An American Tail: Fievel Goes West Page #5

illustrious snack occasion,

I will, with these

golden scissors,

hereby cut the

red... ribbon.

[Applause]

Bravo!

[Cheering]

Cat R. Waul, we've come

to close you down.

Okay, chaps, it's become

necessary to put these dogs...

through obedience school.

Kill.

Oh, look out

behind you, kid.

Aaah!

Oh, who's that dog down there with Wylie?

He's got some stuff!

Hee-hee-hee-hee!

Ha-ha.

That's Fievel?

It's too tough, kid.

Get out while you still can.

Okay. Toodle-oo.

Hey, Tiger.

Give 'em

the la- a-zy eye!

Run for your lives!

Morons.

Trigger the mousetrap!

It's a giant mousetrap!

It's a giant mousetrap!

They're gonna squash the mice!

Now!

[Tanya] # Oh, say, can you see #

- # You're on a mousetrap #

- Stop!

You'll crush the diva!

Flee! Run, run.

Run, every, body.

Run for your lives!

Freeze,

you miserable vermin!

[Gunshots]

Run for your lives!

- Yee-haw!

- Aah! Aah!

Now you freeze,

cat R. Waul.

Don't pull it, kid, or you've

seen the last of Miss Kitty.

Get your

hands off me!

Grr... owl!

Help! Help!

[Barking]

- Take that!

- Oh, ho-ho-ho!

I never taught him

that one.

[Huffing]

You harm one patch of fur

on her and I'll tear you apart,

one leg at a time.

[Yelling And

Whimpering]

Aaah!

Ooo.

Okay, Wylie.

- Let 'em rip, kid.

- Yes, sir, Mr. Burp, sir.

[Grunting]

[Screaming]

[Yelling]

And now...

[Growling]

revenge!

[Woman]

Oh, pussypoos! Oh, no!

Come to Mommy,

darling.

Mommy's going to take care

of you for ever and ever... and ever!

[Mice

Indistinct Chatter]

[Cheering]

Papa, Mama!

Fievel, my baby!

Ha-ha! Our Fievel

is not so little anymore.

And a regular

Western hero.

Now it's time for music.

Let's celebrate!

# [Square Dance]

[Grunts]

Tiger!

Oh, Tiger.

I never taught him that one.

[Gasps]

Wylie.

[Howling]

Here, son.

I want you to have one of these.

I can't. I'm not

a hero like you...

well, not really.

Well, maybe not.

Maybe a real hero's the

last one to hear about it.

But you pulled me out

of a gutter...

and for that

I owe you some thanks.

Just remember, Fievel,

one man's sunset is

another man's dawn.

I don't know

what's out there...

beyond those hills,

but if you ride yonder,

head up, eyes steady,

heart open,

I think one day

you'll find...

that you're the hero

you've been lookin'for.

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