All Dogs Go to Heaven 2 (1996)

Charlie Sheen: Charlie Barkin

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Quotes 

• Charlie : By the way, Carface, what did you trade Red for your collar?

  Carface : He wanted the bottom of my shoes, or something. Hehehe. I don't even wear shoes. Ah, stupid cat.

  Red : [from the hole which he went back to Hell through]  Stupid dog! It was your soul!

  [Demons rise up from the hole and pull Carface into the hole as the others look down] 

  Carface : Let me go! Red! This is not good! Red, no! Not the flames!

  Itchy : What do you know? And I thought all dogs go to Heaven.

• Charlie : It's hard to explain, Itch. This place is supposed to have everything but it doesn't. It's too... it's too...

  [singing] 

  Charlie : it's too heavenly here/It's too graceful and paradise-like/Much too narrow and much too nice like/Endlessly sunny and clear/It's too heavenly here/It's too blissfull to bear/Calm and quiet and much too mellow/

  [Knocks over a tray of halos which all go around Itchy] 

  Charlie : /All my brain cells have turned to jello/Every day feels like a year/

  [Someone pushes the halos off Itchy and drops both of them] 

  Charlie : It's too heavenly here.

  [Grabs a harp on the way down] 

  Charlie : I need some action/I need some juice/

  [Fires Itchy with the harp like a bow and arrow] 

  Charlie : A crazy kind of feeling of playing fast and loose/Some razzle dazzle and a little stress and strife/I gotta get some life in my life/But it's too heavenly here/There's no way you can be a sinner/Roll the dice/Everyone's a winner/It's so legit and sincere/It's too heavenly here/What good's a hustler/Without scam/I'm wasted talent/That's all that I am/This operator/Is at the wrong adress/Cause there's nothing to finagle/And no one to fineeeeeeeese

  Angel Choir : [while bathing them]  It's so heavenly here/Pure and perfect/Sublime and shining/Every cloud has a silver lining/Everyone's full of good cheer/It's so heavenly here.

  Charlie : [singing again]  They're all so saintly, I just can't relate/There's gotta be an exit/Through that pearly gate/

  [Throws his halo just missing Itchy] 

  Charlie : Behold the canine who's been cut down in his prime/

  [the halo comes back over his head] 

  Charlie : I may have done the crime/ But I can't do the time/Cause it's too heavenly here/All Hallelujas and Hosannas/It can drive anyone bananas/I'm going out of my head/This joint is deader than dead/I'll give you eight to three/It's too heavenly...

  Angel Choir : Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

  Charlie : To heaaaaaveeeeenly heeeeeeeere.

• Sasha : He's only 8 years old!

  Charlie : That's 56 in dog years.

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

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

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

  Sasha : Not remotely interested.

• Charlie : [singing]  Everybody's a winner. It's so legit and sincere. It's too heavenly here.

• Charlie : Is there a Mr. Sasha?

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

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

• Charlie : Why don't you ask him yourself?

  Sasha : Now that would be a miracle.

  Charlie : One miracle coming up.

  [disappears by taking off the collar and reappears in front of Sasha and kisses her, his miracle goes into her] 

  Sasha : Ugh! Of all the arrogant, presumptuous, egotistical mutts I've ever met!

  David : Ahh! Now you talk.

  [Sasha puts her paw over her mouth] 

  David : You must be an angel.

• Itchy : [Just arrived in heaven]  I can't believe it! I...

  [pauses] 

  Itchy : I'm not itchy.

  Charlie : That's funny. You look like him.

  Itchy : [laughing]  No, I mean for the first time in my life, I don't have to scratch!

  Charlie : Of course not, Itch. This is heaven. Fleas go to the other place.

• Charlie : [after the root beer falls through his mouth]  What?

  Itchy : [sees that his and Charlie's reflections are not there]  Charlie, look! We ain't - oh! We're ghosts!

  Charlie : Annabelle! OF ALL THE ROTTEN TRICKS!

• Charlie : [after arriving to Earth from Heaven]  Hey-lo! Double chili cheeseburger with onions and pickles!

• Charlie : So, is there a Mr. Sasha?

  Sasha : Nope and I'm not taking applications.

  Charlie : Okay. Okay but, if you were; what uh... what qualities would you be looking for?

  Sasha : Oh, I don't know.

  Charlie : Ah, of course you do.

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

  Charlie : I'd be good at that.

  Sasha : ...humility... compassion

  [Charlie accidently hits his head] 

  Sasha : and of course, style.

• Charlie : Come on Red, you can trust me.

  Red : This isn't about trust, a deal with me is binding.