Widow Tweed Amos Slade, you trigger-happy lunatic! Give me that gun!
[she takes Amos' gun, then shoots on the radiator of his truck, which hisses]
My radiator! Why, you blasted female! I'll--
Tweed [aims the gun at him]
Hold it, right there!
[nervously]
Watch it! That thing's loaded!
Tweed [Tweed shoots the last bullet in the air]
Now it ain't loaded!
[she tosses the empty gun back to Amos]
Dagnabbit, woman! [points to Tod] Your thievin' fox was after my chickens!
Tweed Rubbish and poppycock! I don't believe it. He wouldn't hurt a thing!
You callin' me a liar, you muddle-headed female?! I saw it happen!
Tweed Amos Slade, that temper of yours is going to get you into a lot of trouble someday!
[turns red in the face]
Temper?! Temper?! Woman, you ain't seen my temper! [throws his hat to the ground and stomps on it] If I ever catch that fox on my property again, I'll blast him! And next time I won't miss!
Good work, Boomer. We've got him this time. Shh! I think he's in there.
Whew! Am I glad I found you boys. There's no time to lose. I need your help. Now come on. Come on.
Let's go, Boomer. Come on.
Yeah, but... Oh, shucks. Oh, poor little guy.
Don't you worry now. We're going to find someone to look after you.
Hmm. Hmm. Hey, I think I got an idea. [Boomer chuckles] OK, Boomer, now you know what to do.
Yeah, leave it to me. Leave it to me.
Widow Tweed Who is it? Well, I was sure I heard someone knocking. [gasps] Oh, dear! My laundry! Oh, here! Stop it! Oh, you pesky birds! Will you come back here? Oh, stop! Well, I wonder what got into those birds. Well, bless my soul! Why, it's a baby fox. Oh. Hello, little fella. I wonder where its mother is. Come on, now. I'm not going to harm you. Now, now. Oh, isn't that? Oh, my, my. You're a feisty little rascal, aren't you? There, there, now. Calm down. No, I just can't leave you out here all alone. Oh, isn't he darling? Now, not so fast. Now, now, not so fast. Oh, my. You're such a little toddler. Say, that's what I'm going to call you. Tod. You know, Tod, I'm not going to be so lonesome anymore.
[to Chief]
I got a surprise for you, Chief, old boy. Now, now, now, take it easy. Well, how's this for a hunting dog? He's just a little runt now, but he'll grow. You may as well get used to him, Chief. He's for you to look after from now on.
Widow Tweed [to Tod; Abigail angrily mooing]
Tod, stop pesterin' Abigail. [to Abigail] Abigail, you're going to have to be patient with Tod. He's one of the family now. Oh, of course. [as she is milking Abigail] Now I know. I declare, I never will get my chores done. [to Tod] Oh, mercy! Tod?! Tod, stop it! Abigail! Abigail! Oh, no! There goes my milk! OH, NO! [to Abigail] Easy, easy, Abigail. Steady, old girl. Steady. There, there. Tod, you come here. I said come here! Just look what you've done. Now, don't try to butter me up. Oh, Tod, I just can't stay angry with you. You little imp. Now run along and play. Go on. And try to stay out of mischief.
Hey, it's Dinky and Boomer. Maybe they wanna play.
Sure, Dinky. This is the place. I never forget a tree. I never forget a tree.
He won't get away this time. Hold it, Boomer. I think I hear something.
Widow Tweed [hears a shot; shocked]
Tod! [Amos shoots his gun, but misses Tod] Amos Slade, you trigger-happy lunatic! Give me that gun! [takes Amos' gun and angrily shoots the radiator of Amos' truck, which hisses]
My radiator! Why, you blasted female. I'll... I'll...
Widow Tweed [aims the gun at him]
Hold it right there!
Watch it! That thing's loaded!
Widow Tweed [shoots the last bullet in the air]
Now it ain't loaded! [tosses the empty gun back to Amos, who throws it into his truck]
Dagnabbit, woman! Your thieving fox was after my chickens!
Widow Tweed Rubbish and poppycock! I don't believe it. He wouldn't hurt a thing.
You calling me a liar, you muddleheaded female? I saw it happen!
Widow Tweed Amos Slade, that temper of yours is going to get you into a lot of trouble someday.
Temper? Temper, woman? You ain't seen my temper! [throws his hat to the ground and stomps on it] If I ever catch that fox on my property again, I'll blast him! And next time, I won't miss!
Widow Tweed Poor little tyke. It's a shame I have to keep him cooped up. Tod, stop looking at me like that. It's not my fault, you know. You caused a lot of trouble yesterday. Oh, now what are they up to? Why, it looks like Amos is going on a hunting trip. A long one, from the looks of it. Hmm. Well, good riddance!
[tries to fix his truck up]
Doggone meddling female, shooting up my radiator! Dad blame it. [kicks his truck in the front] Get going! [his truck finally works right] There. Well, that's more like it. Keep running, old girl. Well, Copper, me and old Chief are gonna teach you all about hunting. Yes, sir. It's about time too. Attaboy. Yeah, you're gonna like tracking down those varmints for me.
