Beverly Hills Chihuahua Page #4

- Is that in heaven?

- Well...

Sort of. Beverly Hills.

Ahh.

Beverly Hills.

You're a long way from home.

Perhaps I can be of assistance.

I am Manuel.

I work on a luxury cruise ship

as a porter...

tending to the discriminating needs

of refined, upscale dogs like yourself.

Really? Do you think you

could help me get home?

Well, you saved my life.

It's the very least I can do.

Delgado?

Delgado?

- Hey, Tomas.

- It's really you, cuz?

What happened? Where you been?

Nobody's seen you since...

You know, a while.

Look... I'm doing this

little security gig.

I'm taking a rich Chihuahua

back to Beverly Hills.

She's got a tag

on her collar.

So take her to a rescue shelter.

- They'll read it and call the owner.

- Not that simple.

Vasquez is looking for her,

he's got informants everywhere.

He's even got El Diablo after her.

El Diablo. That's why you're doing it?

That delincuente is behind me.

It's just a job. Can you get

Officer Mendez to call her tag?

Yeah, OK. Bring it to me.

- I'll see what I can do.

- Gracias.

Come on, let's go.

I found someone to read your tag.

- Really? So did I.

- Where's your collar?

You're not the only one

who can get things done.

- What?

- I gave my collar to Manuel...

He is taking it to

the ship's captain to read.

Manuel? Who's Manuel?

The kindly pack rat

who's helping me out.

I saved him from

being eaten by an iguana.

An iguana? An iguana!

That is the oldest con in the book!

Iguanas are vegetarians!

I'm sorry. I don't meet

many iguanas on Rodeo Drive.

Without your ID tag...

there's nothing to separate you

from any collarless stray on the street!

But... Well...

Manuel promised me

he'd be right back from the ship.

What ship? That ship?

What happened to the

"don't talk to strangers"?

You said nothing about iguanas.

then I said, "Are you an

angel?" American dogs are so gullible.

Chico, who is the

greatest con man in Mexico?

You are. And now,

can we steal some lunch? I'm hungry.

- Where did you get that?

- Please don't eat me, man!

I got a wife and 300 kids to feed.

- Eat him first!

- Where is the Chihuahua?

Chihuahua? I don't know any Chihuahua.

I'm from the Yucatn.

Of course if you'd like to meet one,

I could arrange it for the right price.

You're about to be lunch.

That's the right price.

How'd you know?

Do something, Manuel.

You're trying my patience,

chaparrito.

Stop trying his patience.

- Where is she?

- By the fountain, near the docks.

I didn't know she was a friend of yours.

I was just borrowing it.

Please don't hurt me.

Hmm. Hmm.

Ha! That's dog's lucky

I didn't cha-cha on his chest.

You know, Manuel, I don't think

that dog was a friend of hers.

It's not our problem, Chico.

Come on, let's go raid a piata.

I feel like feeding my sweet tooth.

Leave me out of this, Manuel.

Where there's a piata, there's a stick.

- Uh, Delgado?

- Yeah?

What are we doing here?

- This is where we meet the coyote.

- A coyote?

A smuggler. They sneak collarless dogs

like us across the border.

You used to be a police dog, didn't you?

That's how you know Sergeant Tomas.

That's how you can do all those things.

- I don't want to talk about it.

- Did you quit? Did you get fired?

Did you do something wrong?

Yes, I did something wrong, OK?

You satisfied?

Now, just drop it.

OK. OK.

There he is. We're on. Follow me.

- And no more questions.

- OK. OK.

- But what was it? Was someone hurt?

- Drop it! Just drop it!

You're driving me crazy.

You're not exactly the most charming

traveling companion either.

- Good, because we're parting ways.

- What?

Wait, wait! What are you doing?

This train will take you to Tijuana.

- But...

- But nothing.

The coyote will take you

over the border.

- Buenos Das.

- Wha...

Make yourself at home.

Best of luck.

But... you promised.

Delgado...

Don't turn around. Don't turn around.

Don't... What am I doing?

- Delgado!

- Chloe!

- Delgado!

- Chloe!

Come on. Jump!

It's a fast train!

You can do it! Jump!

That hurt.

OK, good.

- I could use a little help.

- I'll pull you up.

Don't help. Don't help.

What can I say? A promise is a promise.

Sure thing, Delgado.

Sam! How do you say

"lost" in Spanish?

Chloe.

Wait, he's got something.

Papi! Papi!

You! That scent.

Where did you get that scent?

Maybe you haven't noticed,

but I'm currently napping

in a sewage pipe.

You mean the moldy taco?

No, fool. The perfume. It's Chloe's.

She's an American Chihuahua.

Her ears are as pink as seashells...

and her nose is like a raspberry.

- You serious, bro?

- Eh? A berry?

Is she kind of uppity?

Wears matching clothes?

- You know her? Where is she?

- Last we saw her...

- she was with Delgado on the run.

- Yeah.

- Mm-hm.

- Delgado? Who is this Delgado?

I want to hear more. Come with me.

Looks like he found a couple of friends.

Just what we need, stray dogs.

Papi was a stray dog.

I saved him from the pound.

Hey, buddy.

He inspires me every day.

What inspires you, Rachel?

Get back to you on that.

Hey.

Look at that. How you doing? Hello.

I guess he is kind of cute.

We could take them with us,

but you have to give them a bath,

they stink.

I can handle that.

- You stink! Oh!

- You just need a bath.

Oh, I love this!

I think I'm in love

with the gringa.

- I think he likes it.

- I think he likes you.

Where you going? Wait for me!

Oh, yeah. Mira, I'm clean.

I'm clean. I never knew clean.

I know clean now.

I have never had

my teeth brushed before.

It's... minty.

It's weird.

Papi, this is great!

- We should call room service.

- Let's order a movie.

Have we found a home, Papi?

I don't know, but they'll make sure

you're safe.

Sam did it for me.

See you tomorrow.

- Come on.

- No, they can stay with me.

I take responsibility.

Cool.

Papi, what do you see, compa?

It's a big place, my little friend.

I may be small, but I am fighting...

for something... bigger than all of it.

Mi Corazn.

Excuse me. Where are you from?

- I'm from Beverly Hills.

- Where is that?

Well... it feels like

a long way from here.

Seorita, what is that?

It's a bootie. I lost the others.

All the dogs in Beverly Hills

wear them to protect their feet.

It must be very dirty there.

No. Actually, it's probably

the cleanest place I know.

Then that's pretty silly

to wear a bootie.

Pedro, be polite.

You know something, Pedro?

You're right.

Rachel.

Rachel.

Come on, Sleeping Beauty, let's go.

Detective Ramirez called.

A white Chihuahua and a German

Shepherd were seen in Puerto Vallarta.

They're not sure if it was her,

she wasn't wearing her collar.

What? Someone stole Chloe's collar?

I'm going to go

all kinds of Mexican on him.

Chico, I have this pain

in the pit of my stomach.

- Must have been the Pop Rocks.

- Or it could be... guilt.

We should have never

stolen that chica's collar.

Now she'll never get home.

Let's get out of here!

Make a left, make a left.

Aisle four, tortillas on the floor.

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