[Man]% % Now it's always once upon a time in New York City
% % It's a big old, bad old tough old town It's true
% % But beginnings are contagious there
% % They're always setting stages there
% % They're always turning pages there for you
[people clamoring]
% % Ain't it great the way it all begins in New York City
[boy] Let me have one. Please.
% % Right away you're making time and making friends
% % No one cares where you were yesterday
% % If they pick you out you're on your way
% % To a once upon a time that never ends
% % So Oliver don't be shy
% % Get out there and go and try
% % Believing that you're the guy
% % They're dying to see
% % 'Cause a dream's no crime
% % Now once upon a time
% % Once upon a time in New York City
% % If it's always once upon a time in New York City
% % Why does nightfall find you feeling so alone
% % How could anyone stay starry-eyed
% % When it's raining cats and dogs outside
% % And the rain is saying "Now you're on your own"
[mewling]
% % So Oliver don't be scared
% % Though yesterday no one cared
% % They're getting your place prepared
% % Where you wanna be
% % Keep your dream alive
% % Dreaming is still how the strong survive
% % Once upon a time in New York City
[snarling]
[Growling, barking]
- [Barking] - [Fence rattling]
% % Keep your dream alive
% % Dreaming is still how the strong survive
% % Once upon a time in New York City
% % Keep your dream alive
% % Dreaming is still how the strong survive
% % Once upon a time in New York City
% % And it's always once upon a time
% % In New York City% %
- [man] 42nd. - [Man 2] All right. Here we go.
- [Engine starting] - [Air brake hisses]
- [Police siren in distance] - [Horn honking]
[Rap music playing]
[Man]% % You see the feet walking down the street in the fast lane
% % Walking on the street where they going Just making a move trying to survive
% % Find a way or not to stay alive
% % Cool cat in a cruel world knows good from bad, his mind is in a twirl
% % Got to look out and open your eyes
% % If you're in a jam you got to realize
% % You're in the fast lane Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
% % In the fast lane Wait, wait, wait...
- [woman] Hi. Sorry I'm late. - [Man] That's all right.
[Woman] Come on, sweetheart. We're late.
You can play with the kitty some other time. Come on.
- [Tires screeching] - [Horns honking]
[Man] Hey, excuse me. Don't you see I'm pushing something here?
Thank you.
[Humming opera in Italian]
Hey, come on, folks! Step right up. Get your hot dogs.
- [Sniffing] - The best hot dogs in New York.
Hey, it's a beautiful day, eh?
Come on, folks. Step right up.
- [Whistling] - [Sniffing]
Hey. Go on. Get out of here. Shoo.
Get out of here. Go on, kitty. Get your sausages.
All right, let's go, folks. Step right up.
I got the hottest dogs in the Big Apple!
[Dog] Hmm.
Psst! Psst!
[Kissing]
Hiya.
[Gasps, harrumphs]
Ooh, la-di-da.
[Man] Get off of me! What's the matter with you?
- I said get out of here. - Looks like Louie's got a visitor.
Could be time for the Dodge to turn this into a total "cat-astrophe."
Hey, get off me! Hey! Get out of here. Go on! Shoo!
You sure picked the wrong guy to get hot dogs from, kid.
- Get away from me! - Whoa! Chill out, man.
I don't eat cats. It's too much fur.
I've been watching you,
and I think you're in serious need of some professional guidance.
What do you say we team up and change Louie's mind about sharing hot dogs?
I'm not going back there again.
Hey. It'd be a snap, kid. I'm an expert at these things.
All you gotta do is learn some moves.
- Moves? - You know, tempo.
A rhythm. This city's got a beat. You gotta hook into it.
And once you got the beat, you can do anything.
- I can? - Absitively posolutely.
The man you see before you is affectionately known as "Old Louie."
A well-known enemy of the four-legged world.
Our mission, cat, is to liberate those all-beef kosher franks
and hightail it out of here.
- Starting to feel that rhythm? - Well, uh...
- [rumbling] - Yeah! Yeah! I do feel it!
When are we gonna get those hot dogs?
Right now.
[Barking]
Hey! Dog.
[Cat yowling]
[Louie] Get out of here! Hey!
Get out of there!
I'll get you!
Get out of here!
[Dodger humming]
Hey, you really got that rhythm, kid.
Uh... Yeah?
We were good, huh? So when are we gonna eat?
- We? - Yeah. I'm starving.
