The Fox and the Hound 2

2006 American direct-to-video animated film produced by DisneyToon Studios

The Fox and the Hound 2 is a 2006 direct-to-video followup to the 1981 Disney animated film The Fox and the Hound. The story takes place during the youth of Tod and Copper, in which Copper is tempted to join a band of singing stray dogs.

Directed by Jim Kammerud. Sceenplay by Roger S. H. Schulman.


  • (seeing Copper caught on top of a fence) Ha-ha-ha! We chasing crickets, or are we just hanging out?
  • (to Dixie, about Copper) And you know what? He wouldn't even be in that dumb old band if I hadn't lied for him.
  • Hey look, someone is going! Rally car (laugh) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! He was there Colin McRae.
  • see DiRT! (laugh) ha-ha-heeeeeeeehhhhhhhhh!

Amos SladeEdit

  • (commenting on Copper's howl) I must be going deaf. I said howl!
  • (when Copper goes off the trail) (groans) Pup's as useful as a milk bucket under a bull.
  • (to Copper) You can forget the fair. You couldn't find a rabbit at a petting zoo on Easter Sunday.
  • (seeing Copper with the Singing Strays) Copper?! Hey! Th-th-that's my dog!

Lyle SnodgrassEdit

  • Oh, I can tell right now, this is gonna be the worst show of all time! It's gonna be the worst! (goes through curtain, sticks his head back in) OK, let's have fun out there!


  • (looks interested) Oh, Dixie, you ain't mad over little joshing, are you?
  • Well, (laughing) I remember when I first met her.
  • Nope. Dixie ain't around neither.
  • Hey, Dixie!
  • Welcome to the band kid.
  • Come on kid. Sing with us!


  • Yeah! You have a lousy way showing it.
  • The nerve of that Cash! Where's he get off firing me?
  • Mangy mutt.
  • Blow it at your ear.
  • You see Tod, relationships and show business they just don't mix.
  • Psst! Little darling. Come on in. Dixie wants to talk to you.


(discussing a cricket)
Copper: There you are, Tod.
Tod: Shh. I found one.
(peering through grass)
Copper: No way! Look at the size of that thing.
Tod: Sure is ugly.
Tod: Hey Cooper?
Copper: What!
Tod: Look rally car (laughs) He-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Copper: It's a monster!
Tod: I can smell its evil breath from here. (sniffs)
Copper: No, uh, that's me. I had socks for lunch.
Tod: Ugh!
Tod & Copper: (laughs) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Widow Tweed: (chuckles) You're going to lose your head one of these days, Amos Slade.
Amos Slade: It's my head, woman!

Copper:Oh, Cash, I don't ever want to see Todd or Chief again.
Cash:Well, of course, you don't. It's just us hound dudes from here on in.

Widow Tweed: Amos Slade, I told you to keep your beast away from my Tod! That mangy hound of yours just cost me a bucket of milk!
Amos Slade: (dragging himself out of the pigpen) Your fox was after my chickens, Tweed! What do I care about your milk?
Widow Tweed: Well, as long as you're wasting my milk, you may as well have some pie to go along with it.
(Copper, Tod and Chief cringe at what's about to happen)
Amos Slade: What the dickens are you...
(Widow Tweed throws the pie in his face; Tod comes back to Tweed while Amos looks angrily at Copper)
Amos Slade: Bad dog, Copper! You are a very bad dog!
(Copper whimpers sadly)

Copper: (hearing the Singin' Strays rehearsing) There's that sound again. Sounds pretty good.
Tod: Sounds like somebody got their tail stuck in a door.

Cash: (describing Dixie under his breath) Voice like an angel...with looks to match.
Granny Rose: Oh, please.

Dixie: (after getting whacked by a loose floorboard) Darn this one-horse, two-bit, free-timing fair!
Cash: Now, Dixie, it ain't like it smacked your singing. Can we get back to rehearsing, please?
Dixie: I refuse to work under these conditions.
Granny Rose: Uh-oh. Here we go.
Cash: Well, I'll tell you what, Dixie. You rehearse, and afterwards I'll give that piece of wood a good ol' talking-to.
Floyd: I got two bones on Dixie.
Waylon: I'll cover that.
Dixie: It just so happens I am a professional, and my standards...
Cash: Oh, now Dixie, darling, you put on that same old record every day. Ain't it just about wore out by now?
Dixie: You have some nerve talking to me that way, Cash. If your ear were any more tin, they could can beans with it.
Cash: Well, you listen to me, Miss Fancy Tail. In a couple of days, we will be in front of that talent scout from the Grand Old Opry.
Dixie: I get possibly maimed for life, and all you can talk about is the Grand Old Opry?
Cash: Oh, now, Dixie...
Dixie: I'll be in my trailer.
Cash: Darling, we got a show to do. You can't just walk...
(Dixie left)
Cash: ...away.

