Original subtitles

(bright music)

(whistles)

(country music)

(dramatic music)

(country music)

(growls)

(rumbles)

- [Mama] Now don't move, dear.

Just one more stitch.

There, all done!

- How do I look?

(chuckles)

- Oh Papa, come see!

- Oh, my.

No wonder she's the star of the school play.

- And such a scary play.

"The Legend of Mouse Hollow", oh!

- Fievel, who is playing the

terrifying headless horse mouse?

- [Fievel] Not me, I'm a dumb mushroom.

(laughs)

(laughs)

- "The Legend of Mouse Hollow", humph!

Crummy play.

- Now, Fievel, sometimes we must play small parts

to prepare for bigger parts that come later.

- But I don't wanna play any part, Papa.

- Well, I think you look cute.

- Cute?

- Uh huh.

- For a clumsy fungus.

- Very funny, Tanya.

- Whoa, oh!

- Fievel mush boom.

- Oh "mush boom", you Yasha.

- Mush boom!

(grunts)

- Are you finished yet, Chula?

- Almost, boss.

- Think of it, Chula.

Mail Order Mice.

(laughs)

- Fat feisty frontier rodents packaged and delivered alive

to the doorsteps of city cats from coast to starving coast.

- Yeah, them cats are gonna go nuts

when they read our newspaper ads, boss!

- And we'll be rich!

Rich!

- Okay boss, one mouse packing machine ready to go!

- Now, tell me again,

when the unsuspecting little mouse trips the

trigger lever.

- That would be here, boss.

(yells)

- What do you think, boss?

- Perfect!

Now, all we have to do is get mice in to it.

- [Miss Sally] Oh Nathaniel, I am so frightened.

- Do not worry,

Miss Sally.

(sighs)

- I shall shave you.

(laughs)

- Shave you?

- I believe the word is "save", Mr. Smythe.

Not "shave".

Let's try the next scene.

- Hurry up! - Over there!

- Here we go again.

- Let's see, hmm.

- Sorry, Mr. Ironside.

Here's your glasses.

- Oh dear me!

We're going to need a whole new tree.

Well I'll attend to that later.

But since we are at the piano, Miss Mousekewitz,

perhaps you should rehearse your song now?

(cheers)

* Dreams to dream *

* In the dark of the night *

- Oh brother!

- Shh!

* When the world goes wrong *

* I can still make it right *

* I can see so far *

* In my dreams *

* I'll follow my dreams *

- Good Heavens!

Isn't that lovely?

- You think so?

It's just my regular hat.

- Not you, you idiot.

That voice!

- What's going on?

Who turned off the lights?

- Ah, lovely enough to fill an auditorium.

Fill an auditorium?

Cat, that's it!

We'll put on a show.

Every mouse in town will come and bang!

Oh for heaven's sake, Chula!

Buy a hat that fits, would you?

- Fievel, you were obnoxious today.

- [Fievel] Yeah! Great wasn't it?

- Hello, baby fleabags!

- What do you want?

- [Cat] Oh he doesn't want anything.

(gasps)

But I do.

Hello, my pretty.

- Stay away from my sister, Cat R. Waul.

- My dear Fievel, I assure you,

I mean her no harm, only good wishes.

And a chance to sing tomorrow night

in my greatest theatrical extravaganza ever!

In other words, my dear little Tanya,

I'm going to make you a star!

- A star?

- [Mr. Ironside] Quite impossible I'm afraid.

Tanya will be quite busy tomorrow night

starring in our school play,

"The Legend of Mouse Hollow".

Now come come children.

- Nice try, Waul.

- He must be kidding.

- Now you two hurry on home while I go to Grizzly Gulch

for a last few tree props.

- Huh, Grizzly Gulch, eh?

Perhaps it's time we stage a

little production of our own, Chula.

- Perfect for the headless horse mouse scene.

- Huh, who's there?

- The headless horse cat?

(roars)

(screams)

- Once again, perfection, Chula!

- [Mr. Ironside] Mr Waul, is that you?

- None other, I'm proud to say.

- [Mr. Ironside] Would you mind removing me from this box?

I seem to have stumbled into someone's trap.

- My trap, Mr. Iron brain.

And you're just its first victim.

- [Mr. Ironside] Oh dear!

- And tomorrow night, following my show,

thanks to my trusty machine here,

Green River will be the merciless capital

of the Western World.

- [Mr. Ironside] Oh dear!

- Better enough.

Come Chula, we must get to school.

- [Chula] See ya around, teach.

(gentle music)

- Had to leave town, play canceled.

Sorry, Mr. Ironside.

- Canceled?

- Great!

(cheers)

- [Fievel] Tiger!

- Oh, hi Fiev.

- There's no school today and I thought maybe

we could go out and play! - Play!

- Yeah maybe track some bears in Grizzly Gulch.

- Huh, what!

Grizzly Gulch.

Did you say bears?

- Okay, squirrels.

- Oh boy, squirrels.

Let's go!

- Yeehaw!

- [Cat] So sorry about the school play, Tanya.

I only wish there was something I could do.

Oh but wait, there is.

- There is?

- Why without the school play,

you're now free to do my show this evening, right?

And just to show what a good sport I am,

I'm going to give all the proceeds back to the school.

Deal?

- I'd be helping the school, too?

Well, Okay!

- Excellent!

Now you hurry along whilst I prepare for tonight's concert.

- Okay, thanks!

- Bye bye now.

