Lady and the Tramp

# This is the night

# It's a beautiful night

# And they call it bella notte

# Look at the skies

# They have stars in their eyes

# On this lovely bella notte

# So take the love

# Of your loved one

# You'll need it about this time

# To keep from falling like a star

# When you make that dizzy climb

# For this is the night

# And the heavens are right

# On this lovely

# Bella notte

# On this lovely

# Bella notte. #

# Silent as a snowflake in the night

# Holy is the spirit of this night

# All the world is calm and peaceful

# All the world is bright and joyful

# Spirit of love

# And child of peace

# Love unending

# That shall not cease

# Peace, my children

# Of goodwill

# Peace, my children

# Peace be still. #

It's for you, darling.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, Jim, dear.

It's the one I was admiring, isn't it?

Trimmed with ribbons? DOG WHIMPERS

Well, it has a ribbon.

SHE GASPS

Oh, how sweet.

-You like her, darling?

-Oh, I love her.

What a perfectly beautiful little lady.

Come on, Lady. Over here.

That's a girl.

There, now. A nice little bed for you.

But Jim, dear, are you sure she'll be warm enough?

Why, of course, darling. She'll be snug as a bug in a...

Uh-oh!

Almost forgot something.

There.

Good night, Lady.

Now, now, don't worry, darling.

She'll go right to sleep.

No, no, Lady.

This is where you belong, right here.

LADY WHIMPERS Oh, look.

She's lonesome.

Don't you think maybe? Just for tonight?

Darling, if we're going to show her who's master,

we must be firm from the very beginning.

LADY WHIMPERS

-POUNDING ON CEILING

-Lady!

Stop that now!

Stop it!

LADY WHIMPERS

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

LADY HOWLS

-POUNDING ON DOOR

-Lady!

Quiet, now. You hear me?

Back to bed!

Quick, now.

Not one more sound.

CLOCK CHIMES

DOOR SCRAPES

SNORING

LADY WHIMPERS Jim, dear.

JIM GROANS

LADY WHIMPERS

Aw, Jim.

Hmm? What?

LADY HOWLS

JIM YAWNS

Oh, all right.

But remember, just for tonight.

COCKEREL CROWS

CLOCK CHIMES

Mmm.

-JIM YAWNS

-All right, Lady. All right.

I'm up. I'm up, Lady.

Oh, no!

What's wrong, Jim? What is it?

Can't you explain to Lady about Sundays?

LADY BARKS

LADY GROWLS

BICYCLE BELL RINGS

Have you noticed, darling, since we've had Lady

we see less and less of those disturbing headlines?

Yes, I just don't know how we ever got along without her.

Say, she must be about six months old.

We'd better be getting her a licence.

Hope it fits.

My, but it does look nice.

So grown up.

Won't Jock and Trusty be surprised?

DOG HUMS

# Four steps straight and then to the left

# And right to the place where I marked it

# With a bonnie, bonnie bone that I buried for me own

# In my bonnie, bonnie bank in the backyard. #

A-ha, that's a grand sight.

Jock!

Oh, Jock!

Hello, Jock.

Oh! Oh, it's you, lassie.

Notice anything different?

Er...you've had a bath?

No, not that.

You've had your nails clipped?

Uh-uh. Guess again.

Well, I wouldn't a-be knowin'.

Why-o, lassie.

A bonnie new collar.

Do you like it?

Aye. JOCK SNIFFS

Mmm. It must be very expensive.

-Have you shown it to Trusty yet?

-No.

Ah, we'd best go at once.

You know how sensitive he is aboot these things.

TRUSTY SNORES

TRUSTY WHIMPERS

TRUSTY HOWLS

He's dreaming.

Aye.

Dreamin' of those bonnie bygone days

when he and his grandfather were trackin' criminals

through the swamps.

-They were?

-That was before...

Before what?

'Tis time you knew the truth, lassie.

It shouldn't have happened to a dog.

But, well...

Trusty has lost his sense of smell.

-LADY GASPS

-No!

-Aye.

But we must never let on that we know, lassie.

It would break his poor heart.

Er...which way did he go?

Which way did he go?

-Go?

-Yeah, big fella,

about, er, six-foot-two...

-TRUSTY SNIFFS

-..no, er, three,

wore a striped suit, no collar.

Why, Miss Lady.

You have a collar.

Mm-hm. And a licence.

My, my.

-How time does fly.

-Aye.

