You harm one patch of fur on her and I'll tear you apart!
Listen, Tiger. You're an alley cat, born and bred!
I got a ticket to sunshine and I'm going west. I heard there's a town that promises a new frontierand a brand new breed of cat!
City cats got too much "purr" in their fur, none of "growl" in their howl! Look at you. You catnapcat aroundand heckI don't mean to be mean, butyou're even a little bit of a fraidycat.
Tiger! I don't want a tomcat, tough cat, or even a tough tabby, I just want - how do I say this? I just want a cat... who's more like a dog. [sees her stagecoach] That's my ride out west. Now show me you're tough, and don't make a big fuss when I leave, 'kay?
Hey, there are no goodbyes between you and me, Tiger. After all, we'll always have the Bronx. Here's looking at you, kid.
Well, well, will you look what the cat dragged in - [sees Tanya] - a mouse! That's a first!
A diva schmiva! You put a mouse on the stage and your saloon's gonna be as empty as Death Valley on a cold day in June when the snow don't fall.
Yeah? Well, maybe I'm not so happy about being dumped in Nature's ashtray five hundred miles from a pastrami sandwich, either, Pussypoos!
As for the mousette, I'll get her on the stage for ya.
Not just any mouse! This is a diva!
What? They'll love herthey'll adore herand those who don't will answer to me!
Yes, I have mentioned that I dislike being referred to as 'Pussypoos'.
Yes, I think I just mentioned, didn't I, that I dislike being referred to as Pussypoos?!
Now walk down there and back. [Tiger takes three steps across the mesa and three steps back to Wylie] No, no. You're walking like a French poodle. Now get down on all fours.
Now roll. [Tiger starts to roll around the mesa] Give yourself a dirt bath. Now you're getting it.
Now, stand up. [Tiger does so] Suck in your ponch, boy! [Tiger puffs up his chest] Now, walk, one foot in front of the other, really slowly.