LYLE SNOTGRASS: All right, that'll do it. All right, fellas. We are off to... Uh... fellas? Waylon? Cash? Anybody?
COPPER: Huh?
WINCHELL BICKERSTAFF: Doh!
TOD: Huh? Huh?
CASH: Well, where is she?
TOD: Uh...
COPPER: Um...
TOD: Huh? That away!
CASH: Come on, everyone! Follow me!
CASH: Copper, where's Dixie?
COPPER: She'll be along.
DIXIE: Cash!
TOD: Way to go, Copper!
DIXIE: Cash, are you all right?
CASH: No, no, are you all right?
DIXIE AND CASH: I'm... I'm fine.
CASH: What in tarnation... I thought you were in trouble. Just exactly why did you get us all together?
COPPER: 'Cause... 'cause... 'Cause that's how it oughta be. Like the words in the song. Like the sun and blue skies. Um...
GRANNY ROSE: Like summer nights. And fireflies.
FLOYD: Like an itch.
WAYLON: And a scratch.
GRANNY ROSE: Well, ain't somebody gonna sing?
CASH: Gosh, I missed you.
WINCHELL BICKERSTAFF: Ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Whoo-hoo! Well, bravo! I finally found my act! Yahoo! You all gonna be stars! Whoo-whoo!
LYLE SNOTGRASS: There you fellas are!
WINCHELL BICKERSTAFF: Are these here talented canines yours?
LYLE SNOTGRASS: Yes, yes, sir.
WINCHELL BICKERSTAFF: We've got to talk. Come over here, son.
DIXIE: Well, there you go, Cash. You just got what you always wanted.
CASH: Well, maybe I had it all along.
DIXIE: Well, what are you saying?
CASH: Well, what do you think I'm saying?
DIXIE: Well, you'd better be saying what I think you're saying.
CASH: I think you know what I'm saying is what you think I'm saying.
DIXIE: Well, I thought you'd never ask.
CASH: Now, there's the good news.
LYLE SNOTGRASS: Somebody smack me. I must be dreaming.
WINCHELL BICKERSTAFF: We got a little old barn called the Grand Old Opry I'd kinda like to show you.
LYLE SNOTGRASS: Yes, yes, sir. That sounds great. That would be fantastic.
COPPER: Tod! Tod!
TOD: Huh?
COPPER: Tod!
TOD: Copper? But the band... Aren't you doing with them?
COPPER: Can't. You and me... we got crickets to chase. And if I ever forget that again, you just kick me in my walkin'-awayin'.
TOD: Shake on it?
COPPER: Shake on it.
OLIVIA FARMER: Hey!
WINCHELL BICKERSTAFF: Aah!
AMOS SLADE: Huh?
COPPER: Oh!
TOD: Wait for me!
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