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Blake: [to Tom] Don't freak out. That's how you blew it with "Nemo"!
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Blake: Wait for it... Tom? [pauses for effect] Aliens.
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Joey: You kiddin'? This is the best day of my life.
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Vinnie: I know this dog... [bus with Bolt's picture pulls up behind them] no, no I don't know. I-I I thought I knew.
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Almond: So, the dog thinks this is all real?
California: Oh, yeah, you’re new. Guy, never leaves the set. It’s unbelievable. Whenever I get the chance, this is the perfect way to unwind.
[Calfornia hops onto the bumper of the trailer, then climbs onto its roof; Almond does the same]
California: I like to start with an evil laugh. [he laughs]
Bolt: [gets up and looks up at the cats] Hello, hairballs.
California: You may have won today, Bolt, but in the end, we will get your little Penny.
Bolt: Not likely, cat, for you've chosen to follow the path of evil. Ultimately I'll destroy you, along with your fiendish puppet-master!
Almond: [in awe] Wow!
California: I know, right? Okay, watch this. [in a louder evil voice] She’s a goner, dog. The green-eyed man has a plan, and soon, he will execute it!
Almond: [laughs] Yeah, and then, he will execute... her! [chuckles]
California: [turns to Almond] Nice.
Bolt: I would super-bark you both back into the hole you crawled out of, but I need you alive, because I’ve got a little message for you to take back to your green-eyed man. You tell him his old friend Bolt said that—
California: Is it long?
Bolt: [bewildered] I-Is what long?
California: The message? Is it-is it long message? Because I have a horrible memory.
Bolt: Yeah, I'll make it brief, alright? You tell him I said I'm gonna—
California: You know what? Why don’t we do this; [to Almond] You remember the first half of the message, and then I'll remember the second, and then we can pass it on to the green-eyed man together.
Bolt: Oh, I don’t care how the message is translated, alright?! Just do it, okay?! You tell the green-eyed man that I will not sleep, I will not rest, until my Penny is safe from his evil clutches. You tell the green-eyed man that—-
California: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Way too many words. I was like "What?" and then I was like "Huh?" and then, uh, I got a little bored. Something about clutches? Anyway, I'll do my best. Ciao! [jumps off the trailer]
Almond: By the way, huge fan, love it, love you, gotta go. Thank you.
After California and Almond complete their lines of dialogue and go their kitty Boxes: California: {Sneers) DOGS...!
Bolt in his trailer before going to sleep: Bolt: {Sneers)" CATS...!
California: Oh, yeah, you’re new. Guy, never leaves the set. It’s unbelievable. Whenever I get the chance, this is the perfect way to unwind.
[Calfornia hops onto the bumper of the trailer, then climbs onto its roof; Almond does the same]
California: I like to start with an evil laugh. [he laughs]
Bolt: [gets up and looks up at the cats] Hello, hairballs.
California: You may have won today, Bolt, but in the end, we will get your little Penny.
Bolt: Not likely, cat, for you've chosen to follow the path of evil. Ultimately I'll destroy you, along with your fiendish puppet-master!
Almond: [in awe] Wow!
California: I know, right? Okay, watch this. [in a louder evil voice] She’s a goner, dog. The green-eyed man has a plan, and soon, he will execute it!
Almond: [laughs] Yeah, and then, he will execute... her! [chuckles]
California: [turns to Almond] Nice.
Bolt: I would super-bark you both back into the hole you crawled out of, but I need you alive, because I’ve got a little message for you to take back to your green-eyed man. You tell him his old friend Bolt said that—
California: Is it long?
Bolt: [bewildered] I-Is what long?
California: The message? Is it-is it long message? Because I have a horrible memory.
Bolt: Yeah, I'll make it brief, alright? You tell him I said I'm gonna—
California: You know what? Why don’t we do this; [to Almond] You remember the first half of the message, and then I'll remember the second, and then we can pass it on to the green-eyed man together.
