Editing The Irelanders' Super Adventures of the Aristocats/Transcript

This is the script for The Irelanders’ Super Adventures of the Aristocats.

[The film begins with the Irelanders’ Super Adventures Series intro then shows the opening credits which show the characters as the main theme starts playing]

Maurice Chevalier: Which pets’ address is the finest in Paris?~

Which pets possess the longest pedigree?~

Which pets get to sleep on velvet mats?~

Naturellement! The Aristocats!~

[The film’s title “The Irelanders’ Super Adventures of the Aristocats” appears]

Which pets are blessed with the fairest forms and faces?~

Which pets know best all the gentle social graces?~

Which pets live on cream and loving pats?~

Naturellement! The Aristocats!~

They show aristocratic bearing~

When they're seen upon an airing~

And aristocatic flair in what they do~

And what they say~

Aristocats are never found in alley ways or hanging around~

The garbage cans where common kitties play~

Oh, no~

Which pets know to never show their claws?~

Which pets are prone to hardly any flaws?~

To which pets do the others tip their hats?~

Naturellement! The Aristocats!~

[After an instrumental break, a painting changes the scene to a bridge over the river Seine near the Eiffel Tower. A horse trots into view, pulling a carriage with a man with a top hat, a white haired elderly woman in a purple dress and hat, her white cat and the Irelanders riding on it. A black kitten with a red ribbon around it’s neck climbs up the horse’s neck and stands on her hat as she trots. The woman strokes a white kitten with pink bows around her neck and holding a tuft of her hair up]

Maurice: (laughs and sings in French)

Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: Marie, my little one, you're going to be as beautiful as your mother. Isn't she, Duchess?
Duchess: (meowing)
Connor Lacey: Thanks for inviting us back to your house, Miss Bonfamille.
Madame Bonfamille: Ah, Monsieur Connor, it’s the least I can do for you and your friends. It’d be nice to have some visitors around for a while.
Twilight Sparkle: (chuckles) We’re glad we could accept. Especially to spend some time with your cats.
Starlight Glimmer: Plus, it gives our students the perfect chance to see where we disappear to when we’re not running the School of Friendship.
[The Young Six look around, both in awe and not much interest]
Mewtwo: Yes, they’II have a chance of having adventures outside of their homes and Equestria.
Lightning McQueen: Plus, they’ll get to learn friendship lessons on the go.
Dusty Crophopper: That’s right, McQueen. This will be great for them and us.
[Oliver stares lovestruck at Marie, mesmerised by her beauty]
Oliver: (to himself) Marie looks so beautiful. I’ve never seen a kitten like her before.
Jenny Foxworth: (giggles) Looks like Marie’s got an admirer, Madame.
Madame Bonfamille: (chuckles) She sure does. You know, Mademoiselle Jenny, I think he’s starting to like my little Marie.
Jenny Foxworth: I think you may be right. 
Violet Parr: He sure does look that way.
Silverstream: Wow! So many buildings here in this city! Isn’t this cool or what?
Sandbar: Yeah, it sure is. A city in the human world.
Yona: Yona like seeing new sights and city first of many.
Gallus: Sure, whatever you say. It’s not very exciting to me.
Ocellus: Oh, come on, Gallus, it’s not that bad. It may be different from Griffinstone and the changeling kingdom but it’s very beautiful and big.
Pepe Le Pew: That’s right, mademoiselle Ocellus. You six are gonna love it here in Paris, the city of love.
Smolder: Sure. Whatever you say, Pepe.
[An orange kitten with a blue bow tie around his neck climbs up the man’s face to his hat, blocking his view as he paws at the yellow feather in it]
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: Careful, Toulouse! (laughing) You're making it very difficult for Edgar. (laughing)
Irelanders: (laughs)
[Edgar puts Toulouse down and adjusted his hat as he pull the reins]
Edgar: Whoa, Frou-Frou, whoa. Steady, girl.
[Frou-Frou stops. Edgar steps down from the front and walk to the side to help Madame who is holding a parcel disembark the carriage]
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: Thank you, Edgar. 
Frou-Frou: (nickers)
Madame Bonfamille: Oh. Of course, Frou-Frou, (feeds her some sugar lumps) I almost forgot.
[Frou-Frou eats the lumps]
Fagin: After pulling that carriage for you, she deserves a reward for that.
Kim Possible: You said it, Fagin. Horses like sugar lumps.
Ron Stoppable: Does that go to ponies as well?
Rarity: Oh, honestly, Ronald, it might do for Pinkie but you wouldn’t catch me eating that awful stuff.
Ron Stoppable: Only thought I ask.
Rufus: Uh-uh.
Pinkie Pie: I always make sure to clean my teeth after a sugary treat.
Varian: That’s good to hear, Pinkie. At least you can handle hyperactive unlike the rest of us.
Chris Kratt: Yep. Sugar can sometimes make you hyperactive.
Martin Kratt: Yeah so we’re not going near that. At least Mask’s hyperactive antics as well as yours are fine enough without using sugar.
The Mask: You said it, Martin. My cartoon antics helps with that every time.
Edgar Balthazar: Madame, uh… May I take your parcel, Madame? It really is much too heavy for you, Madame.
Madame Bonfamille: Now, tut-tut, Edgar. Don’t fuss over me.
Boots: Don’t worry. She can handle it.
Fuli: Yeah, she is capable of carrying it by herself despite her age.
Heidi: But we appreciate you offering to help though.
Razer: Indeed.
Smolder: So, Headmare Twilight, why do we have to come to this place?
Twilight Sparkle: Well, Smolder, we figured that this school field trip would be the perfect opportunity to show you what we do when we’re not running the School of Friendship.
Jack Skellington: And to see what other realms are there besides Equestria like the human world which where we are now.
Zero: (barks)
Marinette/Ladybug: Yeah, Adrien and I live here.
Adrien/Cat Noir: We often protects it’s people here from my father who can akumatise people into supervillains in attempts to steal our Miraculous.
Gallus: Why is it called the city of love?
Raven Queen: Cause some people often fall in love here. You could say that French people strongly believe in love at first sight.
Sandbar: Wow. That’s very interesting. I’ve read about the human world ever since Connor and his friends told me about it and where they live.
Applejack: Well, now you get to see it for yourselves.
Fluttershy: You’ve done well with your studies. I’m so proud.
Miles: We all are. It’s good to see you taking an interest in our way of life in the world.
Zoe Trent: And my beret fits the atmosphere.
Blythe Baxter: It sure does, Zoe. You fit right in.
Jenny Foxworth: You wanna go play with Duchess’ kittens, Oliver?
Oliver: (meows)
Jenny Foxworth: Alright, then. Go on.
[Oliver runs off. Toulouse and Berlioz are playing between Frou-Frou’s hooves]
Berlioz: (meows)
Duchess: Berlioz, come back here. Haven’t you forgotten something, darling?
Berlioz: Thank you, Miss Frou-Frou, for letting me ride on your back.
Frou-Frou: (chuckles) You’re quite welcome, young man.
Berlioz: How is that, mama?
Duchess: Very good, darling. That was very nice.
Maisie Lockwood: Wow, they can talk.
Tito: Of course they can just like the rest of us, man.
Hiro: (chuckles) Yes, Tito. It’s no surprise to us, considering our previous adventures with talking animals.
Connor Lacey: And sometimes they talk when other humans aren’t around.
Thorn: Yeah, we’ll have to keep that a secret from Madame Bonfamille.
Captain America: Just like we kept Oliver, Dodger and the dogs talking a secret from Jenny and Fagin. We always manage to do that all the time.
Peter/Star Lord: Yep. At least nothing goes wrong with that.
Discord: And if you all do well with your school field trip, you’II get great scores on your tests, courtesy of me, Discord, Lord of chaos and nearly vice principal of your school. (chuckles)
Twilight Sparkle: (chuckles in amusement) Maybe someday you will be vice principal, Discord. Just try not to let your chaotic abilities get out of hand.
Starlight Glimmer: Don’t worry, Twilight. He and I manage to sort things out after last time and let him help out whenever he wants as I should have from the start, even if things do get out of hand.
Discord: (chuckles)
Sunset Shimmer: Duchess’ kittens are so cute. Like Oliver.
Korra: You can say that again.
Helen Parr/Elastigirl: And she taught them very good manners just like we try to do for our kids, eh, Bob?
Bob Parr/Mr Incredible: Yep. She has done a good job with that.
Duchess: Thanks, mademoiselles and monsieurs. I did my best.
Max Taylor: And thankfully despite your social status, you and your owner are very friendly towards us.
Iago: Yeah since most human aristocrats are often pompous and look down on everyone else with no respect at all.
Catalina: You can say that again, Iago.
Kiera: Good thing that some show friendliness and manners.
Ivy: Totally. After all, despite social status, you do seem to show that.
Connor Lacey: Hi, kittens.
Kittens: Hi, Connor.
[Toulouse paws Connor’s head lightly which made him chuckle softly. Marie and Berlioz then rubbed their heads onto Connor’s arms]
Connor Lacey: Your kittens are really cute, Duchess.
Duchess: Why, thank you, Connor. How kind of you to say that.
Oliver: Em, pardon me for asking but can I play with your kittens please, Duchess?
Duchess: Of course you may, Oliver. That is very polite of you.
[Oliver smiles and runs over to the kittens]
Oliver: Hello.
Marie: Oh, hi, there. We didn’t see you there.
Oliver: I’m Oliver.
Marie: My name is Marie and this is Toulouse and Berlioz, my brothers.
Berlioz: Nice to meet you, Oliver.
Toulouse: Nice to see another orange kitten besides myself.
Oliver: I guess we both share the same colour. (chuckles) Do you guys mind if I join you on your games?
Berlioz: Sure, we don’t mind. We never have another kitten to play with besides ourselves.
Marie: Well, I for one think he would be nice to hang out with.
Oliver: Thanks, you guys. Although I have Dodger and the other dogs as my best friends, it is nice to play with someone who is my own species and size.
Toulouse: I’d say the same goes for you. And we understand that completely.
Oliver: Of course. (a bit shy to Marie) Uh, would you and your brothers like to show me around your home, Marie?
Marie: Sure thing, Oliver. We would love to show you our humble abode.
Oliver: Abode?
Berlioz: It’s a fancy word for home.
Oliver: Oh, right. Of course. (chuckles)
Rita: Looks like Oliver is having fun with those kittens.
Francis: Indeed he is and he seems to have feelings for the young lady.
Dodger: Yeah, I did see him looking at her with a dreamy look as we came here.
Aya: His heart-rate has increased and his hormones have risen since he laid eyes on her.
Dora: If I don’t know any better, I say he’s having a crush on Marie.
Jiminy Cricket: Yeah, you could be right about that.
Smolder: Bleugh. Good thing dragons don’t do that mushy lovey stuff. Not cool and tough.
Spike: Um… (clears throat as he points to himself and Rarity)
Smolder: Well, apart from you, Spike though I’m still puzzled by your crush on Rarity.
Rarity: Spike can be in love with me if he wants. Besides, I wouldn’t have him any other way.
Silverstream: Yeah, considering the fact that you like cute things and having tea.
Smolder: (blush with embarrassment) Well, I suppose you do have a point. Just don’t tell anyone else.
Connor Lacey: Not to worry, Smolder. Your secret’s safe with us.
Lance Strongbow: Perhaps later on we’II ask Oliver about his new feelings for Marie.
Poppy O’Hair: Yeah but right now, let’s let him enjoy his time with them.
Capper: And besides, Madame is gonna call her cats inside anytime now.
Madame Bonfamille: Come along, Duchess, kittens, Irelanders. Come along.
Will Vandom: Coming, Madame. Come on, guys.
Madame Bonfamille: Oh, and Edgar, I’m expecting my attorney, Georges Hautecourt. You’ll remember him, of course.
Edgar Balthazar: Of course, Madame. How could anyone forget him?
[Later, Georges drives his car up to Madame’s house. He’s an old man, wearing a green coat, a black top hat, a blue scarf and grey gloves. He pull the brake to stop his spluttering car and takes off his gloves]
Georges:  Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay~
Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay~
(humming) Oh.
[He uses his cane to tap his back to stand upright]
Dee do do do~
Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay~
Ta-ra-ra-boom-de….~
(stumbles) Whoops! (uses his cane to support and push himself back up again while laughing) Oh, oh, oh. Not as spry as I was when I was 80, eh.
Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay~
Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay~
[Inside, Edgar runs to the door putting on his butler’s coat and opens it]
Georges: (hums)
Edgar: Ah, good day, sir. (taking Georges’ scarf off) Madame is expecting you, sir.
Georges Hautecourt: Evening. Evening, Edgar. Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay~
 Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay~
[Georges uses his cane to take his top hat off and throw it onto Edgar’s head, covering his eyes]
Edgar Balthazar: (taking off the top hat) Oh, another ringer, sir. You never miss.
George Hautecourt: (chuckles) Come on, Edgar! Last one up the stairs is a nincompoop!
Edgar Balthazar: Could we take the elevator this time, sir?
George Hautecourt: Oh, that birdcage? Poppycock. Elevators are for old people. Whoops! (stumbles back down the stairs)
[Edgar catches him]
Edgar Balthazar: Oh, uh… May I give you a hand, sir?
Georges: You haven’t got an extra foot, have you, Edgar? (laughs)
Edgar: That always makes me laugh, sir. Yes. (forced chuckle) Every time. Whoo!
[Georges suddenly causes them both to stumble on the stairs]
Georges Hautecourt: Let go of my cane!
Edgar: Careful, sir, please. Oh, please! I’m frightfully sorry, sir.
[Georges hook his cane onto Edgar’s straps and pull back down the stairs a bit]
Georges: (laughs) Don’t panic, Edgar! Upward and onward! Whee!
[He runs right onto Edgar’s back]
Edgar: Oof!
Georges: Am I going too fast for you, Edgar?
Edgar Balthazar: Oh, please, sir, hold….
[They carry on up the stairs. Meanwhile, Madame Bonfamille is wearing a pink dress and feather boa shawl on her arms while Duchess now wears a blue collar around her neck as they look at themselves in the mirror]
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: There now, Duchess. That's better. We must both look our best for Georges when he gets here. He's our oldest and dearest friend, you know.
Duchess: (meows)
Leonardo: Well, you two do look gorgeous.
Blythe Baxter: I have experience with being a pet fashionista myself.
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: Oh, do you now? Well, I’m sure that your talent will be fabulous here in Paris and the rest of the world to see.
Zoe Trent: It would be our honour.
Einstein: I wonder what Georges is like.
Mushu: Well, we know one thing for sure is he’s her attorney.
Elsa: I wonder what important business Madame has for Georges.
Ono: Well, whatever it is, I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough.
Rainbow Dash: And I think he’s coming in here about….now.
[A knock is heard]
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: Come in.
[The door opens revealing Edgar with his shirt front undone and his trousers kept falling down]
Edgar Balthazar: (panting) Announcing... Monsieur... (panting) Georges... Hautecourt!
[Georges walks into the room as the kittens run around his feet]
Madame Bonfamille: Oh, my goodness, Edgar. I know it’s Georges.
George: Adelaide, my dear. (huffs)
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: So good to see you, Georges.
[Georges touches Duchess’ tail and kisses it]
Georges Hautecourt: Ah, still the softest hands in all of Paris, eh?
[Duchess put a paw to her mouth, stifling giggles and amused at Georges mistaking her tail as a hand]
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: You're a shameless flatterer, Georges. (laughs)
[Berlioz spins a handle on a record player]
Georges Hautecourt: Adelaide, that, that music. It's from Carmen, isn't it?
Madame Bonfamille: That’s right. It was my favourite role. 
Georges Hautecourt: Yes, yes! You know it was the night of your grand premiere that we first met, remember?
Madame Bonfamille: Oh, indeed, I do.
Georges Hautecourt: And how we celebrated your success! Champagne, dancing the night away…. (hums)
[Everyone starts dancing with Georges who grab Madame’s hands to have her join in]
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: (laughs) Oh, Georges!
[They look at each other with Duchess in the middle then proceed to do a tango with Toulouse and Marie following them. Berlioz jumps over the needle of the record player as it spins but trips and gets stuck under it]
Berlioz: Yow!
Madame Bonfamille: Oh, ho! (laughs) Thank goodness.
[Berlioz smiles bashfully]
Jenny Foxworth: (giggles) Clumsy Berlioz. You need to be more careful.
Paxton: Yeah. That was quite funny. (laughs)
Lloyd: Yeah, he needs to work on his footwork.
Bunga: Or pawwork in his case since he has paws.
Zoe Drake: (giggles) We know that, Bunga.
Madame Bonfamille: Just in time. (sits down) Oh, Georges. We’re just a pair of sentimental old fools.
Georgette: You’re telling me. Anyone would think that they’re making fools of themselves at their age.
Mako: You said it, Georgette.
Bolin: Though it was good to see them having a laugh.
Connor Lacey: I like Georges already. He’s so funny. (laughs)
Stephen: (chortles) He sure reminds me of the Earl back on Sodor with his eccentricness though a bit older.
Aisling: Well, at least we got a good dance out of it.
Sorrel: Yep. Though Georges seems to want to carry on the dance.
Georges: (hums as he dances)
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: (chuckles) Now, Georges, do be serious. I've asked you to come here on a very important legal matter.
Georges: (stops dancing) Oh? Oh! (picks up his briefcase and walks over to the desk) Splendid. Splendid. Who do you want me to sue, eh? (laughs)
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: Oh, come now, Georges, I don't wish you to sue anyone. I simply want to make my will.
Georges: Will, eh? (puts on his glasses) Will, will…
[He unscrews the top off his pen and puts it on the bottom]
Georges: Now, then, who are the beneficiaries?
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: Well, as you know, I have no living relatives and naturally I want my beloved cats to be always well cared for. And certainly no one can do this better than my faithful servant, Edgar.
[Edgar is doing his ironing in his room when he hears them talking and goes over to the pipe to listen]
Georges Hautecourt: Edgar? Adelaide, you mean to say you're leaving your vast fortune to Edgar? Everything you possess? Stocks and bonds? This-this mansion? Your country chateau? Art treasures, jewels, and….
[Edgar smiles at the thought. He blows a kiss at the pipe and dances with delight]
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: Oh, no, no, Georges. To my cats.
[Edgar stops and listens again]
Georges Hautecourt: To your cats?!
Edgar: (shocked by this news and wheezing) Cats?
Madame Adelaide Bonfamille: Yes, Georges. I simply wish to have the cats inherited first. Then at the end of their life span, my entire estate will revert to Edgar.
[Edgar slumps down in despair and put his hands on his face]
Edgar Balthazar: Cats inherit first! And I come after the cats. I, me, after… No. It's-it's not fair! (bumps his head on the pipe) Whoo! I mean, whoo. Each cat will live about 12 years. I can’t wait. And each cat has nine lives. That’s four times 12, multiply by nine times… No, it's less than that. Anyway, it’s much longer than I’d ever live. I’ll be gone. (gets an idea) No. Oh, no. They’ll be gone. I’ll think of a way. (puts on his trousers) Oh, there are a million reasons why I should. All of em dollars. (dollar signs appear in his eyes before turning back to normal) Millions. (The signs vanish as he nods) Those cats have got to go. (accidently tear his trousers)
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: (opening the door and entering) Perhaps we can help you with that.
Edgar: Daah! Who are you?
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Linda Ryan also known as the Shredderette, leader of my group, The Foot Empire.
Hawk Moth: I am Hawk Moth. Linda’s second-in-command.
Azula: My name is Azula. Former princess of the Fire Nation.
Zach Varmitech: Zach Varmitech here. CEO of Varmitech Industries, world’s greatest animal inventor and scientific genius.
Donita Donata: Hello, darling. Donita Donata Fashions. All the latest in animal wear for the fashionably conscious.
Gourmand: Yel-lo! Gaston Gourmand here. Endangered Species Chef Extraordinaire.
Paisley Paver: Paisley Paver, CEO of Pave Nature Incorporated. Turning yucky wild places into beautiful pavement. Don’t waste my time.
Robbie Rotten: I am Robbie Rotten, the greatest villain in the world.
Sykes: I’m Bill Sykes and these are my dogs, Roscoe and DeSoto.
Roscoe and DeSoto: (growling)
Scar: (appearing from a flame, startling Edgar) I am Scar.
Ushari: We are his army. The name’s Ushari.
Janja: Janja’s the name. Crafting plans is my game.
Cheezi: I’m Cheezi and this is Chungu.
Reirei: You can call me Reirei and this is my mate, Goigoi.
Goigoi: Howdy there.
Kiburi: Name’s Kiburi.
Mzingo: I’m Mzingo, leader of the vultures.
Shupavu: I am Shupavu and these are my skinks.
Jafar: I am Jafar, the greatest sorcerer the world has ever known!
Maleficent: I am Maleficent, the Mistress of All Evil.
Mozenrath: I am Mozenrath, ruler of the Black Sand.
Cruella De Vil: Cruella De Vil, an over-financed heiress.
Tiger Claw: You may call me Tiger Claw.
Rahzar: I am Rahzar, previously known as Dogpound and Chris Bradford.
Fishface: I’m Fishface, previously known as Xever.
Brittany: We’re the Bisket Twins. I’m Brittany.
Whittany: And I’m Whittany.
Goat: And I am Goat, professional bounty hunter.
Edgar: What are you guys doing here? Madame could have seen you all.
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: We have our ways. We can’t help but overhear you plotting to get rid of the cats since Madame wants them to inherit the fortune first and they’ll outlive you.
Hawk Moth: So we decided to help you with that problem.
Rahzar: Yeah. Why would that old woman have her cats inherit her fortune? They can’t hold money in their paws.
Fishface: Nor are they smart enough about how it works. A human would be better suited to take over than animals.
Zach Varmitech: Yeah. That old woman should know better than to give her money to her stupid cats.
Maleficent: Indeed, Zach. Someone like Edgar would do just the job.
Brittany: We would never leave our fortune to our pets, only our staff.
Whittany: Yeah. That would be much better.
Edgar: And you’re gonna help me get rid of the cats so that I can inherit Madame’s fortune?
Tiger Claw: Indeed but we will have to do it swiftly and try to avoid suspicion. In exchange, you must help us get rid of our enemies, the Irelanders.
Edgar: Connor Lacey and his friends. When I met them, they seemed like a nice bunch of people.
Robbie Rotten: (popping up behind Edgar) Nice?
Edgar: (startled) Daah! Will you not do that?!
Robbie Rotten: You think they’re nice? (walks back around to Edgar) Those guys are fooling you.
Donita Donata: Yeah, one minute they’ll approach you all friendly but then here comes the backstabbing.
Edgar: Oh. What did they ever do to you people?
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: They have foiled our plans for the 16 realms and the worlds beyond them multiple times over the years. We’ve been planning revenge against them time and time again but they always manage to find new strategies to defeat us.
Scar: Yes like trying to take over the Pride Lands, gaining power, ruling the world, you named it. Once Kion and the Irelanders are outta the way, we can do whatever we want in the 16 realms.
Edgar: I guess I never thought of that.
Janja: Yeah, so you’ve gotta watch your back around them. And I mean really watch it.
Edgar: Hmm. I suppose you’re right. If the Irelanders find out what I’m up to, they’II interfere and tell Madame on me. Well, there’s only one thing for it. They’ve got to go as well.
Paisley Paver: And we’II help you with that.
Shupavu: The skinks and I have been watching the Irelanders and it seems that they’ve brought the Looney Tune skunk, the orange kitten, the dogs and their owners with them.
Mozenrath: Pepe Le Pew, Oliver, Dodger, Rita, Einstein, Francis, Tito, Georgette, Jenny Foxworth and Fagin. Looks like they’ve joined the Irelanders on this latest adventure.
Xerxes: That’s right.
Jafar: No matter, they won’t be a problem once we dispose of them since they stand no chance against us.
Sykes: You know, Edgar, once you inherit your mistress’ fortune, you can give some of it to me since I have to get my money back after Fagin failed to give it back to me when I loaned it to him and when I use Jenny Foxworth as ransom since her family is rich.
Edgar: Well, I was planning to have the fortune all to myself once the cats are taken care of.
Roscoe and DeSoto: (growls)
Edgar: (whimpering) But I suppose I could spare some of it to help you.
Sykes: Good, good. I’m glad you’re willing to help me with my money problem.
Njano: And also, they’ve brought along some students from the School of Friendship.
Azula: What? What did they look like?
Njano: A light blue changeling, a yak, a blue griffn, an earth pony with a turtle cutie mark, a hippogriff and an orange dragon.
Mzingo: Yes, I think I did see them before when I spy on the school a few times.
Mwoga: Yeah. They’ve become great friends with each other and try to learn friendship from Twilight.
Hawk Moth: So Twilight brings her students along on her adventures. Why am I not surprised?
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: It is of no concern to me, Hawk Moth. They will not be able to beat us. We are far too powerful for them. They are mere children. As I said before, we will take over that school and destroy the concept of teaching friendship to other species other than ponies. Our little protege will see to that.
Goat: (chuckles) Yeah. Besides, yaks, dragons, hippogriffs and griffins can’t have friendship since it’s not natural for them, compadre. They won’t be able to grasp it.
Edgar: And how will your friend see to this school’s end?
Reirei: You’II find out soon enough, Edgar. We have to get our plan of helping you get rid of those cats to be the only one to inherit Madame’s fortune out of the way first. Right, Goigoi?
Goigoi: (snores)
Reirei: Goigoi! (kicks him awake)
Goigoi: (snorts) Whatever you say, dear.
Edgar: Is he always sleeping a lot?
Reirei: Yes but he’s my mate, I can’t really blame him.
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: So, Edgar, will you accept our help with your problem and you help us in exchange?
[Edgar ponders and determined to get rid of the cats, agrees]
Edgar: Yes. You got yourselves a deal.
Ushari: Excellent. Now we just need to think of a plan.
Goat: Perhaps when those cats walk out in the open, we’II kill them. That would be great, amigos.
Chungu: Ooh, oooh, we can eat them.
Cheezi: Yeah. That will do the trick.
Janja: Hold on, furbrains. Doing it here in Paris can easily leave traces for Madame to follow back to us and discover Edgar’s betrayal.
Jafar: He’s right you fools. If we’re gonna have to get rid of the cats and the Irelanders, we have to do it without Madame knowing.
Robbie Rotten: We can’t risk getting caught by her. We have to be very sneaky about it.
Cruella De Vil: Indeed. So we have to come up with a better plan.
Edgar: And I think I know how to get rid of the cats without Madame knowing.
Kiburi: Well, lay it on us, we’re all ears.
Edgar: We’II send them to sleep with some pills as well as the Irelanders and when night comes, we’II make our move.
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Excellent. That will do well for our favour.
Sykes: And while you do that, you might wanna put some trousers on first.
[Edgar looks down at his torn trousers and sees that Sykes is right. The scene changes to where the kittens run to the kitty door]
Berlioz: Wait for me! Wait for me!
Marie: Me first, me first.
[They all squash into the kitty door]
Toulouse: Why should you be first?
Marie: Because I’m a lady, that’s why.
Toulouse: (chuckles) You're not a lady.
Berlioz: (tugs at Marie’s tail) You’re nothing but a sister!
Marie: Oh!
[Berlioz pulls her back to the door and jumps onto the floor first]
Marie: (blowing her bow out of her face) I’ll show you if I’m a lady or not.
[The kittens run around playing. Berlioz tickles Marie's stomach]
Toulouse, Marie and Berlioz: (giggling)
Marie: (giggling) You're tickling!
Toulouse: Get her, Berlioz! Get her!
[They continued playing. Toulouse leaps onto the table and holds one of the candlesticks. Marie tugs Berlioz's collar]
Berlioz: Fight fair, Marie!
Toulouse: Females never fight fair.
[Toulouse accidentally stumbles, knocking the candlestick he was holding onto Marie’s head. It splits in two]
Marie: Ow! Now that hurt. Mama! Connor!
[Duchess and the Irelanders come in]
Connor Lacey: Marie, what's wrong?
Applejack: What in tarnation is going on in here?
Marie: Toulouse dropped a candle on my head and it hurts.
Oliver: Are you okay?
Marie: Don’t worry, I’m alright. Just hurt.
Duchess: Marie, darling. Marie, you must stop that. This is really not lady-like. And, Berlioz, well, such behaviour is most unbecoming to a lovely gentleman.
Berlioz: Well, she started it.
Lightning McQueen: (in Manny’s voice) We don’t care who started it. We’ll finish it.
Marie: Ladies do not start fights, but they can finish them.
Zoe Trent: Indeed so leave Marie out of it. I would never do such a thing unless it was absolutely necessary. Not perfect for a lady if you ask me.
[Berlioz sticks her tongue at Marie]
Duchess: Berlioz, now don’t be rude.
Berlioz: We were just practising biting and clawing.
Duchess: Aristocats do not practise biting and clawing and things like that… it's just horrible!
Toulouse: But someday we might meet a tough alley cat. (jumps off, meows and hisses)
Duchess and Irelanders: (laughs)
Duchess: Now that will do.
Discord: Well, sadly that’s what cats do and regardless of social status, aristocrats or normal house pets, it’s in their nature to do those things so they can't resist them. That’s the way things are with cats.
June: I think they get the idea, Discord.
Tractor Tom: But if Duchess insisted on following the Aristocratic ways and resist doing things normal cats do then so be it.
Connor Lacey: You may have a point there, Tom.
Violet Parr: I know your pain, Marie. I have to deal with two brothers and their antics a lot like Dash being annoying and Jack-Jack’s lack of control over his powers which is hard to keep up with.
Dash Parr: Hey!
Violet Parr: It’s true, Dash. Live with it.
Oliver: And besides, I get along with the other kittens really well before they get adopted by kids. I’m not interested in biting and clawing like that. It wouldn’t be right to do it. I don’t wanna hurt anyone, not even Jenny.
Duchess: Well, at least you know when to resist, get along with other kittens and know that some things are unacceptable, Monsieur Oliver. Very impressive and much like a young gentleman.
Oliver: Thank you, Miss Duchess. (did a bow to show respect)
Duchess: You’re welcome. (to her kittens) It's time we concerned ourselves with self-improvement. Now, you want to grow up to be lovely, charming ladies and gentlemen. Now, Toulouse, you go and start on with your painting.
Toulouse: Yes, mama. (hissing)
Paxton: A cat doing painting? I gotta see this.
Koki: Me too. This shall be interesting.
Marie: Mama, may we watch Toulouse paint before we start our music lesson? Please?
[Toulouse jumps up onto a stool in front of a white canvas and onto a table nearby, where he press down on two tubes of paint, spreading red and blue on it]
Duchess: Well--Yes, my love, but you must be very quiet.
Toulouse: (pressing pink paint but catches it) Oops! (steps on turquoise paint) Uh-oh.
[The paint lands on the floor next to Berlioz who dodges it]
Georgette: Hey, watch where you’re squirting that paint, mister!
Bozz: Yes, Toulouse, you need to be more careful.
Toulouse: Mm-hm. Mm-mm-hm.
[He rubs the pink and blue paint together to make purple then hop onto the stool to start painting the canvas with his paws]
Toulouse: Uh-huh.
[He pick up some green paint and after pondering, add it to the canvas before picking up some red paint and threw it two times at it, revealing that he painted a picture of Edgar]
Toulouse: Yeah.
Marie: (laughs) It’s Edgar!
Berlioz: Yeah. Old picklepuss Edgar!
Irelanders: (laughs)
Duchess: Old picklepuss? (chuckles) Now, now, Berlioz. That is not kind. You know Edgar is so fond of all of us and takes very good care of us.