Listen, kid. I hate to break it to you,
but the dynamic duo is now the dynamic uno.
What do you mean?
What I mean is our partnership is herewith dissolved.
But wait! Wait, you're not being fair!
Fairs are for tourists, kid. Consider it a free lesson in street savoir-faire
from New York's coolest quadruped.
Check you later.
Hey, wait! I helped you get those!
Half of those are mine!
You want them? Come and get them.
[Howls]
[Dodger] But I'm warning you, kid.
% % One minute I'm in Central Park
% % Then I'm down on Delancey Street
[man] What...? Hey!
% % From the Bowery to St. Mark's
% % There's a syncopated beat
% % I said
% % Whoo hoo whoo hoo hoo
% % I'm streetwise
% % I can improvise
% % Said whoo hoo whoo hoo hoo
% % I'm street-smart
% % I've got New York City heart
% % Why should I worry?
% % Why should I care?
% % I may not have a dime
% % But I got street savoir-faire
% % Why should I worry?
% % Why should I care?
% % It's just be-bopulation
% % I got street savoir-faire
% % The rhythm of the city
% % Boy, once you get it down
% % Then you can own this town
% % You can wear the crown
% % Why should I worry?
% % Tell me why should I care?
% % Say, I may not have a dime
% % Oh, but I got street savoir-faire
% % Why should I worry?
% % Why should I care?
% % It's just doo-wopulation
- % % And I got street savoir-faire - % % Everything goes, everything fits
% % They love me at the Chelsea They adore me at the Ritz
% % Why should I worry?
% % Why should I care?
% % And even when I cross that line
% % I got street savoir-faire
% % Whoo hoo whoo hoo hoo
% % Said whoo hoo whoo hoo hoo
[barking]
% % Whoo hoo whoo hoo hoo
- [babbling] - Aaah!
[Man] Come on. Where you going? No! No!
% % Whoo hoo whoo hoo hoo% %
[horns honking]
[Vocalizing]
[Cawing]
[Salsa music playing]
[Man vocalizing in song]
[Snoring]
Huh?
Tito! Stop that racket! I'm trying to watch the show.
There would have been time for such a word.
Oh, tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow creeps
in this petty pace from day to day
and all our yesterdays have lighted fools...
Hey, Frankie, whatcha watching? Does he get the girl? What happens?
- Shut up, you little rodent. - Hey, man, this stuff is boring, man.
Come on, let's watch boxing. I want to see some action.
Hey, Frankie, ¿ Que paso? You're getting slow, man.
My name is Francis.
Fran-cis. Not Frank.
Not Frankie. Francis.
No kidding, man? Hey, so what did you bring in today, "Frahn-cees?"
It's none of your business, you intrusive little pipsqueak.
Look what I got.
Oh, good show, Einstein. Now all we need is the court and the net.
You think this place is big enough?
What we need is some good quality stuff, man.
- Check it out. - Oh, shredded leather.
What you talking about? That's a primo wallet.
- Rubbish, you mean. - That does it!
You insulted my pride! That means death!
- [Francis] Behold, the runt. - Cut it out, you two.
Fagin's not gonna be too happy about this. Francis, you got the food, right?
Well, no, I...
Frankie. It was your turn to get the food today.
- It's newspaper burritos again! - Hey, whoa, whoa.
Cool it, Dodger fans. I'd like to introduce you to...
...your dinner. Hot dogs a la Dodger. - Hot dogs! All right, Dodger man!
[Francis] You remain our pre-eminent benefactor.
[Einstein] Yeah. And you're OK too.
So how'd you do it this time, Dodgie baby?
Let me tell you, Rita. It was tough.
Only I could have done it.
Did you have to fight, man? How many were there?
Picture the city. Eighth and Broadway.
The crowds hustling. The traffic roaring.
- The hot dogs are sizzling. - I love a story with food in it.
Enter Dodger, one bad puppy.
Not just out for himself, but community-minded.
But he's not the only one out there.
Enter the opposition.
- A greedy, ugly, psychotic monster, - [gulps]
With razor-sharp claws, dripping fangs
and nine lives, all of them hungry.
He comes at me, eyes burning. I knew my time had come.
- Suddenly... - [snapping]
Gang war! Gang war! Watch out! Here comes a gang war!
- Take cover. - [Tito] Watch out!
Well, what is it?
Hey, man, check it out.
It's a alien!
Cool it, guys. It's just a cat.
