Steve Zahn: Monty

Stuart Little

Monty

Monty, the Mouth: Aren't you gonna' run?
Stuart Little: Why?
Monty, the Mouth: 'cause you're a mouse.
Stuart Little: I'm not just a mouse. I'm a member of this family.
Monty, the Mouth: A mouse with a pet cat?
[rolls over and laughs out loud, repeating that line over again]
Stuart Little: I guess that is pretty funny.
Monty, the Mouth: Pretty funny? I'm gonna wet my fur! A MOUSE WITH A PET CAT!
[laughs hard more, and looks down at Snowbell, who is embarrassed]
Monty, the Mouth: Your new little master? Wait 'til the boys hear all about this!
Snowbell: Ah, the humiliation!
[to Stuart]
Snowbell: I'm going to kill you!

Smokey: [pushes the branch Stuart's on down] Here you go, boys! Dinner's served!
Monty, the Mouth: Alright, Smokey! Way to go!
Stuart Little: Oh dear!
Lucky: Look, it's mouse on a stick! I love mouse on a stick!
Monty, the Mouth: A little further! Keep him comin'! Keep him comin'! Alright I can almost reach him! Keep him coming! I got him, he's mine!
[Snowbell snaps the branch]
Monty, the Mouth: What the? Hey, the branch is the gonna!
Snowbell: Well, what have we got here?
Monty, the Mouth: Snow, don't come out here, the branch is breaking!
Snowbell: Stuart, are you alright?
Stuart Little: Yeah, yeah. I'm okay.
Snowbell: Just hang on, I'll take it from here!
Monty, the Mouth: Huh? Take what?
[Snowbell pushes the branch Monty's on with Red and Lucky on further]
Monty, the Mouth: Hey, c'mon Snow! You wouldn't do this to me? I'm not your old buddy?
Snowbell: Don't worry, buddy! I'm sure you'll land...
[he pushes the branch further]
Monty, the Mouth: No, no Snow! What're you doing?
Snowbell: On your feet!
[the branch snaps sending Red, Lucky and Monty into the water, all three cats screaming and splash in the water]

Monty, the Mouth: You know, I'm not picky as long as it ain't meat loaf. That stuff gives me gas, something awful.
Snowbell: I'm sorry, it's meat loaf.
Monty, the Mouth: Oh well, beggars can't be choosers. Load me up and light a match!
Snowbell: [Monty tries to go into the kitchen, but Snowbell tries stopping him, so he won't see Stuart and possibly humiliate him] No, Monty. Stop. You don't wonna do that.
Monty, the Mouth: Why? I eat from garbage cans, drink from public toilets. Like a little gas is gonna bother me.
[he walks through the cat door to the kitchen]
Snowbell: No, wait. Don't!

Monty, the Mouth: [while Stuart is hugging Snowball] Snow, what's he doing to your leg? I can't help to think that this is wrong.
Smokey: What the hell's going on here?
Snowbell: Urrrrm... Listen, Smokey... I want to quit this whole thing off... okay?
Smokey: Too late!