It seems only yesterday she was

cuttin' her teeth on Jim Dear's slippers,

and noo there she is, a full-grown lady.

Wearin' the greatest honour man can bestow.

The badge of faith and respectability.

That's right, Miss Lady.

As my grandpappy, Old Reliable, used to say...

I don't recollect if I've ever mentioned Old Reliable before.

Aye, you have, laddie.

Oh, yeah.

-JIM WHISTLES

-Ooh, it's Jim Dear.

Please excuse me.

Hello there, Lady.

Come on, beat you home.

Oh, you win again.

Steady, now.

Steady.

Well, what have we here?

Oh, big girl now, huh?

All right.

Oh, ladies first.

You know, darling, with Lady here,

I'd say life is quite complete.

Yes, dear.

I don't imagine anything could ever take her place in our hearts.

STEAM HISSES

TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS

TRAIN CHUGS

HE SHUDDERS

Ah! What a day!

Well, now to dig up some breakfast.

-Hmm?

-HE CHUCKLES

Aw, cute little rascals.

Cootchie-cootchie-coo.

Now, that breakfast, let's see.

Bernie's?

Mmm. No.

Francois?

No, no.

Nope. Too much starch. Ah!

Tony's. Oh, that's it.

I haven't been there in a week.

# A beautiful day to make pizza

# Hey, still we call it bella notte. #

Well, buon giorno, Butch.

You want-a your breakfast, eh?

OK. The boss, he's a-saving some a-nice bones for you.

Breakfast comin' up from a-left field.

Ah-ha-ha! Good catch!

WHISTLING

Whoa, boy, whoa.

WHISTLING CONTINUES

HUMMING

Hey. Psst. Psst.

Blimey.

-Look, Peg, it's the Tramp.

-Shh.

Hiya, handsome. Come to join the party?

All right. No time for wisecracks.

I've got to get you out.

I'm telling you, the pressure's on.

Signs all over town.

-Gee, thanks.

-You're a bit of all right, chum.

-OK, OK, get going.

-Hey! What's going on over there?

->

Scram. And be careful.

TRAMP SNARLS Why, you mangy mutt.

Hey! Let go. Let go of me.

Well, Snob Hill. Ha!

Hi, gals. How's pickings?

Pretty slim, eh?

Yeah. I'll bet they've got a lid on every trash can.

Uh-oh. And a fence around every tree.

HE CHUCKLES

I wonder what the leash and collar set does for excitement.

Lassie. Lassie!

Oh, Miss Lady, ma'am.

Miss Lady!

Ah! Good morning, lassie.

'Tis a bonnie, braw, bright day, er...

the day.

Why, Miss Lady.

Is something wrong?

Aye. Tell us, lassie.

-If somebody's been mistreatin' ya...

-Oh, no, Jock.

It's something I've done, I guess.

You?

It must be. Jim Dear and Darling are acting so...

DARLING HUMS

HUMMING CONTINUES

-"Jim Dear" and "Darling"?

-Hush, lad.

Now, lassie,

get on with the details.

Well, I first noticed it

the other day when Jim Dear came home.

CLOCK CHIMES

LADY BARKS

Down, Lady, down!

Darling, darling!

Are you all right?

Of course I am. Why shouldn't I be?

I just can't help worrying.

After all, in your condition,

alone here all day,

and walking that dog...

-"That dog"!

-"That dog"?

He's never called me that before.

Well, now, lassie,

I wouldnae worry my wee head about that.

Remember, they're only humans, after all.

That's right, Miss Lady.

As my grandpappy, Old Reliable, used to say...

I don't recollect if I've ever mentioned Old Reliable before.

Aye, you have, laddie...

-frequently.

-Oh, yeah.

But now Darling is... Well...

We've always enjoyed our afternoon romp together,

but yesterday...

CLOCK CHIMES

LADY BARKS

DARLING HUMS

LADY WHINES

No, Lady. No walk today.

HUMMING CONTINUES

LADY BARKS

No, Lady.

Not now.

Lady!

Drop that, Lady!

Drop it, I say.

It didn't hurt, really.

But Darling has never struck me...before.

HE CHUCKLES Now, lassie.

Do not take it too seriously.

After all, at a time like this...

Why, yes, you see, Miss Lady,

there comes a time in the life of all humans when, er...

Well, as they put it, er...

birds and the bees?

Or... Well, er...

the stork, you know, er, no?

-Well, er...

-What he's trying to say, lassie,

is Darling is expecting a wee bairn.

Bairn?

He means a baby, Miss Lady.

