Oliver & Company subtitles

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Now it's always once upon a time

in New York City

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It's a big old, bad old, tough old town

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It's true

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But beginnings are contagious there

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They're always settin' stages there

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They're always

turnin' pages there for you

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Ain't it great the way

it all begins in New York City

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BOY: Let me have one. Please.

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Right away you're makin' time

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And makin' friends

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(MEOWING)

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No one cares where you were yesterday

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(MEOWS)

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If they pick you out you're on your way

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To a once upon a time

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That never ends

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So, Oliver, don't be shy

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Get out there and go and try

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Believin' that you're the guy

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They're dyin' to see

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'Cause a dream's no crime

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Not once upon a time

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(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

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Once upon a time in New York City
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If it's always once upon a time

in New York City

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(THUNDERCLAP)

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Why does nightfall find ya

feelin' so alone

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How could anyone stay starry-eyed

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When it's rainin' cats and dogs outside

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And the rain is saying

"Now you're on your own"

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(MEOWS)

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(WHIMPERS)

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(MEOWS)

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So, Oliver, don't be scared
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Though yesterday no one cared
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They're gettin' your place prepared
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Where you wanna be
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Keep your dream alive
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Dreamin' is still how the strong survive
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Once upon a time in New York City

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(GROWLING)

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-(GROWLING CONTINUES)

-(BARKING)

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Keep your dream alive
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Dreamin' is still how the strong survive
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Once upon a time in New York City

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(THUNDERCLAP)

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Keep your dream alive
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Dreamin' is still how the strong survive
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Once upon a time in New York City
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And it's always once upon a time
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In New York City
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MAN 1: Forty seconds.

MAN 2: All right. Here we go.

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(TRUCK ENGINE STARTS)

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-(CAR HORNS HONKING)

-(SIRENS WAILING)

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(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

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(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)

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You see the feet walkin'

down the street in the fast lane
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Walkin' on the street where they goin'
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Just makin' a move tryin' to survive
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Find a way or not to stay alive
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Cool cat in a cruel world knows

good from bad, his mind is in a swirl
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Got to look out and open your eyes
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If you're in a jam you got to realize
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-You're in the fast lane

-Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute

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-In the fast lane

-Wait, wait, wait

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-Hi. Sorry I'm late.

-That's all right.

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Come on, sweetheart. We're late.

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You can play with the kitty

some other time, honey. Come on.

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-(TIRES SCREECHING)

-(HORN HONKING)

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-MAN: (HUMMING) Hey, 'scusa me.

-(MEOWS)

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Don't ya see I'm pushin'

somethin' here? Thank you.

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(GASPS)

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(VENDOR SINGING IN ITALIAN)

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(CONTINUES SINGING)

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Hey, come on, folks! Step right up.

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-Get your hot dogs.

-(SNIFFING)

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The best hot dogs in New York.

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(SINGING)

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Hey, it's a beautiful day, eh?

Come on, folks.

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Step right up. (WHISTLING)

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(SNIFFING)

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Hey! Go on. Get outta here. Shoo!

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Get outta here. Go on, kitty.

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Get your sausages.

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All right, let's go, folks.

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Step right up.

I got the hottest dogs in the Big Apple!

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Hmm.

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Psst. Psst.

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(KISSING)

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Hiya.

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-(GASPS) Hmph!

-Ooh. La-de-da.

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VENDOR: Hey! Hey, get off of me!

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-What's the matter with you?

-Well, well.

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VENDOR: I said get outta here.

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DODGER:

Looks like Louie's got a visitor.

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Could be time for the Dodge to turn

this into a total "cat-astrophe."

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Get off me! Get outta here. Go on! Shoo!

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Ooh, you sure picked the wrong guy

to get hot dogs from, kid.

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-Get away from me!

-Whoa! Chill out, man.

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I don't eat cats. It's too much fur.

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I've been watching you,

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and I think you're in serious need

of some professional guidance.

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Now what do ya say we team up

and change old Louie's mind

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about sharing those hot dogs?

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I'm not goin' back there again.

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Hey. It'd be a snap, kid.

I'm an expert at these things.

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All you gotta do is learn some moves.

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-Moves?

-You know. Tempo.

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Ooo-cha-ba. A rhythm.

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This city's got a beat.

You gotta hook into it.

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And once you got the beat,
you can do anything.

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-Loan?

-"Absitively posolutely."

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The man you see before you

is affectionately known as "Old Louie."

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A well-known enemy

of the four-legged world.

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Our mission, cat, is to liberate

those all-beef kosher franks

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and hightail it outta here.

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-Startin' to feel that rhythm?

-Well, uh...

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Yeah! Yeah!

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I do feel it! When are we gonna get

those hot dogs?

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Right now.

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-(BARKING)

-(YELPING)

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Hey! Dog.

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(GASPS) Hey! Get outta here! Hey!

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(GIGGLING)

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Hey! Hey. Get outta there!

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-(OLIVER SCREECHING)

-(SCREAMING)

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I'll get you! (GROANS)

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Kitty!

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-(DODGER HUMMING)

-(GASPS)

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Hey, you really got that rhythm, kid.

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Uh... Yeah?

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We were good, huh?

So when are we gonna eat?

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-We?

-Yeah. I'm starvin'.

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Listen, kid. I hate to break it to ya,

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but the dynamic duo

is now the dynamic uno.

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What do ya mean?

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What I mean is,

our partnership is herewith dissolved.

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But, wait! Wait. You're not being fair!

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Fairs are for tourists, kid. Consider it

a free lesson in street savoir faire

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from New York's coolest quadruped.

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Check ya later.

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Hey, wait! I helped you get those!

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Half of those are mine!

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Ya want 'em? Come and get 'em.

(HOWLS)

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Uh-huh

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But I'm warnin' ya, kid.

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(SINGING)

One minute, I'm in Central Park

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Then I'm down on Delancey Street

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What the... Hey!

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Say, from the Bowery

to St. Mark's
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There's a syncopated beat
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Like I said

Woo-hoo
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Woo-hoo-oo
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I'm street wise
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I can improvise
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Said ooo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
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I'm street smart
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I've got New York City heart
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Why should I worry
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Why should I care
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I may not have a dime
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But I got street savoir faire
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Why should I worry
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Why should I care
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It's just be-bopulation
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I got street savoir faire
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Mmm-hmm
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The rhythm of the city
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Boy, once you get it down
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Then you can own this town
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You can wear the crown
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Why should I worry
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Tell me why should I care
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Say, I may not have a dime
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Oh, but I got street savoir faire
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Why should I worry
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Why should I care
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It's just doo-wopulation
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And I got street savoir faire
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Everything goes, everything fits
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They love me at the Chelsea

They adore me at the Ritz
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Why should I worry
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Why should I care Yeah
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And even when I cross that line
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I got street savoir faire
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Woo-hoo
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Said ooo-ooo woo-hoo-oo

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-Whoa!

