--ooh...
[thud]
where's he gone?
squealer: [slurring] ?? glorious leader ??
?? napoleon ??
?? glorious lea--hee hee--der ??
?? napoleon ??
[muttering]
[snorting]
oof! [clatter]
[snoring]
[crows]
[weakly] shut up.
[crows]
squealer, come quick.
napoleon says he's dying.
so am i.
jessie: napoleon didn't die...
and neither did his taste for whiskey.
[wheezing]
life was bleak...
but nothing prepared us for what happened next.
we were on our way home when a duck brought us the news.
jessie! jessie!
boxer's fallen by the windmill! he's on his side!
boxer?
go! go and tell napoleon!
hurry!
moses: up there,
just on the other side of that clyde
lies the kingdom in the sky
where no animal ever goes hungry.
say after me, "i believe in the sugar lumps--"
jessie: boxer!
"i believe in the everlast--"
get off him, you--
uh-oh!
boxer!
[wheezing]
boxer, what happened?
i can't breathe very well.
hush. lie still. it'll be all right.
you'll soon feel better.
you have enough stones here
to finish the windmill.
i think i may now be allowed to stop.
yes, of course. you must stop.
i will enjoy my retirement.
if any animal deserves to rest, it's you, boxer.
[boxer gasping]
here. try to drink some water.
yes. yes, i will.
hmm? any improvements, hmm?
our leader is going to make arrangements
to have his most loyal worker treated in hospital.
thank you.
now...
back to work.
but--but i don't think i should leave him.
[growls]
hmm.
boxer?
boxer, it's time to go.
i'm very weak.
listen, boxer, you're going to be fine.
you're going to the hospital,
and they'll make you better.
come on. you must use all your strength to get up.
yes. it's difficult.
i know, my friend.
please, do it for me.
do it for all of us.
yes. yes, i'll try.
ohh...
muriel: quick! they're taking boxer away!
come and say good-bye!
jessie: somehow boxer managed to summon up
the last of his strength,
and we watched as he entered the van.
something smelt wrong and made us nervous.
lock it up. let's go.
no. no.
what's going on?
the words on the van!
muriel: "s-e-t--"
benjamin: "horse slaughter"!
they're taking him to the glue factory!
no! boxer, get out!
boxer! come on, help me! they're leaving! boxer!
boxer!
boxer, get out, quick!
muriel: get out!
kick your way out!
they're taking you to your death! boxer!
[boxer kicking]
boxer!
jessie: we called out desperately,
but we heard him give up the struggle.
[thunder]
well, mr. n, that's that.
very profitable afternoon.
your share.
buy whiskey with it.
it's expensive.
use all the money.
certainly, my friend.
i like whiskey.
i could have saved him.
nobody can save any of us.
i could have.
how?
i found a place at the edge of the farm.
a good place to hide.
i should have taken him there, but i did nothing.
i'll never forgive myself.
well, you could put the wrong right.
yeah. yes, you're right.
muriel won't last much longer,
and there are others.
then we must save them.
we must leave this place with as many animals as we can.
that's it.
squealer:"forward...
"forward in the name of the revolution.
"long live animal farm.
"long live our beloved napoleon.
napoleon is always right."
those were his last words.
[sobbing]
there are rumors.
some of you are saying
that the van that took boxer away
was from the horse slaughterer.
surely you know our beloved leader better than that.
the van was from the hospital,
but had previously been the property
of the slaughterer.
jones: here you go. come on. right.
that's it. mind your step.
come on. that's right.
come on in. up you come now.
ah, delighted to join you for a neighborly drink,
aren't we, mrs. p?
we certainly are.
moses: uh-oh. what are they doing here?
that's right, my dear. come round here.
there. now you sit here. ok?
there we are.
nice and friendly, eh?
hmm?
i've heard such a lot about you, mr. n.
so...
all getting along splendidly, eh?
oh, may i?
moses: no, you can't!
quiet!
you're letting him drink all our whiskey!
if you're not quiet, i'll stick you on the flagpole forever!
moses: uh-oh!
a toast.
ahh.
oh, allow me.
