All Dogs Go to Heaven: The Series

All Dogs Go to Heaven: The Series is an animated television series. It is set after All Dogs Go To Heaven and a film sequel.

Annabelle: Charles! This is the last good deed you'll ever mess up.

Charlie: Annabelle, it wasn't my fault.

Annabelle: I understand, the double chili cheeseburger made you do it.

Charlie: That fits...that's right.

Annabelle: [poking Charlie] You need more training. [off-screen, Annabelle's robe changes to a sergeant-type jacket and she, holding a club in her hand, taps her foot, and throws her halo to the dogs. Itchy catches it. She puts a soldier's helmet on her head] Attention! [Charlie and Itchy stand straight] Angel 3rd-class Barkin, your status is deplorable! [a map of San Francisco] Mission 4-niner-bravo: "Helping Old Dog Cross Street". [an X appears where Annabelle pointed her stick on the map] You never showed up.

Charlie: I overslept.

Annabelle: [sniffs Charlie] Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire!

[A lightning bolt strikes Charlie]

Charlie: Hey!

Annabelle: Assignment 7-0-tango: "Return Kid's Missing Milk Money" [another X appears] You spent it on a movie and double popcorn.

Charlie: I was framed.

Annabelle: [sniffs Charlie, then sarcastically] Oh, that's a good one!

[Charlie moves away, a lightning bolt strikes Itchy]

Itchy: Ow! That smarts! Ow, ooh! Charlie!

[Charlie begins to laugh, another lightning bolt strikes him]

Annabelle: [snaps fingers] At ease. [her military outfit turns back into her robe, and her halo is back over her head] Now, if you want to stay on Earth, you have to do a good deed. A real good deed. Until you do, I'm putting you on probation. [flushes Charlie and Itchy back to Earth] Dismissed!

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Sasha: Get your paws off me! [Carface and Killer kick her out] A gentlemen would never treat a lady like this.

Carface: But who said you were a lady?

Killer: Or that he was a gentleman? [laughs, Carface slaps him on the face] Ow!

Carface: Shut up. [goes back inside with Killer]

Charlie: Sasha! What happened?

Sasha: Carface came and suggested some "improvements" for the club.

Charlie: Like what?

Sasha: Like kicking me out! He stole my place, Charlie!

Charlie: That jerk! If only I'd been here!

Sasha: Where were you?

Charlie: [trying to lie] There was a fire at the zoo, and I had to ice down the penguins. [gets hit by a lightning bolt because of his lie]

Annabelle: [off-screen] Charles. [Charlie looks into the mirror and then she appears in the mirror] You're on probation. You can't do, think, or say anything bad. That includes fibbing. Bye-bye. [vanishes]

Charlie: [to Sasha] Okay. The truth is, I was buying this cheeseburger, and it turned out that Killer was the vendor... [realizing] Of course! Carface! That creep...Got us in trouble, so we'd be out of the picture!

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Killer: You always was a sucker for the ladies, boss. [Carface punches him on the head] Ow!

Carface: Never call me "sucker".

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[After Charlie and Itchy have finished helping Sasha get her club back the way it was]

Annabelle: [appears in the place of Charlie's reflection] Charles.

Charlie: [surprised] Whoa. Annabelle? Sneak up on a guy, why don't you?

Annabelle: Congratulations. That's not quite what I meant by "good deed", but you're off probation, angel. For now, anyway. Uh-huh. [blows Charlie a kiss]

[When Charlie looks again, she vanishes and his reflection comes back]

Sasha: Oh, everything's back the way it was.

Itchy: Well, not everything. [removes his cap, revealing that his "Chi-Chi" wig is still on] Got any glue remover?

[Both Charlie and Sasha laugh with amusement]

Itchy: Three? Whatever happened to one and two?

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[After Teddy runs off as a dog]

Annabelle: Charles, he could get into a lot of trouble as a dog.

Charlie: That was the whole point.

Annabelle: Oh, you're hopeless. [runs after Teddy] Teddy! Wait!

