Lady and the Tramp II: Scamp's Adventure

Annette: Oh, excellent! I love getting a bath! Collette: It makes my fur so silky smooth! Danielle: Yeah! Heh-heh! [they start arguing over who goes first] Wait a minute! Scamp: [grossed out] Gah. I hate baths. Tramp: Just the same, Scamp. When you live in a house, you need to be clean. Scamp: Heh. Well, then, I'm glad I'm a wild dog!

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Jim Dear: Tramp, I hope you're not making a mess in there. Tramp: All right, Whirlwind, time to settle down. Why don't you go play with Junior?

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Jim Dear: Scamp! Oh, no! What a mess! Junior: Uh-oh. Jim Dear: This time, you've gone too far! You've left me no choice. [Scamp nervously backs away and bumps into Tramp, who has an angry look on his face. Scamp has an "Uh-oh!" look on his face, and gives a nervous laugh] Some dogs just have to learn the hard way. [Scamp whimpers as he's about to be chained to the doghouse] Maybe chaining you up will teach you a lesson. I'm sorry, Pal, but I just don't know what else to do. Danielle: [tsking] Serves him right. Collette: Simply incorrigible. Annette: He brought this on himself. Collette: [sighs] Now we'll need another bath! Lady: [softly] Tramp? [walks up to Tramp and sits next to him.] Tramp: [sadly] Best thing Jim Dear could've done for our boy; chaining him up. Lady: Oh, Tramp. He's never been chained up before. He's just a pup. Tramp: He has to learn to live by the rules of the house. Firm discipline molds a pup into a dog. Lady: [laughs once, softly] You turned out pretty good. Tra

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Buster: Angel, Angel. Talk to me. Who's the king of the Junkyard? Angel: [sarcastically] Oh, you are, Buster. And it's quite a kingdom you've got here. Buster: Ha-ha. That's my girl. Angel: [to buster too soon as he turns away, angered] I'm not your girl. [under her breath] I don't belong to anyone.

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Buster: I'm the top dog around here. And nobody joins the junkyard dogs unless I say so. So, what's your name, sport? Scamp: Name's Scamp. Buster: Well, howdy, Scamperoo. So, you saw us having some fun and thought you'd join right in, huh? Scamp: Yeah, sure. Buster: Hey, I hate to break the news to ya, champ, but not many house dogs get to run in this pack. Scamp: I'm not a house dog. Buster: Oh, you're not? [gesturing to Scamp's collar] Then what's this badge of respectability hangin' around your neck?

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Buster: All right, all right. That is not what happened. He met this girl, see? Queen of a kennel club set. Even her prissy little name...still leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Lady. Angel: But he met his true love. Buster: He betrayed me! You can't have a family and still be a junkyard dog. So I gave Tramp a choice. It's either me or her. And he picked life on the end of a chain. Hooked up with a real powder puff. Sleepin' on carpets. Free room and board! Livin' the cushy pillow life! And that's when I learned the first rule about being a junkyard dog: "Buster's trouble is Buster's trouble". [notices the way Scamp scratches] Hey, hey-hey-hey. The Tramp used to scratch like that. [sniffs Scamp] You ain't related, are ya? Scamp: Who, me? No way! Buster: Good. 'Cause if you were, you'd be kibble. [snaps stick in half with teeth] Scamp: [gulp and chuckles nervously] Right, Buster.

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