Bolt: Oh, I don’t care how the message is translated, alright?! Just do it, okay?! You tell the green-eyed man that I will not sleep, I will not rest, until my Penny is safe from his evil clutches. You tell the green-eyed man that—-
California: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Way too many words. I was like "What?" and then I was like "Huh?" and then, uh, I got a little bored. Something about clutches? Anyway, I'll do my best. Ciao! [jumps off the trailer]
Almond: By the way, huge fan, love it, love you, gotta go. Thank you.
After California and Almond complete their lines of dialogue and go their kitty Boxes: California: {Sneers) DOGS...!
Bolt in his trailer before going to sleep: Bolt: {Sneers)" CATS...!
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Bolt: Hmm... padlock. [stares intensely at padlock]
Mittens: [trying to get away] Listen, Cujo, I got some pretty wicked claws under these mitts, do not, I beg of you, do not make me bring out these bad boys! It gets ugly! [Bolt continues to stare at padlock] What are you doing? [tries to get in front of him]
Bolt: Stay back! If I stare at the lock really hard, it'll burst into flames and melt.
Mittens: Now I'm concerned on a number of levels.
Mittens: [trying to get away] Listen, Cujo, I got some pretty wicked claws under these mitts, do not, I beg of you, do not make me bring out these bad boys! It gets ugly! [Bolt continues to stare at padlock] What are you doing? [tries to get in front of him]
Bolt: Stay back! If I stare at the lock really hard, it'll burst into flames and melt.
Mittens: Now I'm concerned on a number of levels.
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Bolt: Styrofoam! [opens the truck door] Tuck and roll!
Mittens: Tuck and what?!
[Bolt and Mittens jump out a speeding U-haul truck.]
Bolt: Ow! What? What is this red liquid coming from my paw?
Mittens: It's called blood, hero.
Bolt: Do I need it?
Mittens: Yes, so if you want to keep it inside your body where it belongs, you should stop jumping off trucks doing 80 ON THE INTERSTATE!!
Bolt: Yeah, well usually I'm a tad more industructable. Must've been... [sees the Styrofoam and gasps] Styrofoam! That stuff, it weakens me!
Mittens: [picks up the Styrofoam] Ah-ha!
Bolt: What are you doing? Put that down!
Mittens: That's it. I've had it with you. Untie me, pooch, or I'm gonna... I'm gonna... I'm gonna seriously wound you! I'm gonna seriously wound you with this Styrofoam!
Bolt: Are you mad? You don't know the power of Styrofoam!
Mittens: Oh, you bet I'm mad, baby! And I'm about to unleash it! The power of the Styrofoam!
Bolt: Whoa! Alright, cat! Okay! You win! I'll untie you. [pause] That's a weird place to put a piano. [Mittens looks over her shoulder] Hye-yah! [karate chops the Styrofoam out of Mittens' paw and lands on top of her] Are we going to have any more problems, cat?
Mittens: No, no. No more problems. I'll take you to Penny.
Bolt: [starts sniffing] Ah! What is that? [referring to his growling stomach]
Mittens: What?
Bolt: That! Okay, you have two seconds to tell me what you've implanted in me, cat! Poison? A parasite? Poison? Wait, I said that already. See, I'm all discombobluated! I can't think straight!
Mittens: I don't believe this. You're hungry.
Bolt: [steps on the leash which pulls Mittens closer] Where is the antidote?!
Mittens: Okay, okay! Alright!
Mittens: Tuck and what?!
[Bolt and Mittens jump out a speeding U-haul truck.]
Bolt: Ow! What? What is this red liquid coming from my paw?
Mittens: It's called blood, hero.
Bolt: Do I need it?
Mittens: Yes, so if you want to keep it inside your body where it belongs, you should stop jumping off trucks doing 80 ON THE INTERSTATE!!
Bolt: Yeah, well usually I'm a tad more industructable. Must've been... [sees the Styrofoam and gasps] Styrofoam! That stuff, it weakens me!
Mittens: [picks up the Styrofoam] Ah-ha!
Bolt: What are you doing? Put that down!
