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Boat Race Announcer: It's time to get those boats in the water and grab your remote. Salesman: Well, I'm sure we can find something to suit your particular need. Here we have Barbados Ben. Chef Ben. Lumberjack Ben. And, of course, Gladiator Ben. Detective Sherman: Okay. Very good. Mr. and Mrs. Little, you'll have to come downtown. Detective Allen: Kicks. Race Spectator: Who is that mouse anyway? Dr. Beechwood: Well, a lad that size swallowing all that detergent. Amazingly, I think he's going to be fine. Anton: George, what did you do? Get that out of a cereal box? I'm glad you're here, George. Someone's gotta finish last.

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George: It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! Eleanor: It's always today, George. George: I mean, this is the day. Eleanor: That's right. George: Can't I come? Frederick: You have to go to school, George. George: Will he be here when I get home? Eleanor: I think so. George: I'll play ball with him. I'll wrestle with him. I'll teach him how to spit. Eleanor: It's gonna be so much fun. Frederick: For all of us. George: How will you know if you pick the right one? Frederick: Uh-- Eleanor: I don't know. We'll... George: You'll just know. Eleanor: Bye, sweetie. George: Remember, I want a little brother, not a big brother. Mrs. Keeper: We've been through your paperwork, and it seems to be in order. Adoption isn't for everyone, but you seem like people with plenty of love to share. So how are you feeling? Eleanor: Goodness, we're... Frederick: Tingling... Eleanor: ...with anticipation. Mrs. Keeper: Recess. Time for you to meet them. Feel free to w

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Orphan: Nice move, Red. Eleanor: Oh, Frederick, look at them. How could we possibly...? Frederick: Choose? I know. Eleanor: They all seem so... Frederick: Wonderful. Stuart: You know what's wonderful? What's wonderful is how you both know what the other one is gonna say, before you even say it. Not that it's any of my business. Frederick: Yes, that happens when you've been together as long as we have. Eleanor: From being a family. Stuart: Family. Wow. Well, for a family, you've certainly come to the right place. I think we can find just what you're looking for. If you want a girl, Susan can read French. And Edith over there can tap dance while blowing bubbles. Or maybe you wanted a boy. Frederick: Actually, I think we were leaning towards a boy. Stuart: Well, in that case, Benny can do handstands. Andy can run 100 yards faster than you can say, Ready, set, go. Eleanor: You certainly know a lot about everyone, don't you? Stuart: That's what happens when you've been here as long as I hav

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Frederick: Well, Stuart, here we are, the family home. Eleanor: They say every Little can find this house. Frederick: Even if they've never been here before. Eleanor: It's just something inside them. Stuart: Something inside. Frederick: So would you like a tour? Stuart: I don't have any money. Eleanor: That's Uncle Crenshaw, Cousin Edgar, Grandpa Spencer. That's Aunt Beatrice and that's George, your brother. Stuart: Look, he's already happy to see me. Frederick: [after introducing Stuart to the other Littles] Well, that's just about everyone, except for- Eleanor: [to Snowbell, angrily] Snowbell! Drop him right now! Frederick: [to Snowbell, angrily] You spit Stuart out this instant, Snowbell! Spit him right out! Eleanor: [to Stuart] Stuart? Are you alright? Stuart: Wait! [Mr. Little picks up Snowbell, as Stuart checks his tail, which is in one piece, and sighs in relief] I'm fine. Frederick: [sternly to Snowbell] You must never harm Stuart. Do you understand? Eleanor: Never, or out you'