[The scene changes to Edgar holding a blue bottle of sleeping pills]
Edgar: Rock-a-bye, kitties~
Bye-bye you go~
[He looks at the bottle and shrugs, pouring all the pills into the saucepan]
Edgar: La la la la~
And I’m in the dough~
Oh, Edgar, you sly old fox! (hums)
[He then put nutmeg, cinnamon and vanilla on the milk in the saucepan and stirred some sugar with his spoon. He brings it up to his mouth for a sip but then quickly see what he’s about to do and stop himself]
Edgar: Oops! Oh, dear! Slip of the hand and it's off to dreamland. I say, that's not at all bad. "Slip of the hand, dreamland." (chuckles)
[Back with the Irelanders, Duchess and the kittens]
Clara Sesseman: I must say, you are a good painter, Toulouse.
Toulouse: Thanks. Mama and Madame taught me that.
Rex Owen: Whoa. Must’ve taken years of practice.
Oliver: I bet Jenny would love this once she and Fagin come back from helping Madame.
Toulouse: I’m sure she will.
Jimmy Z: I’m surprised no one ever knows about this. They will be amazed by it.
Blythe Baxter: Yeah. It’s really great.
Dodger: Hmm. Not bad, kid.
Buzzie: So, what are we gonna do?
Flaps: I don’t know. Hey, now don’t start that again.
Duchess: (giggles) Oh, you vultures are so funny. Now, let’s leave Toulouse to his painting.
Asami Sato: We might as well. We have to see what talents Marie and Berlioz have.
Mater: Yeah. I can’t wait to see them.
Duchess: Now, dear, you go to the piano and run along. Both of you, go ahead.
Marie: Yes, Mama.
Berlioz: Yes, Mama.
Duchess: It's time to practise your scales and your arpeggios.
Berlioz: (as Marie pulls him down by his tail) Ouch!
[Marie climbs up the piano, stepping on the keys and onto the edge. She brushes her head and belly with her paws in preparation as Berlioz went on the seat to sit down and demonstratively cracking knuckles on each finger on both forepaws and then hindpaws, much to Marie’s annoyance]
Marie: I'm ready, maestro.
[Berlioz pushes the keys on the side which makes Marie give a shocked look as she pulls her tail out which is bent at the end]
Marie: Oh! Mama! He did it again!
Berlioz: (whispers) Tattletale!
Maxwell McGrath: Berlioz, that’s not nice.
Diego: Will you stop teasing your sister like that?
Melody: Yeah, come on, cut her some slack.
Duchess: Now, Berlioz. Now, please, darling, settle down, and play me your pretty little song.
Berlioz: Yes, Mama.
[Berlioz plays the piano as the song Scales and Arpeggios starts playing]
Marie: Doe me so doe doe so me doe~
Every truly cultured music student knows~
You must learn your scales and your arpeggios~
Bring the music ringing from your chest~
And not your nose~
While you sing your scales and your arpeggios~
Berlioz: If you're faithful to your daily practising~
You will find you progress is encouraging~
Do mi so mi do mi so mi fa la so it goes~
When you sing your scales and your arpeggios~
Marie: Do mi so do…~
[Berlioz plays out of rhythm on the keys so she has to wait. Toulouse with his paws in paint, joins Berlioz on the piano]
Marie and Duchess: Do mi so do do so mi do~
Do mi so do do so mi do~
Though at first it seems as though it doesn't show~
Like a tree, ability will bloom and grow~
Duchess, Marie and Toulouse: If you’re smart, you’ll learn by heart~
What every artist knows~
Marie and Duchess: You must sing your scales~
Duchess, Toulouse and Marie: And arpe-e-e-gios!~
[Berlioz and Toulouse start to duel on the piano before headbutting each other and falling down]
Irelanders: (laughs)
The Mask: Those kittens do like to show off their sibling rivalry.
Pinkie Pie: Yeah but that end was so funny. (laughs)
Connor Lacey: I agree. The song is also very great.
Twilight Sparkle: Yeah, you all did very well.
Duchess: Thanks, Monsieur Connor and Mademoiselle Twilight. I taught them well.
Oliver: You got a lovely singing voice, Marie. So pretty.
Marie: (chuckles) Glad you think so.
Spike: I’m surprised that the whole world doesn’t know about this. They’II become famous for that.
Jack Skellington: Yes, Spike, but they mustn’t know they can talk.
Jade Chan: And besides, they’re not ready to show the world their great talents yet. They’re in the humble beginning period at the moment. It happens to people a lot.
Merlin: Madame will decide when to show the world the kittens’ talents in time.
Samurai Jack: I agree with Merlin. No rushing into things they’re not yet ready for.
Duchess: That’s right but I do appreciate what you’re saying all the same though.
Poppy O’Hair: We’re glad you get the idea, Duchess.
Oliver: You know, Berlioz, I often help Jenny with her piano lessons sometimes.
Berlioz: Really? How did you do that?
Oliver: Well, I turn the pages on her music book and play some of the keys. One time, she even sang a song called Good Company after she adopted me.
Marie: I wish I could’ve heard it. Her voice must sound as nearly as pretty as mine.
Oliver: Perhaps sometime you will, Marie. I’m lucky to have Jenny as my owner since she gives me a home and loves me very much.
Toulouse: I agree, you and her do make a perfect pair.
Duchess: She is a lovely girl for you, Oliver. Perhaps sometime she and Berlioz can play a piano duet together.
Buzzie: Yeah. She’II be impressed that Berlioz can play the piano.
Berlioz: I suppose I can give that a shot though I wouldn’t sing in her presence.
Oliver: I understand, Berlioz. As far as I know, some piano performances don’t include singing.
Lana: (chuckles) Still, she would love it all the same.
Chris Kratt: Say, Oliver, we can’t help but notice that you like Marie.
Francis: Indeed and if you ask me, you have that love look in your eyes.
Oliver: What? How did you…
Dodger: Why by the way you looked at her on our way here, kid. It’s nothing to be shy about.
Oliver: Well, I, um….
Mushu: Oh, come on, Oliver. Wake up and smell the pheromones. It’s very clear that you and Marie are MFEO.
Oliver: MFEO?
Mushu: Made for each other.
Oliver: Well… (clears throat) I admit it, she is very pretty.
Fluttershy: Aw, that’s very nice.
Connor Lacey: So, what’s wrong with that?
Oliver: Nothing. It’s just, I was wondering if she likes me. I mean, she’s an aristocrat and I’m only a normal house pet from the streets and now living with a rich family. What if she doesn’t like me?
Cassandra: Aw, (bends down and strokes Oliver in comfort) Oliver, of course she’ll like you. I’m sure if you spend a little time with her and get to know her, maybe she’ll do the same for you.
Capper: And the most important thing is that you have to tell her how you feel about her, cause if you don’t, she’ll go on the rest of her life without knowing.
Oliver: Are you sure? What would she say if I did that?
Maisie Lockwood: Well, from the times we’ve seen couples fall in love with each other, she’d probably say the same things they did, “I love you too.”.
Pepe Le Pew: You’II just have to find out for yourself but I’m sure that you and Marie will be perfect for each other. Young love is beautiful, no?
Elsa: Yeah, Anna had difficulty finding the right guy at first but she eventually chose Kristoff after realising Hans never loved her since he uses her to kill me and take over Arendelle.
Oliver: Do you really think I can do it?
Tito: Hey, man, if I can get Georgette to like me by acting in a gentlemanly way, then I’d say you got a pretty good chance with the kitty girl.
Oliver: Thanks, guys. Just don’t tell Marie and her family about my crush just yet. I’II decide when to tell her.
Kion: We understand and respect your choice, Oliver and will support it. You have my word as the leader of the Lion Guard.
Connor Lacey: Your secret’s safe with us.
Ponies: Cross our hearts and hope to fly and stick a cupcake in my eye.
Heidi: We know you can do it, Oliver. We believe in you.
Sandbar: Yeah, we got your back.
[From the piano, Marie looks at Oliver with admiration]
Marie: (to herself) Oliver is so handsome and very cute. I would like to get to know him better. Wonder if he likes me.
Berkeley Beetle: And besides, Madame and Jenny figured out about your crush on the toots but we’II inform them and Fagin to keep it under wraps for now.
Oliver: Thanks, guys. I don’t know what I’d do without you sometimes.
Dodger: Hey, what are friends for, kid? We’II always be there to help you.
Annie: Yeah, you can always count on us, little guy.
Georgette: Well, we’II see how this will go.
Rod: (looking at the clock) Edgar’ll be coming soon to feed the cats.
Rocket Raccoon: Must be dinner time. I’m getting hungry.
Good Fairy: Yeah, we might as well fill our bellies before we go to bed.
[The door opens and Edgar steps in, holding a covered tray with a big smile]
Edgar: Oh, good evening, my little ones and honoured guests. (hums)
Kittens: (meows)
Edgar: (as the kittens play around his feet) Your favourite dish, prepared in a very special way. It's creme de la creme a la Edgar. (puts it down on the floor and uncovers it, revealing bowls of milk as the kittens start to drink it) Sleep well. I-I mean, eat, eat well, of course. 
Casey Jones: We’II make sure they drink up, dude.
April O’Neil: Yeah, you can count on us to keep an eye on them.
Connor Lacey: See you later, Edgar.
[Edgar leaves. As the cats and Irelanders eat and drink their dinner, Marie and Berlioz lick their lips before resuming. Roquefort, a grey mouse, peeks out of his mouse-hole and after giving a sniff, runs back inside then comes back out with a cracker which he hides behind his back]
Roquefort: Ahem! Good evening, Duchess. Hello kittens.
Marie: Hello, Roquefort.
Toulouse: Hi, Roquefort.
Duchess: Good evening, Monsieur Roquefort. 
Georgette: (gasps) A mouse! What is the meaning of this?
Duchess: Oh, Mademoiselle Georgette, do not be alarmed. Roquefort is a good friend of ours.
Georgette: Friend?
Berlioz: Yeah, we’re not interested in eating mice like most cats are. Aristocrats adore all creatures, especially mice.
Ono: Hmm. That is very interesting.
Roquefort: Say, who are those guys with you, Duchess?
Duchess: This is Monsieur Connor Lacey and his friends the Irelanders, Monsieur Roquefort. They are our guests.
Connor Lacey: It’s nice to meet you, Roquefort.
Dora: Yeah, we like making new friends on our adventures.
Roquefort: Pleasure is all mine. You’re not even scared of me or panicked.
Raven Queen: Scared? Panicked? (scoffs) Come on, not everyone has a phobia of your species.
Oliver: And if you’re worried about me, I’m not interested in chasing or eating mice myself. They’re just small animals.
Fluttershy: Yes, and I even have a few pet mice back at my cottage.
Roquefort: Phew. That’s a relief.
Dodger: Yeah, relax, little guy. I don’t eat cats. It’s too much fur. That’s why the gang and I are friends with the kid.
Francis, Einstein, Tito and Rita: (all agreeing)
Smolder: That explains a lot despite the fact that dogs chase cats and cats chase mice.
Captain America: Maybe normal cats and dogs do where Connor’s from and in other places but not most talking cats and dogs. Our mouse friend, Fievel is friends with an orange cat named Tiger who is friendly and a vegetarian so he doesn’t eat meat or chase mice.
Gallus: Now I’ve seen everything.
Bunga: So don’t worry, little mousey, you’re OK with us.
Roquefort: Well, glad we are on the same page. (sniffs) Mmm! Something smells awfully good. What is that appetising smell?
Marie: It's creme de la creme a la Edgar.
Rita: It’s just normal milk but what Edgar calls it is very good.
Martin Kratt: Yeah, plus it fills up the cats’ bellies.
Duchess: Won't you join us, monsieur Roquefort?
Roquefort: Well, yes. I-I mean… well, I don't mean to interrupt, but… but it so happens that... I have a cracker with me.
Thorn: We’II be happy to have you join us.
Lightning McQueen: Yeah, welcome, the more, the merrier.
Berlioz: Come on, “Rodefort”, have some.
Roquefort: (rolls the cracker over to them) Oh, thank you. Don’t mind if I do. (dunks the cracker in the milk) Just a few dunks. (eats the cracker) Mm. Ooh. Very good. My compliments to the chef.
Kiera: You said it. Very helpful like Jenny’s butler, Winston.
Catalina: Yeah, not bad if I do say so myself.
Oliver: (drinks the milk) This milk is really good.
Skalk: At least it’s like water to drink. (drinks)
Marie: Mm. Skalk’s right. This is yummy.
Roquefort: Mm.. Delicious! (finishes the cracker) Double delicious! This calls for another cracker. I'll be right back.
Chug: Okay, we’ll be waiting for ya.
Aviva Corcovado: You know, Roquefort is a particular kind of sheep's milk cheese that is made in the southern portion of France.
Shenron: Very observant, Aviva.
Aviva Corcovado: Well, it helps when you travel the creature world in the Tortuga.
Farmer Fi: Same goes for living on a farm. Seems like Roquefort is named after the cheese.
Pepe Le Pew: You can say that again. Si magnifique.
Connor Lacey: I like Roquefort. He’s such a friendly mouse.
Sunset Shimmer: Yeah, he even has polite table manners.
Iago: Too bad he has to bring that disgusting cracker.
Yona: What wrong with bad tempered parrot?
Rarity: Apologies, Yona. He’s not fond of crackers.
Koki: Even though most parrots like them.
Iago: The Sultan of Agrabah often stuffs them in my beak which I don’t like at all and that’s the reason for helping Jafar take over the kingdom for payback when I used to work for him but after I betrayed Jafar and redeemed myself, the Sultan doesn’t give me disgusting crackers any more.
Yona: Oh, Yona get it now.
Leo: We understand that you don’t like crackers, Iago.
Penny Ling: And we respect it. Not everyone likes the same food.
Iago: Well, glad we understand each other.
Michelangelo: Too bad we didn’t order any pizza here. It would be good with milk.
Donatello: Well, there’s always next time.
Fuli: Let’s just enjoy what we have for now, Mikey.
[Berlioz drinks some more milk]
Berlioz: (yawns)
Connor Lacey: (yawns) I’m getting a bit tired myself.
Twilight Sparkle: (yawns) You’re not the only one.
Dusty Crophopper: Yeah, a little weird but perhaps it’s time we get some shut eye. (yawns)
Marinette/Ladybug: I’m with Dusty. (yawns)
Frozone/Lucius Best: So do we. Let’s get to bed, everyone.
[Roquefort makes his way to his mouse hole swaying sleepily as he does]
Roquefort: (yawns) So, that's... creme... de la creme... a la Edgar.
[He flops over and falls asleep. The screen fades to black before showing the back door at night as Edgar pokes his head out through the kitty door and looks around to see if anyone is about before going back in and opening it. He’s holding a basket and starts to tiptoe across the backyard though he accidentally trips over a trash can, knocking it over which startles him. He turns around and walks backwards slowly toward a tree which a branch pokes him in the back]
Edgar: (gasps)
[He put his hands up, thinking it’s a gun but looks back to see it’s just a branch
Edgar: (chuckles)
Zach Varmitech: Hey!
[Edgar got startled by Zach’s yell as the Foot Empire emerge from the shadows]
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Sh, it's us Edgar.
Edgar: Phew, don't scare me like that.
Zach Varmitech: (in Diesel’s voice) We didn’t mean to surprise you, Edgar but I’m afraid we can’t help it.
Mzingo: There’s no one around so we’re all clear.
Donita Donata: Then we’d better get going.
Brittany: What about the girl and the pickpocket?
Whittany: We can’t leave them here to find out our plans.
Tiger Claw: Forget them. Hawk Moth has something special in mind for them.
Hawk Moth: And besides, we don’t want to awake Madame if we go back for the girl and the pickpocket.
Cruella: He’s right but Edgar tripping over that trash can would have drawn attention to us.
Reirei: Well, I don’t see anyone poking around, do you?
Cruella: No, thank goodness for that.
Janja: Yeah but Edgar, you’ve got to be more careful when you try to sneak about, got that?
Edgar: Yes, I got it, Janja.
Kiburi: And thankfully the cats and Irelanders didn’t wake up either.
Robbie Rotten: Are you sure they're all asleep?
Edgar: Yes, I am 100% certain.
Maleficent: Excellent. The sleeping pills did the trick of keeping them asleep but they’II wear off after a while so the sooner we take them away from here the better.
Jafar: Agreed, Maleficent. We don’t want them to wake up on the move and ruin our plan.
Ushari: Yes but they’II get a big surprise once they find out where they are once we dumped them somewhere.
Paisley Paver: Ushari is right. Let’s not waste any more time standing around like oafs.
Sykes: Yeah, let’s load them on the sidecar and get going.
[Edgar went over to his motorcycle and put the basket in the sidecar before lifting the cover to look at the sleeping cats all snuggled in it. Toulouse opens his eyes for a second before closing them again as Edgar puts the cover down. The sleeping Irelanders were loaded into Karl Haulzemoff]
Rahzar: Look at them, all snuggled up in their sleep. (chuckles)
Fishface: Sssh, you’ll wake them.
Mozenrath: He’s right, you fool. Can’t risk anything despite sleeping pills. But it’s too bad that they’II be sleeping somewhere else for the night.
DeSoto: I do wish we could have eaten those cats.
Roscoe: You and me both but orders are orders.
Azula: We’II send Maleficent’s goons with you guys to ensure you and Edgar don’t make a mess of things while you get rid of the cats and the Irelanders.
Goat: Yes, they will ensure you don’t mess it up.
Gourmand: Based on how stupid they are, it depends on if they do that.
[Diablo nodded in agreement]
Tiger Claw: Let’s move.
[Goat climbs onto his motorbike, the villains go on Karl and Sykes’ car and Edgar gets on his motorcycle which whirs and sputters twice, making Edgar’s hat bounce off his head a couple times, before setting off into the night through a street and taking a left. They almost turn left to the police station but realise their mistake and turn around to down another street]
Edgar: (sighs in relief) Ahh!
[Edgar rolls down into a subway as Sykes’ car and Karl stop at the edge of the stairs watching and hearing a train whistle blowing before he drives back up and they turn around to follow him]
Tamka: Oops. He went down the subway.
Nduli: He should watch where he’s going.
Nne: Yep. Sykes did that one time as we’re all aware.
Tano: And that resulted in his death as well as the dogs, trying to hunt down the girl, the pickpocket, The Irelanders and their pets.
Sykes: Well, we’re back now and Edgar managed to get out of there before he made the same mistake.
Donita Donata: Eh, who cares? Let’s just get out of town.
Pig Goon: You heard her, fellas. We gotta get going.
Goons: (chatters)
[The villains, Karl and Edgar drive past Notre Dame and onto the bridge over the river Seine as the scene changes to the countryside where they came to a junction and took a right down a road. At a windmill, a bloodhound named Napoleon is asleep under a hay cart when he hears them coming. He wakes up and proceeds to stand up though he hits his head on the cart’s underneath. He shakes it off and walks out from under it over to a haystack]
Napoleon: Lafayette. Hey, Lafayette.
[Lafayette, a Basset Hound, appears from the hay as Napoleon stands on his left ear]
Lafayette: (grunts)
Napoleon: Lafayette!
Lafayette: Well, I'm right here! 
Napoleon: Listen! Wheels approaching.
Lafayette: Oh, Napoleon, we done bit six tires today. Chased four motorcars, a bicycle and a scooter. 
Napoleon: Hush your mouth! (raises an ear to listen) It’s a motorcycle. Two-cylinder, chain drive, one squeaky wheel on the front, it sounds like. Also, a truck, another motorcycle and a Cadillac, all in perfect condition. (they walk towards the gate) Now, you go for the tires, and I'll go right for the seat of the problem.
Lafayette: How come you always grab the tender part for yourself?
[He trips over one of his ears as they reach the gate]
Napoleon: 'Cause I outrank you, that's why. Now stop beating your gums and sound the attack!
Lafayette: (barks)
Napoleon: No, that's mess call!
Lafayette: Yeah, made a mess of it, huh?
Napoleon: You can be replaced, you know.
Lafayette: Okay, let’s charge!
[Lafayette lunges forward and falls flat because Napoleon stands on his tail]
Lafayette: Oooh.
Napoleon: Wait a minute, I'm the leader! I'm the one that says when we go. (pauses for a few seconds) Here we go. Charge!
[Lafayette and Napoleon charge forward towards Edgar and the villains who soon spotted them in surprise]
Robbie Rotten: What?
Sykes: What the….
Brittany: Dogs incoming!
Whittany: We’re under attack!
Reirei: What in the Outlands?
[Edgar, Karl, Goat and Sykes’ car turn left and roll down a slope. The basket and Irelanders fall out as they drive into the river with the two dogs in pursuit. They drive and run up on the ceiling in circles til Edgar and the villains drive up the slope, soar into the air then land back on the road. Edgar’s hat lands on Napoleon’s head as he and Lafayette emerge from the water filled sidecar]
Edgar: Whew.
Robbie Rotten: That was a close one.
Janja: Yeah, what’s gotten into those dogs?
Goat: I’m not sure, amigos. Must have gone crazy.
Brittany: You think? They shouldn’t do that.
Whittany: Wait til we find whoever owns those dogs or the authorities and tell them about their attack on us.
Cheezi: Uh….
Goigoi: What is it, you two?
Chungu: You might wanna look in the sidecar.
[Edgar look back and smiled then took a double take and lifted his hat to see Napoleon glaring at him]
Villains: Uh-oh.
Edgar: Ahh!
[He slams his hat back on Napoleon who bites his bottom, ripping a hole in his trousers, which spins Edgar around on the handlebars]
Edgar: Ow! Nice doggy! Nice doggy! Heel, roll over, play dead!
[Lafayette grabs onto Napoleon’s tail with his teeth but loses grip and falls toward a tree which sends him flying into Edgar, who is hitting Napoleon with his umbrella, sending him flying off the motorcycle into the air as he lands in the sidecar with Napoleon. Edgar open his umbrella like a parachute which has him float in the air]
Edgar: Yeow! (shudders)
Mwoga: Taking a flight, Edgar? (chuckles)
Mzingo: Not the time for jokes, Mwoga.
Kiburi: He’s right. Those dogs are stealing Edgar’s bike.
Paisley Paver: Get those dogs!
[The goons, Roscoe, DeSoto and Army of Scar run after Napoleon who is now driving the motorcycle as Lafayette chillaxes in the sidecar]
Lafayette: Ha-ha. This sure beats runnin', Napoleon. (laughs)
[Napoleon’s eyes widened seeing something ahead. Lafayette stops laughing and gasps too as they head toward a tree. Upon impact, the sidecar breaks away from the bike as they go in different directions. Lafayette turns the sidecar around as Edgar’s umbrella turns inward causing him to fall onto the bike behind Napoleon]
Goons: (yelling)
Robbie Rotten: Dah! You get your mangy paws off of that motorcycle, you mutt!
Goat: Huh?
[Lafayette gasps as they race toward each other. Napoleon jumps into Edgar’s arms. As they sped past, Lafayette grabbed onto Edgar’s trouser strap which dragged the sidecar back into the bike’s rear. As they roll towards the windmill, Edgar grabs onto one of the sails and Napoleon grabs onto his trousers, leaving the motorcycle, Lafayette, the sidecar and the villains racing around in circles at the windmill’s base. The sails lower Napoleon to the ground, making him lose his grip on Edgar’s trousers and get run over by the motorcycle as he skids to a stop. Lafayette got lifted by a sail caught in his collar as the sidecar ran over Napoleon. Edgar jumps off his sail and Lafayette follows suit, grabbing onto Edgar’s legs as they float down. Napoleon runs around pushing the sidecar to catch. Lafayette loses his grip on Edgar’s legs and pulls his socks and shoes off as he falls into the sidecar. He points up at Edgar for Napoleon to look at as his umbrella turns inward again. He falls onto the bike and his umbrella covers him]
Zach Varmitech: Those dogs are getting out of hand! I suggest we get out of here while we can!
Donita Donata: I’m with Zach. Let’s go!
Dabio: Yes, Donita.
Lafayette: Step on the gas, Napoleon!
Napoleon: I got her wide open!
[Napoleon pushes the sidecar faster and soon catches up with the bike, Edgar and the villains. Lafayette reaches out and grabs onto the bike with his front paws but gets stretched between the sidecar and the bike. Edgar steps on Lafayette’s paws, making him let go in pain. He shakes his hands better and glares at Edgar who put his foot on the sidecar to get it back but was stretched between the two himself. Edgar throws away his umbrella and tilts forward to use his hands to walk on the ground. Lafayette notices Edgar’s leg and walks out onto it, rolls the trouser leg up and bites down on it]
Edgar: Ow!
[The dogs, Edgar and the villains go in separate directions as the sidecar crashes into a trough, sending the dogs flying and sliding through mud]
Edgar: Ha-ha.
Rex: That takes care of them.
Cruella: (to the dogs) That will teach you to mess with Cruella De Vil! Next time, you two will be made into fur coats if you attack again!
Sykes: Let that be a lesson to you.
Janja: Windmill, 12:00!
[Edgar and the villains sped into the windmill, crashing into the wall, briefly moving it for a few metres before bursting through it and racing off back down the road and over the bridge out of sight. Lightning flashes as the camera closes in on the Irelanders and Duchess who are laying on the ground near the riverbank when a thunderclap wakes them]
Duchess: Oh! Oh, where am I? I am not at home at all. 
Connor Lacey: (yawns) What on Earth…..
Twilight Sparkle: (waking up) Huh? What?
Oliver: Wha… What happened?
Dodger: You OK, kid?
Oliver: Wait, we’re not at Madame’s!
Tito: He’s right, man, look around.
Kion: We’re in the countryside.
Helen Parr/Elastigirl: How is that possible? I don’t recall sleepwalking.
Heidi: If I was sleepwalking, I would have been dead like I almost did but since I’m still alive, it’s not the case.
Fuli: Could this be a dream or something? It has to be.
Rarity: Well, Princess Luna isn’t here since she usually appears to us in our dreams so that’s highly unlikely.
Duchess: Are you fellas alright?
Connor Lacey: I think so, Duchess. A bit confused but OK.
Lance Strongbow: Uh, guys, where are the kittens?
Maisie Lockwood: (gasps) Lance’s right. They must be around here somewhere.
Mako: Let’s spread out and look for them.
Duchess: Children, where are you? Answer me!
Pepper Clark: Come out, come out, wherever you are!
Oliver: Marie? Where are you?
Marie: (caught in a tree) Here I am, Oliver.
Oliver: Guys, Duchess, she’s over there.
[Duchess and the Irelanders follow him to Marie]
Duchess: Marie, darling, are you all right?
Marie: Uh, I guess I had a nightmare and fell out of bed.
Laura: Well, we’re glad to see that you’re alright, Marie.
Oliver: (nuzzles her) Yeah, I was worried about you.
Marie: Well, I’m glad you’re here, Oliver.
Duchess: Now, Marie, darling, don't be frightened.
Berlioz (off-screen): Mama! Mama!
Marie: That’s Berlioz.
Ono: Let me take a look.
[Ono flew up and uses his sight to see Berlioz off screen]
Ono: (gasps) Guys, Berlioz is in the shallow water!
Zazu: Thanks, Ono.
Duchess: Over here, darling. Berlioz, here we are. And don't worry, everything is going to be alright.
[Berlioz walks through the shallow water]
Berlioz (wet and miserable): I'm coming, Mama. Gee, I'm cold and I'm w-wet.
[He walks onto a stone then stops, seeing a frog in the grass ahead]
Frog: (croaks)
Berlioz: Mama?
Frog: (croaks a little louder)
Berlioz: Mama?
Frog: (croaks loudly)
Berlioz: (frightened) Mama!
[He runs back to Duchess and hide in her paws]
Duchess: (laughing) Oh, darling. That's only a little frog, my love.
Berlioz: But he had a mouth like a hippolotamus.
[The frog croaks again, causing Berlioz to duck down in fear]
Marie: (giggles)
Berlioz: Oh, what’s so funny?
Kiera: That you were scared of a small frog.
Oliver: It’s not gonna hurt you, Berlioz. It’s harmless.
Chris Kratt: Yeah, besides, it wasn’t that big.
Martin Kratt: I guess that you have never seen frogs before since you never left the city.
Berlioz: Oh. I see. No offence to your species, Beshte.
Beshte: That’s okay, Little B. You were just scared.
Wheeljack (Prime): Well, one thing’s for sure, that’s two kittens down, one to go.
Catalina: Yeah. We need to find Toulouse. Who knows where he’s gone to?
Duchess: Now, now, darlings. Darlings, now you just stay here, and we'll go and we'll look for Toulouse.
[They set off]
Duchess: Toulouse? Toulouse, where are you?
Irelanders: Toulouse? Toulouse, where are you? If you can hear us, say something!
Marie: Toulouse!
Marie and Berlioz: Toulouse!
[Toulouse shows up from the basket]
Marie: Toulouse!
Toulouse: Hey, what's all the yellin' about. Huh?
Berlioz: Why didn’t you answer?
Marie: Mama! Guys! He's been here all the time. 
Duchess: Oh, thank goodness.
Francis: You had us worried sick, young man.
Einstein: But at least you’re alright and everyone is all accounted for.
Starlight Glimmer: Are you alright, Toulouse?
Toulouse: I was having a funny dream. Edgar was in it, along with some people and strange animals I’ve never seen before. And we were all riding and bouncing along…
Frog: (croaks)
Toulouse: Frogs? (realising) Uh-oh, it wasn’t a dream. Edgar and those people and strange animals did this to us.
Irelanders: What?
Duchess: Edgar? Tsk! Oh, darling, but that-- why, that's ridiculous.
Blythe Baxter: Duchess’ right. There’s no way Edgar could have done this to us. He’s been friendly to us since we got to Paris.
Jackie Chan: Wait, what did these people and strange animals look like?
Toulouse: Well, there are a few humans and those animals have grey, brown, green, horns and other weird colours. There are also two big dogs. Other than that, I didn’t see them clearly.
Pepe Le Pew: (chuckles) I think he got bounced around in that basket way too much in his sleep.
Melody: Hmm. Perhaps, Pepe. We’re not sure if it was Edgar but if it was, we’ll find out whether Toulouse is right or not.
Gallus: This is just nonsense.
Berlioz: Yeah, maybe you fell on your head, Toulouse.
[Another thunderclap startles them]
Fluttershy: Yeeep!
Marie: (hiding under her mother’s legs) Mama, I’m afraid. I wanna go home.
Duchess: Now, now, my darling. Don't be frightened. You’II see…. (screams a bit)
[It starts to rain as the cats get in the basket and the Irelanders take shelter under the bridge]
Duchess: Oh dear, oh dear! Let's get into the basket, all of us.
Sandbar: We can’t fit in there so we’ll take shelter under the bridge.
Varian: This will have to do for shelter for the night.
Mallow: Yeah, guess we’ll have to wait out the storm.
Toulouse: What's gonna happen to us?
Duchess: Well, darlings, I… I just don’t know. It does look hopeless, doesn’t it?
Ocellus: It sure does. It looks miserable out there.
Quincy: Yeah and we can’t walk back to Paris in this weather.
Georgette: I wouldn’t want to ruin my beauty looks out there. That will be even worse than sleeping out here in the dirt. Ugh.
Tito: Hey, relax, baby, you got your BF to clean any dirt from the lovely fur of yours.
Clara Sesseman: The last thing we need is you and Rarity becoming drama queens out here.
Rarity: Drama queens?! Well, excuse us.
Clara Sesseman: Sorry but it’s true.
Lightning McQueen: Look, we can argue in the morning.
Blade Ranger: McQueen’s right. It’s getting late now so we’II have to think of a plan to get back home tomorrow.
Mato: If you say so, Blade.
