Cats Don't Dance

"[phone rings] Farley Winks Animal Actors Agency. How can I help you? [listens] You need a lamb for the Moses picture? [listens as a lamb gets excited] Oh. A sacrificial lamb? [listens as the same lamb cringes in fear] Sorry! Fresh out! [hangs up] Every day, I ask myself; why do I put up with this?"

"There there, Pudge. [pats Pudge on the back while Pudge cries]"

"Like I said, dancing is a waste of time."

"Im a secretary; not an actress."

"Come on, Sawyer. Your life is not really back in that office. Its here. Dance with me?"

"Sawyer could do a romantic ballet and Woolie can even play a piano solo."

"[singing] Hollywood! Where the streets are paved with gold, where the kiddies never grow old! Right here in Hollywood!"

"Hey Kong, hows the picture coming?"

"Danny! The movies over! Everybodys leaving! [looks at Danny] Whoa; youre a mess!"

"If you have any openings for a talented cat, Im your man! Er...I mean, your cat!"

"Unless youre talking about the glamour of filing, the romance of typing."

"Once upon a time, there was a princess and a peasant. She lived atop a hill in a glittering castle. There she had a servant who kept her castle in order, selected and pressed her robes for the day, prepared her royal breakfast, and served it to her in her chambers. She had fame, she had fortune. She had product endorsements. But she was not what she seemed. On the other hand, in a humble village far away, the peasant had none of her luxuries. But he had a dream. So with a fond farewell from his closest friends, and gifts of good luck, best wishes and useless junk. Although its the thought that counts. His world was about to clash with hers, in a place called: Hollywood."