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LADY: What's a baby?
JOCK: Well, they resemble humans.
TRUSTY: But I'd say a mite smaller.
JOCK: Aye, and they walk on all fours.
TRUSTY: And if I remember correctly they beller a lot.
JOCK: Aye, and they're very expensive. You'll no be permitted to play wi' it.
TRUSTY: But they're mighty sweet.
JOCK: And very very soft.
TRAMP: Just a cute little bundle of trouble! They scratch, pinch, pull ears. Aw, but shucks, any dog can take that. It's what they do to your happy home. Move it over, will ya, friend? Homewreckers, that's what they are!
JOCK: Look here, laddie! Who are you to barge in?
TRAMP: The voice of experience, buster. Why, just wait till junior gets here. You get the urge for a nice, comfortable scratch and... "Put that dog out! He'll get fleas all over the baby." You start barking at some strange mutt. "Stop that racket! You'll wake the baby." And then, then they hit you in the room and board department. Remember those nice, juicy cuts of beef? Forget 'em. Leftover baby food. And that nice, warm bed by the fire? A leaky doghouse.
LADY: Oh, dear!
JOCK: Do not listen, Lassie. No human is that cruel.
TRUSTY: Of course not, Miss Lady. Why, everybody knows a dog's best friend is his human.
TRAMP: Oh, come on now, fellas. Oh, you haven't fallen for that old line now, have ya?
JOCK: Aye, and we've no need for mongrels and their radical ideas. Off with ya, now! Off with ya! Off with ya!
TRAMP: Okay, Sandy.
JOCK: The name's Jock.
TRAMP: Okay, Jock.
JOCK: Heather Lad O' Glencairn to you!
TRAMP: Okay, okay, okay! But remember this, pigeon. A human heart has only so much room for love and affection. When a baby moves in... the dog moves out.
JIM DEAR: Now, let's see. That'll be about... Oh, well. Darling? There isn't any way we can tell for sure what it's going to be, is there?
DARLING:I'm afraid not. Nobody ever knows for certain. All we can do is hope.
JIM DEAR: Darling, are you sure you want watermelon?
DARLING:Mm-hmm. Oh, and some chop suey, too.
JIM DEAR: Chop suey? Oh, all right, darling.
GUEST WOMAN #1: That darling booty.
GUEST WOMAN #2: And that bonnet! Isn't it just too adorable!
GUEST WOMAN #3: Don't you just love showers? Darling, I've never seen you look more beautiful.
GUEST WOMAN #1: Isn't she absolutely radiant?
GUEST WOMAN #2: Radiant? Why, that's just what I told Bill yesterday. "Bill," I said... Darling looks radiant. Positively radiant." "Why, in all my days," I said, "I've never seen anyone as radiant as Darling." GUEST MAN #1: Oh, Jim, you look terrible.
GUEST MAN #2: Jim, absolutely horrible. I never saw you look worse.
GUEST MAN #3: Cheer up, Jim. Old Doc Jones has never lost a father yet.
JIM DEAR: Yes, Aunt Sarah, it's boy!
AUNT SARAH: Uh, a boy! And he...
JIM DEAR: What's that? Eyes? Oh, what colour are they? Wh... Oh, gosh! I forgot to look. A boy! It's a boy! It's Doctor! Doctor, it's a boy.
DOCTOR: Yes, I know.
JIM DEAR: Oh, boy! It's a boy! It's a boy!
AUNT SARAH: Hello? Hello, Jim? Are, are you there, Jim? Central? Central, we've been cut off. Hello. Hello?
LADY: What is a baby?
Pictures from part 3
Lady and the Tramp part 3 picture
Best friend is his human
Do not listen, Lassie
When a baby moves in the dog moves out