¡Ay, madre, un gato!
Felis domesticus.
Now, how'd you find this place, cat?
- I followed this dog. - He's lying! He's lying!
- Shut up, Tito! - Why would a cat follow a dog?
- Yeah. - I wanted the sausage I helped him get.
He's a spy, man! Come on, let's eat him. You're dead meat, kitty.
I saw him come down.
Hey! That's him! Over there.
Hey, kitty. What took you so long?
[Rita] Relax, kid.
Dodger, razor-sharp claws?
- Dripping fangs? - I kind of like those burning eyes.
Hey, keep it down, guys. The game's on.
Oh, boy, Dodger. Top dog has to get help from a cat.
Hey, Tito, cool it, man.
Let's see this big, bad kitty fight in action.
Hey, Tito, look!
Oh, boy! Dog pile!
Oh, what a bunch of overgrown...
All right. That's it.
[Barking]
All right, knock it off! Enough!
What's the matter with you guys? Don't you understand?
Sykes will be here and I don't have...
No, no, no, no, no!
No, no. Stop it.
No. No licking.
[Giggling]
- All right, settle down. - [Horn honking]
Sykes!
All right, all right. I'm coming.
I'll be right there.
You guys, listen. Don't let me down.
What do you got? Let's see what you got.
It's worthless! What have you done?
How are we ever going to pay Sykes off with a... a pussycat?
[Snarling]
Look who's here, kids.
Company. Nice doggies.
I was just on my way out.
[Chuckling]
You guys miss us?
Mr. Sykes. I...
[Fagin] He's gonna kill me.
Hello. Oh, lovely evening.
I was just saying this to your two lovely, purebred...
[Sykes] The money, Fagin.
Actually, I've got something much better than money.
Some luxury items that should make a considerable dent in my debt to you.
Oh, my! You waxed your car, didn't you?
Did they use a buffer on it, because I can see myself.
Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy.
I don't want your garbage, Fagin!
Oh, please, Sykes. Oh, please. Oh, please.
I don't think you grasp...
...the severity of the situation.
Oh, no! Oh, no, no, I did grasp it.
This is how I grasp. Look.
Accident.
Accident!
- Mr. Fagin! - Sorry.
Now, I lent you money and I don't see it.
Do you know what happens when I don't see my money, Fagin?
- [Wheezing] - People get hurt.
People like you get hurt.
Do I make myself clear?
[Wheezing] Clear! Perfectly clear!
You know, Rita, I can't figure out
why you'd rather hang around a dump like this,
when you could be living uptown with a class act like myself.
Isn't it rather dangerous to use one's entire vocabulary in a single sentence?
Hey, Frankie, get down, brother. You bad, man.
Hey, you got something to say to me, fat boy?
You guys don't scare me. I'll kill you both.
Come on, let me at them, I'll kill them!
Go ahead. Let him go.
Why don't you pick on someone your own size?
- Like you, old man? - [Dodger] Hey, Roscoe.
Roscoe, is this us losing our sense of humor?
Nah. I ain't lost my sense of humor.
[Glass breaking]
See? I find that funny.
Oh, please.
Please. Oh, please!
Three sunrises. Three sunsets.
Three days, Fagin.
Three sunrises. Three sunsets.
Three days. Three, three, three. That's nine.
- Nine? - [Sykes] No, Fagin.
- Three. - Three!
Oh, you mean, just three days? Oh, my goodness!
[Sobbing]
I'm having a bad day!
Hey, Roscoe, look what I found.
Forget it, Desoto. We gotta go.
I like cats. I like to eat them.
[Growling]
[Snarling]
Get out of my way, Dodger.
That's enough, Roscoe.
[Car horn honking]
Run along, Roscoe. Your master's calling.
Come on, Desoto.
We ain't finished, Dodger.
You guys are gonna pay for this, starting with that cat.
Oh, yeah? You guys don't scare me! Come on and say it to my face!
Come on, come on, come on!
Yeah, those creeps will think twice before hassling us, man.
All right, kid. What'd I tell you guys?
Old Dodge can really pick them, huh?
[Gate creaks open]
[Groans] Three days.
[Fagin] How am I ever gonna come up with all that money?
What's the use?
I'll never get out from under that maniac.
My days are numbered, and the number is three.
It's hopeless.
Thanks, guys.
That reminds me. I saw Desoto's nose.
Who did that?
You? You?
That took a lot of guts.