Charlie: Oh, my aching halo. Wait up, Annabelle! [runs off to find Annabelle who is struggling to find Teddy]

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Charlie: No problem ma'am. After I get that dog, you're going to give me a kibble.

Annabelle: Oh well not all will do.

Sasha: Charlie B Barkin! What did I say about taking a bath with the puppy?!

Charlie: Me? Oh no, Sasha! I can explain! I-No!

[She hits Charlie's stomach before running to her room. Charlie gets up]

Itchy: Are you okay, Charlie?

Charlie: Yes, Itchy, I'm fine.

Itchy: What happened to Sasha?

Charlie: She was angry at me for taking a bath with Lance The Wonder Pup.

Itchy: Who is Lance?

Charlie: She is an orange puppy with black dots with a blue spotted fur coat and she has a purple tongue. And she has a nose a white nose.

Itchy: We have something to tell you, a black Labrador walked past me and said that Lance would be planning a halftime show. You know a wonder pup show she is going to open a TV show after a halftime show!

Charlie: Oh boy! I got to go tell Sasha! Sasha! Sasha! Come out of your room!

Sasha: Charlie! I'm not going to say this again! Get away from-

Charlie: Lance is performing a halftime show and she's is performing a TV show!

Sasha: I'm not coming!

Charlie: What why not?

Sasha: I need to watch over my puppies!

Charlie: Go ahead! Go ahead and laugh!

[Sasha walks quietly to her room]

Itchy: So how did it go Charlie?

Charlie: I yelled at her to go ahead and laugh! Come on, let's go!

[The scene changes to Lance barking]

Itchy: Finally, made it! Hey Lance, may I join on the show?

Lance: You can't, but you can watch from down there!

Itchy: Really? Thank you, Lance!

Charlie: Hey there, bea-utiful. Care for a ride?

Sasha: [not impressed] Oh, hello, Charlie. [more happily] Hi, Itchy.

Itchy: [chuckles, while pulling a hand cart with Charlie in it] Hi, Sasha.

Charlie: So what do you say? You and me? A romantic ride through the park? Hmm?

Sasha: [sighs] Charlie, there is no "you and me". I'm looking for a sensitive dog.

Charlie: I'm sensitive.

Sasha: [angrily] How can you say that when you use your best friend as a pack mule?

Charlie: Oh, Itchy, doesn't mind, do you, pal? [no answer, as there's about to be a problem] Uh, Itch? You wanna slow down a bit?

[They're going too fast because of a slope in which Itchy cannot stop]

Sasha: Okay, I'll see you around, boys.

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[After Itchy told Charlie that the puppy sling-shot himself out of the window and into the city, and Charlie was supposed to be responsible for the puppy]

Charlie: [finally giving in] Okay, I admit it! [rapidly, not knowing that Sasha is overhearing] If it weren't for Sasha, I should never have left alone that stupid kid in the first place!

Sasha: [shocked and angry] Charlie Barkin! You are the most selfish, manipulating, insensitive mutt I've ever had the displeasure to know.

Charlie: Wait! Wait! I can explain!

Sasha: Using a tiny puppy just so you can impress a woman. Well, let me tell you, buster. I am not impressed.

Charlie: [stammering] Oh, But I, I, I...

Sasha: I guess you were never a puppy, were you? Never helpless. [walking off] Never scared and alone?

Charlie: Well, uh, I never thought of it that way.

Sasha: [off-screen, sarcastically] Good night, Charlie Barkin!

Charlie: Wait! Sasha! You're right! I've been a jerk! I'm... [trips on a cart] I'm sorry.

Itchy: [walks up to him] Charlie? You okay?

Charlie: I'll be better when we find that pup.

Annabelle: Charlie, we have a very particular guest.

Charlie: Well, I'll be very impressed!

Annabelle: Ah-hem. This day forward in heaven, we have mister tiggy-wiggle.

Charlie: [whispering to itchy] I am not impressed.

Annabelle: That calls to you Charlie.

Charlie: Oh, blast!

Itchy: [chatting with the muddy Bess] I'm sorry. It's these darn short legs. You know, as a puppy, I once ran away from home. A week later they found me at the end of the driveway. [laughs] Ba-rump-bum. [chuckles]

Bess: [giggling] Oh, Itchy. You're such a hoot.

