Beverly Hills Chihuahua Page #3

Go! Go!

- Hold up a second.

- Uh...

What's that sound?

Hmm. Hold your breath.

- What did you do that for?

- El Diablo's got your scent.

Of course he does. It's Chanel No. 5.

- Congratulations.

- Now I've lost another bootie...

- and I stink.

- I don't smell anything.

Are you kidding? I smell like a wet dog.

You are a wet dog.

- Look... seorita...

- Ashe.

Ashe. I'm sorry.

We're already trying to stop the fights.

And we don't have time to look

for every lost dog in Mexico.

This is not just any dog.

This is my Aunt Viv's dog.

Chloe means everything to her.

I'll tell you what.

Go back to your hotel, download

that photo you were telling me about

and I will see what I can do.

- Gracias.

- You're welcome!

- Hi, Aunt Viv.

- Ciao, Rachel.

Yes, Capri's fantastic.

I was trying the house earlier.

I was worried because nobody was there.

Yeah, we went out for Mexican.

Could I talk to her just a second?

Um... I'll put her on.

Hi, baby! How's my little baby?

I miss you, too! I miss you, too!

OK, here you are,

Your Highness. Carthay Hotel.

I feel like I'm home already!

- Thank you, Delgado. Thank you!

- All in a day's work.

But... maybe you should wait out here.

- Yeah, whatever.

- I don't mean it like it sounds,

but they can be a little particular

about the dogs they let in.

Knock yourself out.

We'll be eating gourmet food in no time.

- Bienvenidos al Hotel Carthay.

- Thank you.

Excuse me. Would you be so kind

as to look at my collar?

You'll find my owner's

name and number.

Tshh! Get out!

Hello! Ew!

It touched me!

Get this mutt out of here.

- Mutt? How dare you!

- Edgar!

I've been a preferred customer

at this hotel for years!

Don't you dare!

- I'm sorry.

- You are making a big mistake. Huge.

Really!

Oh, no.

I'm...

I'm... hideous.

What's taking her so long?

Hmm. Figures.

What did I expect...

de una princesa?

Delgado, it was so humiliating.

You won't believe...

Delgado?

Delgado.

Excuse me. I'm here to see

Detective Ramirez.

Detective Ramirez is already with someone,

seorita. Five minutes, please.

Psst. Don't look now,

Hannah Montana, three o'clock.

What are you doing here?

I mean, qu are you doing here?

Isn't it obvious? To find Chloe.

Angela told me everything.

Why did you pretend

you couldn't speak English?

I didn't. You just assumed.

Thought you'd let me go along

and make a fool of myself?

Didn't need any help with that.

What makes you think

I need help from a gardener?

Oh, no, she didn't.

It's not that I have a

problem with that word, but,

actually, I am a landscaper.

And I'm not here for you.

I'm here for Vivian,

because she's like family to me.

I e-mailed a description

of the dog's collar to all our stations.

Chloe's collar. It's worth a fortune.

You're welcome.

Maybe a picture of the collar

might be even more helpful.

Yeah, a lot. Gracias.

So what should we do now?

We? Nothing.

You go back to

your hotel and wait. Please.

He's right. There's nothing you can do.

What? We're Mexi-can, not Mexi-can't!

I'm not going to stop looking.

He only cares about the collar.

I need the dog.

I'm with her, amigo.

My Chloe's in trouble.

Hey! Papi! Hey!

- Come on, fool. Let's go!

- Papi, where're you going?

I cannot believe Chloe's missing this.

Sebastian! Thank you.

Going to be on the cover

of Purebred Monthly.

- Oh.

- Whoo hoo!

This party is off the leash!

Whoa! Party!

So Scooter.

- Come here, Birthday Dog.

- No, Whiskey.

No, that really isn't necessary.

OK. Thank you, thank you.

Ooh.

Hey, you guys don't think

Chloe's in trouble, do you?

Paa-lease. I bet Rachel whisked her

off to some faboo place.

If I know Chloe...

she's sitting under a palm tree

being waited on by some hunky husky.

Oh! Thank you!

I must be starving.

- Yeah. That's our churro.

- S, our churro.

Excuse me, but... I saw it first!

Better back off, muchachos.

Looks like we have

one of those Chihuahua warriors!

Now look, I've been dognapped,

lost my favorite cashmere sweater...

slept in a box and I'm starting another

in a series of bad hair days.

So don't... push me!

- Let's get out of here, man.

- Sorry... sorry.

That's what I thought. Ha!

It's time to pay the piper,

perra pequea.

- Where were we?

- Hang on, kid!

Still trying to be the hero!

I'll smell you out, Delgado.

The Aztec Empire's heart

was right here in Chapultepec Park.

Once used by the kings

as a royal retreat.

- Move it! Hurry up!

- I am!

- Come on! Two at a time!

- I have four-inch legs.

Come on. This way.

Not this way.

- Where to now?

- Now we're trapped.

- Now what?

- I'm thinking, I'm thinking.

Why did you abandon me?

I've already been abandoned once.

You left me, I didn't leave you!

I saw you in there

getting pampered, and eating...

The closest I came to food

was a used churro.

Come on, let's go.

- Where are we going?

- I'm taking you to Puerto Vallarta.

- Somebody there can help us.

- That on the way to Beverly Hills?

Over here. Jump in.

- Delgado?

- What?

Why is El Diablo after me?

Vasquez must have sent him.

Who's Vasquez?

He runs the dog fights and anything

else he can make a quick buck at.

The police have been after him

for years, but he's slippery.

How do you know all that?

Were you a criminal or something?

Or something. Get some sleep.

It's a long ride

and tomorrow's a big day.

What did El Diablo mean by,

"Still trying to be the hero?"

Never mind.

What the...

What's this? That's Chloe's bootie!

Hey, lady!

What? What is it?

Chloe's bootie. Good job.

She is near. I can feel it.

Hey, wait for me!

He said...

he saw a white Chihuahua

with a bunch of dogs run through here.

She was being carried

by a German Shepherd...

- German Shepherd carried my Chloe?

- Let's go!

I'm going to kick some tail. Papi style!

Yes?

Someone else

is looking for that dog.

There is a lot of money riding on

this Chihuahua, do you understand?

They cannot find her before we do.

- I'm on it.

- Good.

Come on, baby.

Come on, Diablo.

OK, this is us. We're here.

Shake your last bootie and let's go.

- What's your plan?

- OK, here's the deal.

Plant your paws here, keep your muzzle

shut, and wait for me to come back.

But... where are you going?

Delgado?

You're very withholding, you know that?

I guess this is my day at the spa.

Ahh.

Much better.

There she is.

Now, you remember the con, right?

I don't really have to eat you, do I?

Only swallow my legs.

OK, here we go. Easy on the teeth.

- Act scary.

- OK.

Help! Help, please help me!

- Help me, somebody! Help!

- You're choking me.

Keep your tongue to yourself.

Help me! Somebody, please!

This is just like Animal Planet.

What do I do?

Something! Anything! Help!

Shoo, lizard. Shoo, shoo.

Regurgitate that rat!

Ew.

Oh, my gosh. Are you all right? Hello?

Are you an angel? Am I dead?

No. And I'm not an angel.

And yet you're wearing a halo.

This? This is my collar

from Harry Winston.

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