Oh.

What's a baby?

Well, they resemble humans.

But I'd say a mite smaller.

Aye. And they walk on all fours.

And if I remember correctly, they bellow a lot.

Aye. And they're very expensive.

You will no' be permitted to play wi' it.

But they're mighty sweet.

And very, very soft.

-Just a cute little bundle...

-HE CHUCKLES

..of trouble.

Yeah. They scratch, pinch, pull ears...

Aw, but shucks. Any dog can take that.

It's what they do to your happy home.

Move it over, will you, friend?

Homewreckers, that's what they are.

Look here, laddie. Who are you to barge in?

The voice of experience, buster.

-TRAMP CHUCKLES

-Just wait till Junior gets here.

You get the urge for a nice comfortable scratch,

and, "Put that dog out!

"He'll get fleas all over the baby."

You start barking at some strange mutt.

TRAMP BARKS

"Stop that racket. You'll wake the baby."

And then!

Then they hit you in the room and board department.

Remember those nice, juicy cuts of beef?

Forget them.

Leftover baby food.

And that nice, warm bed by the fire?

HE CHUCKLES

THUNDERCLAP

A leaky doghouse.

-Oh, dear.

-Do not listen, lassie.

No human is that cruel.

Of course not, Miss Lady.

Why, everybody knows

a dog's best friend is his human.

TRAMP LAUGHS

Oh, come on now, fellas.

You haven't fallen for that old line now, have you?

Aye. And we've no need for mongrels and their radical ideas.

Off with you, now. Off with you!

-OK, Sandy.

-The name's Jock.

-OK, Jock.

-Heather Lad of Glencairn to you!

OK, OK, OK.

But remember this, Pigeon.

A human heart has only so much room for love and affection.

When a baby moves in,

the dog moves out.

Uh-huh.

Oh, let's see. That'll be about...

Oh, well.

HAMMERING

Darling?

There isn't any way we can tell for sure

what it's going to be, is there?

I'm afraid not.

Nobody ever knows for certain.

All we can do is hope.

CLOCK CHIMES

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

JIM YAWNS

WIND HOWLS

DOOR CLOSES

Darling, are you sure you want watermelon?

Mm-hm.

-Oh, and some chop suey too.

-Chop su...

Oh, all right, darling.

DOOR SHUTS

GIGGLING AND CHATTERING

The cutest thing.

-Those booties!

-That bonnet.

-Too adorable.

-Don't you just love showers?

I've never seen you more beautiful.

Isn't she absolutely radiant?

That's just what I told Bill.

"Bill", I said, "Darling looks positively radiant."

In all my days, "I've never seen anyone as radiant."

MEN LAUGH

Aw, Jim, you look terrible.

Absolutely horrible.

I never saw you look worse.

Cheer up, Jim. Old Doc Jones has never lost a father yet.

LAUGHTER

THUNDERCLAP

Yes, Aunt Sarah, it's a boy.

Uh-huh, a boy. And...

What's that?

Eyes?

Oh, what colour are they?

Well... Oh, gosh.

I-I forgot to look.

A boy. It's a boy, it's a... Doctor!

Doctor, it's a boy!

Yes, yes, I know.

Uh-huh, a boy.

Oh, boy, oh, boy!

It's a boy, it's a boy, it's a boy!

'Hello? Hello, Jim?

'Are you there, Jim?

'Central, we've been cut off.

'Hello? Hello?

'Hello!'

BABY CRIES

CRYING CONTINUES

'What is a baby?'

# I just can't understand

# It must be something wonderful

# It must be something grand

# Cos everybody's smiling

# In a kind and wistful way

# And they haven't even noticed

# That I am around today... #

JIM WHISTLES

'What is a baby, anyway?'

BABY CRIES

# Oh, what is a baby?

# I must find out today

# What makes Jim Dear and Darling

# Act this way? #

BABY COOS

DARLING HUMS

# Oh, my little star sweeper

# I'll sweep the stardust

# For you

SHE HUMS

# Little soft, fluffy sleeper

# Here comes a pink cloud

# For you

SHE HUMS

# Little wandering angel

# Fold up your wings

# Close your eyes

SHE HUMS

# And may love be your keeper. #

SHE HUMS

There, now,

little star sweeper.

Dream on.

Well, that should do it.

We've got enough here to take us halfway to China.

-Darling.

-Darling!

We haven't much time.

Jim, I just can't leave him.

He's still so small and helpless.

He'll be all right.