Itchy: Uh, a hoot? Oh, like an owl!

[Bess laughs]

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Itchy: [looking a Bess's "Wall of Fame"] "Winifred...Bessime...de Winkerville"? Wow. Some pedigree pooch.

Charlie: Maybe Bess is her ugly... [stops at an angry look from Itchy] ...I mean, unfortunate cousin.

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Charlie: [surprised] You're "Winifred Bessime-"?

Bess: "Bess" for short.

Charlie: Well how 'bout that, Itch? "Bess" is short, too.

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[Charlie is advising Itchy on how to treat Bess "It's Gotta Come from the Heart"]

Charlie: [singing]

You need class!

That's no foolin'!

She might pass

If you're droolin'

Don't give it all away to start.

You need flash

When you're struttin'

And panache,

But that's nuttin'!

To get the girl is a subtle art.

You got to show her

That you're enchanting!

Let her be the one that's panting!

Take it from me!

You're not barking up the wrong tree!

And when it feels right,

Then don't delay it!

Just be dogged in how you say it.

Right from the start,

It's gotta come from the heart.

Maybe you'll win 'er

By taking her to dinner

Munching on bones and brie.

Bring her a flower

And really bow-wow 'er

With some lovesick poetry.

And when the conversation's dragging,

You've got to set her whole world wagging.

When push comes to shove,

To get a newly shown love...

You've got to give her

Something precious

It's the pause

that refreshes.

Right from the start,

It's gotta come from the

Right from the start.

Not just a part of you.

Right from the start,

It's gotta come from the heart.

[Howls]

Right from the heart.

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Bess: What would you say if I told you I was the fastest Cocker Spaniel in my class?

[Itchy gulps and sweats, momentarily deprived of Charlie's prompting]

Charlie: [playing a card game] You're bluffing!

Itchy: [repeating Charlie's "prompt"] You're bluffing!

Bess: Okay, so I was the second fastest.

[Dog playing cards with Charlie throws down his hand in frustration]

Charlie: Ha ha! I knew it! You can't con a master.

Itchy: Ha! I knew it! You can't con a master.

Bess: [offended] Well, then I guess I'd better practice some more. Good day! [walks off in a huff]

Charlie: Itch, I can't tell you and that vacuum cleaner apart anymore.

Itchy: Oh, is that a short leg joke or something?

Charlie: Who stepped on your tail? I was talking about your whining.

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Itchy: [angrily to Charlie] I'm gonna tell you a joke. My dog has no nose.

Charlie: Then how does he smell?

Itchy: Terrible. And no offense, but so do you, Charlie!

Charlie: That's my signature smell.

Itchy: Well then you need never worry about forgeries!

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Sasha: Hi, Charlie. Freezer's broken at the supermarket. Want some thawed fish sticks?

Charlie: I'm not in the mood for fish sticks.

Sasha: Let me guess. Pretty little poodle took your heart for a one-way ride to the country?

Charlie: Try this. Flea-ridden little wiener dog takes my edible garbage to the dumpster.

Sasha: [sighs] Itchy is one clean wiener dog.

Charlie: [taking a fish stick] Who's he think he is? The big nag. [puts the stick in his mouth] He treats me like a child, like, I got no manners. [grunts and bangs his fist on the counter] Next, he'll be alphabetizing my garbage, and he calls me inconsiderate. [ironically, he steals a fish stick from a bowl a dog waiter is carrying]

Sasha: So Itchy whines a little big? The guy vacuums and even does windows. I wish he'd come to my house once a week.

Charlie: Well, then you take him! Just don't send him back. [chokes] Turning blue!

Sasha: [turns Charlie around and thrusts her front paws around his waist, making the food in his mouth come out and onto a bowl of food another dog waiter is carrying] You never know, Charlie. Itchy just may be like that comfy old pillow you throw out, and then you miss it when it's gone.

Charlie: Yeah, well, a pillow never called me lazy.

Sasha: Charlie I don't know what is the matter with you.