Mittens: That's it. I've had it with you. Untie me, pooch, or I'm gonna... I'm gonna... I'm gonna seriously wound you! I'm gonna seriously wound you with this Styrofoam!
Bolt: Are you mad? You don't know the power of Styrofoam!
Mittens: Oh, you bet I'm mad, baby! And I'm about to unleash it! The power of the Styrofoam!
Bolt: Whoa! Alright, cat! Okay! You win! I'll untie you. [pause] That's a weird place to put a piano. [Mittens looks over her shoulder] Hye-yah! [karate chops the Styrofoam out of Mittens' paw and lands on top of her] Are we going to have any more problems, cat?
Mittens: No, no. No more problems. I'll take you to Penny.
Bolt: [starts sniffing] Ah! What is that? [referring to his growling stomach]
Mittens: What?
Bolt: That! Okay, you have two seconds to tell me what you've implanted in me, cat! Poison? A parasite? Poison? Wait, I said that already. See, I'm all discombobluated! I can't think straight!
Mittens: I don't believe this. You're hungry.
Bolt: [steps on the leash which pulls Mittens closer] Where is the antidote?!
Mittens: Okay, okay! Alright!
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Mittens: There's your antidote. Food. Go on. Use the dog face. This is gonna be beautiful... You know, beg... Do the dog face!
Bolt: What? The dog face? What is that mean?
Mittens: Figures I'm tied to the one dog on Earth that doesn't know how to beg. Huh. Okay, if you want the f... eh... the antidote, you're gonna have to do exactly what I say.
Bolt: [exhales] Uhm, not likely. You're a degenerate creature of darkness.
Mittens: Yeah, yeah, granted, with that said, all I'm asking you to do is just tilt your head a little low, you can do that, can't you. Come on! [he does] More. More.
Bolt: This is stupid!
Mittens: No, no, no, no! Come on, work with me on this, please. We're almost there.
Bolt: Oh, boy!
Mittens: Okay, try it the other way. There you go. Tilt up. Um, down. Now a little smile. Uh, lose the smile. Drop your left ear. Your other left. Okay, the other way was better. Now, drop them both. Hold it right there. And ever so slightly look up. Soup is on, baby!
Bolt: What? The dog face? What is that mean?
Mittens: Figures I'm tied to the one dog on Earth that doesn't know how to beg. Huh. Okay, if you want the f... eh... the antidote, you're gonna have to do exactly what I say.
Bolt: [exhales] Uhm, not likely. You're a degenerate creature of darkness.
Mittens: Yeah, yeah, granted, with that said, all I'm asking you to do is just tilt your head a little low, you can do that, can't you. Come on! [he does] More. More.
Bolt: This is stupid!
Mittens: No, no, no, no! Come on, work with me on this, please. We're almost there.
Bolt: Oh, boy!
Mittens: Okay, try it the other way. There you go. Tilt up. Um, down. Now a little smile. Uh, lose the smile. Drop your left ear. Your other left. Okay, the other way was better. Now, drop them both. Hold it right there. And ever so slightly look up. Soup is on, baby!
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Mittens: Yeah, I'm really scared now.
[Bolt pops up and pins Mittens to a trash can.]
Bolt: You should be!
Mittens: [screams] Okay! Yeah!
Bolt: Where is she?!
Mittens: Uh... who?
Bolt: You know why I'm here. [Mittens screams again] Where is she?!
Mittens: Okay, okay. Look, buddy, I don't know what you're getting at, but--
[The pigeons start laughing]
Vinnie: Come on, Mittens. Just tell the guy where she is. Tell the dog, make him happy.
Bobby: Yeah, yeah, c'mon, Mittens, tell 'em!
Mittens: [laughs] Joey, Vinnie, Bobby, my boys. Would you tell the crazy canine that he's got the wrong cat?
[they look at each other]
Vinnie: You got her, pal!
Joey: That's her.
Vinnie: She's the one!
Joey: That is definitely the right cat.
Mittens: [looks at Bolt] Heh.
