Stuart Little1999

[Snowbell sits Stuart down on a branch]

Stuart:
Snowbell, you saved me?

Snowbell:
Yeah, yeah. Look, let's get one thing straight. I'm doing this for the Littles. They love you. George loves you. They're all miserable without you.

Stuart:
But Snowbell, you said--

Snowbell:
I know what I said, I... I lied, okay? Welcome to Manhattan. I'm the one that hates you.

Stuart:
Oh, Snowbell. You do care! [hugs his front leg]

Snowbell:
Ugh. Yeah, yeah, okay. Okay, that's enough.

Monty:
[arriving with the other cats] Snow, what's he doin' to your leg? I can't help to think this is wrong.

Smokey:
What the Hell's goin' on here?

Snowbell:
Uh, look, Smokey, uh, call me fickled, but... I want to call this whole thing off, okay?

Smokey:
Too late.

Snowbell:
Come on, Smokey, can't we talk it over? You know, Stuart's not so bad once you get to know him, and he's got his own car.

Smokey:
Careful, house cat. You're askin' for it.

Monty:
Snow, what are you doin'? Come on, he's just a mouse.

Snowbelll:
He's not just a mouse. He's-- He's-- He's family.

Smokey:
Oh, yeah! [laughing hysterically] I could see the resemblance! [he and the other cats laugh hysterically]

Stuart:
[angrily] Is that what you think? You have to look alike to be family? [the cats abruptly stop laughing] You don't have to look alike. You don't even have to like each other. Look at Snowbell: He hates me, and still, he's tryin' to save me. Sure, you'll probably scratch him up pretty bad, you'd tear him to shreds; you may even kill him... [Snowbell gulps] ...but Snowbell will not run away, and that is what family is all about. Right...Snow?

Snowbell:
[chuckles nervously] Maybe "Family"'s too strong a word.

Smokey:
Scratch 'em both!

Snowbell:
Both?!