-(DOGS BARKING)

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Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-oo

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-(BLUBBERING)

-(SCREAMS)

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Woo-ooo woo-hoo-oo

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Woo-hoo woo-ooo-oo

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Come on. Where you goin'? No! No!

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Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
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Woo-hoo-woo-ooo-oo
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(HORNS HONKING)
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(HOWLING)
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Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo
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Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo

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(HOWLING)

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Woo-hoo-woo-hoo-oo

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Woo-hoo woo-hoo-oo

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(CAWING)

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(SALSA MUSIC PLAYING)

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(MUSIC CONTINUES)

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(MAN SCATTING)

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(SNORING)

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Huh?

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Tito! Stop that racket!

I'm trying to watch this show.

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There would have been a time

for such a word.
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Oh, tomorrow, tomorrow

and tomorrow creeps...

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(MOUTHING WORDS)
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In this petty pace from day to day

and all our yesterdays
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have lighted fools

the way to dusty death.

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Hey, Frankie, whatcha watchin'?

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Hey, does he get the girl?

I mean, what happens?

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Shut up, you little rodent.

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Hey, man, this stuff is boring, man.

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Come on, let's watch some boxing.

I wanna see some action.

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(LAUGHING) Hey, Frankie. Que' peso'?

You're getting slow, man.

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-(LAUGHS)

-My name is Francis.

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Francis. Not Frank.

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Not Frankie. Francis.

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No kidding, man? Hey, so what did

you bring in today, "Frahn-cees"?

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It's none of your business,

you intrusive little pipsqueak.

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Look what I got.

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Oh, good show, Einstein.

Now all we need is the court and the net.
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You think this place is big enough?
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Hey, come on. What we need is

some good quality stuff, man.
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-Check it out.

-Oh, shredded leather.

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Shredded what? What you talkin' about,

man? That's a primo wallet, man.

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-Rubbish, you mean.

-All right, that does it, Frankie, man!

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You insulted my pride!

That means death!

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-FRANCIS: Behold. The runt of the litter.

-Cut it out, you two.
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-Frankie! Frankie!

-Arf!
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Fagin's not gonna be too happy
about this.
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So, Francis, you got the food, right?
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-Well, no. I...

-Ooh, Frankie.

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Frankie.

It was your turn to get the food today.

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-It's newspaper burritos again!

-DODGER: Hey.

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Whoa. Whoa. Cool it, Dodger fans.

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I'd like to introduce you to...

Your dinner.

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-Hot dogs à la Dodger.

-Hot dogs! All right, Dodger man!

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FRANCIS: You remain

our preeminent benefactor.

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EINSTEIN: Yeah. And you're okay, too.

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RITA: So how'd you do it

this time, Dodgie baby?
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Let me tell you, Rita. It was tough.

Only I could have done it.
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Did you have to fight, man?

Did you fight? How many were there?
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Picture the city.
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Eighth and Broadway.

The crowds hustling.
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The traffic roaring.

The hot dogs are sizzling.
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I love a story with food in it.
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Enter Dodger, one bad puppy.
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Not just out for himself,
but community minded.
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But he's not the only one out there.
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-Enter the opposition.

-(SIGHS)

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-A greedy, ugly, psychotic monster...

-(GULPS)
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With razor-sharp claws, dripping fangs,
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and nine lives, all of them hungry.
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He comes at me, eyes burning.

I knew my time had come.
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-Suddenly...

-(SCREECHES)

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Gang war! Gang war!
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Watch out! Here comes a gang war!

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-Help!

-FRANCIS: Take cover!

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(GRUNTING)
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Well, what is it?
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Hey, man, check it out.
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(SNIFFING) Ay, it's a alien!
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Cool it, guys. It's just a cat.
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-Mi madre, un gato!

-Felis domesticus!

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Now, how'd you find this place, cat?

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(STAMMERS) I followed this dog.

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He's lying! He's lying!

He's lying! He's lying!

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Shut up, Tito!

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-Why would a cat follow a dog?

-Yeah?

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I... I just wanted some of the sausages

I helped him get.

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He's a spy, man! Come on,

let's eat him. You're dead meat, kitty.

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I... I saw him come down.

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Hey! That's...

Hey, that's him! Over there.

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-Hmm?

-Hey, kitty. What took you so long?

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-RITA: Relax, kid.

-(DOGS LAUGHING)

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Dodger, razor-sharp claws?

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-Dripping fangs?

-I kind of like those burning eyes.

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Hey, keep it down, guys.

The game's on.

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Oh, boy, Dodger.

Top dog has to get help from a cat.

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(GIGGLING)

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Hey, Tito, cool it, man.

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Come on. Let's see this big,

bad kitty fight in action.

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Hey, Tito, look!

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(SHOUTS)

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Oh, boy! Dog pile!

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-(GRUNTING)

-Oh, what a bunch of overgrown... Oof!

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All right. That's it.

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(FIGHTING CONTINUES)

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-(BARKING)

-(YELPING)

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All right, all right, knock it off! Enough!

What's the matter with you guys?

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Don't you understand?

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Sykes will be here any minute.

(WHIMPERS) And I don't have...

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-No, no, no, no, no!

-(BARKING)

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(LAUGHING)

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No, no. Stop it.

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No. No. No licking.

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(CHUCKLING)

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What a joke! All right, settle down.

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-(HORN HONKING)

-Sykes!

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All right, all right. I'm coming.
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(WHIMPERING) I'll be right there.
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You guys, listen. Don't let me down.
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What do you got?

Let's see what you got.
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(GASPS) It's worthless!

What have you done?
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Oh, how are we ever going

to pay Sykes off with a pussycat?
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-(POUNDING)

-(FEROCIOUS GROWLING)
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Oh. (NERVOUS CHUCKLING)

Look who's here, kids.
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Company. Nice doggies.
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I was just on my way out.
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(BOTH LAUGHING)
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ROSCOE: You guys miss us?

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Mr. Sykes. I, uh... (STAMMERING)
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He's gonna kill me.
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(CHUCKLES) Hello. Oh, lovely evening.
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I was just saying this to your two lovely

purebred Dobermans.
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The money, Fagin.
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Actually, I've got something

much better than money.
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Some luxury items that should make

a considerable dent in my debt to you.
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Oh, my!

You waxed your car, didn't you?
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Did they use the buffer on it,

because I can see myself.
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Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy.
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I don't want your garbage, Fagin!
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Oh, please, Sykes.

Oh, please. Oh, please.
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SYKES: I don't think you grasp
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the severity of the situation.
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Oh, no! Oh, no, I did grasp it.
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This is how I grasp. Look. (SCREAMS)
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(STAMMERING)
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Accident.
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Accident! Ooh-hoo-hoo!
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-Mr- Fagin!

-Sorry.

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Now, I lent you money and I don't see it.
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Do you know what happens when

I don't see my money, Fagin?
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-(WHEEZING)

-People get hurt.
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-People like you get hurt.

