An American Tail: Fievel Goes West (1991)

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And then the hero, Wylie Burp,

squinted across

the dusty street.

Hopelessly surrounded by the Cactus

Cat g*ng, he stood his ground,

refusing to back down.

Have no fear,

Billy the kid is here.

It's too tough, kid. Get

out while you still can.

If you're biting the dust,

I'm going down with ya.

You saved my life.

I'll never forget this, kid.

Here, son, I want you

to have one of these.

Oh! Look out behind you, kid.

Fievel, your supper's ready.

- Ouch!

- Fievel!

Fievel!

Somewhere

Out there

Beneath the pale moonlight

Someone's thinking of me

And loving me

And loving me

And loving me

Shut up!

Papa, they're throwing fruit

and vegetables at me again.

Keep singing. Maybe they will

throw some fruit for dessert.

Another night without cheese.

Yee-haw!

Howdy, Mama.

I come here to

rustle me up some grub.

And where have you been,

Fievel? You're late.

I had to rescue the sheriff,

Wylie Burp.

He was surrounded by

the Cactus Cat g*ng.

Oh, such a tall tale, Fievel.

And dirty hands, too?

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Go. Wash.

Oh, Mama, I just washed...

Yesterday.

I thought things

would be better in America.

In Russia,

my violins were famous.

At least we never went hungry.

Maybe Tanya should sing again.

Very funny.

You'll see. Someday

I'll be a big star.

People will come

from miles around.

Yeah, to eat.

Mama!

Fievel...

Whoa!

They call America

the land of opportunity.

Opportunity for what?

For children to play

in the filthy streets?

To never see the sunshine?

Fievel's birthday is coming,

and we don't even have

enough money for presents.

Oh, Papa, I don't care.

I could always sing in

front of the gift shop

and maybe

they'll throw presents.

How truly blessed I am

to have such fine children.

Maybe things will get better.

Tiger? Tiger!

Can we have an espresso

and talk this over, please?

Listen, Tiger. You're an alley cat.

Pretty please.

Born and bred. How true.

I got a ticket to sunshine,

and I'm going West.

I heard there's a town that

promises a new frontier.

And a brand-new breed of cat.

Is there anything

wrong with my breed?

City cats got too much purr in their fur.

Not enough growl in their howl.

Look at you.

You catnap, cat around.

And, heck,

I don't mean to be mean,

but you're even a little

bit of a fraidy cat.

Who told you that?

Hey, I'm no fraidy cat.

I'll show you.

I'll show them.

I'm no fraidy cat.

Tiger, I don't want a tomcat,

top cat or even a tough tabby.

I just want... Ooh.

How do I say this?

I just want a cat

who's more like a dog.

That's my ride out West.

Now show me you're tough.

And don't make a fuss

when I leave, okay?

You don't mean...

This is good-bye?

Hey, there are no good-byes

between you and me, Tiger.

After all,

we'll always have the Bronx.

Here's looking at you, kid.

The Bronx, that's right.

The Bronx, right.

I won't make a fuss.

I can handle it.

I can...

I can, uh...

Cat attack!

Cat attack!

Cat attack!

Pay attention.

Keep it clean and tidy.

Plenty of violence,

but no eating.

Right. Carry on, chaps.

Fievel! Fievel!

Get in here with the family!

Yee-haw!

Oh, no! The mice! Aw, gee!

Peekaboo.

Oh, I got...

I gotta do something.

I will be tough.

I will be brave.

Oops.

It's a spy...

A I can... A I can... De...

De... De... An arachnid!

Why, those

no-good ornery varmints.

Fievel, my son. Come back!

Oh!

Oh, thank heavens.

I forgot my hat.

Fievel, come back.

Hee-ya. - Fievel!

Fievel, my son, come back!

No! Papa!

Huh?

I see you're missing

an eye, pilgrim.

Now this makes it a fair fight.

Yeah?

That's right.

I'm talking to you, fur head.

Fur head?

I don't care what the boss says.

This mouse is lunch.

Run! Run, Fievel!

Oh, no.

For your life, Fievel, run!

Mama, Tanya, get in!

Fievel!

Papa, get in!

Everybody, together, run!

Run!

Jolly, jolly good.

Now for my part.

Look!

Whoa!

Oh...

Let's go on that ride again.

Where did I get such a son?

