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The AristoCats 1 Story

A lonely mother cat (Duchess) and her three kittens (Marie, Berlioz and Toulouse) live in the mansion of retired opera singer, Madame Adelaide Bonfamille. The only man in the house is her English butler, Edgar. Since there was not young, Madame sends for her lawyer friend, Georges Hautecourt ("I'm expecting my attorney, you remember him, of course") to make up her will. Madame Adelaide notes that she has no living relatives and considers her cats to be just as much a part of her family as anything else. As Edgar listens, he's shocked that Madam is planning to give her entire fortune (stocks and bonds, a mansion, a country chateau, art treasures, his jewels) to the cats "I simply wish to have the cats inherit first, then, at the end of their life span my entire estate will revert to Edgar". Of course, Edgar is not at all happy about this, as the cats will easily outlive him! Edgar slips some sleeping pills in the cat's daily serving of cream, and once they have passed out, and night has fallen, he takes them out to the countryside, attempting to abandon them. However, his plans are ruined when pair of dogs named Lafayette and Napoleon gives chase. Edgar abandons the cats in a field before heading back to Paris. The next day, the cats awaken to find themselves not in their home, but in the countryside, and soon meet a cat named Thomas O'Malley. After some talk, O'Malley offers to help get the family back to Madame Bonfamille. Meanwhile, back in Paris, a house-mouse in Madam Bonfamille's residence named Rocquefort confers with Madame's coach horse, Frou-Frou. Both are unsure what has become of their friends, when Edgar comes into Frou-Frou's stables very chipper. As Frou-Frou can't talk, Edgar shows her the headline from the morning's paper, telling of a mysterious catnapper taking off with Duchess and her children. Edgar realizes that he left his hat and umbrella out in the countryside, and quickly rushes out to retrieve them. Meanwhile, Thomas, Duchess and the kids hitch a ride on a milk truck, before being found out by the driver. They next attempt to follow a train track, until a train causes them to dive off. However, little Marie gets swept up in a nearby river. Thomas jumps in to save her, and the family follows him downstream. They then meet up with two female geese, Abigail and Amelia. The group then follows the two to their Uncle Waldo. Their journey takes them to a restaurant where Uncle Waldo has escaped from becoming the main course. However, being marinated in white wine has caused Uncle Waldo to be quite tipsy. Meanwhile, Edgar returns to the countryside and manages to get back his hat and umbrella, but not before Napoleon and Lafayette attempt to nip at his heels again. Back in Paris, the cats are almost home, but worn out from their trip. O'Malley then takes them to Scat Cat's abode in an abandoned building. Scat Cat and his gang of alley cats entertain the family, before heading off into the night. After the kittens are put to bed, Duchess and O'Malley share a tender moment. While Duchess tells of her eagerness to return to Madame, O'Malley (who has never really known kindness from humans), just thinks Madame sees Duchess and her kittens as house pets. Duchess however, explains that Madame sees them as more than this: they are the equivalent of a family to her. The next morning, O'Malley leads the family back to Madame's mansion. After saying his goodbyes, the cats head to the front door...only to be confronted by Edgar, who quickly throws them in a sack. Rocquefort has seen the whole thing, and after going to Duchess and the kittens in the sack, is told to find O'Malley. Rocquefort runs off and catches up to O'Malley. Thomas heads back to the mansion, and tells Rocquefort to find Scat Cat and his gang. Back in the mansion's stables, Edgar puts the cats into a trunk, telling them of his plans to send them to Timbuktu. He has already called for a truck to pick the trunk up, when O'Malley bursts in and attacks Edgar. Soon after, Scat Cat and his gang arrive to help, while Rocquefort manages to pick the lock and get the cats out. Scat Cat's gang, with some help from Frou-Frou, manage to knock Edgar into the trunk and out the stable's doors, just as the pick-up service arrives, taking it away. Some time afterward, Madame Bonfamille finds that Edgar has gone missing for some unknown reason, and calls on Georges to repurpose her will, removing him from any inheritance. Thomas is welcomed into the family, and Madam also has chosen to allow her mansion to be a safe place for all the alley cats in Paris.