-(GASPS)
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-Do I make myself clear?

-(COUGHS)
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(SQUEAKING) Clear! Perfectly clear!
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Ya know, Rita, I can't figure out,
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why you'd rather
hang around a dump like this,
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when you could be living uptown

with a class act like myself.
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Isn't it rather dangerous to use one's

entire vocabulary in a single sentence?
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(LAUGHING) Hey, Frankie, get down,

brother. You bad, man.
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Hey, you got something to say
to me, fat boy?
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(STAMMERING)
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Come on, you guys don't scare me.

I'll kill you both.
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Come on, let me at 'em! (GROWLING)

I'll kill 'em! I'll kill 'em!
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(ROSCOE CHUCKLES)

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Go ahead. Let him go.
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Why don't you pick on someone
your own size?
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-Like you, old man?

-DODGER: Hey, Roscoe.
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Roscoe, is this us
losing our sense of humor?
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Nah. I ain't lost my sense of humor.
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(CRASH)
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See? I find that funny. (CHUCKLES)
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Oh, please.
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(CRYING) Please. Oh, please!
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Three sunrises. Three sunsets.
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Three days, Fagin.
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Three sunrises. Three sunsets.
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Three days. Three, three, three.

That's nine.
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-Nine?

-No, Fagin.
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-Three.

-Three!
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Oh, you mean, just three days?
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Oh, my goodness! (SOBBING)
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Oh, I'm having a bad day!
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-(HORN BLARING)

-(GASPS)
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(WATER SPLASHING)
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Hey, hey, Roscoe. Look what I found.
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Forget it, Desoto. We gotta go.
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I like cats. I like to eat 'em.
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(YELPING)
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(GROWLS)
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(BOTH GROWLING)
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Get out of my way, Dodger.
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That's enough, Roscoe.
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(HORN HONKING)
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RITA: Run along, Roscoe.
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Your master's calling.
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-(GROWLING)

-(HONKING)
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Come on, DeSoto.
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We ain't finished, Dodger.

You guys are gonna pay for this,
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starting with that cat.
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Oh, yeah? You guys don't scare me!

Come on and say it to my face!
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Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on!
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Yeah, those creeps'll think twice

before hassling us, man. (CHUCKLES)
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All right, kid. What'd I tell you guys?
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Ol' Dodge can really pick 'em, huh?
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(DOOR CLOSING)
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Ooh, three days.
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(WHIMPERING)
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(SIGHS)
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How am I ever gonna come up

with all that money? (CRYING)
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What's the use? I'll never get out

from under that maniac.
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(SIGHS) My days are numbered
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and the number is three.
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It's hopeless.

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Thanks, guys.

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(LAUGHING) That reminds me.
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I saw DeSoto's nose. Who did that?

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You? You.

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-(LAUGHING) That took a lot of guts.

-(PURRING)

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We've never had a cat
in the gang before.

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We can use all the help we can get.

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(GROANING)
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-(CRACKING NECK)

-Ahhh. All right. Time for bed.
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We've got a big day tomorrow.

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-(WHINING)

-Aww, no.
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(CHUCKLES) Oh, all right.

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But just one chapter tonight.

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Um, let's see. (MUTTERING)

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Here we are. Here we are. Chapter 7.

(CLEARS THROAT)

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"Sparky stopped

and he rolled in a field of wildflowers.

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"The dandelions tickled his nose,

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-"till he laughed out loud.

-(HEAVY PANTING)
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"And then something caught his eye.

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"It was Bumper the rabbit.
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"Sparky jumped to his feet,
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"and ran toward Bumper

barking loudly."
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(WEAKLY) Woof. Woof.

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Well, you try it sometime.
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(CLEARS THROAT) Ruff! R-Ruff!
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Well, that's because you're a dog.
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"Sparky knew that Bumper would run
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"and that he could chase him
over the field.
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"But Sparky would never
catch him or hurt him
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"because Sparky was not

that kind of a dog."
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(SNORING)
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(PURRING)
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(HORN HONKING WEAKLY)

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This is the big one.

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-We've got two days to do or die.

-(HONKING)

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Dodger, you keep an eye

on the new kid. Show him the ropes.
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I don't wanna put any
undue pressure on you,
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but, as you march off to do your duty,

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-I want you to keep one thing in mind.

-(CRASH)
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Dead men do not buy dog food!

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So, big smiles and get out there,

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and fetch!
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-(ENGINE STARTS)

-(ALL COUGHING)
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All right. If Mr. Sykes don't see

some cold, hard cash soon,
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we are Doberman chow.
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Come on.
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We'll start on Columbus Avenue.
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-What kind of work do we do, anyway?

-Investment banking, man.
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(GRUNTS) Didn't you read about us

in the Wall Street Journal?
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-Really?

-Yes. Captains of industry.
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Gosh! Can I be one too?
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Hey, when you got your pals,

you got all ya need.
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Okay, Dodge.

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We gotta clean you up, child,

and give you some on-the-job training.

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(SINGING)

Ooo, yeah, now listen up
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You got a lot to learn</i>
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And if you don't learn you don't eat

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(YELPS)
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But if you're tough

and always use your head
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You'll feel right at home on the street
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When you got talent
Everything is free
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Watch how we do things
Ooo, I guarantee
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You're gonna see how the best survive
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We make an art out of staying alive
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If you do just as you're told
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These are streets of gold
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Every boulevard is a miracle mile
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You'll take the town

and you'll take it with style

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(GROWLING)

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(GROWLING)

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If you play it brave and bold

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(YELPING)

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These are streets of gold

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-(YAPPING)

-(LAUGHING)

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-(ALL GRUNTING)

-Hello? What have we here?

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-TITO: All right! A chauffeur shuffle!

-Listen up.

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Einstein, gimme a fender bender
at two lights.
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Tito. You're in charge of electronics.

Rita and I'll work the crowd. Francis...
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I know. My public awaits.
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Hey, but what about me? What do I do?
_________________________________

DODGER: You help Tito.

_________________________________
All right! Come on, gato.

Uncle Tito will show you how it's done.

_________________________________

Ready? Go!
_________________________________

JENNY: Winston, listen to this.
_________________________________

"After a little sightseeing,

we left Paris by car
_________________________________

"for the con, confer..."
_________________________________

-Conference, Jennifer.

-Oh, yes. Conference.
_________________________________

"In Rome on Wednesday.
_________________________________

"Jenny, I'm afraid your father

and I won't be able to make it..."
_________________________________

Is there anything wrong, Jenny?
_________________________________

Are your parents all right?
_________________________________

-They're staying longer.

-Oh, don't worry.
_________________________________

I'm sure they'll be home
for your birthday.
_________________________________

No. (SIGHS)
_________________________________

-(HORN HONKING)

-(BANGING)
_________________________________

-What was that?

-I... I don't know.

_________________________________
-But... But now, don't be alarmed.

-(HORN HONKS)
_________________________________

- I'll be right back.