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Bess: But, Itchy, he's your best friend. Isn't there one thing you like about him?

Itchy: Yeah. He ain't here.

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Itchy: [unaware that Annabelle is appearing as an image on one of their windows, watching] How about if I just stop talkin' to ya?

Charlie: [also unaware] Oh, that should be easy, 'cause I won't be here to talk to.

Annabelle: All right. Stop that, you two!

Charlie: Annabelle!

Itchy: [gasps] Now see what you did?

Annabelle: Eh-eh-em...?

Charlie: Me? You're the one who...

Annabelle: Shh. Enough! I can hear you arguing all the way to heaven! You're supposed to be angels! Role models, for goodness sake! Now, Charles, Itchy, I want you to show a little understanding. A little kindness toward each other. Or else!

Charlie and Itchy: Sorry.

Annabelle: You two have a wonderful friendship, but it's at stake right now. If you don't do something to save it, I will.

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[Even so, Charlie and Itchy have continued to fight, such as by squirting ketchup and mustard and throwing things at each other]

Annabelle: I warned you. Now we'll do it my way.

Itchy: Annabelle.

Charlie: Uh-oh.

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Itchy: Whoa...what are you gonna do, Annabelle?

Annabelle: If you can't see the diamond because of its flaws, you must walk a mile on each other's paws.

Charlie: I don't like this!

Annabelle: Too bad. [the ghosts of Charlie and Itchy leave their own bodies] Until you can learn to appreciate each other, you're stuck with it.

[Charlie and Itchy's ghosts enter each other's bodies]

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Itchy: [in Charlie's body] I don't care how you smell, Charlie. Being big is a big responsibility.

[Because Charlie and Itchy have finally learned to appreciate each other, their spirits leave each other's bodies and go back into their own]

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Bess: [seeing Charlie and Itchy getting along again] Look, Sasha. Our plan worked.

Bess and Sasha: [in unison] If they only knew. [giggling]

Charlie: Heh. Hey, Itch. Check out the girls. They never had a clue.

Charlie and Itchy: [in unison, about the body swap] If they only knew. [laughing]

Leon: I got bologna in my shoes.

Charlie: Yeah, feel funny, don't it?

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Annabelle: [crying happily, only without any tears showing] Charles Barkin, that's the most unselfish thing I've ever heard you say.

Charlie: I'm always very proud of myself without getting any lightning struck.

Annabelle: And I am very proud of your heavenly Charlie.

[Sasha sings the episode's titular song against Charlie, rejecting him as a boyfriend]

Sasha: [singing] If you had what it takes,

You would be quite the gentle-hound,

A more sentimental hound,

Less of a flake.

You'd be my hero

Instead of a zero

If you had what it takes.

Itchy: [spoken] Come on, Sasha. What do you want, anyway?

Sasha: [singing] I want the perfect dog

Who'd never make me wait.

Sasha and Charlie: [singing] The perfect dog

Charlie: [singing] It's more fun to irritate.

Sasha: [singing] The perfect dog

Who'd shower me flowers.

Sasha and Charlie: [singing] The perfect dog.

Charlie: [singing] You'd be sniffling for hours.

Sasha: [singing] So very 'phisticated.

Charlie: [singing] That's overrated.

Sasha: [singing] Someone who'd risk his hide.

Charlie: [singing] Who'd take you for a ride.

Sasha: [singing] Who'd make me feel so proud.

Charlie: [singing] Stop walking on a cloud.

Sasha: [singing] To have them by my side.

Itchy: [spoken] Gee, it's gettin' awful hot in here, ain't it?

Sasha: [singing] The perfect dog, I long to see.

The perfect dog, the dog for me.

The perfect dog. You'll never be

The perfect dog!

Charlie: [singing] Uh, I hate to deflate you

Or invalidate you.

This pie-in-the-sky guy

Will just nauseate you.

Life would be boring.

You'd spend all day snoring?

[spoken] Is that what you want?

Itchy: [spoken] You know, Sasha, if you ask me, I think Charlie's got a point. Don't you think so? I think so.

Sasha and Charlie: [singing] The perfect dog.