Bolt: Looks like we're gonna do this the hard way.
[Cut to Bolt holding Mittens off a highway overpass by the scruff of her neck.]
Mittens: WHOA! HEY, YOU'RE CRAZY, MAN!
Vinnie: Hey, Joey. Do we go to far in this?
Joey: You kidding? This is the best day of my life.
Bolt: You work for the men in black, who work for the man with the green eye. They've taken Penny. Where is she?!
Mittens: I don't know what you're talking about!
Bolt: This is becoming tiresome, cat! In fact, I feel a yawn coming on!
Mittens: Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay, I'll talk! I'll talk! I know where Penny is. Yeah! They have her! Yes! The men in black and the guy, the guy with the blue eyes!
Bolt: Blue eyes?
Mittens: Um... Oh. Green! Yes, green! The one green eye!
Bolt: You just can't stop lying, can you, cat? It's in the genes. This is gross.
Mittens: [sighs] I know. It's disgusting. I disgust myself. [notices Bolt's collar that contains the words "Hollywood" and his address] "Hollywood". But if you put me down, I'll show you where she is. [chuckles]
Bolt: Hmm.
[Bolt pops up and pins Mittens to a trash can.]
Bolt: You should be!
Mittens: [screams] Okay! Yeah!
Bolt: Where is she?!
Mittens: Uh... who?
Bolt: You know why I'm here. [Mittens screams again] Where is she?!
Mittens: Okay, okay. Look, buddy, I don't know what you're getting at, but--
[The pigeons start laughing]
Vinnie: Come on, Mittens. Just tell the guy where she is. Tell the dog, make him happy.
Bobby: Yeah, yeah, c'mon, Mittens, tell 'em!
Mittens: [laughs] Joey, Vinnie, Bobby, my boys. Would you tell the crazy canine that he's got the wrong cat?
[they look at each other]
Vinnie: You got her, pal!
Joey: That's her.
Vinnie: She's the one!
Joey: That is definitely the right cat.
Mittens: [looks at Bolt] Heh.
Bolt: Looks like we're gonna do this the hard way.
[Cut to Bolt holding Mittens off a highway overpass by the scruff of her neck.]
Mittens: WHOA! HEY, YOU'RE CRAZY, MAN!
Vinnie: Hey, Joey. Do we go to far in this?
Joey: You kidding? This is the best day of my life.
Bolt: You work for the men in black, who work for the man with the green eye. They've taken Penny. Where is she?!
Mittens: I don't know what you're talking about!
Bolt: This is becoming tiresome, cat! In fact, I feel a yawn coming on!
Mittens: Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay, I'll talk! I'll talk! I know where Penny is. Yeah! They have her! Yes! The men in black and the guy, the guy with the blue eyes!
Bolt: Blue eyes?
Mittens: Um... Oh. Green! Yes, green! The one green eye!
Bolt: You just can't stop lying, can you, cat? It's in the genes. This is gross.
Mittens: [sighs] I know. It's disgusting. I disgust myself. [notices Bolt's collar that contains the words "Hollywood" and his address] "Hollywood". But if you put me down, I'll show you where she is. [chuckles]
Bolt: Hmm.
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Rhino: Bolt! I can be a valuable addition to your team!
Bolt: I'm listening...
Rhino: I'm lightning quick. I have razor-sharp reflexes. And I'm a master of stealth. [whispers] Plus, I'll keep the cat in check.
[Mittens rolls her eyes]
Bolt: [leans in close to Rhino's ball] The road'll be rough.
Rhino: I have a ball.
Bolt: There's no turning back.
Rhino: Guess I'll have to roll with the punches! [rolls ball]
Bolt: Easy won't be part of the equation.
Rhino: Promise?
Bolt: I gotta warn ya, going into the belly of the beast - danger at every turn.
Rhino: I eat danger for breakfast!
Bolt: You hungry?!
Rhino: [cracks neck and bares teeth] STARVING!
Bolt: Welcome aboard!