-Run, Sparky. Go find Bumper.
_________________________________

(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________

(MOANING)
_________________________________

WINSTON: Why me? Today of all days.
_________________________________

Hey, check it out, man. Beep, beep.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Hey, forget Fagin, man.

Let's take this baby to Atlantic City.
_________________________________

What have I done? Poor thing.
_________________________________

WOMAN: You oughta be

ashamed of yourself!
_________________________________

WINSTON: I'm sure he's just fine.
_________________________________

WOMAN: Harming that poor...
_________________________________

WINSTON:

Probably just a little stunned.
_________________________________

Run along, little fellow.

Go on, now. Shoo.
_________________________________

(MOANING)
_________________________________

-Hey, Tito. What can I do?

-Well, uh...
_________________________________

Why don't you be a lookout, man?

Yeah, that's it. Be a lookout.
_________________________________

Okay. What is a lookout?
_________________________________

Ay! Look, just look out the window.
_________________________________

Make sure it's still daylight, okay?
_________________________________

-(TITO GRUNTING)

-(WINDOW SLIDING DOWN)
_________________________________

Hey. Hey, Tito.

Tito, there's somethin' back there.

_________________________________
Hey, stop hasslin' me, man.

I only got one more wire, okay?

_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________

But... But...
_________________________________

-(CAR STARTS)

-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________

What's goin' on here?
_________________________________

Let's get outta here!

_________________________________

Oh, you poor kitty.

Here. Let me help you.
_________________________________

(PANTING) Jenny, are you all right?
_________________________________

Where's the kid?
_________________________________

(COUGHING)

He must still be in the car, man.
_________________________________

RITA: Oh, that poor little kid.
_________________________________

You were supposed
to keep an eye on him, Tito!
_________________________________

(COUGHING) Yeah.
_________________________________

Well, it's hard to watch anything

when you're getting barbecued, man.
_________________________________

What are we gonna do, Dodge?
_________________________________

Tito, come with me.
_________________________________

The rest of you, get back to Fagin.
_________________________________

Now, really, Jenny. We can't

just take in a stray off the street.
_________________________________

But look at the poor thing.
_________________________________

-Winston, he's half starved.

-(GRUNTING)
_________________________________

Ah. I know you're growing attached

to the little fellow,
_________________________________

but do try to understand.
_________________________________

Your parents left me responsible for you.
_________________________________

They won't mind. Really.
_________________________________

Don't worry, kitty. I'll take care of you.
_________________________________

Georgette is not going to like this.

_________________________________

Rise and shine, Georgette.

Your public awaits.

_________________________________

(YAWNING)

_________________________________

(GASPS)

_________________________________

 (SINGING) Girl, we've got work to do
_________________________________

Pass me the paint
_________________________________

And glue
_________________________________

Perfect isn't easy
_________________________________

But it's me
_________________________________

When one knows the world is watching
_________________________________

One does what one must
_________________________________

Some minor adjustments, darling
_________________________________

Not for my vanity but for humanity
_________________________________

Each little step a pose
_________________________________

See how the breeding shows

Ooh!
_________________________________

Sometimes it's too much for even me
_________________________________

But when all the world says yes
_________________________________

Then who am I to say no
_________________________________

Don't ask a mutt to strut like a showgirl
_________________________________

No, girl, ya need a pro

_________________________________

(TWITTERING)

_________________________________

Not a flea or a flaw
_________________________________

Take a peek at that paw
_________________________________

La-de-da-da
_________________________________

Perfection becomes me

N' est-ce pas'?
_________________________________

Unrivaled, unruffled
_________________________________

I'm beauty unleashed, yeah
_________________________________

Jaws drop, hearts stop
_________________________________

So classic and classy

We're not talkin' Lassie
_________________________________

Aaa
_________________________________

Aaa Ooo
_________________________________

Ooo

_________________________________

(HOWLING)

_________________________________

(GEORGETTE BARKING)

_________________________________

Though many covet my bone and bowl
_________________________________

They're barkin' up the wrong tree
_________________________________

You pretty pups all over the city
_________________________________

I have your hearts and you have my pity
_________________________________

Pretty is nice but still it's just pretty
_________________________________

Perfect, my dears
_________________________________

Is me

_________________________________

Ooo!

_________________________________

JENNY: Wait till you taste this.

_________________________________
It's a secret recipe I just invented.

_________________________________
-(DISHES CLATTERING)

-(BELL RINGS)
_________________________________

What on earth...
_________________________________

My goodness! Jenny!
_________________________________

Don't you think a tin of kitty chow

would have sufficed?
_________________________________

Nonsense. He'll love this.
_________________________________

Now, young lady.
_________________________________

I really think we should've waited

until your parents...
_________________________________

(CRACKING)
_________________________________

Ugh!
_________________________________

-(PHONE RINGING)

-Oh, bother!
_________________________________

And for ze kitty, the house specialty.
_________________________________

-(PHONE RINGING)

-Oeufs à la Jenny avec Cocoa Krispies.

_________________________________
Mmm.
_________________________________

-WINSTON: Jenny, it's your parents!

-Yeah! Wait till I tell 'em!
_________________________________

Oh, yes, sir. I do assure you

everything is absolutely hunky...
_________________________________

Georgette, I wouldn't go in there
if I were you.
_________________________________

-Uh, everything's fine here.

-They're gonna be so excited.
_________________________________

Here she is now.
_________________________________

(GASPS)
_________________________________

A cat!
_________________________________

What is the meaning of this? (BARKING)
_________________________________

Winston! (BARKING)
_________________________________

(SEETHING)

I guess I'll have to handle this myself.
_________________________________

-Hello.

-Hello.
_________________________________

I, um, hope you won't think me rude,
_________________________________

but do you happen to know
_________________________________

out of whose bowl you're eating?
_________________________________

-Yours?

-Ooh!
_________________________________

Aren't you a clever kitty?
_________________________________

And do you have any idea
whose home this is?
_________________________________

I thought it was Jenny's.
_________________________________

Well, it may be Jenny's house,
_________________________________

but everything from the
doorknobs down is mine!
_________________________________

Oh, Georgette. I see you've met Oliver.

Isn't he cute?
_________________________________

I've got great news. Mom and Dad

just said I could keep him.
_________________________________

I'm sure you two are gonna be

the best of friends.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________

MAN ON TV: Now for $200...

_________________________________
-Where's the kid?

-We tailed him all the way up the park.
_________________________________

-(PANTING) We never had a chance.

-You should see this place.
_________________________________

There's gotta be maybe
200 people livin' there.
_________________________________

We can't let the kid take the heat for us.
_________________________________

Yeah, man. If we don't get him,

they're gonna torture that kid.
_________________________________

What in heaven's name
are we waiting for?
_________________________________

But what about Fagin?
_________________________________

Alas, our beleaguered benefactor,
_________________________________

bearing the brunt of our futile endeavors.
_________________________________

Gimme a break.

