Open Season 2 Page #4

- No, but it's fun.

- Hey, what?

- Giselle's onto something.

- She is?

We need to find out

where that RV is going.

I know. Serge, Deni, you guys fly off

and locate the RV from the sky.

In the meantime, we'll stay

on their trail by foot.

Everybody got it?

- Smart girl.

- Oh, yeah.

You call aerial surveillance

a good idea?

- All right, General Giselle.

- What's with you?

We're not even married yet, and

you're already telling me what to do.

You need a little space?

All right, yeah. No problem.

- I'm just trying to save Mr. Weenie.

- And there lies the problem.

There's only room for one cook

in this kitchen...

...and that one cook is me and Boog.

We're partners.

- Oh, I get it.

- Finally.

- This was starting to get awkward.

- Awkward? You call this awkward?

What do you call running off in

the middle of our wedding ceremony?

- I was trying to save Mr. Weenie.

- Oh, we're back to that excuse.

Hey, hey, hey. Come on, now.

Simmer down, y'all.

That's it. I'm going home.

No one's going home.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

I think you should go home, Giselle.

- You're just slowing us down.

- Whatever.

No, she's not. You are.

Boog?

Look, man, we need Giselle.

She's a great tracker.

Yeah, and without her,

we'd never have found Weenie...

...and that giant tin-can thing.

- Beginner's luck.

- Come on, Giselle.

We gotta stick together out here.

We're partners, right?

Boog. You traitor.

And you, traitor-ette.

Enjoy your newfound partnership.

- Oh, come on, Elliot. Look...

- I don't need any of you.

I'll find Mr. Weenie on my own.

Solo.

Hey, you're going

the wrong way, you choob.

Oh, thank you very much.

It's a shortcu...

I'm okay, everybody.

- You don't care.

- Not really.

Was that too harsh?

- We must follow the road, eh?

- You think?

Come on.

Let's cut through the forest.

Weenie, I am coming for you,

buddy.

I am a wonderful tracker.

I think Boog can fly

faster than you, huh?

A million laughs.

So are we having fun yet?

Weenie is right around here,

and I am gonna...

Wiener tracks! Yes, vindication!

I've got your track, I've got your scent,

and here I come.

That's a road, not a landing strip.

Pull up.

Hurry. Watch the ribs.

Well, it's official.

Weenie is not up here.

A whole herd of wieners.

Oh, but these are Weenie's tracks

right here.

He's an alpha wiener.

Wonder why my jaw hurts.

Oh, well. More tracks.

Oh, we're here.

Hey, good to see you there, Bob.

There's a spot open on the right.

Aren't you excited, Mr. Weenie?

You get to see

all of your old friends again.

And don't worry, snookums.

Mama will make sure

that nothing bad happens...

...to her little snuggly-wuggly

ever again.

Bob, do you have

the Invisible Pet Fortress...

...Electric Shock Collar?

That's the one.

Oh, that was nice. Thank you.

What's the matter, Bob?

It's not working?

Oh, good, it does work.

Don't worry, Mr. Weenie,

it's more comfortable than it looks.

Now, remember,

stay inside the Invisible Pet Fortress.

Rufus, darling, is that Mr. Weenie?

Well, butter my behind

and call me a biscuit.

Let's go smell him.

Now you'll be safe,

my little love muffin.

Have fun with your friends.

Mommy and Bob are gonna go have

some grown-up time with the adults.

Hey, I found Weenie.

- Oh, Mr. Weenie.

- Well, hey, short and long.

- How you been?

- My friends.

- It's Mr. Weenie.

- How you doing, Mr. Weenie?

Deni. Look, there's Mr. Weenie.

Weenie.

We must return to base

for reinforcements, huh?

Good plan.

How you doing, Mr. Weenie?

Good to see you.

Oh, I've missed you all so much.

It's been so long

since I've had a proper greeting.

- It's Weenie, all right.

- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

- Give me a hug.

- Stop.

Don't crowd him.

This dog has just been through

the unthinkable.

- The what?

- Don't even think it.

Why? You don't have to be rude.

Poor Weenie. Poor, poor Weenie.

Who knows

the horrors you've seen?

- What horrors?

- Don't worry.

- We will get through it together.

- Actually, it wasn't that bad.

I know. It was worse.

- I've been through it too.

- Really?

Oh, Fifi.

Will he ever be the old Mr. Weenie

we knew and loved?

- We can only hope.

- But I am the same.

We'll have to see

how much damage...

...those insidious wilds

have done to him.

"Insidious wilds"?

Nein, the wild animals are my friends.

Friends?

Your friends? Your friends?

It is worse

than I could have ever imagined.

Your friends? It's worse

than I could have ever imagined.

He's gone... feral.

- Feral?

- What's that mean?

Fifi, what shall we do?

You heard the lassie.

What do we do?

- Can he be helped?

- Yes.

But it won't be pretty.

Prepare... the tent.

- The tent?

- Not the tent.

Oh, yes.

The tent.

I'm so tired.

Hey, hey, hey, check it out.

They're back.

Well, it's about time.

Down below. Friends.

- Our friends.

- We're low on fuel.

Dive.

Look, man, here they come.

- Serge, are you okay?

- Did you find Mr. Weenie?

- Relax. Deep breaths.

- Where is he?

Come on, breathe for me.

In and out.

What did you find?

- Where's Weenie?

- What she says. Where's Weenie?

- Where is he?

- What is he doing?

How many syllables? Sounds like...

I think I got it. He's in a tree.

- He's in a tree house. A birdhouse.

- Woods.

- His eggs are hatching.

- He has bird flu.

- He's underwater.

- In a lagoon.

- He works in a shrimp boat.

- He's in the ocean.

- In a sub.

- He's wearing a wet suit.

- This is it. At a zoo.

- In a cage.

- He's joined a travelling circus.

- He was eaten by a lion in a cage.

He's a clown. No, no, no.

It's a freak show.

Hello? We found Mr. Weenie.

Like Deni was saying...

...Mr. Weenie is over the trees,

past the lake and the mountain...

...at the campsite with some dogs.

And two cats.

All right. Let's go.

- Let's do this. Tell me something...

- No, stop!

Oh, I'm peched.

Past the mountains, huh?

Here's an idea.

What do you say

we all rest for the night, huh?

Brilliant.

Come on, Weenie. Just do it.

You know you want to.

It's inside you.

Just do it, boy.

- Do it for pets everywhere, Weenie.

- Never!

- Just do it.

- Better do what the basset says.

Hurry up, before Fifi gets here.

Too late.

Is it done yet? Did he do it?

Is it over? Is it done?

Did we do this? Is it over?

Are we finished?

- Roberto.

- Fifi, it was great.

You missed it. Too bad. Let's go.

- The real answer, Rufus?

- We tried everything.

Boy's locked up like a rusty gate.

Oh, Weenie,

you can make this stop at any time.

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