Lady and the Tramp 2: Scamp's Adventure Page #4

Its great, Dad. The junkyard dogs|have taught me all the tricks.

I go wherever I want, do whatever|I please. No chains, no fences--

No regard for someone elses lunch?

Thats how it is|out here on the streets.

But then, you know|all about that, dont you?

You make the rules, Dad,|but you didnt have to follow them|when you were my age.

Is that why you didnt tell me|you were a street dog?

I didnt want that life for you|because I found something better.

- I found love.|- Oh, aw, aint that beautiful?

I think lm gettin|all misty-eyed here.

- I see you havent changed a bit.|- So here we are again.

just like old times...

before you turned your back|on everything...

that makes a dog a dog.

- He says you walked out on him.|- After I met your mother. ..

I-l guess Buster just got jealous.

- You ditched me!|- I feel in love !

You made your choice!|Now its his turn to choose.

- Come on, kid.|- You dont know|what hes really like, son.

- Youre coming home.|- You hear that, kid?|Daddys telling you what to do again.

- You dont belong here.|- And hes leading you back|to a life on the chain.

- Im offerin you freedom.|- Scamp.

- Scamp.|- Scamp.|- Scamp!

- Make your choice, kid.|- He doesnt have a choice!

I know whats best for him!

No! You know whats best for you!

Well, lm not you, Dad!|Im a junkyard dog!

Thats my boy.

I guess there are some things|you have to learn on your own.

When youve had enough,|our door is always open.

House dog to the end.|Whatd I tell you, kid?

You cant teach an old dog|new tricks.

Huh?

Hey, Scampski!|This is for all youve done, kid.

You did it, kid! Youre at the top|of the heap now ! A junkyard dog!

Im-- Im a junkyard dog.

- You made it to the pack! Ha!|- Youre a doll, doll face.

Im a junkyard dog!

- How could you do that?|- Come on, Angel.

Hes your father. Go after him.|Youre not like the rest of us.

Youre good and decent, kind.

The streets will beat that|out of you if you stay.

But I made it. This is everything|that Ive ever dreamed of.

Dreamed of what? This?

You have a home and a family|that loves you.

- Youre not like the rest of us, Scamp.|- Oh, yeah, yeah, thats right.

Lets see. Uh, uh,|hes good and decent and kind.

Is that it, Scampy?

-You want to be a widdle house doggie?|-No!

Cause you know how I feel|about house dogs.

Hey, cut it out! Shes the one|who wants to be a house dog, not me!

- No! I didnt mean that.|- Is that true, Angel baby?

- I dont think a familys so bad.|- You hear that, boys?

She wants to be a little house pet.

-Oh, she wants to be a little house pet.|-Gonna wear ribbons. Gonna wear ribbons.

- You aint no junkyard dog.|- Thats right, Buster.

Im not. Not any more.

Oh, and, uh, lm not your girl.

Oh, theres going to be trouble.

May be you do belong here.

- Oh, come on.|Where is your sense of humour?|- Come on. We were just--|We were goofin!

Come on, Angel!

Aw, who needs her? Let her go find|some snivelling, little family.

Thats where she belongs.

Angel.

Angel?

Angel! Angel?

I didnt mean it, Angel.|I dont know what I was thinking.

Really.

Angel, where are you?

just as I suspected,|out looking for Angel.

Beautiful.|Time to settle an old score.

Hold it right there,|ya scoundrel.

What the--

Well, lll be.|Youre not gettin away this time.

Great. I got everything|I ever wanted, and it stinks.

Come here, you little hooligan!

Huh? Buster!

Gotcha. Well, lookee here.

No collar. Its a one-way trip|to the pound for you.

Oh, man, slick move--|me without a collar.

How could I be so stupid?

Dad was right.|Busters nothing but trouble.

I wish I was home.

# Always there #

# To warm you in the winter #

# Always there #

# With shelter from the rain #

# Always there to catch you #

# When youre falling #

# Always there #

# To stand you up again #

# Family #

# By your side #

# In seconds if you ask it #

# Arms out wide #

# To welcome you to stay #

# Near enough #

# To listen to your hearts song #

# Always there to help you #

# On your way #

# Family #

# Family #

# Family #

# What is a family #

# Caring and devoted hearts #

# With endless love to share #

# Love that will follow you #

# Everywhere #

# Always there #

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# Arms out wide #

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- Scamp?|- Angel!

- Scamp!|- Get outta here ! Hell get you too!

Thisll hold ya, you crazy mutt.

Thought you could out foxme, huh?|Well, thatll be the day.

Hey, kid, looks like|you got thrown in the wrong cell.

Hey, Reggie.|Long time no see, huh?

Oh, I found you! You gotta come!|Hurry! Scamps in trouble!

- Scamp. Uhh!|- Hes in the pound.

Hold on, son!

Keep your paws off my boy !

Hey, paws off my pop!

Oh, yeah, hes cashed in his bones.|Hes cashed.

Dad?

Dad, you did it!

Slick move !

All right.|We have to go now.

Aha! You!|The one that got away.

Let go! Let go! Oh, no!|Oh, have mercy ! Ah, ha!

Oh, let-- Oh, let go!

Arent the fireworks|lovely tonight?

Angel! A-A-Angel! Whoa.

- Come on, you two.|- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey !

What about me?|Your old pal, right? Oh, come on!

After I stood by you se all through|that fight? Hey, come back here !

What, are you walking away from me?

- Pop?|- Son.

Im so sorry.

I shouldnt have run away.

Whirlwind. May be I was also being|a little too tough on you.

I dont see any harm in the two of us|goin down to the river...

once in a while|to bay at the moon.

- What do you say?|- Really? You and me?

Your old mans still got|a few good how is left in him.

I found him.

Oh. Oh, I found him|for sure this time!

- I found him!|- Och, you found nothing! Again!

- So far, youve found six cats,|three gophers, two rats--|- Aw, go easy on him, Uncle jock.

No, Ill not go easy on him, Scamp!|Five flyin pigs, a wilde beest--

Och! Scamp?

Why, it is Scamp.

Aye. Ill never hear|the end of this one either.

- Ready to go home, whirlwind?|- Not quite, Pop.

Theres one last thing|I got to take care of.

Do mine eyes deceive me?|Hey, Scamp!

Scamp a doodle!|You escaped the pound!

Yeah, no thanks to you.

Hey, come on.|You know our motto.

You can keep your motto...

but not this.

Im going home where I belong.

So long, Buster.

Hey, you missed, Scamp alooza! Huh?

- Thats my boy.|- Lets go home, Pop.

Hey, kid, come back here !|You cant leave me here !|Youre nothin but a house pet!

Its a good look for you, Buster.|The garbage adds some class.

Hey. Hey, someone|wanna lend me a paw here?

I think a home sounds nice.

With lots of children|and hugs and kisses.

If you dogs leave,|youre never comin back.

Au revoir, Buster.|It has been, as you say, beautiful.

Dogs! You cant leave me here !|I was only kidding.

Busters trouble|aint Busters trouble.

Come on! Busters trouble|is everybodys trouble.

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