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Eleanor: Your new bedroom. Frederick: We hope you like it. Stuart: Sure is roomy. Good night, Mom. Good night, Dad. Frederick: Good night, son. Eleanor: Good night, sweetie. Stuart: [nervously] Nice kitty. Nice kitty, pretty kitty. Snowball: Are you cosy? Stuart: Yes... thanks, I'm quite comfortable-- Snowbell: [angrily] Cause all I've got to sleep on is a rag in the corner, you little rat! Stuart: You seem tense... Snowbell: Tense? Oh, I'm... I'm way past tense! Stuart: Well, maybe I can help? [gets up and approaches him] What do you like? Can I... can I scratch your ears? I could rub your tummy. Snowbell: How'd you like to rub it from the inside, mouse boy? Stuart: [taken aback] Sorry, I-- I'm a little confused. I thought that's what you do with a pet. Snowbell: [outraged] A PET?! I am not your pet! I'm a cat, you're a mouse! You should be living in a hole! This is my family. Stuart: Can't we share 'em? Snowbell: Read my furry pink lips: no! [heading for the window] I can't believe t

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Eleanor: George? Time to get up. George: Okay, Mom. Eleanor: Stuart, you too. Stuart: Okay, Mom. Eleanor: George, I'm trying to get the laundry started. George: OK! Eleanor: In the laundry chute, please! George: OK! Eleanor: Thank you. Stuart: Oh, dear. Mom! Hello! Mom! It's Stuart! I'm in the washing machine. Mom! Hello, Mom! Where are you going? Eleanor: Hmm. That's odd. Frederick: What is? Eleanor: I thought someone was at the door. Frederick: You look beautiful, dear. Eleanor: Honey, should we talk to George before you go? Frederick: About what? Eleanor: About Stuart. He hasn't exactly embraced the situation. Stuart: Snowbell! Thank goodness you're here. I'm locked in the washer! Can you help me? Can you turn this thing off? Snowbell: Why would I turn it off? It's my favorite show. Stuart: That's funny. That's funny, Snowbell. Snowbell, you can't leave me! Snowbell: Talk to the butt. Stuart: Where are you going? Snowbell: I've gotta stare at traffic, yawn, lick myself. And believe

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Frederick: Glad you're feeling better, Stuart. Stuart: Me too. Eleanor: We'll pick out a whole new wardrobe. Frederick: Here you go. Come on, George. This'll be fun. George: I don't wanna go shopping with Stuart. Eleanor: You should... Frederick: Talk to him. You're right. [to George] So, George, I wanted to talk to you about Stuart. I just want you to know that if you and he were to spend some real time together, you know, brother time... George: Look at that one. Frederick: Come on, George. You have a boat, a beautiful one. George: It's not finished. Frederick: You better get moving. The race is soon. George: So? Frederick: Don't you wanna race your boat, George? George: I'm not so good at the racing part. Frederick: So what? It doesn't matter about winning. You try like heck, and you have fun. George: It's fun to finish last? Eleanor: Something formal, I should think. I'm not sure of the fabric, but it should breathe. He has a tendency to burrow and climb and generally scurry about.

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Eleanor: [chuckles] Oh, hello! Aunt Tina: Hello, we're here. Eleanor: Oh, Crenshaw! Aunt Beatrice: Hi, auntie. Frederick: Crenshaw! Uncle Crenshaw: Frederick! Frederick: Little high, Little low! Littles: Little hey, Little ho! Aunt Beatrice: We come bearing gifts for young Stuart. Cousin Edgar: Yes, where is my new nephew? Uncle Crenshaw: The Little family's getting bigger and bigger. Stuart: Boy. Littles: [chattering] Stuart: That's a lot of Littles. George: Uncle Crenshaw! Uncle Crenshaw: Ah! Oh! Ah! [chuckles] There's my favorite little nephew. Uncle Stretch: Oh, you can't say that anymore, Crenshaw. Aunt Tina: That's right. Now we have two favorite little nephews. Cousin Edgar: That's right. Where is the lad? Uncle Stretch: He has a lot of gifts to open. George: Are any of those for me? Littles: [groaning] Frederick: Attention, everybody. We'd like to introduce you to someone. Eleanor: This is Stuart. Stuart: Hello, everyone. Uncle Stretch: He's a, a... Aunt Beatrice: ...dorable! A