We've never had a cat in the gang before.
We can use all the help we can get.
- [Moans] - [Cracking]
All right. Time for bed.
We've got a big day tomorrow.
- [Whimpers] - Ah.
No. No. Oh, all right.
But just one chapter tonight.
Let's see... [muttering]
Here we are. Here we are. Chapter seven.
"Sparky stopped and he rolled in a field of wildflowers.
The dandelions tickled his nose,
till he laughed out loud.
[Loud panting]
And then something caught his eye.
It was Bumper, the rabbit.
Sparky jumped to his feet and ran toward Bumper, barking loudly."
Woof! Woof!
Well, you try it sometime.
[Clears throat]
[Deep barking]
That's because you're a dog.
"Sparky knew that Bumper would run and that he could chase him over the field.
But Sparky would never catch him or hurt him,
because Sparky was not that kind of a dog."
[Seagulls cawing]
This is the big one. We've got two days to do or die.
[Honking]
Dodger, you keep an eye on the new kid. Show him the ropes.
I don't wanna put any undue pressure on you,
but, as you march off to do your duty,
I want you to keep one thing in mind:
- [Crashing] - Dead men do not buy dog food!
So big smiles, and get out there and fetch!
[Tires screeching]
All right, if Mr. Sykes don't see some cold, hard cash soon,
we are Doberman chow. Come on.
We'll start on Columbus Avenue.
- What kind of work do we do, anyway? - Investment banking, man.
Didn't you read about us in The Wall Street Journal?
- Really? - Yes. Captains of industry.
Gosh! Can I be one too?
Hey, when you got your pals, you got all you need.
OK, Dodge.
We gotta clean you up, child, and give you some on-the-job training.
% % Ooh, yeah
% % Now listen up
% % You got a lot to learn
% % And if you don't learn, you don't eat
% % But if you're tough and always use your head
% % You'll be right at home on the street
% % When you got talent Everything is free
% % Watch how we do things Ooh, I guarantee
% % You're gonna see how the best survive
% % We make an art out of staying alive
% % If you do just as you're told
% % These are streets of gold
% % Every boulevard is a miracle mile
% % You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
% % If you play it brave and bold
- [whimpering] - % % These are streets of gold
Hello? What have we here?
[Tito] All right! A chauffeur shuffle!
Einstein, give me a fender-bender at two lights.
Tito, you're in charge of electronics.
Rita and I'll work the crowd. Francis...
I know. My public awaits.
- 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.
[Dodger] Ready? Go!
[Girl] Winston, listen to this.
"After a little sightseeing, we left Paris by car
for the 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."
[Winston] 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]
- What was that? - I don't know.
- But now, don't be alarmed. - [Horn honks]
- I'll be right back. - Run, Sparky. Go find Bumper.
[Groaning]
[Car door opens]
[Winston] Why me? Today of all days.
Hey, check it out, man. Beep beep! [chuckles]
Forget Fagin, man. Let's take this baby to Atlantic City.
What have I done? Poor thing.
- You oughta be ashamed of yourself! - I'm sure he's fine.
Probably just a little stunned.
Run along, little fellow. Go on, now. Shoo.
- Hey, Tito. What can I do? - Well...
Why don't you be a lookout, man. Yeah, that's it.
OK. What is a lookout?
Look, just look out the window. Make sure it's still daylight, OK?
Hey, Tito.
- There's something back there. - Hey, stop hassling me, man.
I only got one more wire, OK?
But...
- [engine starting] - [Alarm blaring]
What's going on here?
Let's get out of 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] That poor little kid. - You were to keep an eye on him.
Well, it's hard to watch anything when you're getting barbecued, man.
- What are we gonna do? - 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.
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]
% % 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
[grunts]
% % 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, you need a pro
[chirping]
% % Not a flea or a flaw
% % Take a peek at that paw
[humming]
% % Perfection becomes me, n'est-ce pas?
% % Unrivalled, unruffled
% % I'm beauty unleashed, yeah
% % Jaws drop Hearts stop
% % So classic and classy We're not talking Lassie
% % And Aaa
% % Aaa
% % Ooo
[howling melodically]
% % Though many covet my bone and bowl
% % They're barking 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
[grunts]
[Jenny] Wait till you taste this.
It's a secret recipe I just invented.
[Winston] What on Earth?
My goodness! Jenny!
Don't you think a tin of kitty chow would have sufficed?
