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!
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!
http://www.moviequotedb.com/movies/bolt-2008/quote_44597.html