Tales of Kelly's Garden

Hazel: Where are we going?
Fiver: Away, to the hills. We can’t stay in the garden any longer. The trolls have taken over. It is enough to sap all of our strength. And the lady in the cottage refuses to do anything. We have to fend for ourselves.
Hazel: Let’s move down through the meadow.
Fiver: Yes. It is the only thing to do. (The rabbits gather together all the clan and hop across the meadow. They find a new home in the garden of a chubby singer. She seems very nice and the sound of her songs soothes them as they begin to create a new warren. But some of the other rabbits are concerned. They wonder if they made the right choice).
Pipkin: [while all are digging in the rain] What's happening back home, I wonder? Think, when we lived in our own burrows? Dry, soft, warm bodies...
Dandelion: [to Hazel] Look, we can't go on like this.
Silver: It keeps getting worse and worse wherever we go. Where ARE we going?
Hazel: It won't be much longer, then we can all rest.
Silver: How MUCH longer?
Pipkin: We never should have left.
Blackberry: Suppose Fiver's all wrong?
Pipkin: We want to go back and find out.
Hazel: Go back? After all we've been through?
Bigwig: I don’t think we should go back. The lady in the Garden is never going to change. She just yells and refuses to do the right thing. It’s too nasty and mean. We are better off here. And just listen to the new lady sing.
Hazel: Yes she sings like an angel?
Fiver: Yes we can abide here for a while.