Charlie: [singing] He's only in your dreams.

Sasha and Charlie: [singing] The perfect dog.

Sasha: [spoken] I've had it with your schemes!

[singing] I want the perfect dog!

Charlie: [singing] There is no such creature!

Itchy: [singing] The only perfect dog is in an animated feature!

Sasha: [singing] Tender and kind.

Charlie: [singing] They say love is blind.

Sasha: [singing] You're out of your league!

Charlie: [singing] You're out of your mind!

Sasha and Charlie: [singing] The perfect dog.

Sasha: [singing] I only want...

Charlie: [singing] You'll never find...

Sasha and Charlie: [singing] The perfect dog.

Itchy: [spoken] Come on and kiss.

Sasha and Charlie: [spoken] Stay out of this! [singing] The perfect dog.

Sasha: [singing] You'll never be...

Charlie: [singing] Who'll wanna be...

Sasha and Charlie: [singing] The perfect dog!

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Charlie: Come on, pal. Ime-tay oo-tay am-scray.

Itchy: O-nay. Listen, Charlie. I don't speak, uh, Pig Latin. I mean, I, I...I never studied abroad. [Sasha Angrily throws some kitchenware at them] Right! I understand that!

[Charlie and Itchy run out of the cafe]

Sasha: [angrily chasing after them] If I get my paws on you, Charlie Barkin, you'll wish you'd never been born!

Charlie: Boy, Itch, is she crazy about me or what?

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Gerta: [arriving to the frantic Sasha behind the garbage cans] Do you know how sorry you look?

Sasha: [looking like she hasn't slept in days] You don't understand. He's perfect.

Gerta: Yeah, a perfect fake.

Sasha: No matter...what I do, he's... [shocked] a fake?

Gerta: I overheard him at the diner. This is all one big scam to make you crack. Looks like it worked.

Sasha: [crushing the trash can lid with her paws in anger] A scam, huh?!

Gerta: [off-screen] Do you want to borrow my baseball bat?

Sasha: [to herself] So, he wants me to walk on my hands and foot? Wants to kill me with kindness, does he?! Well, we'll see who dies first. [chuckles evilly with a roar]

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Sasha: [upon discovering that Charlie had been playing possum so she would admit she was wrong about him] Charlie? [relieved] You're alive! [now angrily] I'll murder you!

Charlie: [agreeing with Belladonna] Hey, "easy"'s my kind of word, especially when it's spelled M-E-A-T.

Itchy: Charlie. you can't listen to her! She's evil! [Belladonna uses her tail to whack him onto the meat pile]

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["Take the Easy Way Out" plays]

Belladonna and the Meat Pack: [singing]

Take the easy, easy way, easy way,

Take the easy, easy way out.

Take the easy, easy way, easy way,

Why not take the easy way out?

Belladonna: [singing]

Hey, Charlie B, I can plainly see

Being good rubs your fur the wrong way.

Why buy a chop you can simply cop?

What sick poodle says crime doesn't pay?

You'll find the kind of life you've been whining for

Right in front of your snout.

Belladonna and the Meat Pack: [singing]

Take the easy, easy way, easy way,

Why not take the easy way out?

Belladonna: [singing]

A friend in need is a pain indeed.

It's a rule that infrequently fails.

Some just say 'nope' to the hopeless dope.

Who needs help when you're doing your nails?

Chucky boy, it's your lucky day.

I'll show you what it's about.

Belladonna and the Meat Pack: [singing]

How to take the easy, easy way, easy way,

Take the easy, easy way out.

Take the easy, easy way, easy way,

Why not take the easy way O-U-T-

Annabelle: [spoken] Stop! [singing]

Goodness will bring you happiness.

Brighten your reputation.

Your conscience is your best friend...

Belladonna: [singing]

Unless you're seeking world domination!

[chuckles; spoken] Oh, just my sense of humor, Charlie.

Annabelle: [singing]

No meaty meal beats the way you feel

When you rescue some poor hungry soul.

So sacrifice can be twice as nice

As a mountain of bones in your bowl.

Belladonna: [spoken] Yeah, right. [singing]

Come to the barbecue that awaits you.