Speak English, Frankie.
_________________________________

Francis. Francis. Francis!
_________________________________

All right, cool it!
_________________________________

Now we got work to do.
_________________________________

First, we'll spring the kid.

_________________________________
Then we'll take care of the old man.

All right?

_________________________________
Yeah! That's right, man!

He's family. He's blood.

_________________________________
Hear, hear!
_________________________________

Okay, troops.

Our mission begins at daybreak.
_________________________________

Einstein, go up to the door.

Francis, you're our...

_________________________________
(GIGGLES)

_________________________________

WINSTON: Oh, Jennifer.

I don't hear any practicing!

_________________________________

All right, Winston.

I gotta practice now, kitty.

_________________________________

(PLAYING SCALES)

_________________________________

-(DISCORDANT NOTE)

-Oh, you wanna practice too.

_________________________________

(SINGING) You and me together
_________________________________

Will be forever
_________________________________

You'll see
_________________________________

We two can be good company
_________________________________

You and me
_________________________________

Yes, together we two
_________________________________

Hmph!

_________________________________

Together that's you
_________________________________

Forever with me
_________________________________

We'll always be good company
_________________________________

You and me
_________________________________

Yes, together we'll be

_________________________________
(BIRDS TWITTERING)

_________________________________

You and me together
_________________________________

Will be forever
_________________________________

You'll see
_________________________________

We'll always be good company
_________________________________

You and me
_________________________________

Just wait and see

_________________________________

Good night, Oliver.

_________________________________

(HORN HONKS)

_________________________________
Bye, Winston. Good-bye, Oliver.
_________________________________

GIRL: Hi, Jenny. Sit over here.
_________________________________

All right, listen up. We checked it out.

All we gotta do is...
_________________________________

(POUNDING)
_________________________________

Oh, man! He's dead meat now!
_________________________________

I'll handle that ruffian.
_________________________________

Body slam! Body slam!

Oh, come on, you fool!
_________________________________

-(DOORBELL RINGS)

-Hit him! Hit him! Oh, bother.
_________________________________

Einy. Get outta there!
_________________________________

Huh?
_________________________________

Yes? Who is it?
_________________________________

(MOANING)
_________________________________

Oh, my...

_________________________________
You!
_________________________________

(GRUNTS) I'll show you, you, you...
_________________________________

Come back here!
_________________________________

-(DOOR CLOSES)

-What...
_________________________________

(DOOR OPENS)
_________________________________

Miralo this place. Check it out.
_________________________________

(GASPS) Chagall. Matisse.
_________________________________

These are all masterpieces.
_________________________________

Huh, this place looks pretty nice.

I mean, how bad off could it be here?
_________________________________

(SNIFFING) Hey, man, if this is torture,

chain me to the wall.
_________________________________

-DODGER: Tito!

-(DOOR RATTLING)
_________________________________

We're here for the kid, remember?

Now let's get him and go.
_________________________________

(ALL SNIFFING)
_________________________________

"I love you, Oliver. Play with Georgette."
_________________________________

I'd like to play with him, all right!

The little fur ball!
_________________________________

Ooh. (SCREAMS)
_________________________________

Who are you?

What do you want? Winston!
_________________________________

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down.
_________________________________

(CRASH)
_________________________________

(GRUNTING) Ooh!
_________________________________

(PANS RATTLING)
_________________________________

Don't come any closer!

I knew this would happen one day.

_________________________________
You're barkin' up the wrong tree.

It's not you I'm after.
_________________________________

It's not? It's not!
_________________________________

Well, why not?
_________________________________

What's the problem, Spot?

Not good enough for you?
_________________________________

I mean, do you even know who I am?
_________________________________

Fifty-six blue ribbons.
_________________________________

Fourteen regional trophies!
_________________________________

Six-time national champion!
_________________________________

Ooh, and we're all very impressed.

Right, guys?
_________________________________

Very impressed. (PANTING)
_________________________________

-Oh!

-(KISSING)

_________________________________

Allow me to introduce myself. I am

Ignacio Alonzo Julio Frederico de Tito.

_________________________________
Get away from me,

you little bug-eyed creep!
_________________________________

Winston!
_________________________________

(SIGHS)
_________________________________

-Excuse me, uh, sister. Who's Rex?

-None of your business!
_________________________________

And you, tubby, off the bed!
_________________________________

-(SNIFFING)

-Get away from there, you...

_________________________________

-(SNEEZES)

-All right! That does it!
_________________________________

You yo-yos clear out and I mean now!
_________________________________

Winston! (BARKING)
_________________________________

Relax, champ.

We'll leave as soon as we get our cat.
_________________________________

If you think I'm intimidated by a bunch

of flea-bitten, dog-pound rejects...
_________________________________

Your cat? (GIGGLES)
_________________________________

How stupid of me. You must be

the friends he keeps talking about.
_________________________________

-Yes.

-WINSTON: Georgette.
_________________________________

Something's not quite right here.
_________________________________

Shh. Quick. Before he comes back.

Follow me.
_________________________________

Look at him, Dodger.

Honey, let's just forget the whole thing.
_________________________________

No, no, you can't do that!

You don't understand.
_________________________________

-The poor dear's so traumatized.

-WINSTON: Georgette.
_________________________________

-Huh? What?

-WINSTON: What is going on here?

_________________________________
Now get going. Hurry.

Use the fire escape.
_________________________________

-(MUFFLED SHOUTS)

-(FRANCIS GRUNTING)
_________________________________

Hey, there's no time for long good-byes,
_________________________________

but here's something
to remember me by, baby.
_________________________________

-(KISSING)

-(SMACKING)
_________________________________

(TITO YELPS, GROANING)
_________________________________

Ooh, I think she likes me, man.
_________________________________

(SINGING)

Ooh, I could've danced all night

_________________________________
I could've danced all night

_________________________________
FRANCIS: You were very good.

OLIVER: What?
_________________________________

-FRANCIS: Nice job, Dodger.

-Hey, wait. What's goin' on, you guys?
_________________________________

-Just the rescue of the century.

-Rescue?
_________________________________

Shoulda seen Frankie handle that butler.
_________________________________

-(HOWLING)

-I was rather good, wasn't I?
_________________________________

And how about Tito

and Miss Six-time National Champion?
_________________________________

(STAMMERING) Hey, hey, but, wait.

I don't understand you guys.
_________________________________

-You okay, kid?

-Yeah, I'm fine.
_________________________________

Hey, sure he is!

He's back with his Uncle Tito.
_________________________________

I was happy there.

Why did you guys take me away?
_________________________________

We rescued you, kitty.

We... We brought you home.
_________________________________

But, well, I have another home now.
_________________________________

And someone who loves me.
_________________________________

What do you mean, kid?

You're in the gang.
_________________________________

-But, but...

