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Lady and the Tramp 5 Beaver

OFFICER: Hey, you! WALKING MAN: I beg your pardon. Were you addressing me? OFFICER: What's the matter? Can't you read? WALKING MAN: Why, yes. Several languages. OFFICER: Oh, a wise guy, eh? All right, now, what's this creature doin' here? WALKING MAN: He's not my dog. OFFICER: Oh, he's not, eh? WALKING MAN: Go away. Go on. Why, certainly not, Officer. OFFICER: Aye, I suppose you'll be tellin' me next it was the dog that was whistlin' ? I'm certain I don't know. OFFICER: Oh, I'm a liar now, am I? Well, you listen to me! Aha! Resistin' an officer of the law. You're gonna pay! Oh! Pull a knife on me, will ya? Tryin' to assassinate me, are ya? Carryin' a concealed weapon! TRAMP: Come on, Pige. The place is ours. We better go through this place from A to Z. Apes? No, no, no use even asking them. They wouldn't understand. LADY: They wouldn't? TRAMP: Too closely related to humans. Alligators. Now there's an idea! Say Al, do you suppose you could nip this contraption off for us? AL THE ALLIGATOR: Glad to oblige... TRAMP: If anybody ever needed a muzzle, it's him. Hey, look. A beaver! Here's the answer to our problem. BEAVER: Let me see here. Six foot six and seven-sixteenth inches. TRAMP: Pardon me, friend. I wonder if you'd do us a little... BEAVER: Busy, sonny, busy. Can't stop to gossip now. Gotta slide this sycamore to the swamp. TRAMP: This will only take a second of your time.


 
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BEAVER: Only a second? Listen, listen, sonny. Do you realize every second... 70 centimeters of water is wasted over that spillway? TRAMP: Yeah, but... BEAVER: Gotta get this log movin', sonny. Gotta get it movin'. 'T ain't the cuttin' takes the time. It's the doggone haulin'! TRAMP: The haulin'. Exactly! Now, what you need is... BEAVER: Better bisect this section here. TRAMP: What you need is a log puller. I said, a log puller! BEAVER: I ain't "deaf", sonny. There's no need to... Did you say, "log puller"? TRAMP: And by a lucky coincidence, you see before you, modeled by the lovely little lady, the new, improved, patented, handy-dandy, never-fail little giant log puller. The busy beaver's friend. BEAVER: You don't say? TRAMP: Guaranteed not to tear, wear, rip or ravel. Turn around, sister, and show the customer the merchandise. And it cuts log-hauling time sixty-six percent! BEAVER: Sixty-six percent, eh? Think of that! Well, how's it work? TRAMP: Why, it's no work at all. You merely slip the ring over the limb like this, and haul it off. BEAVER: Say, you mind if I try it on for size? TRAMP: Help your self, and help your self. BEAVER: Okay, don't mind if I do. How do you get the "consarned" thing off, sonny? TRAMP: Glad you brought that up, friend. Glad you brought that up. To remove it, simply place the strap between your teeth. BEAVER: Like this? TRAMP: Correct, friend. Now, bite hard! You see? LADY: It's off! BEAVER: Say, that is simple. TRAMP: Well, friend, we'll be on our way now, so... BEAVER: Not so fast now, sonny. I'll have to make certain it's satisfactory... before we settle on a price. TRAMP: Oh, no, it's all yours, friend. You can keep it! BEAVER: Uh, I can, huh? I can? LADY: It's a free sample. BEAVER: Well, thanks a lot! Thanks ever so... Say, it works swell! LADY: But when she put that horrible muzzle on me... TRAMP: Oh, say no more. I get the whole picture. Aunts, cats, muzzles. Well, that's what comes of tying yourself down to one family. LADY: Haven't you a family? TRAMP: One for every day of the week. The point is, none of them have me. LADY: I'm afraid I don't understand. TRAMP: It's simple. You see... Hey! Something tells me it's supper-time. Come on. I'll show you what I mean. Now take the Schultzes here. Little Fritzie... That's me, Pige. Makes this his Monday home. LADY: Monday home? TRAMP: Ach, ja! Mondays is Mama Schultz cooking der wiener schnitzel. Delicious! Now, O'Briens here is where little Mike... Sure and that's me again, Pige. Comes of a Tuesday. LADY: Of a Tuesday? TRAMP: Begorra and that's when they're after havin' that darlin' corn beef. You see, Pige, when you're footloose and collar-free... ah, you take nothing but the best. Hey, Tony's! Of course. The very place for a very special occasion. No, this way, Pige. I have my own private entrance. Wait here. TONY: Just-a one-a minute. I'm a-comin'. I'm a... What's-a matter? Somebody's a-makin' the April fool with... Oh, hello, Butch! Where you been-a so long? Hey, Joe, look who's here. JOE: Well, what do ya know? It's Butch. TONY: Hey, Joe. Joe, bring-a some bones for Butch-a before he eat me up. JOE: Okay, Tony. Bones comin' up. TONY: What's this? Hey, Joe! Look. Butch, he's got a new girlfriend. JOE: Well, son of a gun! He's got a cocker Spanish a girl. TONY: Hey, she's pretty sweet kiddo, Butch. You take-a Tony's advice and a-settle down with this one, eh? LADY: "This one"? TRAMP: This one. This-a one. Oh! Tony, you know, he's not speak English pretty good. TONY: Now, first we fix the table. JOE: Here's your bones, Tony. TONY: Okay, bones... Bones! What's the matter for you, Joe? I break your face. Tonight, Butch, he's get best in-a house! JOE: Okay, Tony. You the boss. TONY: Now, tell me, what's your pleasure? A la carte? Dinner? Aha! Okay. Hey, Joe. Butch, he says he wants two spaghetti especialle. Heavy on meats ball. JOE: Tony, dogs don't talk. TONY: He's talkin' to me! JOE: Okay, he's talkin' to you. You the boss! Mamma mia! TONY: Now, here you are, the best spaghetti in town.

Pictures from part 5

Glad to oblige
Glad to oblige
  Lady and the Tramp part 5 picture
Lady and the Tramp part 5 picture
 
Beaver
Beaver
  The best spaghetti in town
The best spaghetti in town