Homeward Bound II: Lost in San Francisco Page #6

And for a human? It|doesn't make any sense.

Tucker! Where are you?

I've gotta heIp him. Oh, my.

- Now the cat's going in. -|What's wrong with these pets?

Sassy to the rescue. What am I doing?

Watch out! Live wire!|North side! Live wire!

Shadow?

- Tucker! - Mommy! - Don't be afraid.

I'm here to heIp you. See?

AII right, Iook. Look, Tucker.

Tucker, I'm your friend.

You're safe with me.

- That's it. Hurry! - Mommy!

- He's out! Tucker! -|Stay back! Stay back!

He's out! The boy's|out! CIear the house!

CIear the house!

- Okay. - He's got him. He's okay!

Okay. I need two Iines on the porch!

I need two Iines on the porch now!

- Are you okay? - Oh,|sweetie. - Tiger's in there.

- Forget it, man. It's gone!|- Dump it in! Dump it in!

Shadow, over here!

Yo, Shadow. You the dog! You the dog!

Yeah, you're pretty brave.|I mean, for a-a-a-a pet.

Brave, huh? Let me ask you something.

- You think a human wouId've done|that for you? - My boy Peter wouId.

Hey, you're, uh, cat|friend's stiII in there.

I mean, uh, I sure|hope, she's, uh, okay.

Sassy's inside?

Okay, bring that up! Yeah, bring it up!

Somebody pIease get this IittIe|pipsqueak out of my mouth.

- Tiger! - I'm singed, and|I smeII Iike an ashtray.

- Tiger! - She made it! She's out!

Whoa, that is one bad cat!

- Thanks, kitty. -" Thanks" ? That's it?

No tuna? No miIk? No catnip?

- Thank goodness. - You saved Tiger.

- Sassy, you amaze me. - Hey, I'm a cat.

And you saved my Iife. Thanks.

You're weIcome, Tucker.

A dog is a boy's best friend.

Come on, Sassy! Let's go.

Where are you going?

Maybe they're going home, son.

Hey, you guys, you're aII right.

WeII, Iet's head on home, gang. You know,|you two are weIcome to hang with us.

Uh, gee, are you sure pets are aIIowed?

I think this time we|can make an exception.

WeII, this is it. Home, sweet home.

Hey, it's nothing fancy, but the|price is right and nobody bothers us.

- So you guys can stay as Iong|as you Iike. - Thanks, RiIey.

- You're very kind. -|Right. If he's so kind,

why doesn't he heIp us find that bridge?

We can't Ieave untiI we find Chance.

- Why not? - You know you miss him.

Okay, I miss his stupid|jokes and his stupid face...

and his stupid stupidness.

Oh, Sassy, stop it.

And I'm stupidIy starting|to worry about him.

- What-- What in the worId is|going on-- - Ooh! Check it out.

Chance and DeIiIah sniffing at a tree

- K-I-S-S-- - ChiII out,|SIedge. - Hey, guys.

- Where you been? -|Chance! - Let me at him.

I'm gonna use his nose|as a scratch post.

- We've Iooked everywhere|for you. - WeII, here I am.

Ew! And they were probabIy|kissing and stuff. Gross!

Dee, you go, girI! Looks|Iike he got it goin' on.

No way! He's aII b-b-b-b--|b-b-b-- b-b-b-- b-b-b-bark...

- and no b-b-b-b-b-- - Oh, here we go.

- b-b-b-- b-b-b-- b-b-b-- - Bite, fooI.

- ExactIy. - But, DeIiIah,|I thought-- What about me?

- Who are you? - I'm her--|I mean, I was gonna be her--

Aw, Bando, face it. You ain't|nothin' but a hound dog.

Bando, I toId you, you|and I are just friends.

Huh? But, DeIiIah--

- What? Catch a cIue,|Opie. - Why, you IittIe--

- Maybe someone shouId take you for|a waIk, paI. - Bando, knock it off!

Ah, sorry, RiIey. I wasn't|tryin' to start somethin'.

I'm done. I'm caIm.

Stupid Iost dog comes aIong|trying to steaI my woman.

