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=Disney Classic Animated FeatureARISTOCATSscript (version 1.0) Disclaimer: This script is taken from numerous viewings of the feature and is not an official script by all means. Portions of this script are copyrighted by Walt Disney Company and are used without permission. THE CAST(in order of appearance) Opening Song Vocals Maurice ChevalierMadame Adelaide Bonfamille Hermione BaddelayEdgar Roddy Maude-RoxbyDuchess Eva GaborBerlioz Dean ClarkFrou-frou Nancy KulpGeorges Hautecourt Charles LaneMarie Liz EnglishToulouse Gary DubinRoquefort Sterling HollowayNapoleon Pat ButtramLafayette George LindseyDriver (milkman) Pete RenoudetAmelia Gabble Carole ShelleyAbigail Gabble Monica EvansChef (le Petit Cafe):Uncle Waldo: Bill ThompsonScat Cat: Scatman CrothersItalian Cat: Vito ScottiEnglish Cat: Lord Tim HudsonRussian Cat: Thurl RavenscroftChinese Cat: Paul WinchellDriver (postman):Mac (postman): OPENING CREDITS Walt Disney Productions presentsthe Aristocrats"The Aristocats" sung by Maurice ChevalierMarie, Berlioz, and Toulouse in pencil animation run throught the screen, Toulouse stops, takes away the letter R from the title and pushes the rightpart of it back. the title now readsthe AristoCatsColor by TechnicolorStory: Larry ClemmonsVance GerryKen AndersonFrank ThomasEric CleworthJulius SvendsenRalph WrightBased on a story by Tom McGowan and Tom RoweDirecting Animators:Milt KahlOllie JohnstonFrank ThomasJohn LounsberyProduction DesignKen AndersonVoice Talents:Phil Harris OMalleyEva Gabor DuchessSterling Holloway RoquefortScatman Crothers Scat CatPaul Winchell Chinese CatLord Tim Hudson English CatVito Scotti Italian CatThurl Ravenscroft Russian CatDean Clark BerliozLiz English MarieGary Dubin ToulouseNancy Kulp Frou-FrouPat Buttram NapoleonGeorge Lindsey LafayetteMonica Evans AbigailCarole Shelley AmeliaCharles Lane GeorgesHermione Baddeley MadameRoddy Maude-Roxby ButlerBill Thompson Uncle WaldoCharacter Animation:Hal KingEric LarsonEric CleworthJulius SvendsenFred HellmichWalt StanchfieldDave MichenerEffects AnimationDan MacManusDick LucasSongs:"The Aristocats" Richard M. Robert B. "Scales and Arpeggios" and"She Never Felt Alone" Sherman Sherman "Thomas OMalley Cat" Terry Gilkysonsung by Phil Harris "Evrybody Wants To Be A Cat" Floyd HuddlestonandAl RinkerMusic George BurnsOrchestration Walter SheetsProduction Manager Don DuckwallSound Robert O. CookFilm Editor Tom AcastaAssistant Directors Ed HansenDan AlguireMusic Editor Evelyn Kennedy (c) Copyright MCMLXX - Walt Disney Productions - All Rights ReservedLayout Don GriffithBasil DavidovichSylvia BoemerBackground Al DempsterBill LayneRalph HulettProduced by Wolfgang ReithermanWinston HiblerDirected by Wolfgang Reitherman Paris 1910 THE SCRIPTDuring the Opening Credits and for a little while through the beginning ofthe movie a song is sung by Maurice Chevalier airing around petit tour education poubelles Which pets address is the finest in Paris? Which pets posess the longest pedigree? Which pets get to sleep on velvet mats? Naturellement, the Aristocats! Which pets are blessed with the fairest forms and faces? Which pets know best all the gentle social graces? Which pets live on creme and loving pats? Naturellement, the Aristocats! They show aristocatic bearing when theyre seen upon an And aristocatic flair in what they do and what they say Aristocats are nevver found in alleyways or hanging The garbage cans where common kitties play Oh, no! Which pets are known to never show their claws? Which pets are prone to harly any flaws? To which pets do the others tip their hats? Naturellement, the Aristocats! Aristocats, ils sont toujours, meme quand ils font un Toujours precieux la ou ils vont ils sont fiers dleur Dedaignant les ruelles, ils preferent les bars aux Dont se contentent, trop vulgaires les chats dgouttiere Ah, poisse! Quels "Miaou" reprouvent les gros mots? Quels chats chouchous sestiment sans defauts? Et dvant qui les autchats tirent leur chapeau ? Mais naturellement. Mais naturellement, voyons, Mais naturellement, Les Aristocats !By the time the song ends, we see Madame Adelaide Bomfamille riding in acoach with Duchess and the kittens. The music from the song continues untill the coach comes to stop and Madame leaves itMadame: Marie, my little one, you are going to be as beautiful as your mother.Isnt she, Duchess?Duchess meowsToulouse climbs on Edgars hat, stepping all over his faceMadame: Careful, Toulouse! Youre making it very difficult for Edgar.Edgar takes the kitten down and slows down the coachEdgar: Whoa, Frou-frou, whoa. Steady, girl.Madame (getting out of the coach): Thank you, Edgar.Frou-frou neighsOh. Of