Dialogues
AUNT SARAH: Merciful heavens! Oh, you poor little darling. Now, now. Thank goodness you're not hurt. You, you vicious brutes! Back! Get back! Go, go on! Get back! Now, the pound! The pound! That's it. I'll call the pound. Come here! Come on, come on. Come along! I'll call them this minute. Couldn't sleep a wink with that brute in the house. Hello! Hello! I don't care if you are alone there, young man. I insist you pick him up immediately.
JIM DEAR: Darling, look!
AUNT SARAH: And if you want my advice, you'll destroy that animal at once.
DOGCATCHER: Don't worry, ma'am. We've been after this one for months. We'll take care of him.
DARLING: Well, what do you suppose...
JIM DEAR: Say, what's going on here?
DOGCATCHER: Just pickin' up a stray, mister. Come on, get up! Caught him attackin' a baby.
JIM DEAR: Good heavens!
DARLING: My baby!
JIM DEAR: Aunt Sarah!
DARLING: Aunt Sarah!
JOCK: I was certain he was no good the moment I first laid eyes on him.
TRUSTY: Yeah, but, I never thought he'd do a thing like that.
AUNT SARAH: Thank goodness I got there in time. There they were, crib overturned...
JIM DEAR: Oh, I'm sure there must be some mistake. I know Lady wouldn't...
AUNT SARAH: Watch out! That dog's loose! Keep her away!
JIM DEAR: Nonsense! She's trying to tell us something. What is it, old girl? What are you trying... Darling, Aunt Sarah, come here.
DARLING: What is it, Jim?
AUNT SARAH: Ah! A rat!
TRUSTY: A rat? We should've known.
JOCK: I misjudged him badly. Come on.
TRUSTY: We got to stop that wagon.
JOCK: But, man, we do not know which way they've gone.
TRUSTY: We'll track 'em down.
JOCK: And then?
TRUSTY: We'll hold 'em, hold 'em at bay.
JOCK: Now what?
TRUSTY: The scent. Follow the scent.
JOCK: Ach, let's face it, man. We both know you've lost your sense of smell.
DOGCATCHER: Go on! Get outtalk here! Go on, you, get away! Go on, you, get away! Watch it now. Watch it! Watch it!
TRAMP: Hi, Pige.
JIM DEAR: All right, everybody, watch the birdie. Steady now. Hold it. I guess I used a little too much. Darling. Visitors.
DARLING: Visitors? Why, it's Jock.
JIM DEAR: And good old Trusty.
JOCK: Careful now, man. Careful. It's a wee bit slippery.
TRUSTY: Yes, yes.
JIM DEAR: All right, boy, we'll let 'em in.
DARLING: Oh, no, not you, young man. You're going to take a nap.
JIM DEAR: Well, Merry Christmas! Come in! Come in!
TRUSTY: If you'll just step into the parlor, I'll see about refreshments.
JIM DEAR: Oh, darling, where did you put the dog biscuits? You know, the box Aunt Sarah sent for Christmas.
DARLING: In the kitchen, Jim Dear.
TRUSTY: Oh, no doubt about it. They've got their mother's eyes.
JOCK: But there is a bit of their father in 'em, too. Well, and I see you finally acquired a collar.
TRAMP: Oh, yes, complete with license.
TRUSTY: Oh, yeah, a new collar. Caught the scent the moment I came in the house. "Trusty," I says, "Trusty, somebody's wearin' a new collar." Of course, now my sense of smell is very highly developed. Runs in the family, you know.
JOCK: There'll be no livin' with him from now on.
TRUSTY: As my grand pappy, Old Reliable, used to say... I don't recollect if I've ever mentioned Old Reliable before.
PUPPIES: No, you haven't, Uncle Trusty.
TRUSTY: Huh? I haven't? Well, uh, as Old Reliable used to say... He'd say, He'd say, Dog gone. You know, I clean forgot what it was he used to say.
Pictures from part 8
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