All Dogs Go to Heaven Page #3
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- Year:
- 1989
- 84 min
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And you're going to be quiet,
aren't you?
Ha ha!
That's my pal.
Aahh!
Will you shut up?
Itchy, I'm alive!
Look.
Do ghosts have fleas?
No. Ghosts
don't have fleas.
Right.
Charlie, Charlie,
it's really you.
But I saw the car
and the river...
i know.
And your lifeless body
flying through the air.
Itchy, what can I say?
It wasn't my time.
I'm so happy
to see you, Charlie!
You don't know
how much I missed you!
Shut up!
You want the whole world
to know I'm back?
You thought I was dead.
So will Carface.
He tried to kill me.
I'll make him pay!
We don't want to
do that.
We do. I was
the brains of the outfit.
When I left,
he should have gone under.
That's it, boss.
We'll go under.
Deep, deep under.
I don't want to go under.
The operation grew.
It got bigger.
Now he won't share.
We could share
a nice little place
In the Himalayas.
I hate the Himalayas.
Wait. They got
gambling, races.
Well, they even got
a town called Tibet.
You know, to-Bet.
We could nab llamas,
mountain goats,
Open our own track, boss.
He's got something
up his sleeve.
Yeah, a gun.
When I find out
what it is,
I'm gonna ruin him.
I'm gonna make him
suffer...slow.
He'll be begging
for mercy.
I'm begging that
we get out of here.
Boss,
Carface has got thugs,
And they got muscles,
knives.
And he's got a monster
in his basement.
What?
Boss, they feed it!
Monster?
Yeah, monster!
I said monster!
Monster?
Hmm. Ha ha!
Charlie, I just know
we're both going to die.
Shut up!
Now, let me see here.
Stop it! Stop it!
Will you quit that?
I've had it
with your itching.
Oh.
Hey, look,
look, look, look!
See...see...
the monster?
The monster?
Ok. Now
let's go home.
Who knows
what it eats?
Ahh! Yah!
Somebody's got me--
I got you
by the tail!
Why don't you tell somebody
you're going to do that?
It's not worth it
being with you.
Your hands
are cold, too.
There. There.
Now, there
is your monster.
Now, there
is your monster.
Well, I'll be!
Ahh!
Ahh!
Mr. Carface, can i
go outside today?
Sure you can,
little girl,
But first
you talk to the rat.
Well, if you want
my opinion, boss,
I think mighty morris
is going to win the race.
Oh, boss! That cigar!
Hi, Mr. Longtail.
How are you today?
Fine, thank you.
Will you be
in the race tonight?
A sore foot?
You shouldn't run.
And twizzle
has a cold?
She should
drink soup.
Oh, squad car
has the flu.
Hurry it up.
Hurry it up!
I'm sorry.
So who do you
think will win?
Oh, I see.
The spotted gray.
Killer!
Uh-Huh.
Shift the odds
on the spotted gray
And feed the kid.
Oh, boss,
do I have to?
Oh, boy. Where did you
buy that thing?
But, Mr. Carface, you said
Charlie?
A little girl
who talks to animals.
Imagine that.
Boss,
i think we--
Don't.
I'll do the thinking.
But, boss!
Poor child.
We'll kidnap her.
Kidnap?
Uh, rescue her.
But, boss--
Itchy, button it up.
Uh, little girl!
Excuse me.
We understand you're being
held here against your will.
Let me introduce
myself. Sit.
I am
Charlie b. Barkin,
And this is my associate,
itchiford "itchy" dachshund.
How do you do?
And it strikes me that
this is not the place for you.
Am I right?
Oh, well...
let us take you
away from all this.
Where are your parents?
I'm an orphan.
Ahh! She's an orphan.
She doesn't have any parents.
That settles it.
You're going to
stay with itchy.
What's your name?
No, no, boss.
She can't
stay with me.
This has gone
too far.
I'm gettin'
outta here.
You have no compassion.
Uhh!
Stay with me.
