Cats & Dogs: The Revenge of Kitty Galore Page #4

Let's move.

Oh, boy.

Does schnookems want attention?

Oh, lovely.

Beautiful pussycat. Beautiful puss.

Oh, dear.

-Hey, try and keep up, schnookems.

Go play in traffic.

Shake a tail feather, l'm on the clock.

Here's what we got:

One fresh microchip, and, oh,

a thingamajig with a button on it.

All right. It looks like

one of Kitty's henchcats.

The key word here is ''stealth.''

No one makes a move till l say so.

Excuse me. l'm a cat. l think l know

a thing or two about stealth.

l wasn't talking to you.

-l was talking to the rookie.

-Less talk, more rock!

Everybody down on the flo!

Whoa-ooh!

Beat it, it's the cops!

l have underwear on my head, don't l?

l said stealth!

You just lost us one of our leads.

Oh, hey! How's it going?

-l want answers.

-No, l want answers.

No, l want answers.

No, l want answers.

l'll give both of you guys answers.

l'm an encyclopedia of answers.

All right. Where's Kitty Galore?

She's-l-Who?

-Let me at him!

-Ah!

Is it supposed to do that?

What the?

l'm going to guess, no,

it's not supposed to do that!

This is not good.

Ha-ha! You fools!

ln five minutes this room will fill up,

and you're all gonna drown in kitty litter!

Bet you weren't expecting that, suckers!

But you're inside too.

No! l'm long gone!

Outside, safe and sound...

...while you losers are in here,

trapped in a rising tide of

l mean, l

Get me out of here!

l'll tell you anything! Anything!

And with that, l am officially no longer

the dumbest animal in the room.

The window! We can get out the window!

lf we all work together, we can reach it.

We'll form a dog-cat pyramid.

You step on my back,

Catherine will step on yours.

She'll scratch me.

How about l get on her back?

Why don't you just try it

and see what happens?

l'll do it!

Goodness. Someone made a schtinky.

Why can't you go in the yard

like a normal animal?

Like a dog, rushing in without thinking.

You two wanna live or keep fighting?

Does schnookems

need to be let outside?

Whoa. Did you see that?

Yeah, l know!

Wait, what are we talking about?

You guys aren't mad, are you?

Where's Kitty?

Start talking, or these dogs are gonna

rip into you like a bag of Snausages.

Okay, okay!

Look, l don't know where Kitty is,

but l can tell you this.

For months now,

Kitty has been stealing technology...

...from, like, NASA...

...the Pentagon....

You should've seen what we got

from Bill Gates' cat, Mr. Windows.

Now, l'm just the middlecat.

l take the parts,

give them to pigeon couriers...

...and they fly them to a secret location.

Which is where?

How would l know? It's a secret.

-Sounds like she's building something.

-But what?

Who can understand the mind

of a crazy old cat?

-l know!

-Wait, what?

You know what she's building?

No. l know a crazy old cat.

Ha-ha-ha!

Okay, guys.

This cat is nuts,

but he might lead us to Kitty.

Unless you want a bone buried

where the sun don't shine...

...let me do all the talking.

Yes, sir, captain. Captain. Mr. Man.

Keep pushing me, Diggs.

Now, watch your step.

And stay close. Things could get hairy.

If l grow any hair, l am leaving.

l can't do hair and feathers.

lt's just miserable but l like the

What? What?

Wait up! Don't leave me!

Hey, birdy-birdy. Mm.

Check out my ink.

Oh, how cute, he hearts his mommy.

Oh, what a cute

Can we leave now?

You look tasty.

Tasty? Why, thank you. l try to keep fit.

Mr. Tinkles.

We need the insight of your

twisted mind to locate Kitty Galore.

-lf you were to build a doomsday device

-You'll never find love, you know.

l can tell by the way you're sitting.

So apart from the others.

They wouldn't invite

any ordinary cat, would they?

No.

You're an agent. With MEOWS.

Spying on your own

brothers and sisters?

Naughty little girl.

But that takes a very special

kind of feline.

Someone dedicated,

driven and very angry.

But at who? Daddy?

Who's your daddy, Catherine?

That's enough!

Butch! You look old. And fat.

And after all these years,

still only a field agent?

Listen here, you freaky cat.

We're here to talk about Kitty Galore.

Who the heck are you?

That bulge under your left ear....

You were implanted with

a RFID microchip.

l'm guessing police work.

My, my, so young to be

dismissed from the force.

Tell me, officer, do you hate me?

Do you wanna chew me up

and spit me out...

...as has been done to you

in relationship after relationship?

Ooh! Ooh! Do me next! Do me!

What color am l thinking of?

The last bird who stood

this close to me...

...well, l enjoyed his company

with a plate of Fancy Feast...

...and a nice saucer of milk.

Th-th-th-th.

Hairball.

l was thinking of blue, Creepy McGee.

Originally l was thinking yellow,

but yellow's so obvious.

Dogs.

Hey, Kitty, l got news.

What is the world coming to?

Cats and dogs can't work together!

What to do? What to do?

Aha. Paws! Time to call in...

...the MacDougall twins.

l always wondered what Garfield

would look like in a dress.

Betrayed by my own kind.

l guess it's just you and me,

Scrumptious.

Wait. Where's Scrumptious?

Scrumptious? Scrumptious?

Scrumptious?

l'm here! In here!

You animal!

Spit him out! Spit him out!

lf anyone eats that mouse,

it's gonna be me!

Kitty!

Okay, Scrumptious, not a squeak.

Close your eyes!

l have got a surprise for you!

Kitty, now, watch carefully.

For our big opening,

you are gonna go in here, like this.

Now, let's see. Sword A into slot B.

The crowd ''oohs'' and ''ahhs''...

...as l put sword D into slot...

...seven?

And then l say the magic words,

''Abracadabra....''

And then:

Ta-da!

Ooh, ooh! Ooh.

That was wrong.

Enough p*ssy-footing around,

Tinkles! Where's Kitty Galore?

All right, everybody, chill.

There is one way

to defeat Kitty Galore.

-Step one:
release me immediately.

-What? Forget it.

-Step two:
l need a space shuttle.

-No.

Oh, all right. You guys are no fun.

Look, l can't help you fight other villains,

all right? It's a professional courtesy thing.

l'd be blackballed, laughed at.

l'd lose my pension.

However, l will say this.

A cat's eye reveals everything.

What? What's that supposed to mean?

lt's a riddle, Sherlock.

l was trying to be mysterious.

Oh, never mind.

And now, leave!

l'm planning my escape, you know.

Yeah? Good luck with that.

What? Good luck?

For the great Tinkles?

An evil genius doesn't need good luck.

Although, l could use a passport

and a speedboat.

Cats rule.

There. That ought to do it.

What was Tinkles talking about?

''A cat's eye reveals everything.''

That don't even make no sense.

Tinkles doesn't know where Kitty Galore is.

He's manipulative, he's psychotic.

ln other words, your typical feline.

Psychotic is chasing a ball when

it's just gonna be thrown again.

What a pointless activity.

The game of fetch is one of the most

exciting outdoor sports...

-...this side of squirrel chasing.

-Would you two please muzzle it?

Now, where is that stupid bird

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