Now come on. If he wakes up we'll never get away.

Jim, I feel so guilty deserting him like this.

Nonsense.

Hey. What's the matter with Lady?

She thinks we're running out on him.

Oh, don't worry, old girl.

We'll be back in a few days.

And Aunt Sarah will be here.

-With you here to help her...

-DOORBELL RINGS

There's the old girl now.

Coming, Aunt Sarah. Coming!

Sorry I'm late, dears. Hope I haven't kept you waiting.

-Let me take your things.

-No, no.

No fussing. I know my way around.

On your way, now. Mustn't miss your train.

Have a good time, and don't worry about a thing.

Goodbye, dears. Goodbye, goodbye.

TOGETHER: Goodbye.

Now to see that big nephew of mine.

Cootchie-cootchie-coo. BABY COOS

Oh, you adorable little...

Good gracious! What are you doing here?

Go on, now. Shoo, shoo. Scat. Get out of here.

BABY CRIES Aw, there, there.

Aunt Sarah won't let that dog frighten you any more.

No, no, no.

BABY CRIES

# Rock-a-bye, baby on the treetop

# When the wind blows... #

# We are Siamese if you please

PURRING

# We are Siamese if you don't please

# Now we looking over our new domicile

# If we like we stay for maybe quite a while... #

LADY BARKS

Do you seeing that thing swimming round and round?

Yes.

Maybe we can reaching in and make it drown.

If we sneaking up upon it carefully...

There will be a head for you, a tail for me.

BOWL CRASHES

BABY CRIES

Do you hear what I hear?

A baby cry.

# Where we're finding baby there are milk nearby

# If we look in baby buggy there could be

# Plenty milk for you

# And also some for me. #

LADY GROWLS

CATS SCREECH

LADY BARKS

What's going on down there?

Merciful heavens! My darlings.

My precious pets. YOWLING

Oh. Ooh, that wicked animal,

attacking my poor, innocent little angels.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

What can I do for you?

I want a muzzle. A good, strong muzzle.

Oh, yes, ma'am. Now here's our latest.

Combination leash and muzzle.

Now, we'll just slip it on like this,

and... No! No, no, no.

Nice doggy. No, don't wiggle.

Steady, now.

Now... Now, now.

Careful, you little...

Watch out.

-Careful, doggy.

-Come back!

Get over here, I say. Come back here.

HORN BEEPS

BELL RINGS

BARKING

SNARLING

GROWLING

WHIMPERING

TRAMP PANTS

Hey, Pige, what are you doing on this side of the tracks?

I thought you...

Wh...?

Aw, you poor kid.

Oh, we've got to get this off.

Hmm.

I think I know the very place.

Come on.

Well, here we are.

-The zoo?

-Sure.

No, no. This way.

Follow me.

GUARD HUMS

-Oh.

-What's the matter, Pige?

-We can't go in.

-Why not?

The sign says... Yeah, well, that's...

-That's the angle.

-Angle?

Look. We'll just wait for the right...

Uh-oh. Here we are now.

Just lay low.

TRAMP WHISTLES

TRAMP BARKS

-Hey, you!

-I beg your pardon.

-Were you addressing...?

-What's the matter? Can't you read?

Why, yes, in several languages.

Oh, a wise guy, eh?

All right, now, what's this creature doing here?

-He's not my dog.

-Oh, he's not, eh?

Go away. Get down.

Go on. Why, certainly not, officer.

I suppose you'll be tellin' me next

it was the dog that was whistling, eh?

-I'm certain I don't know.

-Oh! So I'm a liar now, am I?

Well, you listen to me.

A-ha! Resisting an officer of the law.

You're going to pay.

Ow! Pull a knife on me, will you?

Trying to assassinate me, you are.

Carrying concealed weapons.

ARGUING CONTINUES

Come on, Pige.

The place is ours.

ARGUING CONTINUES

We'd better go through this place from A to Z.

Apes.

No, no. No use even asking them.

-They wouldn't understand.

-They wouldn't?

Uh-uh. Too closely related to humans.

Uh-oh.

Alligators. Now there's an idea.

Say, Al, do you suppose you could nip this contraption off for us?

Glad to oblige.

Whoa. Whoa!

HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER

Ha! If anybody ever needed a muzzle, it's him.

-Timber!

-Pigeon, look out!

Now what harebrained idiot would...

Hey, look. A beaver.

There's the answer to our problem.

Let me see here.

Six-foot-six and seven-sixteenth inches.