Yona: Headpony sure we safe under old dark bridge?
Twilight Sparkle: Of course we’re safe, Yona.
Gallus: Good thing this is not a small place to be in.
Silverstream: And it means I can go for a swim.
Smolder: Perhaps also save it for the morning. You heard what Blade said.
Silverstream: Oh, well. I suppose you have a point.
Iago: I just hope we’II teach whoever did this to us a lesson.
[Oliver looks out at the rain, remembering his night out on the streets in the rain before he met Dodger and the Irelanders]
Dodger: Hey, relax, kid. You ain’t alone this time.
Oliver: I know, Dodge but I couldn’t help remembering that night sometimes. I was so scared and lonely out on the streets when I ended up in them.
Kim Possible: Well, you’ve got friends to give you comfort.
Ron Stoppable: Yeah. You’re not alone any more thanks to us, the Irelanders.
Rufus: Uh-huh.
Jiminy Cricket: Yeah, kid, you’re safe with us. Things will look better once mother nature calms down.
Korra: In the meantime, try and get some sleep.
Oliver: Will do, guys. Thank you.
Steel: You’re welcome.
Connor Lacey: Looks like this is gonna be a long night.
[Marie overheard the talk and felt pity from hearing about Oliver being scared by the thunder on the streets and touched by his friends be at his side]
Berlioz: I wish we were home with Madame right now.
Duchess: Oh. Poor Madame. She, Jenny and Fagin will be so worried when she finds us gone.
[The scene changes to Madame laying in bed as the thunder and lightning echoes outside. She wakes up]
Madame: Duchess? Kittens? Oh, my gracious! I had the most horrible dream about them. Thank goodness it was only a dream. Oh dear, what a terrible night.
[She looks over to the kitty bed and put on her sleeping gown]
Madame: Now, now, my darlings. Don't be frightened. The storm will soon pass.
[But as she lifted the curtain, lightning flashes, brightening up the bed to reveal that it’s empty, much to Madame’s shock]
Madame: Oh! Oh, no! They’re gone! (went out into the hallway) Duchess? Kittens! Duchess? Where are you?
[Jenny and Fagin woke up in surprise]
Jenny: Madame, is everything okay?
Madame: No, it isn’t, Jenny. Duchess and the kittens are gone!
Fagin: (coming out of the guest room) Dodger, Oliver, the gang and the Irelanders aren’t here either!
Madame: (gasps) Them as well.
Jenny: Oh, no. Oliver! Connor! Not again.
[Roquefort comes out of his hole overhearing the news]
Madame: They're gone! They're gone!
Roquefort: Duchess? Kittens? Irelanders? Gone? Why, that's terrible! But where? Why? Good heavens! Anything could happen to them on a night like this! Get.. get washed down a storm drain, struck by lightning. Oh, they'll need help. (came out, wearing a red hat and putting on a red coat) I've just got to find them. 
[He opens the kitty door and went outside]
Roquefort: Duchess! Kittens! Irelanders!
[Lightning flashes and thunder claps, startling Roquefort who strap his hat tight and huddles himself with his coat as he jumps down the steps and run out through the gate]
Roquefort: Duchess! Kittens! Irelanders!
[The screen fades to black and changes to morning. Duchess and the Irelanders are asleep out near the basket when they hear singing and wake up]
Thomas O’Malley: I like cheech-a-cheech-chee-roni~
Like they make at home~
Or a healthy fish with a big backbone~
[They follow the singing and see an orange adult cat with two white front paws on the other side, dancing and singing into view]
I'm Abraham DeLacey~
Giuseppe Casey~
Thomas O’Malley~
O'Malley the alley cat!~
I’ve got that wanderlust~
Gotta walk the scene~
Gotta kick up highway dust~
Feel the grass that's green~
Gotta strut them city streets~
Showin' off my éclat, yeah~
[He looks down and saw Duchess and the Irelanders looking at him]
Tellin' my friends of the social elite~
Or some cute cat I happen to meet~
That I'm Abraham DeLacey~
Guiseppe Casey~
Thomas O’Malley~
O’Malley the alley cat!~
Connor Lacey: Your singing is good.
Duchess: (laughs) Why, monsieur, your name seems to cover all of Europe.
Thomas O’Malley: Well of course. I'm the only cat of my kind.
[He throws a flower down to Duchess who licks her paw]
I’m king of the highway~
Prince of the boulevard~
Duke of the avant-garde~
The world is my backyard~
[The kittens look out of the basket and watch]
So if you're goin' my way~
That’s the road you wanna seek~
Calcutta to Rome~
Or home sweet home in Paris…~
Magnifique, you all!~
Toulouse: Oh, boy, an alley cat.
Marie (hushing him with a paw): Shh! Listen!
Thomas O’Malley: I got only myself~
And this big old world~
But I sip that cup of life~
With my fingers curled~
I don’t worry what road to take~
I don't have to think of that~
Whatever I take is the road I make~
[Toulouse dances to the beat]
It’s the road of life, make no mistake~
For me~
Yeah, Abraham de Lacy~
Giuseppe Casey~
Thomas O’Malley~
O'Malley the alley cat~
[Toulouse bumps into Marie as he dances. She elbows him to stop and he glares at her]
Thomas O’Malley: And I'm very proud of that~
Yeah!~
Duchess: (laughs and claps) Bravo! Very good. You are a great talent.
O'Malley: Oh thank you. And what might your name be?
Duchess: My name is Duchess and this is Monsieur Connor Lacey and his Irelanders.
Connor Lacey: Nice to meet you, O’Malley.
Oliver: I’m Oliver.
Dodger: Name’s Dodger.
Rita: I’m Rita.
Francis: You may call me Francis.
Einstein: I’m Einstein.
Tito: Allow me to introduce myself: I am Ignacio Alonzo Julio Frederico de Tito.
Georgette: I’m Georgette. Six time national champion.
Heidi: I’m Heidi.
Clara Sesseman: I’m Clara Sessman.
Maisie Lockwood: I’m Maisie Lockwood.
Varian: I’m Varian.
Lance Strongbow: Name’s Lance Strongbow.
Kiera: I’m Kiera though most people call me Angry. This is my sister, Catalina.
Catalina: Hello there.
Skalk: Name’s Skalk.
Berkeley Beetle: Beetle's my name and Razzmatazz is my game.
Pepe Le Pew: I am Pepe Le Pew.
Sandbar: I’m Sandbar.
Silverstream: I’m Silverstream.
Yona: Name Yona Yak.
Ocellus: I’m Ocellus.
Smolder: My name is Smolder.
Gallus: Call me Gallus.
Thomas O’Malley: A pleasure to meet you, guys. Duchess. Beautiful. Love it. And those eyes.. ooh. Why your eyes are like sapphires, sparkling so bright, they make the morning radiant.. and light. 
Marie: How romantic.
Berlioz: Sissy stuff!
Helen Parr/Elastigirl: I think Duchess will take that as a compliment.
Lillie: Yeah, though Berlioz just has to call it sissy.
Russell Fergusson: Yeah, what is that kid’s problem?
Captain Jake: Probably has no taste in romance.
Duchess: Oh, c'est tres jolie, monsieur. Very poetic. But it is not quite Shakespeare.
O'Malley: Of course not. That's pure O'Malley, baby. Right off the cuff, yeah. I got a million of 'em. 
Francis: That is very nice of having your own style to be poetic.
Koki: But you see the thing is….
Sheriff: We’re in a heap of trouble.
O'Malley: Trouble? Helping beautiful dame… uh, damsels in distress is my specialty. Now, what's the hang-up, your ladyship and fellas?
Duchess: Well, it is most important that we get back to Paris. So if you would be just so kind and show us the way.... 
O'Malley: Show you the way? Perish the thought! We shall fly to Paris on a magic carpet, side by side, (Marie runs out of the basket) with the stars as our guide, just we two.
Marie: Oh, that would be wonderful.
O'Malley: Three?
[Toulouse and Berlioz join her]
O’Malley: Four. Five!
Duchess: Oh yes, Monsieur O'Malley. These are my children.
O'Malley: Oh, how sweet.
Iago: The only magic carpet I know is one of my friends back in Agrabah with Aladdin so I find it hard to believe that that cat has one.
Cassandra: Yeah. Sorry, kids, but he was joking.
Varian: I don’t think they heard you, Cass.
O’Malley: Oh. I also didn’t see you have dogs here. (looks at them a bit nervously)
Dodger: Hey, relax, pal. I don’t eat cats, it’s too much fur. You’re OK with me, my gang and Zoe here.
Oliver: Yeah. They’re my friends.
O’Malley: Well, if you say I can trust you, then that’s alright with me. A cat friends with dogs? Now I’ve seen everything.
Berlioz: Do you really have a magic carpet?
Marie: And are we really gonna ride on it?
Duchess: Now, now, Marie.
Marie: Mama, do I have sparkling sapphire eyes that dazzle too?
O'Malley: Hoo-ooh, did I say that? 
Duchess: Yes. Right off your cuff.
Irma Lair: Looks like the kittens have overheard everything O’Malley said. (chuckles)
Merlin: Yes, sometimes fantasies can make people jump to conclusions.
Maisie Lockwood: Even if he does have a magic carpet, it wouldn’t be big enough to carry all of us back to Paris since we don’t have the Tortuga.
Gallus: Yeah, so he was joking after all, sorry, kids.
Berlioz: And you said we're gonna ride on your magic carpet.
O'Malley: Well, now, uh-- what I meant, you see, I–
Duchess: No poetry to cover this situation, Monsieur O'Malley?
O'Malley: What I had in mind was a kind of a sports model, baby. You know, one of those–
Duchess: Perhaps a magic carpet built for two?
Marie: I wouldn't take up much room.
Duchess: (sighs) I understand perfectly, Monsieur O'Malley. Well, come along, darlings.
Marie: (sighs)
The Mask: Yeah, we’ll find our way back to Paris on our own.
Oliver: It was nice to meet you anyway, O’Malley.
Twilight Sparkle: And it was nice to get to know you.
Connor Lacey: Yeah. We might as well see you around.
[Toulouse walks up to O’Malley]
Toulouse: I'm a tough alley cat too. (hisses)
O'Malley: Hey there! You're comin' on. I'll bet you're a real tiger in your neighbourhood!
Toulouse: Yeah, that's 'cause I practise all the time.
Duchess: Now, now, Toulouse, come along, dear.
Mushu: Okie-dokie, let’s get this show on the road.
Bumblebee: You heard him, little guy, let’s roll.
Toulouse: Yes guys.
O'Malley: See ya around, tiger!
[Toulouse leaves, hissing every few steps]
O’Malley: (to himself) Ha. Now that's quite a family. Come to think of it, O'Malley, you're not a cat, you're a rat. Right? Right. Hey! Hey, hold up there.
Duchess: Yes, Monsieur O’Malley?
Discord: What is it you want now?
O'Malley: Now look, kids. If I said magic carpet, magic carpet it's gonna be. And it's gonna stop for passengers right... here. 
[He draws an X in the ground with a claw]
Berlioz: Oh boy! We're gonna fly after all! 
Rainbow Dash: Well, if you really wanted to fly you could’ve asked one of us flying members.
Razer: This better be not another one of these poems to cover our situation.
Duchess: Another flight into the fantasy, monsieur O'Malley?
O'Malley: No, no, no, baby. Now you just hide over there and you leave the rest to J. Thomas O'Malley.
[He climbs up on a tree while the heroes hide in the grass]
Toulouse: Quick, Mom, get in here.
Duchess: But, children…
Toulouse: Hurry up, mama, hurry.
Sarge: Let’s hide in the grass. Go, go, go, go, go, go!
Aviva Corcovado: Sarge, we heard you the first time.
[O’Malley is on a branch and look to see a milk truck coming into view]
O'Malley: One magic carpet coming up.
Duchess: That's a magic carpet?
Stephen: Oh, that looks more like a milk truck to me.
Chris Kratt: Yeah, but I think O’Malley’s planning to stop it so we can get on.
Martin Kratt: At least we know what he meant by magic carpet. After all, it beats walking.
Connor Lacey: That can work for us.
Boots: I hope he knows what he’s doing.
Heidi: Please be careful, O’Malley.
Sunset Shimmer: Wait for it.
[O'Malley jumps at the windshield and screeches]
Driver: Sacre bleu!
O’Malley: (screeches)
[The milk truck swerves and stops. The driver gets out]
Milkman: Sapristi! Stupid cat! Brainless lunatic!
[He turns a handle on the front of the truck to start it again. The Irelanders, Duchess and the kittens peek out of the grass]
O'Malley: All right, step lively! All aboard for Paris!
[The kittens and the Irelanders get in the back of the truck]
Duchess: Why, Mister O'Malley, you could have lost your life!
O’Malley: So I’ve got a few to spare. Nothin’.
Capper: Thankfully we cats have nine lives to help us a lot.
Poppy O’Hair: Yeah, so quit fretting, Duchess.
Jimmy Z: And we got a ride back to Paris. Not stylish like the Tortuga but it’s better than nothing.
Ant Man: Yeah. And it was all thanks to our new friend.
Connor Lacey: Now we can get back to Paris in no time at all.
Duchess: How can we ever thank you?
O'Malley: My pleasure entirely.
[The truck starts drive away from O’Malley]
O’Malley: Aloha. Auf weidersehen. Bon soir. Saranora. And all those goodbye things, baby.
Marie: (waving) Sayonara, mister….
[She falls off the truck]
Marie: Mama!
Oliver: (gasps)
Duchess: Marie! Marie!
[O'Malley picks her up and gets back into the truck] 
Irelanders: Phew.
Duchess: Oh Marie, are you all right?
Marie: Yes, Mama.
Oliver: Whew. Thank goodness for that.
Dynamite: Almost lost you back there, kiddo.
O'Malley: Haven't we met before?
Kiera: Yes, we have.
Duchess: Oh, and I'm so very glad we did.
Berkeley Beetle: Yeah because if you weren’t here, we would have left Marie behind on the road and that just won’t do for us.
Marie: Thank you, mister O'Malley for saving my life.
O'Malley: No trouble at all, little princess. And when we get to Paris, I'll show you the time of your life.
Buzz: Wait, you wanna come with us?
O’Malley: Sure, I might as well help you guys get back to Paris and make sure you keep out of more trouble along the way.
Asami Sato: Well, it would be nice to have company on the road.
Pinkie Pie: We could definitely use a friend out here.
Gallus: And for the time of our lives you have in store for us, we’re up for it.
Duchess: Oh, I'm so sorry, but, well, we just couldn't. You see, my mistress will be so worried about us.
Oliver: My owner, Jenny and my friends’ owner Fagin will also be worried and wondering where we are.
O’Malley: Well, humans don't really worry too much about their pets.
Connor Lacey: I’m afraid that’s not mostly true, O’Malley.
Duchess: Monsieur Lacey is right, you just don't understand. She loves us very much. Poor Madame.
[The scene changes to the mansion as we get closer to it]
Duchess: In that big mansion, all alone. In all our days, in tender ways, her love for us was shown. 
[Some curtains opens and Madame appears, looking out the window sadly]
Duchess: And so, you see, we can't leave her alone. She'd always say that we're the greatest treasure she could own. Because with us, she never felt alone. 
[In the stable, Roquefort approaches Frou-Frou]
Frou-Frou: Oh, Roquefort, I've never been so worried about you. Did you have any luck at all?
Roquefort: Not a sign of them, Frou-Frou, and I've searched all night.
Frou-Frou: I know. And poor Madame, Jenny and Fagin didn't sleep a wink either.
Roquefort: Oh, it's a sad day for all of us.
[Fagin and Jenny walks in, feeling rather sad]
Fagin: Oh, where could our pets and friends be? They could be anywhere in the city.
Jenny: Oh, if anything happens to them or Oliver, I’d never forgive myself. I won’t be able to see him or Georgette again. (feeling close to tears) I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do.
Fagin: Neither do I.
Jenny: (sobs)
[Frou-Frou and Roquefort hang their heads sadly, feeling sorry for the duo]
Edgar: (hums)
[Edgar, in a blue cap and apron and carrying a bucket of oats, dances into the stable in a cheerful mood which puzzles Jenny, Fagin, Frou-Frou and Roquefort. Jenny and Fagin hide, not wanting to get caught in the stables without permission]
Edgar: Morning, Frou-Frou, my pretty steed. (taps her cheek, looks to see if no one’s around then lean close) Can you keep a secret? Hmm? (chuckles) Of course you can. Ha-ha-ha. (holding a rolled up newspaper) I've some news straight from the horse's mouth, if you'll pardon the expression, of course. Ha.
[Frou-Frou glares, offended as Edgar unfolds the newspaper to show the front page]
Edgar: Look, Frou-Frou, I've made the headlines. Mysterious catnapper abducts family of cats and group of heroes. (chuckles) Aren't you proud of me?
[Frou-Frou is shocked and glares disdainfully at him. Roquefort peaks out from behind her ear and Fagin and Jenny look shocked but stay quiet]
Roquefort: So, he's the catnapper! 
Fagin: (gasps quietly, whispers) So he’s the one who took our friends and pets.
Jenny: (whispering) But why would he do such a thing like that to poor little kitties?
Edgar: The police said it was a professional, masterful job. The work of a genius. No bad, eh, Frou-Frou, old girl?
[He smacks Frou-Frou’s rump with his newspaper]
Frou-Frou: (whinnies loudly)
[Roquefort was sent flying through the air and landed on a bag of oats]
Edgar: (chuckles) Oh, they won't find a clue to implicate me. Not one single clue. Why, I'll, I'll eat my hat if they…. (realising something in shock) My hat! My umbrella! Oh! Oh, gracious! I've got to get those things back tonight!
[He run out of the stables]
Jenny: (as she and Fagin come out of hiding) So now we know who the real culprit is. (sighs sadly) And we thought that he could be trusted. 
Fagin: Oh, that weasel! He’s just as bad as Sykes, though a little less intimidating, cruel and bumbling like me at times.
Jenny: Don’t worry, Mr. Fagin. We’re gonna get them back once we tell Madame about this.
[Suddenly, Janja and his clan jump out of hiding to Jenny and Fagin’s horror]
Jenny: Hyenas!
Fagin: Wait! Don’t do anything ras…..
[Nne knocks Fagin down to the ground. Jenny started to run]
Janja: Chungu, grab her!
Chungu: Sure thing.
[Chungu runs forward, grabs Jenny by her arm and drags her away]
Jenny: Let go! (screams)
Janja: Come on, boys. Grab the pickpocket too and let’s go.
[Tano run forward and grab Fagin]
Fagin: No, please! You can’t do this!
Janja: Sure we can, Fagin. We’re not gonna let you or the girl ruin our plans by telling Madame on us and Edgar! (cackles)
[The hyenas run out of the yard, carrying Fagin and Jenny with them. Frou-Frou watches in horror at that. Roquefort emerges from the oat bag]
Roquefort: (spits) But… oh, you…. Why that (spits) sneaky, crooked (spits), no good (spits) butler!
[The scene changes to the milk truck driving along the road and over a bridge]
O'Malley: Anyone for breakfast?
Toulouse: What breakfast?
Marie: Where is it?
O'Malley: Right under that magic carpet. But now we have to cook up a little spell. You know. Ready?
[The kittens nodded]
Dora: Oh, this I gotta see.
Dr. Rockwell: So how does it work, O’Malley?
O’Malley: All right. First, to make the magic begin, you wiggle your nose and tickle your chin. Now you close your eyes and cross your heart. And presto, breakfast a la carte.
[O'Malley takes the rug off a can of creme]
Marie: Hooray! 
Toulouse: We did it! 
Berlioz: Look, mama, look!
[The kittens and Oliver drink the creme]
Duchess: Why, mister O'Malley, you are amazing!
O’Malley: True. True.
Shimmer: That was a clever magic trick.
Shine: That cat sure is full of surprises.
Mewtwo: You two don’t know how true that is.
Connor Lacey: I’m glad I like O’Malley. He’s such a cool cat.
Twilight Sparkle: Yeah and has a certain street sauvaire. Wouldn’t you say, Dodger?
Dodger: He sure does like me. If you need help getting through the streets of Paris with your kittens, Duchess, we’re the dogs for the job.
Duchess: Well, I appreciate it, Monsieur Dodger. I can obviously see how you never have to worry about things.
Dodger: Absitively posolutely. You and your kittens are gonna love it. But I’m warning you cats…
One minute I’m in Central Park~
Then I'm down on Delancey Street~
Said from the Bowery to St Marks~
There's a syncopated beat~
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo~
I'm street-wise~
I can improvise~
I said whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo~
I’m street smart~
I've got New York City heart~
Why should I worry?~
Why should I care?~
I may not have a dime~
But I got street savoir-faire~
Rita, Oliver, Tito, Francis, Einstein and Irelanders: Why should he worry?~
Dodger: Why should I care?~
It’s just a bebopulation~
But I got street savoir-faire~
The rhythm of the city~
Boy, once you get it down~
Said, you can own this town~
You can wear the crown~
Why should I worry?~ 
Tell me.
Why should I care?~
Rita, Tito, Oliver, Francis, Einstein and Irelanders: Say, he may not have a dime~
But oh, he’s got street savoir-faire~
Dodger: Why should I worry?
Why should I care?~
It's just doo-wopulation~
But I got street savoir-faire~
Heidi and Clara: Everything goes~
Everything fits~
Dodger: They love me at the Chelsea~
They adore me at the ritz~
Why should I worry?~
Rita, Tito, Oliver, Francis, Einstein and Irelanders: Why should he care?~
Dodger: And even when I cross that line~
I got street savoir-faire~
Dodger, Oliver, Rita, Tito, Francis, Einstein and Irelanders: Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo (etc.)~
O’Malley: Bravo! Bravo! That was a great performance. Right off the cuff. I have never met anyone who is like me.
Dodger: Well, now that I’m here, you have.
Yona: Yona like street smart dog. He really know way around cities.
Oliver: Yeah, I know. He sure helped me out when I was out on the streets even though he didn’t share some hotdogs with me after we took them from Old Louie.
Dodger: Yeah. I did plan to share them with the gang when I got back to our houseboat.
Connor Lacey: At least you learn to let Oliver have something to eat. Your song is still cool every time we sing it.
Applejack: Yep. Really gets your rump moving.
Duchess: Well, thanks to that song, I am confident to have you and your gang help me and my kittens get through Paris back to Madame with O’Malley, Monsieur Dodger.
Dodger: It would be my pleasure.
Dr. Z: That’s right. The streets are no place for cats and we know from Oliver’s experience before we met him the next day. He looks half starved and barely avoids traffic.
Laura: (stroking Oliver) Yeah. Good thing we helped him out before Jenny adopted him.
Marie: (approaching Oliver) Oh, you poor thing. I’m so sorry to hear that.
Oliver: It’s OK, Marie. It was a long time ago. Thankfully I have friends and Jenny with me to have a home now like you and your family with Madame.
[Marie nuzzles Oliver]
Heidi: Oh, that’s so sweet.
Clara Sesseman: Yeah.
Hawkeye: A little cute moment there if I do say so myself.
Slipstream: Indeed.
Berlioz: Don’t tell me Marie’s doing sissy stuff too.
Zazu: Now watch your tongue, young man.
Verity: You’II have to get used to it.
Piplup: Piplup.
Toulouse: We were afraid you’re gonna say that.
Oliver: Thanks for the comfort, Marie.
Marie: Anything for you.
[Oliver blushes shyly]
Pepe Le Pew: Mai oui.
Ron Stoppable: Well, you gotta admit, riding in this truck sure beats walking.
Trixie: Yeah, we’II be back in Paris before we know it.
Adrian/Cat Noir: Yeah. Once we get back to Madame’s, everything will be A-OK.
Thorn: You’re right, Adrian. What could possibly go wrong?
Iago: Why do I have the feeling we’re gonna find out?
Max Taylor: Maybe because the driver’s looking in his rearview mirror?!
Irelanders: (gasps)
[The driver looks in the rearview mirror and sees them]
Milkman: (furiously) Sapristi!
[He stops the truck very suddenly, causing O’Malley to be send flying and lands on his head]
O’Malley: (screeches)
Milkman: Sacre bleu! (glares and growls at the heroes, scaring them) You lot get off of my truck!
Sunset Shimmer: We gotta get outta here! Run!
[The milkman throws things at the cats and the heroes scaring them as they quickly get off the truck]
Milkman: Thieves! Robbers! Mangy tramps! Take that and that!
[The heroes and cats run across some railway tracks into a shed]
Connor Lacey: Phew. That was a close one.
Iago: Tell me about it. Who does that milkman think he is?
Duchess: Oh, what a horrible, horrible human!
Rarity: I agree with you, Duchess. The nerve of that man. Kicking us out of his vehicle like that.
Thomas O'Malley: Well, some humans are like that, Rarity. I've learned to live with ‘em.
Toulouse: I’ll show him. (snarls, hisses and spits)
Korra: Toulouse, relax, he's not worth it.
O’Malley: Yeah, cool it, you little tiger. That guy's dynamite.
Toulouse: But, he called us tramps!
Rapheal: Yeah, and he called us brats. The nerve of that milkman being a sourpuss.
Fuli: That doesn't make him dynamite since he insulted us!
Smolder: Yeah, if I see him again, I’II burn him to a crisp as payback.
Ace (Young Justice): Yeah, I don’t think that’s a good idea.
Oliver: Look, either way, he’s not worth it. We don’t want to risk him hurting us with that temper of his. He’s bigger than us, Toulouse and he can easily hurt you if you try anything.
Toulouse: Alright, I suppose you guys have a point.
Duchess: Oh, I'll be so glad when we get back home.
Chris Kratt: I guess we'll have to keep going by walking.
Aisling: Yeah, we’ve come this far, we might as well make the most of it.
Thomas O'Malley: Well, it's a long way off, Aisling.
Aya: Indeed, we are still a long way from our designated location.
Martin Kratt: (groans) If only we have the Tortuga to get us back to Paris.
Skalk: Yeah, but unfortunately we don’t have it, Martin, so you’re gonna have to make the best of it.
Bolin: Yeah, we better get moving before anything else happens.
Kim Possible: They’re right, come on.
[They walk on. The kittens run onto the railway tracks]
Toulouse: Gee whiz. Look at that bridge. Come on, let’s play train.
Paxton: I’m not sure that’s a good idea, Toulouse. This is too dangerous.
Caitlin: Yes, if one of us or another train rolled over you, you could get killed.
Toulouse: Not if we’re careful. You guys just worry too much.
Rita: Well, alright, but don’t say we didn’t warn ya.
Toulouse: Join us, Oliver.
Oliver: Well, alright, but I’m still not sure about this, having experienced almost being run over and all. Oh, dear.
Applejack: I’ve got a bad feeling about this.
Twilight Sparkle: You’re not the only one.
Duchess: Now be careful, children.
Connor Lacey: That means you too, Oliver.
Oliver: I know, Connor. (to himself) I do hope nothing goes wrong.
Toulouse: Marie's the caboose. (she gives him a look) All aboard! (The kittens walk on a rail) Choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo. Whoo-whoo! Choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo. Whoo-whoo! Clickety-clickety-clickety-clickety. Whoo-whoo!
[A real train whistle blows and they look in horror to see a steam train came thundering towards them]
Duchess: Oh, no!
Irelanders: Aaaah!
O'Malley: All right, now don't panic. Down underneath here. 
[The hide under the rails hugging each other and holding onto the supports as the bridge shook under the train’s rolling wheels til it went to the other side. They all peek out through the middle of the bridge]
Chris Kratt: Huh, well, that was kinda nuts.
Cruz Ramirez: You think, Chris?! We could’ve been killed!
Frozone/Lucius Best: That was way too close. We are not doing that again.
Skipper Riley: Yeah, from now on, let’s try and keep away from areas that are too dangerous for us.
Connor (Thomas & Friends): We knew that was a bad idea.
Apple White: Wait, where’s Marie?
Kion: What? She’s gone.
Georgette: Where in the world can she be?
Kiera: Uh, guys, I don’t wanna alarm you but you might wanna see this.
[They look down to see Marie splashing around frantically in the water]
Marie: Mama!
Oliver: Oh, no!
Duchess: Marie! Oh, Marie!
Irelanders: (gasps)
O’Malley: Keep your head up, Marie! Here I come! 
[O’Malley dived into the water and swam towards Marie to grab her by the scruff of her bowtie and grab a log to hold on. Duchess and the Irelanders run along the riverbank as O’Malley struggles to hold onto the log in the river. Duchess runs up a branch over the river]
Duchess: Thomas! Thomas, up here!
[O’Malley floats closer and throws Marie up to Duchess who manages to grab her with her paws. Toulouse, Berlioz and the Irelanders run to her as she puts Marie down on the ground before running off again]
Connor Lacey: (concerned) Marie, are you okay?
Marie: I’m fine, Connor. Just wet.
Toulouse: (rudely) Gee, Marie. Why'd you have to fall off the bridge?
Violet Parr: Watch it, you alley cat wannabe! You should be concerned for her right now!
Oliver: Yeah, you’re not being fair!
Samurai Jack: It’s not her fault! All that shaking from the train must’ve caused it.
Zhane: Yeah, lay off your sister! It was just an accident!
[Marie sticks her tongue out at Toulouse]
Fluttershy: Oh, my. (dries Marie off with a towel) Here, let’s get you dry.
Jack Skellington: (sternly) Yes, whatever you do, treat your sister nicely, young man.
Toulouse: (grumbles) Okay, fine.
Oliver: Don’t let Toulouse upset you, Marie.
Marie: I’ll try not to, Oliver.
Dusty Crophopper: Come on, we better help O’Malley or he’s sunk.
Pepper Clark: Dusty’s right, come on.
[They run to the riverbank]
Duchess: Thomas? Oh, Thomas! Take care!
O’Malley: I'm all right, honey, don't worry. I'll see you downstream.
Beshte: Some of us better follow him to make sure he makes it to land.
Silverstream: I’II do it.
[She jumps into the river, using her pearl necklace to turn into a seapony]
Gallus: Be careful, Silverstream.
Berlioz: Did she just transform?
Twilight Sparkle: Yeah, her pearl necklace allows her to switch forms. She used to live underwater as a seapony but now back to being a hippogriff again but still returns to SeaQuestria from time to time.
Marie: Wow. That’s amazing.
Tito: Yeah, I never heard anything like it, man.
Mako: Well, you’re gonna be seeing a lot more.
[Beshte went into the water]
Pepe: You know, I think I better help O’Malley.
[He shoots off and runs on the surface but starting to sink]
Pepe: You know I suddenly realised I never learned how to swim. (chuckles) Silly me.
[He sink under the water]
Melody: Someone better get him outta there before he drowns.
Silverstream: I’m on it!
[She swam down and saw Pepe running at the bottom of the river non-stop. A fish looks at the screen, sniffs his odour, gags with his eyes turn red and flops down]
Silverstream: Oh, my. Sorry about that, fishy.
[She swims on. The scene changes back on the surface on land where two geese in blue and pink bonnets named Amelia and Abigail came waddling up to the river]
Amelia: What beautiful countryside, Abigail. So much like our own dear England.
Abigail: Oh, indeed, yes. Amelia, if I walk much farther I'll get flat feet.
Amelia: Abigail, we were born with flat feet.
Ameila and Abigail: (laughs)
Abigail: I say, look over there.
[They look to see O’Malley, Silverstream, Beshte and Pepe coming their way as O’Malley grabs a vine in his teeth]
Amelia: Oh. Oh, how unusual. 
Abigail: Fancy that, a cat learning how to swim. And he’s got some other animals with him to teach him.
Amelia: Well, he's going about it all the wrong way.
Abigail: Quite. We must correct him. 
[The two geese went into the river and swim towards O’Malley, Besthe, Silverstream and Pepe]
Amelia: Sir? Fellas? You are most fortunate we happened along.
Abigail: Yes. We're here to help you.
O'Malley: (through clenched teeth) Oh no, back off girls, I'm doin' fine. 
Beshte: We’re trying to help him to stay afloat but we appreciate the help.
Abigail: First, you must gain self-confidence by striking out on your own.
O'Malley: Go away! I'm trying' to get to shore.
Silverstream: Yeah, we can take care of this on our own.
Amelia: You will never learn to swim properly with that willow branch in your mouth. 
[O'Malley gets his hind legs on some rock]
Abigail: Indeed not.
Amelia: Snip, snip. Here we go.
O’Malley: (open his mouth) Don't do that!
[He splashes wildly]
