The Fox and the Hound Page #3

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Yeah, you're gonna like

trackin' 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 gettin'

outta here till next spring.

Tod, honey,

what are you doin' 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, Tod,

because it's either education

or elimination.

Now if you're so foxy

and old Chiefs 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 hangin' on the wall

# Keep your nose to the wind

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.

- Ka-ka-ka-bam!

- Elimination.

Lack of education.

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... Why, that's awful.

Those poor things.

I'm sorry, Tod.

Honey, Copper's gonna come back

a trained huntin' 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.

Um, won't we, Big Mama?

Darlin', forever is a long, long time,

and time has a way

of changin' things.

Oh, Jiminy. It sure turned cold.

- I'm freezin' my b...

- Hey!

It's that fuzzy worm! Let's get him!

Charge!

Hey, Dinky!

Dinky, quick! Over here!

I got him! I got him!

Do I look like a worm?

That's who we're after.

Come on!

Look at that little creep,

warm and cozy by the fire.

Let me take a look.

Now how do you like that guy?

Snug as a bug,

while we're out here

freezin' our b-b-b-beaks off.

Well, yackin' and shiverin'

ain't gettin' us anywhere.

We'll get that no-good worm

when we come back.

Oh, sh-sh-sh-shucks.

So long, Big Mama.

Yeah, we're goin's-s-south

for the winter.

Goodbye, boys.

See ya next spring.

Well, look who's here.

Oh, my goodness.

I'm sorry, Tod, honey.

- I hope...

- Hiya, Big Mama.

We're back. We flew all the way.

Yeah, we did. We did.

Welcome home, boys!

It's been kind of lonesome

around here without you little rascals.

Hi, fellas!

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