Cat's Don't Dance

Danny:
Meow? [He can't believe that's his one line.] Is that it? Where's the rest?

Sawyer:
You're looking at it!

Danny:
But I thought this was a musical! We're supposed to sing and dance, aren't we?

Frances:
Oh, for the love of Moby Dick!

Sawyer:
Listen, tiger, this town has rules. Around here, cats say "meow."

Danny:
But that's so old hat. I'm sure no one would mind if I jazz this up a bit.

Sawyer:
All right, learn it the hard way.

[Danny purrs with a British accent, and then does a few impressions of various actors such as Edward G. Robinson.]

Danny:
Looks like we'll be the only two cats on the ark, huh? Pretty great, huh?

Sawyer:
So much for preserving the species! [to King Kong as he walks by] Hey, Kong, how's the picture coming?

King Kong:
Oh! Don't get me started!

Danny:
You know the King? Wow!

Darla:
[in rage after Danny upstages her] CUT! Cut, cut, cut!

Flanigan:
Cut? Oh, yes. Cut. cut.

Darla:
[shouting into the microphone] LET ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!

Flanigan:
Lower Miss Dimple! Lower her! Hurry hurry! Lower Miss Dimple!

[The crew drop Darla, send her crashing to the ground]

Flanigan:
Darla, darling. Honey...

Cranston:
[chuckles]

Darla:
[groan] Flanigan, the title of this movie is Little Ark Angel... [grabs Flanagan] Isn't it?!

Flanigan:
Yes; oh yes!

Darla:
And who here's an angel? [breaks Flanigan's glasses, then shakes him as she screams] CAN YOU TELL ME WHO HERE IS AN ANGEL?!

Flanigan:
Why you are Darla. Sweetheart, celebrity, darling [Darla rolls her eyes and chokes Flanigan] ACK! Angel.

Darla:
That's right! I AM an angel! I... am... an... adorable... little... ANGEL!!!

Sawyer:
It's time somebody set that cat straight. Since he tap-danced into town, he's been nothing but trouble.

Danny:
Well, I guess this is gonna set me back a whole day. Maybe only half a day.

Sawyer:
Listen, I'm sorry your feelings got hurt, but the fact is, since you–

Danny:
I don't get it. What happened in there, anyway? Did I hit a sour note? Because if I did, I could go back in there. I could fix it.

Sawyer:
You don't... Danny, they don't care.

Danny:
But I...

Sawyer:
Don't you get it? What is it with you? Why are you so determined to make a fool of yourself?

Danny:
What do you mean? All I wanna do is the thing I love. Doesn't everyone?

Sawyer:
It's not that simple.

Danny:
It is in Kokomo.

Sawyer:
Then maybe that's where you should have stayed.

Danny:
Is that Sawyer?

Woolie:
Poor Sawyer. I thought she'd be the one to make it. Such a dancer, with the voice of an angel.

Danny:
I never would have guessed.

Woolie:
That's what this town does to you, my boy. It wears you down.

Danny:
But I thought Hollywood was always looking for new talent.

Woolie:
Talented people, not animals. You see, the spotlight will never be on fellows like you and me. And it's foolish to think otherwise, Danny.

Danny:
Yeah. Foolish. Unless... [plunks a few piano keys] ...we can remind them.

Woolie:
Of what?

Danny:
Why they came here in the first place.

Security Guard:
[to the animals] All right, all of yas! Listen up! I only need you, water buffalo, for the Tarzan jungle stampede! The rest of yas, go home!

T.W.:
Well; today's shot! Might as well go home and clean!

[He retreats back into his shell and turns on a vacuum.]

[Max begins music number on piano]

Darla:
[singing] I've seen them come, and I've seen them 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.

Danny:
It's in Indiana, Miss Dimple.

Darla:
Whatever.

Bus Driver:
So, it's just you and me tonight, buddy. Hey, did you hear about the disaster at Mammoth Pictures? Animals, What a bunch of noodleheads. I mean, look at them. They have no future. What am I telling you, son? You'll be heading back home real soon.

