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The AristoCats (1970)
Phil Harris: O'Malley
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Quotes
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Thomas O'Malley : Why, your eyes are like sapphires sparkling so bright. They make the morning radiant and light.
Marie : How romantic.
Berlioz the Kitten : Sissy stuff.
Duchess : Oh, c'est très jolie, monsieur. Very poetic. But it is not quite Shakespeare.
Thomas O'Malley : 'Course not. That's pure O'Malley, baby. Right off the cuff. Yeah. I got a million of 'em.
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Uncle Waldo : It's outrageous! Why, you won't believe what they tried to do to your poor Uncle Waldo. Look! Look at this!
[reading from menu of Le Petit Cafe]
Uncle Waldo : "Prime Country Goose A la Provencale, stuffed with chestnuts"...? "And basted in white wine." Hic!
Thomas O'Malley : Basted? He's been marinated in it.
Uncle Waldo : Dreadful! Being British, I would've preferred sherry.
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Abigail : Your husband is very charming and very handsome.
Thomas O'Malley : Well, you see, I'm not exactly her husband.
Amelia : Exactly? Either you are or you're not.
Thomas O'Malley : All right. I'm not.
Amelia : He's scandalous.
Abigail : Nothing but a cat.
Amelia : He's absolutely positively a reprobate.
Abigail : A roue.
Amelia : His eyes are too close together.
Abigail : Very shifty, too.
Amelia : And look at his crooked smile!
Abigail : His chin is very weak, too.
Amelia : Obviously a philanderer who triffles with unsuspecting women's hearts.
Marie : How romantic.
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Duchess : Thomas, this is Amelia and Abigail Gabble.
Thomas O'Malley : Yeah, honey. Get those two web-footed lifeguards out of here.
Duchess : Now, now, Thomas.
Thomas O'Malley : Okay. Okay, baby.
[to the geese]
Thomas O'Malley : Hiya, chicks.
[Abigail and Amelia Gabble laugh]
Abigail Gabble : We're not chickens. We're geese.
Thomas O'Malley : [sarcastically] No. I thought you were swans.
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Thomas O'Malley : Boy! Your eyes *are* like sapphires.
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Thomas O'Malley : You know something? I like Uncle Waldo.
Duchess : [laughs] Especially when he's marinated.
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Scat Cat : [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! Everyone is picking up on that feline beat / 'Cause everything else is obsolete.
Scat Cat : Strictly high-buttoned shoes.
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Duchess : Monsieur O'Malley, you could have lost your life.
Thomas O'Malley : So I have a few to spare. Nothing.
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Thomas O'Malley : That's quite a family. Come to think of it, O'Malley, you're not a cat, you're a rat. Right? Right.
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Roquefort the Mouse : [breathlessly] Duchess... kittens... in trouble. Butler did it.
Thomas O'Malley : Duchess and kittens in trouble? There's no time to lose! You go and get Scat Cat and his gang of alley cats.
Roquefort the Mouse : [nods and starts to head off, then realises what O'Malley has said] A-alley cats? But I'm a mouse!
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Thomas O'Malley : First, to make the magic begin, you wiggle your nose, and you tickle your chin. Now close your eyes, and cross your heart, and presto! - breakfast, à la carte.
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Thomas O'Malley : Aloha, auf Wiedersehen, bon soir, sayonara, and all those good bye things, baby.
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O'Malley : Humans don't really worry too much about their pets.