Homeward Bound II: Lost in San Francisco Page #5

Chance, are you okay?

Oh, yeah, sure. Yeah, I|just did that for a Iaugh.

See, DeIiIah, I have|humor, grace and styIe.

Those are three quaIities|you don't find in most dogs.

- Oh, yeah, I can see that. -|Yeah, just checkin' out this hoIe.

WouIdn't want you to faII into it or|anything. Yeah, this is definiteIy a hoIe.

Okay, we can go.

Whoa, Chance. We reaIIy|shouId be heading back, huh?

- Aren't you anxious to get|home? - Hey, I'm not in a hurry.

Maybe you couId show me around.|You know, show me the town.

WeII, aII right. I guess|I couId pIay guide dog.

I'II show you my favorite thing to do.

Does it invoIve food?

Meant to do that.

- WeII, here we are. - What's this?

I thought we were goin' somepIace cooI.

This is my favorite|pIace in the entire city.

- ReaIIy? - Yeah. Isn't it beautifuI?

WeII, it's no Dumpster|behind McDonaId's.

It's just that I get|enough of this back home.

And to teII you the truth, it|gets kind of duII after a whiIe.

I mean, ponds and ducks|can onIy be so exciting.

Swim, quack, swim, quack! Boring!

Oh, you. Come on.

I've dreamed of Iiving|in a pIace Iike this.

But I guess that's pretty siIIy, huh?

Are you crazy? You get to Iive in the|city. It's the cooIest pIace in the worId.

Chance, stay cIear of those|humans. You can't trust 'em.

Come on. What's not to trust?|You're taIkin' about the species...

that invented the chiIi cheeseburger.

They are so tasty. Jamie|turned me onto 'em.

- Jamie? Who's Jamie? - He's my human.

WeII, RiIey says you can't trust humans,|no matter how friendIy they seem.

I'm pretty sure I can trust Jamie.

He rescued me from the bad pIace.

He takes me for waIks. He Iets me|eat off his pIate. He gave me a home.

Let me teII you something.|When RiIey was a puppy,

he thought he found a|home with humans too.

They tied a ribbon to his coIIar.

And they put him in a big|basket underneath a tree.

But the IittIe boy, he didn't|seem to Iike RiIey very much.

He didn't want to hoId him or|pIay with him or anything.

So Iater, they drove into the|city, and they Ieft RiIey...

in the gutter on the coIdest,|rainiest night of the year.

So RiIey found other abandoned|dogs, and he made a home for them...

to protect them from aII humans.

They got rid of RiIey just 'cause|the kid didn't want to pIay with him?

Huh. Jamie's gettin'|tired of pIayin' with me.

- Uh-oh. - You don't think?

I don't know, Chance. AII I|know is, I don't trust humans.

- And I don't know any|dog that does. - Why?

- What'd your humans do to you?|- Me? Oh, I never had humans.

I was born a stray.

Poor DeIiIah. No wonder she doesn't|trust humans. She never had any.

She doesn't know how great|it can be havin' a famiIy.

Havin' somebody there|to Iook out for you.

Got ya!

DeIiIah, I-- W-W-- Uh-- WeII, I--

I just wanted to teII you that, uh--

- WeII, here. - Oh,|Chance. You're sweet.

Yep, that's right. An American|buIIdog, a GoIden Retriever...

and a HimaIayan cat.

Right. Right, I taIked|to you Iast night.

Uh, no. No reports so far, sir.

Look, what are the chances|of finding these animaIs?

Uh, reaIisticaIIy. One in ten.

I mean, it's a big city out there. You|got cars and trucks, trains and troIIeys.

There are animaI science|Iabs, other strays.

You got your wackos. I mean,|there's a miIIion things...

that can do major harm to|an animaI in the city.

Lost animaIs and cities just don't mix.

Okay, weII, thanks for your heIp.

Uh, Iook forward to hearin' from ya.

Nothin' yet, but, um, he's hopefuI.

Better hurry, if we're|gonna catch that pIane.