-The gang means family.
_________________________________

We risked a lot to get you outta there.
_________________________________

Look, I'm sorry,
but all I ever wanted was...
_________________________________

What? This place is not good enough

for you anymore?
_________________________________

Don't wanna mix with the riffraff?
_________________________________

No, no. I like you. I mean, I like...

I like every one of you, but...
_________________________________

But there was a little girl.

I just wanna go back.
_________________________________

(SIGHS)

We never should've took him, Dodger.
_________________________________

But, Dodger, please...
_________________________________

You wanna leave?

Fine! There's the door.
_________________________________

-But he just got here.

-Go on. No one's stoppin' ya.
_________________________________

Hey, uh, Dodger, man, uh, lighten up.
_________________________________

You lighten up!

If he doesn't like it, let him go.
_________________________________

(NAME TAG RATTLING)
_________________________________

FAGIN: Oh, it's hopeless.
_________________________________

(FAGIN MOANS)
_________________________________

(YAWNS)
_________________________________

(WHIMPERING)
_________________________________

-(RATTLING)

-What's this?
_________________________________

So that's where you've been!
_________________________________

Looks like you're doing

all right for yourself, Oliver.
_________________________________

Your owner probably
spends more money on catnip
_________________________________

than we do on food in a month.
_________________________________

He's probably worried sick about you.
_________________________________

All alone in that big house

with only his money to comfort him.
_________________________________

Only his millions and millions
of dollars to...
_________________________________

(GIGGLING)
_________________________________

That's it! We're saved! (LAUGHING)
_________________________________

Oh-ho-ho. What a plan! Ah, yes!
_________________________________

Uh, paper! Paper! Whoo, it's so great.
_________________________________

(LAUGHING)

_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________

Dear Mr. Rich... Ah!
_________________________________

Mr. Very Rich. (CHORTLING)
_________________________________

-CHILDREN: Bye, Jenny!

-Oliver!
_________________________________

Oliver? Oliver!
_________________________________

WOMAN ON TV: Feel it.

That's it. Very good.

_________________________________
Oliver!

_________________________________
Oliver!
_________________________________

Two, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Oh, you love it!

_________________________________
Oliver, I'm home.
_________________________________

That's funny.
_________________________________

Georgette, help me find Oliver.
_________________________________

Oliver! Oliver!
_________________________________

Oh, where could he be?
_________________________________

Oliver?
_________________________________

He's not here.
_________________________________

Where is he?

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.

_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________

"Dear Mr. Very Rich

Cat-owner Person."
_________________________________

(HUMMING)
_________________________________

Whoops.
_________________________________

"And if you don't bring the money,
_________________________________

"you'll never see your cat again."
_________________________________

Oh, no.
_________________________________

Georgette, something terrible
has happened.
_________________________________

-They've kidnapped Oliver.

-(SNICKERING)
_________________________________

Oh, Georgette, you loved him too.
_________________________________

Don't worry.

We're going to get him back.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________

(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________

FAGIN: This is an airtight plan, Sykes.

Sweet and simple.

_________________________________
I ransom the kitty,

and you get paid in full tomorrow.
_________________________________

I'll even toss in a little extra

for your patience. (GUFFAWING)
_________________________________

Whaddya say? It's my final offer.

Take it or leave it.
_________________________________

(BUZZING)
_________________________________

SYKES: Yeah, who is it?

_________________________________
-Oh...

-(CAMERA WHIRRING)
_________________________________

Fagin, it's you. Why didn't you say so?
_________________________________

(NERVOUS CHUCKLING)

Oh! Good question.

_________________________________
But listen, if you're busy,

we can drop by some other time.

_________________________________
Don't be silly. Just push the door.

_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________

(GRUNTING)
_________________________________

I said, push!

_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________

What do you mean?

You start with the knuckles.
_________________________________

Ahh, Fagin. Do come in.

I'll be right with you.
_________________________________

-(DOOR SQUEAKS)

-Yeah.
_________________________________

No, you don't kill him yet.
_________________________________

Huh? Yeah.
_________________________________

And then, what's the last thing you do?

You put on the cement shoes.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________

-Yeah. Yeah, yeah, that's right.

-(CLINKING)
_________________________________

Come on. Hey, don't worry about it.
_________________________________

-(SLAMS)

-(DINGS)
_________________________________

So, Fagin.
_________________________________

Did we bring something green

and wrinkly to make me happy?
_________________________________

Sykes, I've got an airtight kitty...

Plan... Plan!
_________________________________

It's sweet and simple, the plan.
_________________________________

-Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.

-Let's just take this from the top.
_________________________________

(DOGS GROWLING)
_________________________________

What am I gonna do with you, Fagin?
_________________________________

-I've got this kitty, you see...

-Fagin.
_________________________________

(STAMMERING)
_________________________________

You don't got the money.
_________________________________

(SNAPS)
_________________________________

-Oh, no! Oh, no!

-(SNARLING)
_________________________________

Oh, no, no, no! Stop!

Please, Sykes, please!
_________________________________

(DOGS GROWLING)
_________________________________

Sykes, I'm getting your money tonight!

It's coming tonight!
_________________________________

Please. It's from a rich cat... No, I mean,

a cat from a rich family's paying... Ow!
_________________________________

They're coming tonight with the money

I owe you, uh, to get the cat back!
_________________________________

-(SNAPS)

-(WHIMPERS)
_________________________________

(SYKES GRUNTS)
_________________________________

Hey, I think there's hope for you yet.
_________________________________

Oh-ho! I'm proud of ya, Fagin.
_________________________________

Yeah, you're startin' to think big.
_________________________________

You've got 12 hours.
_________________________________

-And, Fagin?

-(LIGHTER CLICKING)
_________________________________

This is your last chance.
_________________________________

(CLICKS)

_________________________________

Turn left, right

when you get to the big propeller.

_________________________________

Oh, Georgette, I can't read this.

_________________________________

No, that... No, that's not right. It's left.

_________________________________

-Oh, Georgette, where are we?

-(WHEEZING)
_________________________________

-(INSECT BUZZING)

-I think we're lost.
_________________________________

(YELPING)
_________________________________

Stick close, Georgette.

It's creepy down here.
_________________________________

(FOGHORN BLOWING)
_________________________________

-He's late. I drew a perfectly good map.

-(WATCHES TICKING)
_________________________________

Well, there was a few smudges
on it, okay.
_________________________________

I went outside the line with

the green crayon, but not that much.
_________________________________

-Oh, Dodge.

-FAGIN: A child could read that map.

_________________________________
Hey, Rita, they never laid a paw on me.
_________________________________

Ooh, wait. What if he comes

and he's huge and mean?
_________________________________

-Excuse me, sir.

-(YELPING) It's the FBI!
_________________________________

I didn't do it! I didn't do it! I was framed!
_________________________________

Oh-ho-ho! Whaa... (GROANS)
_________________________________

(WHEEZING)
_________________________________

Listen, little girl,

this is a tough neighborhood.
_________________________________

-You'd better go home.

