Meowrice
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[eats some sardines from a can] Canned fish, what will they think of next? Everything is packaged these days, even pretty girls hmm?
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[his henchcats catch Mewsette in a sack after she tries to jump off a bridge] Nice fielding, team. Come along, we'll take the scenic route home.
Dialogue
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[Jean Tom and Robespierre are on a ship bound for Alaska]
Robespierre: It's all right, Jean Tom. We'll get back all right.
Jean Tom: Oh, it's such a big ocean, Robespierre. Bigger than all of France. Bigger than the whole world.
Robespierre: But you haven't given up hope yet.
Jean Tom: I have now.
[it starts raining] It's too big, Robespierre. We'll never get back to find Mewsette.
Robespierre: It's not as big as you think, Jean Tom.
[noticing the rain] Why, it's just made little drops. It's all how you look at it.
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Jeanette:
[to her sister] But darling, think of Paris! Lovely, gay Paris! Have you forgotten the sidewalk cafés and how we sipped champagne?
Mewsette: Champagne? That must be what they call catnip in Paris. How nice!
Jeanette: ...the button champignons sautéed in butter with tiny shreds of herbs...
Mewsette: I know what they are - mushrooms! And delicious, too!
Jeanette: And oh, my dear, the Champs-Elysées!
Mewsette: Champs-Elysées? I wonder what they taste like.
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Bartender: What'll ya have?
Jean Tom: Er, uh... milk.
Bartender: Uh... milk?
Robespierre: No, no, no! C'mon Jean Tom, let's live it up!
STRAIGHT CREAM!
Meowrice: No, no, no, Robespierre. Here we have a little something called champagne.
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Robespierre: Jean Tom, do we have to keep doing this? I think we should stop. We could get killed on this track!
Jean Tom: But I'm not going to stop until I find Mewsette.
Robespierre: Fine. You look for Mewsette. I'm gonna look for trains.
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Robespierre: Mewsette's gone.
Jean Tom: What do you mean Mewsette's gone?
Robespierre: She just got on a carriage.
Jean Tom: Carriage? What carriage?
Robespierre: The one that took her to Paris.
Jean Tom: Why did she go to Paris?
Robespierre: All felines go to Paris, I guess.
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Meowrice:
[showing Mewsette a picture] His name is Henry Pfft of Pittsburgh Pennsylvania U.S.A.
Mewsette:
[looks at the picture with disgust] You mean you want me to marry this... this fat old...
Meowrice:
[interrupting Mewsette] You are as bright as you are pretty my dear, so please get into the basket like a good little bride to be.
[The henchcats show her the basket]
Mewsette:
[frightened] Who are they?
Meowrice: They are my business associates Cheri, just get into the basket and you won't have to look at them anymore.
Mewsette: In the basket? No, oh no!
Meowrice:
[mocking her] Yes, oh yes!, you are going to Pittsburgh to marry that rich American, isn't that what you wanted? Isn't that why you left the farm?
Mewsette: Yes, I mean no.
[crying] I just, I just want Juane Tom.
[continues crying]
Meowrice: Juane Tom? The world's greatest mouser?
[laughs] Juane Tom is probably in Alaska about now.
Mewsette: He is not, you're lying, just like you did about everything else!
Meowrice:
[coming towards her] Call it a weakness, now get into the basket!
Mewsette: No I won't, I'm not going to marry anybody!
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Meowrice:
[after his henchcats run into a bulldog while chasing Mewsette] Get rid of that dog, you bumbling idiots!
Bulldog: Your whiskers tickle cats, and since I can't stand to be tickled by no cats I'm going to tear your tails off and have 'em for breakfast.
Meowrice:
[pleading with him] I understand you're feelings, sir, nothing like cats tails for breakfast.
[motioning towards Mewsette] But back there among those barrels is a...
[The bulldog growls at him and chases him and the henchcats]
Meowrice: Please let's talk this over.
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