[Rhino laughs wildly]
Mittens: Hey, can we talk for a second? I don't know what's going on here, but I'm just a little bit concerned about the number of lunatics on this trip. My limit is one.
Bolt: He's coming with us.
Mittens: But I... Huh? Hey! [gets hit by Rhino with his ball]
Rhino: Move it, prisoner. We're losing daylight!
Bolt: I agree. Now we need to find a fast set of wheels.
Rhino: [gasps] I have a better idea. Follow me!
Bolt: I'm listening...
Rhino: I'm lightning quick. I have razor-sharp reflexes. And I'm a master of stealth. [whispers] Plus, I'll keep the cat in check.
[Mittens rolls her eyes]
Bolt: [leans in close to Rhino's ball] The road'll be rough.
Rhino: I have a ball.
Bolt: There's no turning back.
Rhino: Guess I'll have to roll with the punches! [rolls ball]
Bolt: Easy won't be part of the equation.
Rhino: Promise?
Bolt: I gotta warn ya, going into the belly of the beast - danger at every turn.
Rhino: I eat danger for breakfast!
Bolt: You hungry?!
Rhino: [cracks neck and bares teeth] STARVING!
Bolt: Welcome aboard!
[Rhino laughs wildly]
Mittens: Hey, can we talk for a second? I don't know what's going on here, but I'm just a little bit concerned about the number of lunatics on this trip. My limit is one.
Bolt: He's coming with us.
Mittens: But I... Huh? Hey! [gets hit by Rhino with his ball]
Rhino: Move it, prisoner. We're losing daylight!
Bolt: I agree. Now we need to find a fast set of wheels.
Rhino: [gasps] I have a better idea. Follow me!
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The Director: [watching over recording of filming of Bolt up to the point of the swarming of Calico's men when he sees a boom mic in the background] Ugh! Boom mic?!
Worker #1: We got a boom mic.
Worker #2: It's a boom mic.
The Director: That's sloppy. The dog could have seen that. He could have seen that!
Mindy: Uh, who cares if the dog sees a boom mic?
The Director: Forgive me for answering a question with a question, but who are you?
Mindy: Mindy Parker, from the Network.
The Director: Of course. Let me ask you, Mindy from the Network, what do you see here? [points to the screen with picture of Bolt]
Mindy: Uh, the dog.
The Director: [whispers] "The dog", she says. Oh, Mindy. Poor, poor Mindy.
Mindy: Am I... missing something?
The Director: You're missing everything, Mindy. You see a dog. I see an animal who believes with every fiber of his being, every fiber, that the girl he loves is in mortal danger. I see a depth of emotion on the face of that canine the likes of which have never been captured on screen before. Never, Mindy from the Network! We jump through hoops to make sure Bolt believes everything is real. It's why we don't miss marks. It's why we don't re-shoot. And it's why we most certainly do not let the dog see boom mics! [sighs] Because, Mindy from the Network, [reaches hand up to a screen showing a close-up of Bolt's determined expression] if the dog believes it, the audience, believes it!
Mindy: Wow. Okay, you want reality, here you go, chief. The show's too predictable. The girl's in danger, the dog saves her from the creepy English guy, we get it. There's always a happy ending. And our focus groups tell us that 18 to 35-year-olds are unhappy. They're not happy with happy. So maybe you should, I don't know, spend a little less time worrying about the dog's method acting and more time figuring how to stop 20-year-olds in Topeka from changing the channel, because if you lose so much as half a rating point, so help me I will fire everyone in this room, starting with you! How's that for real? [slams the door]
Worker #1: We got a boom mic.
Worker #2: It's a boom mic.
The Director: That's sloppy. The dog could have seen that. He could have seen that!
Mindy: Uh, who cares if the dog sees a boom mic?
The Director: Forgive me for answering a question with a question, but who are you?
Mindy: Mindy Parker, from the Network.
The Director: Of course. Let me ask you, Mindy from the Network, what do you see here? [points to the screen with picture of Bolt]
Mindy: Uh, the dog.
The Director: [whispers] "The dog", she says. Oh, Mindy. Poor, poor Mindy.