Pepe: Whoops. He let go of the willow branch.
Beshte: We better get him before he drowns.
Abigail: You're doing splendidly.
Amelia: And don't worry about form. It will come later.
[O’Malley struggles to stay afloat]
Abigail: He takes to water like a fish, doesn't he? A very enthusiastic pupil!
[O'Malley tugs on their tail feathers, startling them]
Amelia and Abigail: (shrieking and laughing)
Amelia: No! Now, this is no time for fun and games.
Amelia and Abigail: (laughs)
[Bubbles emerge from the surface and they suddenly stop laughing]
Abigail: Gracious me. You don't suppose…..
Amelia: Oh yes. Yes, I do. Bottoms up!
[They turn over and look underwater, then turn back]
Abigail and Amelia: Deeper!
[They dived deeper with Silverstream, Beshte and Pepe. The Irelanders, the kittens and Duchess arrive as they help O’Malley onto the shore]
Toulouse: Look ma, there he is!
Maisie Lockwood: And two geese are with them.
Star Swirl The Bearded: They must have helped them out.
Abigail: You really did quite well for a beginner.
Duchess: Oh Thomas! Thank goodness you're safe!
Rex Owen: Yeah, you’re lucky those geese showed up. What a relief.
Abigail: Keep practising.
Amelia: And toodly-pip.
Toulouse: Can I help you, mister O'Malley, huh?
O’Malley: (gasps) Help? I've had all the help I can take.
Beshte: At least you’re OK now.
Silverstream: Yeah, we tried to tell those geese we had things under control but they wouldn’t listen.
Dash Parr: I could have helped out since I can run on water but better luck next time I suppose.
Rora: Yeah, but at least everyone is accounted for now.
Dink: But it was silly for Pepe to run into the water since he can’t swim.
Good Fairy: Yeah but he can’t help it.
Silverstream: But I’m puzzled about how he manages to run at the bottom of the river and hasn’t run out of breath.
Connor Lacey: He is a Looney Tune, Silverstream. Cartoon characters can normally survive things that real life people cannot.
Pepe Le Pew: Oui, mademoiselle. That is how I survive under the water when running.
Silverstream: Whoa. I never knew that was possible.
The Mask: Well, now you do. My mask gives me cartoon abilities when I put it on.
Sandbar: Looks like we have much to learn about cartoon friends of yours.
Jade Chan: Well, we can help you with that.
Francis: Right now, let’s give our thanks to our webbed foot heroines of the hour.
Sparky: Yeah, come on.
Duchess: Oh mademoiselles, thank you so much for helping mister O'Malley.
Koki: If you hadn’t shown up, boy, he would’ve been a goner.
Amelia: Of course, my dears. But first introductions.
Abigail: Yes. We British like to keep things proper.
Amelia and Abigail: (laughs)
Amelia: Now, I am Amelia Gabble, and this is my sister….
Abigail: Miss Abigail Gabble.
Amelia: We're twin sisters.
Abigail: I might say we are related. (giggles) (to heroes) What are your names, fellas?
Connor Lacey: My name’s Connor Lacey and this is my team the Irelanders.
Oliver: I’m Oliver.
Dodger: Name’s Dodger.
Rita: I’m Rita.
Francis: You may call me Francis.
Einstein: I’m Einstein.
Tito: Allow me to introduce myself: I am Ignacio Alonzo Julio Frederico de Tito.
Georgette: I’m Georgette. Six time national champion.
Heidi: I’m Heidi.
Clara Sesseman: I’m Clara Sessman.
Maisie Lockwood: I’m Maisie Lockwood.
Varian: I’m Varian.
Lance Strongbow: Name’s Lance Strongbow.
Kiera: I’m Kiera though most people call me Angry. This is my sister, Catalina.
Catalina: Hello there.
Skalk: Name’s Skalk.
Berkeley Beetle: Beetle's my name and Razzmatazz is my game.
Sandbar: I’m Sandbar.
Yona: Name Yona Yak.
Ocellus: I’m Ocellus.
Smolder: My name is Smolder.
Gallus: Call me Gallus.
Leatherhead: It’s a pleasure to meet you, ladies.
Amelia: Likewise, dearies. Aren’t you fine ladies and gentlemen?
Discord: I’m just surprised that you two are related. We thought that you’re just best friends.
Abigail: Oh, no, in fact we are quite the opposite of friends, family. (giggles with Amelia)
Pinkie Pie: (laughs) You two are funny.
Duchess: Oh, how nice. I never would have guessed.
Irelanders: (laughs)
Berlioz: Look, they’ve got rubber feet.
Toulouse: Yeah.
Ono: Yeah, all birds have varying types of feet. Duck and geese feet are webbed. Common knowledge really.
Finn McMissile: So what brings you two fine feathered lasses here from England?
Abigail: We're on holiday.
Amelia: For a walking tour of France.
Abigail: Swimming, some of the way.
Amelia: On water, of course.
Amelia and Abigail: (laughs)
Connor Lacey: I like those geese. They have a great sense of humour.
Bob Parr/Mr Incredible: Yeah, though O’Malley doesn’t seem to like them very much.
Duchess: Thomas, guys, this is Amelia and Abigail Gabble.
Silverstream: Oh, that’s what their names are.
Beshte: It was nice of them to help us out a bit.
Pepe: Thanks for telling us their names all the same, mademoiselle.
O'Malley: Yeah honey. Get those two web-footed lifeguards outta here!
Duchess: Now, now, Thomas.
Ursula (Dinosaur King): Just be glad they saved your life.
O'Malley: Okay, okay baby. Hiya, chicks.
Amelia and Abigail: (laughs) How awful.
Abigail: We're not chickens. We're geese.
O'Malley: Nooo. I thought you were swans.
[Duchess gives him a stern look]
Amelia: Oh, flatterer.
Zander: Looks like you’re the funny one today, O’Malley.
Heidi: (giggles)
Annie: Yeah, because you keep making us laugh.
Ed (Dinosaur King): Looks like the geese are not offended by his rudeness.
Oliver: Yeah, they find it quite funny actually.
Abigail: Your husband is very charming and very handsome.
O’Malley: (rolling on his back) Well, uh, you see.. I, I'm not exactly her husband.
Amelia: Exactly? You either are or you're not.
O’Malley: Alright. (licks his leg) I’m not.
Geese: Oh? Hmm? 
Amelia: It's scandalous.
Abigail: He's nothing but a cad.
Amelia: Absolutely, possibly a reprobate.
Abigail: A roue. His eyes are too close together.
Amelia: Shifty too.
Abigail: And look at his crooked smile.
Amelia: His chin is very weak too. 
Abigail: Obviously a philanderer who trifles with unsuspecting women's hearts.
Marie: How romantic.
Oliver: Yeah, romantic.
[Seeing Marie looking at him, he blushes, feeling bashful. O’Malley notices it and smiles at the geese]
Duchess: Please, please, let me explain. Thomas is a dear friend of ours. He's just helping us to get to…
O'Malley: Come on, Duchess, come on. Let's get out of here. Well, girls, see ya around. We're on our way to Paris.
Abigail: Oh, how nice! We're going to Paris ourselves.
Amelia: Why don't you join us?
Kim Possible: Oh, we would appreciate that, ladies, thank you.
Connor Lacey: I suppose we can do with some more company on our way back.
Twilight Sparkle: Yeah, the more, the merrier, I always say. What do you think, Duchess?
Duchess: I think that's a splendid idea.
O’Malley: Oh, no.
Dodger: Sorry, O’Malley but you’re stuck with your webbed rescuers for a little longer whether you like it or not.
Cornelia Hale: Yeah, so lighten up, you should be grateful.
Amelia: Now, ah, you stand here, dear. And uh, let's see, you take this position.
Abigail: Duchess, you'll do nicely here.
Amelia: Yes, very good.
Abigail: And you dear, you take this place. Now that leaves mister O'Malley.
Amelia: Oh, we can't leave him, can we? (laughs with Abigail)
[O’Malley is gobsmacked]
Abigail: Mister O'Malley, I think you should be the rear end. (pushes him to the end) Ready, everyone? Now think goose!
Amelia: Forward, march!
[They began waddling forward]
Berlioz: Mama. Do we have to waddle like they do?
Duchess: Yes, dear. Think goose. 
Berkeley Beetle: I have to admit this is just weird.
Alexis Rhodes: We know, Berkeley but we have to go with it unfortunately.
Jaden: A fancy way of walking for geese I suppose.
Hiro: (chuckles) Perhaps but it sure looks like fun.
Connor Lacey: You’re right, Hiro. I can get used to this.
Rev: Ugh, this is silly.
Tizzy: Now we know how ducks and geese feel.
Amelia: When we get to Paris, you must meet uncle Waldo.
O’Malley: Waldo?
Amelia: Yes, he's our uncle.
Abigail: We are to meet uncle Waldo at Le Petit Cafe.
Duchess: Le Petit Cafe? Oh, that's that famous restaurant. Ah, c'est magnifique.
[The scene changes Le Petit Cafe at night til the back kitchen was shown with pans thrown around]
Chef: Sacrebleu! Ow! Oh! He bit my finger! Get out! Go! Go! Get out! Scram!
[Waldo, a male goose gets thrown out of the kitchen and hold onto a lamppost, glaring as a top hat gets tossed out too]
Chef: Good riddance!
Waldo: (snorts and moans drunkenly)
[He pick up his hat, blows on it and puts it on]
Waldo: (sighs and hiccups)
[The heroes, Abigail, Amelia, Duchess, O’Malley and the kittens approach him]
Abigail: Why, why, it's uncle Waldo! 
Amelia: Uncle Waldo!
Waldo: Ahh! Abigail! Amelia! (chuckles) My two favourite nooses! (hiccups)
Amelia: Uncle Waldo. I do believe you've been drinking.
Abigail: Oh dear! What happened to your lovely tail feathers?
Waldo: Girls, it's outrageous! Why, you won't believe what they tried to do to your poor old uncle Waldo. (hic) Look. Look at this!
[He points to the menu on the wall behind him]
Waldo: Prime country goose a la provencal stuffed with chestnuts and basted in white wine. (hic)
O'Malley: Basted? He's been marinated in it.
Hay Lin: Not to say drunk.
Sophocles: Yeah, they tried to cook him.
Spike: Amelia did say that Waldo has been drinking so he must have been drunk from drinking wine.
Penny Ling: Yeah, wine has that effect on people sometimes. It’s one of many alcoholic drinks.
Jimmy Z: Does that really happen a lot, girls?
Amelia: Most certainly my fine Jimmy, dear.
Fuli: He has too many of those if you ask me.
Waldo: Dreadful! Being British, I would have preferred sherry. (laughs with Amelia and Abigail) Sherry! (falls back) Sherry.
Amelia: Oh! Oh, oh, oh uncle Waldo, you're just too much.
Abigail: You mean he's had too much. 
Waldo, Amelia and Abigail: (laughs)
Amelia: Abigail, Abigail!
Abigail: Yes, yes?
Amelia: We best get uncle Waldo to bed.
Waldo: Why, I say there, now, what's all the whis-whispering about, huh?
Amelia and Abigail: Shh, shh!
Waldo: Oh! Whoo-hoo! Now, now, now, now, girls, girls! Don't shush your old uncle Waldo! Why you'll, you'll wake up the whole neighbourhood! 
Abigail: Shh! No!
Waldo: Whoopee! Neighbourhood!
Abigail: Come along, uncle Waldo.
Amelia: Oh, yes, I think we'd better be going. 
Waldo: Oh, righto, girls. Birds of a feather must (hic) together.
Abigail: That's stick together.
[They waddle off, Waldo singing and the other geese shushing him while laughing]
Irelanders: (laughs)
O'Malley: You know something? I like Uncle Waldo.
Duchess: (laughs) Especially when he's marinated!
Connor Lacey: That goose is so funny being drunk. I can’t stop laughing. (laughs)
Twilight Sparkle: Yeah, you got that right. Hopefully he’II learn to be sober when we see him, Amelia and Abigail again.
Heidi: Maybe so, Twilight but we enjoy his antics.
Chris Kratt: Never thought we saw another animal being drunk on our adventures.
Martin Kratt: Yeah. Last time it was with Weasel.
Sandbar: What do you mean by that?
Connor Lacey: Well, Sandbar, after we helped the animals leave for White Deer Park from Farthing Wood which was torn down to make way for buildings, Badger and Weasel hide in a cellar in town after running out of a church in fright. Weasel drank some of the wine from a barrel and got drunk because of it which has her singing and sleeping.
Smolder: Whoa. That must have been crazy.
Aviva Corcovado: Oh, it was. Thankfully she recovered from it after that.
Duchess: So Waldo’s not the only animal with drinking experience?
Jack Skellington: I’m afraid not, Duchess.
Starlight Glimmer: So you six can’t have any wine to drink since you’re too young for it and that it’s not good for animals.
Gallus: Okay, we get the message. Human stuff can be very odd at times.
Izzy: Yeah, we know. That’s why we’re helping you learn about them.
[Dodger notices Oliver in thought and walks over]
Dodger: Yo, kid, what’s the haps? Come on, tell old Dodge what’s on your mind.
Oliver: Well, I was just thinking that if I’m enough for Marie to like me. I got nothing to offer her.
Dodger: Oh, come on, kid, Paris is the city of love. The love for her is all the offering you got.
Cassandra: Dodger’s right. You shouldn’t worry a lot and regardless of aristocrats higher than normal families and rich ones, you can have love with Marie. What you have is really enough to win her affections.
Tip: Besides, the whole prissy thing she did is just an act.
Dash: Yeah. That’s nothing to worry about and it’s not a prevention from you achieving love.
Thor: Yes, we’ve seen you interacting with Marie a few times and your chances of getting her to be your true love are getting higher by the minute. You’II be able to succeed in no time.
Oliver: That is true though I wonder if Duchess would approve of me being perfect for Marie or not.
Ashi: Come on, Oliver, there’s no way she can turn down a guy like you. I bet she will allow you to be Marie's boyfriend.
Connor Lacey: And we’re by your side the whole way.
Oliver: What makes you guys so sure?
Rita: Well, we know that you’II have to tell her sooner or later. We always say you’re the cute one.
Bunga: I thought I was the cute one.
Fuli: You and him, Bunga. Besides, you’re the small annoying one with the bad smell.
Bunga: What are you saying exactly?
Rita: Take it from us, kiddo. You’ve got nothing to worry about.
Bunga: Yeah, you’re irresistible.
Pepe: Knights in shining armour certainly can’t compare to you, a small furball of heroism.
Bunga: Other male kitties are a dime a dozen but I know you and Marie will be together to the end. Look….
(sings) Paris, the city of lovers~
Is glowing this evening~
(sighs) True, that’s because it’s on fire~
But still, there's "l'amour"~
Somewhere out there in the night~
Her heart is also alight~
And I know the guy she just might be burning for~
A guy like you~
She's never known, kid~
A guy like you~
A girl does not~
Meet every day~
You've got a look~
That's all your own, kid~
Could there be two…~
Pepe and Rita: ...Like you?~
Bunga, Rita and Pepe: No way!~
Bunga: Those other guys~
That she could dangle~
All look the same~
From every boring~
Point of view~
You're a surprise~
From every angle~
Mon Dieu above~
She's gotta love~
A guy like you~
Pepe: A guy like you~
Gets extra credit~
Because it's true~
You've got a certain something more~
Bunga: You're aces, kid~
Rita: You see that face~
You don't forget it~
Pepe and Rita: Want something new?~
Bunga: That’s you~
Pepe and Rita: For sure!~
Rita: We all have gaped~
At some Adonis~
Pepe: But then we crave a meal~
More nourishing~
To chew~
Bunga: And since you're shaped~
Like a croissant is~
Pepe, Rita and Bunga: No question of~
She's gotta love~
A guy like you!~
Rita: Call me a hopeless romantic~
But Oliver, I feel it~
Pepe: She wants you so, any moment~
She'll walk through that door~
Bunga, Rita and Pepe: For~
A guy so swell~
Pepe and Rita: A guy like you~
I tell you, Oliver~
Bunga: With all you bring her~
Pepe and Rita: There never was~
Another, was he?~
Bunga: A fool could tell~
It's why she fell~
Pepe and Rita: From king to serf~
To the bourgeoisie~
Bunga: For you-know-who~
Pepe and Rita: We notice every string there~
Bunga: You ring the bell~
Bunga, Pepe and Rita: You’re the bell ringer~
When she wants ooh-la-la~
Then she wants you-la-la~
She will discover, guy~
You're one heck of a guy~
Who wouldn't love a guy~
Like….~
Pepe and Rita: ...You?
Bunga: You got a lot~
The rest have not~
So she's gotta love~
A guy like you!~
Oliver: Wow, thank you guys. That makes me feel better.
Rita: Glad we could help.
Pepe: We know that you will have the lovely lady as your own. Hopefully the same goes to me as well one of these days.
Elsa: I’m sure it will, Pepe, with your odour and your clingy antics though it could be difficult.
Ron Stoppable: She does have a point. They are the main reasons why ladies all run from you every time.
Rufus: Uh-huh.
Oliver: You guys are right. I am perfect for Marie and I will succeed in winning her heart and earn her love.
Twilight Sparkle: That’s the spirit. You just have to believe in yourself.
Lightning McQueen: That’s right. Everything will be alright.
Georgette: And I’m sure that Jenny will approve of you loving Marie, seeing that she and Madame figured out your crush already.
Dodger: Yeah, kid, that’s the kinda talk we like to hear.
Oliver: I’m grateful for you guys believing in me and helping me believe that I can do it.
O’Malley: What are you guys talking about back there?
Ashima: Nothing, O’Malley. Just talking about our previous adventures.
Connor Lacey: Yeah. Nothing to worry about.
O’Malley: O-K. We might as well move on, shall we?
Duchess: Yes, we must if we are to return to Madame.
Korra: You’re right. We better get going.
Kion: Let’s go.
[The scene changes to Jenny and Fagin having their hands tied up on chairs]
Jenny: (whimpers)
Sykes: Now, don't cry, little girl. They only eat when I tell them to. (chuckles)
Roscoe and DeSoto: (snarls)
Fagin: Sykes, what are you and your allies doing here?
Sykes: Well, Fagin, we’re helping Edgar get rid of the cats so that he can be the only one to inherit the fortune and he’II give some of it to me so that I can finally have my money back as you have failed to do so you’II be pleased to know that this time, Jenny won’t be needed for ransom.
Jenny: You won’t get away with this!
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: I’m afraid we will, Jenny. We’ve managed to get the cats and the Irelanders out of the way so far and tied you and Fagin up to ensure you don’t tell Madame on us and Edgar.
Zach Varmitech: Yeah, I mean she is so stupid to have her cats inherit her fortune first. Cats don’t know how to handle money. She should leave them to a human like Edgar instead. What would everyone in Paris think?
Fagin: I think they’d agree with the cats being first to inherit the fortune regardless.
Maleficent: With you two successfully tied up, everything has gone according to plan so far.
Robbie Rotten: Yeah. They won’t be able to find their way back to Paris since they don’t know how to get back. They would eventually starve to death since they have no idea how to survive out there without owners to help them.
Jenny: You’re wrong! I can’t believe Edgar would do such a thing to poor little kitties.
Fagin: Yeah, he not only betrayed his mistress but also her attorney too for his own greed. Our friends will figure you out and when they do, you’re all in big trouble.
Jafar: Oh, we’re counting on your friends rushing off to the rescue. Isn’t that right, fellas? (cackles) At last, revenge will be ours!
Gourmand: (in Hades’ voice) Look, why don’t you just hold off til we win then you can dance around the endzone and just whoop it up.
Reirei: Yeah, just save your energy.
Goat: (snickers) You two alone stand no chance against us, amigos. If you dare do anything against us, I’II look forward to hurting you. (chuckles)
Jenny: (gasps in fear)
Mozenrath: You have every right to be afraid, little one. You’II end up as one of my mamluks if you’re not careful.
[Mamluks stares coldly at Fagin and Jenny]
Fagin: (frightened) Oh, my goodness.
Xerxes: Mamluks. (chuckles)
Jenny: Oh, dear.
Fagin: Please, oh, please. I don’t want to be a zombie! Please!
Donita Donata: Oh, you won’t so long as you behave yourselves and stay out of our way.
Paisley Paver: Besides, your pleading is just pathetic.
Scar: Once the plan is completed, we’II move on to continue trying to take back the Pride Lands under my control, help a new friend in Equestria and conquer the 16 realms once and for all.
Janja: And perhaps we’II even take over your home and kill your parents and the butler as well. (laughs)
Jenny: You leave my parents and Winston alone!
Kiburi: And who’s gonna make us? A little girl and a bumbling pickpocket like you two? Don’t make me laugh.
Mzingo: Yeah, what can you two do to possibly defeat us?
Fishface: Nothing since you’re all tied up and can’t go anywhere.
Rahzar: Yeah so get used to it while you’re here.
Cruella: You might as well stay here til we figure out what to do with you two.
Brittany: Face it, Foxworth. You won’t be able to win without your little kitty this time and we’re much better at riches than you. Nothing will ruin this plan now.
Ushari: Except for one loose end, Brittany. We still have to retrieve Edgar’s things so that the police won’t find them and figure out it was him behind the crime.
Whittany: (remembering it) Oh, right. We almost forgot about that.
Fagin: Well, looks like Edgar messed up.
Cruella: That’s true but it’s because of those terrible dogs that we’ve lost Edgar’s stuff but we’II get them back before the police do to ensure no one ever finds out about it.
Hawk Moth: Linda, Jafar, Maleficent and I were very upset when we found out.
Azula: Yes, he really made a mess of things when he tried to dispose of the cats and the Irelanders so I’II come along this time to ensure he and you fools don’t mess it up this time. My fire bending will be your teacher if it does.
Janja: (fearful and gulps) Alright, we get it.
Robbie Rotten: (yelps) Yeah. Just cool down please.
Goigoi: But what shall we do with them?
Chungu: Ooh, ooh. We can eat them.
Cheezi: Yeah. That shall get rid of them.
Tiger Claw: Fools! We have another idea in mind. Right, Hawk Moth?
Hawk Moth: (opens the gem on his cane and two akumas fly to him to let him fill them with dark energy) Yes, Tiger Claw.
Jenny: What are you gonna do to us?
Hawk Moth: (releasing the akumas toward them) Go to them, my akumas and akumatize them!
Fagin: No, please! Please, please! Don’t do anything to us!
Zach Varmitech: Sorry, but from now on, you’ll be helping us.
Shupavu: Let the akumatizing begin.
[The akumas land on Jenny’s and Fagin’s respective clothes and a butterfly frame forms around their eyes]
Jenny: (pants fearfully)
Fagin: (gasps)
Mwoga: This is gotta be good.
Hawk Moth: Dogfinder, Catsearcher, I am Hawk Moth. I need you to help us help Edgar inherit the fortune but in return for the powers I’m giving you, you must get me Ladybug and Cat Noir’s Miraculous if they show up in Paris.
Jenny and Fagin: Yes, Hawk Moth.
[Purple bubbles fly up their bodies, turning them into Dogfinder and Catsearcher]
Tamka: Well, well, they look so dark.
Nduli: Yeah. That’s a better look for them.
Hawk Moth: Glad we are on the same page. Cut them loose.
Tamka: You got it, Hawk Moth.
[The two crocodiles chomps on the ropes, freeing Catsearcher and Dogfinder]
Scar: Hawk Moth, your akumatizing never let us down. Bravo.
Hawk Moth: Thank you, Scar.
Nne: So what shall we do now, boss?
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Get those things back from that windmill and make sure those dogs do not attack you this time. It better go well tonight. We can’t have anyone finding out it was Edgar who did this.
Tano: You got it.
Maleficent: My pet, you better go with them and make sure they don’t fail us.
[Diablo flew off]
Sykes: I must say, that new look and name will make Fagin more competent than before. It will help him do things better.
Hawk Moth: Yes, Sykes, it will. Now you two, spread out to find Ladybug and Cat Noir and cause a little trouble while the others are gone.
Catsearcher: With pleasure.
Dogfinder: (chuckles) Yeah.
[They flew out the room as the villains moved out too. The scene changes to the stable where Roquefort and Frou-Frou are looking out of the window]
Roquefort: Frou-Frou, here comes Edgar.
Frou-Frou: Hurry, Roquefort, hop aboard the motorcycle and for goodness sakes, do be careful! 
[Edgar appears with a fishing pole, a cap and squeaky shoes]
Edgar: Frou-Frou, tonight Operation Catnapper will be completed. Wish me luck. (chuckles) Fisherman's luck.
[Roquefort sits in the red light, putting on some goggles. Edgar started up the motorbike, having the red light turn on and put on some goggles himself]
Roquefort: Bye, Frou-Frou! Oooh!
[Edgar rolls out into the streets over the bumpy road which makes Roquefort bounce up and down in the light as he tries to stay still. Edgar went around a corner which has Roquefort fall out of the light but manages to grab onto the licence plate though gets blown on by smoke from the exhaust pipe]
Roquefort: (coughs) I…. Whoa!
[He loses his grip and flies back into a curb, hitting it. He removes his goggles to see Edgar driving off down the street. The scene changes to the windmill where Edgar and the villains peeks out and sneaks up to a hay cart to look under it]
Gourmand: No sign of them here but my nose will be able to sniff them out.
[He put his face down to the ground to sniff for the stuff and walks ahead]
Janja: Come on, furbrains.
Cheezi and Chungu: Got it, boss.
Donita Donata: (to Edgar who is puzzled) Gourmand often uses his nose to sniff out endangered animals to use in his cooking and our enemies hiding in places.
Edgar: Oh, I see. Very odd.
Reirei: Just come on. 
Robbie Rotten: Where are those stuff? Stuff, where are you? Know you’re here somewhere.
[They continued to look for the stuff til they came to a haystack where Napoleon and Lafayette were asleep. Napoleon is wearing Edgar’s hat in the sidecar with the umbrella and Lafayette is asleep in the basket]
Sykes: We’ve got to be quiet so that we don’t draw the dogs’ attention to us.
Azula: Well, if they dare attack us, I shall burn their fur off to teach them a lesson.
Goat: That will do the trick and then I shall kill them.
Cruella: Yes, and I will turn them into fur coats.
Zach Varmitech: Thankfully no sign of them so far. I wouldn’t want to face them again.
Goigoi: (spotted the dogs) Uh, guys?
Tiger Claw: What is it, Goigoi?
Goigoi: Look.
[They look to see the dogs and grew shocked]
Villains: (gasps)
Paisley Paver: Oh, great.
Rahzar: We gotta hide before they spot us.
Fishface: Behind that haystack, vamos!
[Edgar and the villains quickly went behind another haystack though Edgar’s squeaky shoes woke Napoleon up. He cocks an ear, listening to the squeaking sound]
Napoleon: Lafayette! Lafayette! Listen.
[Lafayette lifts up a ear with his paw to listen]
Lafayette: Oh, shucks, Napoleon. That ain't nothing but a little old cricket bug.
Napoleon: It's squeaky shoes approachin'.
Lafayette: Oh, cricket bugs don't wear shoes.
Napoleon: Hush your mouth. Let's see. They're Oxford shoes. Size nine-and-a-half. Hole in the left sole, it sounds like.
Lafayette: What colour are they?
Napoleon: They are black… Now, how would I know that?
[Edgar takes off his shoes and put them on the ground]
Napoleon: Hey, now the squeakin' has stopped.
Lafayette: I still say it was a little old cricket bug.
Napoleon: I'm the leader. I'll decide what it was. It was a little old cricket bug.
Lafayette: I'll see ya in the morning, Napoleon.
[The two dogs went back to sleep. Edgar and the villains appears on top of the haystack]
Robbie Rotten: (chuckles quietly) Now’s our chance.
Azula: Yeah, but let’s be quiet and get them stealthily.
Tiger Claw: You heard the former princess, Edgar. Fish quietly.
[Edgar lowers the hook to grab his hat from Napoleon but he drops it on Lafayette, landing on his head. Napoleon wakes up and feels his head for the hat but finds it's not there. He looks around until he spots it on Lafayette’s head]
Napoleon: (grabbing the hat) That's my hat, I'm the leader!
Lafayette: Well, shoot fire. Don't get sore at me! I ain't done nothin'. 
[Lafayette put his head inside the basket and Napoleon went back to sleep. Edgar tried again and was able to grab the hat but Napoleon, who had his eyes opened, noticed. He yanked it back onto his head and looked around. Edgar lifts the pole up out of sight. Napoleon looks around as he puts his arms on his head and looks around one more time before falling back to sleep. Edgar was shocked and mouth a frustrated oooh]
Zach Varmitech: Oh, that dog is not making things easier for us.
Roscoe and DeSoto: (growls quietly)
Sykes: Easy, boys.
[Diablo glares at Napoleon]
Donita Donata: We’re gonna have to think of something to make that dog let go of the hat.
Robbie Rotten: Think, Robbie. Think, think, think, think, think.
Janja: I think I know how we can get him to let go. Chungu.
Chungu: Huh?
[Napoleon was still asleep when he smiled, feeling something touch his side and scratch it. Chungu uses his teeth to give Napoleon a back rub which has him kicking his leg]
Napoleon: Oh. Oooh. Oooh.
Lafayette: (chuckles in his sleep)
Napoleon: (moans)
[Napoleon remove his arms a bit but as Chungu tries to grab the hat, he put his paws back over it which makes him resume scratching his side and back trying to make him let go again]
Napoleon: Mm-mm.. that feels good, Lafayette.
Lafayette: (asleep) That’s alright.
Napoleon: Mm-mm. Ooh.. ooh! A little lower and faster there.
Lafayette: (still asleep and kicking his foot) I'm scratchin' as fast as I can.
Napoleon: Right there. That's good. Oh. Ooh, ooh!
[Edgar finally managed to grab the hat with his teeth and pull it into the haystack and Chungu stop scratching Napoleon’s back]
Napoleon: Ooh.
Gourmand: Whoa. I didn’t know that back scratching would work.
Janja: Well, Chungu has been good at giving me back rubs so good thing I came up with that to get that dog to let go.
Tiger Claw: That’s good.
[Edgar kisses his hat and put it on his head which is filled with straw]
Cruella: And now, the basket.
[Edgar lowers the hook down to the basket and lifts it up with Lafayette inside. Napoleon wakes up and sees this, quite puzzled. He ponders on how this is happening with a squint eye. Edgar tip the basket forward and Lafayette falls into the sidecar next to Napoleon]
Lafayette: Mmm. It's warm and, mm-mm, cosy.
[Napoleon pushes him off but then hears the horn blow as Edgar tugs at the umbrella which is caught on it. Napoleon sticks his head in the umbrella as Edgar manages to get it free from the horn but the handle hits him on the chin, sending him and the villains falling off the haystack and knock Napoleon and Lafayette over]
Napoleon and Lafayette: Ooooh! Aaaah!
[They land in Edgar’s lap and he and the villains hurry back into the haystack as the two dogs pick themselves up]
Napoleon: Wha-wha-what's goin' on?
[Edgar and the villains hide under the umbrella at the top]
Napoleon: Lafayette, what in tarnation are you trying to do?
Lafayette: Oh, I get blamed for everything.
Napoleon: Wait a minute! (blows some straw off his muzzle) Where's my hat? Where.… and somebody stole my bumbershoot!
Lafayette: Well, where's my beddie-bye basket?
Napoleon: And whoever it is, is gonna get it and get it good.
[Edgar and the villains watches them moving til they saw his shoes on the ground]
Lafayette: (chuckles) This time I get the tender part. 
Napoleon: Hush your mouth, now come on. 
[Napoleon walks over Edgar’s shoes but as Lafayette walks over them, his back paws step in them and he ends up wearing them as he walks, causing them to squeak. He looks around]
Lafayette: Hey, Napoleon! Ooh, it's them shoes again.
Napoleon: Yeah, yeah, I hear 'em. 
Lafayette: Napoleon, I'm plumb goose-pimply scared!
Napoleon: Now this is no time to turn chicken.
[The two dogs back up cautiously. Napoleon steps on Lafayette’s ear and he tugs at it to get it loose]
Napoleon: I got a feelin' this case is gonna bust wide open.
[Lafayette manages to get his ear free but hits Napoleon, startling them both]
Napoleon: Whee-hee-hee!
Lafayette: Oooow!
[They run around a tree and bump into each other]