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Eleanor: [screams] Frederick: What, what? Where? Eleanor: [screams] Stuart, did I hurt you? What's the matter? Stuart: I just wanted to ask you something, but you were already asleep. Frederick: What did you wanna ask? Stuart: About my real family. You know, the ones I look like. Eleanor: He hates us. Frederick: We've never been hated before. Stuart: No, no, no. It's not that. It's not that at all. It's just that... something's missing. I feel an empty space inside me and I want to know what was there before. Frederick: You have an empty space. That's so sad. Stuart: Oh, dear. I hope I haven't left you dismayed and disappointed. Eleanor: No, don't, no. Frederick: No, we don't feel dismayed and disappointed. Eleanor: Not at all. Stuart: Are you sure? Frederick: We're certain, Stuart. And if you want us to, we'll find out about your real parents. Stuart: Well, good night, then. Mrs. Keeper: It's out of the question and it's against the rules. Besides, It's very hard to track mouse famili

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Stuart: Hey, Snow? I know that you and I got off on the wrong paw. I just wanted to see if we could start out fresh. You know? Clean slate. What do you say? Wanna be friends? Snowbell: No. Stuart: Okay then. Snowbell: He's playing with my head. He's trying to psych me out. Sick little rodent! Monty: Hey, Snow, let me in! I'm starving! What's in the dish today? Snowbell: Oh, no. Monty the Mouth. If he sees Stuart, it'll be all over the neighborhood. Monty: Come on, let me in! Snowbell: Go away! There's no food here. Monty: Please? Snowbell: Shoo! Monty: You know, I'm not picky, as long as it ain't meat loaf. That stuff gives me gas, something awful. Snowbell: Sorry, it's meat loaf. Monty: Oh, well, Beggars can't be choosers. Load me up and light a match. Snowbell: Oh, no, no, Monty, stop. You don't wanna do that. Monty: Why? I eat out of garbage cans, drink out of public toilets. Like a little gas is gonna bother me. Snowbell: No, wait. Don't! Oh, great. What am I gonna tell him now? Mo

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George: What are you doing here? Stuart: I just thought I'd drop in. Did you build these? George: Me and my dad. Stuart: This is incredible. It's like being in a real live Western. [speaks with a Western accent.] Howdy, partner. Draw, you lily-livered, yellow-bellied son-of-a-one-eyed-prairie-dog. George: I'm trying to concentrate. Stuart: Sorry. [notices a train.] Is that a train? George: What's it look like, pickle head? Stuart: Could we play with it? Please, please, please, please, please? Help! Somebody help me! Help! Please! Somebody help me! Ta-da! Thank you very much. Thank you. George: You're crazy. I have an idea. Hop in. Stuart: Wow, a roadster! George: Go ahead, check it out. Stuart, what's wrong? Stuart: Nothing. It's just... It's the first time I've fit in since I got here. What's that? George: Oh, that. That's the Wasp. Stuart: Wow. She is beautiful. George: Yeah, but she's not finished. Stuart: When are you gonna finish it? George: Well, me and my dad were building her,

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Monty: I'm telling you, Snowy, this guy can fix anything. Snowbell: But they're alley cats: mean, vicious and all hopped up on catnip. Monty: Quit being a scaredy-cat. You wanna get rid of the mouse or not? Snowbell: Of course I do. Monty: All right, then. Hey! Hey, Smokey! Smokey, it's me, Monty! Smokey: What is it now? Monty: Well, my friend Snowbell here needs a favor. Smokey: Snowbell? [chuckles] Now there's a manly name. Snowbell: Yeah, you see, sir, I've got this mouse at home I can't eat. Smokey: Sensitive stomach? Snowbell: No. I can't eat him because he's, uh, a member of the family. Smokey: A mouse with a pet cat? Monty: Hahah! Isn't that funny? [laughing] Snowbell': [groaning] Smokey: That's not funny. That's sick! A cat can't have a rodent as a master. I mean, what's this world coming to? It's against the laws of nature! Word of this gets out, it'll be bad for cats all over. Snowbell: So you think you can help me? Smokey: Consider it done. Snowbell: Did you hear that, Monty

