WOODRUFF: Ladies and gentlemen, our class valedictorian, Jack Charles Howell.
ERIC: Yo, Jack, go get ’em.
HOWELL: I got it, Eric. I’m cool… my speech. I don’t have very much time these days, so I’ll make it quick – like my life. You know, as we come to the end of this phase of our life, we find ourselves trying to remember the good times and trying to forget the bad times. And we find ourselves thinking about the future. We start to worry, thinking, “What am I gonna do? Where am I gonna be in ten years?”
But I say to you, “Hey, look at me.” Please, don’t worry so much, ’cause in the end none of us have very long on this earth. Life is fleeting. And if you’re ever distressed, cast your eyes to the summer sky, when the stars are strung across the velvety night. And when a shooting star streaks through the blackness turning night into day – make a wish; think of me. And make your life spectacular. I know I did.
I made it, Mom. I’m a grown-up.
Wylie Burp to Fievel"WYLIE BURP: Just remember, Fievel – one man’s sunset is another man’s dawn. I don’t know what’s out there beyond those hills. But if you ride yonder… head up, eyes steady, heart open… I think one day you’ll find that you’re the hero you’ve been looking for."
-- Wylie Burp