Nonsense. He'll love this.
[Winston] Now, young lady,
I really think we should've waited until your parents...
[groans]
[Telephone rings]
Oh, bother!
And for the kitty, the house specialty.
OEufs a la Jenny avec Cocoa Krispies.
Mmm.
- [Winston] Jenny, it's your parents! - Yeah! Wait till I tell them!
Oh, yes, sir. I do assure you everything is absolutely...
Georgette, I wouldn't go in there if I were you.
- Everything's fine. - They're gonna be excited.
Here she is now.
A cat! What is the meaning of this?
[Barks]
Winston!
I guess I'll have to handle this myself.
- Hello. - Hello.
I 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.
[Snickering]
[Man on TV] Now, for $200...
- Where's the kid? - We tailed him all the way up to Park.
- We never had a chance. - You should see it.
There's got to be 200 people living there.
We can't let the kid take the heat.
If we don't get him, they're gonna torture the kid.
- What 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!
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! - OK, our mission begins at daybreak.
Einstein, go up to the door. Francis, you're our...
[giggling]
[Winston] Oh, Jennifer. I don't hear any practicing.
All right, Winston.
I gotta practice now, kitty.
[Playing piano]
[low note]
Oh, you wanna practice too.
% % You and me together, we'll be
% % Forever, you'll see
% % We two can be good company
% % You and me
- % % Yes, together, we two - [scoffs]
% % Together, that's you
% % Forever, with me
% % We'll always be good company
% % You and me
% % Yes, together we'll be...
% % You and me together, we'll be
% % Forever, you'll see
% % We'll always
% % Be good company
% % You and me
% % Just wait and see% %
Good night, Oliver.
Bye, Winston. Goodbye, Oliver.
[Girl] Hi, Jenny. Sit over here.
All right, listen up. We checked it out.
- All we gotta do is... - [thudding]
Oh, man! He's dead meat now!
I'll handle that ruffian.
Body slam! Oh, come on, you fool!
[Doorbell rings]
Hit him! Hit him! Oh, bother.
[Dodger] Einy!
Get out of there!
Huh?
Yes? Who is it?
[Moaning]
Oh, my.
You!
I'll show you, you... Come back here!
- [Door shuts] - What?
This place! Check it out.
Chagall. Matisse. These are all masterpieces.
This place looks pretty nice. How bad off could it be here?
Hey, man, if this is torture, chain me to the wall.
[Dodger] Tito!
We're here for the kid, remember? Now let's get him and go.
"I love you, Oliver. Play with Georgette."
I'd like to play with him, all right!
The little fur ball! Ooh.
Who are you? What do you want?
- Winston! - Calm down.
[Crash]
[Groaning]
Don't come any closer! I knew this would happen one day.
You're barking 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!
And we're all very impressed. Right, guys?
Very impressed.
Allow me to introduce myself. I am Ignacio Alonzo Julio Frederico de Tito.
Get away from me, you little bug-eyed creep! Winston!
- Excuse me, sister. Who's Rex? - None of your business!
And you, tubby, off the bed!
- 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 flea-bitten, dog-pound rejects...
Your cat?
How stupid of me. You must be the friends he keeps talking about.
- Yes. - Georgette?
Something's not quite right here.
Shh. Quick. Before he comes back. Follow me.
Look at him, Dodger.
Honey, let's forget the whole thing.
No, no, you can't do that! You don't understand.
- The poor dear's so traumatized. - [Winston] Georgette.
- What? Get going. - What is going on here?
Hurry. Use the fire escape.
There's no time for long goodbyes, but here's something to remember me by.
[Smooching]
[Slap]
Ooh, I think she likes me, man.
% % 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 going on, you guys?
- Just the rescue of the century. - Rescue?
I was rather good, wasn't I?
And how about Tito and Miss Six-Time National Champion?
Hey, hey, but, wait... I don't understand, you guys.
- You OK, 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 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... - The gang means family.
We risked a lot to get you out of there.
I'm sorry, but all I ever wanted was...
This place is not good enough for you any more?
- Don't wanna mix with the riffraff? - No, no. I like you.
I mean, I like... I like every one of you, but...
There was a little girl. I just wanna go back.
We never should've took him.
- Dodger, please... - You want to leave? Fine!
- There's the door. - But he just got here.
Go on. No one's stopping you.
Hey, Dodger, lighten up.
You lighten up! If he doesn't like it, let him go.
