Cats Don't Dance Page #3

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After nothing but Darla, he's gotta be starving for it.

- You're dreaming, Danny. - Maybe I am.

But so were you just a few minutes ago.

Can you really get us an audition with the boss, Danny?

It's worth a try.

Once he sees us, there'll be a whole new set of stars in town.

An audition?

Max! Invite that cat...

...to tea.

Thanks for coming over, Donald.

Danny.

Danny.

Animal cracker?

No? More for me.

I wanted to apologize for what Max did the other day.

He's so bad sometimes.

- No, it's all right, Miss Dimple. Really. - No, no, no.

It was terrible. Awful.

Cruel.

Inappropriately violent.

And I wanna make it all up to you.

No, no, you don't have to.

Oh, I insist.

- Is there anything you need? - No.

Isn't there something I could do for you?

I don't think so.

Isn't there a certain someone who runs a certain studio...

...that I could introduce you to?

Well...

Is there any way that you can arrange for me and the other animals...

...to perform for L.B. Mammoth?

Why, Denis, I'd be delighted.

Idea!

Maybe you can all do a number in my movie.

- You...? You mean it? - Why, it's just what the picture needs.

- Oh, but I couldn't impose. - I'll give you use of my sound stage...

...my ark, and anything else you might need.

- Really? - You get all your little friends ready...

...and I'll make sure L.B. Sees your splashy debut.

- Oh, thank you, Miss Dimp... - Call me Darla.

- Thank you, Darla. - Don't mention it.

Sawyer could do a romantic ballad, and Woolie can even play a piano solo.

Did you hear that, Max?

Woolie, the elephant...

...can even play a solo.

Don't you think that would be a good idea?

Well, I think...

- You really want my advice? - Oh, yes. Oh, yes, please.

Well...

I've seen 'em come And I've seen 'em go

There's one thing that I know

You gotta give the people What they want

Or you'll wind up back in Kokomo

Nebraska

- Indiana, Miss Dimple. - Whatever.

They like it big, they like it loud

Maybe a little bit jazzy sometimes

Mr. Pussycat, listen to me

You don 't have to be good

But you had better be

Get hot, Miss Dimple.

Big and loud

Big and loud

Gonna make your mama proud

Make it big

And loud

Leaves you kind of speechless, don't it?

- Thank you, Darla. - Oh, no, no, no.

I just made a few professional "suggestments."

You just get all your little friends ready by Friday at 3...

...and I'll take care of L.B.

And let's keep this between us, shall we?

I don't like to advertise my charitable work.

Oh, sure. Thanks, Miss Dimple.

- Thanks a lot. - You're welcome, Dino.

- Goodbye. - Ta-ta!

See you in the movies.

Publicity Department.

Is L.B.'s big press conference still Friday at 3?

- Yes, it is, Miss Dimple. - Oh, thank you so much.

I didn 't get where I am today

By letting myself get pushed around

No man or beast or kitty cat or doggie

Is going to drag me down

Shut up, Max.

The lightning will be flashing

The thunder, it will roar

They'll never know what hit 'em

Wait'll they see what I have in store

Big and loud

It's gonna be big and loud

When they fall, they'll really fall

And they're gonna fall big

And they're gonna fall loud

They're gonna fall big

And

Shut up, Max.

Loud

"Thunder and lightning." Check. Special effects all ready, Danny.

All right, everybody. Mr. Mammoth will be here any minute.

Get into position. Remember, do it just like you did in the alley.

Only make it big and loud this time.

- And don't be nervous. - Nervous? Why would I be nervous?

Give me that.

Well, well. Run of the sound stage, use of Darla's ark costumes.

- I don't know. Something smells fishy. - I beg your pardon.

- Sorry, it's just that I smell a rat. - Excuse me?

- Never mind. - So you decided to join us, huh?

Me? Oh, no, no, no. This is never gonna work.

Besides, how did you arrange all of this?

Let's just say a little angel's looking out for us.

- Oh, boy. - Come on, Sawyer.

Your life isn't back there in that office, it's here.

- It's 3:
00, Danny. - Dance with me.

See you onboard.

- Well? - I can't do this.

- And? - I can't do this.

- So? - I can't believe I'm doing this.

Fortune says, "Rough waters ahead."

Start the rain, Pudge!

When L.B. Shows up, we'll all come out singing and dancing.

Ladies and gentlemen of the press...

...I bring you the founder of Mammoth Pictures...

...Mr. L.B. Mammoth!

Gee whiz, Mr. Mammoth, what's the secret of your success?

Simple. It's Dimple.

Dainty, delightful, Darla Dimple

The recipe for a Darla Dimple movie.

Begin with one part adorable character in jeopardy.

Sorry, penguin, but into each life, a little rain must fall.

Max, man the valve.

Yes, Miss Dimple.

Add two parts perky determination.

More water, Max. More water.

Sprinkle in an air of innocence.

Wind, Max. We must have wind!

- Stir in... - More water!

- Add a pinch of... - Thunder!

- And an itsy-bitsy dash of... - Lightning!

Mix it all together and what do you get?

Throw the anchor! Somebody throw the anchor.

It's L.B.! We're on!

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag And smile, smile, smile

"Your life isn't back there at the office," he says. "Dance with me," he says.

You know what your problem is? You're pushy, self-centered, pigheaded...

- No offense, Herb. - None taken.

Action. We're pushing, we're pushing. We're running, we're running.

And your driving stinks!

Well, maybe you could do better. Go ahead, you take it.

- You take it. - You take it.

- No, no, no. - If you think you know so much...

- Sawyer! - I don't want it.

Well, it doesn't get any worse than this.

I was wrong. It's worse.

Oh, my. This is an awkward moment. I don't think we met.

I'm Tillie. Mr. Mammoth, Cranston. Cranston, Mr. Mammoth.

Flanigan, Cranston...

What appears to be a tidal wave, folks, is actually just a special effect.

- This has gone far enough. Give me that. - You didn't want it before. Give it.

Excuse me, I don't mean to interrupt or anything, but we're about to...

- Will you just stay out of this? - Oh, sorry.

- Let go. Let go. - I'm telling you...

- Good day, Mr. Mammoth. - Good day, Mr. Mammoth.

You animals will never...

Nibble kibble in this town again!

I think they liked it.

But it wasn't...

It wasn't their fault.

Nice working with you, Danny.

Let go! Let me go!

Singing and dancing animals.

She was your little angel?

She said she wanted to help us.

- And you believed her? - But... But l...

Woolie, I would... I'd...

The spotlight will never be on fellows like you and me.

Go home, son.

Go home.

Goodbye, show biz. Hello, farm work.

Well, there's always Broadway. Yeah, Broadway.

I hear hippos are very big on Broadway.

They're big everywhere, darling.

You know, this is all Danny's fault.

You got it, brother. That toe-tapping tom!

I never trusted him. Too happy.

Well, I have to admit, we were better off before.

Well, let's face it. That cat ruined our already miserable lives.

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