[whispering]
absolutely, my dear boy.
ha ha ha! ha ha ha!
allow me to congratulate you
on keeping your lower animals in order.
thank you.
an example to all farmers.
i mean, well, let's face it,
no animal suffered from working a little harder
or eating a little less, did they? heh.
present company excluded, of course.
another toast.
to...animal farm.
no, not animal farm.
i have decided we should revert
to our proper name of manor farm.
oh. to manor farm, then.
and our continued prosperity.
absolutely, dear boy.
ha ha ha! ha ha ha!
i can't tell the difference between them.
[thunder]
read it to me.
hmm.
"all animals are equal,
but some animals are more equal than others."
jessie: "more equal than others."
come on. we should leave while we still can.
i'll get the others.
squealer:and now we go to our leader's house,
where earlier today
a spontaneous demonstration took place.
a grateful duck has written a new song
for our beloved leader.
and she's here joined
by the chorus of the animal guards!
?? praise to him ??
?? the fount of all our wisdom ??
?? long to live ??
?? the ruler of our farm ??
? ?? napoleon, mighty leader ?
?? mighty leader watching over us ??
? ?? napoleon, mighty leader ?
?? mighty leader watching over us ??
?? shout, shout, shout out loud ??
?? snout, snout, pink and proud ??
?? friend on high, you guide us with your smile ??
?? teach us how to be as kind as you ??
?? napoleon ??
?? mighty leader watching over us ??
?? napoleon, mighty leader ??
?? mighty leader watching over us ??
?? shout, shout, shout out loud ??
?? snout, snout, pink and proud ??
?? honest pig ??
?? you bless us with your beauty ??
?? hallowed hog ??
?? how wondrous is your glow ??
? ?? napoleon, mighty leader ?
?? mighty leader watching over us ??
? ?? napoleon, mighty leader ?
?? mighty leader watching over us ??
?? shout, shout, shout out loud ??
?? snout, snout, pink and proud ??
?? shout, shout, shout out loud ??
?? snout, snout, pink and proud ??
?? 4 legs good ??
?? 2 legs better ??
?? 4 legs good ??
?? 2 legs better ??
?? 4 legs good ??
?? 2 legs better ??
?? 4 legs good ??
?? 2 legs better ??
?? 4 legs good ??
?? 2 legs better ??
?? 4 legs good ??
?? 2 legs better! ??
napoleon: animals...
never again will we be threatened by our enemies.
i decree that this farm
will now devote itself to the making of weapons,
to the building of walls
for the protection of ourselves and our way of life!
the revolution is over!
all animals are now free!
[cheering]
[honking]
[thunder]
jessie: free...
life had been far from free in our hideout.
seasons came and went...
and we waited.
[metal squealing]
the years passed.
we grew old, but we still waited.
waited for what surely must pass.
waited for napoleon's cruelty and greed
to bleed the farm to death.
and now with the coming of the storm
came the first signs that our wait was over.
it was time for us to return to that place
that had once been full of such hope.
i wondered if anything was still alive.
i knew in my heart that napoleon had fallen...
a victim of his own madness.
but what of the others?
after all we'd been through,
i needed to believe there was still hope.
could this be the same place
where old major had spoken of his dream?
where we had worked so hard for a better life?
all that was left was a memory and the pain
of the poor creatures who had suffered.
my heart sank.
but there are always survivors.
the walls have now fallen...
the scars have healed...
and life goes on.
[barking]
[music playing]
?? i found my thrill ??
and what of the future?
there are new owners.
we will not allow them to make the same mistakes.
?? on blueberry hill ??
we will rebuild the farm.
?? when i found you ??
and now, at last, we shall be free.
?? the moon stood still ??
?? on... ??