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Boat Race Announcer: Ahoy, fellow yachtsmen. And welcome, everyone, to the 92nd annual Central Park Boat Race, undoubtedly model racing's most prestigious event. Children from all over New York gather here every year to see whose boat will prevail. Who will win the race and take home the magnificent trophy? George: Anchor up? Stuart: Check. George: Stays all battened? Stuart: Check. George: Rudder? Stuart: Check. George: Sail? Stuart: Check. George: Airline? Stuart: Check. Eleanor: They're doing checks. Stuart and George: Check. Boat Race Announcer: And from Manhattan's Upper West Side, the Wasp, piloted by George Little. Stuart: Well, everything appears to be in shipshape. But to be on the safe side, I'll check the hull for leaks. Boat Race Announcer: And last but not least, from New York's Upper East Side, the Lillian B. Womrath, piloted by Anton Partridge. George: Oh, no. Anton. Anton: Gee, George, what did you do? Get that out of a cereal box? I'm glad you're here, George. Someone'

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Stuart: George! George: Stuart! Stuart: [chuckling] George: What are you doing? Stuart: Sailing. I hope. Eleanor: Stuart, you come back here this minute. Stuart: I can't. Eleanor: Why not? Stuart: I don't know how! Boat Race Announcer: The players are jockeying for position. Eleanor: Frederick, I don't like this one bit. Frederick: Stuart, your mother doesn't like this one bit. Stuart: I'm okay, Mom! George: Go, Stuart! Tighten the mainsail! Stuart: What's a mainsail? Eleanor: Oh! George: Move! Come on, Stuart! Anton: Gee, George, you all done crying? George: Yeah. You all done being a jerk? Anton: No. Stuart: Don't worry, George! I won't let you down! Boat Race Announcer: Away those boats are sailing... Eleanor: Frederick, what if he falls? Frederick: Remember, he's quite a fine swimmer. Boy: Hey, that's cheating. You can't do that. Anton: Well, I just did. Stuart: Oh, dear. [gulp, screams] Eleanor: What is he doing? Frederick: I think he's hiking out. Anton: Hope that mouse can swim.

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George and Stuart: Little high, Little low! Littles: Little hey, Little ho! Eleanor: Frederick, look at them. Uncle Crenshaw: You know what? This calls for a picture. Frederick: What's wrong? Uncle Stretch: Well, It's just... you four look great together. Stuart: This is the happiest moment of my life. I feel 10 inches tall. Frederick: I'll get that. Reginald: Mr. Little. Frederick: Yes? Reginald: Down here. Very sorry to disturb you at your lovely abode. Camille: I hope we're not intruding. Reginald: My name's Reginald Stout. This is my wife, Camille. Camille: An extreme pleasure. Reginald: We're looking for Stuart. Frederick: Are you friends of his? Reginald: Well, not exactly. Eleanor: Fellow yachtsmen? Reginald: Guess again. Camille: Reggie, just tell them. Reginald: We're his parents. Camille: Reggie, stop it! It's so good to see you again, Stuart. There's so much we have to catch up on. Stuart: Why didn't you want me? Reginald: Stuart, it shames me to say this, but you weren't bo

