Lilo And Stitch Page #4

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I got a lot to deal with

right now.

I know. I just figured

you might need some time...

You smell like a lawn mower.

(exhales and sniffs)

Look, I got to go.

The kid at table three's

throwing poi again.

Maybe some other time, okay?

LILO:

Don't worry.

She likes your butt

and fancy hair.

I know. I read her diary.

She thinks it's fancy?

(grumbling)

Blech!

(sniffing)

(excited grunt)

(sniffing)

Oh! Mmm!

Aha! Look what I find!

Get restraints!

Right.

Ow! Take that! Hurry!

Uh, hold still just a...

(Pleakley screaming)

(gasping):

Aah!

(growling)

(Nani grunting with effort)

(shouts)

(growls)

(Pleakley screams)

(snarling)

(coughing)

MAN:

Hey, Nani!

Is that your dog?

Uh...

(Pleakley with woman's voice):

All is well.

Please, go about your business.

I'm okay.

Oh, your head looks swollen.

Actually, shes just ugly.

(nervous laughter):

Darling...

Hes joking.

Ugly... look at me...

Uh, this is not working out.

Uh, b-but...

Mm-mm.

Yeah?

Well, who wants to work

at this stupid...

fakey luau anyway.

Come on, Lilo.

(crickets chirping)

(owl hooting)

Did you lose your job

because of Stitch and me?

Nah. The manager's a vampire

and he wanted me to join

his legion of the undead.

I knew it.

This is a great home.

You'll like it a lot.

(hisses)

See?

Uh, Lilo...

Comfy.

(growls)

(grunts)

- Hey!

- Hey!

What is the matter with you?

Be careful of the little angel!

It's not an angel, Lilo.

I don't even think it's a dog.

We just have to take him back.

Hes just cranky

because it's his bedtime.

NANI:

He's creepy, Lilo.

I won't sleep

while he's loose in the house.

LILO:

You're loose in the house

all the time

and I sleep just fine!

Hey, what are you doing?

- Stop that, Stitch!

(growls)

Hey!

(growling and grunting)

Look at him, Lilo.

He's obviously mutated

from something else.

We have to take him back.

He was an orphan

and we adopted him!

What about "O'hana"?

He hasn't been here that long.

Neither have I.

Dad said O'hana means family.

Huh?

O'hana means family.

Family means...

BOTH:

...nobody gets left behind.

Or?

Or forgotten.

I know. I know.

I hate it

when you use O'hana against me.

Mmm.

(grunts)

(giggles)

Don't worry, you can sleep

right next to me.

(groans)

(exhausted sigh)

(growls)

(sniffing)

Look how curious the puppy is.

This is my room,

and this is your bed.

(grunts)

This is your dolly and bottle.

See? Doesn't spill.

I filled it with coffee.

Good puppy. Now get into bed.

(growls)

Hey!

That's mine!

Down!

(grunts)

- Mmm!

Be careful of that!

You don't touch this!

Don't ever touch it!

(growls)

(Stitch muttering

in alien language)

(cloth tearing)

No! Don't pull on her head!

She's recovering from surgery.

(growls)

No! That's from my blue period.

(growling)

(gulps)

Mmm...

- There.

(purring)

You know, you wreck

everything you touch.

Why not try and make something

for a change?

(purrs and grunts)

(Stitch humming)

(muttering)

Ah!

Wow. San Francisco.

(humming)

(roaring)

(growling)

(in high voice):

Save me!

(growling)

Eek!

(chomping)

No more caffeine for you.

(laughing)

This little girl is wasting

her time.

its destructive programming.

(laughing)

Ooh!

(laughing):

Push that over.

(laughing)

What are you doing?

Nothing!

Uh, say, I want to try it on.

No!

Share! Let me try it!

Hey! Ow! You're just jealous

'cause I'm pretty!

(gasps):

Don't move.

A mosquito has chosen me

as her perch.

She's so beautiful.

(buzzing)

Look, another one.

And another one!

Why, it's a whole flock.

And they like me!

They're nuzzling my flesh

with their noses.

Now they're, um, they're...

(Pleakley screaming painfully)

NANI:

I think it might be a koala.

An evil koala.

I can't even pet it.

It keeps staring at me,

like it's going to eat me.

(gasps)

(David over phone):

Hello?

Nani?

Hello?

Are you there?

(gulping)

(burps)

JUMBA:

Now, this is interesting.

PLEAKLEY:

What?

to be a monster

but now he has nothing

to destroy.

You see, I never gave him

a greater purpose.

What must it be like

to have nothing...

not even memories to visit

in the middle of the night?

Nah!

(sputters)

Hmm.

Hmm...

(growls and grunts)

(groaning)

(grunting)

(grunting)

(grunting continues)

(grunting)

(yawns)

That's the Ugly Duckling.

See? He's sad

because he's all alone

and nobody wants him

but on this page,

his family hears him crying

and they find him.

Then the Ugly Duckling is happy

because he knows

where he belongs.

Hmm...

(growls and grunts)

LILO:

Want to listen to the King?

You look like an Elvis fan.

(birds chirping)

LILO:

Nani.

Nani!

Uh... yeah?

Look.

(record scratches and pops)

(Elvis Presley's voice):

# We can't go on together #

# With suspicious minds... #

(jaws creaking)

#... cious minds... #

(creaking)

#... can build our dreams... #

(creaking)

#... On suspicious minds... #

(pounding on door)

(gasps)

(creaks, music stops)

(frightened gasp)

Heard you lost your job.

Well, uh, actually,

I just quit that job

because, you know,

the hours are just not conducive

to the challenges

of raising a child...

(snarling)

(grunts)

Hey!

(gasps)

I am so sorry about that.

What is that thing?

That's my puppy.

Really?

(cracking neck)

Thus far, you have been adrift

in the sheltered harbor

of my patience

but I cannot ignore

you being jobless.

Do I make myself clear?

Perfectly.

And next time I see this dog

I expect it to be

a model citizen... capisce?

Uh... yes?

New job.

Model citizen.

(plinks and clatters)

Good day.

(Elvis Presley's "Devil in

Disguise" intro plays)

# You look like an angel... #

Mrs. Hasagawa?

I'm here to answer

your newspaper ad.

Elvis Presley was

a model citizen.

#... Walk like an angel... #

I've compiled a list

of his traits

for you to practice.

Number one is dancing.

I can't talk now, dear.

I'm waiting for someone

to answer my ad.

That's why I'm here.

Hands on your hips.

Now follow my lead.

(drumbeat)

(drumbeat)

Ooh-hoo.

#... You fooled me

with your kisses... #

Ah! That's my want ad.

I know!

#... Heaven knows

how you lied to me #

# You're not the way... #

HASAGAWA:

Whoa, whoa!

(thud)

Why is everything so dark?

I am all about coffee.

Let's move on to step two.

#... Walk like an angel... #

Elvis played guitar. Here.

#... Talk like an angel... #

Hold it like this,

and put your fingers here.

(strumming softly)

See? Now you try.

(playing blues riff)

...and I make great cappuccinos

and lattes with...

I wish I could, Nani,

but I just hired Teddy

and with tourist season

ending...

(playing along with Elvis' solo

in "Devil in Disguise")

(playing loudly)

(all gasping)

(ukulele playing continues)

(playing expertly)

(song ends)

Concierge-er-ing is my life.

#... You look like an angel... #

I just love to answer phones...

This is the face of romance.

#... Walk like an angel... #

She looks like

she could use some lovin'.

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