- Wylie Burp: Just remember, Fievel - one man's sunset is another man's dawn. I don't know what's out there beyond those hills. But if you ride yonder... head up, eyes steady, heart open... I think one day you'll find that you're the hero you've been looking for.
- Wylie Burp: Let this sleepin' dog lie, son. Dog-gone it, I'm dog tired. I'm tired of leading the dog's life and fightin' likes cats and dogs against cats and dogs, a young pup's doggin' my trail tryin' to become top dog. I'm going to the dogs in a dog eat dog world, son. I... I'm so far over the hill... I'm on the bottom of the other side.
- Tanya Mousekewitz: Look Mama, a singer... and an actor.
- Mama Mousekewitz: Tanya, stop that! You shouldn't stare at people less fortunate than yourself.
- T.R. Chula: [singing] The itsy bitsy spider caught a mouse in its web, the itsy bitsy spider bit off the mouse's head.
- Cat R. Waul: [after pulling to activate a trap door on stage which an opera singing mouse falls into] Terrible! Terrible! Absolutely, positively apalling. I must have a voice to match the occulence of this sal...
- [Fievel, scrambles up behind Cat R. Waul, picks up a fork and stabs him in the butt]
- Cat R. Waul: OON!
- [Jumps out of his clothes through the ceiling to an upper level saloon where a lady grabs him]
- Lady at Saloon: Oh, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy! Pussy pussy! Oh, pussy!
- [Wriggles out, falls down the hole back into his clothes on the stage]
- Cat R. Waul: Humans! Yeeuk. So shiny and pleh!
- [to Chula]
- Cat R. Waul: Right. I want the subversive who tried to asassinate me found.
- T.R. Chula: I just love findin' subversives. Boss, what's a subversive?
- Cat R. Waul: Someone who doesn't have very long to live.
- [Fievel, with his shirt caught on the needle of a record player, tries to run and plays some music, which Cat R. Waul notices]
- Cat R. Waul: Ah. If it isn't my diminuitive friend from the train.
- Fievel: Cat R. Waul! I heard what you said about the Mouseburgers, and I'm gonna tell everyone. I'm gonna get Wily Burp. Cause he's the law.
- Cat R. Waul: The Wily Burp?
- [the saloon erupts in laughter]
- Cat R. Waul: That quaint historical figure?
- [Cat R. Waul picks him up on a fork]
- Cat R. Waul: Simply put, Mouseling. I am the law here. And you are a mere hors d'oeuvre.
- Tanya Mousekewitz: [admiring her new dress and makeup] I look like a real lady.
- Miss Kitty: Remember, the real lady is what's underneath the mask.
- [Fievel and Tiger are both lost in the desert; they see each other in the distance]
- Fievel: Tiger!
- Tiger: Fievel! I've been searching all over for you!
- Fievel: Tiger! Is that you?
- Tiger: Fievel!
- Fievel: Nope. Bet it's another mirage.
- Tiger: Oh, Fievel, I just can't tell you how much I wish... you weren't... a mirage.
- [They pass each other]
- Fievel: Hi, mirage of Tiger.
- Tiger: Hi, mirage of Fievel.
- Tiger: [Passes by a buffalo skeleton] Don't they ever dust this place? A guy can make a fortune out here selling...
- [the skeleton rises up and tries to attack Tiger; Tiger turns around and the skeleton goes back to where it was]
- Tiger: ... vacuum cleaners.
- [the skeleton rises up again, then back when Tiger turns; this happens repeatedly until the skeleton breaks into a tap-dance routine and collapses]
- Tiger: Dancing buffalo bones. Nah!
- [the skeleton suddenly jumps over Tiger, trapping him; Indian mice, which had been moving the skeleton in the first place, surround him]
- Papa Mousekiwitz: I thought things would be better in America. In Russia, my violins were famous. At least we never went hungry.
- Fievel: Maybe Tanya shouldn't sing again.
- Tanya Mousekewitz: Very funny.
- Tanya Mousekewitz: Someday, I'll be a big star. People will come from miles around...
- Fievel: Yeah. To eat.
- Tiger: It's funny how your appetite perks up when you find out you're gonna eat dinner, instead of BE dinner.
- Additional Voices: I saw you cheating. You played your last hand, Chula.
