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: You wanna leave? Fine! There's the door. Einstein
: But he just got here. Dodger
: Go on. No one's stoppin' ya.
: Picture the city. 8th and Broadway. The crowd's hustling. The traffic's roaring. The hot dogs are sizzling. Einstein
: I love a story with food in it. Dodger
: Enter Dodger, one bad puppy. Not just out for himself, but community minded. But he's not alone. Enter the opposition. A vicious, ugly, psychotic monster. Gleaming claws, dripping fangs, and nine lives, all of them hungry. He came at me, his eyes burning. I knew my time had come. Suddenly...
[Oliver falls from the roof, spooking everyone
: Look what I found!
[a broken tennis racket
: Good show. Now all we need is a net and a tennis court. Einstein
: Do you think this place is big enough?
: Cool it, you guys. It's just a cat. Tito
: Mi madre, un gato! Francis
: Felis domesticus! Rita
: How did you find this place, cat? Oliver
: I-I was following this dog. Tito
: He's lying! He's lying! He's lying!... Rita
: [Kicks Tito
] Stop it, Tito. Francis
: And why would a cat follow a dog? Einstein
: Yeah! Oliver
: I just wanted some of the hot dogs I helped him get. Tito
: He's a spy, man! Come on, let's eat him! You're dead meat, kitty!