An American Tail
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- Year:
- 1986
- 80 min
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Tanya, Fievel?
Will you stop that
twirling, twirling?
Uh, no. No more.
That's it. Time for bed. Come.
But, Mama, it's Hanukkah!
For you, every night is Hanukkah.
Papa, enough already.
They'll never get to sleep.
All right. All right.
Presents.
What about presents?
Presents? What presents?
Oh, Papa.
Just a joke.
For Tanya, a new babushka.
Happy Hanukkah.
Oh, Papa. Thank you.
You have only one parent?
Thank you, Mama.
Hmm.
And for you, Fievel,
a new hat.
And not just any hat.
A new hat that has
been in the family
for three generations.
It belonged to me, my father,
and my father's father,
and now, it belongs to you.
Happy Hanukkah.
It's too big!
You'll grow.
Ah, did I ever tell you
about the Giant Mouse of Minsk?
No.
No.
Was it anything like
the mouse with the long hair
No. This mouse, the Mouse of Minsk,
was tall as a tree.
His tail was a mile long.
Really?
Really.
He was so big,
he frightened all the cats.
Shh!
Don't say that word.
America.
Another fairy tale.
America.
What a place!
What a place!
What a place!
In America, there are mouse
holes in every wall.
Who says?
Everyone!
In America, there are bread
crumbs on every floor!
You're talking nonsense.
In America, you can
say anything you want.
But most important...
And this I know for fact,
in America, there are no cats.
Shh. They'll hear you.
How could they hear us?
There, you see?
The Cossacks! The Cossacks!
Don't cry, Yasha.
I'll scare them away.
Fievel, you'll get hurt!
Go away!
Go away, cats! Go away!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Fievel, angel, are you all right?
Yes, Mama.
Then never do that again!
Mama, look.
In America,
there are no cats.
Look, Papa, water.
Is it the ocean?
Yes. Keep walking.
Look, Papa, smoke!
Is the boat on fire?
No. No. Keep walking!
Look, Papa, birds!
Are they seagulls?
Keep walking!
Keep walking!
Keep walking!
I just wanted to see.
Fievel, this is the last
time I take you to America.
Bye-bye!
Auf Wiedersehen.
Auf Wiedersehen.
Ooh, auf Wiedersehen!
You know I got a cousin in America.
Ah!
You and everybody else.
Huh?
Are we there yet?
Not yet. Soon.
How soon?
Soon.
Maybe we should
have stayed in Russia.
We'll be all right.
As long as we're together,
we'll be all right.
Ah, so, Mr. Curious,
you've discovered the herring.
Herring?
I thought they were fish.
But, Fievel, herring are fish.
Really?
Certainly.
In the ocean,
there are all kinds of fish,
and herring is one of them.
All kinds?
Yes. Tiny fishes,
not so tiny fishes,
fishes as big as this boat.
Wow!
Let's go up and see the fish!
Not now.
Your mama's worried.
Come back, Fievel.
Wait!
Oh, what am I going to do with you?
You stay closer to home!
Don't you go running off again!
Mama!
Ah, so we return, hmm?
We saw some fish!
Fish?
Lucky you didn't see some cats.
Cats!
Cats!
Oh!
I didn't see any cats.
Whew.
Won't it be nice to get to America
where we don't have to worry
about cats anymore?
There are no cats in America,
but back home in mother Russia...
Oh!
Our family was traveling
Through the snow to Minsk
Suddenly Papa
Saw those huge paw prints
When I heard him screaming
I fainted dead away
And I woke up an orphan
Oy vey.
But!
But...
But there are no cats in America
And the streets
are paved with cheese
Oh, there are no cats
in America
So set your mind at ease
If you think things
were bad in Russia,
you should see things
in my country!
The times were hard in Sicily
We had no provolone
The don, he was a tabby
With a taste
for my brother, Tony
When Mama went
to plead for him
The don said
he would see her
We found her
rosary on the ground
Poor mamma mia!
But!
But there are
no cats in America
And the streets
are paved with cheese
Oh, there are no cats
in America
So set your mind at ease
Surely, that's sad,
but sadder still...
When I was but a lad
I lost my true love fair
A calico
He caught us by surprise
Her tail was
all he left of her
'Neath the heather
Is where it too-ra-loo-ra
Lies
Oh.
But!
But there are
no cats in America
And the streets
are paved with cheese
But there are
no cats in America
But there are
no cats in America
But there are
no cats in America
There are no cats in America
That's why
We sail
These seas
Hey, fellas, want a bite?
Oh, it's the end of the world.
No, it's worse.
Hmm.
Fievel.
Fievel, come, sit here.
Yes, Papa.
Fievel.
Fish!
Fievel! Fievel!
Fievel!
I'm getting my hat, Papa!
Fievel!
Fievel, come back!
My hat!
Wait!
Fievel, stop!
Stop!
Pa... Papa!
Fievel!
Don't move!
Papa!
Grab my hand!
Papa!
Help!
Grab my hand!
Fievel!
Fievel, come back!
Papa, help!
Fievel!
Fievel!
Fievel!
Papa!
America.
No, no. New York.
Name?
Smovolodny-Dhromovichsky.
Okay, Mr. Smith.
Family, "Mousekewitz".
How many?
Five.
I mean four.
Okay. Next?
Papa, why did they
change my name to Tilly?
Give me your tired
Your poor
Your huddled masses
Yearning to breathe free
The wretched refuse
Of your teeming shore
Send these
The homeless
Tempest-tossed, to me
I lift my lamp
beside the golden door
Ah! A little immigrant.
Now they are coming by bottle.
Uh, where is your papa?
Your maman, eh?
I don't know. They were
on the boat to America.
Ah! Then you are in luck,
my little immigrant.
This is America!
America.
I thought it was bigger.
Oh, it is bigger.
All of that is also America.
Wow!
This is just
an island at the doorway
where I, Henri le pigeon,
am putting up my
Statue of Liberty!
I know, my little immigrant,
you want to find your family,
and you will.
But how?
It's so far away, and it's so big!
I'll never find them anyway.
But did you say,
"Never"?
So young, and you have lost hope.
Ah, this is America,
the place to find hope!
If you give up, you will
never find your family.
So, never say never!
Say...
Never say never
Whatever you do
Never say never, my friend
Henri...
Ah, tais-toi!
If you believe that
your dreams will come true
They'll come
true in the end
But I...
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
Keep up your courage
Don't ever despair
Take heart and
then count to 10
Hope for the best
Work for the rest
Oh, but it's impossible!
I'll never find my family.
Ah, ah, ah!
Never say never!
Now, say that. Go on.
Never say never
Whatever you do
Again!
Never say never
To me
See how easy?
If you believe you
can come shining through
That's... That's how
it's going to be.
Perfect!
Now don't you go and give up
Give out or give in
When the going's rough,
just get tough
And just tell
yourself you're gonna win
Remember to look on
the bright side till then
And never
Say never
Again
Now are you ready to
go and find your family?
Yes!
Chantal!
Take my little
friend to immigration.
You will find your family there.
Everyone goes through immigration.
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