Chula!

- You called?

- Hate when you do that.

- Sorry it's a spider thing.

(groans)

- Look, Tiger, just over that rise.

Grizzly Gulch.

- And

grizzlies?

Gee Fiev, maybe I should,

you know.

- Okay you stay here and I'll make sure the coast is clear.

Okay Tiger, all clear, your turn!

- Okay here I come, I think.

(exclaims)

- Shh!

- You don't think that the grizzlies heard us, do you?

- I think the whole town heard us.

- Hey over here I found something.

Hiya!

- Whoa Tiger, those look like Mr. Ironside's glasses.

- They do?

- [Mr. Ironside] Help me, please!

- Huh? - Huh?

- Boy they even sound like Mr. Ironside.

- He said he was coming out to

Grizzly Gulch last night but--

- [Mr. Ironside] Fievel, is that you?

- Mr. Ironside?

- [Mr. Ironside] Get me out of here, please!

- Tiger, he's inside the log!

- He is?

I mean oh yeah.

Oh sure.

I knew that, I think.

Oh no, wait wait.

There's nothing left in here but this little box.

- [Mr. Ironside] That's me!

(screams)

- Oh here, sorry.

(exclaims)

- Yeah, sorry.

- Mr. Cat R.Waul's planning to box up all

the mice in Green River tonight.

- He is?

We gotta stop him!

(peaceful music)

- Mama, I think this will be

the biggest mouse gathering of the year.

- [Mama] Oh I'm so excited!

- Not half as excited as my hungry customers

will be when you mice show up on their dinner plates.

- Think there's enough mice in Green River to go around?

- Not for long.

(suspenseful music)

Once the delicious little delicacies are boxed,

they drop under this conveyor belt

whence they are whisked out on to that waiting freight train

which in exactly one hour and 12 minutes.

- We'll chug out of Green River delivering

those stupid fur balls to hungry cats

all over America, eh boss?

- Indeed.

- That's what you think Mr. Cat R.Waul.

(acoustic music)

- That's right, my little lovelies,

concert starts in 12 minutes, hurry hurry hurry!

- Okay Tiger, time for Plan A.

You're on!

- Okay, oh boy!

Get ready, one scared kitten coming up!

Oh it was awful, Mr. Cat R.Waul.

- What, pray tell, Tiger?

- Don't tell me.

Oh yeah!

The headless horse dog!

- The what?

- The Headless horse thing!

I saw him!

Out at Grizzly Gulch, bigger than me.

Hairy lips, lots of eyes, three huge teeth.

- Hairy lips?

- And was he mad!

(whistles)

Said he was a friend of Ironside's or something.

- The teach?

- Oh yeah he said he was coming to town, right?

Yeah that's right.

Coming to town, tonight!

Let's see, is there anything else?

- I hope not.

- Well we'll just have to save him

a seat at the concert, won't we?

- We will!

- Time for Plan B, Mr. Ironside, come on!

- Oh, this is so thrilling!

- I'm exhausted, bye!

- [Cat] What an idiot.

- But what about that Headless horse dog guy?

- What about that Headless horse dog guy?

Oh don't be ridiculous.

Come along we have a show to put on.

- Hey hey hey, wait up boss!

- Hairy lips, I don't think I could

stand seeing something like that.

(bright music)

(crowd chattering)

- Where is Fievel?

(applause)

- Thank you, thank you, thank you very much.

Yes I'd like to invite you all

to a special party after the performance

in honor of our own Tanya Mousekewitz

at the train depot.

(applause)

Good.

And now without further ado,

the lovely voice of Green River's own Tanya Mousekewitz.

(cheers and applause)

- Is that her?

- Thank you, thank you Mr. Waul.

Maestro?

(piano music)

* Dreams to dream *

* In the dark of the night *

* When the world goes wrong *

- Come Chula, let us prepare for

- [Chula] The going away party.

* I can see so far *

* In my dreams *

* I'll follow my dreams *

* Until they come true *

* Come with me *

* You will see *

- Oh, I hope I don't run into that headless dog guy.

Oh, I just don't wanna see him, that's it.

I don't even wanna know about it.

- Chula, what is the matter with you?

- Nothing boss, nothing!

Did you hear that?

- The Headless horse dog!

- Run!

(dramatic music)

- Quick the exit, go go go go go go!

- Way to go, Tiger!

* As near as can be *

* Inside you and me *

* They always come *

* True *

(cheers and applause)

- Thank you, thank you.

- Ladies and gentlemen, Tanya Mousekewitz.

- Mr. Ironside.

- Good evening, Mr. Waul has graciously suggested

the our school play be performed here tonight.

So without further ado, children?

(cheers)

(groans)

- [Chula] Boy who'd have thought a whole cat

could fit in a dinky little mouse box, huh boss?

- [Cat] Oh shut up, you arachnoid imbecile.

(train whistles)

- Ladies and gentlemen,

"The Legend of Mouse Hollow."

(cheers)

- Whoa!

Whoops!

- Hi there.

- That's my Fievel.

(applause)

- [Chula] Gee I've never been to debut boss, have you?

- [Cat] Oh perishable (mumbles)

- Oh you were wonderful, dear.

- Thank you, Mama.

- And Fievel, don't worry,

some day you'll play a much bigger role than a mushroom.

Right, Mr. Ironside?

- I think Fievel played a much bigger role

than you realize, Mr Mousekewitz.

- Oh, did I miss something?

(country music)

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