course, Frou-frou, I almost forgotshe gives Frou-frou something which she starts chewing onEdgar: Madame, uh- may I take your parcel, Madame? It really is much tooheavy for you, Madame.Madame: Now, tut-tut, Edgar. Dont fuss over me.Kittens meanwhile play around Frou-frous legs.Duchess: Berlioz, come back here. Havent you forgotten something, darling?Berlioz: Thank you, miss Frou-frou, for letting me ride on your back. Frou-frou chuckles: You are quite welcome, young man.Berlioz: How was that, Mama?Duchess: Very good, darling, that was very nice.Madame from the front door: Come along, Duchess, kittens, come along Oh, and Edgar, Im expecting my attorney, Georges Hautecourt. You remember him, of course.She leaves and Edgar says for himself:Edgar: Of course, Madame. How could anyone forget him? cut to street, an old half-broken car with sputtering and backfiring enginecomes closer and stops at Madames doorGeorges (singing) Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ayTa-ra-ra-boom-de-ay(he gets out of the car): Oh.Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ayTa-ra-ra-boom-de-(he almost falls down): Oops! Not as spry as I was when I was 80, eh? Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay(he enters the house): Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay!Edgar: Ah, good day, sir. Madame is expecting you, sir.Edgar takes the scarf from his neckGeorges: Evening, evening, Edgar.Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay(he throws his hat on Edgars head)Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ayEdgar: Oh, another ringer, sir. You never miss.Georges (walking upstairs): Come on, Edgar. Last one up the stairs is a nincompoop.Edgar: Could we take the elevator this time, sir?Georges: That bird cage? poppycock! Elevators are for old people. Oops!he almost falls, but Edgar catches himEdgar: Oh, uh- may I give you a hand, sir?Georges: You havent got an extra foot, have you, Edgar?He starts laughingEdgar: That always makes me laugh, sir. Yes. Every time.Now they both almost fallWhoa! Oh! Let go of my cane!Careful, sir. Oh please! Im frighfully sorry, sir!Georges: Dont panic Edgar. Upward and onward! Whee!Edgar: Oof!Georges: Am I going too fast for you, Edgar?Edgar: Oh please, sir, hold on! dissolve to Madame before a large mirrorMadame: There now, Duchess. Thats better. We must both look our best for Georges. Hes our oldest and dearest friend, you know.She pets Duchess, who meows once, then knock on the door interrupts Madame: Come in.Edgar steps in, panting, with his pants falling downEdgar: Announcing. Monsieur. Georges. Hautecourt!Georges walks in and the kittens start playing with himMadame: Oh, my goodness, Edgar. I know its Georges.Georges: Adelaide, my, my dear.Madame: So good to see you, Georges.She stretches her hand for Georges to kiss it, but he mistakingly kisses Duchess tailGeorges: Ah, still the softest hands in all of Paris, eh?Duchess smiles, covering her mouth with pawMadame: Youre a shameless flatterer, GeorgesBerlioz is spinning the hand of an old patephone and Habanera from Carmen starts playingGeorges: Adelaide, that, that music, its from Carmen, isnt it? Madame: Thats right. It was my favorite role.Georges: Yes, yes! It was the night of your grand premiere that we first met,remember?Madame: Oh, indeed I do.Laywer: And how we celebrated your success! Champagne, dancing the night away.he starts to dance, humming the tune from Carmen, then he takes Madame tojoin the danceMadame: Oh, Georges!Madame and Georges dance for a while, Madame is also holding Duchess, Marie andToulouse are playing around their legs, Berlioz is spinning on the vinyl diskjumping over the needle at each turn, untill he fails. He yelps, needle scratches the disk and stopsMadame: Oh, thank goodness, just in time.She sits on a sofa, tiredAh, Georges, were just a pair of sentimental old foolsIn the background, Marie jumps on the sofa before Toulouse does and glances athim like she won, Georges keeps dancing in the roomNow, Georges, do be serious. Ive asked you to come here on a very important legal matter.Georges:Wha-? Oh! Splendid! Splendid!He sits behind a tableWho do you want me to sue, eh?Madame: Oh, come now, Georges, I dont wish you to sue anyone. I simply wantto make my will.Georges puts on very strong glasses and makes serious faceGeorges:Will, eh? Will. Well. Now, then, who are the beneficiaries? Madame: Well, as you know, I have no living relatives,We see that, through a long hose in the wall, Edgar is listening from his roomAnd naturally, I want my beloved cats to be always cared for. And certainly no one can do this better than my faithful servant, Edgar.Georges: Edgar? Adelaide, you