An American Tail: Fievel Goes West

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An American Tail: Fievel Goes West is an animated film produced by Steven Spielberg's Amblimation animation studio and Universal Animation Studios, and released by Universal Pictures. It is the 1991 sequel to the 1986 film An American Tail, the second film released in the American Tail series, and the fourth installment in terms of the series' fictional chronology. It was directed by Phil Nibbelink and Simon Wells instead of Don Bluth (Don Bluth said he would rather not be involved in this sequel).


  • I see you're missing an eye, pilgrim! Now this makes it a fair fight! That's right, I'm talking to you, furhead!
  • [Before leaving New York on a train] Bye, Tiger. Wherever you are, you're the best cat I ever met.


  • Papa, they're throwing fruit and vegetables at me again!
  • Someday, I'll be a big star. People will come from miles around.
  • Look Mama, a actor...and a singer.
  • [Unhappily, to Miss Kitty] I'm not pretty.
  • [To Miss Kitty] I look like a real lady.
  • [To Fievel] I must stay. My public needs me!

Cat R. Waul[edit]

  • Now pay attention. Cats and gentle mice, lend me your ears. It is my distinguished pleasure to invite all of share our dinner...I mean triumph! To share our triumph! Today we herald in a feast...ival. "Feastival..." festival. To mark this brilliant and illustrious snack occasion, I will, with these golden scissors, hereby cut the red...ribbon.

T.R. Chula[edit]

  • [run off the under train] Mouse overboard! I just love the flying aah!
  • [playing the cards] I don't think so. I got 7 mores! Dog-chow!
  • [talking to self, mockingly] "Chula do this, Chula do that!" [imitates Cat R. Waul] I'm a good looking spider, no? There's lot's of old women who'd want to marry me!
  • [singing] The itsy bitsy spider caught a mouse in his web. The itsy bitsy spider...BIT OFF THE MOUSE'S HEAD!!!


  • Cat got your tongue?
  • [After escaping a vicious dog by hopping on a caboose] Haha! Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah! Your mother was never housebroken! Toodle-oo!
  • [After accidentally swallowing Fievel] I think a little endive went down the wrong tube...
  • [Lost in desert] I'm lost and all alone, in a million acre catbox. Phoo!
  • I will be tough. I will be brave. I will--[sees T. R. Chula] AHHH! It's a spi...a spee...a arachnid!

Wylie Burp[edit]

  • Let this sleeping dog lie, son. Dog-gone it, I'm dog tired. I'm tired of leading the dog's life and fighting likes cats and dogs against cats and dogs. A young pup's dogging my trail trying to become top dog. I'm going to the dogs in a dog-eat-dog world, son. I'm so far over the hill, I'm on the bottom of the other side.
  • Maybe a real hero is the last one to hear about it.
  • [last lines] Just remember, Fievel. One man's sunset is another man's dawn. I don't know what's out there beyond those hills. But if you ride yonder; head up, eyes steady, heart open...I think one day you'll find that you're the hero you've been looking for.
  • [repeated lines] It's too tough, kid. Get out while you still can.


[In Fievel's daydream]
Fievel: Have no fear, Fillie the kid is here!
Wylie Burp: It's too tough, kid. Get out while you still can.
Fievel: If yer bitin' the dust, I'm goin' down with ya!

Fievel: Maybe Tanya shouldn't sing again.
Tanya: Very funny. You'll see. Someday I'll be a big star! People will come from miles around.
Fievel: Yeah, to eat! [Laughs]

Tanya: Look Mama! An actor...and a singer!
Mama: Tanya, stop that. You shouldn't stare at people less fortunate than yourself!

Tiger: [trying to stop Miss Kitty from leaving] Uh, can we have an espresso and talk this over, please? Please?
Miss Kitty: Listen, Tiger. You're an alley cat, born and bred!
Tiger: How true.
Miss Kitty: I got a ticket to sunshine and I'm going west. I heard there's a town that promises a new frontier—and a brand new breed of cat!
Tiger: Is there anything wrong with my breed?
Miss Kitty: City cats got too much "purr" in their fur, none of "growl" in their howl! Look at you. You catnap—cat around—and heck—I don't mean to be mean, but—you're even a little bit of a fraidycat.
Tiger: Who told you that?! I'm no 'fraidycat'! I'll show you--I'll show them--I'm no "fraidy cat"!
Miss Kitty: 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?
Tiger: You don't mean...this is goodbye?
Miss Kitty: Hey, there are no goodbyes between you and me, Tiger. After all, we'll always have the Bronx. Here's looking at you, kid. [she leaps onto the stagecoach]
Tiger: The Bronx, that's right, the Bronx. I won't make a fuss—I can handle it—I...[Suddenly he breaks down in tears.]

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; entirely up in flames] Yes, I think I just mentioned, didn't I, for the last time, 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! [bows to Tanya] Farewell, my diva! [leaves in a Phantom of the Opera manner]

[Wylie Burp, Fievel and Tiger are standing on a tall mesa]
Wylie Burp: 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.
Tiger: Are you sure? This really goes against my ways...[Wylie kicks Tiger onto the ground]
Wylie Burp: Now roll. [Tiger starts to roll around the mesa] Give yourself a dirt bath. Now you're getting it.
Fievel: Come on, Tiger! We're rooting for you!
Wylie Burp: 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.
[Tiger starts to walk; every time he steps, flatulence can be heard; Tiger then falls off the mesa and then flies around like a deflating balloon until he falls to the ground]
Tiger: I hurt myself.

Tiger: Bark. [His barking echoes through the mine] Woof, woof! [Tiger listen to his barking echoes] Bow-wow-wow, woof, woof! [Laughs; but stops] Woof, woof, RUFF!
[Tiger barks like a dog while singing along to the mine as Fievel and Wylie smile with delight that Tiger has finally gotten it and shake hands.]

Wylie Burp: It's too tough, kid. Get out while you still can.
Tiger: Okay! Toodle-oo!
[Fievel grabs him by the tail]
Fievel: Hey, Tiger, give them the laaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy eye!
[Tiger smiles with Fievel's idea and he, Wylie Burp, and Fievel do the Lazy Eye sending the cats running and screaming]

[After Tiger tosses all the cats onto the mousetrap he confronts Chula holding Miss Kitty hostage]
Tiger: If you harm one patch of fur on her again, I'll tear you apart!
[Chula shoots a web at Tiger, but Tiger grabs it and twirls his web as a lasso with him trapped on it.]
Tiger: One leg at a time! [He throws Chula onto Cat R. Waul's head and Miss Kitty falls from the building, but Tiger catches her just in time before she hits the ground.]
Tiger: Okay, Wylie!
Wylie Burp: Let 'em rip, kid!
Fievel: Yes, Sir, Mr. Burp Sir!
[Fievel shoots the giant gun and jumps off and it cuts the ribbon flinging Cat R. Waul and his men into the sky. Fievel, Wylie Burp, Miss Kitty, Tiger, Red, Micheal, the Mousekewitzes, and the other mice watch as they land like a bowling pin in a mail bag near the train tracks.]
Cat R. Waul: And now--
[Before he can finish his sentence, a train grabs the mail bag, knocking over the water tower in the process.]
Cat R. Waul: REVENGE!!!
Woman: Oh, Pussypoos!
Cat R. Waul: Oh, no!
Woman: Come to Mommy darling! [She dresses him up in baby clothes and hugs him tightly. Cat R. Waul screams.] Mommy's going to take care of you forever, and ever and ever! [Laughs]


Look out, partners. There's a new mouse in town!


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