Bambi: Butterfly! Thumper: No, that’s a flower. Bambi: Flower? Thumper: Uh-huh, it’s purty. Bambi: Purty. [Bambi starts smelling the flowers, and comes nose-to-nose with a little skunk.] Bambi: Flower! Flower: Me? Thumper: [laughing hysterically] That’s not a flower! He’s a little- Flower: Oh, that’s all right. He can call me a flower if he wants to; I don’t mind. Bambi: Purty. Purty flower! Thumper: [starts to giggle] Oh, gosh.