Sterling Holloway: Roquefort

Les Aristochats

Roquefort

Scat Cat: What's a little swinger like you doing on our side of town?
Roquefort the Mouse: Please! I was sent for help, by a cat.
Scat Cat: Why that's outrageous! It's crazy!
[cats laugh]
Roquefort the Mouse: But honest! He said just to mention his name.
Russian Cat: So, start mentioning name, rodent.
Roquefort the Mouse: Now, don't rush me, fellas. His name is... O'Toole.
Scat Cat: I don't dig him. Strike one.
Roquefort the Mouse: O'Brian?
Scat Cat: Strike two.
Roquefort the Mouse: Oh boy... You believe me, don't you?
English Cat: Keep talkin', Mousey.
Roquefort the Mouse: How about... O'... Grady?
Scat Cat: [reveals a claw] Mousey, you've just struck out.
[Holds it close to him]
Scat Cat: Any last words?
Roquefort the Mouse: [looks terrified, then frustrated] Oh, why did I ever listen to that O'Malley cat?
Scat Cat: O'Malley?
English Cat, Italian Cat: O'Malley?
Russian Cat: O'Malley?
Scat Cat: Hold it, cats! This little guy's on the level.
Roquefort the Mouse: You're darn tootin' I'm on the level!
Italian Cat: We didn't mean-a to ruff-a ya, squeaky!
Roquefort the Mouse: Don't worry about me, O'Malley needs help, Duchess and the kittens are in trouble!
[All the cats then start running out of the alley]
Scat Cat: Come on, cats! We gotta split!

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!

Frou-Frou: Oh, Roquefort, I've been so worried about you. Did you have any luck at all?
Roquefort the Mouse: Not a sign of them, Frou-Frou, and I've searched all night.
Frou-Frou: I know. And poor Madame didn't sleep a wink either.
Roquefort the Mouse: Oh, it's a sad day for all of us.
[they heard a hum and looks at Edgar holding a bucket]
Edgar: Morning, Frou-Frou, my pretty steed.
Edgar: [whispers to her ear] Can you keep a secret? Hmm?
Edgar: Of course you can.
[chuckles]
Edgar: I've some news straight from the horse's mouth, if you'll pardon the expression, of course.
[holds the newspaper to her]
Edgar: Look, Frou-Frou. I've made the headlines. " Mysterious Cat-napper Abducts Family of Cats."
Edgar: [chuckles] Aren't you proud of me?
Roquefort the Mouse: [whispers to Frou-Frou's ear] So... he's the cat-napper!
Edgar: The police say it was a professional, masterful job. The work of a genius. Not bad, eh, Frou-Frou old girl?
[slaps at frou-Frou and lets out a loud whinny]
Edgar: h, they won't find a clue to implicate me. Not one single clue at all. Why, I'll, I'll eat my hat if they...
Edgar: [shocked] My hat! My umbrella! Oh! Oh, gracious! I've got to get those things back tonight.
[walks away and leaving them behind and Roquefort was spitting some corn]
Roquefort the Mouse: Why that... sneaky, crooked... , no good... butler!

Roquefort the Mouse: [hit by a champagne cork that went flying out of Edgar's bottle] Oh... He got me.