Pardon me, friend.

-I wonder if you'd do us a little...

-Busy, sonny. Busy.

Can't stop to gossip now.

Got to slide this sycamore to the...

..swamp.

Well, this will only take a second.

Only a second? Listen, sonny.

Do you realise every second, 70 centimetres of water

is wasted over that spillway?

-Yeah, but...

-Gotta get this log movin', sonny.

Gotta get it moving.

It ain't the cuttin' takes the time.

It's the doggone haulin'.

BEAVER STRAINS

The haulin'. Exactly.

-Now, what you need...

-I'd better bisect this section here.

What you need is a log puller.

I said a log puller!

I ain't deaf, sonny.

There's no need to...

Did you say log puller?

And by a lucky coincidence you see before you,

modelled by the lovely little lady,

the new, improved,

patented, handy dandy, never-fail little giant log puller -

the busy beaver's friend.

You don't say?

Guaranteed not to wear, tear, rip or ravel.

Turn around, sister, and show the customer the merchandise.

And it cuts log-hauling time 66%.

66%, eh?

Think of that.

-Well, how's it work?

-Why, it's no work at all.

You merely slip this ring over the limb like this,

and haul it off.

Er, say...

you mind if I slip it on for size?

Help yourself, friend.

OK. Don't mind if I do.

How do you get the consarned thing off, sonny?

Glad you brought that up, friend.

To remove it, simply place the strap between your teeth...

-Like this?

-Correct, friend. Now bite hard.

You see?

It's off.

Say, that is simple.

Well, friend, we'll be on our way now, so...

Uh-uh. Not so fast now, sonny...

I'll have to make certain it's satisfactory

before we settle on a price.

Oh, no, it's all yours, friend.

You can keep it.

I can, eh?

I can?

Uh-huh. It's a free sample.

Well, thanks a lot.

Thanks ever so...

Say!

It works swell.

But when she put that horrible muzzle on me...

Say no more. I get the whole picture.

Aunts. Cats. Muzzles.

Well, that's what comes of tying yourself down to one family.

Haven't you a family?

One for every day of the week.

The point is, none of them have me.

I'm afraid I don't understand.

It's simple.

-You see...

-TRAMP SNIFFS

-Hey.

-SNIFFS AGAIN

Something tells me it's suppertime.

Come on. I'll show you what I mean.

Now take the Schultzes here.

Little Fritzie,

that's me, Pige,

makes this his Monday home.

-Monday home?

-Ach, ja.

-GERMAN ACCENT:

-Monday is Mama Schultz

cooking der Wiener Schnitzel.

Mmm.

Delicious.

-IRISH ACCENT:

-O'Brien's is where little Mike,

that's me again, Pige,

-comes of a Tuesday.

-Of a Tuesday?

Begorra. And that's when they're havin'

their darlin' corned beef.

You see, Pige,

when you're footloose and collar-free,

well, you take nothing but the best.

-SINGING IN ITALIAN

-Hey!

Tony's!

Of course - the very place for a very special occasion.

This way, Pige. I have my own private entrance.

Wait here.

Just one minute. I'm a-comin'. I'm...

What's a-matter? Somebody's a-makin' da April Fool with...

TRAMP BARKS

Oh, hello, Butch.

Where you been so long?

Hey, Joe, look who's here.

Well, what do you know? It's Butch.

Hey, hey, hey!

Joe, bring some bones for Butchy before he eat me up.

-JOE CHUCKLES

-OK, Tony. OK.

Bones a-coming up.

TRAMP BARKS

Huh?

Ahh! What's this?

Hey, Joe, look.

Butchy, he's got a new girlfriend.

Well, a son of a gun!

He's a got a cockerel Spanish a-girl.

Hey, she's a pretty sweet kiddo, Butch.

You take-a Tony's advice and a-settle down with this-a one, eh?

"This a-one"?

This one. This... Oh!

Tony, you know,

he's a-not a-speaking English a-pretty good.

TRAMP CLEARS HIS THROAT

Now, first we fix-a the table.

-Here's your bones, Tony.

-OK, bones. Bones?

What's the matter with you, Joe? I break-a your face.

Tonight, Butch, he gets the best in the house.

OK, Tony, you're the boss.

Now, tell me, what's your pleasure?

A la carte? Dinner?

TRAMP BARKS

A-ha. OK.

Hey, Joe.

Butch-a, he says

he wants-a two spaghetti special.

Heavy on the meats-a ball.

