Most scenes together: Tod & Copper (5), Cash & Dixie (3), Cash & Copper (3)
The Fox and the Hound 2 quotes
Page 1 of 3I just thought you should know that blowin' your cover was my idea. Not Tod's. I guess I just lost sight of what's really important. And, darlin', I'm awful sorry. He never wanted to hurt you. He just wanted you to be his friend again. Well... That's what I came to say.
[Copper realizes his mistake for blaming Tod back at the fair and thinks he owes Tod an apology]
Uh...
What are we gonna do now, Cash?
But...the band--
Don't you get it?! You're fired!
You know what? You used to be a lot more fun to be around. [angrily leaves Cash]
Oh, now, come on. Where you goin'? Hey... [angrily] Oh, yeah? Fine. We don't need you either. Right, boys?
Waylon Sorry, Cash. [sadly leaves]
Floyd It just ain't no fun anymore. [sadly leaves with Waylon]
Floyd Why does it always rain when things go wrong?
Waylon I don't know, Floyd.
Copper, I'm sorry. I just want to-
Attaboy. Let’s get out of here.
Oh, Tod. There, there, now.
Shh. I found one.
Sure is ugly.
It's a monster!
I can smell its evil breath from here. [sniffs]
No, uh, that's me. I had socks for lunch.
Ugh!
Uh, how about you take this one?
Come on. We're a team, right?
Wanna shake on it?
Shake on it. Ready...
Set...
GO!
Oh, please.
Sounds like somebody got their tail stuck in a door.
Oh, Cash, I don't ever want to see Todd or Chief again.
Well, of course, you don't. It's just us hound dudes from here on in.
Now, Dixie, it ain't like it smacked your singing. Can we get back to rehearsing, please?
I refuse to work under these conditions.
Uh-oh. Here we go.
Well, I'll tell you what, Dixie. You rehearse, and afterwards I'll give that piece of wood a good ol' talking-to.
Floyd I got two bones on Dixie.
Waylon I'll cover that.
It just so happens I am a professional, and my standards...
Oh, now Dixie, darling, you put on that same old record every day. Ain't it just about wore out by now?
You have some nerve talking to me that way, Cash. If your ear were any more tin, they could can beans with it.
Well, you listen to me, Miss Fancy Tail. In a couple of days, we will be in front of that talent scout from the Grand Old Opry.
I get possibly maimed for life, and all you can talk about is the Grand Old Opry?
Oh, now, Dixie...
I'll be in my trailer.
Darling, we got a show to do. You can't just walk...
Just what do you think you're doing?
A little audience participation. And that kid wowed em!
Kid? What kid?
Bye, Mr. Cash.
Little critter was heaven-sent.
That sang my lead?
Oh, no. He didn't just sing it. He sang it.
You don't mean to tell me that that wet-behind-the-ears puppy could ever take my place in a band.
I didn't say that. Although he does have that refreshing, blooming youth about him.
Well what do you think I'm saying?
You'd better not be saying what I think you're saying.
I think you know what I think I'm saying.
I think you'd better know that what you're saying isn't what I think you're saying.
Why do you always...
Only 'cause you never...
What if I said to you...
You know what I say?
Ooh! You know, this is just like the time when you...
Hmph! Well, I think we've both been perfectly clear.
Ooh, perfectly. I quit!
Huh?
Well, there you go, Cash. You just got what you always wanted.
Well maybe I had it all along.
Well, what do you think I'm saying?
Well, you'd better be saying what I think you're saying.
Well, I think you know what I'm saying is what you think I'm saying.
Well, I thought you'd never ask.
Well, there's more than one way to skin a cat.
Hi, there.
Well, who are you?
Olivia Farmer, designated chaperone to Winchell P. Bickerstaff, talent scout from the Grand Old Opry. That's you.
Ahem. Chaperone, huh?
I'm working to get my community service merit badge.
Well, that's quite admirable, little lady.
Then I'll have more than Sally Ann Merrybaum. (angrily) Thinks she's so great.
Wasn't he amazing, the way he ate fire, Mr. Bickerstaff? (looking up at his face, which is out of view of the camera) Maybe you shouldn't have stood so close.
Now you tell me.
It's my head, woman!
Amos Slade, I told you to keep your beast away from my Tod! That mangy hound of yours just cost me a bucket of milk!
Your fox was after my chickens, Tweed! What do I care about your milk?
Well, as long as you're wasting my milk, you may as well have some pie to go along with it.
Bad dog, Copper! You are a very bad dog!
(Copper whimpers sadly)