Lilo And Stitch Page #3

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I like you better as a sister

than a mom.

Yeah?

And you like me better

as a sister

than a rabbit, right?

(sniffling)

(gently):

Oh...

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Yes.

Yes, I do.

(sniffles)

I hit Mertle Edmonds today.

You hit her?

Before I bit her.

You bit her.

Lilo, you shouldn't...

People treat me different.

They just don't know

what to say.

I'll tell you what.

If you promise

not to fight anymore

I promise not to yell at you,

except on special occasions.

Tuesdays and bank

holidays would be good.

Yeah? Would that be good?

(both giggling)

Oh! My camera's full again.

(whispering):

Aren't they beautiful?

(low rumbling)

(electrical crackling)

(rumbling continuing)

(thundering whoosh)

A falling star!

(car alarms blaring

in distance)

(whooshing)

(explosive thud)

I call it! Get out! Get out!

I have to make a wish!

Can't you go any faster?

Oh, no!

Gravity is increasing on me.

No, it's not!

It is, too, Lilo.

The same thing

happened yesterday.

You rotten sister!

Your butt is crushing me!

Why do you act so weird?!

(slams)

(quietly):

It's me again.

I need someone

to be my friend...

someone who won't run away.

Maybe send me an angel...

the nicest angel you have.

(flames roaring)

(shouting in alien language)

(laughing maniacally)

(sniffing)

(feet pattering)

(pistol zings)

(plopping)

(plopping)

(pistol zings)

(growls)

(frog croaking)

(weapons cock)

(shouting in alien language)

(loud rumbling)

(shouting in alien language)

(grunting)

(grunting and groaning)

What we when hit?

There it is.

It stay jammed under the fender.

(alien groans, drivers gasp)

We better call somebody.

(groans)

(groaning)

(whimpering)

(gasps)

(all whimpering)

(growls)

(gasps)

(shouting in alien language)

(shouting)

(whimpering)

NANI:

We're looking for something

that can defend itself...

something that won't die...

something sturdy, you know?

Like a lobster.

Lilo, you lolo.

Do we have a lobster door?

No. We have a dog door.

We are getting a dog.

(frantic grunting)

(Jumba laughs in distance)

JUMBA:

So nice

to see your pretty face again!

Jumba?

We need your name and address

at the bottom of the form...

The kennel's back this way.

Go. Pick someone out.

(echoing):

Hello?

(echoing):

Hello?!

(thumping)

Are there any "aminals" in here?

(panting and whining)

(sniffing)

LILO:

Hello!

Hi.

Hoh... ha...

Hi...

Wow!

Oh, yes. Mm-hmm.

All of our dogs are adoptable.

Except that one!

What is that thing?!

A dog, I think.

But it was dead this morning.

It was dead this morning?!

Well, we thought it was dead.

It was hit by a truck.

I like him!

Come here, boy.

(straining growl)

Oh! Aah!

(grunts)

Wouldn't you like

a different dog?

We have better dogs, dear.

Not better than him.

He can talk! Say hello.

He... Hel...

Dogs can't talk, dear.

LILO:

He did.

Does it have to be this dog?

(panting)

(grunting)

(smacking)

Yes, he's good.

I can tell.

WOMAN:

You'll have to think of a name

for him.

His name is... Stitch.

Now, that's not a real name...

Hmm. Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh.

...in Iceland...

but here, it's a good name.

Stitch it is.

And there's

a two dollar license fee.

I want to buy him!

(whispering):

Can I borrow two dollars?

He's all yours.

JUMBA:

You're all mine.

PLEAKLEY:

Well, what's he doing?

Shh! Keep quiet.

He's listening for us.

(whispering):

How good is his hearing?

I mean, can he...

(grunts)

(choking)

(laser hums)

Why don't you run?

(barking)

Coming! I'm coming!

Stop!

I have just determined

this situation

to be far too hazardous!

Don't worry,

I won't hit her.

No! That girl is a part

of the mosquito food chain.

Here! Educate yourself.

Using a little girl

for a shield.

This is low, even for you!

(tauntingly):

Whoo-hoo!

- Bah!

(yells)

Tear him apart

with all both my bare hands!

Have you lost your mind?!

(barking)

- What is it, Stitch?

We cannot be seen!

(barking)

Bad dog, barking at nothing!

(muttering)

You can't shoot,

and you can't be seen.

Look at you!

(whispering):

You look like a monster.

We have to blend in.

NANI:

Okay, I got to get to work.

Stick around town and stay

out of the roads, okay?

I'll meet you at 1:00.

Hmm?

Oh!

Ah!

(chuckling)

(growling and snarling)

NANI:

Okay, I guess

we should be going.

(giggles)

(raspberry kiss)

What about Stitch?

(disgusted grunt)

(bicycle bell chimes)

(growls)

(gasps)

My friends!

(gasping and shrieking)

(all panting)

What do you want?

I'm sorry I bit you

and pulled your hair

and punched you in the face.

Apology not accepted.

Now get out of my way

before I run you over.

(shrieks)

I got a new dog.

His name is Stitch.

That is the ugliest thing

I have ever saw.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Eww! Get it away from me!

I'm gonna get a disease!

(Stitch gasps)

(shrieks)

(crying)

Somebody do something!

Oh, great! He's loose.

His destructive programming

is taking effect.

He will be irresistibly

drawn to large cities

where he will back up sewers

reverse street signs and

steal everyone's left shoe.

(snarling)

(frustrated grunting)

It's nice to live on an island

with no large cities.

(gasps)

(babbling)

Are you okay?

(rock intro to Elvis Presley

singing "Stuck on You")

# Doo-doo #

# Doo-doo #

# You can shake an apple

off an apple tree #

# Shake-a, shake-a, sugar,

but you'll never shake me #

- # Uh-uh-uh #

- # Doo-doo-doo #

# No, siree, uh-uh... #

Uh-uh.

#... Doo-doo-doo #

# Doo-doo-doo #

# I'm gonna stick like glue #

# Stick because I'm... #

# Stuck on you #

# I'm gonna run my fingers #

# Through your long,

black hair... #

Hey, over here,

little buddy.

#... Squeeze you tighter

than a grizzly bear #

- # Uh-uh-uh #

- # Doo-doo-doo #

# Yes, siree, uh-huh #

# Doo-doo-doo,

Doo-doo-doo #

# I'm gonna stick like glue #

# Stick because I'm... #

# Stuck on you #

# Hide in the kitchen #

# Hide in the hall #

# Ain't gonna do you no good

at all #

# 'Cause once I catch ya

and the kissin' starts #

# A team o' wild horses

couldn't tear us apart #

# Try to take a tiger

from his daddy's side... #

(laughs)

When you're ready to give up

just let us know, heh?

Whee!

#... Uh-uh-uh... #

Yeah!

(fast-tempo drumming)

(drumming continues)

(slurps)

(flames roar, audience gasps)

(applause and cheering)

(gasps)

(grunting)

(laughing)

This is you.

This is your badness level.

It's unusually high

for someone your size.

We have to fix that.

Ay-yi-yi, Lilo!

Your dog cannot sit

at the table.

Stitch is troubled.

He needs desserts.

Oh, you didn't even eat

your sweet potato.

I thought you liked them.

Desserts!

(sighs)

(people laughing and chatting)

LILO:

David!

I got a new dog.

Oh! You sure it's a dog?

Uh-huh.

He used to be a collie

before he got ran over.

Yum!

(gobbling)

Hey...

Blah!

Eww!

Howzit, Nani?

Did you catch fire again?

Nah, just the stage.

Listen, I was wondering

if you're not

doing anything this...

David, I told you, I can't. I...

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