Man, this better be one stupid cat. Audio, go! (Audio - mooooo), She's supposed to be a cat. Put it on cat. Maybe the cat likes a cow. Who goes there? You're a cat! You're a cat! You're a cat! I mean, I'm a cat. - Meow. - Yeah, right. Shoo. Go on, get away from here. My owner does not give scraps to common strays. Oommon strays? All right, you asked for it. - Get the collar! - Gee, that's a nice collar you got on. - Mind if I have a look? - No! Oome no closer! I must not be so near a creature of the outdoor woods. - Away with your filth! - My filth? - My filth?! - Oh, jeepers, here we go. OK, that's it. I am sick and tired of everybody taking one look at me and running away 'cause they think I'm filthy. Well, I got news for you. I didn't get all primped and preened to have some over-fed, pompous puffball tell me he's too good for me. I got makeup on my butt, dude! And you don't even wanna know about the cork! Stop! No one has ever spoken to me like that! It is bold. I like it. Well, believe me, there's more where that came from... ...puffball. - All right, team, let's boogie. You are strong. Your essence is overpowering. - What? What do you mean by that? - It is your eyes. - My eyes. - They are luminous. Luminous? Dang, Tiger and Stella, my 2st favorite DreamWorks couple, note - Spirit and Rain are 1st,