Dixie: Just what do you think you're doing?
Cash: A little audience participation. And that kid wowed em!
Dixie: Kid? What kid?
Copper: Bye, Mr. Cash.
Cash: (laughs) That kid.
Granny Rose: Little critter was heaven-sent.
Dixie: That sang my lead?
Cash: Oh, no. He didn't just sing it. He sang it.
Dixie: You don't mean to tell me that that wet-behind-the-ears puppy could ever take my place in a band.
Cash: I didn't say that. Although he does have that refreshing, blooming youth about him.
Dixie: (taking this as a comment about her appearance) (gasps) Just what exactly are you saying?
Cash: Well what do you think I'm saying?
Dixie: You'd better not be saying what I think you're saying.
Cash: I think you know what I think I'm saying.
Dixie: I think you'd better know that what you're saying isn't what I think you're saying.
Cash: Why do you always...
Dixie: Only 'cause you never...
Cash: What if I said to you...
Dixie: You know what I say?
Cash: Ooh! You know, this is just like the time when you...
Dixie: (stammering) You'd better not bring that up.
Cash: Hmph! Well, I think we've both been perfectly clear.
Dixie: Ooh, perfectly. I quit!
Cash: Huh?

[Cash is trying to apologize to Dixie after she quit]
Cash: Oh, Dixie, you ain't mad over a little joshing are ya? I was only teasing you. You know how I feel about you.
Dixie: Yeah, you have a lousy way of showing it! [slams the bus door]
Cash: I am trying to kiss and make up here. Now, won't you please accept my apology?
Dixie: Blow it out your ear! [slams the bus door again]
Cash: Alright, you diva dog, but I'm in charge of this band, and ain't no one's indispensable!
Dixie: You're in charge? [laughs] Which one of us is in the driver's seat?
Cash: Now, listen, you-- ! [Dixie slams the bus door on Cash's nose and mouth] Now you've got me riled.

Dixie: Ok!
Cash: Hey, Dixie.
Dixie: You come crawling back.
Cash: Oh, uh, by the way, you can't quit, you're fired.
Dixie: Oh! What?! You can't fire me! I already quit! Cash, you get back-- [the door slams on her nose and mouth; just like Cash earlier] Now you've got me riled.

Olivia Farmer: Hi, there.
Winchell P. Bickerstaff: (laughing) Well, who are you?
Olivia Farmer: Olivia Farmer, designated chaperone to Winchell P. Bickerstaff, talent scout from the Grand Old Opry. That's you.
Winchell P. Bickerstaff: Ahem. Chaperone, huh?
Olivia Farmer: I'm working to get my community service merit badge.
Winchell P. Bickerstaff: Well, that's quite admirable, little lady.
Olivia Farmer: Then I'll have more than Sally Ann Merrybaum. (angrily) Thinks she's so great.

Olivia Farmer: Wasn't he amazing, the way he ate fire, Mr. Bickerstaff? (looking up at his face, which is out of view of the camera) Maybe you shouldn't have stood so close.
Winchell P. Bickerstaff: (coughs as his face is singed) Now you tell me.

Zelda: Honey, I don't blame you for feeling hurt.
Dixie: Hurt? What do you mean by that? You think Cash could hurt me?
(Zelda gives Dixie a skeptical look)

Dixie: Well, there's more than one way to skin a cat.
(Zelda clears her throat)
Dixie: Uh, no offense.

Dixie: Well, there you go, Cash. You just got what you always wanted.
Cash: Well maybe I had it all along.
Dixie: (eyes widen) Well, what are you saying?
Cash: Well, what do you think I'm saying?
Dixie: Well, you'd better be saying what I think you're saying.
Cash: Well, I think you know what I'm saying is what you think I'm saying.
Dixie: Well, I thought you'd never ask.


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