Jenny: Turn left... right when you get to the big propeller. Oh, guys, I can't read this.
Franklin: (in Peter's voice) Don't worry, Jenny. We'll think of something.
Beaver: (in Jenny's voice) It says... No, that... No, that's not right. It's left.
Jenny: Oh, Georgette, where are we? (Georgette wheezing and the insect buzzing) I think we're lost. (Georgette yelping) Stick close, Georgette. It's creepy down here.
Fagin: He's late. I drew a perfectly good map. (watches ticking) Well, there was a few smudges on it, okay. I went outside the line with the green crayon... but not that much.
Rita: Oh, Dodge. (Fagin: A child could read that map.)
Dodger: Hey, Rita, they never laid a paw on me.
Babar: There they are.
Fagin: Ooh, wait. What if he comes and he's huge and mean?
Jenny: Excuse me, sir.
Fagin: (yelping) It's the F.B.I.! I didn't do it! I didn't do it! I was framed! Oh-ho-ho! Whaa... [Groans] [Wheezing] Listen, little girl, this is a tough neighborhood. (Tito sees Georgette again with his kissing sounds) You'd better go home.
Jenny: I can't. - I'm lost.
Fagin: Aw, gee. (Oliver peaks out of Fagin's pocket) Lost. (putting him back in) Well. I'd help you, but I'm kind of busy right now. What're you doin' down here anyway?
Jenny: I came to find my kitty.
Fagin: Your kitty?
Jenny: Somebody stole 'im.
Fagin: But-But, uh, are you sure? Maybe you made a m-m-mistake.
Jenny: No. (Dogs growling lowly) No, somebody stole him and sent me this note.
Sykes: (Exhales) Easy, boys.
Jenny: See? Now I'm lost. Look, I even brought this to get him back.
Fagin: Oh-ho-ho-ho-hoo! You brought a piggy bank.
Jenny: That's all I have.
Fagin: That's awful.
Jenny: I know. And what kind of a person would steal a poor, little kitty?
Fagin: But I... I mean, maybe he... Maybe he was up against the wall; at the end of his rope. (Jenny sobbing) He must have been a poor, desperate man.
Jenny: It's still wrong! I'm so scared. I don't know what to do. (Gasps) I don't know what to do.
Fagin: Neither do I!
(Fagin walk away with a bucket clanking)
(Fagin takes Oliver out of his pocket)
(Fagin groans, turns to Jenny walking and gasps quietly returning him to her but finding a place to hide and drops onto the ropes as Oliver meows)
Fagin: (Gasps) Hey! Guess what. I found a little, lost kitten. (Chuckling) I don't know; take a look. Maybe he's yours.
Jenny: Oliver! Oliver! Oh, my Oliver!
(Car engine starts)
Fagin: (Gasps) Sykes. Sykes! I was gonna... Yaaah! Hey! Hey, wait! What're you doing?
Jenny: (Sykes grabs her) Let go!
Franklin: (in Rodney Copperbottom's voice) Let go of her!
Fagin: No! No, wait! You can't do this!
Sykes: Keep your mouth shut. Consider our account closed.
Fagin: (Choking) Stop! Stop! Time out!
(Fagin shouting indistinctly)
Oliver: Wha... What happened?
Dodger: You okay, kid?
Oliver: Jenny... He took Jenny!
Dodger: Don't worry. We'll get her back.
Oliver: You... You will?
Dodger: Hey. "Absitively," kid.
Tito: Come on, man, let's go! Come on! Let's get 'im, man!
Dodger: All right... let's do it.
Babar: (in Woody's voice) All right, listen up. Franklin, Bear, Beaver, Snail, Goose, Fox, Rabbit, Skunk, Raccoon, Badger, Slyly, Leonard, you will go with the dogs. We will go with Fagin.
Leonard: (in Bagheera's voice) Why, don't just stand there. We've got to find Sykes.
Babar: (in Woody's voice) Okay. Let's move!
Fagin: Wait! Come back! Stay. Sit. Wa-Wait! (Engine cranking, sputtering) Come back!
Lord Rataxes: (in Baloo's voice) Oh, if anything happens to that little guy, I'll never forgive myself.