Why, howdy, fine mice.

I'm in desperate

need of help, y'all.

It seems that I've come

into possession

of some railway tickets

to the West.

Tickets to sunshine that I

will be unable to use now.

Surely there are

some of y'all...

Looking for

a little elbow room, y'all.

Now, I ain't gonna lie to you.

There are problems out West.

There's a lot of bright

sunshine and fresh air.

But after these opulent,

aromatic sewers,

that might be frightfully

upsetting for you all, you all...

Y'all. Sorry.

I reckon I'll take

one of them tickets.

I'll take 15.

Now just hold your horses

one gold darn minute, y'all.

There's plenty for everyone,

yes, sirree.

Are there any cats out West?

There certainly are, partners,

and if you have any

prejudices against cats,

you better stay put

because on the frontier,

cats and mice help each other.

The anointed leader of the cats, a Mr.

Cat R. Waul,

is one of the most enlightened,

intelligent, sophisticated,

charming, non-narcissistic,

debonair, suave,

dashing, renaissance cats

you could ever wish to meet.

Uh, ah, the fact is, cats even get

along with the dogs out there.

Sheriff Wylie Burp

is probably the finest

law-dog in the West,

actually, y'all.

Wylie Burp... Wow!

Too bad there aren't any

desperadoes left to round up.

Hee-hee-hee!

- I'll take a ticket.

Three tickets, please.

Don't push, please.

Plenty for all.

- Three tickets. CAT R.

- Three for you, jolly good.

Come on, Papa. Let's go.

There is opportunity out West.

Maybe they have a better

appreciation of singers out there.

So what are we

fiddling around here for?

Let's go West, partners!

Jolly, jolly, jolly good.

Anybody still like

some tickets, y'all?

Oh, those nine lives

come in handy.

Fiev...

Fievel. Hello.

Wow, it's empty.

Oh, no. What's this?

Oh, no!

"Dear Tiger, we left New York.

"We're taking the train to a town

out West called Green River.

"I tried to find you

to tell you,

"but I guess you were

somewhere with Miss Kitty.

"I miss you and I hope

I see you again sometime.

"Your best friend, Fievel."

Train, the train!

They're taking the train.

Hurry, Mama.

The train won't wait.

I'm sure we forgot something.

Let us see. We have your violin

tools, the pots and pans...

I took them anyhow... Your pipe,

the tail curler,

the whisker comb,

the cheese board,

and Grandpa's cheese knife.

Oh, I hope we have everything.

Don't worry,

it will be wonderful.

Alas, poor Yorick.

I knew him well.

Look, Mama!

An actor and a singer.

Tanya, stop that.

You shouldn't stare at the people

less fortunate than yourself.

Last call, all passengers

bound for Altuna,

Akron, Elkhart,

Oskaloosa and Green River.

Fievel, my son,

what is wrong with you?

You should be happy.

We are going West.

I was hoping maybe Tiger

would come say good-bye.

Will I ever see him again, Papa?

Who am I to know, Fievel?

Tiger was a wonderful cat,

but he was still a cat.

Someday you will understand.

When, Papa?

When will I understand?

Hey, if growing

up were easy, Fievel,

would it take so long?

Bye, Tiger, wherever you are.

You're the best cat I ever met.

I gotta catch up

with that train.

Fievel, wait for me. Wait

for me, please.

Ooh, dogs. I hate those guys.

Oh, good.

Fievel's train hasn't left yet.

I want my mommy.

Uh-Oh.

Now, listen, you guys, be nice.

Be nice.

Oh!

Oops!

Cat got your tongue?

Wait! Stop! That's my train!

I want it.

Oh, please, I'll be good.

I'll always lick.

I'll always cover my...

I made it. What a stupid dog.

Na-na-na-na-na-na. Your

mother was never housebroken.

Toodle-oo!

Hello.

Oh, no, not again.

Dogfish.

Way out West, way out West,

way out West, way out West,

way out West, way out West.

Are we out West yet?

Oh, West Jersey, maybe.

Life in New York City,

it's full of dread and fuss

Our dreams are waiting way out

West, there's room for all of us

The streets are paved with

nuggets, all of purest gold

And soon we'll all

be millionaires

Boy, have I been told!

