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ANNE-MARIE: I can't, Charlie. They talk funny.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: I don't care! Got it! Uh-Oh! Oh! Oh, no!
what's that moving in the water?
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: I don't know. Squeaker! We're going to die.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Please! My watch!
KING GATOR: Ahh! You look like a tasty New Orleans canine gumbo!
Don't eat him, please!
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Ahh! Uuuuuuuuuuu!
KING GATOR: Ah! How can you expect me to eat a voice as sumptuous as this? When I hear a dulcet tone like that / It gives me a big thrill / I can't eat a singer / I never could / I never will / Ha ha ha! Oh, what do you call
that voice, little fella? That a baritone or a tenor?
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: It's, uh!
KING GATOR: I don't care. It's just you and me.
Let's Make Music Together
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: A hom de da de da hom! Hom de da de da cha cha cha cha Cha cha ti ta hahh! Hahh! Rocky! Relieve Jocko on guard duty. I need some help in here. Rocky! Rocky? Um, Jocko? Rocky. Aah! Oh!
CARFACE: Where's the girl?
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: Ah, I, I don't know.
CARFACE: I think you do. What do you think, boys?
KILLER: If you want my opinion.
CARFACE: Shut up!
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: Please, don't do this. Uh, Charlie.
CARFACE: To Charlie with love.
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: This is a very bad idea. Yo! Charlie!
FLO: She's burning up with fever, Charlie. She could have pneumonia.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Think she needs a vet?
FLO: Charlie, she's a little girl. She needs a doctor.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Doctor. Doctor. I don't know any doctors. But I'll find one.
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: Charlie! Charlie! Charlie, you here?
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Hey! Be quiet! Squeaker's sick and needs her sleep.
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: Oh, you're breaking my heart. Maybe I should go upstairs and kiss her good night.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Itch,
what happened to you?
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: What happened to me? You want to know what happened to me?
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Yes.
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: I'll tell you what happened to me. Carface happened to me, with about 50 of his thugs.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Oh. That dirty rat.
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: Oh!
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: I'm sorry, itch. I really am sorry.
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: Well, look what else happened while you were sidetracked. See that? That's our place. You were going to fix Carface. Well,he fixed us! Ya see, boss? It's gone too far. You wanted revenge on Carface, and I said, "No. Please, let's get out of town," but
I stayed because, because you're my friend.
Then you wanted to kidnap the girl, and I said, "this is crazy!" but I helped you. And. And then we got to dress the girl and read her stories. And she wants we should feed the poor. And the whole while I'm thinkin', this is stupid! She's gonna get us killed! But I stay because I'm your friend. But tonight. Tonight, Charlie, he tried to kill me! He tried to kill me, Charlie, and you was out gallivanting with this, With this girl! I say we should lose the girl. Get out of town, Charlie, you and me. Then call it even.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Now the casino's gone. We got to start all over. We need the girl more than ever.
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: No, boss! You're crazy. It's not business anymore, it's personal.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Ah, come on, Itchy. Sure, it's just business. I mean.
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: You're in love with the girl. You've gone soft. You care about her.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Look, I don't care about the girl! I tell her things now and then. I pretend to be her best friend, but it's baloney!
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: I thought i was your best friend.
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: You are my best friend! With her it's just business! It's always been business. I'm using the girl! And when we're done with her, we'll dump her in an orphanage! Is that ok with you?!
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: Sure, boss. Anything you say. Oh.
ANNE-MARIE: You're not my friend. You're a bad dog!
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Squeaker!
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Anne-Marie! Where are you going?
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Carface! Anne-Marie!
FLO: Take this to 402 Maple Street. She has friends there. They'll know what to do. And hurry!
DOG #1: What's at 402 maple street?
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: Would ya just tell me where it is? Please.
Charlie's in trouble,
and there's a little girl real sick.
DOG #2: 402 Maple's over by the firehouse.
ITCHY ITCHIFORD: Thanks.
DOG #3: What was that all about? DOG #1: Charlie's in trouble. A little girl may die.
DOG #3: Well, tarnation! CHARLIE B. BARKIN: Anne-Marie. Anne-Marie. Come on, squeaker. Wake up! I'm going to get you out of here. You are sick, aren't you? Just hold on, kiddo. I'm going to take you back to the wallet family.
KILLER: Ha ha ha! Hi, Charlie.
CARFACE: Isn't this just the sweetest thing?
CHARLIE B. BARKIN: It is, boss. It reminds me of when Lassie rescued.
CARFACE: Shut up. Take him, boys!
KATE: What is it, dear?
Watch other parts of movie
All Dogs Go to Heaven part 1
2 Business partner
3 Come back
4 Giving money to the poor
5 Grand Chawhee to win
6 Stolen wallet
7 Little girl need a doctor
8 Something for squeaker