mean to say youre leaving your vast fortune toEdgar? Everything you posess? Stock and bonds? This- This mansion?Your country chateau? Art treasures, jewels and-Edgar is smiling, dancing and sending kisses to the listening tubeMadame: No, no, no, Georges, to my cats.Georges:To your cats?Edgar gasps: Cats?Madame: Yes, Georges. I simply wish to have the cats inherit first. Then, atthe end of their life span, my entire estate will revert to Edgar. Edgar: Cats inherit first! And I come after the cats. I, me, after- no. Its not fair! Ooh! I mean, each cat will live about 12 years. I cant wait. And each cat has nine lives, thats four times twelve multiplied by nine times. No its less than that. Anyway, its muchlonger that Id ever live. Ill be gone. No. Oh, no. Theyll be gone.Ill think of a way. Why, there are a million of reasons why I should!All of them dollars. Millions. Those cats have got to go.he tears his pants, taking them on dissolve to the kittens, running from outside towards the door Berlioz: Wait for me, wait for me!Marie: Me first! Me first!All three get stuck in the small door for the cats cut in below of the front door of the houseToulouse: Why should you be first?Marie: Because I am a lady, thats why.she jumps on the floorToulouse: Huh. You are not a lady.Berlioz catches Marie by the tailBerlioz: Youre nothing but a sister!Marie: Oh! Ill show you if Im a lady or not.Berlioz runs after Marie, Toulouse hides under a chairBerlioz gets Marie and starts tickling herMarie: Stop tickling!Toulouse: Get her, Berlioz! Het her!Now Marie chases Berlioz, Toulouse climbs on the tableMarie pulls Berlioz by the ribbon he has around the neckBerlioz: Fight fair, Marie!Toulouse: Females never fight fair.Toulouse occasionally makes a candle fall off the table, it hits Maries headMarie: Ow! Now that hurt! Mama! Mama!Duchess entersDuchess: Marie, darling. Marie, you must stop that. This is really not ladylike.Marie lets Berlioz goAnd Berlioz, well, such behaviour is most unbecoming to a lovely gentleman.Berlioz: Well, she started it.Marie: Ladies do not start fights, but they can finish them.Berlioz sticks tongue at MarieDuchess: Berlioz, now, dont be rude.Berlioz: We were just practicing biting and clawing.Duchess (fixing Maries bowtie): Aristocrats do not practice biting and clawingand things like that - its just horrible!Toulouse (from the table): But someday, we might meet a tough alley cat.he jumps on the floor, snarling and hissing, and then licks his lips Duchess laughs: Now that will do. Its time we concerned ourselves with self-improvement. Now, you want to grow up to be lovely, charming ladies and gentlemen. Now Toulouse, you go and start on with your painting.Toulouse (standing up): Yes, Mama.He then walks to his painting place, hissing along the wayMarie: Mama, may we watch Toulouse paint before we start our music lesson? Please?Duchess: Well, yes my love, but you must be very quiet.Toulouse is mixing the oils, dripping some on the floor so that Berlioz has tojump asideToulouse: Oops! Uh-oh.Then Toulouse clears throat, mutters something and starts painting Aha. Yeah!Marie giggles: Its Edgar!Berlioz: Yeah. Old picklepuss Edgar!Duchess laughs: "Old Picklepuss"? Now, now, Berlioz, that is not kind. Youknow Edgar is so fond of all of us and takes very good care of us. dissolve to Edgar holding a jar of "Sleeping Tablets"Edgar sings: Rock-a-bye, kitties, bye-bye you goLa la la la, and Im in the doughOh Edgar, you sly old fox.He prepares some food, after emptying into it all of those tablets, hummingrock-a-bye baby along the way. After its ready he takes a spoonful and almosttastes itOops! Oh, dear! A slip of a hand and its off to dreamland. I say, thats not at all bad. "Slip of the hand, dreamland"dissolve to Duchess and kittensDuchess: Now, lets leave Toulouse to his painting. Now dear, you go to thepiano and run along. Both of you, go ahead.Marie: Yes, Mama.Berlioz: Yes, Mama.Berlioz jumps at Marie while they walk thereDuchess: Its time to practice your scales and your arpeggios.Berlioz runs to the keys, but Marie pulls him down by the tail Berlioz: Ow!Marie quickly runs up, hitting keys, and takes place on the edge of the pianoto sing. Berlioz, seeing that she is ready, sits down and startsdemonstratively cracking knuckles on each finger on both forepaws and thenhindpawsMarie: I am ready, maestro.Berlioz runs the keys so that Maries tail which was hanging inside the piano gets hitMarie: Oh! Mama! He did it again!Berlioz whispers: Tattletale!Duchess: Now, Berlioz. Now, please, darling, settle down, and play me your pretty little song.Berlioz: Yes, Mama.He starts playingMarie sings: Doe me so doe doe so me doeEvery tru