No garbage and no landlords

fouling' up the air

No crooks or politicians

to strip our cupboards bare

We'll ride roaring rivers,

turn wilderness to towns

Our dreams will take us up

and up and never let us down

Way out West,

there's room for dreaming'

There's wide open spaces to see

Way out West,

the sun's always GROWLING'

We'll be everything we can be

The nights are filled with

dancing lasting 'til the day

Days are filled with singing,

work is just like play

We'll banjo, we'll fiddle

We'll guitar

We'll spoon

Everywhere we go out there,

we'll play this rousing tune

'Cause way out West,

we'll build a new nation

We'll grow all

the way to the sky

Way out West,

there's all of creation

We'll do and we'll never say die

Yee-haw!

Way out West,

we'll build a new nation

We'll go all the way to the sky

Way out West,

there's all of creation

We'll do,

and we'll never say die

Ooh-ha!

Hey, shut up!

My mother always wanted me

to be on the stage.

Uh, excuse me, sir. Mr. Cowboy.

You wouldn't be going to Green

River by any chance, would you?

I know you.

You sold us the tickets.

Hi, my name is

Fievel Mousekewitz.

I win again, fathead.

I say you cheatin'. You

played your last hand, Chula.

I don't think so.

I got seven more, dog chow!

Why, you dirty, rotten,

low-down, double dealing...

I don't get it, boss.

How come we're not

munching those mice back there?

Oui.

This fraternity with

mice does run counter to nature.

Which would you rather have, the

crouton or the entire Caesar salad?

Of course, we will eat the mice,

but only after we have

exploited their labors.

We are nice to the mice

because it is

intelligent to be so.

You see? If we talk sweetly,

they will come in droves.

If we hiss, they will run, and we

will have to chase after them,

an unnecessary

expenditure of calories.

So when do we take

the big bite, boss?

When do we get to eat them?

When, when, when?

When my empire at

Green River is complete,

and when we have

a better mousetrap.

Chula!

Yes, mouseburgers indeed.

Music... To aid the digestion.

Help!

Next stop, mouth,

throat, stomach, intestine,

and, you guessed it,

Green River.

Whoa, oh! Whoa, whoa, Oh!

Uh-Oh.

So, what do we have here?

It appears to be

a young pioneer.

Now, the feline in me

would like to

devour this tender young morsel,

but the shrewd businessman

in me knows that if I do,

the other mice will miss him

and come looking for him.

But the gourmet in me

quivers at the thought of

mouse tartar.

But the entrepreneur prefers

not to be inundated

by suspicious mice that

could jeopardize my plan.

So, I must exercise

both willpower and finesse.

Scamper back to your parents,

little mouse.

And do be careful. It's

frightfully hazardous out there.

Bye.

Give him the flying "ah."

Make it good.

Ooh, the flying "ah!"

I love the flying "ah!"

Mouse overboard!

Where? What?

I just love the flying "ah."

Fievel!

Fievel, my son!

Don't be a fool, Mousekewitz!

Whoa... Ooh!

Excuse me. You got a minute?

Are there any rest stops

on this trip'?

Ooh!

Hey, wait for me!

You just can't leave me here!

I burn easily.

I'm... Lost, all alone...

In a million-acre cat box.

Mouseburgers!

My son, Fievel.

You know something, Papa?

I think we got snookered.

No, Mama.

This is what the land of

opportunity looks like...

I think. It feels empty

and lonely to me.

Over here, over here.

Hey, you, this is my place.

This is my place.

Don't you wanna buy it?

Papa, quick, quick.

All right, all right.

We Mousekewitz may be

slower, but we are smarter.

You see, all these speedy mices

are fighting over the land.

But in this dusty country,

you want to be near the water.

So this is what

we left New York for.

This is what we lost Fievel for.

Chula, do this.

Chula, do that.

I'm a good-looking spider, no?

There's a lot of old women

like to marry me.

Mama, Fievel will come.

He's a Mousekewitz.

If we work hard, Green River will

be everything we dreamed of.

The water, for instance.

In days it will be

a beautiful waterfall.

That patch of mud will be a rich

field covered with waving grain.

Prairie dogs will graze on that

land, and the city will prosper.

The water.

Without water...

How can we survive?

Please, please, there's no need

for such a bleak assessment

of your situation.

After all,

what are neighbors for?

A cup of sugar,

a saucer of cream.

A pail of water, perhaps.

Water? I'll give 'em water.

