Quotes

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Berlioz: Wait for me! Wait for me! Marie: Me first! Me first! Toulouse: Why should you be first? Marie: 'Cause I'm a lady. That's why. Toulouse: [scoffs] You're not a lady. Berlioz: [grabs Marie's tail] You're nothin' but a sister! Marie: I'll show you if I'm a lady or not.

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[sings] Rock-a-bye, kitties. Bye-bye you go. La la la la, and I'm in the dough. Oh, Edgar, you sly fox. [He doesn't have long to wait now. He pours the brew into the cats' feeding bowls]

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Napoleon: Now you go for the tires, and I'll go right for the seat of the problem. Lafayette: Now, how come you always get the tender part? [stumbles on his own ear] Napoleon: Because I outrank you, that's why. Now stop beating your gums and sound the attack! [Lafayette barks several times] No, that's mess call! Lafeyette: Ha ha, makin' a mess of it huh? Napoleon: YOU can be REPLACED, you know.

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Abigail: What beautiful countryside. Amelia: Yes. So much like our own darling England. [She glances toward the river] I say, look over there. [Her sister's eyes widen. Thomas O'Malley, trying to save himself, is clutching a willow branch that is overhanging the river] Fancy that...a cat learning to swim. He's going about it all the wrong road. Abigail: We must correct him. [She always exists that everything be done in the correct manner] Amelia: Sir...sir! You are most fortunate we happened along. We're here to help you. You will never learn to swim properly with that willow branch in your mouth. [She bites into Thomas O'Malley's lifeline] Snip, snip. Here we go! Thomas O'Malley: Don't do that! Blub! [He sinks] Abigail: Oh, he takes to water like a fish, doesn't he? A very enthusiastic… Amelia: No, thank you! This is no time for fun and games! Abigail: Gracious, Amelia....you don't suppose....? Amelia: Oh yes! Yes I do. Bottoms up! Amelia and Abigail: Deeper!

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Thomas O'Malley: Ya know something? I like Uncle Waldo. Duchess: Especially when he's marinated.

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Napoleon: Lafayette. Lafayette. Listen. Lafayette: Shucks, Napoleon, that ain't nothin' but a li'l old cricket bug. Napoleon: It's squeaky shoes approachin'. Lafayette: Aw, cricket-bugs don't wear shoes. Napoleon: Hush yer mouth. Let's see. They're Oxford shoes. Size nine-and-a-half. Hole in the left sole, it sounds like. Lafayette: What color are they? Napoleon: Why, they're black;–– Now, how would I know that? [Edgar takes off his shoes and places them next to the haystack.] Hey! Now the squeaking has stopped. Lafayette: I still say it was a li'l old cricket bug. Napoleon: I'm the leader! I'll decide what it was! [pause] It was a li'l old cricket bug. Lafayette: I'll see ya in the morning, Napoleon.

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Lafeyette: D-D-D-D-Did y' see him? Napoleon: No, no, he sneaked up behind me and tailgated me. Lafeyette: Well he didn't hurt me; he hit me on the head! Napoleon: SHH. Listen. Sounds a one-wheeled old.... Lafeyette: A one-wheeled what? Napoleon: You're not gonna believe this, but it's a one-wheeled haystack! Hey! There it goes! Come on! After it! Lafayette: I got him! I got him! I got him! Napoleon: Ow! That's me! Thomas O'Malley: Well, there it is! My old pent-house pad! It's not exactly the Ritz, but it's peaceful an' quiet. Thomas O'Malley: [laughing] Ah! Oh, no! Sounds like Scat Cat and his gang have dropped by. Duchess: Ah! Friends of yours? Thomas O'Malley: Yeah, they're old buddies, and… well, they're real swingers. Duchess: Shwingers? [sic]. What is a shwinger? Thomas O'Malley: Well, not exactly your type, Duchess; maybe we'd better go somewhere else. Duchess: O no no no! I'd like to see your "pad" and meet your "Scat Cat". Thomas O'Malley: Well, okay. [They head over to the al

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Toulouse: I told you it was Edgar. Berlioz: Aw, shut up, Toulouse!

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Scat Cat: What's a little swinger like you doin' on our side of town? Roquefort: Oh, please, I was sent here for help! By a cat! Scat Cat: Why this is outrageous! It's crazy! Roquefort: Honest! He told me just to mention his name! Billy Boss: So? Start mentioning names, rodent! Roquefort: Oh, now, wait a minute. D-don't rush me. His name is - O'Toole. Scat Cat: I don't dig him. Strike one. Roquefort: O...O'Brien! Scat Cat: Strike two. Roquefort: Oh, boy. You believe me, don't you? Hit Cat: Keep talkin', Mousy. Roquefort: How about...O...Grady? Scat Cat: Mousy, you just struck out. [points a claw at Roquefort] Any last words? Roquefort: WHY DID I LISTEN TO THAT O’MALLEY CAT?! Alley Cats: [surprised] O'Malley?! Scat Cat: Hold it, cats! This little guy’s on the level! Roquefort: You’re darn tooting I’m on the level. Peppo: Oh, we didn’t mean to…to ruffle you, Squeaky. Roquefort: Don’t worry about me! O’Malley needs help. Duchess and kittens are in trouble! Scat Cat: C'mon, cats! We gotta

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O’Malley: Everybody out of here fast! Edgar: You’re going to Timbuktu if it’s the last thing I do!

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Lafayette: Hey, Napoleon, that sounds like the end. Napoleon: Wait a minute. I'm the leader. I'll say when it's the end. [the words "The End" hit him on the head] And This Is the end. [thud]