Mindy: Am I... missing something?
The Director: You're missing everything, Mindy. You see a dog. I see an animal who believes with every fiber of his being, every fiber, that the girl he loves is in mortal danger. I see a depth of emotion on the face of that canine the likes of which have never been captured on screen before. Never, Mindy from the Network! We jump through hoops to make sure Bolt believes everything is real. It's why we don't miss marks. It's why we don't re-shoot. And it's why we most certainly do not let the dog see boom mics! [sighs] Because, Mindy from the Network, [reaches hand up to a screen showing a close-up of Bolt's determined expression] if the dog believes it, the audience, believes it!
Mindy: Wow. Okay, you want reality, here you go, chief. The show's too predictable. The girl's in danger, the dog saves her from the creepy English guy, we get it. There's always a happy ending. And our focus groups tell us that 18 to 35-year-olds are unhappy. They're not happy with happy. So maybe you should, I don't know, spend a little less time worrying about the dog's method acting and more time figuring how to stop 20-year-olds in Topeka from changing the channel, because if you lose so much as half a rating point, so help me I will fire everyone in this room, starting with you! How's that for real? [slams the door]
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[After jumping off the train, Mittens ends up on the tree, Bolt and Rhino are on the ground]
Mittens: The real world hurts, doesn't it?! But you wouldn't know about that, would you?!
Bolt: Get down here, cat, we don't have time for this!
Rhino: I'll get a ladder. [walks away]
Mittens: Look, genius, you're part of a TV show. You know what that is - television? It's entertainment for people. IT'S FAKE! Nothing you think is real is real!
Bolt: That's preposterous!
Mittens: Think about it, Bolt. Since you got lost, none of your powers are working, aren't they? For the first time, you're hungry, you're bleeding. I mean, do you really think that you were born with a birthmark in the EXACT shape of a lighting bolt?!
Bolt: It's my mark of power, cat.
Mittens: It's the mark of a make-up artist, dog!
Bolt: You're ridiculous. Now get down here!
Mittens: [ties the rope to the branch] No!
Bolt: Mittens, so help me, I will super-bark you out of that tree!
Mittens: Yeah, go nuts. Let's see how that works out for ya.
Bolt: You leave me no choice! [does "super-bark". Nothing happens]
Mittens: [dryly] Oh, the super-bark. Scary, scary. Yeah, that's really, really super.
Bolt: [frustrated] It's not true. This is not true! [tries the super-bark again]
Mittens: [dryly again] Wow. That felt really super. Wait. No, it didn't. [Bolt starts barking again] Okay, Okay. Mmm-hmm, I get the idea, you can stop now. [Bolt keeps barking] That's enough! Seriously, dog, stop! I'm not kidding! Would you stop? It's... [an Animal Control truck stops to check the situation] Okay, fine! You're a super dog. Uh, Bolt, be quiet, please! [Bolt is still barking] Bolt, we gotta run! Bolt!
Animal Control Officer: Come here!
[The Animal Control Officer puts Bolt and Mittens into the truck]
Mittens: The real world hurts, doesn't it?! But you wouldn't know about that, would you?!
Bolt: Get down here, cat, we don't have time for this!
Rhino: I'll get a ladder. [walks away]
Mittens: Look, genius, you're part of a TV show. You know what that is - television? It's entertainment for people. IT'S FAKE! Nothing you think is real is real!
Bolt: That's preposterous!
Mittens: Think about it, Bolt. Since you got lost, none of your powers are working, aren't they? For the first time, you're hungry, you're bleeding. I mean, do you really think that you were born with a birthmark in the EXACT shape of a lighting bolt?!
Bolt: It's my mark of power, cat.
Mittens: It's the mark of a make-up artist, dog!
Bolt: You're ridiculous. Now get down here!
Mittens: [ties the rope to the branch] No!
Bolt: Mittens, so help me, I will super-bark you out of that tree!
Mittens: Yeah, go nuts. Let's see how that works out for ya.
