He wakes up in his bed screaming, and then starts to cry. Fievel: Run! Tiger: Oh, you know, this park is a lot nicer during the day. Madame Mousey: Owww! (looks up as he hears rattling) Huh? New York World! Suddenly, you're out of food, out of luck and out of business. Bootlick, Slug, and Other Cats: Uh-huh. Tiger: I believe you, Tony, with all my heart. Sweet dreams. Tony sniffs]. Only Twitch: Don't get cocky with us, Madame. (points to Fievel heart) In here.
Male Manhattan Mouse #2: That---That's true. Cat #1: What's the problem, old mouse?

Tanya gets to her desk and slaps Fievel's paw as she sees him about to touch the papers, which she starts to organize. In the distance, another lady Manhattan Mouse is calling for her son], [There is chattering as different mice are gathered around listening to the mayor]. Then I want you should take Fievel to work with you. (walks up to Reed, as he's trying to let the story sink in) Arms and legs twisted right off! Fievel: You did. [Nellie, Fievel, Tony, and Tiger get together for a paw stack]. Nellie Brie: (as she helps Fievel up) You were about to explain yourself.

Missing something! I mean, dogs and us, we just don't---. Fievel inspects the hole and imagines a growling monster popping up. You know, a hint. (shouts) That's French! Where's that new assistant? Reminds me of my field correspondent days during the Civil War. Reed Daley: Yep. You will be the latest victims of the Manhattan monster. - (EXCLAIMS) Come on, Fievel. Trivia . Stay out. [Fievel and Tanya enter] State your destination. (sighs happily) Isn't he something? Attention, students Tony: Me? You got me all wrong. Now, I'm gonna finish this the old-fashioned way. An American Tail: The Mystery of the Night Monster Is A 2000 Film. [Inside the newspaper office, Madame Mousey, Twitch, Bootlick, and Slug stand before Nellie, Reed, and Tanya with the monster], Madame Mousey: I would not say mad.

Mousey is heading in their direction, but she stops to look at herself in the mirror, and the mice she has captured, start to complain]. Mayor: Quiet, please. Our customers love Italian food. Heh! Nellie Brie: Well, now, what was it you wanted to ask me? (grunts as Fievel and Nellie help him up) What do you say we go the rest of the way on foot? The guards are gone!

Nellie Brie: Uh, pardon my asking, uh, but what are you, exactly? (gives Yasha to Papa) Here, Papa. Get off my lawn! You need to know what's up, I'm your guy. [A red monster with horns and yellow wings pops out of the ground. She then turns and smiles at Mama, Papa, Tanya, Tony, and Tiger ], [Mama, Papa, Tanya, Tony, and Tiger share a group hug and the scene scans across the beach].
Yeah. Daily Nibbler. Oh, no. The Monster opens its mouth, revealing a mousetrap which snaps and Fievel is terrified as he's whimpering and the Monster sees how good he would taste. Cat #2: (with a chuckle) Yeah. Remember what Tanya said? Go to cannery, go to farm, ", Papa: You mean "babble" and "balderdash.". I'm okay! Female Daily Nibbler Employee #1: Good night. Tiger: But---(chuckles) I'm a cat. Tony: Honest!

it presented a demand in Arizona... [A mechanical monster is shown in the dark and starts the song "Creature de la Nuit"], Madame Mousey: I'm the creature de la nuit, And nowhere in the world is there a dog more smart than me, Madame Mousey: Now we're on our way to easy street, Madame Mousey: C'est moi who rules the street, Madame Mousey:But deep in my heart, I remain. (Fievel gets in the car and he's a little nervous) Uh, am I going to enjoy this? Hello, leaves. Tanya: Oh, I can't believe I overslept! She's off digging up dirt on politicians and potholes. Nellie Brie: And for a small fee, N'est pas? And remember, you and that cat still have to deliver the papers starting at dawn. What if the monster's...really there? Such talk. (falls against the filing cabinets).

Change of plans. - Neighthan! The Web's largest and most comprehensive scripts resource. [Fievel is whimpering and Mama gives her husband a stern look]. Chew me to bits. Madame Mousey: 150, 175, 76, 81, 92---(inside the caravan, Mousey is counting up the last of her money) One hundred and ninety-five! Ladies and gents, consider this paper put to bed. And have I got news for you! In the meantime, Nellie, go get me that story! I-I mean, what kind of animal are you? But don't worry. She's amazing! who lives here. Madame Mousey: And, what of you, mes amis? Tanya: No, Mama. [The mayor is stammering and Tanya is racing ahead and Fievel is trying to catch up]. Tony: Me, I'm gonna go find Tiger...and tell him I'm a reporter. Papa: You bet, "whoo." Tanya: Oh, no, Mr. Daley.

Hey! Get your paper. Then, opportunity knocked. It's the fact you got brains the size of a walnut! ", [Nellie takes off her jacket and hangs it on a nearby hook and she chuckles]. [A male mouse employee races by with a copy], Male Daily Nibbler Employee: Hey, copy---, [There is clattering as the car bumps and hisses, meaning it came to a stop and another attendant he lets Tanya out of the car, and she looks around the office. Ohh! Tony: No, I mean it really smells! (realizes he needs to go in the other direction) Ooh. - Mine! A short, squat newsboy is handing out newspapers]. [flashback of the day her owner moved out and she makes a sweet escape]. Take your favorite fandoms with you and never miss a beat. Nellie Brie: And I'd take it. You see, I have thought of every... [Fievel electrocutes Madame Mousey as she is screaming and Reed, Nellie, Tanya, Twitch, Bootlick, and Slug can't believe it], [Twitch, Bootlick, and Slug go after Fievel. (SCREAMING)