Editing Ash's Adventures of Lady and the Tramp/Transcript (section)

=== Chicken chase/Lady goes to the pound ===
''(Scene changes. We hear a roster crowing, and our friends, Tramp and Lady, wake up.)''

Lady: Oh! Oh, dear!

Tramp: Is something wrong Pige?

Lady: It's morning.

Tramp: Yeah. Hmmm. So it is

Lady: I should've been home hours ago.

Tramp: Why? Because you believe in that ever faithful old dog trail routine? Aww, come on, pidge. Open up your eyes?

Lady: Open my eyes?

Tramp: To what a dog's life can really be. Show ya what I mean. Look down there. Tell me what you see.

Lady: Well I see nice homes with yards and fences.

Tramp: Exactly. Life on a leash. Look again Pidge. Look there's a great big hunk of the world down there with no fence around it where two dogs can find adventure and excitement, and beyond those distant hills who knows what wonderful experiences. And it's all ours for the taking, Pidge. It's all ours.

Lady: It sounds wonderful.

Tramp: But?

Lady: But who'd watch over the baby?

Tramp: He agrees reluctantly to escort her You win. Come on. I'll take ya home.

''(On their way we see the City pound wagon again.)'' 

Tramp: (humming) It's a beautiful night

And they call it bella...

(Suddenly he sees chickens.) It's fun time Not to change the subject but, ever, chase chickens?

Lady: I should say not.

Tramp: Oh, oh! Then you've never lived!

Lady: But we shouldn't.

Tramp: I know. That's what makes it fun. Aw, come on kid. Start building some memories.

Lady: But we, we won't hurt the chickens.

Tramp: Hurt 'em? No! we'll just stir 'em up a bit. Just look those fat, lazy biddies. They should have been up hours ago. He barks and all the chickens and Lady also, run away, horrified Some fun, eh kid?

Man: Hey, what's goin' on in there? (he fires)

Lady	What's there?

Tramp	That's the signal to get going. Come on! Whee! This is livin' eh kid?

Lady: Is it?

Tramp: Come on Pige. Follow me. 

''(Lady has been captured and taken to the City pound where she meets some of Tramp's friends)''

Tramp: You know, there's a little bit of bird dog in all of us, eh, Pige? Pige? Pige? Pige? Where are ya, Pige? Pige! Pigeon! Oh Pige!

''(Dog pound. We hear a lot of barks and howls. We see a group of assorted dogs humming and howling the song, 'Home Sweet Home'. The four singers are Toughy, an American mongreal; Boris, a Russian wolfhound; Pedro, a Mexican Chihuahua, and Bull, an English bulldog. Their singing is a sonic camouflage: Dachsie, a dachshound is digging a tunnel under the wall.)''

Toughy	Hey, hey Dachsie, how we comin'?

Dachsie	One just more chorus and we're out.

Toughy	Okay, on a downbeat. One, two, 

(a door creaking: Lady's coming)

Man: Put her in number four, Bill, while I check her licence number.

Bill: Okay . All right baby, in here.

Toughy: Well, well, look youse guys Miss Park Avenue herself.

Bull: Blimey, a regular bloomin' debutantee.

Toughy: Yeah and pipe the crown jewel she's wearin'.

Bull: Yeah What ya in for sweetheart? Puttin� fleas on the butler laughs

Peg: All right, all right you guys. Lay off, will ya?

Toughy: What�s the matter Peg?

Bull: We was only havin' a bit of sport, we was.

Peg: Can't ya see the poor kid's scared enough already?

Boris: Pay no attention my little 'orchechornya'.

Peg: That's right daerie. They don�t mean no real hurt.

Boris: Is like Gorky says in Lower Dapts: Miserable beings must find more miserable beings, then are happy.

Peg: Boris is a philosopher.

Boris	Besides little 'bublichki, wearing a licence here, that is like waving. You should excuse the expression red flag in front of bull.

Lady	My licence? But what�s wrong with it?

Peg: There ain't nothin' wrong with it, dearie.

Boris: Confidential. Is not one dog here would not give left hind leg for such a knick-knack.

Peg: That's your passport to freedom, honey. Without it�

Toughy: Hey, hey, youse guys, look. Poor Nutsy is takin� the long walk.

Lady: Where is he takin� him?

Toughy: Through the one-way door sister.

Lady: You.. you mean, he's...?

Bull: Oh well, a short life and a merry one.

Toughy:Yeah, that's what that Tramp always says.

Lady: The Tramp?

Bull: There's a bloke what never gets caught.

Toughy: He's given the slip to every dog catcher in this burg.

Peg: You won't believe this, dearie, but no matter how tight a jam he's in the Tramp always finds some way out.

Lady: I can quite easily believe that.

Boris: But, remember my friends, even Tramp has his Achilles heel.

Pedro: Pardon me, amigo, what is this 'chilli heel'?

Boris: Achilles heel, Pedro. This is meaning his, uh, weaknesses.

Toughy: Oh, oh, the dames yeah!

Bull: He has an eye for a well-turned paw, he has. Let's see there's been Lulu

Toughy: Yeah, and Trixie.

Dachsie: Und Fifi.

Pedro: And my sister Rosita Chiquita Juanita Chihuahua, I think.

Peg: What a dog!

Toughy: Yeah, tell us about it, Peg.

Peg: What a dog!

Bull: Peg used to be in the Dog and Pony Follies.

(Music starts playing)

Peg: ''He's a tramp''

''but they love him''

''breaks a new heart every day''

''He's a tramp''

''they adore him''

''and I only hope he'll stay that way''

''He's a tramp''

''he's a scoundrel''

''he's a rounder''

''he's a cad''

''he's a tramp''

''but I love him''

''yes, even I have got it pretty bad''

''You never can tell when he'll show up''

''he gives you plenty of trouble''

''I guess he's just a no-'count pup''

''but I wish that he were double''

''He's a tramp''

''he's a rover''

''and there's nothing more to say''

''If he's a tramp, he's a good one''

''And I wish that I could travel his way''

''Wish that I could travel his way''

''Wish that I could travel his way''

''(song ends)''

Toughy: Yeah, but he never takes 'em serious.

Boris: Ah, but someday he is meeting someone different, some delicate, fragile creature who is giving him a wish to shelter and protect.

Bull: Like Miss Park Avenue here, eh, matey?

Boris: Mmmm. Could be. But when he does...

Peg: Yah, I'm a way ahead of ya. Under the spell of true love.

Bull: The poor chump grows careless..

Boris: The Cossacks are picking him up

Toughy: And it's curtains for the Tramp.

Man: It's the little cocker, Bill in the number four..

Bill: Okay. All right baby. They've come to take ya home. You're too nice a girl to be in this place.