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Stuart: You'll speak to George for me, won't you? I'd hate to say goodbye to a basement door. Mr. Little: Of course. Reginald: Taxi! Yo, taxi! Time to go, Stuart! Stuart: Well, goodbye. Mrs. Little: We love you. Stuart: Ah, yeah. I love you too, Mom... Mrs. Little. Reginald: Boy, that looks heavy. You need some help with that? Camille? Camille: Oh. Eleanor: Frederick, let's do something. Frederick: What? Eleanor: Let's just make them go away. We're bigger than they are. We'll say, "Go. Shoo". We'll scare their little whiskers off. Frederick: Eleanor, you're not being rational. Eleanor: Rational, shmmational. Something about this is not right. I just know it. Frederick: Look at them. They just fit. Eleanor: So what? I have shoes that fit and I hate them! As Stuart's mother... Frederick: But you're not. She is. George: Stuart! Wait! Stuart: George? George: I want you to have this. Stuart: No, George. Not the roadster, George. You love this car. I couldn't. George: I want you to. Stuart:

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Reginald and Camille: [singing] When the moon hits your eye. / Like a big pizza pie. / That's amore! Reginald: Sing with me, Stuie. Reginald and Camille: [singing] When the world seems to shine. / Like you had too much wine. / That's amore! Camille: You'll have to tell me your favorite foods so I can fix them for you. Reginald: What for? You can't cook. Camille: But I can learn. We're a family now. And there's a lot of adjustments we'll have to make. Right, Reggie? Reginald: Right, Camille. Well, here we are, Stuie, the family home. Camille: The family home. Reginald: Mind you, this is just our summer place. Winter time, we live in a crawl space above a delicatessen. You like corned beef, Stuie? Stuart: How's it prepared? Reginald: Prepared? It drops out of a fat guy's mouth, we grab it and run. Stuart: Sounds like an acquired taste. Reginald: Acquired taste? I love this kid! Camille: Your new bedroom, Stuart. Reginald: We hope you like it. Well, good night. Sleep tight. Don't let the

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Detective Sherman: Mrs. Little? Eleanor: Yes? Detective Sherman: I'm Detective Sherman. This is my partner, Detective Allen. We understand your son is missing. Eleanor: Thank you for coming. Snowbell: They know about the Stouts! THEY KNOW ABOUT THE STOUTS! THE JIG IS UP! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?! Monty: Hey, get a hold of yourself. What are you talking about? Snowbell: This is very...! I'm in big...! I'M IN DEEP POOPY-DOO! Monty: Calm down, calm down. Don't get your fur in a bunch. All we need is a new plan. Smokey: We do what we should have done in the first place. We scratch him out. Monty: Scratch him out? Snowbell: But Smokey, the police are involved! I don't wanna get kicked out of my house! I'm not a street cat, I'm a house cat! I don't wanna lose my furry basket or my tinkleball that I push across the floor with my nose! Monty: Snow, buddy, pull yourself together. Smokey: It's settled. Stuart Little gets scratched tonight. Detective Sherman: Okay. Very good. Mr. and Mrs. Little, yo

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Reginald: Stuart, wake up. Stuart: Huh? Reginald: Get dressed. Stuart: Why? Reginald: Uh, we're taking you for a ride. Stuart: Where are we going? Reginald: Some friends of ours have gathered just to meet you. Stuart: A gathering? What should I wear? Reginald: It doesn't matter. Wear anything. Stuart: Is it formal? Reginald: Just put something on! Stuart: Why's Mom crying? Mom, I'm not angry at you for putting me up for adoption. [Camille still cries] And now that I'm a Stout again, I'll always be here to take care of you. Because that's what families do. Mom, they...they take care of each other. Reginald: Ow! Camille: [shouts, anguished] TELL HIM THE TRUTH! Stuart: You made a deal with a cat? Reginald: He had us cornered at the bottom of a cup on the fifth hole. Camille: It was curtains. Stuart: So you agreed to pose as my parents? Reginald and Camille: Yes. Stuart: You lied and cheated? Reginald and Camille: Yes! Stuart: You took me away from the Littles just when we were all so happ

