It's my mark of power, cat.
It's the mark of a makeup artist, dog!
You're ridiculous. Now get down here!
(Ties the rope to the branch) No!
Mittens, so help me, I will super-bark you out of that tree!
Yeah, go nuts. Let's see how that works out for ya.
You leave me no choice!
(dryly) Oh, the super-bark. Scary, scary. Yeah, that's really, really super.
(frustrated) It's not true. This is not true!
(dryly again) Wow. I felt really super. Wait, now it's itten.
OK, OK, m-hmm, I get the ID, you can stop now.
Seriously, dog, stop! I'm not kidding
Would you stop? It's...
(terrified) OK, you're a super dog. Uh, Bolt, be quiet, please!
Bolt, we gotta run!