Lady and the Tramp1955

Lady:
But when she put that horrible muzzle on me...

Tramp:
Oh, say no more. I get the whole picture. Aunts, cats, muzzles. Well, that's what comes of tying yourself down to one family.

Lady:
Haven't you a family?

Tramp:
One for every day of the week. The point is, none of them have me.

Lady:
I'm afraid I don't understand.

Tramp:
It's simple. You see... Hey! Something tells me it's supper-time. Come on. I'll show you what I mean. Now take the Schultzes here. Little Fritzie... That's me, Pige. Makes this his Monday home.

Lady:
Monday home?

Tramp:
[in German accent] Ach, ja! Mondays is Mama Schultz cooking der Wiener schnitzel. [normal voice] Delicious! [in Irish accent] Now, O'Briens here is where little Mike... Sure and that's me again, Pige. Comes of a Tuesday.

Lady:
"Of a Tuesday"?

Tramp:
Begorra and that's when they're after havin' that darlin' corn beef. [normal voice] You see, Pige, when you're footloose and collar-free... ah, you take nothing but the best.