Danny:
Stop the bus!

Bus Driver:
Jeez! Why do you wanna stop for? We just barely got started.

Danny:
Exactly. See you in the movies.

Cranston:
[to a mailman] Will you get off my property?!

Danny:
Sawyer?

Sawyer:
We're all behind you, Danny. 100%. Don't let them go, Tillie!

Tillie:
[Tillie is holding T.W., Cranston, and Frances in her arms] I got them!

Cranston:
Let go! Have you lost your mind?

Frances:
Release me you mad hippo!

Danny:
Wait.

Tillie:
One big happy family!

Danny:
Just a minute. Please.

T.W.:
[Looking at his fortunes] You will meet with disaster!

Danny:
Would you just listen to me?

Cranston:
I'll chew your ears off!

Danny:
Cranston!

T.W.:
The end is near! The fat lady sung!

Danny:
Look, if you're willing to accept what they can think of you, then you can go! [everyone gasps] I almost did.

Cranston:
Well, you should have! Life here for animals is the pits, always playing the scapegoat!

Woolie:
Quickly forgotten!

Frances:
Working for scale! [...See what the movie did there?]

Danny:
Then why are you still here?

Crantson:
Well, uh... [everyone pauses]

Danny:
Because you can't forget the feeling, can you? The feeling you have when... [Refers to Cranson and Frances] when you two dance together. [Camera switches to Woolie] When you play. [Danny motions to Sawyer] When you sing. They cursed you, humiliated you, and even slam the door in your face. But they still haven't made you forget. Have they?

T.W.:
[searches through his fortune cookie papers] They can smash your cookie, but... but you'll always have your fortune. [everyone grins] Huh.

Danny:
Come on. Let's go show 'em what we can do.

Tillie:
Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!

Danny:
Wow; this is a dream come true!

Mr. Wink:
Yeah, but don't forget 10% of that dream is mine! WELCOME TO HOLLYWOOD!

Max:
How does the kitty cat go?

Danny:
[gulp] Meow?

Max:
VERY GOOD! [He smashes Danny into the ground.] Will that be all, Miss Dimple?

Darla:
For the moment. Thank you, Max!

[Darla falls through a trapdoor.]

Darla:
WHOA! MAX!

[Max is still flying on the Darla Dimple balloon, and passes the Eiffel Tower.]

Max:
OUI, MISS DIMPLE?!

Sawyer:
Like I said, dancing is a waste of time.

Danny:
What if I could get you an audition with L.B. Mammoth?

Sawyer:
L.B. Mammoth? Head of Mammoth Studios?

Darla:
WHAT?!

Danny:
I know he'd appreciate real talent.

Cranston:
After nothing but Darla, he's gotta be STARVING for it!

[Darla growls and groans, which melts her mudpack facial off her face.]

Sawyer:
You're dreaming, Danny!

Danny:
Maybe I am. But so were you, just a few minutes ago.

Darla:
Thanks for coming over, Donald.

Danny:
Uh, Danny.

Darla:
Oh, yeah. Danny. Animal cracker?

Danny:
Uh...

Darla:
No? More for me!

Danny:
How does the kitty cat go?

Max:
Meow?

Danny:
VERY GOOD! [He pulls the rope, and the sharp parts of the roof of the theater pop the balloon, sending Max to the skies.]

Cranston:
Goodbye, show biz; hello, farm life.

Tillie:
Well, at least there's always Broadway. Yeah! Broadway! I hear hippos are very big on Broadway!

Frances:
They're big everywhere, darling!

Sawyer:
Let's see. [She takes Danny's list] Go to Premiere. Check. Land a big part, check. Get the girl? Check.

[the two hold hands and attempt to kiss, but Flanigan arrives, and gets in between them; both grimace]

Flanigan:
Sweethearts! Darlings!

[L.B. pushes Flanigan aside]

L.B.:
Get a picture, boys! These kids will be making history!