-(KISSING SOUNDS)
_________________________________

-Ugh!

-I can't.
_________________________________

-I'm lost.

-FAGIN: Aw, gee.
_________________________________

Lost. Well.
_________________________________

I'd help you,
but I'm kind of busy right now.
_________________________________

What're you doin' down here anyway?
_________________________________

I came to find my kitty.
_________________________________

-Your kitty?

-Somebody stole him.
_________________________________

But... But, uh, are you sure?
_________________________________

(STAMMERS)

Maybe you made a mistake.
_________________________________

JENNY: No.
_________________________________

No, somebody stole him
and sent me this note.
_________________________________

(DOBERMANS GROWLING LOWLY)
_________________________________

-(EXHALES) Easy, boys.

-See? Now I'm lost. Look.
_________________________________

-I even brought this to get him back.

-(COINS CLINKING)
_________________________________

Oh-ho-ho-ho-hoo!

You brought a piggy bank.
_________________________________

-That's all I have.

-That's awful.
_________________________________

I know. And what kind of a person

would steal a poor little kitty?
_________________________________

But I... I mean, maybe he...
_________________________________

Maybe he was up against the wall,

at the end of his rope.
_________________________________

(SOBBING)
_________________________________

He must have been a poor,
desperate man.
_________________________________

It's still wrong!
_________________________________

I'm so scared. I don't know what to do.

(GASPS)
_________________________________

-I don't know what to do.

-Neither do I!
_________________________________

(CLANKING)
_________________________________

(SOBBING)
_________________________________

(FRUSTRATED YELP)
_________________________________

(GROANS)
_________________________________

(QUIET GASPS)
_________________________________

-(MEOWS)

-(GASPS) Hey! Guess what?
_________________________________

I found a little lost kitten.
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________

I don't know, take a look.

Maybe he's yours.
_________________________________

-Oliver! Oliver! Oh, my Oliver!

-(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
_________________________________

(GASPS) Sykes.
_________________________________

Sykes! I was gonna... Yaaah!
_________________________________

-Hey! Hey, wait! What're you doing?

-Let go! (SCREAMS)
_________________________________

-FAGIN: No! No, wait! You can't do this!

-(DODGER BARKS)
_________________________________

-Keep your mouth shut.

-(CHOKING)
_________________________________
Consider our account closed.
_________________________________

Stop! Stop! Time out!
_________________________________

-(FAGIN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

-(DOGS BARKING)
_________________________________

-Wha... What happened?

-You okay, kid?
_________________________________

-Jenny... He took Jenny!

-Don't worry. We'll get her back.
_________________________________

You will?
_________________________________

Hey. "Absitively," kid.
_________________________________

Come on, man, let's go! Come on!
_________________________________

-Let's get him, man!

-All right... Let's do it.
_________________________________

-(ALL BARKING)

-Wait! Come back! Stay. Sit. Wait!
_________________________________

-(ENGINE CRANKING, SPUTTERING)

-Come back!
_________________________________

-TITO: Oh, man. It don't look good.

-It's all locked up, Dodger.
_________________________________

All right. There's gotta be some way in.
_________________________________

Yeah. Francis.
_________________________________

-(WHIMPERING)

-Now, don't cry, little girl.
_________________________________

They only eat when I tell them to.

(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________

-Francis, you all set?

-Farewell, Dulcinea.
_________________________________

-ALL: Francis!

-Peasants.
_________________________________

Maestro?
_________________________________

(DRUMROLL)
_________________________________

-Ready, kid?

-Yeah.
_________________________________

DODGER: Go!
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Oof!
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-SYKES: Roscoe. DeSoto.

-(BOTH SNARLING)
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-(GROWLING)

-(GASPS)
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-(SNIFFING)

-(GROWLING)
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ROSCOE: Come on, DeSoto.
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Hey, hey, hey! There is a lady present.
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Well, it's nice to see

that one of you has some manners.
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After you, my little croissant.
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Good grief.
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(WHISPERING) And remember, quiet.
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(GEORGETTE YELPS)
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-(BOTH SNARLING)

-Oh!
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-I broke a nail.

-Oh, balderdash.
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-What'd you call my woman, man?

-DODGER: Freeze!
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(WHIRRING)
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-Yo, Tito.

-Right. I'll check it out.
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-(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)

-(GROANS)
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(CHUCKLING) Yeah.

Oh, that's funny, Mr. Winston.
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But I don't think you really

appreciate the situation.
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Somebody could get hurt.
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Why not just get the old man
on the phone
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and tell him it's about his daughter...
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Jenny.
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DODGER: Okay, listen up. Tito, Francis,

I want you... (FADES TO WHISPER)
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(SNIFFS) You smell that?
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(SNIFFS) Yeah. Heh-heh! It's party time.
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(GROWLS)
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-(KNOCKING)

-What the...
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Didn't order any pizza.
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TITO: Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
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Where are those dogs?
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-(MEOWING)

-Oh, Oliver!
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I thought I'd never see you again.
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(TITO AND FRANCIS SHOUTING)
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-(SNARLING)

-(CHUCKLING)
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-Ahem... Gentlemen.

-What's the occasion?
_________________________________

-Come to rescue your little friend?

-Say good-bye, Francis.
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Oh, boys!
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Whoopsy-daisy!
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All right! What a woman!
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DODGER: Francis, you keep an eye

on the monitors. Rita, over here.
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(GRUNTING)
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What is this, a slumber party?

Get goin', ya stupid mutts!
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Francis, is the coast clear? Francis!
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FRANCIS: Goodness!
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RITA: What're we gonna do, Dodge?

DODGER: Yo, Tito, hot-wire.
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Hey, no way, Dodger, man.
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I've been barbecued
too many times, man.

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-Good luck, Alonzo.

-Huh?

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I'll be waiting.
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(SINGING) Hey! Heigh-ho, heigh-ho

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It's off to work we go

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(SCATTING)
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-(HANDLE JIGGLING)

-What is this?
_________________________________

-(KNOCKING)

-All right, girlie. Open the door.
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-(CRACKLING)

-Come on, now.
_________________________________

Girlie, I'm warnin' ya.

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-(GLASS CRASHING)

-Come on, Tito.
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SYKES: You just... Back up.

DeSoto. Come on!
_________________________________

(BARKING)
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-Come on.

-Yaaah!
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(TITO SCREAMING)
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-(SHOUTING)

-(BARKING)
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(CHUCKLING)

This has all been very entertaining.

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But the party is over.

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-(HORN HONKING)

-Ow-oh-oh-ow!

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Uh! Come on! Come on, come on!

Let's go!
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-(BARKING)

-SYKES: Fagin!
_________________________________

Heh-heh! Hey, man, you're ugly!
_________________________________

And you're uglier than him!

And you're Ugly, Part 3!
_________________________________

Hey, you're Revenge of the Ugly!