Now, I'd like to share a vision.

- A vision of a better world.

- My eyes!

A world where cats and mice

live and work side by side.

A world where mothers raise their

mouseburgers without fear.

Where musicians

receive their proper due.

Where young mouseburgers

fulfill their every dream.

Will you help me

build this world?

Water, water.

I need water. Water.

Fievel.

I'm right here.

Mama, I'm coming.

Fievel.

Mama, I'm right here.

Mama, I'm coming.

Mama.

Fievel.

Fievel.

Mama! Papa!

Mama.

This is the worst

moment of my life.

I wouldn't wish this on a dog.

Maybe a dog.

Oh, my darling Oh, my darling...

Who?

Oh» my darling'; Who?

It's Tiger, your darling.

Don't you recognize me?

Who? It's me, Tiger.

Your darling baby

mouseburgers-mouseburgers-boo.

Ooh!

Hey, you're not my darling.

I just kissed an owl.

Tiger!

Fievel?

Tiger!

Fievel, I've been

searching all over for you.

Tiger, is that you?

Fievel.

Nope, bet it's another mirage.

Ah, Fievel, I just can't

tell you how much I wish

you weren't a mirage.

Hi, mirage of Tiger.

Hi, mirage of Fievel.

Don't they ever dust this place?

Boy!

A guy could make

a fortune out here selling...

Vacuum cleaners.

Dancing buffalo bones.

Nah.

Ah, come on, fellows.

I'm just a mangy, old cat.

I don't taste good

without, you know, ketchup.

Mmm. No.

No, no, no.

Ma'am. I'm not your color.

Could we just have an espresso

and talk this over, please?

How... Do you do?

Huh?

Ah.

Papa!

Papa!

They think I'm their Tiger god.

How lucky can you get?

I mean, how did they know

I was a vegetarian?

Mmm-mmm-mmm.

Mmm-mmm.

It's funny how

your appetite perks up

when you find out that

you're gonna eat dinner

instead of be dinner, you know'?

Innkeeper, more wine.

Shh!

I said put me down,

you ugly fur ball.

I won't stand for this.

Put me down!

Uh-Oh.

Help!

Water!

Ah!

Oh, no...

I'm in a mouth.

I think a little endive

went down the wrong tube.

Oh, I hope he doesn't throw up.

Get me out of here!

Who said that?

Me! "Me," he says.

Say "ah."

Ah.

Tiger! Fievel!

I thought

I would never see you again.

We waited for you

at the station.

Oh, believe me, believe me,

I tried to get there,

but I was dogged

every step of the way.

Oh, Tiger,

you're my best friend.

Come on,

let's go to Green River.

Listen, Fievel.

I think there's something

I forgot to mention.

The only reason I'm not

a moccasin right now

is because they think I'm a God.

And this conversation is making

me look very un-godlike.

Tiger, listen to me.

I have to warn my family.

The cats are gonna

turn them into mouse...

Shh. These

folks get very offended

if you eat and run!

I'll join you as soon as I can.

You promise?

I promise. Cross my heart

and hope to cry.

Oh, Tiger.

I almost forgot.

How do you get to Green River?

Just grab a passing MOUSEHICAN.

Okay. See you later,

Tiger. Adios.

MOUSEHICAN, get it? Sage.

Oh, never mind.

Rolling, rolling, rolling

Rolling, rolling, rolling

Rolling, rolling, rolling

Rolling, Rolling, Rolling

Rawhide

Move 'em on Head 'em up

Head 'em up Move 'em on

Move 'em on Head 'em up

Rawhide

Cut 'em out Ride 'em in

Ride 'em in Cut 'em out

Cut 'em out

Ride 'em in rawhide

Rolling, rolling, rolling

Excuse me, Mr. Dog?

I was wondering if you

could give me some help.

Oh, another tumbleweed

asking me for help.

Oh, oh, no, not again.

Not again.

Mama! Papa! Tanya!

Our Fievel, he's alive. Oh!

Oh, our baby.

He's come back to us.

Mousekewitz, don't let go!

Oh, Fievel.

What happened to you?

Well, I got lost in this desert.

And this giant hawk

picked me up and dropped me

right on the Mousehican

village where Tiger is a god.

Papa, I have to warn you.

The cats, they're gonna

build this giant mousetrap.

