Rene Auberjonois credited as playing...
Dithering
- Dithering: Always glad to encourage young minds and all that.
- Tony: Great! So, you know that subway tunnel you told me about?
- Fievel: You said YOU discovered it.
- Tony: I didn't say I didn't have help.
- Dithering: [stutters] You didn't go in there, did you?
- Tiger: I told 'em not to. Honest, I did.
- Tony: [irritated] Ah, put a lid on it, will ya?
- Papa: Absolutely not!
- Fievel: But, Papa...
- Papa: But, Papa nothing! What? You wanna crawl down some rat hole...
- [to Dr. Dithering]
- Papa: No offense.
- Dithering: Oh, none taken.
- Papa: After some cockamamie buried treasure?
- Fievel: It's not cockamamie, it's real!
- [runs over to Mama]
- Fievel: Mama, can't I go?
- Mama: [sarcastically] Sure. So what if it gives your mother a heart attack from worrying? Go. Enjoy.
- Fievel: Ah, Mama, I'll be okay, and I'll come back with a treasure.
- Papa: Ah, feh! Where is the proof? A so-called map? Not even written in a language! Just a bunch of d-d-d-d-doodles!
- Tanya: I think it's pretty.
- Papa: Tanya, don't help!
- Fievel: Papa, why did we leave Russia?
- Papa: We were going to be eaten. You need a better reason?
- Fievel: Papa, I'm serious! You always say that in America, if a mouse works hard and get lucky, he can make a fortune.
- Papa: So?
- Fievel: So finding the map was the lucky part. Going down that tunnel, that's the hard work.
- Tony: Filly's right, Mr. M. We're never gonna make it workin' for those fat rats at the factory.
- Fievel: Please, Papa. There's no reason to be afraid.
- [Papa imagines the factory owners glaring down at him and shakes it off]
- Papa: Okay, So, go.
- [Mama sobs heavily]
- Tanya: He can't go, he's just a kid! I'm older, let me go!
- Fievel: Tanya, don't help!
- Mama: No! If Tanya goes, nobody goes!
- Papa: Relax, Mama, she's not going.
- Tanya: No fair, no fair, no fair! He always gets to do the exciting stuff, and all I get to do is... laundry.
- Papa: She does have a point.
- Mama: Which only matches the one on your head! Tanya, you are staying here and that is that!
- [Fievel blows a raspberry at Tanya]
- Tanya: I am going to be putting a lot of starch on everything you wear.
- Dithering: I assure you, Madam, there's nothing to be concerned about. Think of it as a, uh, uh, well, think of it as a, uh, a field trip.
- Papa: See?
- Dithering: Think of it as a rite of passage.
- Tony: See?
- Tanya: Think of it as a disaster waiting to happen.
- Papa, Fievel, Mama, Tony: TANYA, DON'T HELP!