Puss in Boots: The Last Wish

Starlight, star bright,

first star I see tonight.

I wish I may, I wish I might

have this wish I wish tonight.

Once upon a time, a Wishing Star fell from the sky...

scorching the great woods black.

The Dark Forest was born,

the Wishing Star hidden at its center

filling it with new life

and the legend of a single wish locked away in the star

waiting to be granted.

Puss in Boots! Puss in Boots!

Puss in Boots! Puss in Boots!

Welcome to my fiesta!

Make yourselves at home, yeah!

Come on, eat.

Drink up.

Good to see you again.

Papa! He stepped on my face!

And we will never wash it again.

People of Cordova!

It's Del Mar!

People of Del Mar!

Accept this golden gift from Puss in Boots!

Play a song!

No, no, no. I couldn't.

Sing, Puss, sing!

Nah, I couldn't possibly...

My clothes!

My wig!

My portrait!

Oh! Hey, Governor!

One second.

The outlaw Puss in Boots!

Welcome! Mi casa es su casa.

No, su casa es mi casa.

Arrest these filthy peasants...

...and bring me the head of Puss in Boots!

Hey! This is a party! Where is the music?

Puss in Boots has never been touched by a blade.

But you?

Skin that cat!

Governor, lighten up.

Ha-ha!

Uh-oh.

Silly guards. Dog piles don't work on cats.

Holy frijoles.

You awoke the sleeping giant of Del Mar!

Giddyap!

Whee! I'm flying!

No! You are not flying! I will save you!

- Save me too! - If it's convenient!

You! Launch me.

Mmm.

And the rest of you, play double time!

Oh!

Spanish Splinter!

Gracias.

Fear me, if you dare!

Yee-ha!

Yeah!

Whoo-ha-ha!

Hey, giant!

Pray for mercy from...

Puss in Boots!

Hey, you wanna see something cool?

Yes!

Gracias, Del Mar!You have been great!

Get home safely! Good night!

Puss in Boots! Puss in Boots!

You are still here?

Okay, okay. One more number.

I call this one "The Legend Will Never Die."

Puss in Boots!

Puss.

Puss?

Puss in Boots?

Where-- Where am I?

Not to worry. You're in good hands.

My hands!

I am the village doctor.

I am also the village barber, veterinarian, dentist and witch-finder.

And in my professional opinion...

...you need a wash, a blow out and a little trim around the hindquarters.

- Uh... - That's my professional barber opinion.

But putting on my doctor's hat, I think we need to run a few tests.

All right. Reflexes.

Cat-like. Temperature.

Now lift your tail and relax.

Trust me. I run hot. Yep.

Then how about the latest in modern medical technology?

Leeches! To draw out the evil humors.

Suit yourself. More for me.

Uh, listen, Doctor.

Thanks for everything, but I am feeling great.

Strong, like a bull! You know?

Now, do you know a good place to get some gazpacho?

Please. This is serious.

What is it?

Puss in Boots, how do I say this?

You died.

Doctor, please.

Relax! I am Puss in Boots.

I laugh at death!

You see?

And anyway, I am a cat. I have nine lives.

And how many times have you died already?

Uh... I don't know. I never counted.

- I am not really a math guy, you know? - Gato!

Take it easy, Doctor. Let's see...

There was the running of the bulls in Pamplona.

Hola, señorita.

Do you like gazpacho?

Guess it's not your night, huh, fellas?

I am telling you, a cat always lands on his feet!

Watch!

No! Puss in Boots doesn't need a spotter.

Watch!

No need to pull into port. This will revolutionize travel.

Watch!

Uh, excuse me, does this have shellfish in it?

Yes, sir.

Meh!

Puss, I think you set the oven too high!

- I am a master of the baking. Watch! - Whoa!

And then there was the giant today.

So what is that? Like, uh, four?

That makes eight, Puss. You are down to your last life.

My prescription, no more adventures for you.

You need to retire.

Me? Retire?

Are you the village comedian as well?

Puss. Is there any safe place you can go?

Any special someone you can rely on in this moment of need?

I am Puss in Boots, loved by one and all.

Anyone in particular?

I mean, how could I possibly choose?

Mm-hmm. This is the address of Mama Luna.

She is a cat fancier, always on the lookout for a new lap-cat.

You will be safe there.

Lap-cat?

I am no lap-cat, Doctor.

I am Puss in Boots!

Not anymore.

Barber's orders. I mean, doctor's orders.

And remember, Puss.

Death comes for us all. Treat?

You really got to work on your bedside manner.

Ha! I am Puss in Boots! I am no one's lap-cat.

That doctor is a quack and a crazy man.

He should stick to cutting hair.

Last call, Señor Boots.

Another glass of cream. Make it your heaviest.

Oh! I keep the heavy stuff in the back.

Huh! Retire.

You are too good-looking to retire.

Well, well, if it isn't Puss in Boots himself.

In the flesh.

Uh, hey.

There's the famous hat.

The feather.

And of course, the boots.

My compliments to your cobbler.

Thanks. Good to meet you too.

Hey, I never do this, but can I get your autograph?

Been following you for a long time.

Sign right there.

Puss in Boots laughs in the face of death,

bounty hunter.

So I've heard.

You will find your reward does not come easily,

this I tell you.

Everyone thinks they'll be the one to defeat me,

but no one's escaped me yet.

All right, let's get it over with.

Fear me, if you dare...

Okay, no more messing around. Huh!

Slow. Sloppy. Sad.

Yow!

You're not living up to the legend, gato.

I just love the smell of fear.

What's the matter?

Lives flashing before your eyes?

Pick it up.

Pick... it... up.

I am no longer worthy.

I'm sorry.

We are gathered here today to say goodbye

to Puss in Boots.

There are no words to express such a loss.