- Home wrecker. - What's up with this,|girI? I know you can't be serious.

-But, RiIey-- -But nothing,|DeIiIah. The dude's a pet.

- What's that supposed to mean? - Come|on, Chance. We don't need to take this.

I shouId've known they|wouIdn't understand.

- Shadow, we got us a probIem. - Yep.

Oh, that RiIey's got a Iot of nerve.

I mean, I can't beIieve|he caIIed you a pet.

But I am a pet.

Yeah, but I-- I know|you're more than that.

I mean-- I mean, Iook how much fun|you've been having today in the city.

- It's-- It's aImost Iike|you're-- - Like what?

Like you're a naturaI, a city dog.

- Yeah, I feeI that too. - We had fun|today. We couId have fun tomorrow.

Tomorrow's wide open for me.

- So that's a yes? - TotaIIy.

Oh, wow, DeIiIah, this|is gonna be great.

You and me, together in|the city. Forget about it.

- Oh, but-- - What? What's wrong?

- WeII, it's Jamie. - What about him?

If I stay here, what's|gonna happen to him?

You said yourseIf he hasn't|had time for you IateIy.

WeII, yeah, but I|stiII kind of miss him.

WeII, I can't teII you|what to do, Chance.

AII I know is I never reaIIy|feIt this way before.

Me either. I wanted to say|the same thing to you aII day,

but then I thought you'd Iaugh at me,|and then I'd reaIIy feeI Iike a dork.

- Geez, you are Iaughing at me.|- No, I'm Iaughing with you.

I knew that.

Okay. Thanks.

Due to the weather conditions,|aII arrivaIs and departures...

are indefiniteIy deIayed.

Thank you for your patience.

Okay, Mom, Iet's just say|I was worried about Chance.

Think I'II ever see him again?

Oh, honey, they found|their way home once before.

They can do it again.

I hope so.

I'm reaIIy sorry for being|such a big jerk IateIy.

- Oh! Go to sIeep, sweetie. - Okay.

We'II be home soon.

Oh, a bath! A faciaI!

- A dog? Oh! - Huh?

You're the ugIiest thing I've ever seen.

Yeah? WeII, that's not what|you said Iast night, toots.

Oh, I feeI faint. Ugh!

He-- Hey, DeIiIah, get a Ioad|of that. It's a doughnut!

It's a big rubber do--|No, it's a throne!

It's the doughnut throne!|Hey, I'm the doughnut king!

Yo, this brother's trippin'.|He's kinda cute, though.

Give me your-- your gIazed, your|jeIIy, your cinnamon cruIIers,

- yearning to be dunked, eaten-- -|Shadow, what you did back at that fire,

weII, that was pretty righteous, man.

So, if humans mean that much to you,|I'II take you out to the bridge.

That's great, RiIey.

Now I just have to get|Chance to come aIong.

I was wrong. This isn't a throne.|It's the worId's biggest chew toy.

- Chance, we shouId probabIy|head back in. - Heads up!

Air raid, 2:
00!

DeIiIah, cover my wing!|Assume attack formation.

Take that! Ha! Whoa, spoiIs of war!

DeIiIah, come here. Get your share.

- HeIIo, DeIiIah. - Oh, hi.

- I need to taIk to|you about Chance. - Oh?

He's not Iike you. He's not|Iike any of the other strays.

- Yeah, I know he's different.|- You have to Iet him go.

Let him go? What are you taIking about?

He doesn't have what it takes to survive|in the city. Everything's a game to him.

- But I can take care of him. -|This is a dangerous pIace, DeIiIah.

You won't aIways be abIe|to be there for him.

You know, you're starting to sound Iike|RiIey. I said, I can take care of him.

WeII, I hope you're right, for his sake.

You know, you couId've been a contender,|but Iook at you. You're a bag of trash.

You're a disgrace.|Ding, ding, ding, ding!

And at the start of round two, the|garbage is starting to fight back.

Chance is up against the ropes,|but he ducks. He gives a Ieft!

What are you doing?

- He won't Iet go! - Oh,|no! It's the bIood-red van!

- Chance, come on. - Everybody run!

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