An American Tail: Fievel Goes West Page #3
- G
- Year:
- 1991
- 75 min
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# Oh, my darling #
Who?
It's Tiger, your darling.
Don't you recognize me?
- Who?
- It's me, Tiger.
Your darling baby
buppie-bunga-boo.
Hey, you're not
my darling.
I just kissed
an owl.
[Fievel Echoing]
Tiger!
- Fievel?
- Tiger!
Fievel, I've been
searching all over for you.
Tiger, is that you?
[Tiger Echoing] Fievel.
Nope, bet it's
another mirage.
Fievel, I can't
tell you how much...
I wish you weren't
a mirage.
Hi, mirage of Tiger.
Hi, mirage of Fievel.
Don't they ever
dust this place?
A guy could make
a fortune selling...
vacuum cleaners.
Dancing buffalo bones.
Naw.
[War Cries]
[Chanting]
Come on, fellows.
I'm a mangy, old cat.
I don't taste good
without ketchup.
Ummm. No. No, ma'am.
I'm not your color.
Could we have an espresso
and talk this over, please?
How...
do you do?
[Speaking In
Mousehican Dialect]
Huh?
Ah.
Hee-hee-hee.
[Gasping]
[Screeching]
[Groaning]
[Hawk Screeching]
Mama!
[Echoing]
Papa!
[Chanting]
[Laughing]
They think I'm their Tiger god.
How lucky
can you get?
I mean, how did they
know I was a vegetarian?
Mm-mm-mm.
[Burping]
It's funny how your appetite
perks up when you find out...
that you're gonna eat dinner
instead of be dinner.
Innkeeper,
more wine.
[War Cries]
[Mousehican Dialect]
Shhh!
[Fievel] I said put me down,
you ugly furball.
I won't stand for this.
Put me down.
[Clucking]
Uh-oh.
Help!
Water!
Oh, no, I'm in a mouth.
[Screams]
[Coughing,
Gulping]
A little endive
went down the wrong tube.
I hope he doesn't
throw up.
- Get me out of here!
- Who said that?
[Fievel] Me.
Me, he says.
- Say "ah."
- Ah.
- Tiger!
- Fievel!
We waited for you at the station.
Believe me,
I tried to get there,
but I was dogged
every step of the way.
Oh, Tiger,
you're my best friend.
C'mon on, let's go
to Green River.
There's something
I forgot to mention.
The only reason I'm not
is because they think
I'm a god.
This conversation is making
me look very ungodlike.
Tiger, listen.
I have to warn my family.
The cats are gonna turn
them into mouse... shh!
These folks get offended
if you eat and run.
I'll join you as soon as I can.
You promise?
I promise.
Cross my heart and hope to cry.
Oh, Tiger.
I almost forgot.
How do you get to Green River?
Grab a passing sagecoach.
See you later.
Adios.
Sagecoach, get it?
Sage.
Oh, never mind.
#Rollin', rollin'
rollin'#
#Rollin', rollin'
rollin'#
#Rollin', rollin'
rollin'#
#Rollin', rollin'
rollin'#
#Rawhide #
# Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on #
# Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide #
# Cut 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, cut 'em out #
# Cut 'em out, ride 'em in
Rawhide #
#Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'#
Excuse me,
Mr. Dog.
I was wondering if you
could give me some help.
[Sputtering]
Oh, another tumbleweed
asking me for help.
Oh, no, not again.
[Snoring]
Not again.
[Burping]
[Cuckoo Clock]
Mama! Papa! Tanya!
Our Fievel,
he's alive.
Fievel, my baby.
He's come back to us.
Mousekewitz, don't let go!
Oh, Fievel.
What happened to you?
I got lost in this desert.
and dropped me...
right on the Mousehican village
where Tiger is a god.
Papa,
I have to warn you.
The cats, they're gonna
build this giant mousetrap.
They're gonna turn us
into mouseburgers!
A giant mousetrap
and Tiger is a god?
Fievel's been out in the sun too long.
Mousekewitz!
But Tiger is a god and they
are building a giant mousetrap.
Fievel, the only thing
that has grown...
faster than you
are your tall tales.
You will see that out West
cats are good.
- [Gasping]
- [Cheering]
- Huh?
- [Muttering]
[Muttering]
So, what's
your problem?
Being nice to these mice.
It's driving me nuts!
Get on with it,
you morons!
After the saloon
is finished tomorrow,
we announce that we are going
to have a special ceremony.
We invite all
of the mice...
"und" seat them
in the stands.
"Und" when the sun goes down...
[Cat R. Waul] Snappo!
- Mouseburgers.
- Mouseburgers!
Let me hear that again.
Mouseburgers!
Let the saliva flow!
Mouseburgers!
[Female]
#La la-la- la-la #
# La la-la-la-la #
# La, la, la, la #
Next.
[Yelling]
Terrible, terrible.
Truly, utterly appalling.
I must have a voice to match
the opulence of this saloon.
Ooh!
P*ssy, p*ssy,
p*ssy, p*ssy.
P*ssy, p*ssy,
oh, p*ssy.
Humans, yech!
So shiny and bleah!
Right, I want
the subversive...
who attempted to
assassinate me found.
I love finding subversives.
[Spitting]
What's a subversive?
Someone who doesn't have long to live.
# [Music]
If it isn't my friend
from the train.
I heard what you said about mouseburgers.
I'm gonna tell everyone.
'cause he's the law. Wylie Burp?
[Laughing]
That quaint
historical figure.
Put simply,
I am the law here.
You're a mere
hors d'oeuvre.
[Tanya]
#Dreams to dream #
#In the dark of the night #
It's dinnertime.
What's wrong with the boss?
#I can see so far #
#In my dreams #
# Until they come true #
# Come with me #
#You will see
what I mean #
# No one else ever sees #
#You will go #
# So far in my dreams #
#Your dreams
will come true #
#There is a star #
#Waiting to guide us #
#When we close our eyes #
# Don't let go #
# If you stay close
to me #
#You will see
what I see #
#As near as can be #
# Inside you #
#And me #
Well, well, well.
#They always #
Look what the cat dragged in.
# Come true #
A mouse, that's a first.
Not just any mouse.
This is a diva.
Diva, schmever.
Put a mouse on the stage...
and your saloon's gonna be
on a cold day in June
when the snow don't fall.
What?
They'll love her, adore her.
Those who don't
will answer to me.
Anything you say,
pussypoos.
I have mentioned I dislike being
referred to as pussypoos.
Yeah? I'm not so happy
about being dumped...
in nature's ashtray 500 miles
from a pastrami sandwich.
Pussypoos.
I just mentioned, didn't I,
that I dislike being
referred to as pussypoos.
As for the mousette, I'll
get her on the stage for ya.
See that you do.
Farewell, my diva.
- Now then...
- [Gasping]
Don't worry, mousey.
You're safe now.
So you're really not tough
and mean like you were acting?
Who, me?
Naw.
I'm soft as this powder puff
and twice as gentle.
But living out here around
characters like that...
What's your name,
honey?
Tanya.
Tanya Mousekewitz.
And you want to be
a great singer.
Oh, yes, yes,
yes, yes, yes.
What's the matter?
You're shaking like a rattlesnake tail.
I'm scared. I've never sang
in front of a real audience.
[Crash,
Laughing]
Sweetie, you wouldn't
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