- T.R. Chula: I don't think so. I have seven more, dog chow!
- Wylie Burp: [to Tiger on top of a cliff] Suck in you're paunch, boy.
- Tiger: [sucks in his paunch, causing his upper body to look like a balloon]
- Wylie Burp: Good. Now saunter on out there one leg in front of the other. Slow and easy.
- Tiger: [makes farting noises as he walks along the cliff, but falls off the side and flys around like a deflated balloon]
- Tiger: [sitting on the ground] I hoit myself.
- Cat R. Waul: Which would you rather have, the crouton or the entire caesar salad? Of course we're going to eat the mice, but only after we have exploited their labors. See, we are nice to the mice because it is intelligent to be so. If we act sweetly, they will come in droves. If we hiss, they will run and we will have to chase after them, an unnecessary expenditure of calories.
- Miss Kitty: You put a mouse on that stage and your saloon's gonna be as empty as Death Valley on a cold day in June when the snow don't fall.
- Cat R. Waul: What? They'll love her, adore her. Those who don't will answer to me.
- Tanya Mousekewitz: Poppa, they're throwing vegetables at me AGAIN.
- Papa Mousekiwitz: Keep singing and they might throw some fruit for dessert.
- Cat R. Waul: I have mentioned that I dislike being referred to as Pussy Poos.
- Miss Kitty: Yeah? Well maybe I'm not so happy about being dumped in nature's ashtray 500 miles from a pastrami sandwich, either! Pussy Poos!
- [Fievel is running along the bottom of the train; T. R. Chula sneaks up from below]
- T.R. Chula: Mouse overboard!
- Fievel: Where?
- T.R. Chula: I just love the "flying aah!"
- [grabs Fievel by the leg and throws him overboard]
- Fievel: Aah!
- Tanya Mousekewitz: [singing to the tune of The Star Spangled Banner] Oh, say, can you see? You're on a mousetrap, so...
- Cat R. Waul: [panicky] No, no, no, stop! You'll crush the diva!
- Tanya Mousekewitz: ...FLEE!
- Wylie Burp: Cat R. Waul, we've come to close you down!
- Cat R. Waul: Okay, chaps, it appears it has become necessary to put these dogs through obedience school. Kill!
- Papa Mousekiwitz: What's the matter, Fievel my son? You should be happy we are going out west.
- Fievel: I never got a chance to say goodbye to Tiger. Will I ever see him again?
- Papa Mousekiwitz: Who am I to know? Tiger was a wonderful cat, but he was still a cat. Someday, you will understand.
- Fievel: When, Papa? When will I understand?
- Papa Mousekiwitz: Fievel, if growing up were so easy, would it take so long?
- Cat R. Waul: Right, I want the subversive who attempted to assassinate me found.
- T.R. Chula: I just love finding subversives! Hey, boss, what's a subversive?
- Cat R. Waul: Someone who doesn't have very long to live.
- Papa Mousekiwitz: They call America the land of oppurtunity. Oppurtunity for what? For children to play in the filthy streets? To never see the sun shine? Fievel's birthday is coming! And we don't even have enough money for presents.
- Fievel: Oh, Papa, I don't care.
- Tanya Mousekewitz: I could always sing in front of the gift shop, and maybe they'll throw presents.
- Papa Mousekiwitz: How sweetly blessed I am to have such fine children! Maybe things will get better!
- Miss Kitty: You're with your fella at the El Purroco club. You're up on that stage and he has a front row seat and you're singing your heart out, just for him.
- [sighs]
- Miss Kitty: There are things there I miss so much... I've forgotten why I left...
- [Fievel catches up with Tanya after she sang her song to the cats]
- Fievel: Tanya, let's get out of here!
- Tanya Mousekewitz: [dramatically] I must stay. My public needs me.
- Fievel: I can't leave you here; it's dangerous!
- [Tanya writes Fievel a note and leaves]
- Fievel: [reads slowly] 'Thank you for your adulation'?
- [minus Fievel, the whole picture goes black, Fievel is doomed]
- Fievel: Tanya!
- [first lines]
- Fievel: And then, the hero Wylie Burp, squinted across the dusty street. Hopelessly, surrounded by the Cactus Cat gang, he stood his ground, refusing to back down.