Oliver & Company

Huey Lewis: 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 settin' stages there / They're always turnin' pages there for you / Ain't it great the way it all begins in New York City Boy: Let me have one, please. Huey Lewis: Right away, you're makin' time and makin' friends Oliver: [Meowing] Huey Lewis: No one cares where you were yesterday Girl: [Giggles] Huey Lewis: 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 / Believin' that you're the guy / They're dyin' to see / 'Cause a dream's no crime / Now once upon a time Huey Lewis: Once upon a time in New York City / If it's always once upon a time in New York City Huey Lewis: Why does nightfall find ya feelin' so alone? / How could anyone stay starry-eyed, when it's rainin' cats and dogs outside? / And the rain is saying, "Now you're on you

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Einstein: [Snoring as Tito bounces on his nose] Huh? Francis: [annoyed, to Tito] Tito! Stop that racket! I'm trying to watch this show. [Tito glares at him.] Macbeth actor: There would have been time for such a word! Francis: [Mouthing Words] Oh, tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow creeps... in this petty pace from day to day and all... our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Tito: Hey, Frankie, whatcha watchin'? Hey, does he get the girl? I mean, what happens? Francis: Shut up, you little rodent. Tito: Hey, man, this stuff is boring, man. Come on, let's watch some boxing. I wanna see some action [Laughing] Hey, Frankie, ¿Que paso? You're getting slow, man. [Laughs] Francis: My name is Francis. Fran-cis. Not Frank. Not Frankie. Francis. Tito: No kidding, man? Hey, so what did you bring in today, "Frahn-cees"? Francis: It's none of your business, you intrusive little pipsqueak. Einstein: Look what I got. Francis: [sarcastically] Oh, good show, Einstein. Now, all we need is

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Winston: Rise and shine, Georgette. [flicks a switch] Your public awaits. Georgette: [Yawning] Georgette: [sings] Girl, we've got work to do, [She dabs her paw in eyeshadow paint and puts it on her left eyelid.] Pass me the paint and glue. Perfect isn't easy, [She shakes her hair which throws off the curlers and retracts in its groomed formation with a pink bow on her head.] But... it's... me. / When one knows the world is watching, / One does what one must. [Georgette dabs her ears in powder and pats the powder around her head, to which the powder turns into a heart-shaped cloud, followed by smaller ones, as Georgette massages her blue fur coating like a woman's pair of breasts.] Some minor adjustments, darling, Not for my vanity, but for humanity, [Georgette walks away from the mirror and poses in front of the fireplace.] Each little step a pose, see how the breeding shows, (Ugh!) [One of her trophies is then shown, as Georgette does another pose.] Sometimes it's too much for even me

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Man On TV: Now for $200... Rita: Where's the kid? Dodger: We tailed him all the way up the Park. [Panting] We never had a chance. Tito: You should see this place, man. There's gotta be, maybe... two hundred people livin' there. Rita: You guys, we can't let the kid take the heat for us. Tito: Yeah, man. If we don't get him, they're gonna torture that kid. Francis: What in Heaven's name are we waiting for? Einstein: But what about Fagin? Francis: Alas, our beleaguered benefactor bearing the brunt of our futile endeavours. Tito: Gimme a break! Speak English, Frankie! Francis: [escalating anger] Francis, Francis, [snaps] Francis! Dodger: [steps in between the two] Cool it! [Tito blows a raspberry in front of Francis. Dodger glares at Tito, who minds his own business.] Now we got work to do. First, we'll spring the kid. Then, we'll take care of the old man. All right? Tito: Yeah! That's right, man! He's family! He's blood! Francis: Here, here! Dodger: Okay, troops. Our mission begins at day

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Jenny: [leaving for school] Bye, Winston! Goodbye, Oliver! [She hops on the school bus.] Girl: Hi, Jenny. Sit over here. Dodger: All right, listen up. We checked it out. All we gotta do is... Tito: [worried] Oh, man! He's dead meat now! Francis: [determined] I'll handle that ruffian. Winston: [watching live wrestling on TV] Body slam! Body slam! Oh, come on, you fool! Hit him! Hit him! [hears the doorbell] Oh, bother. Dodger: Einy, get outta there! Einstein: Huh? [He then hides for cover from Winston, who opens the door.] Winston: Huh? Yes? Who is it? [He sees Francis laying on the doorstep and playing dead from yesterday.] Francis: [Moaning] Winston: Oh, my. [He notices it's Francis from yesterday as Francis licks his face.] You! [Francis tugs on Winston's apron.] I'll show you, you, you... [As he chases Francis down the sidewalk, the rest of the Compan hustles inside the house.] Come back here! [The door closes behind them.] What... [The door opens, allowing Francis inside, and then

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Jenny: [reading directions] "Turn left... right when you get to the big propeller." Oh, Georgette, I can't read this. It says... No, that... No, that's not right. It's left. [helplessly] Oh, Georgette, where are we? Georgette: [Wheezing, exhaustedly] Jenny: I think we're lost. Georgette: [Yelping] Jenny: Stick close, Georgette. It's creepy down here. Fagin: He's late. I drew a perfectly good map. [checks his watches] Well, there was a few smudges on it, okay. I went outside the line with the green crayon... but not that much. Rita: [sadly] Oh, Dodge. Fagin: A child could read that map. Dodger: Hey, Rita, they never laid a paw on me. Fagin: Ooh, wait. What if he comes, and he's huge and mean? Jenny: Excuse me, sir. Fagin: [Yelping] It's the F.B.I.! I didn't do it! I didn't do it! I was framed! Oh-ho-ho! Whaa... [Groans & wheezes before noticing it's Jenny] Listen, little girl, this is a tough neighborhood. You'd better go home. Tito: [Kissing Sounds] Georgette: Ugh! Jenny: I can't. I'm

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