Good Boy! Page #5
with all of you?
Don't you know who this is?
Look sharp!
Your Majesty,
what a lovely surprise.
We were all wondering
when you were gonna get
your royal heinie down here.
Can I bite him?
I'll bite him if you want me to.
You have a lot
of explaining to do, 3942.
3942. That's my number.
I'm not here right now.
Please leave a message.
Pull yourself together, Canid.
I'm sorry.
I'm totally serious now. I'm... Sirius!
who knows how to give
Oh, you're all dog meat now.
All of you, come with me.
Earth dogs.
And you, 3942.
What a disgrace.
- What's happening?
- Nothing good.
If it makes you feel any better,
we all knew
you were gonna screw up.
- Back!
- Yes, ma'am.
Right away, ma'am.
Yes, ma'am.
Every rumor I've heard about our
species on this planet appears to be true.
No dominance, no dignity.
We had something formal
planned for you.
"We had something formal..."
Shut your yap!
Enough.
was highly revealing, 3942.
I have no choice but to give
No.
I've seen all I need to see.
Wait!
No, you haven't.
You haven't.
You can't take them away.
Please. Dogs mean
so much to the world,
and you haven't seen
any of that yet.
They protect us,
and they keep us company,
and they always warn us
if something bad might happen.
Some dogs even work
with police and firefighters,
and do amazing things...
on their own.
Some dogs even help people
who can't see by guiding them.
We rely on them for so much.
because people love dogs.
Did you know that?
People and dogs
love each other.
I am still curious as to why
a human boy is talking with me.
- Funny story.
- You did this?
It's not Hubble's fault.
I mean, 3942.
It's not his fault.
You better step down, Owen.
I'm sorry.
But please,
think about what I said.
Love?
Here they come.
Hubble.
What happened?
She decided to go home.
Is it all over?
It's all over.
- Yes!
- You did it, Owen!
Wait.
What about you, Hubble?
Are you... here?
I'm... here.
I don't believe it.
I thought I blew it.
Where's everybody going?
I think everyone's tired.
Oh. Well, we can
celebrate later, right?
Now we can play ball, Hub.
I know it won't be easy
not going back to Sirius,
but it's not where you are.
It's who you're with, right?
Yeah.
What is it, Shep?
My pretty ladybird.
Wilson?
That's my girl.
My sweet Nelly.
Yeah, you are sweet.
What?
I know I haven't been
the most affectionate dog.
It's okay.
You're different, Hub.
I like that about you.
But I've seen the way others
express themselves to their people,
and...
I want you to know,
I do like you.
I'm just not used
to all the customs here.
Hubble, it's all right.
You just told me
you liked me.
How many people get
to hear that from their dog?
Owen. Honey.
Mom?
Honey, Miss Ryan
is at the door.
She wants to talk to you.
What about?
I know Barbara Ann's
every move.
I know everywhere
she would go.
You don't understand.
It's as if she simply vanished.
Nelly!
Nelly!
Oh, no.
You're not saying Owen
took the dogs?
No. No, no, no.
He lost his dog, too.
I just don't understand
how he could know nothing
about what happened.
Now you're moving away.
Where does that leave us?
It's not Owen's fault.
- Connie, go inside.
- He tried to stop them.
Stop who, Connie?
Who took them?
The dogs.
The other dogs.
From outer space.
Maybe it is best
that you're leaving.
It's because of all this constant
moving we've been doing, isn't it?
I'm sure it's not helping.
The deal on the house
hasn't officially closed yet.
It's not too late
to change our minds.
What do we do?
Here you go.
The movers will be here
at 10:
00 tomorrow.- Where's your cap?
- I can't find it.
Owen, you know
we'll get you another dog.
And soon.
That's a promise.
Maybe I'm not supposed
to have one, Mom.
Don't say that.
Nobody deserves a dog
more than you.
Arhd firhally torhight.
File this urhder "Odd"
There's beerh a drastic irhcrease
irh reports of lost dogs
all over the state recerhtly
Authorities are baffled
by this rash of disappeararhces.
But say they're doirhg their best
to "srhiff out" the culprits
We' see you tomooiow n ght
Hubble, I'm sorry.
I let you down.
I should've kept quiet
up on that hill.
I hope I didn't get you
in trouble by talking.
I didn't think of...
I just didn't think.
Now everyone's losing their dogs,
and it's all my fault.
I know you can't hear me.
I miss you so much.
I never had a friend like you.
I wanted you to stay here
with me so badly.
But I...
I know you have
your home there.
I hope I didn't
screw everything up for you.
I hope they're not
being mean to you.
Because you're
a good boy, Hubble.
You are.
You're a good boy.
You are.
You're a good boy.
I have often wondered
what it was about human beings
that could lead so many
of our species astray...
what it is that makes us
abandon our drive for dominance.
Go on, 3942.
Speak.
Enlighten me.
I think it's friendship.
People and dogs
live side by side on Earth,
and they make a home together.
A home?
It seems that inspires
great loyalty.
I must ask you now...
where does your loyalty lie?
I prefer the name Hubble.
Owen, it's time to go.
Bye.
Bye.
Dad, was that
another sonic boom?
No, that was just
the movers closing the door.
Come on, buddy.
We really need to get goin'.
- Dad.
- Sorry about that.
- Pothole.
- No, that was too big of a noise.
- Owen.
- It was too big of a noise.
- Dad, stop. Wait!
- What is it?
Stop the car.
I forgot something.
- What?
- Owen!
Hey!
Owen!
Something's going on.
- Where are you going?
- The dogs!
The dogs!
- What?
- The dogs.
I know I heard it.
I know I heard it.
Please. Please.
What was that?
Now, wait a minute.
Look at that cloud up there!
- Look at that cloud!
- Look, the sky!
What is that?
Yes!
Here, boy. Over here.
- This button, right?
- You broke it.
- Don't touch that.
- I know what I'm doing!
Wait. Wait!
Listen.
Is that the dogs?
We're home!
I missed ya, Owen.
There's my main man.
- It's good to see you.
- It was a long flight.
That's the last time
I travel in a spaceship.
There she is!
There she is!
Hey there, Mama!
Hey, guys, I'm back!
Hello, Papa.
Look, Mom, he's back.
Say hi, Shep.
Are you here...
...to stay?
Yep.
The Greater Dane
declared Earth dogs
I know.
I heard.
You heard?
I think you're
a good boy, too.
I almost forgot.
She said I could stay
on one condition.
Whoa!
Was that your woofer again?
Hubble?
Hubble.
I have so many more
questions to ask you.
How am I gonna know
what you're thinking?
Start unpacking.
- We're home for good.
- Yeah.
Hubble, good boy.
Good boy.
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