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Eleanor: George... Frederick: Well, I think we have to... Eleanor: Tell him. Frederick: Yeah. Grandpa Spencer: I put 'em back right here. Aunt Tina: 627 Fifth Avenue. I need three cabs. George: Who has the glue? Uncle Crenshaw: I'm the glue man. Aunt Beatrice: Here's 5000 more. Frederick: What's going on? Aunt Beatrice: We're making posters. Uncle Stretch: We're gonna put 'em up all over the city. Cousin Edgar: That's right. They describe Stuart and offer a reward when we find him. Uncle Crenshaw: Isn't it wonderful? It was all George's idea. Frederick: George. George: Never stop trying. Right, Dad? Frederick: Listen, I'm afraid this isn't gonna work. George: Why not? Eleanor: Frederick. Frederick: Because there's no picture. We need a picture of Stuart. Eleanor: The family photo.

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Lucky: Smokey! Hey, Smokey! Smokey: Keep it down! Lucky: [whispering] Hey, it's me, Lucky. I just heard from the Brooklyn Cats. Bad news: the Stouts squealed. Smokey: I knew those mice were rats. Lucky: The kid's on his way home. What do we do? Smokey: No problem. He's gotta go through the park, right? Let's meet him there and have ourselves a little "picnic". Lucky: [starts to leave] Oh, great. I'll bring herring. Smokey: Hey, hey, hey, moron! The mouse is the picnic! Lucky: Oh. The Brian Setzer Orchestra: [singing] Well if you can't rock me / I'm gonna rock this town myself / Well if you can't rock me / I'm gonna tear it up with somebody else / I may have to search all across the land / Just to find me a gig in a Rock n' Roll band / If you can't rock me / Well I'll find somebody who Stuart: [humming] Oh. Every Little in the world can find the Little house. I'm a Little. I'm a Little. I'm a little lost. [gasps, gasps again] [panting, gasps, gulps] Smokey: How you doing? You must be St

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Frederick: Crenshaw, Tina, Uncle Stretch, you go uptown. Cover as many streets as you can. Edgar, Beatrice, Spencer, you take downtown. Every side street and back alley. Grandpa Spencer: All right. Frederick: Estelle... you better go with him. George: Where do I go? Eleanor: You come with us. We're gonna circle the park. Stuart: [grunting, panting] Frederick: We'll be making a lot of stops. Stuart: I made it. I can't believe it. I'm home. Mom! Dad! I'm coming! Mom! Dad! George! It's me, Stuart! I'm back! Mom! Dad, George! Where is everybody? Snowbell: There's nobody else here. It's just you and me, kid. Stuart: Where'd they go? Snowbell: Movies, I think. Stuart: Movies? Snowbell: Oh, yeah. Ever since you left, it's just movies, parties, roller-skating, amusement parks. They're having the time of their lives. Stuart: They are? Snowbell: Oh, sure. I hate to have to tell ya this, but they're celebrating. Stuart: Celebrating what? Snowbell: Can't you guess? Stuart: No. Snowbell: They were

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Eleanor: George... George: But I'm almost done. Frederick: Come on, It's getting late. Time to go home. George: I don't think I missed a single tree. Eleanor: You did a great job. George: It was a good idea, wasn't it? Eleanor: You bet it was. George: It's a really good picture of Stuart. Frederick: I don't think you could take a bad picture of Stuart. George: Now all we have to do... is wait until somebody calls, and tells us where Stuart is. Frederick: Right. Eleanor: Mm-hmm. Eleanor: If we don't find Stuart, it's gonna break his heart.

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Monty: Hey, Snow! One of the guys spotted Stuart in the park. Smokey sent me to get you. Snowbell: Ah, gee, Monty, uh, I'm in for the night. It's late. Besides, Stuart is gone. Can't we just give the kid a break? Monty: Of course we could give him a break. First we'll break his little arms, then his little legs, and then we'll take a break. First we gotta find him. Come on, we gotta run! Snowbell: Why do we have to run? What is it, festival seating? Smokey: Come on! Come on! I think we're getting closer. I can smell him. Lucky: Sorry, Smokey, that was me. Snowbell: Didn't your mothers warn you not to go into Central Park at night? Smokey: My mother was the reason you didn't go into Central Park at night. Red: Yeah, you tell them, Smokey. Lucky: Yeah, she was one tough broad. Smokey: She was a saint. Snowbell: [panting and falling behind] Quick question! Who knows C.P.R? Oy! Monty: There are mouse-prints going everywhere. Lucky: How we gonna find him? Smokey: We'll split up and go in di

