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CARFACE: You're going to love this place, boss. It's got everything you wanted. Beachfront location, fenced yard, tight security.
The joint's been home to some great pedigrees.
Capone, machine-gun Kelly, the bird dog of Alcatraz.
RED: Oh ho. All that and ratatouille, too.
CHARLIE: Then I did good?
RED: Have a bone.
DAVID: Which way to Cannery Square?
CHARLIE: Uh, just follow your nose. So, is there a Mr. Sasha?
SASHA: Nope, and I'm not taking applications.
CHARLIE: Ok, ok. But if you were, what, uh, what qualities would you be looking for?
SASHA: Oh, I don't know.
CHARLIE: Ah, of course you do.
SASHA: Hmm. Well. Loyalty, strength, breeding.
CHARLIE: I'd be good at that.
SASHA: And of course, style.
ITCHY: Charlie, you're ok?
CHARLIE: Boy. Are my ears ringing.
ITCHY: Yeah, you're right. Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
That's not your ears, Charlie, that's, oh, that got to be
CHARLIE: The horn.
ITCHY: Look, Charlie, there it is.
CHARLIE: Go get it, Itchy. I'll stay here with Sasha.
ITCHY: Uh-uh. That's your job. I'll stay with Sasha.
CHARLIE: Hmm. Ok. Be back before you can say hallelujah.
DAVID: Where's he going?
confidential guardian angel business.
RED: You dogs have enjoyed a state of grace for far too long. Wouldn't you agree, Carface?
CARFACE: Uh, yeah. Whatever you say, boss.
RED: All these cells filled with dogs. Can you see it?
CARFACE: Huh? Oh, yeah. yeah, sure.
RED: And me playing Gabriel's horn! Can you hear it?
CARFACE: Oh, sure.
Just put your lips together and blow.
RED: And then, the grand finale!
CARFACE: Oh, um, that ain't, uh, that's not coming in so clear, actually.
RED: Oh, it will. And all thanks to Charlie Barkin. Ha ha ha ha ha. Make sure he doesn't disappoint me.
CARFACE: You got it, boss.
RED AND CARFACE: It's so, so stirring
/ I feel like purring
/ It's deeply pleasin'
/ To be the reason
/ So many will be so sad
/ 3 cheers for treachery
It Feels So Good To Be Bad
/ Bah ha!
POLICE OFFICER: Let's go. Step through.
Good boy. Nice little dog there.
OFFICER ANDREWS: Get this, McDowell. Man finds genie in his vacuum cleaner.
OFFICER MCDOWELL: Last week you believed that scientists created intelligent lunch meat. That's why everyone's afraid to ride in a car with you.
CHARLIE: Hey, serge, you got a lost-and-found here?
OFFICER MCDOWELL: Room 112 through the squad room.
OFFICER ANDREWS: I'm telling you, McDowell,
there are some mighty weird things in this world.
OFFICER REYES: Any ideas why he ran away?
THOM: It could only be one thing.
CLAIRE: We're having a baby, and David got very upset when I told him.
LOST AND FOUND OFFICER: Huh? Whoo! I can't believe this. Now, where'd I put that lost-and-found list?
CHARLIE: Come to Charlie.
LOST AND FOUND OFFICER: Of course, it couldn't be Gabriel's flute or Gabriel's kazoo. No.
THOM: Thanks, Officer Reyes.
OFFICER REYES: Don't worry. We'll find your little boy.
SASHA: Itchy, where is he, and what's this all about?
ITCHY: Sorry, can't. Charlie and I are sworn to secrecy.
My lips, these lips right here, well, they're sealed.
CHARLIE: Miss me?
ITCHY: Charlie! Ha ha! So, where's the you-know-what?
CHARLIE: Minor setback, Itchy. We're just going to have to bust it out.
SASHA: It? What it?
ITCHY: Charlie, no.
ITCHY: Charlie, don't give away the it. You ever hear of Gabriel's horn? All right, here's the plan. Just keep moving. Doing great. Act like you belong here. Just through the door.
SASHA: I don't think this is going to work.
Nobody even sees us. No eye contact.
Am I good, or what?
CHARLIE: Plan "B," guys.
DAVID: Doughnuts! Fresh off the truck!
LOST AND FOUND OFFICER: Somebody get that mutt! Hey! Hey! Come back here!
OFFICER ANDREWS: Get over here!
ITCHY: He's headed for the file.
LOST AND FOUND OFFICER: Somebody help me!
DAVID: Oops. Sorry, officer.
OFFICER MCDOWELL: We got you.
LOST AND FOUND OFFICER: Ok, son. Give up the keys.
OFFICER MCDOWELL: You heard him, little man.
DAVID: Nothing up my sleeve, sir.
OFFICER MCDOWELL: What?
LOST AND FOUND OFFICER: What?
DAVID: Officer, what's that behind your ear? Thank you. Thank you. You've been a great audience. Come on!
CHARLIE: Mission accomplished. Come on!
OFFICER REYES: Oh, my gosh. David! David! Freeze! Fit! Stay!
CHARLIE: Move! Move! Move!
OFFICER REYES: Stop that kid! And those dogs!
DAVID: Kick it, Charlie!
OFFICER REYES: You don't have a license to do that!
ITCHY: Hey! Short legs!
CHARLIE: Jump, Itchy.
SASHA: Wow! Aren't guardian angels supposed to protect people?
CHARLIE: Hey, it's my first day on the job.
CARFACE: Aah! Whoa!
ITCHY: I'm going to barf. Having fun, are we?
CHARLIE: You finally got your flying lessons, eh, Itchy?
ITCHY: I'm going to get you for this, Charlie.
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On Easy Street
I Will Always Be With You
It's Too Heavenly Here
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Count Me Out
It Feels So Good To Be Bad
All Dogs Go to Heaven 2 part 1
2 find the horn
3 back in the flesh
4 like an angel
5 that got to be
6 can take it home
7 need a new collar
8 what do you know