Soon you are certain to shout.

Belladonna and the Meat Pack: [singing]

Take the easy, easy way, easy way,

Why not take the easy way out?

Belladonna: [singing]

A dog who pants for the francs of France,

Ought to hitch a ride when he has the chance.

Get my drift?

Annabelle: [spoken] What about Heaven? Charles, Charles?

Belladonna: [spoken] Heaven? Huh, flown there, done that. [singing]

You'll find the kind of life you've been whining for,

Right in front of your snout.

Belladonna and the Meat Pack: [singing]

If you take the easy, easy way, easy way,

Take the easy, easy way out.

Take the easy, easy way, easy way,

Why not take the easy way?

Take the easy, easy way, easy way,

Why not take the easy way O-U-T, OUT!

---

Belladonna: [to Annabelle] Are all your angels prisoners, or can they make their own decisions?

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Charlie: [to Belladonna] If "easy street" means turning my back on my friends, then "easy" is just too hard for me!

Charlie: [clinging to a trolley speeding toward San Francisco Bay] Itch! We're on a runaway trolley that's headed straight for a major carwash!

Charlie: Itchy, I don't believe it! How can Annabelle send me on a new job?

Itchy: Well, she probably think we are cats.

Charlie: Not today I don't!

Charlie: Hey, so David. Did you see the way I handled Otto and his mild pack? (chuckles) What a bunch of maroons.

Sasha: Huh. Speaking of maroons, I know one who stood me up for a breakfast date!

(Charlie gulps)

Charlie: alright hungry puppy, doggy kibble and three dog bowls. Hey! Can I get a change?

Itchy: Green to blue means, "it's nice to meet you".

Itchy: Who knew Annabelle was an Outer Limits fan?

Charlie: Yeah, explains a lot, doesn't it?

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Charlie: What's cookin', good lookin'?

Sasha: Nothing. It always smells like that in here.

Charlie: [I cry with laughter] It's Gran Turismo!

Belladonna: Look Gordon, Ropes! We can use these to traverse- HELP ME GORDON!

Charlie: (in voiceover) 9:01, I stepped into the elevator.

(Charlie screams)

Charlie: (in voiceover) 9:02 Remember, there is no elevator.

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Sasha: (singing) Don't like fancy tricks the way some do

There's no need to fetch me my ball.

I don't want no tough-talkin' gumshoe.

You don't have to wear shoes at all.

Annabelle: Hello, Charles.

(Annabelle appears on the tin box or whatever it is)

Charlie: Annabelle. Gee, what a treat.

Itchy: Ooh. This is another mission, right?

(Charlie launches a pickle at the box with a spoon)

Annabelle: Yes, Itchiford. One of the Flea Bite regulars, eh-heh-hem... needs your help.

Charlie: Oh, yeah? Oh, I hope it's that cute Pekingese up there.

Annabelle: No. It's a cute female down there. (points downward under the table)

Charlie & Itchy: Huh?

(We see that the "cute female" under the table is a gray mouse with a pink pouch)

Annabelle: Meet Moxie.

(A drop of ketchup falls from the table into Moxie's path, but she dodges)

Moxie: Whoa! Hey, jerk! Why don't you slop on someone your own size?

Charlie: A mouse? Who cares about a measly mouse?

Annabelle: Heaven cares.

---

(As soon as Moxie, a shrunken Charlie, and a shrunken Itchy, have reached where Moxie lives, Moxie catches her children playing with a piece of Styrofoam)

Moxie: Uh! Oh! Oh no no! I thought I told you little squeaks not to play with Styrofoam.

Charlie: Hey, hey, hey. Lighten up, lady. They're only kids.

Moxie: Hey, listen, hydrant face. If one of my babies eats Styrofoam, it stays in their tummy forever. That stuff lasts for over 500 years.

(Moxie reaches into her pouch for a wad of paper and gives it to her children.)

Moxie: Here. Play with this. Paper's safe.

---

(Charlie is about to quit the mission after what he's been through)

Annabelle: (on some kind of clock) Charles, I've never known you to be a quitter.