Oh, it's hopeless.
[Moans]
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...
[chuckling]
That's it! We're saved!
[Cackling]
What a plan! Ah, yes!
Paper! Paper! It's so great.
Dear Mr. Rich...
Mr. Very Rich...
[child] Bye, Jenny!
Oliver!
Oliver? Oliver!
- [Girl on TV] Feel it. That's it. - 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.
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.
[Georgette whimpers]
Oh, Georgette, you loved him too.
Don't worry. We're going to get him back.
[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.
What do you say? It's my final offer. Take it or leave it.
[Door buzzer]
[Sykes] Yeah, who is it?
Oh!
Fagin, it's you. Why didn't you say so?
[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.
I said push!
What do you mean? You start with the knuckles.
Ah, Fagin. Do come in. I'll be right with you.
Yeah.
No, you don't kill him yet. Hmm?
Yeah.
And what's the last thing you do? You put on the cement shoes.
[Chuckling] Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, that's right. Come on. Hey, don't worry about it.
So, Fagin.
Did we bring something green and wrinkly to make me happy?
I've got an airtight kitty... plan. Plan!
- It's sweet and simple. The plan. - Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.
- [Dogs growling] - What am I gonna do with you, Fagin?
- I've got this kitty... - Fagin.
You don't got the money.
Oh, no! Oh, no!
No, no! Stop! Please, Sykes. Please!
I'm getting your money tonight! It's coming! Please!
It's from a rich cat... I mean, a cat from a rich family. Please don't...
They're coming tonight with the money I owe you, to get the cat back!
[Whimpers]
[Sykes] Hmm.
Hey, I think there's hope for you yet.
I'm proud of you, Fagin.
Yeah. You're starting to think big.
You've got 12 hours.
And Fagin?
This is your last chance.
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?
I think we're lost.
Stay close, Georgette. It's creepy down here.
He's late. I drew a perfectly good map.
Well, there was a few smudges on it, OK.
I went outside the line with the green crayon, but not much.
- Oh, Dodge. - Rita, they never laid a paw on me.
Ooh, wait. What if he comes and he's huge and mean?
- Excuse me, sir. - It's the FBI!
I didn't do it! I didn't do it! I was framed!
Listen, little girl, this is a tough neighborhood.
You'd better go home.
I can't.
- I'm lost. - Aw, gee. Lost. Well...
I'd help you, but I'm kind of busy right now.
What're you doing down here anyway?
I came to find my kitty.
- Your kitty? - Somebody stole him.
But are you sure?
- Maybe you made a mistake. - No.
No, somebody stole him and sent me this note.
- [Sykes] Easy, boys. - See? Now I'm lost.
Look, I even brought this to get him back.
[Chuckles]
- You brought a piggy bank. - That's all I have.
- That's awful. - I know.
What kind of a person would steal a little kitty?
But I... I mean, maybe he was up against the wall,
at the end of his rope.
[Jenny whimpering]
- He must have been a desperate man. - It's still wrong!
I'm so scared. I don't know what to do.
- I don't know what to do. - Neither do I!
Hey! Guess what?
I found a little, lost kitten.
I don't know, take a look.
- Maybe he's yours. - Oliver! Oliver! Oh, my Oliver!
[Dog growls]
Sykes.
Sykes! I was going to...
- Hey, wait! What're you doing? - Let go! [screams]
No, wait! You can't do this!
Keep your mouth shut. Consider our account closed.
Stop! Stop! Time out!
[Dogs barking]
- What happened? - You OK, 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.
Wait! Come back! Stay. Sit. Wait!
Come back!
- Oh, man. It don't look good. - It's all locked up, Dodger.
All right. There's gotta be some way in.
Yeah. Francis.
Now, don't cry, little girl. They only eat when I tell them to. [snickering]
- Francis, you all set? - Farewell, Dulcinea.
- Francis! - Peasants.
- Maestro? - [Drum roll]
- Ready, kid? - Yeah.
[Dodger] Go!
Roscoe. Desoto.
[Growling]
[Roscoe] Come on, Desoto.
Hey, hey, hey! There is a lady present.
Well, it's nice to see that one of you has some manners.
After you, my little croissant.
Good grief.
And remember, quiet.
- [Georgette screams] - [Growl]
Oh.
- I broke a nail. - Oh, balderdash.
- What'd you call my woman, man? - [Dodger] Freeze!
- Yo, Tito. - Right. I'll check it out.
