Often an Orphan
1949
(Porky doubts Charlie is a Labrador retriever) Charlie Dog: If you doubt my word, get me a labrador and I'll retrieve it for you. That sounds fair, doesn't it? Porky: A labrador? Why, sure, I, I... Charlie Dog: Have ya got a labrador? Porky: N-no. Charlie Dog: Know where ya can get a labrador? Porky: N-no. Charlie Dog: Then shut up!
Charlie Dog: All my life, I've dreamed the day I could live in the country. I'm not strong! I need lots of fresh air, and milk, and cream... (Coughs) and fresh leafy vegetables! (Sobs) Porky: B-but I - Charlie Dog: Good, clean, wholesome farm living! (Sobs) Porky: B-but I - Charlie Dog: And now - (Sniffs) Now that I got a chance to regain my health... and you want to send me back to the city! Charlie Dog: THE CITY. I can see it all now. It's high towers, cold, tall, ominous, closin' down on ya, from every side till ya can't breathe! Closer! Closer! (Begins to choke) Can't breathe... Charlie Dog: The traffic! Ya can't think! BEE-BEEP! BEE-BEEP! Watch out for that truck! HONK HONK! Look out for that taxi! BOING! BEE-BEEP! AWOOGAH! HONK HONK, BEE-BEEP, oh... ! Charlie Dog: Hark, what's that? Look, it's the towers! THEY'RE FALLING! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! (collapses onto ground)