Charlie: Look, Annabelle, I've been gassed, slimed, washed away, stepped on, steam-cleaned. This is not my idea of a good time.

(He walks away.)

Annabelle: No? Then think about the mice. They live with this every day.

Charlie: Then why don't they just move away?

(Annabelle reappears on another monitor)

Annabelle: You can't get away from pollution. It's everywhere.

(She snaps, and the monitor changes to a video of toxic paint dripping from an aqueduct with a city in the background)

Annabelle: It's not just a problem for mice.

(This changes to an image of a spilled bucket of paint above ground with the underground beneath, with some red paint dripping through the soil, but Charlie makes shadow puppets over it)

Annabelle: The Earth is like a sponge that soaks everything in.

(Now it changes to some water underground turning green)

Annabelle: It seeps down to the groundwater...

(Then we see the bottom of an open pipe underneath the green groundwater)

Annabelle: ... then pumps pull the groundwater right back up into the city.

(Then, Charlie stops the shadow puppets when we see a clip of Itchy filling a water dish with paint-tainted water from the hose, and then Charlie laps it up with his tongue)

Annabelle: You and Itchy drink water that has Carface's poisons in it.

(The clip then changes to Charlie and Itchy sitting while coughing. Then, back to Annabelle's image)

Charlie: Wait a minute. You mean, that paint, going down the drain, I, I'm-- (gasps) Carface! No way am I gonna let you poison me! Thanks, Annabelle!

(He sees Moxie and Itchy sitting and moping)

Charlie: Hey, what are you two sitting around for? We've got a machine to shut down!

Moxie: Why is he doing this? I've been nothing but sassy with him.

Itchy: That's probably why. Charlie loves a challenge.

---

Charlie: (about Carface) That fat, dumb, unkind dog sure plays a mean pinball.

---

(Charlie and Itchy have just finished the mission and left the fondue party)

Annabelle: (off-screen) Good work, Charles.

(Charlie and Itchy are restored to their normal sizes, much to the dismay of the flea that's been tagging along with Itchy, so it freaks out)

Itchy: (to the flea) Hey, what are you complaining about? There's more of me to love.

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Charlie: Hey, hey. No more trashy lifestyle for moi. It's bad for the little critters.

Gerta: What's gotten into you?

Charlie: Eh, you know, I'm a new, sensitive mutt.

Gerta: Don't look now, Mr. "Sensitive", but that Pekingese is givin' ya goo-goo eyes.

(She walks away)

Moxie: Hurry it up, Charlie. I hate this mushy stuff.

Charlie: Come on. Just one more minute, Mox, and then I'll have that Pekingese eating out of my hand, too.

Moxie: Okay, okay. Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.

(Charlie imagines what would happen if the video was shown, out of fear that he'll look silly)

Annabelle: Good work, Charles. You found all the evidence. (amused) That clown act of yours... (laughs) ... is the funniest... (laughs more) ... oh, it's the funniest thing I have ever... (laughs loudly) Oh, wait till the others see it! (continues to laugh and falls on her back, revealing her back feet in the air)

Charlie: What is that noise?

Itchy: Look, Charlie. I'm an airplane.

Charlie: Well you have the build for it.

Itchy: Charlie, it's my turn to type.

Charlie: O.K. Just remember "dog" doesn't have a Q in it.

Itchy: (to two puppies fighting over a bag of dog food) Hey, hey, stop it! Stop it right now, you two!

Smaller Puppy: Why should we?

Charlie: Because we'll take this bag of dog food for ourselves if you don't.

Itchy: Hey, don't you guys know that there's a lot more that you can get accomplished if you work together... instead of fighting?

Smaller Puppy: (to Charlie) Mistah, you're not really gonna steal the dog food, are ya?

Charlie: Not if you sit still and listen for a minute.

Charlie: Don't make me hurt you, smile boy!

Itchy: Yeah, what he said!

Charlie: Take your sunny disposition for a walk, Carface!

Carface: Actually, I prefer the name "Kindface".

Itchy: (with a thug look) He does have a kind face: the kind I'd like to forget! (Charlie and Itchy laugh)