Tony, dogs don't talk.

-He's a-talkin' to me!

-OK, he's a-talkin' to you.

You the boss.

-Mamma mia.

-HE GRUMBLES IN ITALIAN

Now here you are.

The best spaghetti in town.

TRAMP SLURPS

# For this is the night

# It's a beautiful night

# And we call it

# Bella notte

# Look at the skies

# They have stars in their eyes

# On this lovely bella notte

# Side by side

# With your loved one

# You'll find enchantment here

# The night will weave its magic spell

# When the one you love is near

# For

BOTH: # This is the night

# And the heavens are right

# On this lovely

# Bella notte. #

# This is the night

# It's a beautiful night

# And we call it

# Bella notte

# Look at the skies

# They have stars in their eyes

# On this lovely

# Bella notte

# Side by side with your loved one

# You'll find enchantment here

# The night will weave its magic spell

# When the one you love is near

# For this is the night

# And the heavens are right

# On this lovely

# Bella notte. #

COCKEREL CROWS

Oh! Oh, dear.

Is something wrong, Pige?

-It's morning.

-Yeah.

So it is.

I should have been home hours ago.

Why? Because you still believe in

that "in the faithful old dog tray" routine?

Aw, come on, Pige.

Open up your eyes.

Open my eyes?

To what a dog's life can really be.

I'll show you what I mean.

Look down there. Tell me what you see.

Well, I see nice homes with yards and fences.

Exactly. Life on a leash.

Look again, Pige.

There's a great big hunk of world down there

with no fence around it,

where two dogs can find adventure and excitement,

and beyond those distant hills,

who knows what wonderful experiences?

And it's all ours for the taking, Pige.

It's all ours.

It sounds wonderful.

But?

But who'd watch over the baby?

You win.

Come on.

I'll take you home.

WHISTLING

-TRAMP HUMS

-# It's a beautiful night

# And they call it... #

CHICKENS CLUCK

Not to change the subject, but...

ever chased chickens?

I should say not!

Oh, ho! Then you've never lived.

-But we shouldn't.

-I know.

That's what makes it fun.

Aw, come on, kid.

Start building some memories.

But we... We won't hurt the chickens?

Hurt 'em? No!

We'll just stir 'em up a bit.

Just look at those fat, lazy biddies.

Why, they should've been up hours ago.

TRAMP BARKS

SQUAWKING

Some fun, eh, kid?

Hey, what's going on in there?

-GUNSHOT

-What's that?

That's the signal to get going. Come on.

GUNSHOTS

-This is living, eh, kid?

-Is it?

Come on, Pige. Follow me.

You know, there's a little bit of bird dog in all of us, eh, Pige?

Pige? Pige?

Pige? Where are you, Pige?

Pige?

Pigeon?

Oh, Pige!

DOGS HOWLING AND BARKING

HOWLS MOURNFULLY

HOWLING CONTINUES

WHIMPERING

Hey. Hey, Dachsie, how we coming?

Just one more chorus and we're out.

OK. On a downbeat.

One, two... CLANKING

Put her in number four, Bill,

-while I check her licence number.

-OK.

All right, baby, in here.

Well, look, yous guys, Miss Park Avenue herself.

Blimey.

A regular bloomin' debutante.

Yeah. And pipe the crown jewel she's wearin'.

Hey, whatcha in for, sweetheart?

Putting fleas on the butler?

All right, you guys. Lay off, will you?

Aw, what's the matter, Peg?

We was only havin' a bit of sport, we was.

Can't you see the poor kid's scared enough already?

-Pay no attention, my little ochi chernye.

-That's right, dearie.

They don't mean no real harm.

It's like Gorky says in Lower Depths, quote,

"Miserable being must find more miserable being,

"then he's happy," unquote.

Boris is a philosopher.

Besides, little bublichki,

wearing licence here,

that is like waving,

you should excuse the expression,

red flag in front of bull.

My licence?

But what's wrong with it?

There ain't nothin' wrong with it, dearie.

Confidential, there's not one dog here

who would not give left hind leg for such a knick-knack.

That's your passport to freedom, honey.

-Without it...

-CLANKING

Hey. Hey, yous guys, look.

Poor Nutsy is takin' the long walk.

Where is he taking him?

Through the one-way door, sister.

DOOR LOCKS

You... You mean he's...

Oh, well. A short life and a merry one.

Yeah, that's what the Tramp always says.

-The Tramp?

-Now there's a bloke

what never gets caught.