[Chuckling] That's funny, Mr. Winston.
But I don't think you really appreciate the situation.
Somebody could get hurt.
Get the old man on the phone and tell him it's about his daughter, Jenny.
OK. Listen up. Tito, Francis, I want you...
- You smell that? - Yeah.
It's party time.
- [Knocking] - What the...?
Didn't order any pizza.
Go, go, go!
Where are those dogs?
[Oliver meows]
Oh, Oliver! I thought I'd never see you again.
Hey! Hey!
[Growling]
- Gentlemen. - What's the occasion?
- Come to rescue your little friend? - Say goodbye, Francis.
Oh, boys!
Whoopsie daisy!
All right! What a woman!
Francis, you keep an eye on the monitors. Rita, over here.
What is this, a slumber party? Get going, you stupid mutts!
Francis, is the coast clear? Francis!
[Francis] Goodness!
- [Rita] What're we gonna do, Dodge? - [Dodge] Tito, hot-wire.
No way. I've been barbecued too many times, man.
Good luck, Alonzo. I'll be waiting.
% % Hey, heigh-ho heigh-ho It's off to work we go
% % Da da da da...
What is this?
All right, girlie. Open the door.
Come on, now.
I'm warning you.
Come on, Tito.
Back up. Desoto. Come on!
Come on!
This has all been very entertaining.
But the party is over.
[Horn honking]
Come on! Come on, come on! Let's go!
Fagin!
Man, you're ugly! You're uglier than him! And you're ugly, part three!
Hey, you're revenge of the ugly!
[Jenny screams]
[Sykes howls]
[Growling]
[Yapping]
- [Yapping] - [Electrical zapping]
Mr. Fagin, help me!
All right! Check it out!
[Mimics car]
[Jenny screams]
Help me!
[Train horn blows]
Save me, Alonzo!
Hey, get off my back, woman! I'm driving!
- Let go! - Jenny, jump!
Alonzo!
[Georgette screams]
Oliver?
[Meows]
Oliver? Oliver!
[Winston and Fagin] % % Happy birthday to you
% % Happy birthday, dear Jenny
% % Happy birthday to you
- % % And many more - Don't forget to make a wish, Jennifer.
- [Jenny] Anybody want some cake? - [Barking]
OK, Einstein, but not the whole thing.
[Salsa music plays]
You got it now, baby! Left foot, right foot.
All right! Check it out! There you go. Relax, hey.
Tito, you dance divinely.
- He's cheating! - Body slam!
Come on, hit him again. Murder him! Twist his arm!
Foxworth residence.
- Mr. Foxworth! - Body slam him now!
Shh. Um... My goodness. You're back tomorrow?
Oh, she'll be so surprised to see you.
Yes, goodbye, sir.
All right. Get him! Get him!
- Hit him! - You got him!
Pick him up! Hold him there! Ta-da!
- I believe that's a ten spot. - Where is that checkbook?
Oh, look at the time. Well...
...we better be going. - Indeed.
Francis, Rita, Tito, vemonos!
- The streets are calling! - [Winston] 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! It's time for us to go.
Alonzo, darling, could I see you for a moment...
...privately? - Privately? Ooh!
Coming, Alonzo?
Yeah! You guys beat it.
My baby and I, we gotta talk.
You know, you're not so bad for a bug-eyed little creep.
- With a little grooming... - Grooming? Uh...
That's it!
- We'll start with a bath. - Bath?
Let's go!
- Bye-bye. - Oh, Oliver, we shall meet again.
- See you around, kid. - Goodbye, you guys.
[Motorbike backfires]
Boys! Let's go!
Listen, kid, you just want to hang out or anything...?
[Tito howling]
Dodger, man! Do you see her anywhere?
- Hey! - Man! I can't keep this woman off me!
- I gotta get away from her. - Alonzo! Alonzo!
Goodbye, Oliver. Hey, you guys, wait for me!
Alonzo Fredrico Tito, come back here!
Hey, whoa, kid. You think you can handle the champ?
Sure.
Hey! You're OK...
...for a cat.
We'll keep a spot open for you in the gang,
vice president, uptown chapter.
Later, kid.
- % % Why should I worry? - Bye-bye!
What a delightful scoundrel.
% % I may not have a dime
% % Whoa, 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?
% % Why should we care?
% % It's just be-bopulation
% % We got street savoir-faire
% % 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... % %
{{{ the end }}}