Miss Kitty: [watching as Cat R. Waul arrives] Well, well, will you look what the cat dragged in? [sees Tanya] A mouse. That's a first.
Cat R. Waul: Not just any mouse! This is a diva.
Miss Kitty: 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.
Cat R. Waul: What? They'll love her! They'll adore her! And those who don't will answer to me.
Miss Kitty: Anything you say, Pussypoos.
Cat R. Waul: [resuming his dignified bearing] Yes, I have mentioned that I dislike being referred to as 'Pussypoos'.
Miss Kitty: Yeah? Well, maybe I'm not so happy about being dumped in nature's ashtray five hundred miles from a pastrami sandwich, either, Pussypoos.
Cat R. Waul: [irritated; not wanting to explode] Yes, I-I-I think I just mentioned, didn't I, that I dislike being referred to as PUSSYPOOS?!
Miss Kitty: As for the mousette, I'll get her on the stage for you.
Cat R. Waul: See that you do. [to Tanya] Farewell, my diva. [leaves in a Phantom of the Opera manner]
Cat R. Waul: Not just any mouse! This is a diva.
Miss Kitty: 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.
Cat R. Waul: What? They'll love her! They'll adore her! And those who don't will answer to me.
Miss Kitty: Anything you say, Pussypoos.
Cat R. Waul: [resuming his dignified bearing] Yes, I have mentioned that I dislike being referred to as 'Pussypoos'.
Miss Kitty: Yeah? Well, maybe I'm not so happy about being dumped in nature's ashtray five hundred miles from a pastrami sandwich, either, Pussypoos.
Cat R. Waul: [irritated; not wanting to explode] Yes, I-I-I think I just mentioned, didn't I, that I dislike being referred to as PUSSYPOOS?!
Miss Kitty: As for the mousette, I'll get her on the stage for you.
Cat R. Waul: See that you do. [to Tanya] Farewell, my diva. [leaves in a Phantom of the Opera manner]
Miss Kitty : [watching as Cat R. Waul arrives] Well, well, will you look what the cat dragged in? [sees Tanya] A mouse. That's a first.
Cat R. Waul : Not just any mouse! This is a diva.
Miss Kitty : 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.
Cat R. Waul : What? They'll love her! They'll adore her! And those who don't will answer to me.
Miss Kitty : Anything you say, Pussypoos.
Cat R. Waul : [resuming his dignified bearing] Yes, I have mentioned that I dislike being referred to as 'Pussypoos'.
Miss Kitty : Yeah? Well, maybe I'm not so happy about being dumped in nature's ashtray five hundred miles from a pastrami sandwich, either, Pussypoos.
Cat R. Waul : [irritated; not wanting to explode] Yes, I-I-I think I just mentioned , didn't I, that I dislike being referred to as PUSSYPOOS?!
Miss Kitty : As for the mousette, I'll get her on the stage for you.
Cat R. Waul : See that you do. [to Tanya] Farewell, my diva. [leaves in a Phantom of the Opera manner]
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