He's given the slip to every dogcatcher in this burg.

You won't believe this, dearie,

but no matter how tight a jam he's in,

that Tramp always finds some way out.

I can quite easily believe that.

Ah, but remember, my friends,

even Tramp has his Achilles heel.

Pardon me, amigo. What is this "chilli heel"?

Achilles heel, Pedro.

This is meaning his, er, weaknesses.

Oh. Oh, the dames. Yeah.

He has an eye for a well-turned paw, he has.

Let's see. There's been Lulu.

Yeah, and Trixie.

Und Fifi.

And my sister,

Rosita Chiquita Juanita Chihuahua,

I think.

What a dog.

Yeah. Tell us about it, Peg.

What a dog!

Peg used to be in the Dog and Pony Follies.

# He's a tramp

# But they love him

# Breaks a new heart every day

# He's a tramp

# They adore him

# And I only hope he'll stay that way

-# He's a tramp

-HOWLING

# He's a scoundrel

-# He's a rounder

-WHIMPERING

# He's a cad

# He's a tramp

# But I love him

# Yes, even I have got it pretty bad

-HOWLING

-# You can never tell

# When he'll show up

# He gives you plenty of trouble

# I guess he's just a no-count pup

# But I wish that he were double

-# He's a tramp

-Bum-bum-bum-ruff

-# He's a rover

-Bum-bum-bum-ruff

# And there's nothin' more to say

# Bum-bum-bum-ruff

# If he's a tramp

# He's a good one

# And I wish that I could travel his way

# Wish that I could travel his way

# Wish that I could travel his way. #

Yeah.

But he never takes them serious.

Ah, but some day

he is meeting someone different.

Some delicate, fragile creature

who's giving him a wish to shelter and protect.

Like Miss Park Avenue here, eh, matey?

Mm-hm. Could be.

-But when he does...

-Yeah. I'm way ahead of you.

Under the spell of true love...

The poor chump grows careless...

The Cossacks are picking him up...

And it's curtains for the Tramp.

DOOR OPENS

It's the little cocker, Bill.

-In number four.

-OK.

All right, baby.

They've come to take you home.

You're too nice a girl to be in this place.

Courage, man.

Courage!

But, er...

I've never even considered matrimony.

Nor I.

But no matter which of us she accepts,

we'll always be the best of friends.

Now remember,

not a word about her unfortunate experience.

-We don't want to hurt her feelings.

-Uh, yeah.

-Yeah.

Lassie.

-Miss Lady, ma'am.

-Please, I don't want to see anybody.

Now, now, lassie.

Don't feel that way about it.

Of course not, Miss Lady.

Why, some of the finest people I ever tracked down

-were jailbirds.

-Quiet!

You great loony!

Er, please, lassie.

We've come with a proposition,

for helpin' you.

Help me? What do you mean?

Well, now...

You see, lassie...

Neither of us is as young as we used to be.

But we're still in the prime of life.

Aye.

And we've both got very comfortable homes.

That's right. Where we know

you'll be welcome and appreciated, Miss Lady.

So...so, to come directly to the point...

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

If you could, er,

find it possible to, er...

to, er...

You're both very kind, and I do appreciate it,

-but...

-Oh, Pigeon.

Oh, Pi...

Oh! Oh, hi, boys.

Anything new in the kennel club set?

A little something I picked up for you, Pige.

Hmmpf.

Looks like I'm the one that's in the doghouse.

If this person is annoying you, Miss Lady...

We'll gladly throw the rascal out.

That won't be necessary. Thank you.

Very well, ma'am.

You... You...

mongrel!

Aw, come on, Pige.

-It wasn't my fault.

-Hmmpf.

I thought you were right behind me, honest.

When I heard they'd taken you to the pound...

Don't even mention that horrible place.

I was so embarrassed and...

-and frightened.

-Oh, now, now.

Who could ever harm a cute little trick like you?

Trick? Trick!

-That reminds me, who is Trixie?

-Trixie?

And Lulu and Fifi and Rosita Chiquita wh...

-whatever her name is.

-Chiquita...

Oh! Yes! Well, I-I...

As far as I'm concerned,

you needn't worry about your old heel.

M-M-My heel?

I don't need you to shelter and protect me.

-But...

-If you grow careless, don't blame me.

I don't care if the Cossacks do pick you up! Goodbye.

-And take this with you.

-THUNDERCLAP

LADY SOBS

BOARD BANGS

THUNDERCLAP

LADY GROWLS

LADY BARKS

BARKING CONTINUES

Stop that.