And they're gonna turn us

into mouse burgers!

A giant mousetrap,

and Tiger is a god?

I think Fievel's

been out in the sun too long.

Mousekewitz!

But Tiger is a God, and they are

building a giant mousetrap.

Fievel, Fievel, the only thing

that has grown faster than you

are your tall tales.

You will see that

out West cats are good.

Huh?

So, what's your problem?

Being nice to these mice.

It's driving me nuts!

Get on with it, you morons!

After the saloon

is finished tomorrow,

we announce that we are going

to have a special ceremony.

We invite all of the mice!

And seat them in the stands!

And when the sun goes down...

Fievel's! Mouse burgers.

Mouse burgers!

Let me hear that again!

Mouse burgers!

Let the saliva flow!

Mouse burgers!

La la-la-la-Ia

La La-la-la-la

La la-la-la-la

Next.

Terrible, terrible!

Truly, utterly appalling.

I must have a voice to

match the opulence

of this saloon.

Ooh!

Argh!

p*ssy, p*ssy, p*ssy, p*ssy!

p*ssy, p*ssy, oh, p*ssy.

Humans, Fievel's!

So shiny and Fievel's!

Right, I want the subversive

who attempted to

assassinate me found.

I just love finding subversives.

Hey boss, what's a subversive?

Someone who doesn't

have long to live.

Well...

If it isn't my diminutive

friend from the train.

Cat R. Waul!

I heard what you said

about the mouse burgers.

And I'm gonna tell everyone.

I'm gonna get Wylie Burp,

'cause he's the law.

The Wylie Burp?

That quaint historical figure.

Put simply, Fievel's,

lam the law here,

and you're a mere hors Fievel's.

Dreams to dream

In the dark of the night

It's dinnertime.

When the world goes wrong

Hey, what's wrong with the boss?

I can still make it right

I can see so far

In my dreams

I'll follow my dreams

Until they come true

Come with me

You will see what I mean

There's a world inside

No one else ever sees

You will go

So far in my dreams

Somewhere in my dreams

Your dreams will come true

There is a star

Waiting to guide us

Shining inside us

When we close our eyes

Don't let go

If you stay close to me

In my dreams tonight

You will see what I see

Dreams to dream

As near as can be

Inside you and me

Well, well, well.

Well, look what the cat

dragged in.

A mouse, that's a first.

Not just any mouse.

This is a diva.

Diva, Fievel's.

You put a mouse on the stage

and your saloon's gonna be

as empty as death valley

on a cold day in June

when the snow don't fall.

What?

They'll love her,

they'll adore her.

And those who don't

will answer to me.

Anything you say, pussypoos.

I have mentioned that I dislike

being referred to as pussypoos.

Yeah? Well, maybe

I'm not so happy

about being dumped

in nature's ashtray

500 miles from a pastrami

sandwich, either...

Pussypoos.

Yes, I... I think I just

mentioned, didn't I,

that I dislike being

referred to as pussypoos...

As for the pussypoos, I'll get

her on the stage for you.

See that you do.

Farewell, my diva.

Now, then...

Oh.

Don't worry, mousey.

You're safe now.

So... So, you're really not tough

and mean like you were acting?

Who, me? Nah.

I'm soft as this powder puff,

and twice as gentle.

But living out here around

characters like that... That...

Well...

What's your name, honey? Uh...

Tanya. Tanya Mousekewitz.

And you want to be

a great singer.

Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Yes!

Aw. What's the matter?

You're shaking like

a rattlesnake tail.

I'm a little scared.

I've never sang in front of

a real audience before.

Why, sweetie,

you wouldn't be an artiste

if you weren't just

a teensy bit nervous.

I'm not pretty. And says who?

You can be whatever you want if

you just believe in yourself.

Show me some grit and guts.

Come on, honey!

Give me a smile.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Sweetheart,

you can do better than that.

Think of something real nice.

Now, I want you to

reach deep down

and find the most beautiful

thought that's in your heart.

Oh, beautiful. Hmm.

Tonight, Tanya.

Forget you're in this cow pie

hole-of-an-olive-pit town.

You're with your fella

at the El Purrocco club.

You're on that stage,

and he has a front row seat!

And you're singing your

heart out just for him!

There are things there

I miss so much.

I've forgotten why I left.

So much for regrets.

So, do you like yourself?

