[Scamp confronts Annette in the exact same alley the Tramp confronted him.]
Scamp: Hey tiger, what's wrong?
Annette: [sniffling] I don't want to go to the vet.
Scamp: is it because of your surgery?
Annette: Yes.
Scamp: Come here, sweetheart.
[Annette runs toward Scamp and nuzzels his chest. Scamp can feel her fearful tears streaming down him. He then wraps his paw around her to calm her down.]
Scamp: shhhh shhhh, it's okay Annette, ot's okay.