Hush, now, hush.

BARKING CONTINUES

Stop that racket!

What's wrong, Pige?

-A rat!

-Where?

Upstairs, in the baby's room!

-How do I get in?

-The little door

on the porch.

THUNDERCLAP

TRAMP SNIFFS

TRAMP GROWLS

TRAMP SNARLS

TRAMP BARKS

RAT SQUEAKS

RAT SQUEAKS

BABY CRIES

CRASH!

RAT SQUEAKS

CRYING CONTINUES

Merciful heavens!

Oh! Oh, you poor little darling.

No, no, no. Thank goodness you're not hurt.

You... You vicious brutes. Back!

Get back!

Go on! Get back!

The pound. The pound, that's it. I'll call the pound.

LADY BARKS

Come here, you. Come here!

Come on, come on.

Come along. I'll call them this minute.

LADY WHIMPERS

I won't sleep with that brute in the house.

LADY BARKS

PHONE RINGS

Hello? Hello!

LADY WHIMPERS

I don't care if you are alone there, young man.

I insist you pick him up immediately.

BELL RINGS

Darling, look.

If you want my advice you'll destroy that animal at once.

Don't worry, ma'am.

We've been after this one for months.

We'll take care of him.

-What do you suppose?

-What's going on here?

Just picking up a stray, mister.

-Come on, giddup.

-WHIP CRACKS

Caught him attacking a baby.

-Good heavens!

-My baby.

Aunt Sarah!

Aunt Sarah! Aunt Sarah!

-Aunt Sarah!

-Aunt Sarah!

I was certain he was no good the moment I first laid eyes on him.

Yeah, but, er...

I never thought he'd do a thing like that.

-Thank goodness I got there in time.

-There they were...

-I'm sure there must be some mistake.

-Lady wouldn't...

LADY BARKS

Watch out! That dog's loose. Keep her away.

Nonsense. She's trying to tell us something.

-BARKING CONTINUES

-What is it, old girl?

What are you try... Darling, Aunt Sarah, come here.

What is it? SARAH GASPS

Aggh! A rat!

A rat?

We should have known.

I misjudged him...

badly.

Come on. We got to stop that wagon.

But, man, we dinnae know which way they've gone.

We'll track 'em down.

And then?

We'll hold 'em.

Hold 'em at bay.

Now what?

The scent. Follow the scent.

Ach. Let's face it, man.

We both know you've lost your sense of smell.

TRUSTY HOWLS

HOWLING CONTINUES

TRUSTY HOWLS

TRUSTY HOWLS

Get out of here. BARKING

Go on, get away.

BARKING

Easy. Go on, get away.

Watch it now. Watch it!

HORN HONKS

CROWD MURMURS

Hi, Pige.

TRUSTY WHIMPERS

JOCK HOWLS

All right, everybody, watch the birdie.

GROWLING

-TOY SQUEAKS

-Steady, now.

Hold it.

JIM COUGHS

I guess I used a little too much.

Uh-oh.

Darling, visitors.

Visitors?

Why, it's Jock.

And good old Trusty.

Careful now, man.

Careful. It's a wee bit slippery.

Yes, yes.

All right, boy. We'll let 'em in.

No, no, not you, young man.

You're going to take a nap.

Well, Merry Christmas.

Come in, come in. If you'll just step into the parlour

I'll see about refreshments.

Oh, darling, where did you put the dog biscuits?

-The box Aunt Sarah sent for Christmas.

-In the kitchen, Jim dear.

Oh, no doubt about it.

They've got their mother's eyes.

Aye.

But there's a bit of their father in them too.

Well, and I see you finally acquired a collar.

Oh...yes.

Complete with licence.

Oh, yeah, a new collar.

Caught the scent the moment I came in the house.

"Trusty," I says,

"Trusty, somebody's wearing a new collar."

Course, my sense of smell

is very highly developed.

Runs in the family, you know.

There'll be no livin' with him from now on.

As my grandpappy, Old Reliable, used to say...

I don't recollect if I've ever mentioned Old Reliable before.

ALL: No, you haven't, Uncle Trusty.

Huh?

I haven't?

Well, um...

As Old Reliable used to say...

He'd say, er...

He'd say...er...er...

Hmm.

Doggone.

You know,

I clean forgot what it was he used to say.

CHUCKLING

# Peace, my children

# Of goodwill

# Peace, my children

# Peace

# Be

# Still. #