Lady and the Tramp

This is the night

It's a beautiful night

And they call it bella notte

Look at the skies

They have stars in their eyes

On this lovely bella notte

So take the love

Of your loved one

You'll need it about this time

To keep from falling like a star

When you make that dizzy climb

For this is the night

And the heavens are right

On this lovely

Bella notte

On this lovely

Bella notte

Silent as a snowflake in the night

Holy is the spirit of this night

All the world is calm and peaceful

All the world is bright and joyful

Spirit of love

And child of peace

Love unending

That shall not cease

Peace, my children

Of good will

Peace, my children

Peace, be still

It's for you, darling.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, Jim, dear.

It's the one I was admiring, isn't it?

Trimmed with ribbons?

Well, it has a ribbon.

Oh, how sweet.

- You like her, darling? - Oh, I love her.

What a perfectly beautiful little lady.

Come on, Lady. Over here.

That's a girl.

There, now. A nice little bed for you.

But Jim, dear, are you sure she'll be warm enough?

Why, of course, darling. She'll be snug as a bug in a...

Almost forgot something.

There.

Good night, Lady.

Now, now, don't worry, darling.

She'll go right to sleep.

No, no, Lady.

This is where you belong, right here.

Aw, look. She's lonesome.

Don't you think maybe...? Just for tonight?

Now, darling, if we're going to show her who's master,

we must be firm from the very beginning.

Lady!

Stop that now!

Stop it!

Lady! Quiet, now. You hear me?

Back to bed!

Quick, now.

Not one more sound.

Jim, dear.

Aw, Jim.

What?

Oh, all right.

But remember, just for tonight.

All right, Lady. All right.

I'm up. I'm up, Lady. I...

Oh, no!

What's wrong, Jim? What is it?

Can't you explain to Lady about Sundays?

Have you noticed, darling, since we've had Lady,

we see less and less of those disturbing headlines?

Yes, I just don't know how we ever got along without her.

Say, she must be about six months old.

We'd better be getting her a licence.

Hope it fits.

My, but it does look nice.

So grown up.

Won't Jock and Trusty be surprised?

Four steps straight and then to the left

And right to the place where I marked it

With a bonnie, bonnie bone that I buried for me own

In my bonnie, bonnie bank in the backyard

That's a grand sight.

Jock!

Oh, Jock!

Hello, Jock.

Oh! Oh, it's you, lassie.

Notice anything different?

You've had a bath?

No, not that.

You've had your nails clipped?

Guess again.

Well, I wouldn't a-be a-knowin'.

Why, lassie.

A bonnie new collar.

- Do you like it? - Aye.

It must be very expensive.

- Have you shown it to Trusty yet? - No.

We'd best go at once.

You know how sensitive he is about these things.

He's dreaming.

Aye.

Dreamin' of those bonnie bygone days

when he and his grandfather were trackin' criminals

through the swamps.

- They were? - But that was before...

Before what?

'Tis time you knew the truth, lassie.

It shouldn't have happened to a dog.

But, well...

Trusty has lost his sense of smell.

- No! - Aye.

But we must never let on that we know, lassie.

It would break his poor heart.

Which way did he go? Which way did he go?

- Go? - Yeah, big fella.

About six-foot-two.

No, three.

Wore a striped suit. No collar.

Why, Miss Lady.

You have a collar.

And a licence.

My, my.

- How time does fly. - Aye.

It seems only yesterday she was cuttin' her teeth

on Jim Dear's slippers,

and now there she is, a full-grown lady.

Wearin' the greatest honour man can bestow.

The badge of faith and respectability.

That's right, Miss Lady.

As my grandpappy, Old Reliable, used to say...

I don't recollect if I've ever mentioned Old Reliable before.

Aye, you have, laddie.

Oh, yeah.

It's Jim Dear.

Please excuse me.

Hello, there, Lady.

Come on, beat you home.

You win again.

Steady, now.

Steady.

Well, what have we here?

Big girl now, huh?

All right.

Ladies first.

You know, darling, with Lady here,

I'd say life is quite complete.

Yes, dear.

I don't imagine anything could ever take her place in our hearts.

What a day!

Well, now to dig up some breakfast.

Cute little rascals.

Now. That breakfast, let's see.

Bernie's?

No. Francois...

No, no.

Nope. Too much starch.

Tony's. Oh, that's it.

I haven't been there in a week.

A beautiful day to make pizza

Hey, still we call it bella notte

Well, buon giorno, Butch.

You want-a your breakfast?

OK. The boss, he's a-saving some a-nice bones for you.

Breakfast comin' up from a-left field.

Good catch!

Whoa, boy, whoa.

Hey.

Blimey.

Look, Peg, it's the tramp.

Hiya, handsome. Come to join the party?

All right, all right. No time for wisecracks.

I've got to get you out.

I'm telling you, the pressure's really on. Signs all over town.

- Gee, thanks. - You're a bit of all right, chum.

- OK, OK, get going. - Hey! What's going on over there?

Scram. And be careful.

Why, you mangy mutt.

Hey. Let go. Let go of me.

Well. Snob hill!

Hi, gals. How's pickings?

Pretty slim?

Yeah. I'll bet they've got a lid on every trash can.

And a fence around every tree.

I wonder what the leash and collar set does for excitement.

Lassie. Lassie!

Miss Lady, ma'am.

Miss Lady!

Good morning, lassie.

'Tis a bonnie, braw, bright day...

...day.

Why, Miss Lady.

Is something wrong?

Aye. Tell us, lassie.

- If somebody's been mistreatin' ya... - No, Jock.

It's something I've done, I guess.

You?

It must be.