| (People chatter, goats bleat) Woman: The sheepskins are over in the shed over there. | |
| - (skylark sings, sheep bleat) - One, two, | |
| - I didn't bleat. | |
| - [Bleats] - [All bleat] May he never lose his country again. | |
| - [lambs bleat] - [Letty whimpers] | |
| (People chatter, goats bleat) Woman: The sheepskins are over in the shed over there. | |
| - (skylark sings, sheep bleat) - One, two, | |
| - I didn't bleat. | |
| - [Bleats] - [All bleat] May he never lose his country again. | |
| - [lambs bleat] - [Letty whimpers] | |
| "Eiffel Tower, o shepherdess, your flock of bridges bleats..." | |
| ( bleats ) "oh my God. | |
| (Goat bleats) | |
| (animal bleats) So how does a species figure something like that out? | |
| (bleats) He says he paid for that salad. | |
| "Eiffel Tower, o shepherdess, your flock of bridges bleats..." | |
| ( bleats ) "oh my God. | |
| (Goat bleats) | |
| (animal bleats) So how does a species figure something like that out? | |
| (bleats) He says he paid for that salad. | |
| Special forces weren't worried about regular soldiers hearing the goats because they'd been de-bleated. | |
| The little bird's bleated and died with all the shock. | |
| This young animal of an unblemished white was chosen from others because it bleated when a flock of birds crossed the sky at sunrise. | |
| Well, my little lamb has bleated his way back to me | |
| You believe the words of Marcellus, bleated from tongue with sword to neck? | |
| "Now's the moment to exploit.." "..the cowardice of these bleating sheep.." | |
| "We're like the lonely wildebeest bleating his plaintive poetry to the infinite herd" | |
| "and we can hear the bleating" "of the tender sheep" "who look like snowflakes" | |
| ( bleating ) | |
| (Lambs bleating) now, this is morton. | |
| Special forces weren't worried about regular soldiers hearing the goats because they'd been de-bleated. | |
| The little bird's bleated and died with all the shock. | |
| This young animal of an unblemished white was chosen from others because it bleated when a flock of birds crossed the sky at sunrise. | |
| Well, my little lamb has bleated his way back to me | |
| You believe the words of Marcellus, bleated from tongue with sword to neck? | |
| "Now's the moment to exploit.." "..the cowardice of these bleating sheep.." | |
| "We're like the lonely wildebeest bleating his plaintive poetry to the infinite herd" | |
| "and we can hear the bleating" "of the tender sheep" "who look like snowflakes" | |
| ( bleating ) | |
| (Lambs bleating) now, this is morton. | |
