BFG: Then is stopping right here I is wishing to be called a fibster!
SOPHIE: Oh, no! I'm not calling you anything! I believe you. I do, really! Please go on!
NARRATOR 1: he BFG regarded her gravely with his huge eyes.
BEG: I hope you will forgive me if tell you that human beans is thinking they is very clever, but they is actually and squeakpips!
SOPHIE: (very offended) I beg your pardon
BFG: The matter with human beans is that they is absolutely refusing to believe in anything unless they actually seeing it right in front of their own schnozzles
NARRATOR 2: She had offended him, she could see that.
SOPETTE: Please forgive me and go on. Tell me how you catch the dreams
NARRATOR 1: The BFG gave her a long hard stare. Then he said.
NARRATOR 1: He reached out and picked up a pole. It was about thirty feet long, and there was a net on the end.
BFG: Here is the dream- catcher. Every morning, I is going out and snitching new dreams to put in my bottles.
NARRATOR 1: The BFG put down the pole. Then he picked Sophie off the table and stood her on the palm of one of his huge hands. He carried her towards the shelves.
BFG: These are some of the good dreams. The phizzwizards. "Every dream is having its special label on the bottle, so I can find it in a hurry.
SOPHIE: would you hold me closer so I can read them?
NARRATOR 2: Sophie started to read the labels.
SOPHIE:" I is inventing a car that runs on toothpaste.
"I is able to make the elektrik lies go on and off just by wishing it.
"I only an eight year- old little boy but l is growing splendid bushy beard and all the other boys is jalous."
"I has a pet bee that makes rock & roll musik when it flies.
" I is abel to jump out of any high window and flote down safely.
"I like that dream
BFG: Of course you like it It is a phizzwizard It's a ringbeller It's whoppsy! This will be giving some little tottler a very happy night when I is blowing it r Look in the jar carefully, and I think you will be seeing this dream
NARRATOR 2: Sophie peered into the Jar, and there, sure enough, she saw the faint translucent outline of something about the size of a hen's egg there was just n touch of color in it a pale sea - green, soft and shimmering and very beautiful There it lay, quite peaceful but puking gently, as though it were.