I... I look like a real lady.

Remember, the real lady

is what's under the mask.

Now go knock them dead.

Oh, dear, Oh, dear.

He's not cooking evenly.

Purrocco!

Gentle creatures, I have

arranged for a special preview

of the artistic virtuosity

that will become commonplace

on this stage!

Allow me to present

the divine diva,

MS. Tanya!

I can't do this.

Sure you can.

And if anyone throws so much

as a radish at you,

I'll slap them so hard

their meow will fall off.

A mouse!

Throw the mouse

out of the house!

Do you ever miss

The boss has hit

the catnip again.

Yeah.

What's wrong with the boss?

Do you ever miss the girl

You left behind?

Gosh!

Is the girl you left behind

out there tonight romancing?

Making eyes at

someone else, and singing

ls she dancing?

Come back, mouse!

You wouldn't want me to

miss my dinner, would you?

Puts teardrops in your eyes...

I'm blind! I'm blind!

Have the fiddlers play a tune

Help, Tanya!

Hope the girl you left behind

will be there for you

I'm not here, you pointed head!

You know you'll always miss her

Lonely is the lover's heart

If only you could kiss her

Kiss her, kiss her

Come here! Come here!

Darn mouse!

You bugger face!

Just don't leave them

too darn long

I think I ought to warn you

Absence makes

the heart grow cold

And makes a heart to wander

If you stay there by their side,

You'll feel their hearts

grow fonder

Hope you see her someday

Hope I find my way

Back to the girl I left behind

So tell me you will never roam

We swear we won't go roaming

You'll be by your fireside

We'll all be home sweet homing

Kiss Her, miss her, kiss her

Inky-dinky spider

caught a mouse in his web

The inky-dinky spider

bit off the mouse's head

Ow! I'm in pain!

So where's the girl

you left behind?

She's waiting for her sister

We won't stop until we're

home We'll hug and kiss her

I'll find the girl,

I'll find the girl

You'll find the girl You'll

find the girl you left behind

Tonight, tonight, tonight

That's right, all right

Encore, encore!

Tanya, let's get out of here!

I must stay. My public needs me.

I can't leave you here.

It's dangerous.

Thank you for your adulation.

Tanya.

What's the matter, son?

Did you ever know

something important,

but nobody will believe you?

Boy, I wish Wylie Burp was here.

You do?

Well, then, he...

He... He's right here.

Where?

The old dog's right

under your whiskers, lad.

Read the badge, son.

"Wylie Burp, Sheriff"?

WOW!

We need you, Sheriff Burp!

The cats are gonna

turn us into mouse burgers!

You gotta help us now!

Let this sleeping dog lie, son.

Doggone it, I'm dog tired.

I'm tired of

leading a dog's life

and fighting like cats and

dogs against cats and dogs,

and young pups dogging my trail,

trying to become top clog.

I'm going to the dogs

in a dog-eat-dog world, son.

I'm... I'm so far over the hill,

I'm on the bottom

of the other side.

But you know,

I... I think I might be able

to help you.

How? We've only got

till sundown tomorrow.

Gotta find me a dog.

I'll teach him the stuff.

I'll make a hero out of him.

I don't know any dogs,

but I do know a god!

Oh, no, I can't.

You got the wrong cat.

I am a god of eternal peace

and cosmic love, my friend.

But why argue?

I'm here, you're here.

We're all here, and...

But we're going to Green River.

Oh.

Look... Look,

you're going to Green River.

I'm gonna stay right here.

So, give my, you know,

regards to everybody.

Too bad,

because there's a very,

very, very pretty cat there

that you might remember.

My darling baby bubby-bunka-boo.

Mmm.

You convinced me.

What do I gotta do?

What do I gotta do?

Uh, it ain't nothing much.

You just gotta

pretend to be a dog.

A dog. You got it.

A dog! Tiger!

Anyone can be a god, but

it takes grit to be a dog!

So you're the frivolous

feline I've got to whip into shape?

Boy, I've got my work

cut out for me.

I don't have to listen to this.

I am a god!

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

Yeah'? Yeah? Yeah! Yeah!

I don't have to

listen to this. I'm a god.

Fetch, dog.

Moi?

Hmm.

No, no. All wrong.

What did I...

What did I do wrong?

You want me to hold it in my

mouth and dribble all over it?