Anne-Marie.
Huh?
You asked my name.
It's Anne-Marie.
Listen, you'd like living
with me, wouldn't you?
You're going to
love my place--
Canopy bed under the stars,
open hearth,
3 square meals a day,
radio, heater, whitewalls.
I live in a cab.
Low mileage, of course.
Ha ha ha ha!
Hm hm hm!
What?!
Aah!
What do you mean
she is gone?!
Well, you see,
boss, i--
Shut up!
Can't you just--
I--Oof!
Wah!
Morons!
I'm surrounded
by morons!
Aah!
But, boss,
it wasn't my fault.
To be perfectly
honest, you see,
I--Uh--B-B--
Thunder was on duty.
Take it up with him.
Thunder was on duty.
Take it up with him.
I love that girl!
I want her back!
Now!
Boss, you see,
the thing of it--
Now!
Oh ho! Mm hmm!
Oh...
oh...
robin hood says
to little john,
"This sheriff
is a bimbo.
"Let's knock him off
and take the gold.
"We'll give it to
the poor suckers
Who got took
in the first place."
Where do you
get that stuff?
What kind of hood
gives dough to the poor
Without taking his cut?
I like this story,
Mr. Itchy.
You would.
Shut up!
I'm trying to
get the brat to sleep.
Then what happens?
Well, then, uh...
uh...
give me that.
All the poor people
was happy
'Cause they wasn't
poor now.
But this hood guy's
out 50%.
So what?
His doll loved him
all the more.
Was she pretty?
Ha ha!
She was to die for!
Ah!
Ah!
But the whole gang
wondered,
Would maid Marian
marry him?
And...
she did. Ha!
Now go to sleep, huh?
Mr. Itchy and I got to
talk some business.
Boss, let's get something
straight about the kid.
Good night, Mr. Itchy!
Good night, kid!
I don't like this.
We're reading fairy tales
to a little time bomb
Like she was bo peep
and--Ohh!
We could stash her
at the old church.
Ha ha!
Would you relax?
Carface ain't gonna
look for her here.
He thinks I'm dead,
remember?
Now, get some sleep,
pal.
Tomorrow we take
this little time bomb
To the horse track,
And we make
ourselves a fortune!
Horsies?
Ha ha ha!
Now look
what you've done!
8:
00.Ok, boss, 8:
00.I'll be there.
Ok, boss, 8:
00.I'll be there.
Here.
Now go to sleep, huh?
Charlie, would you
please tuck me in?
Please?
Ha. Yeah.
Charlie,
May I please have
a goodnight kiss?
What?
Oh...sure.
Yuck! Blech! Yuck!
Thank you
for rescuing me.
Ah. Ha ha. Sure.
It was--
It was nothing, kid.
Hey, squeaker,
knock it off.
I'm sorry.
Ohwahh!
Charlie, your front seat
hurts me.
Oh, yeah? Ahem.
All right.
All right.
All right.
Dames.
Thank you, Charlie.
Uh-Huh.
Now, uh,
go to sleep, huh?
Dear god...
oh, no!
Thank you so much
For my new best friend
Charlie.
Oh!
And thank you for
sending him to rescue me.
Psst! Hey!
God bless Mr. Itchy...
yeah, bless itchy.
And god bless Charlie.
Amen.
Oh, and please help me
find a mommy and daddy.
Uh!
Whoo!
Charlie?
What?
Do you think
you could help me
Find a mommy and daddy?
Kid,
I'll help you find
The lost city
of Atlantis!
Just please, please
go to sleep!
Charlie?
What?
I have to go
to the bathroom.
Ha ha.
Of course.
Anne-Marie, cupcake,
sweetheart.
Please, just talk
to the horsie, huh?
Talk to Mr. Horsie.
Boss, maybe she only
talks to rats.
She talked to me,
didn't she?
That makes you a rat!
Ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha!
Maybe horses
is too stupid to talk.
Aha!
What did she say?
Hey, listen,
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