Stop thinking about your belly, Baby! In fact, stop thinking, period! You'll just hurt yourself, you Muppet!
And why would I listen to a porridge-stealing orphan like you?! You're not even a bear!
Oh, I'm more of a bear than you are!
You're nothing but a low-rent Cinderella!
Well, that's rich comin' from you, Baby! 'Cause you know what you are?!
YOU'RE A DAFT, FAT, SLOW-THINKING, NO-READING, LIME-DESEASE, FLEA-RIDDEN DINGLEBERRY BEAR!!!
I haven't got dingleberries!
Papa Bear Nah, ya do. Ya do have 'em.
[laughs.]
"Dingleberries!"
Oi, you shut up, you little mutt, OR I'LL CUT YOU FROM POOPER TO SNOOTER!
[gasps.]
I'm in the mix now! Okay! Okay, here we go! You're all a bunch of KNUCKLE-DRAGGING, HONEY-SCRUNGING, GRUB-[Bleep], OAFISH-[Bleep], [Bleep]-MUNCHING, MANGY [Bleep], NUGGET [Bleep]…AND YOUR SNOOTER! [laughs hysterically.]
Papa Bear [chuckles.]
I like the cut of his jib.
Ah, this is great. Razzin' and ribbin' and barbin' and poopin' and snootin'. Oh, I wish I had a family like this. [sighs.] Speaking from one orphan to another, Goldi, you won the orphan lottery.
[angriest at Goldi]
So what is it?! Eh?! What's your 'just right'?! What's so blasted important that you've got us STRANDED IN THIS HAUNTED FOREST?!?!?!
[emotionally]
I'M GETTING A FAMILY! THAT'S WHAT! A proper family! And everything will be just right.
[sits down]
Your “just right” is getting rid of us?
Papa Bear Well, I guess some people just stick around until the porridge is gone, eh, Goldi?
[After the fight with the crime family and Jack]
Yeah, I don't know what to do with this, but if you think you need those lives…
You know, I've only ever had one life, but sharing it with you and Kitty has made it pretty special. Maybe one life is enough.
Papa Bear [Death is heard whistling; Puss gasps in reaction.]
Huh? What is that?
[whistling continues]
Who's that?
[Death strolls onto the star]
He's here for me.
[Death traps Puss in a ring of fire]
Puss!
I've enjoyed the chase, gato, but I think we've reached the end now, you and I. You gonna take the coward's way out? Run away to more lives? Or are you gonna fight?! [throws his sword] Pick it up. Go on, pick it up. [Puss's life flashes before his eyes] What's the matter? Lives flashing before your eyes?
[Raises his head]
No. Just one. I'm done running. [Picks up his sword] FEAR ME, IF YOU DARE!
[chuckles]
This is gonna be fun...!
[After fight with Death] [Pushes his sickle with his foot and he slides towards him]
Pick it up. [sighs] I know I can never defeat you, Lobo, but I will never stop fighting for this life.
[growls viciously and turns away, yelling in frustration]
¡¿POR QUÉ DIABLOS FUI A JUGAR CON MI COMIDA!? (WHY THE HELL DID I GO PLAY WITH MY FOOD?!) [groans] You're ruining this for me! I came here for an arrogant little legend who thought he was immortal. [sighs] But I don't see him anymore. [Puss gasps softly] Live your life, Puss in Boots. Live it well. You know we will meet again, right?
Sí. Hasta la muerte. (Yes. Until death.)
[Death whistles as he walks away and the fire disappears. Perrito runs to Puss.]
You know, when you said Death was after you, I thought you were just being melodramatic.
[holds out the map]
The wish is yours. You deserve someone you can trust.
I don't need it. I've got what I wished for. No magic required. [Puss smiles]
[After the explosion of the star]
I hate to say it, but should we make a wish?
Kitty, one life spent with you is all that I could wish for.
[crying]
You saved my life, Sis. You were gonna make the wish, but you didn't make the wish 'cause you wanted to save your family. [shushing] And I-- I was really scared. And then… [sobbing]
Oi, don't get so blubbery about it. Whose porridge would I eat otherwise?
MB Mama Bear
I'm sorry you didn't get your wish, Goldi, love.
But I did, Mama. I did get my wish. Everything… is just right.
MB Mama Bear
Ah. Oh, now you've made me cry. Aw.
Now, what say we all go home and hibernate?
Papa Bear Hey, Goldi, you are a chip off the old block, you are.
Well, what can I say? I won the orphan lottery. [looks at Perrito]
Hey, Baby, you got any ideas for our next job?
Oh! Remember that pie factory? I suspect that they might be experiencing a leadership vacuum.
MB Mama Bear
Oh, family business. Oh, how exciting.
Now's a good time to talk about ethical business practices.
[screams]
THERE'S A TALKING COCKROACH ON MY NOSE! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!
Oh, no, no, wait just a second. [Goldi grunts]
Hey, Perrito, about that name. Let's pick one out for you.
Yeah. Oh, what about “Chiquito”?
Ah. “Chomper.” What do you think, Perrito? “Chomper,” no?
I got it, I got it. How about “Jeff”?
He doesn't have a Jeff's face.
[chuckling]
You know, if it's the same to you, I think I'll just stick with “Perrito.” I kind of like it, since that's what my friends call me.
Then “Perrito” it shall be.
[chuckles softly]
You know, to be honest, “Chomper” is pretty good.
Well, we'll keep, uh, workshopping it. [chuckles]