You wanna act like a dog,

you gotta think like a clog...

Till you smell like a dog.

No self-respecting dog

fetches anything,

unless he's good

and feels like it.

You wanna intimidate someone,

give them the lazy eye.

Oh, gee, I'm afraid to ask.

Okay, what's the lazy eye?

The lazy eye!

Whoa!

Woof.

Now you do it.

Hopeless.

Now, let me see you walk.

You're... You're wiggling

like a French poodle.

Now, get down on all fours and get

a snoot full of mother earth.

Ah, yuck!

That goes against my grain.

Now, roll, you varmint. Roll.

Give yourself a dirt bath.

Now you're getting it.

Come on, Tiger.

We're rooting for you.

Get up.

Suck in your paunch, boy.

Okay. Now saunter on out there,

one leg in front of the other,

slow and easy.

Ooh! I hurt myself.

Now, if you're gonna act like

a dog, you gotta sound like a clog.

Now let's hear you bark.

Well, go ahead.

Bow-wow.

Bow-wow?

It's more like... Bark!

Bark.

No, again.

- Woof.

- Again.

Woof! Rawf!

Raft! Racket!

Rap! Rapscallion!

Rumpelstiltskin!

Redintegratio Redintegratio!

Oh, this is embarrassing.

Uh, try growling.

Come on, Tiger!

We're running out of time.

Now...

Bark!

Woof, woof!

Bow-wow-wow. Woof, woof.

Woof, woof, woof!

Bark, bark! Bowie-Redintegratio!

Bark-woof, bark-bark-bark.

Woof-woof-woof.

Bark-Redintegratio-woof-woof!

Redintegratio-Redintegratio,

Redintegratio-Redintegratio.

Ooh-ahh-ahh. Woof-woof-woof.

Woof!

Ten-hut!

Who?

Jolly good. Now pay attention.

Cats and gentle mice,

lend me your ears.

It is my distinguished

pleasure to invite all of you

to share our dinner... Triumph!

Triumph! To share our triumph!

Today we herald in

a momentous new feast...

Ival!

Feastival... Festival!

To mark this brilliant and

illustrious snack occasion,

I will,

with these golden scissors,

hereby cut the red ribbon.

Oi, Cat R. Waul,

we've come to close you down.

Okay, chaps, it's become

necessary to put these dogs

through obedience school. k*ll.

Oh, look out behind you, kid.

Oh, who's that dog

down there with Wylie?

He's got some stuff!

That's Fievel?

It's too tough, kid.

Get out while you still can.

Okay. Toodle-oo.

Hey, Tiger.

Give them the lazy eye!

Run for your lives!

Morons. Trigger the mousetrap!

It's a giant mousetrap!

What?

It's a giant mousetrap!

They... They're gonna

squash the mice!

Oh. Now!

Oh, say, can

you see you're on a mousetrap?

Stop! You'll crush the diva!

Flee! Run, run. Run, everybody!

Run for your lives!

Freeze, you miserable vermin!

Run for your lives!

Yee-haw!

Now you freeze, Cat R. Waul!

Don't pull it, kid, or you've

seen the last of Ms. Kitty.

Get your hands off me!

Ow! Help! Help!

Take that!

Oh, h*-h*-h*!

I never taught him that one.

You harm one patch of fur on

her, and I'll tear you apart,

one leg at a time.

Ooh. Okay, Wylie.

Let them rip, kid.

Yes, sir, Mr. Burp, sir.

And now...

Revenge!

Oh, pussypoos!

Oh, no!

Come to mommy, darling.

Mommy's going to take care of

you for ever and ever and ever!

Papa, Mama!

Oh, Fievel, my baby!

Our Fievel is not

so little anymore.

And a regular western hero.

Now it's time for music.

Let's celebrate!

Tiger!

Oh, Tiger.

I never taught him that one.

Wylie.

Here, son. I... I want you

to have one of these.

I can't. I'm not

a hero like you.

Well, not really.

Well, maybe not.

Maybe a real hero's the

last one to hear about it.

But you, you pulled me

out of a gutter,

and for that,

I owe you some thanks.

Just... Just remember, Fievel,

one man's sunset

is another man's dawn.

I don't know what's out there

beyond those hills.

But if you ride yonder, head

up, eyes steady, heart open,

I think one day you'll find that

you're the hero

you've been looking for.