Uh-uh. Get in the back, half-pint. You gotta earn your right to sit up front.
Well, boys, we're getting out of here till next spring.
Tod, honey, what are you doing over here?
Gee, I just wanted to say goodbye to Copper, but I'm too late.
Well, what did you plan to do if you ran into old Chief?
Ah, Chief. I can outfox that dumb old dog anytime.
Tod, now hold it just one minute. Didn't you learn anything yesterday? Now you listen good, because it's either education or elimination. Now if you're so foxy and old Chief's so dumb, then why does that hound get the fox on the run? 'Cause he's got the hunter, and the hunter's got the gun. Ka-bam! Elimination. Lack of education. If you pal around with that Copper hound, you'll wind up hanging on the wall. Keep your nose to the wind and you'll keep your skin 'cause you won't be home when the hunter comes to call.
Oh, Big Mama, I know Copper would never track me down. Why, old Copper, he's my best friend.
Your best friend. Now, Copper's gonna do what he's been told. Supposed to chase the little old fox into the old foxhole, then along comes the hunter with a buckshot load.
You better believe it, Tod. Yes, sirree!
You mean Copper is gonna be my enemy?
Hey! Kid, you better step over here and take a good look.
Why, that's awful. Those poor things.
I'm sorry, Tod. Honey, Copper's gonna come back a trained hunting dog. A real killer.
Oh, no, not my friend Copper. He won't ever change.
I hope you're right, Tod.
And we'll keep on being friends forever, won't we, Big Mama?
Darling, forever is a long, long time, and time has a way of changing things.
Aw, come on, Chief. Just 'cause you're not sitting up front, that ain't no reason to be a sorehead. Shucks, if it weren't for you, Copper'd never have turned into a good hunting dog. Yes, sirree. Now I got me the best two dogs there is. Right, Copper? Isn't he something, Chief?
Look, Big Mama! Copper's back! Boy, has he grown big.
Uh-huh. And look at that big pile of skins he helped track down.
I know, Big Mama. He's a hunting dog now.
You're right. And you're a fox.
Ah, that won't make any difference. Copper's gonna be glad to see me.
Well, honey, just don't get your hopes too high.
Look, don't worry. I'll be careful. I'll go tonight when Chief and the hunter are asleep.
Boy, it's great to be back home, isn't it, Chief? Aw, come on, Chief. You aren't still sore, are you? Hey, hey, come on. Let's scuffle. We ain't scuffled in a long time. Come on, Chief! Let's have some fun!
Oh, lay off, Copper, you overgrown pup. Oh, let go! Dagnabbit! Let go, I say!
You know, that was your trouble on the hunt.
Aw, come on, old-timer. You treat me like a pup, you know that? Why, I think I done real good tracking down them varmints for you.
Smelling and tracking ain't enough. You gotta think nasty.
Copper. Hey, Copper. It's me, Tod.
[upon seeing Tod]
I thought that was you, Tod. I heard you coming. Boy, you've really grown.
You have too, Copper. I saw you coming back with Chief and the hunter.
It's great to see you, Tod. [looks back at Chief, who is trying to sleep] But, you know, you shouldn't be over here. You're gonna get us both into a lot of trouble.
Hey, look, I just wanted to see you. We're still friends, aren't we?
Tod, those days are over. I'm a hunting dog now. You'd better get out of here before old Chief wakes up.
[chuckles]
Oh, Chief. He doesn't worry me.
Tod, I'm serious. You're fair game as far as he's concerned. [Chief awakens and barks at Tod. Copper gasps. Amos opens the door as Tod runs]
[shocked; angrier]
IT'S THAT FOX AGAIN!
Widow Tweed Oh, no! No! They're after Tod!
After him, boys! Go get him! Copper! Copper! Copper!
Tod, I don't wanna see you get killed.
I'll let you go this one time.
Don't lose him! There they are! Old Chief's got him on the run! [a train suddenly approaches] Jump, Chief! Jump! [Chief jumps and breaks his leg]
Chief! Chief? Oh, no! No! Tod, if it's the last thing I do, I'll get you for this!
Widow Tweed Tod! Tod? Tod! Oh, Tod! Thank heaven you're safe.
[after Chief's train accident, Amos storms over to Widow's house]
Oh, poor Chief. I'm so sorry Chief, I'm so sorry, And it's all my fault. I shouldn't have let Tod go.
Big Mama! Wake up! Wake up! There's trouble!
Widow Tweed [Tod wakes up and fearfully hides behind the stove]
Tod, what is it? [Amos bangs on the door] What on Earth?
Widow Tweed [opens the door]
Why, Amos?! What are you...?
Where is he? *Where* is he?! I know he's in there.
Widow Tweed [pushing Amos]
Now just a minute. You can't come barging onto my property, Amos Slade! [slams the door]
That fox of yours almost killed Chief, and I'm gonna get him! [Tweed latches the door] You can't keep him locked up forever!