Bolt: You leave me no choice! [does "super-bark". Nothing happens]
Mittens: [dryly] Oh, the super-bark. Scary, scary. Yeah, that's really, really super.
Bolt: [frustrated] It's not true. This is not true! [tries the super-bark again]
Mittens: [dryly again] Wow. That felt really super. Wait. No, it didn't. [Bolt starts barking again] Okay, Okay. Mmm-hmm, I get the idea, you can stop now. [Bolt keeps barking] That's enough! Seriously, dog, stop! I'm not kidding! Would you stop? It's... [an Animal Control truck stops to check the situation] Okay, fine! You're a super dog. Uh, Bolt, be quiet, please! [Bolt is still barking] Bolt, we gotta run! Bolt!
Animal Control Officer: Come here!
[The Animal Control Officer puts Bolt and Mittens into the truck]
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[Bolt and Rhino have gone searching for Mittens in an Animal Shelter. Bolt locates her in a cage in the back]
Bolt: Mittens?
Mittens: Bolt? Wh... Wha... What are you doing here?
Bolt: I’m busting you out.
Mittens: You... You came all the way back here... For me?
Bolt: Yeah.
Mittens: But how’d you...? I mean... You don’t have any superpowers!
Bolt: I know.
Mittens: Really?
Bolt: Yeah.
Mittens: Wow. Crazy day for ya, huh?
Bolt: It’s been a lot, yes, it has. [pauses, looks up] Are you ready for this?
Mittens: No.
Bolt: Me neither. [opens her cage]
Bolt: Mittens?
Mittens: Bolt? Wh... Wha... What are you doing here?
Bolt: I’m busting you out.
Mittens: You... You came all the way back here... For me?
Bolt: Yeah.
Mittens: But how’d you...? I mean... You don’t have any superpowers!
Bolt: I know.
Mittens: Really?
Bolt: Yeah.
Mittens: Wow. Crazy day for ya, huh?
Bolt: It’s been a lot, yes, it has. [pauses, looks up] Are you ready for this?
Mittens: No.
Bolt: Me neither. [opens her cage]
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[Rhino wakes from a night of celebrating in Vegas. Bolt has left and Mittens is alone in an alley]
Mittens: Hey there, Rhino.
Rhino: Morning cat. Where's Bolt?
Mittens: He's ... He's gone.
Rhino: Bolt left?
Mittens: Yeah, but he instructed me to tell you that he had to face the Green-Eyed Man alone.
[Rhino turns to leave]
Mittens: Whoa! Where are you going?
Rhino: To Bolt.
Mittens: But he doesn't need us anymore.
Rhino: Trust me, I've seen it a million times before. In the cold, dark night before the battle, when the steely fangs of evil are sharpened and poised to strike, the hero must go and face his greatest challenge alone. But if Bolt's taught me anything, it's that you never abandon a friend in a time of need. When your teammate's in trouble, you go! Whether they ask or not, you go, not knowing if you're coming back dead or alive...
Mittens: He went the other way.
Rhino: You go! Knowing how deep the shrapnel's going to pierce your hide, you go.
Mittens: Hey there, Rhino.
Rhino: Morning cat. Where's Bolt?
Mittens: He's ... He's gone.
Rhino: Bolt left?
Mittens: Yeah, but he instructed me to tell you that he had to face the Green-Eyed Man alone.
[Rhino turns to leave]
Mittens: Whoa! Where are you going?
Rhino: To Bolt.
Mittens: But he doesn't need us anymore.
Rhino: Trust me, I've seen it a million times before. In the cold, dark night before the battle, when the steely fangs of evil are sharpened and poised to strike, the hero must go and face his greatest challenge alone. But if Bolt's taught me anything, it's that you never abandon a friend in a time of need. When your teammate's in trouble, you go! Whether they ask or not, you go, not knowing if you're coming back dead or alive...
Mittens: He went the other way.
Rhino: You go! Knowing how deep the shrapnel's going to pierce your hide, you go.
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(from trailer) You'll never see Penny again! HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!