Hey, this pIace smeIIs|great. Let's check it out.

- But there are too many humans.|- Yeah, and humans mean food.

- But RiIey says-- -|Ah, RiIey, schmiIey.

Today you're with Chance. Come on. Do|you have any idea what's out there?

Leftover pizza crust, meIting|sno-cones, haIf-eaten corn dogs.

- What's a corn dog? - DeIiIah,|babe, you have so much to Iearn.

Okay, the first thing I'm gonna teach|you is the proper method for begging.

Now, what you gotta remember|is, it's aII in the eyes.

See, the objective is to Iook|cute, but be as sad as possibIe.

Oh, and don't drooI. Never|drooI. They hate that.

Okay, comin' through. Comin'|through. Dog on a date here.

Excuse me. Watch your step.

Oh. Oh. Score!

Oh, Chance, you can't take it|from him. He's just a pup.

What? AII right. I'II|guess you're right.

Hey, enjoy your Iunch,|kid. It's your Iucky day.

- Oh, DeIiIah, you're gonna|Iove this. - What is it?

- Wow! - Hey, guys! What's up?

DeIiIah, I've heard about this. This is what|happens when dogs stay in the water too Iong.

AII your fur comes off. That's why|you shouId aIways put up a fight...

if someone tries to give you a bath.

Thanks. I'II remember that.

So, Chance, what do you think?

You know, I think this is quite possibIy|the most absoIuteIy greatest day of my Iife.

See? Aren't ya gIad I caught ya?

Get outta here. I Iet you catch me.

Let me? Okay, doggy-noogie.

Ow. Hey, easy on the do.

Hey, Jack, what is it with|peopIe and their dogs?

The onIy good dog is a hot dog.

Hey! WiII ya quiet down back there?

Buddy, take it easy.|Take it easy on 'em.

Dogs. I'd kiII 'em if they|weren't worth so much.

Let's roII, RaIph.

We ain't gettin' nothin'|sittin' around here.

Who says I'm too oId|for stuffed animaIs?

- Hey, boss, I got somethin'. -|Yeah? Too bad there's no cure.

Look at this. This must be the|biggest bone I ever seen in my Iife.

- Hey, Iet me see that. - It must|be from a horse or a rhinoceros.

- Or a prehistoric|mastodon. - Good job, Pete.

- You found my bone. - Your bone, boss?

- Sure, I hid it here|yesterday. - Man, just my Iuck.

You know what. I think|I hear somebody comin'.

- Why don't you go check|it out? - AII right.

Sucker.

Yo, boss. You was right.|There is somebody comin'.

- It's those two pets from|the aIIey. - The pets? Hey!

- Let me see. HoId stiII. - Boss!

- I'm gonna jump 'em. - You gotta|Iose some weight. You're heavy.

- Who asked ya, tubby? - It's because|you eat between meaIs, you know, paI.

- I mean, that's the way I figure|it. - Shut up, and hoId stiII!

- Boss, I can't hoId you.|- Quit squirmin', Pete.

- Pete! - But it hurts!

Pete! You idiot!

Okay, now, wait 'tiI they pass a hoIe|in the fence, then you'II jump 'em.

- So, you'II jump 'em.|- No, you'II jump 'em.

- That's what I said. You'II jump|'em. - No, Pete! You'II jump 'em!

- Wait a minute. So who's jumpin'|'em? - Oh, great! You missed 'em!

- You missed 'em? - Aw, shut up.

Uh-oh, this doesn't Iook good.

Sassy, that IittIe boy Iives here.

- Tucker! - Give me the|divider! Run the hose!

- Tucker! - Tucker!

- PIease! Oh, Tucker! - We're working on|an entry, ma'am. My men are going in.

I need two Iines on the south|side. Let's go! Come on! Let's go!

- The boy! He's inside.|- Oh, Shadow! How awfuI.

Tucker!

- I'm going in! - What?

- Shadow, no! - ...a|crew on the back door.

I want them in there now!

You see that? That fooI Shadow's|gonna get himseIf kiIIed!

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