[The sun has set on the island. The full moon is almost at the zenith. Kitties are dancing in the ballroom, listening to tributes in the main chamber, or eating, dancing, or socializing outside. Rebecca asks for their attention.]

Gud eevnin agin, kitteez. I hopez yoo haz awl had sumfing to eet an injoyed dis locashun, as well as heard the tribyootz. Dere iz still a liddle time to add namez to da list fur da final callin an tribyootz kan still be given.. Dis haz bin a bittersweet time, wif three kitteez makin dereown jerneez to Brij durin da Jellicle Ball itzself.

If yoo wud awl gather owtside, it iz time fur da tradishunal singin uv Cat Anjil.

[The kitties all make their way outside. The hula dancing kitties are on the outside dance floor wearing their traditional outfits, ready for their special performance. The musicians start playing, the dancers start their graceful performance, and all present sing...]

Dat faytul day, da call was herd
Dat tu da Bridj yewd go
I drew yew bak ana we wer sayf
Bud den I let yew go -oh-oh.

Cat Anjil, kin yew heer mee?
Cat Anjil, kin yew see mee?
Ar yew sumware up abuv,
Anna am I stil yewr own tru luff?

I noe yew tried tu stay fur me
Ana gif me wun moor purr
A smurgle warm ana heddbutt tuu
Ana grummin uv da fur

Cat Anjil, kin yew heer mee?
Cat Anjil, kin yew see mee?
Ar yew sumware up abuv,
Ana am I stil yewr own tru luff?

Yew wer sick ana tired tuu,
I cudnt mayk yew stay
I'll nefer smuv yewr fur agin
Yewr atta da Bridj tuday

Cat Anjil, kin yew heer mee?
Cat Anjil, kin yew see mee?
Ar yew sumware up abuv,
Ana am I stil yewr own tru luff?

Cat Anjil, ansur mee pleeze....

[The hula dancing kitties pause at this point, looking up to the sky with uplifted paws. All kitties look up into the clear, cloudless sky. The full moon seems to cast it's light across a haze, then the haze seems to solidify a bit -- it is the Rainbow Bridge! Faint voices come from the sky...]

Deerhartz, we kin heer yew
Deerhartz, we kin see yewww
We ar weighting up abuv
Ana we ar still yewr own tru luvz.

[Kitties see old friends looking down at them from the Bridge. They call their names and wave, feeling both happy and sad.]