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Monty: [arriving with the other cats] Snow, what's he doing to your leg? I can't help but think this is wrong. Smokey: What the hell's going on here? Snowbell: Err... look, Smokey, uh, call me fickle, but... I want to call this whole thing off, okay? Smokey: Too late. Snowbell: Come on, Smokey, can't we talk it over? See, Stuart's not so bad once you get to know him, and he's got his own car. Smokey: Careful, house cat. You're asking for it. Monty: Snow, what are you doing? Come on, he's just a mouse. Snowbell: He's not just a mouse! He's... he's... [looks at Stuart, then at the cats] he's family. Smokey: Oh, yeah! [laughing hysterically] I could see the resemblance! [he and the other cats laugh hysterically] Stuart: [angrily] Is that what you think? You have to look alike to be family? [the cats abruptly stop laughing, surprised that Stuart would say that] You don't have to look alike. You don't even have to like each other. Look at Snowbell - he hates me, and still, he's trying to sa

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Stuart: You know, Snow, I don't know how to thank you. Snowbell: How about not kicking me in the sides? I'm beginning to bruise. Stuart: Sorry. I was getting excited; I've never ridden a cat bareback before. Snowbell: Well, don't get used to it. Hold on Cowboy. Whoop! [jumps up and carries Stuart to a front window] Stuart: Thanks for the ride. Snowbell: Don't mention it. Ever. Stuart: [from outside the window] Mom! Dad! George! [Frederick carries the sleeping George to bed] It's me, Stuart! I'm back! [knocks on the window] George: [wakes up, and his eyes widen as he sees Stuart outside the window; happily] STUART! Stuart: Mom! Dad! George! [they open the window] I missed you all so much! I thought I'd never see you again! Frederick: I don't understand, how did you manage it? Stuart: Every Little in the world can find the Little house. And Snowbell. I... I just couldn't have done it without him. Frederick: What's the matter? Stuart: I was just thinking. Eleanor: What, dear? Stuart: That

LOU BEGA lyrics (1+1=2)

Baby, show me 1 plus 1 is 2 / Show me all the things that you can do / Show me that you need me, show me that you love me / Baby show me that 1 plus 1 is 2 / Baby show me 1 plus 1 is 2 / Show me all the things that you can do / Show me that you breathe me, show me that you hug me / Baby show me 1 plus 1 is 2 / One! Two! / [Scatting Solo] / Ha-ha-ha-ha! / 1 plus 1 is 2 / Show me all the things that you can do / Show me that you need me, show me that you love me / Baby show me 1 plus 1 is 2 / One! Two!

TRISHA YEARWOOD lyrics (You're Where I belong)

Yeah / I am home now, home now / I've been waiting for forever to find you / To find you / I'm not alone now, alone now / Cause you've taken in my heart from the cold / All I know is every time / I look into your eyes / I'm home, I know / You're where I belong / I belong with you / You're where I belong / And I know it's the truth / You're part of my heart / There's nothing I can do / Oh, you're the one that keeps me warm / My baby, you're where I belong / You're my first taste, my first taste / Of the sweetest feeling I've ever known / That I've known / You're my safe place, my safe place / From a world that can be so cruel and cold / You're my harbor, you're my shelter / You're that welcome smile / That lets me know I'm home / You're where I belong / I belong with you / You're where I belong / And I know it's the truth / You're part of my heart / There's nothing I can do / Oh, you're the one that keeps me warm / My baby, you're where I belong / You're the one I come to / To keep me f