Oliver & Company (1988)

Frank Welker: Carlo, Louie the Sausage Vendor, Animal Sounds

Quotes 

• Louie the Sausage Vendor : [Man Humming]  Hey, 'scusa me.

  [Oliver meows] 

  Louie the Sausage Vendor : Don't ya see I'm pushin' somethin' here? Thank you.

  [Oliver gasps, Louie Singing In Italian, Louie continues singing] 

  Louie the Sausage Vendor : Hey, come on, folks! Step right up! Get your hot dogs!

  [Oliver sniffing] 

  Louie the Sausage Vendor : The best hot dogs in New Yo-ork!

  [singing] 

  Louie the Sausage Vendor : Hey, it's a beautiful day, eh? Come on, folks! Step right up!

  [Whistling, Oliver sniffing] 

  Louie the Sausage Vendor : Hey. Go on. Get outta here. Shoo! Get outta here. Go on, kitty. Get your sausages. All right, let's go, folks. Step right up. I got the hottest dogs in the Big Apple!

• Dodger : Ooh, you sure picked the wrong guy to get hot dogs from, kid.

  Oliver : Get away from me!

  Dodger : Whoa! Chill out, man. I don't eat cats. It's too much fur. I've been watching you, and I think you're in serious need of some professional guidance. Now, what do ya say we team up and change old Louie's mind... about sharing those hot dogs?

  Oliver : I'm not goin' back there again.

  Dodger : Hey. It'd be a snap, kid. I'm an expert at these things. All you gotta do is learn some moves.

  Oliver : Moves?

  Dodger : You know. Tempo. Ooo-cha-ba. A rhythm. This city's got a beat. You gotta hook into it. And once you got the beat, you can do anything.

  Oliver : I can?

  Dodger : Absitively posolutely. The man you see before you is affectionately known as Old Louie.

  [cut to Louie the Sausage Vendor, he's very busy making Hot-Dogs, with his dirty look] 

  Dodger : A well-known enemy of the four-legged world. Our mission, cat, is to liberate those all-beef Kosher Franks, and hightail it outta here. Startin' to feel that rhythm?

  Oliver : Well, uh...

  [a Jackhammer pounds the pavement] 

  Oliver : Yeah! Yeah! I do feel it! When are we gonna get those hot dogs?

  Dodger : Right... now.

  [Barking] 

  Louie the Sausage Vendor : Hey! Dog!

  [Gasps] 

  Louie the Sausage Vendor : Hey! Get outta here! Hey!

  [Dodger stealing all sausages] 

  Louie the Sausage Vendor : Hey! Hey. Get outta there! I'll get you!

  [Oliver jumps on the mustard bottle at Louie] 

  Louie the Sausage Vendor : Get outta here!

  [Oliver escapes going to the New York's Construction Area]