Napoleon and Lafayette: Ooh!
Lafayette: D-d-d-did you see him?
Napoleon: No, no, he sneaked up behind me and tailgated me.
Lafayette: Well, he didn't hurt me, he hit me on the head. (chuckles)
Napoleon: Shh! Listen! Sounds like a one-wheel…. Ooh.
Lafayette: A one-wheel what?
Napoleon: You're not gonna believe this, but it's a one-wheeled haystack.
[The haystack Edgar and the villains are in rolls away on the sidecar down a hill. Lafayette and Napoleon run after it]
Napoleon: Hey, there it goes! Come on! After it!
Napoleon and Lafayette: (barks)
[They jump into the hay and try and get at Edgar and the villains]
Lafayette: I got him, I got him, I got him, I got him!
Napoleon: Ow! That's me! 
Fishface: You mutts don’t know when to quit do you?
Cruella: Yeah, you stop this at once or I’ll turn you both into fur coats!
Mzingo: Vultures, attack!
Sykes: Roscoe, DeSoto!
[They fight until they hit a hay cart which the hay and the dogs roll away in it from the sidecar]
Napoleon: Get him, get him, get him, get him!
[Edgar uses his umbrella to turn the sidecar around as the hay cart rolls into a barn, breaking into pieces]
Napoleon and Lafayette: Ooh! Ow.
[Napoleon and Lafayette look out of the hay to see Edgar and the villains rolling away, using the umbrella to hold onto the sidecar]
Robbie Rotten: Don’t lose your marbles! (laughs)
Azula: Nice try, mutts. That will teach you not to mess with us.
Kiburi: Now that we got the stuff back, no one will know about us kidnapping the cats and Irelanders.
Goat: It’s sad that we have to do this the hard way, amigos. Not!
Paisley Paver: (chuckles) Come on. Let’s get back to the mansion.
Zach Varmitech: Buh-bye, doggies. (cackles)
Lafayette: Well, c'est la guerre, Napoleon. I guess you can't win them all.
[Napoleon hits him on the head]
Lafayette: Ow! Ooh, ooh, ooh! Criminiddly!
[He rub his head as the screen fades to black then changes back to Paris where the Irelanders, O’Malley, Duchess and the kittens are walking on the rooftops]
Duchess: But Thomas, Madame will be so worried. Are you sure we can't get home tonight?
Marie: Mama, I'm tired.
Berlioz: Me too, and my feet hurt. 
Max Taylor: (groans) My feet are killing me.
Zoe Drake: (groans) Mine too.
Lance Strongbow: (pants) Whew. That was quite a walk. I don’t think I can go any further.
Kion: Lance is right. I need some sleep.
Connor Lacey: Yeah. I’m getting exhausted from all that walking.
O’Malley: Look baby, it's late, and the kids and the guys are bushed.
Twilight Sparkle: He’s right. I don’t think we can go any further tonight.
Toulouse: I'll bet we walked a hundred miles.
Berlioz: I'll bet it's more than a thousand.
Maisie Lockwood: More than that, even. How far have we walked today, Aya?
Aya: We have walked 559 miles from the countryside to Paris.
Martin Kratt: 559 miles?! (groans)
Chris Kratt: Man, that’s further than a kangaroo in the Australian Desert can hop.
Oliver: We’ve really come a long way back here.
Francis: The little one is right, we have wasted enough energy getting here, we might as well conserve what energy we have til morning.
Heidi: We need to find a place to stay for the night so that we can continue in the morning.
Kim Possible: Duchess, we know we have to get you and your kittens home but we’re all really tired. Do you think you can be patient, just for tonight?
Ron Stoppable: Besides, she, Jenny and Fagin are probably asleep by now.
Stephen: Yeah, think of it as pacing ourselves for the journey ahead.
Berlioz: I’m afraid the guys are right. We can’t go on like this.
Duchess: Now, now, darlings. Cheer up. Mister O'Malley knows a place where we can stay tonight. 
Iago: (sighs) Finally. What a relief.
Bolin: Yeah, good thing too since sleeping out on the streets wouldn’t do for cats. Mako and I already have that experience when we used to live in the streets.
Ocellus: Really?
Mako: Yeah. It happened after our parents were killed when we were little. We have to steal food and things to survive, including working with the Triple Triad who are a criminal gang til we get to live in a gym to do pro-bending before we meet Korra and Asami.
Sandbar: Whoa. That is very rough. Sorry to hear that, you two.
Bolin: It’s fine. It’s all in the past.
Kiera: Thankfully O’Malley knows a place where we can sleep tonight.
Catalina: Yeah, and when morning comes, we’ll be all well rested and raring to continue.
Toulouse: How much farther is it, mister O'Malley?
O’Malley: (chuckles) Keep your whiskers up, tiger. It's just beyond that next chimney pot.
[They walks to the chimney pot]
O’Malley: Well, there it is. My own penthouse pad. It's not exactly the Ritz, but it's peaceful and quiet.
[Just then a trumpet noise echoes and lights turn on, opening a window and some tiles falls off]
O’Malley: Oh! Oh, no. Sounds like Scat Cat and his gang have dropped by.
Duchess: Oh. Friends of yours?
O'Malley: Uh-huh. Yeah. They're old buddies and they're real swingers.
Varian: Swingers? What’s a swinger?
O'Malley: You know. Uh, not exactly your type, Varian. Maybe we'd better find another place, huh?
Duchess: Oh no, no, no, I would like to see your pad, and meet your Scat Cat.
Connor Lacey: So do we. They sound like a fun bunch to meet.
O'Malley: Well, okay.
[They look down from a roof window]
O’Malley: Hey, Scat Cat, blow some of that sweet stuff my way.
[Scat Cat, a black cat wearing a bowler hat and a red bowtie, plays the trumpet, a Chinese cat named Shun Gon plays the piano, an English cat who wears purple glasses and a blue beaded necklace named Hit Cat plays the acoustic guitar, Peppo, an Italian Cat plays the concertina and Billy Ross, a Russian Cat plays the double bass on the bed]
Scat Cat: (laughs) Well, looky here! Big man O'Malley is back in his alley! Swing on down here, daddy.
[O’Malley makes his way down to them, sliding on the piano keys, sending Shun Gon in his chair spinning]
O'Malley: Lay some skin on me, Scat Cat, yeah! (hi-fived with Scat Cat)
Peppo: Buona sera, paesano!
Hit Cat: Welcome home, O'Malley!
O'Malley: Duchess, fellas, this is the greatest cat of 'em all. 
Duchess: Oh, we’re delighted to meet you, monsieur Scat Cat. 
Scat Cat: Likewise, Duchess. (kisses her paw) You're too much. (move his hat up and down)
Connor Lacey: (laughs) Very charming of you, Scat Cat.
Farmer Fi: Sounds like you’ve got quite a party going on in here.
Pinkie Pie: I love it since I love to throw parties myself.
Mack: (dancing to the music) And that’s a catchy tune.
Duchess: And your music is so…. so different. But so exciting.
Berlioz: It isn't Beethoven, mama, but it sure bounces.
Oliver: I like O’Malley’s friends already. They’re fun with music.
Tito: You got that right, man. (dances and hums to the music)
Scat Cat: (chuckles) Say! These kitten cats and this little dog knows where it's at!
Marie: Knows where what's at?
Ron Stoppable: Yeah, what are you talking about?
Scat Cat: Well, little lady and little man, let me elucidate here.
(singing) Everybody wants to be a cat~
Because a cat's the only cat~
Who knows where it's at~
Thomas O'Malley: Tell me!~
Everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat~
'Cause everything else is obsolete~
Scat Cat: Strictly high-button shoes.
O'Malley: A square with a horn~
Makes you wish you weren't born~
Scat: Every time he plays~
O'Malley: But with a square in the act~
You can set music back~
Scat Cat: To the caveman days~ (scats)
O'Malley: I've heard some corny birds~
Who tried to sing~
Scat: But still a cat's the only cat~
Who knows how to swing~
Billy Boss the Russian Cat: Who wants to dig a long-haired gig~
And stuff like that~
O'Malley and Scat: ...When everybody wants to be a cat?~
A square with a horn~
Makes you wish you weren't born~
Every time he plays~
O'Malley: Oh a rinky tinky tinky~
O'Malley and Scat Cat: With a square in the act~
You can set music back~
To the caveman days~
Marie: Oh a rinky tinky tinky~
O'Malley: Yes,~
Marie, O’Malley and Scat: Everybody wants to be a cat~
Because a cat's the only cat~
Who knows where it's at~
When playin' jazz you always has~
A welcome mat~
'Cause everybody digs a swingin' cat~
Shun Gon: Oh boy, fellas! Let's rock the joint!
Billy Boss: Ha-ha! Groove it, cat! (laughs)
[Shun Gon put a cymbal on his head, shaking him as Scat and Hit dance around, playing their instruments and the Irelanders dances. Peppo approaches Duchess and removes his hat, batting his eyebrows at her which makes her smile. Scat plays his trumpet while laying on a pillow and look to see Berlioz playing the piano keys with his paws alongside Shun Gon who has chopsticks]
Shun Gon: Shanghai, Hong Kong, Egg Foo Yung~ (laughs)
Fortune cookie always wrong~
Ha-ha! That's a hot one!~
O'Malley: How 'bout you and me, Duchess?
Duchess: Yes. Let's swing it, Thomas.
[Duchess and O’Malley dance as Toulouse plays the piano]
Toulouse: Groovy, mama, groovy!
[Duchess dances to the beat]
Clara Sesseman: Now this is what I call a dance party!
Berkeley Beetle: Ha-ha! You better believe it, toots!
Gallus: (dancing as he flies in the air) Whoo! I think I’m starting to like this dancing. Very cool.
Silverstream: Yeah, it’s like swimming gracefully through the water.
Ocellus: Those cats really know how to make music.
Sandbar: You said it.
Smolder: I guess they’re not bad.
Mewtwo: Yes, they really know how to get you boogying. 
Melody: In real cat style. Meow.
Flo: Yeah, shake those bumpers like you mean it.
Dusty Crophopper: You got it, Flo.
Scat Cat: (putting his hat on Berlioz and holding his trumpet in front of him) Blow it, small fry. Blow it.
[Berlioz blows the trumpet and ended up getting puffed out]
Shun Gon: Boy, he blew it. (laughs)
Peppo: But he was a-close.
Lightning McQueen: You know what they say, practice makes perfect.
Dottie: You say it, McQueen.
[They continue to dance and play music as Duchess plays the harp and everyone stops what they’re doing to watch]
Scat: Mmm.
O'Malley: Beautiful.
Pepe Le Pew: Mai oui.
Taranee Cook: Aw, that’s a good tune, Duchess.
Duchess: If you want to turn me on~
Play your horn, don't spare the tone~
And blow a little soul into the tune~
[Scat Cat plays his trumpet on the windowsill while Peppo stares at Duchess starstruck]
Irelanders: (sighs)
O'Malley: Let's take to another key~
Scat: Modulate, and wait for me~
I'll take a few ad-libs and pretty soon~
[He plays his trumpet again. Cats in the alley listen to the singing, feeling happy by it]
The other cats will all commence~
Congregatin’ on the fence~
Beneath the alley's only light~
Duchess: Where every note is out of sight~
[The song turns more upbeat as they all join and sing together on top of the piano]
Scat & Crew: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!~
Scat Cat: Hallelujah!
Scat & Crew: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!~
[They fall through the floors of the building as they play]
Scat: I’m telling you~
Alley Cats: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!~
Scat Cat: Yeah!
[They all dance out of the house and into the streets]
Alley Cats: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!~
[The Irelanders, O’Malley, Duchess and the kittens watches them go from the top floor]
Scat Cat: Mmm!~
Scat & Crew: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!~
Scat Cat: Hallelujah!
Scat & Crew: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat...!~
[The screen fades to black before showing Duchess putting the kittens to bed as the Irelanders settle down to sleep too. Toulouse walks over and Duchess licks him on the head as he goes under the covers and snuggles down on the pillow. O’Malley watches lovingly from the window above as Berlioz snuggles down on the bed]
Berlioz: (sighs) Everybody wants to be a cat~
Marie: Because a cat's the only cat~
Who knows where it’s at~
Toulouse: Oh, yeah!~
Duchess: Happy dreams, my loves.
Connor Lacey: Good night, Duchess.
Irelanders: Night.
Oliver: (sighs) Night, Marie.
[They fall asleep. Duchess joins O’Malley on the windowsill to watch them]
Thomas O'Malley: I bet they’re on the magic carpet right now.
Duchess: They could hardly keep their eyes open. Ah. Such an exciting day.
O'Malley: It sure was. And what a finale.
[Toulouse, Marie, Berlioz paw Connor's face gently]
Berlioz: Hey, Connor.
Connor Lacey: Hmmm?
Toulouse: Connor, are you asleep?
Connor Lacey: No, I’m awake. What’s wrong?
Marie: Nothing's wrong, Connor.
Berlioz: Yeah, you better come see this.
[Connor gets out of bed and looks at Duchess and O’Malley on the windowsill]
Duchess: Thomas, your friends are really delightful. I just love them.
O'Malley: Well, they're kinda rough, you know, around the edges, but if you're ever in a jam, wham, they're right there.
Duchess: And wham, when we needed you, you were right there.
O'Malley: Heh. That was just a lucky break for me, baby.
Oliver: Hey, what’s going on?
Twilight Sparkle: Guys what are you doing up? It’s the middle of the night.
Connor Lacey: Sorry, you two but come and have a look at this.
[Twilight and Oliver look at O’Malley and Duchess as they went on the roof]
Duchess: Oh, thank you so much for offering us your home. Oh, I mean your pad. It's very nice.
O'Malley: Well now, wait a minute. You know, this is the low-rent district, remember?
Duchess: No, no, no, I like it, well, uh-- well, all it needs is a little tidying up and, well, maybe a little feminine touch. 
O'Malley: Well, if you're applying for the job, well…
Marie: (to Berlioz, Oliver, Twilight and Connor) Goody. Mother's going to work for mister O'Malley.
Oliver: I don’t think that’s the case, Marie. I think your mother and O’Malley are starting to fall in love.
Twilight Sparkle: Yeah. “Applying for the job” means she wants to be his girlfriend.
Connor Lacey: (chuckles) You could be right about that.
O'Malley: Boy, your eyes are like sapphires. Gee. Huh. That's pretty corny, though, huh? 
Duchess: No, not at all. Any woman would like it. Oh, I, I mean, even little Marie.
[Marie batted her eyes. Berlioz sticks out his tongue at her, causing her to glare in offence. He regain his smile and turn his attention back to O’Malley who jump up on the chimney next to Duchess]
O'Malley: Yeah. All those little kittens, Duchess. I love 'em.
Duchess: And they are very fond of you. 
Berlioz: Yeah!
Marie, Oliver, Connor and Twilight: Ssssh!
O'Malley: You know, it has come to my attention that Oliver has well, fallen for Marie. I saw those moments between them.
Duchess: Yes, I do believe he has caught her little eyes. Marie does seem to like him.
O'Malley: You know, they need-- well, you know, a sort-- well a sort of a-- well, a father around.
[The kittens, Oliver, Connor and Twilight grew delighted at the idea]
Duchess: Oh, Thomas, Thomas, that would be wonderful. Oh, darling, if, if only I could.
O’Malley: But why can’t you?
Duchess: Because of Madame. I-- I could never leave her. 
O'Malley: But-- but Madame is-- well, she's just another human. You're just her house pets.
Duchess: Oh no, no, we mean far more to her than that. 
Oliver: (walking up) She’s right, O’Malley.
Duchess: Oh, Oliver, I am so sorry. Did we wake you?
Oliver: Yes, but it’s alright. I didn’t mean to intrude on your conversation.
O’Malley: That’s okay, kid. No problem. You can stay up with us for a bit. So, what’s up?
Oliver: Well, I know exactly how you feel from before, Duchess.
Duchess: Whatever do you mean?
Oliver: You see, after I was adopted by Jenny, Dodger and the gang took me away from her home with Georgette’s help since they thought I was in trouble but didn’t know I was happy there.
O’Malley: Whoa. That must’ve been rough for you, huh?
Oliver: Yes. I told my friends that although I do like them as my friends, when it comes to having an owner and a new home, it’s complicated. Dodger was upset over it.
Duchess: Oh, my. I am so sorry to hear that.
Oliver: It’s alright. He manages to understand my choice to be with Jenny in the end. So, like you, I could never leave Jenny, even for my friends.
O’Malley: But, but, Jenny’s, well she’s just another human like Madame as well as Fagin. You and Georgette are just her house pets.
Oliver: That’s not true, O’Malley. When Jenny found out I was gone, she was very worried and upset. In fact when she went down to the harbour to get me back, she was crying with heartbreak which made Fagin follow his good heart to give up the ransom plan to pay back Sykes and freely gave me back to her. That shows that she really loves me and Georgette and was very lonely without me just like Madame loves Duchess, Marie, Toulouse and Berlioz and Fagin loves Dodger and the dogs. You just don’t understand.
Duchess: Hmmm, he does have a point. He knows how important it is to be with an owner, cause if you are not there for them, they will be very sad and lonely. Oh, sorry my dear. We just have to go home tomorrow.
O'Malley: Yeah. Well.. I guess you and Oliver know best. And I'm gonna miss you, baby. Huh, and those kids and the guys.
Marie: (sighs)
O’Malley: Gee, I'm gonna miss them too.
Connor Lacey: That’s so sad. They make a purrfect couple.
Twilight Sparkle: Yeah, O’Malley could’ve been their father but now… (sighs) it doesn’t look like that’ll be happening anytime soon.
Berlioz: Well, Twilight, we almost had a father.
Toulouse: Yeah.
Oliver: (walking back) You know, guys, you’re lucky to have a mother. Sadly, I never knew my parents since I’m a orphan.
Marie: Aw, Oliver. (nuzzles him) I’m so sorry.
Oliver: It’s alright, Marie. In fact, I can’t even remember what they look like. Since the other kittens have been adopted, I was all alone and on the streets of New York.
Marie: Still, I feel sorry for you.
Toulouse: So do we. At least you got Jenny to take care of you as her pet.
Oliver: True. Thanks for your concern. Hey, what happened to your father?
Berlioz: Well, we never really knew him. Mama told us that he died a long time ago.
Twilight Sparkle: Oh, you poor things.
Connor Lacey: I feel terrible for you. Sorry about your loss.
Toulouse: It’s okay, Connor.
Oliver: Looks like your mother has to manage raising you three all by herself. But even though she has a chance for romance and has a new mate to be your new dad, she gives it up to be with Madame. Very hard for her. Sorry that you don’t have a father.
Marie: We know. It’s alright. Thanks for being understanding, guys.
Twilight Sparkle: You’re welcome, sweetheart.
Connor Lacey: Come on, kittens, let's get some sleep.
Toulouse: (yawns) He’s right. Let’s go back to bed.
[Toulouse, Berlioz, Connor, Twilight and Oliver went back to bed. Marie gives one last look at O’Malley and Duchess before following them]
O'Malley: Good night, Duchess.
Duchess: Good night, Thomas.
[Duchess walks back to the window, leaving O’Malley on the chimney pot and looking out into the night, feeling sad over Duchess going back to Madame as the screen fades to black. The scene changes to morning as a horse and cart trots by in the street. Duchess, O’Malley, the kittens and the Irelanders turns around into view down the pavement of another street]
O'Malley: Hey! Mee-oww! What a classy neighbourhood. Dig these fancy wigwams.
Duchess: Wigwams?
Zazu: Wigwams is a pyramidal framework of poles used to support runner beans, sweet peas, and other climbing plants.
Pepper Clark: Zazu’s right. That’s what they’re called.
Kion: And I can see Madame’s mansion up ahead down the street.
Einstein: Yes we did it, we got them home!
Gallus: I thought we would never make it back after all that.
Maisie Lockwood: Yeah, but it was worth it. Now they can be home at last.
Georgette: Hopefully once we’re in, I can rest my aching paws. They’re really sore after all that walking.
Francis: Oh, good grief.
Mater: Cool your roll, Georgette. We’re almost there.
Connor Lacey: Madame, Jenny and Fagin are gonna be so happy to see their pets again.
Sunset Shimmer: Yeah, they’ll be so relieved to see that they’re safe.
Chris Kratt: And it’s all thanks to O’Malley. Without him, we never would have made it back.
Martin Kratt: Yeah, Tom, we owe you one.
O’Malley: It’s alright, guys. Glad I can help.
Spike: But it’s a shame that once we make it, Duchess will never see O’Malley again.
Korra: We know, Spike, but he will always be with Duchess. (puts a hand on Spike’s heart) In here.
Mushu: If only they can stay together. I’ve got it!
Hiro: What is it?
Mushu: Perhaps if we told Madame that O’Malley helped us get back, she'II would be so grateful that she’II let him stay with Duchess so that way they can be together forever. What do you think?
Izzy: You know what? That could work!
Connor Lacey: Yeah. I bet she would like O’Malley for helping us and invite him to live in her place so that he can always be with Duchess.
Pepe: Mmm. That can do well in our favour if we’re lucky.
Fuli: Are you sure about that?
Jack Skellington: Fuli, if we want Duchess and O’Malley to be together forever, you’ll have to go with it. 
Merlin: We have to try. You never know unless you do.
Violet Parr: Yeah, Fuli, then O’Malley can get to know Madame better and see that humans aren’t that bad.
Dusty Crophopper: Mushu, you’re a genius.
Mushu: Thank you, thank you. I take a moment for myself.
Cri-Kee: (chirrups)
Iago: Oh, genius. Yeah, sure. Not.
Smolder: I’ll burn those feathers from your body if you don’t stop that kind of talk!
Iago: (groans) I hate it when you guys get a go at me.
Irelanders: (laughs)
Connor Lacey: You’II get used to it, Smolder. We all do.
Mako: Well, it’s worth a shot to try and see if it works.
Dodger: Mako’s right. We gotta try or we’ll never know for sure.
Capper: And if it does work, the kittens will have a new father to help Duchess raise them. I bet Madame would want that.
Oliver: Yeah. That would be great for them.
Heidi: I’m sure that everything will be alright.
Fuli: Well, alright. I just hope it works.
Hot Shot: Well, we better get a move on.
O’Malley: Are you sure we're on the right street? 
Duchess: Yes. Yes! Let's hurry, we're almost home. 
Whirl: Madame, hold on a little longer. Here we come.
[In the window, Roquefort saw Duchess, the kittens, O’Malley and the Irelanders approaching, to his delight]
Roquefort: Duchess! Kittens! Irelanders! Hallelujah! They're back!
[He slide down a curtain and run into the hall to the door but stop upon seeing Edgar in the room at the piano, holding a cigar and putting his feet up on the keys]
Roquefort: Oh, no! Edgar! I've got to do something quick!
Edgar: Ho-ho. Edgar, old chap, get used to the finer things of life.
[As he picks up a bottle of champagne, Roquefort climbs up to his shoes and ties the laces together]
Edgar: Oh. Someday they're all going to be yours, you sly old fox.
[The cork from the bottle flies into Roquefort, hitting him into a wall of the piano on his belly]
Roquefort: Oh! Oh, he got me!
[Outside]
Berlioz: Hooray! We're home!
Marie: Wait for me, wait for me! Me first! Me first!
[As they jump at the kitty door, it stay shut, making them bump off it and fall back on the ground]
Berlioz: It's locked.
Berkeley Beetle: This can’t be right. Why would Madame just lock the kitty door like that?
Rainbow Dash: Something fishy is going on here. I can feel it.
Varian: How are we gonna get in?
Oliver: Maybe if they hear us meowing, they’ll let us in.
Marie: Good idea, Oliver. Come on, let's all start meowing.
Oliver, Kittens and dogs: (barking and meowing)
[Inside, Edgar is drinking champagne when he heard the meowing and other noises which has him spit it out in shock]
Edgar: It can’t be them!
Roquefort: The kittens. The dogs.
[He climbs out of the piano as Edgar quickly get to his feet, unaware of the laces tied them together]
Edgar: Uh, why?
[Edgar tries to hop to the door but falls over to the floor as Roquefort runs to the door]
Roquefort: Don’t come in! (hits the door) Oof.
[He climbs up to the window]
Roquefort: Go away! Away!
Toulouse: Look! There's Roquefort!
Kittens: Hi Roquefort! 
Berlioz: He's sure glad to see us.
Aisling: I don’t think so, Berlioz, looks like he’s trying to warn us about something.
Iago: Sadly, we can’t hear what he’s saying since the window quiets him.
Hulk: Yeah, but still Hulk suspicious.
Doctor Strange: I think once we get inside, we’II find out what he’s trying to say.
Rita: That is if we ever get this door open.
[At the gate]
Duchess: (sighs) I don't know what to say. I only wish that I…
O'Malley: Maybe just a short, sweet goodbye would be easiest.
Duchess: I'll never forget you, Thomas O'Malley. Bye.
O’Malley: So long, baby.
Roquefort: Don't come in! Look out for Edgar!
[The door opens and the kittens and Irelanders walk in. Duchess take one last sad look back then walks in after them as the door shuts behind her]
Edgar: Duchess, Irelanders, wherever have you been?
Bolin: Oh, where do we even begin?
Raven Queen: Edgar, it’s been horrible. Someone kidnapped us and dumped us in the countryside.
Roquefort: Look out for the….
[He trips over the curtain as Edgar snatches the cats and Irelanders up in a sack]
Cats: (yowls)
Irelanders: (gasps)
Roquefort: …sack.
[Outside]
O'Malley: Well. Guess they won't need me anymore.
Edgar: You came back? Oh. It just isn't fair. 
Madame: Edgar! Edgar, come quickly. 
Edgar: Coming, Madame, coming.
[He throws the sack in the oven]
Edgar: I’II take care of you later!
[Madame went down the stairs]
Madame: Oh, Edgar, they're back, I heard them! Hurry, hurry, let them in. (Edgar opens the door for her and she steps outside) Duchess? Kittens? Come here, my darlings. Where are you? Come on.
Edgar: Uh, allow me, Madame. Here, kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty! Here, kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty!
[In the kitchen]
Applejack: Roquefort, what in tarnation is going on?
Roquefort: I was trying to tell you and your friends, Applejack. Edgar is the one who kidnapped you, Duchess and her kittens.
Connor Lacey: He what?!
Twilight Sparkle: So, Toulouse was right!
Oliver: I can’t believe this.
Samurai Jack: That backstabbing traitor!
Caitlin: So, he really is the one who took us away into the countryside.
Dusk: I can’t believe that we trusted him in the first place!
Heidi: I thought that he was a nice man. How could he do this to the cats and us?
Rod: Yeah, wait until we tell Madame about this!
Connor Lacey: Roquefort, go get O’Malley and tell him that we’re in trouble.
Roquefort: His name is O’what?
Duchess: (muffled) His name is O'Malley. O'Malley!
Marie: (muffled) Abraham de Lacy Giuseppe Casey!
Duchess: (muffled) Oh, never mind!
[Roquefort pushes on the handle of the air hole, opening it but got blown away by Duchess’ shouting]
Duchess: Run! Move! Go get him!
Roquefort: Yes, yes! I'm on my way!
[He scurries away]
Toulouse: I told ya it was Edgar.
Berlioz: Aw, shut up, Toulouse.
Madame: Oh, it's no use, Edgar. I'm afraid it was just the imagination of an old lady. But I was so sure that I heard them.
Edgar: I'm so sorry, Madame.
[He smiles to himself. Back in the kitchen oven]
Beshte: (strains) Whew. This is hard to open.
Kim Possible: We have to keep trying. If we don’t get them and us out of here, Edgar’ll cook us alive!
Jimmy Z: That’s a little extreme.
Skully: We’ve gotta get out of here now! I hope Roquefort can get O’Malley before it’s too late.
Gallus: (breathes panickingly) Not small spaces again.
Yona: Gallus, calm down.
Razer: She’s right. Don’t let your fear of enclosed spaces get the better of you. You managed to do that once, you can do it again!
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette’s voice: Oh, cooking you lot is not on our minds at all.
Connor Lacey: (gasps) I know that voice.
[Linda walks from the shadows]
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Hello, everyone.
Connor Lacey: Stepmother!
Duchess: She’s your stepmother, Connor?
Connor Lacey: Yes. Linda Ryan also known as the Shredderette. She is the leader of the Foot Empire who murdered my father and siblings and framed my mammy for her crime and me on the run until I cleared our names by winning the Realm Games.
Sandbar: I’ve heard of her. She’s been helping Equestria’s villains to try conquering it many times like Queen Chrysalis, the Storm King, King Sombra and Lord Tirek only to be foiled.
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Well, well, looks like someone has heard about me and learns to stay out of my way while I tried to conquer Equestria many times. Very smart of you to do it.
Silverstream: Just because we’ve learned about you, doesn’t mean we’re gonna stay out of your way!
Gallus: That’s right. We’ve learned a lot about you and we’re gonna help stop you from getting revenge on Connor.
Ocellus: Yeah, so you let us out of here right now!
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Afraid not, my dear. We can’t let you ruin our plans to help Edgar dispose of those miserable cats for good.
Toulouse: Oh, no you’re not! Mister O’Malley’s gonna save us!
Hawk Moth: I’m afraid he’s unaware of your current predicament, little kitten.
[Hawk Moth floats into view]
Marinette/Ladybug: Hawk Moth!
Smolder: Who is that?
Adrian/Cat Noir: Hawk Moth is my father, Gabriel Agreste, who akumatizes our friends and family to get our Miraculous so he can gain absolute power and bring my mother out of her coma.
Hawk Moth: That’s right and you should do as I told you to do so that your mother will be cured, my disobedient son.
Marie: Turn people into supervillains?
Marinette/Ladybug: Yes, but we always manage to stop him.
Hawk Moth: I don’t know how you manage to get back here but no matter, we’II ensure that you won’t come back here a second time. The rest of us will see to that.
Berlioz: What do you mean, “rest of us”?
[Tiger Claw, Rahzar and Fishface walks out, snarling]
Leonardo: Tiger Claw, Rahzar and Fishface.
Gallus: Who are those freaks?
Donatello: Tiger Claw used to be a human who was captured by the Kraang and mutated along with his sister Alopex who became a fox. He then became an assassin and later Shredder’s second-in-command of the Foot Clan.
Michelangelo: Rahzar used to be my idol Chris Bradford who is revealed to be Shredder’s top pupil until he got mutated into Dogpound and later his current name.
Raphael: Fishface used to be a thief named Xever until he got mutated into a snakehead.
Silverstream: But how does he manage to stand and breathe on land?
April O’Neil: The tanks on his back helps him breathe and the metal legs were used by Baxter Stockman from a Kraangdroid.
Silverstream: Ah, that explains it. Very cool.
Tiger Claw: So you’re the pony princess’ school students. Not impressive for a bunch of cubs.
Smolder: Hey! Who are you calling cubs? We might be small and young but we’re just as capable of defeating bad guys like you!
Fishface: As far as I can recall, you haven’t done any heroics yet since attending the school that teaches you friendship.
Sandbar: Maybe not yet but we will someday!
Rahzar: Oh, you six have no idea who you are dealing with since you’re so young and inexperienced which will have us gain the upper hand.
Yona: Skeletal dog watch what he say because Yona know for fact that Skeletal Dog wrong.
Azula: Hello, Irelanders. Cats.
Duchess: Who are you?
Azula: In my country, we exchange a pleasant hello before asking questions. My name is Azula, former princess of the Fire Nation. Or at least I will be when I’m restored to my rightful place and seize the throne to conquer the world in the name of my father.