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(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

(GASPS)
_________________________________

-(BARKING)

-(SCREAMS)
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FAGIN: (MUTTERING)

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
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(SCREAMING)
_________________________________

Whoo!
_________________________________

Yow! Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo!
_________________________________

-(SCREECHING)

-(GRINDING)
_________________________________

(BARKING)
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(BARKING CONTINUES)
_________________________________

(SCREAMS)
_________________________________

(SCREAMS)
_________________________________

Uh!
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(BOTH GROWLING)
_________________________________

-(YELPING)

-(CRACKLING)

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(CRACKLING)
_________________________________

(YELPING)
_________________________________

Mr. Fagin! Mr. Fagin, help me!
_________________________________

All right! Check it out! Heh!
_________________________________

(IMITATING REVVING ENGINE)
_________________________________

-(SCREAMING)

-Uh!
_________________________________

-Help me! Oh!

-(SCREAMS)
_________________________________

(TRAIN HORN BLOWING)
_________________________________

-Ahhh! Save me! Save me, Alonzo!

-(CHOKING)
_________________________________

Hey, get off my back, woman!

I'm driving!
_________________________________

-Let go!

-Jenny, jump!
_________________________________

-(HORN BLARING)

-Alonzo!
_________________________________

(GEORGETTE SCREAMING)
_________________________________

(SYKES SCREAMING)
_________________________________

JENNY: Oliver?
_________________________________

(PANTING)
_________________________________

(GASPS)
_________________________________

(SOFT MEOW)
_________________________________

Oliver? Oliver!
_________________________________

Whew!
_________________________________

Whoo!
_________________________________

(HORNS HONKING)
_________________________________

(DOGS BARKING)
_________________________________

FAGIN AND WINSTON:

(SINGING) Happy birthday to you

_________________________________
Happy birthday, dear Jenny

_________________________________
Happy birthday to you

_________________________________
(HOWLING)
_________________________________

Don't forget to make a wish, Jennifer.
_________________________________

And many more

_________________________________
(FAGIN LAUGHING)
_________________________________

(BARKING)
_________________________________

JENNY: All right,

anybody want some cake?
_________________________________

Okay, Einstein. But not the whole thing.
_________________________________

(SALSA ON BOOM BOX)
_________________________________

You got it now, baby!

Yeah, left foot, right foot.
_________________________________

All right! Check it out!

There you go. Relax, hey.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Tito, you dance divinely.
_________________________________

-He's cheating!

-Body slam!
_________________________________

(RINGING)
_________________________________

Come on, hit him again.

Murder him! Twist his arm!
_________________________________

-FAGIN: Whoa!

-Foxworth residence.

_________________________________
-(GASPS) Mr. Foxworth!

-Body slam him now!
_________________________________

Shh-shh-shh! My goodness.

You're back tomorrow?
_________________________________

Oh, she'll be so surprised to see you.
_________________________________

Yes, good-bye, sir.
_________________________________

All right. Get him! Get him!
_________________________________

-Hit him! Come on! Murder him!

-All right, you got him!
_________________________________

-Pick him up! Hold him there!

-Ta-da!
_________________________________

-I believe that's a 10 spot, old sport.

-Now, where...
_________________________________

Where is that check book?

Oh, look at the time.
_________________________________

Well, heh-heh, we better be goin'.
_________________________________

Indeed.
_________________________________

Francis, Rita, Tito, vamonos!

The streets are calling!
_________________________________

WINSTON: Now, Jennifer,

have we forgotten anything?
_________________________________

Oh, yeah. Thanks, everyone.

The gifts were great.
_________________________________

Bye, Mr. Fagin, and thank you.
_________________________________

Oh, bye-bye, Jenny.
_________________________________

Come on, boys! (CHUCKLES)

It's time for us to go.
_________________________________

Alonzo, darling, could I see you

for a moment, privately?
_________________________________

Privately? (SNIFFS) Ooh!
_________________________________

Coming, Alonzo?
_________________________________

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

You guys beat it.
_________________________________

Uh, my baby and I, uh, we gotta talk.
_________________________________

You know, you're not so bad

for a bug-eyed little creep.
_________________________________

With a little grooming...
_________________________________

Grooming? Uh...

(NERVOUS CHUCKLE)
_________________________________

That's it! We'll start with a bath.
_________________________________

Bath?
_________________________________

-Let's go!

-(ENGINE BACKFIRES)
_________________________________

-Bye-bye.

-Oh, Oliver, we shall meet again.
_________________________________

-Hey, see ya 'round, kid.

-Good-bye, you guys.
_________________________________

-(TIRES SCREECHING)

-Boys! Let's go!
_________________________________

(BARKING IN DISTANCE)
_________________________________

Listen, kid, ahh,

you just want to hang out or anything...
_________________________________

Nee-hed. Hey, Dodger, man.

Do you see her anywhere'?
_________________________________

-Hey, whoa!

-Man! I can't keep this woman off me!
_________________________________

-Man, I gotta get away from that chick...

-GEORGETTE: Alonzo!
_________________________________

-Alonzo!

-(GASPS) Uh, good-bye, Oliver.
_________________________________

Hey, you guys, wait for me, man!

Hey, wait up!
_________________________________

(HORN HONKING)
_________________________________

Alonzo Frederico Tito,

you come back here this minute!
_________________________________

Hey, whoa, kid. Do you think

you can handle the champ?
_________________________________

Sure.
_________________________________

Hey! You're okay... For a cat.
_________________________________

We'll keep a spot open for ya
in the gang...
_________________________________

Vice president, uptown chapter.
_________________________________

Later, kid.

_________________________________

(SINGING) Why should I worry

_________________________________

Bye-bye! Bye!

_________________________________

Tell me why should I care

_________________________________

What a delightful scoundrel.

_________________________________

Say, I may not have a dime

Oh, but I got street savoir faire

_________________________________

Why should we worry

_________________________________
Why should we care

_________________________________

We may not have a dime

_________________________________

But we've got street savoir faire

_________________________________

Why should we worry

_________________________________

(SIREN WAILING)

_________________________________

Why should we care

_________________________________

It's just be-bopulation

_________________________________

We got street savoir faire

_________________________________

-Uhh-uhh-uhh-umm

-Whoo-hoo-hoo

_________________________________

The rhythm of the city

_________________________________

Boy, once you get it down

_________________________________

Then you can own this town

_________________________________

You can wear the crown

_________________________________

Why should we worry

_________________________________

Why should we care

_________________________________

It's just doo-wopulation

_________________________________

We got street savoir faire

_________________________________
Why should we worry

_________________________________
Why should we care

_________________________________

And even when we cross that line

_________________________________

We got street savoir faire

_________________________________

(SOUL VOCALIZING)

_________________________________

Woo-ooo

Woo-hoo-oo

_________________________________

Woo-ooo

Woo-hoo-oo

_________________________________

Woo-ooo

Woo-hoo-oo
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