All Dogs Go to Heaven 2

Charlie:
Hi, I'm Charlie. And, you are?

Sasha:
Not remotely interested.

Sasha:
He's only 8 years old!

Charlie:
That's 56 in dog years.

Itchy:
I'm so hungry, I could eat a shoe.

Sasha:
Fine! Don't listen to me. Listen to your guardian angel.

Charlie:
David, Cannery Square sounds like a great plan to me.

Charlie:
Is there a Mr. Sasha?

Sasha:
No. And I'm not taking applications.

Charlie:
We're talking the streets of Frisco here, not Mount Happy-Go-Lucky.

Charlie:
So, is there a mister Sasha?

Sasha:
Nope. And I'm not taking applications.

Charlie:
Okay. Okay. But if you were, what, umm...what qualities would you be looking for?

Sasha:
Oh, I don't know.

Charlie:
Aah, of course you do.

Sasha:
Hmm. Well, loyalty, strength, breeding...

Charlie:
I'd be good at that.

Sasha:
Humility. [pause] Compassion...

(Charlie walks headfirst into an I-beam and falls to the ground)

Sasha:
And of course, style.

Sasha:
[during a hair-raising moped ride with Charlie at the controls] Aren't guardian angels supposed to protect people?!

Charlie:
Hey, it's my first day on the job.

[Carface and Red are playing Go Fish]

Carface:
Hey, you got any sixes.

Red:
[Red's cards are all sixes] Go Fish!

Sasha:
Now, tell me the truth, Charlie Barkin: why did you really come back? And don't you con me.

Charlie:
Actually, I kind of like the idea of being Mr. Sasha.

Red:
Gabriel's Horn is finally mine

[Red runs up a flight of stairs taking no notice of virtually anything]

Carface:
[spotting Charlie and David fle] Boss they're fleeing

Red:
Let them. I got what I came for

Annabelle:
Maybe you can do something besides making a nuisance of yourself.

Annabelle:
" [angry over hearing that Charlie has been selfish to itchy during the song of it's too heavily here] Charlie you are the selfish torturing mutt I ever have to know.

Annabelle:
" [makes a camo appearance watching herself in a heaven tub] do do do do do do do do do do!

Annabelle:
" well why don't I make you a pie to feel better Charlie? I call it Heaven pie.

Charlie:
[complaining about Gabriel's Horn] Of course it couldn't be Gabriel's Flute or Gabriel's Kazoo, nooo.

Charlie:
" itchy, keep up the pace. We are trying to find Gabrielle's horn.

Charlie:
" [accidentally crashes into Sasha] oh! Terribly sorry madam! [Runs away from her]

Charlie:
" would you like to steal some food from a garbage dump or a garbage grump?

Itchy:
Short legs! there just short! (running after Charlie) Charlie!

Itchy:
" [shrugs at David noticing that he is just a boy not a dog] you're supposed to be a dog.

Itchy:
" oh look! Food for you Charlie! [Grabs a carton with milk] it will look better when you taste it. [Drinks the milk] yuck!