Korra: Not while I still draw breath, Azula! (to the cats) Azula is daughter of Fire Lord Ozai who plans to rule the world with the Hundred Year War 75 years ago by using Sozin’s Comet to conquer the Earth Kingdom permanently but my past life, Aang managed to stop him by using energybending to take away his fire bending. Azula’s brother, Lord Zuko and Katara manage to defeat her in an Agni Kai for the throne. She later escapes and ends up in Connor’s world where she becomes Linda’s lieutenant.
Toulouse: That sure explains a lot.
Azula: Well, that’s OK. Any friend of Connor is an enemy of mine.
[She shoots her blue fire bending, forcing the cats to duck]
Gallus: I don’t think I like that girl.
Smolder: You’re not the only one. (to Azula) You better watch it, cause I can breathe fire too!
Azula: Yes, I’m sure you want to battle me with your fire breath but my blue fire bending is beyond anything you could have imagined.
Smolder: We’ll see about that.
[A cackle echoes everywhere]
Dash Parr: What was that?
Iago: I think I know.
Jafar: You know me too well, Iago.
Iago: Awk! Jafar!
Jafar: Sorry to spoil your return, fools but we can’t have any heroes mucking around, running our plans.
[Duchess glares]
Jafar: So you must be the Aristocats I’ve been hearing about.
Duchess: Yes but who are you?
Jafar: I am Jafar, the greatest sorcerer the world has ever known!
Sandbar: How do you know this guy?
Shimmer: Iago used to be his parrot henchman when he tried to get Genie’s lamp so he could make us his slaves and conquer Agrabah. Aladdin manages to defeat him by tricking him into using his third wish to make himself an all powerful genie which resulted in him being trapped inside his lamp.
Iago: I later betrayed Jafar and joined Aladdin and the Irelanders to defeat him again by destroying his lamp which killed him until Linda brought him back to life.
Jafar: Yes and that will help me get my revenge on you for betraying me, the Irelanders for foiling my plans and then I shall finally get my revenge on Aladdin and conquer Agrabah for good.
Duchess: I find that hard to believe. Monsieur Iago has made it quite clear that he would never work for you again, a horrible, horrible man.
Jafar: You better watch yourself, Duchess. You and your kittens are no match for my power which can overcome you and your nine lives easily.
Berlioz: Oh, yeah? We’ll see who’s laughing after Mister O’Malley saves us!
Familiar voice: I’m afraid no one will save you this time.
[Lightning flashes and a green flame rises up, revealing Maleficent]
Irelanders: (gasps)
Ocellus: Who’s that?
Shine: Maleficent. The Mistress of All Evil.
Maleficent: You poor simple fools, thinking you can defeat us. We’re the Masters of All Evil.
Paxton: You say that now but you’ll be sorry you ever showed up.
Violet Parr: You better let us out of here now!
Maleficent: Silence! We’re making demands around here!
Gallus: Oh, yeah? Well, we have nothing you want!
Mozenrath’s voice: You’re looking well, though trapped.
[A portal opens and Mozenrath appears, standing in mid-ar]
Connor Lacey: Mozenrath!
Mozenrath: Guilty.
Toulouse: Who is that young man with the blue robe?
Iago: Mozenrath. He’s a young sorcerer from the Land of Black Sands which was ruled by Destane whom even Jafar steered clear of until Mozenrath overthrew him and turned him into one of his mamluks. I call him Jafar Jr. since his desires for power and evil mannerisms are just as bad as Jafar’s. He often plans to become powerful enough to conquer the Seven Deserts including Agrabah. Thankfully we help Aladdin defeat him a lot.
Gallus: Somehow, I can see the resemblance.
Mozenrath: So, let’s cut to the bone. You know how I made a career of collecting magic? Well, I’ve decided your pearl will now be my pearl.
Twilight Sparkle: If you’re referring to the pearl of SeaQuestria that the hippogriffs have to turn them into seaponies then you’d have to get past Queen Novo, Princess Skystar and their seapony armies.
Xerxes: No pearl.
Mozenrath: No problem. I have you all now. I’II have it soon enough.
Silverstream: Not if Queen Novo has anything to say about it.
Sykes: (chuckles) I’m afraid he’II get what he wants.
Spider Man: Sykes! You lowlived loan shark!
Roscoe: (chuckles) You guys miss us?
Elsa: Pfft. Like I miss my cold.
Duchess: That’s Sykes?
Oliver: Yeah, Duchess. That’s him alright. And his two Doberman, Roscoe and DeSoto. My enemies who hold Jenny for ransom to get his money back from her parents.
Koki: What are you and your mutts doing here, Sykes?
Sykes: Well, I just thought I helped Edgar inherit the fortune first by disposing of the cats and he’s gonna give some of it to me so that I can finally have my money back that bumbling Fagin failed to do after I loaned him.
Iron Man/Tony Stark: Hah! Doubt it! I’m sure Madame wouldn’t help you since you’re a loan shark.
Roscoe: So you become friends with those rich pampered puss, Dodger?
Dodger: You got that right, Roscoe and you harm one hair on their kitty heads, you’re gonna have to deal with me and the gang.
DeSoto: Those are some nice kittens here. (chuckles) I like cats. I like to eat them.
Duchess: You will not eat my kittens on my watch!
Roscoe: Thankfully our size can help us to our advantage since you’re smaller than us and thus easier to be killed.
Marie: You two watch it, cause this little lady has some pretty mean claws under her mitts.
Berlioz: We’ve heard about you two and your master from Oliver like how you tried to eat and kill him.
Toulouse: And how you held his owner for ransom just to get back the money Fagin owed him!
Roscoe: Well, blame that stupid Fagin for being unable to give the master his money back. He’s the one who got us into this jam in the first place by asking him to loan his money to him then failing to give them back.
Dora: The only one to blame is your master, Roscoe!
Boots: And if you think you’re gonna have Rita for yourself, you’ve got another thing coming.
Sykes: You guys better not do anything against me when I get my money back. Do you know what happens when people get in my way? People get hurt. You don’t want to get hurt, do you?
Blythe Baxter: It’ll be worth it to beat you if we must, Sykes.
Familiar voice: Except that we’II be able to beat you all at once.
Aviva Corcovado: Wait a minute. I recognise that voice.
Zach Varmitech: Of course you do. It’s the voice of the inventor you wished you could be, spying on you from within my SpyCloud.
[The SpyCloud disappears and Zach flies down from the sky on his Zachbot]
Zach Varmitech: You didn’t even know I was here. Ha-ha. I should have rained on you.
Aviva Corcovado: Nice.
Marie: Who is that?
Zach Varmitech: Zach Varmitech here. CEO of Varmitech Industries, world’s greatest animal inventor and scientific genius.
Donita Donata: Hello, darling. Donita Donata Fashions. All the latest in animal wear for the fashionably conscious.
Gourmand: Yel-lo! Gaston Gourmand here. Endangered Species Chef Extraordinaire.
Paisley Paver: Paisley Paver, CEO of Pave Nature Incorporated. Turning yucky wild places into beautiful pavement. Don’t waste my time.
Gallus: Who are those guys?
Chris Kratt: Zach is a robotics inventor who uses animals to power his inventions, even stealing Aviva’s just to prove he’s better than her, which he’s not.
Martin Kratt: Donita Donata and her partner Dabio travelled the world in search of rare and endangered animals to put them in suspended animation for her fashion designs.
Aviva Corcovado: Gourmand used to be a chef until his licence get revoked when he used rare and endangered animals in his recipes.
Koki: And Paisley Paver and her minion, Rex, plan to pave animal habitats to put buildings in their place.
Zach Varmitech: And we would have succeeded if you Wild Rats and Irelanders hadn't interfered too many times already.
Jimmy Z: Uh, hello? It’s our job to interfere cause you want to destroy the creature world by using them for your respective purposes. It’s Wild Kratts for crying out loud. When will you learn to get it right?
Zach Varmitech: Oh, whatever.
Donita Donata: Ah, yes. Those hippogriff feathers look so stylish. They will be perfect for my fashion line for the world to see.
Silverstream: Nuh-uh. You’re not touching my feathers! Queen Novo would have you locked up the minute she got the chance.
Gourmand: You creatures are fine specimens. I can make a griffin soup. It will be delicious. (chuckles)
Gallus: Oh, no, you’re not frying my feathers. I can fly away whenever I want.
Gourmand: Well, my jetpack can help me catch you.
Paisley Paver: Your disgusting homes will be better once I paved it.
[She touches a button and blue holograms of Dragon Lands, Mount Aris, Changeling Kingdom, Griffinstone and Yakyakistan is shown before being flattened by a huge metal leg which lifts up to show buildings in their places]
Paisley Paver: It will be better once it’s done. As for those old yak shacks, they have to go since they’re so shabby and not fit for human places. Better proper houses will do for them.
Smolder: You’ll have to deal with our leaders if you want to pave our homes!
Zach Varmitech: Well, perhaps paving the changeling kingdom will teach those changelings a lesson for betraying their rightful ruler in favour of that friendly traitor Thorax.
Ocellus: Hey, Chrysalis forced us to obey her by stealing love from those ponies to feed on it, unlike Thorax who showed us that sharing love is way better than hoarding it to ourselves all the time. We’d much rather be with Thorax than that vermin.
Yona: Yona not like nasty animal cruelty humans.
Sandbar: Yeah, you wanna pave our homes? You can forget it!
Azula: Now allow me to show you someone with a little fire.
[She shoots her blue fire on the floor and Scar appears from it]
Scar: (cackles)
Kion: Scar.
Toulouse: Who is that fiery lion?
Kion: Scar is my grand uncle who tried to take over the Pride Lands as king by killing my grandfather Mufasa and father Simba in a wildebeest stampede with hyenas. Years later into his reign, my dad returned to reclaim his throne from him and end it by defeating him thus resulting in his death by his hyena henchman and fire. He later got resurrected as a spirit and now plans to take back the Pride Lands with his army who should be appearing any minute now.
Janja: (cackles) Right on cue, Kion!
[Army of Scar comes into view]
Reirei: Never thought you would see us here, did you?
Fuli: You always know exactly what’s on our minds, Reirei.
Kiburi: So those must be the students of the School of Friendship. Very different species like The Lion Guard. Why am I not surprised?
Bunga: So what? They can be friends if they want.
Mzingo: Looks like the cats are in the bag.
Mwoga: (chuckles) Good one, Mzingo.
Ushari: Good. You’re all contained there.
Shupavu: Hello, everyone.
Marie: Who are those animals?
Kion: Scar’s Army consisting of Janja and his hyenas, Reirei and her jackals, Kiburi and his crocodiles, Mzingo and his vultures, Shupavu and her skinks and Ushari the cobra. They often cause trouble and go against the Circle of Life by trying to eat animals in the Pride Lands but we managed to stop them multiple times.
Janja: And thanks to you, we’ve got no food to eat and with Scar’s help to get rid of you all, that’s what we’re gonna have once the Pride Lands are ours for the taking.
Jackie Chan: You will not take over the Pride Lands so long as Simba draws breath.
Reirei: I gotta say, those young students look tasty.
Goigoi: Yeah. I wonder how they will taste.
Kiburi: The big hairy buffalo will be nice picking since it’s so big and plenty to go around.
Yona: Yona not buffalo! Yona Yak!
Mzingo: What’s the difference? You six will be more tasty once we feed on your dead bodies.
Silverstream: You’ll eat us over our dead bodies.
Mwoga: Exactly. Glad you figured out what we vultures like best.
Gallus: She means you will never eat us, like the figure of speech, birdbrain! Dead or alive!
Cheezi: Soon we can feast on all the students of that friend school.
Chungu: Yeah. A perfect new place where all creatures gathered around for us to eat. (chuckles)
Smolder: Not if I scorch you first!
Sandbar: That’s right. You’re not gonna eat any of us!
[Robbie pops up from behind a table and walk out]
Miles: Robbie Rotten, no surprises there.
Robbie Rotten: Who do you expect? Sportaloon?
Trixie: Well, we weren’t expecting anyone. And it is Sportacus.
Robbie Rotten: Whatever. So you made it back to Paris. We thought those poor little kitties would never make it back from the countryside.
Tito: Well, you thought wrong, Robbie, man! Thanks to O’Malley, we got back here!
Robbie Rotten: So that’s how you did it. Well, pity that he won’t be able to help you this time since he’s gone now and doesn’t know about your current situation. (laughs)
Maisie Lockwood: Roquefort is gonna tell him though.
Robbie Rotten: With a busy city like this? I don’t think so. We’ve got some more friends for your creature students and cats to meet.
Smolder: Oh, yeah? Like who?
[Goat step into view on his motorbike and step down, glaring]
Spike: The goat is in the house!
Goat: I’m in the house.
Will Vandom: He’s in the house.
Berlioz: Who is that goat?
Connor Lacey: Goat is a bounty hunter whom Snerz hired to get Mr. Jenkins who is a chickeraffe to add to his animal collection. He’s very dangerous and is willing to hunt down targets and kill them.
Goat: So you must be the creature students. How is your friendship teaching going, amigos? Can’t seem to grasp it since it’s not in your natures for your non pony kinds?
Yona: Friendship in natures of non-pony species! Yona and friends learn it very well!
Gallus: Yeah, so don’t assume we can’t grasp it just because we’re learning about it and that we’re not ponies!
Goat: (chuckles) I’m so gonna look forward to hurting you all, especially those rich pussycats.
Oliver: You touch Marie, you’ll have to deal with me!
Francis: As well as the rest of us, you scoundrel.
Melody: Yeah! You won’t be hurting anyone!
Brittany: Oh, I’m afraid we’II be on top once and for all, Melody.
[The Biskit Twins walk into view]
Blythe Baxter: The Biskit Twins!
Toulouse: Who are those girls?
Russell Fergusson: Brittany and Whittany Biskit. They’re rich girls who often cause trouble for us and Blythe by trying to ruin our plans and shut down Littlest Pet Shop.
Brittany: If you ask me, it was very stupid of Madame to have her cats inherit her fortune. They don’t know how to handle money well since they’re not smart enough to do it.
Whittany: Would it be easier if she has a human to inherit it instead? Someone like, ooh, I don’t know, her butler Edgar? That would be better.
Blythe Baxter: Madame would never give her fortune to Edgar if she knew what he was doing behind her back!
Brittany: Well, that’s tough. If we want someone to inherit our fortune when we’re gone, we would give it to our staff and not pets. That’s what Madame should do while she’s alive.
Whittany: Sadly, you lot just have to go with that crazy idea. Can’t blame her for being old.
Ocellus: We won’t let that happen when we get out of here!
Ron Stoppable: First Linda, Hawk Moth, Azula, Tiger Claw, Rahzar, Fishface, Jafar, Maleficent, Mozenrath, Sykes, his dogs, Scar and his army, Robbie Rotten, Goat and then the Bisket Twins. Who is gonna be next?
Cruella: (opening the door) Irelanders, darlings.
Lightning McQueen: Cruella, great.
Duchess: Who is that woman with the black and white hair?
Sunset Shimmer: Cruella De Vil. She plans to kill Dalmatian puppies to turn them into fur coats. Thankfully we managed to help them escape from her two times.
Berlioz: Make fur coats from puppies? That’s terrible.
Marie: I don’t want my fur to be made into a coat.
Sandbar: That woman’s insane. Very cruel.
Silverstream: No wonder she’s called Cruella.
Gallus: If she thinks she can make coats out of us, she’s got another thing coming.
Smolder: Yeah, I’ll scorch her before she even gets the chance.
Cruella: You do know I can hear you, you know. Madame should know better than to let her cats inherit the fortune first before Edgar. Do you know how unfair it is for him, especially for the fact those cats are not smart enough to handle money compared to a human?
Lloyd: We don’t care if it’s unfair to him, Madame made the right choice regardless of what you think.
Connor Lacey: And what are you villains doing here?
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: We’ve joined forces with Edgar to help him get rid of the cats so that he can inherit her fortune only while getting revenge on you fools for ruining our plans and now everything will go smoothly once they are disposed of once and for all.
Dink: You won’t get away with this!
Tiger Claw: I’m afraid that we already have and once that’s done, we’II go back to Equestria to help a new friend of ours with her own plan.
Rainbow Dash: And who might that friend be? An unreformed changeling other than Chrysalis?
Maleficent: That’s for us to know and you to find out, if you can, though by this point, you wouldn’t get a chance to.
Sykes: You guys will be pleased to know that Jenny’s services to help get my money back won’t be needed this time since Edgar will give some of the fortune to me.
Mewtwo: That’s a relief to us though we’II still protect her from you regardless.
Lance Strongbow: But I don’t see her or Fagin anywhere.
Oliver: Where are they?! What have you done with them?!
Reirei: What, them? Well, we’ve captured them and tied up somewhere to ensure they don’t tell Madame what Edgar’s up to and Hawk Moth decided to give them a little makeover or two.
Hawk Moth: Yes, (as Dogfinder and Catsearcher come into view) meet my two latest akumanizations.
Irelanders: (gasps)
The Mask: Oh, no! They got akumatized!
Fluttershy: How could you do that to an innocent little girl?!
Hawk Moth: Any target would do, Fluttershy, even little children. She and Dogfinder will be very useful to help me get the Miraculous.
Jiminy Cricket: I highly doubt it. 
Catsearcher: Nobody asks you, bug.
Mallow: Jenny, Fagin, you have to snap out of it!
Dogfinder: Sadly, they don’t exist anymore.
Sykes: (chuckles) The new look on Fagin makes him more competent than what he was before so it will help him get things done better.
Max Taylor: (waving away the smoke from Sykes’ cigar) You won’t get away with helping Edgar! We’ll make sure of it when O’Malley gets here!
Robbie Rotten: I wouldn’t be too sure.
[Toulouse look at the villains and everything became clear to him from his blurry glimpses]
Toulouse: So you were the strange people and animals I saw with Edgar two nights ago!
Nne: You got that right, little kittie.
Tano: Yeah. Too bad you didn’t see us clearly enough for us to carry out our first attempt and no one believed you about Edgar’s treachery until it was too late.
Karai: And we passed it off as a joke. How could we have been so blind?
Mako: We’re sorry we didn't believe you. But Edgar being a villain and working with our enemies is not an easy thing to believe. Even now.
Toulouse: Apology accepted, guys. I understand.
Marie: Guess we should have listened to you.
Berlioz: Yeah, I’m sorry I teased you about you falling on your head.
Toulouse: That’s alright.
Duchess: So what have you got planned to get rid of us?
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Oh, we have many ideas of how to do it, Duchess.
Janja: We could simply eat you four, have Mozenrath turn you Irelanders into mamluks or just kill you all but Edgar has something in mind to ensure that you won’t come back here a second time with no help.
Connor Lacey: Oh, and what’s that?
Jafar: You’II find out soon enough. It’s not enough that we simply destroy you, the cats and your friends. After all, there are things so much worse than death. (laughs)
[The cats and the Irelanders look at each other fearfully. Outside, Roquefort run to the gate and looks around before spotting O’Malley rounding a corner and runs after him]
Roquefort: Mister O'Malley!
[He trips over a leaf and falls over but quickly gets up and carries on, rounding the corner. Catching up to O’Malley, he stops in front of him]
Roquefort: Hey! Stop! (pants) Duchess! Kittens! Irelanders! In trouble! Butler and villains did it!
O'Malley: Duchess, Irelanders and kittens in trouble? Look, you go get Scat Cat and his gang of alley cats.
Roquefort: A-a-alley cats? But I'm a mouse.
O'Malley: (pushing Ro	quefort forward with a paw) Look, I'm gonna need help.
Roquefort: You mean you want me…..? 
O'Malley: Move! (as they run in opposite directions) Tell him O'Malley sent you and you won't have a bit of trouble.
[Roquefort runs down the street and soon ended up in an alley, feeling very nervous as he slows down and walks through it]
Roquefort: (pants) No trouble, he said. Well, that's easy for, uh, for what's-his-name to say. He's got nine lives, I've only got one.
[Peppo appears upside down from a barrel, scaring Roquefort]
Roquefort: (gasps)
[He turns to run but his tail got stepped on by Scat’s paw who lifts him up to him who is in a bin]
Scat Cat: What's a little swinger like you doin' on our side of town?
Roquefort: Oh please! Uh, I was sent here for help by a cat.
Scat Cat: This is outrageous! This is crazy!
Alley Cats: (laughs)
[Roquefort runs into a glass bottle but Billy Boss picks him up and looks inside]
Roquefort: B-but honest! He told me just to mention his name.
Billy Boss: (getting Roquefort out of the bottle and into Shun Gon’s paws) So? Start mentioning name, rodent.
Roquefort: Oh, now, wait a minute, fellas. D-d-don't rush me. His name is O'Toole.
Scat Cat: I don't dig him. Strike one.
Roquefort: Oh, ooh, O'Brien.
Scat Cat: Strike two.
Roquefort: Oh, boy, you believe me, don't you?
Hit Cat: Keep talking, mousey.
Roquefort: How about O'..Grady? Huh?
Scat Cat: (brings out a claw) Mousy, you just struck out. Any last words?
Roquefort: Oh, no. Why did I listen to that O'Malley cat?!
Scat Cat: O'Malley!
Alley Cats: O’Malley!
Scat Cat: Hold it cats! This little guy's on the level.
Roquefort: You're darn tootin' I'm on the level!
Peppo: Oh, we didn't mean-a to, to rough a-you, squeaky!
Roquefort: Don't worry about me! O'Malley needs help! Duchess, Irelanders and kittens are in trouble!
[The cats run off]
Scat Cat: Come on cats, we gotta split!
Roquefort: Hey, wait for me! You don't know the way!
[They run past a man sitting at a cafe table. He looks shocked to see a mouse chasing cats. Believing he is hallucinating due to his drink, he pours it on the ground. The scene changes to Edgar on the phone as O’Malley looks in the window. He hangs up and runs to the stables, shutting the door behind him. O’Malley follows and climbs to the window to watch]
Edgar: Now, my little pesky pets and guests. You're going to travel first class. In your own private compartment.
[He throws the sack in a trunk and locks it while the Irelanders get caged by the villains]
Edgar: All the way to Timbuktu. And this time, ha, you'll never come back. 
Leonardo: You won’t get away with this, Edgar!
Edgar: I already have, turtle.
Gallus: What is Timbuktu?
Aviva Corcovado: It’s a place, Gallus. Located in West Africa.
Gallus: Right. Thanks.
Violet Parr: You’re wrong, Edgar. We’ll always come back, no matter how many times you try to get rid of us, we’ll always find a way.
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: With this trip, we highly doubt it this time.
Kiera: The cats are gonna suffocate in that trunk if we don’t get them out of there.
Catalina: They won’t be able to survive the trip to Timbuktu if they’re locked in there.
Dodger: We’ve got to think of something to stop Edgar and our enemies and free Fagin and Jenny from Hawk Moth’s control.
Twilight Sparkle: But the question is how? We’ve got to do it quickly before the delivery truck gets here.
Connor Lacey: You’re right, Twilight. I hope so for our sake.
[O’Malley went onto the rafters above]
Edgar: Oh, no, we've got to hurry. The baggage truck will be here any moment now.
[As Edgar started to push the trunk towards the door, O’Malley leaps down on him and runs to the door, shutting it]
O’Malley: (yowls)
Hawk Moth: What?!
Reirei: It’s the O’Malley cat that our enemies are talking about.
Brittany: Hah! He’s not so tough!
Whittany: Besides, there’s a lot of us and only one of him.
Goat: You’re right there, amigo. We can take him out easily.
Ushari: Feel the sting of my venom, feline scum!
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: You’re not ruining our plans, cat! Get him!
[As Edgar go to attack O’Malley, Frou-Frou grabs his coat with her mouth]
Edgar: Oooh!
[He pulls himself free, some fabric still in Frou-Frou’s mouth and went to the door which was stuck so he pulls harder til it gets unstuck, making him fall back over the trunk]
Gourmand: Oooh. That’s gotta hurt for him.
Shupavu: Still, it doesn’t matter, we’ll still execute our plan.
Zach Varmitech: Yeah! He’s not ruining our plan this time!
[O’Malley tries to stop the trunk from moving as Edgar pushes it. Frou-Frou puts her front hooves in front, giving O’Malley the chance to move away, making Edgar crash the trunk into her legs and his face along with it]
Cruella: Ooh, that stupid horse! She’II pay for that!
Azula: (to O’Malley) You can run but I’II catch you.
Jafar: Stop him, you fools!
[Edgar and the villains chase O’Malley up a ladder, swinging a long grain hook at him. O’Malley tries to push the ladder over and succeeds as they reach the top but ended falling with them]
Edgar: Whoo-hoo-hoo! Oww!
[Frou-Frou cringes at the crash as she watches in shock]
Goat: (growls) Come out, amigo and I won’t hurt you. Just kidding. I’m totally gonna hurt you.
Mozenrath: He’s right there. Right under the moving hay!
Robbie Rotten: Aha! There you are!
Sykes: Roscoe, DeSoto!
[Edgar jabs the hay with a pitchfork removing the hay from O’Malley who runs. Edgar, Roscoe and DeSoto chase him, swinging the pitchfork and snapping their jaws at him though misses and break some bottles. O’Malley soon runs into a dead end as Edgar and the Dobermans corner him]
Roscoe and DeSoto: (growls and chuckles)
Janja: (cackles) Gotcha now, pussycat.
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Say farewell, O’Malley, for this is the end of all of your nine lives!
[Edgar pulls back the pitchfork and lunges it at O’Malley]
Frou-Frou: (neighs)
[O’Malley remove his paws from his eyes to find in shock that the pitchfork is pinning him to the wall]
Sykes: That shall take care of you.
Scar: Now if you’ll excuse us, we have a package to send to Timbuktu.
Donita Donata: Yes. Now that you’re taken care of, let’s get this going before the delivery truck arrives.
[They head to the door and Edgar open it but sees something coming with shock and shuts it quickly but the alley cats break through and start attacking him and the villains]
Maleficent: What?! More alley cats?!
Tiger Claw: It can’t be!
Paisley Paver: Too many delays! We cannot allow this!
Kiburi: We’ll take care of you trash-can scavengers just as easily as we took care of your friend! Get them!
[Maleficent’s goons join in the fight as Roquefort runs to O’Malley]
O’Malley: Over there! They're in the trunk!
[He struggles to get the pitchfork off of him as Roquefort runs to the trunk and hangs down to the lock. He rubs his paws together and turns it both sides to unlock. O’Malley finally frees himself as the alley cats fight the villains and Edgar though the loud noise frustrates Roquefort]
Roquefort: Quiet!
[Edgar, the cats and the villains pause for a moment in stunned silence as Roquefort finally manages to unlock the trunk then the fight resumes. In the cages]
Applejack: What in tarnation is going on in there?
Kion: I don’t know. Ono, take a look to see what’s going on.
Ono: Affirmative!
[He flew up a bit and uses his sight to see the fight]
Ono: Guys. Scat Cat and his gang are battling Edgar and the villains.
Twilight Sparkle: Roquefort did it! He got O’Malley and the alley cats to help!
Connor Lacey: Perfect. Now let’s try to bust out of here.
Korra: Leave it to me.
[She uses her metal bending to pull the bars apart to make the gap wide]
Ocellus: Yay! We’re free!
Smolder: (amazed) But how did she do that?
Korra: I’ve learned how to metalbend from Suyin Beifong who is daughter of the creator of metalbending, Toph who is one of the legendary heroes of my home dimension during the Hundred Year War.
Sandbar: Oh, I get it now. That is cool.
Mewtwo: Yes and now that we’re free, we can help stop Edgar and the villains.
Tito: Come on, man, let’s go!
Holley Shiftwell: Pedal to the metal everyone!
[They run off while Edgar and the villains struggles with the cats]
Jackie Chan: This ends now, Edgar and villains!
Robbie Rotten: What? How did you escape the cage?
Korra: Metalbending, courtesy of yours truly.
Azula: But that’s impossible. No bender can bend metal. It’s too solid.
Cheetor: Nothing is impossible if you're the Avatar, Fireheart.
Korra: Your old enemy, Toph developed it during the war and I learned it from her daughter 75 years later.
Rahzar: That may have helped you but we’re still gonna dispose of you and those wretched cats to Africa so that you’II never come back.
Georgette: We beg to differ. I’m usually a lady, not a fighter but in this particular case, I would be all too happy to make an exception.
Connor Lacey: If they want to get rid of Duchess and the kittens, we might as well make it a battle.
Kim Possible: A battle they’ll lose.
Jafar: If it’s a battle you want, then a battle you shall get.
Buzz: Bring it, sorcerer scum!
Zach Varmitech: Zachbots, get them!
[The Zachbots flies towards the heroes but Bolin uses his earthbending to throw large chunks of rocks at them, smashing them to pieces]
Bolin: Ha-ha. That’s what I call Bolin Time from the Fire Ferrets.
Mako: My turn.
[He uses his fire bending to burn Donita’s mannequins, scorching them]
Donita Donata: No! Ugh!
[Gallus flew up and drops vegetables onto Gourmand, splattering him]
Gourmand: Ah! Oh! Get these veggies off me!
Gallus: Something for you to use other than rare animals.
Paisley Paver: Oh, yeah? Let’s see if you can handle them. Get him, Rex.
[Rex activate the paver’s robotic arms to grab Gallus but he dodges them and soon gets them tangled]
Gallus: Hah! Nice try but you’re gonna have to do better than that!
Robbie Rotten: Samurai, I challenge you to a sword fight!
Samurai Jack: Challenge accepted, villain wannabe!
[Robbie picks up a sword and the two duel though Robbie kept bumbling and missing each time but soon falls down and Jack pin him]
Robbie Rotten: (gasps and laughs nervously) You wouldn’t do me in, would you?
Samurai Jack: No. But if you dare try to get rid of Madame’s pets again, you will not be so lucky next time.
Robbie Rotten: (laughs)
[He gets up and runs off in defeat]
Ashi: That takes care of that buffoon.
Samurai Jack: Yeah. He’s not that great at fighting.
[The Lion Guard battles Army of Scar]
Janja: Give it up, Kion! The cats will be sent to their new home momentarily once the truck takes them away.
Kion: If you think that we’ll back off and let that just happen, Janja, you’re about to be very disappointed.
[Kiburi and the crocodiles advanced on Ocellus]
Kiburi: Now this time we get to eat her.
Ocellus: Oh, would you eat… (changes into Janja) an ally?
Tamka: Whoa. I forgot she can shapeshift like Chrysalis and the other changelings.
