Fievel: Hi Ma'am.
Mrs. Brisby: Hello.
Fievel: My name's Fievel Mousekewitz.
Mrs. Brisby: I'm Mrs. Brisby.
Fievel: Um... Mrs. Brisby, Can i try on your amulet please?
Mrs. Brisby: Why certainly, may I try on your hat?
Fievel: Mmm-hmm. (He wears Mrs. Brisby's amulet, and Mrs. Brisby wears his hat)
Cat R. Waul: Gentlemen, Today is the day we get what we want, (showing the picture of a dead mouse between a bun.) Mouse-Burgers!
Cat Gangsters: Mouse-Burgers!
Cat R. Waul: Let me hear it again!
Cat Gangsters: MOUSE-BURGERS!
Cat R. Waul: LET THE SALIVA FLOW!
'Cat Gangsters:" MOUSE-BURGERS!!!
Cat R. Waul: And we are going to do it... With THIS! (revealing a giant mousetrap.)
Cat R. Waul: Jolly good. Now pay attention. Cats and gentle mice, lend me your ears. It is my distinguished pleasure to invite all of you... to share our dinner... triumph! To share our triumph! Today we herald in a momentous... new feast... ival. "Feastival..." festival. To mark this brilliant and illustrious snack occasion, I will, with these golden scissors, hereby cut the red... ribbon.
Fievel: I tried to warn my family, but it's no use, Cat R. Waul is taking over, He kidnapped Tanya and Yasha, turned my Mama and Papa into Mouse-Burgers and open a saloon. Now I'm too late. The cats made an orphan and all alone.
Mrs. Brisby: Oh that's to bad, but don't worry, I'll be your mother now, and I'm gotta adopt you as a new member of my family.
Fievel: You think so?
Mrs. Brisby: I know so.
Mrs. Brisby: (to Fievel, who is sitting on her back) Your sisters are alright, and they're out there.