 
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Script Marie, my little one, you're going to be as beautiful as your mother. Isn't she, Duchess? Careful, Toulouse! You're making it very difficult for Edgar. Frou-Frou, whoa. Steady, girl. Thank you, Edgar. Oh, of course, Frou-Frou. I almost forgot. Madame, may I take your parcel, Madame? It really is much too heavy for you, Madame. Now, Edgar. Don't fuss over me. Berlioz, come back here. Haven't you forgotten something, darling? Thank you, Miss Frou-Frou, for letting me ride on your back. You're quite welcome, young man. How was that, Mama? Very good, darling. That was very nice. Come along, Duchess, kittens. Come along. Oh, and Edgar, I'm expecting my attorney, Georges Hautecourt. You remember him, of course. How could anyone forget him? I'm not as spry as I was when I was 80. Ah, good day, sir. Madame is expecting you, sir. Evening, Edgar. Oh, another ringer, sir. You never miss. Come on, Edgar. The last one up the stairs is a nincompoop. Uh, could we take the elevator this time, sir? Oh, that birdcage? Poppycock! Elevators are for old people. May I give you a hand, sir? You haven't got an extra foot, have you, Edgar? That always makes me laugh, sir. Yes. Every time. Let go of my cane! Careful, sir. I'm frightfully sorry, sir. Don't panic, Edgar. Upward and onward. Am I going too fast for you, Edgar? Oh, please, sir. There now, Duchess. That's better. We must both look our best for Georges. He's our oldest and dearest friend, you know. Come in. Announcing Monsieur Georges Hautecourt. Oh, my goodness, Edgar, I know Georges. Adelaide, my dear. So good to see you, Georges. Ah, still the softest hands in all of Paris? You're a shameless flatterer, Georges. Adelaide, that's music! It's from Carmen, isn't it? That's right. It was my favorite role. Yes! It was the night of your grand premiere that we first met, remember? Oh, indeed, I do. And how we celebrated your success. Champagne. Dancing the night away. Oh, Georges! Oh, thank goodness. Just in time. Ah, Georges, we're just a pair of sentimental old fools. Now, Georges, do be serious. I've asked you to come here on a very important legal matter. Splendid! Who do you want me to sue? I don't wish you to sue anyone. I simply want to make my will. Will? Now then, who are the beneficiaries? Well, as you know, I have no living relatives and naturally, I want my beloved cats to be always well cared for. And certainly no one can do this better than my faithful servant, Edgar. Edgar? Adelaide, you mean to say you're leaving your vast fortune to Edgar? Everything you possess? Stocks and bonds? This, mansion? Your country chateau? Art treasures? Jewels? Oh, no, Georges. To my cats. To your cats? Yes, Georges, I simply wish to have the cats inherit first. Then, at the end of their life span my entire estate will revert to Edgar. Cats inherit first! And I come after the cats. It's not fair! Each cat'll live about 12 years. I can't wait. And each cat has nine lives. That's four times 12, and multiply by nine times. No, it's less than that. Well, anyway, it's much longer than I'd ever live. I'll be gone. No. They'll be gone. I'll think of a way. Why, there are a million reasons why I should. All of them dollars. Millions. Those cats have got to go! Wait for me. Wait for me. Me first. Why should you be first? Because I'm a lady, that's why. You're not a lady. You're not a lady. You're nothing' but a sister. I'll show you if I'm a lady or not. You're tickling. Get her, Berlioz, get her. Fight fair, Marie. Females never fight fair. Ah! Now that hurt. Mama, Mama! Marie, darling, Marie, you must stop that. This is really not ladylike. And, Berlioz... but such behavior is most unbecoming to a lovely gentleman. Well, she started it. Ladies do not start fights... but they can finish them. Berlioz, now don't be rude. We were just practicing biting and clawing. Aristocats do not practice biting and clawing... and things like that, that's just horrible. But someday we might meet a tough alley cat. Now, that will do. It's time we concerned ourselves with self-improvement. Now, you want to grow up to be lovely, charming ladies and gentlemen. Now, Toulouse you go and start on with your painting. Yes, Mama. Mama, may we watch Toulouse paint before we start our music lesson? Please? Well, yes, my love, but... Whoops, you must be very quiet. It's Edgar. Yeah, old pickle puss Edgar! Old pickle puss! Now, Berlioz. That is not kind. You know Edgar is so fond of all of us and takes very good care of us. Rock-a-bye kitties. Bye-bye you go And I'm in the dough. Oh, Edgar, you sly old fox. Oh, dear. A slip of the hand and it's off to dreamland. I say, that's not at all bad. Slip of the hand, dreamland. Now, let's leave Toulouse to his painting. Now, dear, you go to the piano. Now, run along, both of you. Go ahead. Yes, Mama. Yes, Mama. It's time to practice your scales and your arpeggios.

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