Nudli: Yeah, that will make eating her difficult.
Ocellus: Perhaps this can help beat you.
[She turn into a large bugbear which towers over them]
Kiburi: What…?
[Ocellus uses the tail to knock Kiburi and his crocodiles aside to the wall which has them unconscious]
Scat: Whoa. Did you cats see that?
Billy Boss: Pretty bug pony is really tough.
Hit Cat: How does she do that?
Starlight Glimmer: She’s a changeling, a creature that can shapeshift into anything or anyone. They used to feed on love to gain power under Chrysalis’ rule until Thorax showed them that sharing love is way better than hoarding it to themselves all the time. He became their new ruler after Chrysalis was defeated and all the changelings reformed, gaining new elegant bodies instead of disgusting black bug ones.
Peppo: Gotta say, very good.
Ocellus: (changing back to normal) Thanks.
[Reirei and the jackals came to Silverstream]
Goigoi: Hippogriffs sound like rare pickings. I wonder what they tasted like?
Reirei: Only one way to find out.
[They lunge at Silverstream only for her to fly up into the air, causing them to headbutt each other]
Jackals: (yips)
Silverstream: Looks like you overlooked the fact we hippogriffs have wings which gives us the advantage. And if you try to get me as a seapony, you wouldn’t be able to breathe underwater.
Mwoga: Say, Mzingo, something is different about that little dragon.
Mzingo: Yes. I noticed that he’s got wings now.
Spike: That’s right, birdbrains. Now that I got them, I can fly just like you.
[He flew up and breathes fire at the vultures, scorching their feathers]
Mwoga: Ooh, ooh! Very hot!
Mzingo: I suggest that we retreat at once.
Mwoga: Shall we vote on it?
Mzingo: No! Go now!
[The vultures flew off]
Spike: That’s right, fly away like the featherbrains you are!
Koki: Well, Spike, you used your wings for battle for the first time yet.
Spike: Yeah and there’ll be way more times in the future.
[Goat kicks Sandbar, knocking him down to the ground]
Goat: (chuckles) One pony down, five more students to go and I shall kill you, compadre.
Smolder: I don’t think so, hornhead!
[She breathes fire at Goat then Yona rams him, sending him flying]
Goat: Aaaaah!
Yona: That show can-eating bounty hunter not to mess with Young Six!
Sandbar: Thanks, guys.
Smolder: Well, we couldn’t just stand there and do nothing.
Ushari: Skinks, stop them.
[Shupavu and the skinks started to move forward to attack but Berkeley Beetle uses his cane to knock them out one by one]
Berkeley Beetle: Sweet dreams, toots.
[Catsearcher and Dogfinder shoots their powers]
Dogfinder: You can’t hide from us! We’II get you!
Oliver: We’ve got to free Jenny and Fagin from Hawk Moth’s akumas!
Marinette/Ladybug: Allow me. Lucky Charm!
[She uses her Lucky Charm to create a lasso which she uses to lasso Dogfinder and Catsearcher and bring them down]
Catsearcher and Dogfinder: (strains)
Marinette/Ladybug: (removing the akumatized items) Time to send you two to the pound.
[She breaks the akumatized items releasing the akumas]
Marinette/Ladybug: No more evil doing for you, little akumas! Time to de-evilise!
[She catches the two akumas in her yoyo]
Marinette/Ladybug: Gotcha! (releases the two akumas which are now butterflies) Bye bye, butterflies. (tosses the lasso in the air) Miraculous Ladybug!
[Pink magic fixes everything that was damaged and Dogfinder and Catsearcher turn back into Fagin and Jenny]
Jenny: (groans) What happened? Mr. Fagin?
Fagin: (groans) I feel like I got a headache.
Oliver: (meows)
Jenny: Oh, Oliver! I thought I’d never see you again.
Fagin: Dodger! Francis! Einstein! Tito! Rita! Come here!
[The dogs tackle Fagin to the ground. All the dogs paw Fagin with love]
Fagin: (laughing) No, no. Stop it. No. No. No licking.
[Einstein licks Fagin as he laughs]
Silverstream: Wow. The dogs sure love Fagin.
Mondo Gecko: Yep. They do.
Hawk Moth: Grrr! Noo! Why do you two always have to undo my akumas everytime?
Adrian/Cat Noir: Because if you had love for me, you would stop trying to wish my mom out of her coma by turning people into supervillains to lure us out. The Miraculous aren’t meant to be used for evil, haven’t you learned that by now?
Jenny: How did you guys make it back?
Fuli: (gesturing to O’Malley and the alley cats) Let’s just say, we had some help.
Captain America: We’II explain later. Right now, you and Fagin better get to safety while we hold Edgar and the villains off.
Fagin: (already running off) You heard them, Jenny, let’s go!
[Jenny runs off]
Cruella: (grabbing a pipe) Give me that. I’II put this mogreal out of his misery!
[She swings the pipe at Dodger who runs to avoid getting hit and has her hitting Cheezi and Chungu instead, knocking them over to the ground]
Cruella: (swings again but misses as she spins) Aah! Whaaaa!
[Dodger trips Cruella up and she falls back into a bin]
Dodger: Consider yourself trashed, you dog mamer. 
Tito: (laughs) Way to show her, Dodger, man.
Rita: You still got it.
[Mozenrath fires his magic powers at Kiera but she leaps up and deliver a kick, pushing him back]
Mozenrath: Are you CLEAR on just how excruciatingly painful my powers can be?!
Kiera: Yeah but are YOU clear on how manslaughteringly painful being attacked by a werewolf can be?
[Mozenrath turns around to see Catalina, now in her werewolf form, snarling]
Catalina: You lost this battle the minute you made me mad, Mozenrath!
[Mozenrath fires his magic powers at Catalina though her werewolf hide protects her and she uses her paw to fling him to a wall which knocks him unconscious]
Xerxes: (gasps) Uh-oh.
Catalina: (grabs him and stretches him like an elastic band) So long, slimeball.
[She lets go, sending Xerxes flying out of the stable]
Kiera: Oh, yeah! We still got it.
Smolder: Did she just turn into a wolf?
Kiera: Yep. Catalina can turn into a werewolf when she gets angry, not just during a full moon like a normal werewolf.
Gallus: That can’t be possible. How could that be?
Catalina: We’II explain later. Right now, we’ve got villains to take care of.
[The Turtles battled Tiger Claw, Rahzar and Fishface respectfully. Jenny looks around, hoping to find a safe place until….]
Azula: Going somewhere?
Jenny: (gasps)
[She runs with Azula blasting her fire bending at her. Jenny soon came to a wall as flames surrounded her on both sides and Azula walks over with a evil smile]
Jenny: (whimpers)
[Azula conquires a fireball to scorch Jenny. Determined, Oliver leaps onto Azula’s head]
Azula: What?
[Oliver scratches Azula’s forehead with his claws. Angered, Azula grabs Oliver and throws him to the ground. He backed to a corner, scared]
Azula: I’m gonna burn your little coat for trying to stop me, you little pest!
Iago: Hey, Azula, shut up!
[As Azula shoots a fireball at Oliver, Iago swoops down and grabs him, carrying him to avoid it]
Jenny: Way to go, Iago!
[Azula shoots another fireball at Iago and Oliver, successfully hitting them]
Iago: Awk!
[They both bump into a wall and fall to the ground]
Jenny: No!
Iago: (groans)
Azula: Now I’m gonna give the both of you a shock that will end you for good!
[She summons up her lightning bending and proceed to strike but Korra uses her waterbending to counteract it, electrocuting Azula which makes her fall back to the ground]
Discord: (chuckles) Lightning and water never mixed well.
Korra: Jenny, stand back!
[She uses her waterbending to douse the flames. Jenny runs over and pick up Oliver and Iago in her arms]
Jenny: Oliver! Iago! No!
Korra: Jenny, get Oliver and Iago to safety! We’II take care of this! Go!
Jenny: Thanks, Korra!
[She runs off. O’Malley runs to the trunk when Roscoe and DeSoto shows up, blocking his way]
O’Malley: Outta my way, mutts! Duchess and her kittens ain’t goin’ nowhere!
Roscoe: What’s the occasion? Come to rescue your little friends?
DeSoto: Say goodbye, O’Malley.
[Yona runs forward and ram the two Dobermans, knocking them away]
Yona: Go, O’Malley! Duchess and kittens need you! Yona take care of nasty dogs!
O’Malley: You got it and be careful!
[He runs off. Lance uses his sword to fight off the goons]
Lance Strongbow: Whoa! I don’t know how I’m gonna take care of these lot.
[Elsa freezes the goons with her ice powers]
Lance: Whew. Heh. Glad you stopped them cold. Literally. (giggles)
Elsa: Save the puns for after this is over, Lance.
Diablo: (caws)
Zazu: I’ve had enough of you, raven!
[He chases Diablo around. Frou-Frou manages to leap up to grab Diablo by the tail in her mouth and throw him into a pile of hay, knocking him out]
Zazu: Thanks, Frou-Frou.
Frou-Frou: Anything to help some friends save Duchess and the kittens from being catnapped again.
[Jafar put his staff down, catching everyone's attention]
Jafar: I'm afraid we are next, fools.
Maleficent: I’ve had enough of those meddling cats!
Star Swirl: And we’ve had enough of you and Edgar, Maleficent! I shall challenge you two to show how powerful I made my spells over time.
Connor Lacey: You won’t do it alone. I’II fight Jafar.
Mage Meadowbrook: Are you sure about this, Connor?
Rockhoof: Mage is right, laddie, Jafar is very powerful. 
Connor Lacey: Not to worry, Rockhoof. I’ve dealt with him plenty of times before and I can do it again.
Twilight Sparkle: He’s right. I believe in him and know that he can do it. We’II take care of Maleficent.
Heidi: Just be careful like before, Connor.
Connor Lacey: I will, Heidi. Good luck, Star Swirl.
Star Swirl: You too.
Jafar: Ready for our rematch, Connor?
Connor Lacey: Yes, Jafar. I hope you’re ready to lose like all those times before.
[He bend down to pick up stuff to throw when a blast shoots over him]
Jafar: I'm just getting warmed up.
[Connor and Jafar began battling with stuff and magic clashing. Maleficent fires a shot from her staff at Somnambula knocking her down]
Maleficent: Now, my dear, would you like to surrender as well?
Somnambula:  If you think I’ll surrender to you, Maleficent, no dice!
Maleficent: You are a most stubborn girl.
Flash Magnus: Look who’s talking! You’re so stubborn on when to quit!
[Nne and Tano corners Pepe]
Nne: Looks like we’II have skunk for lunch today.
Tano: Yeah, he would do besides a honey badger.
Pepe: Ah, but you overlook one thing, my friends. Hoo-hoo.
[Pepe’s odour spread to Nne and Tano, making them recoil in disgust and fall down]
Nne and Tano: (coughs and gags)
Pepe: A skunk’s odour has it’s advantages. (laughs) Too much for them, no?
[Connor continues fighting Jafar, though find it tricky to avoid his blasts]
Jafar: Not particularly agile, are you?
[Connor reaches for something to throw but got blasted down by Jafar's magic blast]
Connor Lacey: Oof!
Spider Man: Connor, hold on!
Jafar: Now I've got you, Connor. Maleficent, never mind them! It's Connor that Linda Ryan wants!
Connor Lacey: Uh-oh.
Clara Sesseman: Oh, no! They’ve got Connor!
Minka Mink: We’ve got to do something!
Silverstream: And how are we gonna do that?
Familiar voice: Hey, guys!
[Everyone turn to see Aladdin flying in on Carpet]
Sorrel: Aladdin?
Kiawe: What are you doing here?
Aladdin: (throwing a lamp) Here, use the lamp!
[He flies off]
Varian: Thanks, Aladdin!
[Connor back up to a wall as Jafar raises his staff to finish him off]
Jafar: Ha!
Skalk: Quickly, throw the lamp.
Sunset Shimmer: (grabs it from Varian) Connor, catch!
[She throws the lamp to Connor, who catches it]
Jafar: (gasps)
Connor Lacey: That’s right, Jafar. Your lamp. Where you and Maleficent are going.
Jafar: Aaaaah!
Maleficent: No! It cannot be!
[Connor rubs the lamp and Jafar, Maleficent and Diablo are sucked in]
Connor Lacey: Now to send this to where it belongs.
The Mask: Allow me, Connor.
[He hold a baseball bat and uses it to send it flying back to the Cave of Wonders in the distance]
Zoe Drake: Down goes Jafar and Maleficent.
Jiminy Cricket: Hold on, aren’t we forgetting someone?
Linda Ryan/The Shredderette: Guess who?
Melody: Oh, great, we forgot Connor’s stepmother.
Zach Varmitech: And the rest of us.
Scar: We’re still here and ready to wipe you all out.
Sykes: (laughs cruelly) This has all been very entertaining. But the party is over.
Kion: Oh, no, you all don’t! This party is just getting started and it celebrates… your defeat!
[He uses the Roar of the Elders to send Linda, Hawk Moth, Army of Scar, Zach, Donita, Dabio, Gourmand, Paisley, Rex, Sykes, Roscoe and DeSoto flying away out of the stable and through the city]
Villains: Aaaah!
Zach Varmitech: I’II get you next time, Irelanders and Wild Rats!
Chris and Martin Kratt: It’s Wild Kratts!
[Scar vanishes in fury]
Maisie Lockwood: Yes! That takes care of our enemies!
Maxwell McGrath: Now for Edgar and get the cats out of the trunk.
Merlin: Right you are.
[They go over to the trunk as O’Malley opens the lid and jumps in]
O'Malley: Everybody, outta here, fast!
[He grabs Marie by the bow and as they go to jump out, Edgar jumps on the trunk slamming the lid shut]
Edgar: You're going to Timbuktu if it's the last thing I do!
Connor Lacey: The cats aren’t going anywhere!
Edgar: (tauntingly) Oh, and just what are you going to do about it, boy?
Connor Lacey: My friends and I are gonna stop you, that’s what we’re going to do about it!
Edgar: (chuckles) Is that so?
Connor Lacey: That’s right and nobody is gonna take Duchess and the kittens away from Madame again, not even you!
Starlight Glimmer: You’ve been serving Madame for years and you repay her hospitality with catnapping her beloved pets?! Do you have any idea what she would say if she saw what you were doing?!
Edgar: I don’t care what you’re saying, fools! Once the cats are gone, the fortune will be mine to inherit once Madame dies in the near future.
Captain Jake: That’s what you think, you backstabbing, no good, lying, scheming traitor!
Scat Cat: Let us give you a hand, son.
Billy Boss: I've got this, Jake.
[Billy Boss released the hay which caused it to land on Edgar. Shun Gon and Billy Boss dropped Frou-Frou's collar onto Edgar then Scat Cat dropped a metal bucket of water onto Edgar's head]
Max Taylor: That's right. Water conducts electricity. Chomp, lightning strike!
Edgar: (gasps in horror)
Chomp: (roars)
[Chomp fires a powerful blast of electricity, electrocuting Edgar who screams in pain and agony as the Young Six, the alley cats, Roquefort and Frou-Frou watch in amazement. Peppo placed a hook onto the collar and he signals Frou-Frou to pull the rope, lifting Edgar off the trunk. O’Malley, Duchess and the kittens get out of the trunk and Edgar gets swung over to Frou-Frou who kicks him into it, the lid closes as it slides outside]
Connor Lacey: There that should hold him.
Aisling: Yeah, he’s the one who should go to Timbuktu for what he did.
Mack: Oh, and not a moment too soon. Look.
[The delivery truck reversed up to it as everyone watches from a window and the door]
Truck driver: Well, Mac, this must be the trunk, eh?
Mac: Yup, and she goes all the way to Timbuktu. Heave.. ho! 
[Everyone smiles as they load the trunk onto the truck and drive off]
Toulouse: (snarls and hisses) Meow!
Irelanders: (cheering)
Connor Lacey: Well, that takes care of Edgar!
Rainbow Dash: Bon voyage, Edgar!
Razer: Hopefully, your trip will teach you a lesson when you get to Timbuktu!
Raphael: You got that right. Serve him right.
Mona Lisa: Especially for what he was trying to do to the cats.
Violet Parr: At least we won’t be seeing him again any time soon.
Thomas O'Malley: Great work, Connor.
Duchess: Well done, darling.
Marie: Thanks for saving us all, Connor. (nuzzles Connor's face)
Connor Lacey: You’re all welcome.
Berlioz: (nuzzles Connor's face) We love you, Connor.
[Toulouse and Marie also cuddle Connor]
Connor Lacey: (laughs) I love you too, kittens.
Duchess: Connor, I'm really sorry I didn't believe you and your friends.
Connor Lacey: That’s okay, Duchess.
Aviva Corcovado: Yeah, you didn't know who Edgar really was.
Francis: Looks like some things are just too good to be true.
Duchess: Well, I do now, darlings. (laughs)
Beshte: Well, at least we’ve learned something from that experience.
Smolder: And what’s that?
Beshte: That we need to be more careful on who we trust. Cassandra said that herself upon betraying Rapunzel and the Irelanders by Zhan Tiri’s manipulation.
Cassandra: Yeah, and I suggest you six remember this lesson well.
Sandbar: We’II do our best, Cass.
Buzzie: Well, come on, let’s go greet Madame.
Dizzy: Hold it, fellas. Now’s not the time for it. Look.
[They see Jenny sadly holding both Oliver and Iago’s seemingly lifeless bodies in her arms]
Irelanders: (gasps)
Twilight Sparkle: Oh, no.
Connor Lacey: Iago! Oliver!
Duchess: Oh, dear.
O’Malley: Poor kid, he was just trying to protect his owner.
[The Irelanders hung their heads in silence. Marie runs over to Jenny in shock]
Marie: Oliver. (nuzzles him) Please don’t leave me. (sobs) You just can’t. I love you. I always have from the moment we met.
[She puts her head on Oliver’s body and Jenny rubs her in comfort]
Mushu: Iago may be an annoying bird at times with his bad temper and greed but he was still a good friend to us.
Good Fairy: Yeah, he may be gone but he is not forgotten.
Yona: Why do orange kitty and annoying parrot gone so soon?
Gallus: It was good to know them while it lasted.
Silverstream: Yeah, if they hadn’t been hit by Azula, we could’ve gotten to know them better.
Berlioz: Well, Oliver was a great friend to us while it lasted.
Toulouse: Yeah. He was fun to hang out with.
Heidi: (sobs)
Skipper Riley: We will not forget you two.
Cruz Ramirez: We’II do our best to remember you always.
[Jenny gives Marie and the Irelanders a sad look and nuzzles Oliver and Iago’s bodies against her face. Then as Marie nuzzles Oliver, he starts to wake up]
Oliver: (meows)
Jenny: Oliver? Oliver!
Iago: (coughs) You’d be surprised what you can live through. (coughs)
Irelanders: Phew.
Connor Lacey: Alright! You’re alive!
Optimus Primal: You two have really gotta stop scaring us like that. We thought you both were scrap.
Twilight Sparkle: (happy) Oh, I’m so happy you two are alive.
Asami Sato: Thankfully Azula’s fire bending wasn’t too bad on you two.
Marie: Oh, Oliver! I thought I lost you!
Oliver: It takes more than fire and other things to get rid of me. I’m just glad you’re saved by O’Malley.
Skalk: (howls with delight)
Duchess: (sighs) Thank goodness.
O’Malley: Way to pull through, little guy.
Maisie Lockwood: Are you two OK?
Iago: Oh, sure we are. Burnt in a few areas here and a little wounded but other than that, yes.
Jack Skellington: Don’t worry, Edgar’s been taken care of. He’s gone to Timbuktu so we won’t be seeing him again for quite some time.
Oliver: Well, that’s a relief. That will teach him. (thought to himself for a sec) Marie, I’ve got something to tell you.
Marie: What is it?
Oliver: Marie, from the first moment I met you, I have gained new feelings about you. You’re beautiful, caring and always be at your best to be a lady. I was worried when you’re in peril, that I’m not enough for you and didn’t want to lose you and there’s no one else quite like you and after our moments together, that’s when I knew I had found the perfect kitten for me. What I’m trying to say is…. I, um, love you.
Marie: Oliver, I feel the same way. From the moment we met, I have loved you. 
Oliver: You, you do?
Marie: Yes, Oliver. I do. I don’t care if our families are at different statuses so long as I get to be with you. You’re very cute and so handsome and I like that you cared about me even when you saw me in danger and when you defended me from my brothers’ teasing, that was when I truly knew I found the cat for me.
Oliver: Oh. I see. I was worried that you wouldn’t like me but I’m glad that you feel the same way about me as I do for you.
Marie: Oliver, I like you the way you are and I wouldn’t have you any other way.
Oliver: Heh. I suppose you’re right about that. I love you, Marie.
Marie: (as they nuzzle each other) I love you too, Oliver.
Irelanders: Awww.
Fluttershy: That is so sweet.
Steel: I gotta admit, that was really cute.
Jenny: Yeah, looks like Oliver finally has himself a girlfriend.
Spike: Yep. He sure does.
Dodger: The kid is growing up.
Duchess: And so is my little Marie. (chuckles)
Connor Lacey: They do make a purrfect couple together. Get it? (chuckles)
Twilight Sparkle: (laughs) Yeah, they sure are.
Oliver: It looks like that being myself is perfect enough for you to like me.
Marie: Yes, and I wouldn’t have you any other way, you don’t need to do anything to prove yourself.
Oliver: I suppose you’re right. I don’t know why I worry in the first place. I just hope that your mother approves of us together.
Duchess: After everything you have done for her, how can I refuse?
Oliver: Huh? Really, Duchess?
Duchess: Why, yes. Your courage and determination have shown me that you are the cat Marie deserves, not to mention being a lovely gentleman to her and will do anything for her. It’s for that reason that I approve of you being with her.
Marie: Oh, thank you, Mama.
Oliver: Yes, thanks, Duchess. I’II always be a good gentleman for Marie. I promise.
Duchess: (chuckles and nuzzles the two) I know you will.
O’Malley: I know you two would make a fine pair when I saw you two having some moments together.
Oliver: And you were right, O’Malley. You and Duchess aren’t the only ones.
Mushu: Our little kitties are falling in love with each other. (tears up and lips trembling)
Maisie Lockwood: (hands him a tissue) Here.
[Mushu blows on it]
Mushu: Thanks.
Maisie Lockwood: You’re welcome.
Jenny: I never thought I would see the day my Oliver falls in love. (to Marie) Something tells me you’re gonna get along with him just fine, Marie. You have my blessing to be with Oliver in love.
Marie: (meows as she nuzzles Jenny)
Optimus Prime: I believe she is saying, thank you.
Jenny: (chuckles) You’re welcome, Marie. (rubs her)
Berlioz: I hate to say it but they do look great together, even with sissy stuff.
Toulouse: Yeah, I agree. But you should really stop calling it sissy stuff around her. I mean, it’s okay when she’s not listening but right now, I say we just call it love.
Hiro: He does have a point, Berlioz. You should be happy for your sister.
Helen Parr/Elastigirl: Yeah, so show her a little respect, would you?
Berlioz: Oh, alright.
Fagin: Thanks for getting our pets, our friends and Madame’s cats back here, O’Malley. Like Oliver when he scratches DeSoto’s nose once, that took a lot of guts.
Jenny: Yes, thank you. We are very grateful.
[She rubs O’Malley who smiles back in return, now seeing that humans really love their pets very much and that it’s not so bad after all]
Oliver: You know, you two, you’ve been great friends to hang out with and I’m glad to have met you.
Toulouse: The same thing goes to you, Oliver, and we’re sorry for teasing Marie. We’ll try to keep our opinions to ourselves from now on.
Berlioz: Yeah. You’re fun to hang out with and your thing with Marie, we’II try to get used to it.
Oliver: Thanks. I understand why you often tease Marie. It’s hard being siblings all the time.
Toulouse: Yeah. We know.
Berlioz: But we meant no disrespect whatsoever, Oliver. You were very brave to protect Jenny from Azula.
Oliver: I’ll do anything for her, even if it means sacrificing one of my nine lives.
[Oliver held out a paw and Berlioz goes to give him a low five but misses as Oliver did the old high-five, down low, too slow move with a smile]
Berlioz: (chuckles) Clever trick. Who taught you that?
Dodger: I did. You and Toulouse will get the hang of it.
Oliver: (laughs)
Holley Shiftwell: It’s a pity that they would be so far apart from each other since their homes are in different parts of the world.
Tractor Tom: I honestly don’t think that’ll be a problem. Love would always be in their hearts, even if they live in different countries.
Oliver: You’re right, Tom. I do love you, Marie but my home is with Jenny in New York and I can never leave her for anything just like your mother can’t leave Madame for romance with O’Malley. I hope you understand.
Marie: Of course I do. She needs your company way more than I do. But even if we’re far apart, I’II always be with you. (puts a paw on Oliver’s heart) In here.
[They nuzzles each other]
Paxton: Oh, dear. Long distance is no fun at all.
Zoe Trent: I agree, but even so, their love for each other will always be in their hearts despite it.
Dodger: Perhaps so, Zoe but it won’t make it even less sadder for them.
Jenny: Hmm. I don’t want you to be sad, Oliver so perhaps Madame and I can make arrangements for her and her cats to come visit us at home and we can come back here to visit so that you and Marie can be together in love.
Bob Parr/Mr Incredible: That might work.
June: Yeah, besides, we’ll tell her what really happened to the cats and about Edgar’s treachery.
Spike: I think that’s a great idea, Jenny. That way, they can see each other from time to time no matter where they live in the world.
Twilight Sparkle: And we can invite Madame and her cats on our adventures sometimes as well as you, Oliver and the dogs so that he and Marie can spend time together in love too.
Jenny: I’d like that. Thank you.
[Oliver and Marie happily nuzzles Jenny with delight]
Jenny: (giggles) You’re welcome you two.
Dodger: That’s the problem solved.
Connor Lacey: We’II ask Madame to see what she thinks. Speaking of her, we should probably go see her now.
Chris Kratt: Yeah, she’ll wanna know what her backstabbing butler’s been up to and everything else that happened, regarding two cat couples.
Martin Kratt: With you there, bro. Let’s go.
[They head inside. The scene changes to the mansion that night before showing the Irelanders and the cats, O’Malley included wearing a bow tie in front of Madame who has a camera]
Madame: Now, my pets, a little closer together. Good. Good. Look, Georges. What do you think?
Georges: Very good. Very good. (laughs) But I think we should get on with the will.
Madame: Yes, yes, of course, but you know what to do. 
Georges: Very well. Scratch one butler.
Madame: You know, Georges, if Edgar had only known about the will, I'm sure he never would have left.
Fuli: If only she knew.
Miles: Yeah, we’ll tell her what really happened later.
Merlin: Let’s just enjoy this happy reunion with no dampering it with things.
Aviva Corcovado: Yeah, Merlin’s right, we can finally settle down.
Madame: Duchess, it’s wonderful to have you all back. (combs O'Malley) And I think this young man is very handsome. Shall we keep him in the family?
Kittens: (meow happily)
Madame: Of course we will. We need a man around the house.
Connor Lacey: Looks like the kittens are gonna have a father after all.
Blythe Baxter: And the best part is that O’Malley and Duchess get to be together forever now.
Cubby: Yeah. This is fantastic news.
Madame: And it looks like Oliver and my little Marie are starting to have a new relationship with each other. (rubs Oliver’s head) Shall we allow them to have love?
Jenny: I think they’d love that.
Dogs: (barks)
Fixit: The dogs think so too.
Madame: Of course we shall. They’II make a great couple indeed and I will have myself and my pets come over to New York for visits whenever we like and Oliver is welcome to come back here to visit anytime he wants so that he and Marie can spend more time together with their new relationship.
Jenny: Oh, thanks so much. (hugs Madame)
Oliver and Marie: (meows)
Madame: You’re very welcome, my dear. We’II also be up to join you Irelanders on your adventures sometimes to help bring Oliver and Marie together as well. 
Connor Lacey: It would be our pleasure, Madame. Anything to help our new kitty couple come together for having time in romance.
Heidi: Yep. Two cat couples in this adventure. Isn’t that great?
Elsa: It sure is, Heidi. Hopefully O’Malley, Duchess, Oliver and Marie will have great times ahead in the future.
Captain America: You said it, Elsa. We wish them the best of luck.
Twilight Sparkle: You six have done really well during this adventure.
Sandbar: Thanks, Headmare Twilight. We really enjoy taking part in your adventures.
Smolder: Yeah. It was really cool. Hopefully we’II have more of this next time.
Starlight Glimmer: Perhaps but you’ve got a lot of school work to catch up on once we get back to Equestria.
Gallus: Yeah, I suppose so.
Silverstream: We understand but it would be great to have another adventure next time.
Ocellus: Once our teachers let us come along again of course.
Twilight Sparkle: We’II look forward to it after a while of school attendance.
Yona: Yona looking forward to adventures beyond home sometime.
Discord: And here are your scores on your friendship trip which passed with flying colours. (laughs)
[Test papers flew into view with wings and landed on the Young Six’s hand, claw and hoof]
Connor Lacey: (chuckles) Yep. Very literally, Discord. (chuckles)
Madame: And, Georges, we must be sure to provide for their future little ones.
[O'Malley gulps]
Georges: Of course. The more the merrier.
[O’Malley and Duchess nuzzles each other lovely]
Clara Sesseman: That means that in the future, they’II have kittens.
Fagin: Oh, boy. Won’t that be exciting? Marie, Berlioz and Toulouse will be big siblings once they come.
Mato: Just like you and me, baby brother.
Mater: (chuckles) You got that right. It will be something to look forward to in future.
Lightning McQueen: Yep. Now let’s get on with the photo already, my cheeks are starting to ache.
Dusty Crophopper: (laughs) We might as well, McQueen.
Madame: Now don't move. Smile. Say cheese.
[The cats show their teeth and Roquefort comes out]
Roquefort: Did somebody say cheese?
[Connor and the heroes laugh as the camera flashes]
Madame: Thank you. Now, run along downstairs. There's a surprise for you. 
Connor Lacey: Come on, guys, let's go downstairs.
Rainbow Dash: Race you down there.
Einstein: Oh, boy. You’re on.
[The cats among with Roquefort, Connor and the heroes run downstairs as jazz music starts playing, catching Georges’ attention]
Georges: Adelaide, what's that music? (starts dancing) Sounds like a gang of swinging hepcats.
Madame: That's exactly what they are, Georges. They're the start of my new foundation.
Georges: What foundation?
Madame: My home for all the alley cats of Paris.
[Downstairs, everyone is dancing and singing Everybody Wants to Be A Cat once again this time with Abigail, Amelia, Waldo, Roquefort, Frou-Frou, Napoleon and Lafayette]
Alley cats: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!~
Irelanders: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!~
Frou-Frou: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!~ (laughs)
Waldo: Everybody - whoopee! Ha-ha! Everybody wants to be a cat~ (laughs)
Alley cats: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be...a...cat!~
Napoleon and Lafayette: (howling)
Lafayette: Hey, Napoleon, that sounds like the end.
Napoleon: Wait a minute, I'm the leader, I'll say when it's the end. (the caption The End hits him on the head) It’s the end.
[Jazz music continues playing as the camera fades to black]
Toulouse: Oh, yeah!
[The scene changes to Connor with the Aristocats in the living room]
Connor Lacey: Well, folks, we got Duchess and her kittens back home, O’Malley is part of the family and all is well. But stay tuned for more thrilling and exciting adventures in “The Irelanders' Super Adventures of National Treasure” which is coming up next.

Duchess: See you all soon. Au revoir.

[They wave as the screen fades to black]