Ozzy Page #4
So guys, we're going to escape.
Yay, now you're barking!
Okay, down to business.
Wait until you hear
my new plan because...
I've got a plan too.
Who prefers my plan to Fronky's?
But you haven't seen this one.
It's got a catapult
and a dry ice machine.
Two to one, Chester?
Forget Chester.
Chester doesn't even want to know.
Are you crazy?
What part of, stay out of trouble,
didn't you understand?
Mmm-mmm.
Doc's right, it's useless.
I've tried for years to convince him.
He's too used to the inside.
He doesn't want to leave.
But, all right.
Listen, here's what we'll do.
Come on champ, go!
One, two.
Hey Ozzy, can I have
your autograph, champ?
12:
30.Right, at 12 on the dot.
Ah, 12:
10.They arrive on the hour.
10 minutes to load.
What's going on here?
102, 103, come on champ.
Come on, one more.
That's the way, champ.
Now, lunges.
Ohh.
You wanted your own training team?
You got it.
You wanted your own locker room.
And here it is.
Massage tables, showers, clean towels.
And that other item I asked for?
Ahhhhh.
It's useless.
It's a maze down here.
Somehow, we gotta get ahold of
the blueprints for this place.
I know where they are.
This'll be puppies play.
What?
In Grunt's office?
How are we gonna get in?
And how will we find them?
Well, there is someone who can help us.
We just have to convince him.
But don't worry.
Leave it to me, I got it.
No, no, no.
A thousand times, no.
Don't you get it?
I don't want anything to do with it.
What is it?
You want me to beg?
Please, please, pretty please.
Here you are Gus.
A bit of action.
The Odyssey, some lunatics try to get
home and half of them die along the way.
One hour, we just need
that key for one hour.
We go into Grunt's office.
We take the blueprints.
We come out.
We give you back the key.
No one will be the wiser.
Oh no?
Grunt has the best nose in the prison.
One stray hair.
A single pop and the wrong smell,
if he finds out, I'm a dead dog.
You miserable old cur.
I have had it up to my fangs with you.
I am sick of this.
Stop, you'll get me into trouble.
Hmmm?
If you think you'll get anything
this way, you're very mistaken.
Really?
I don't care.
Everything that gets wet, dries.
will get your attention.
Okay, okay, all right.
I'll help you.
If I see one speck on that window
when I get back, my next
model will be your skeleton.
Huh?
For dog's sake be careful.
Grunt is fanatical about order.
He knows by heart, where each model is.
Each piece of paper, each...
Doc, why are you just standing there?
Move, they're gonna catch us.
And I'm too old for the hole.
So that's how you ended up here, huh?
Well you're gonna see
that ocean again buddy.
Here they are.
I've got them.
I've got the blueprints.
Let's go.
What do you mean, "Let's go."
Look at this mess.
We have to tidy up.
Hmmm.
Hmmmm?
Hmmm, hmmm.
Rwuhhh.
Hmmm.
Rwuhh.
Well boss, it's spotless, eh?
I wasn't pulling your leg.
Get out of here.
Whoa.
What's he doing?
Oh.
He's coming.
Stay calm.
He's coming.
What are we gonna do?
He's coming.
Do you mind?
A bit of privacy.
We're training in here.
Doc, Doc, Doc, he's gone.
Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.
Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.
Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.
Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.
Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.
Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.
Ha!
To the right.
To the right.
Yes, of course I'm completely sure.
Who do you take me for?
Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.
Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.
Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.
Okay, it wasn't to the right.
What do you expect, with 20/80
vision in each eye, and this light.
Give me an O!
O!
Give me a Z!
Z!
Give me another Z!
Z!
Give me a Y!
Y!
Ozzy, Ozzy!
Hey you!
What was that?
I didn't do anything.
The pooch slipped.
You're gonna choke on that lie.
It there a problem?
Your mongrel just injured my champion.
Is that true, four-six-three?
Did he try to injure you?
Ah, no, I slipped.
Hey Vito, it's understandable, maybe
you wouldn't see things clearly
from all the way down there.
Oh Vito, Vito.
You know you're gonna
lose, just like last time.
And you'll make a fuss, like last time.
And you'll end up
in the hole, like last time.
My boy will make yours bite the dust.
I'm so sure about that, I'll be bull
eye to make this more interesting.
How interesting?
If we win, real food,
like the guards eat.
You put "Dancing with the Dog Stars"
back on in the TV lounge.
And no one's sent to
the hole for a month.
No, no, wait.
Okay, but if you lose, double shifts.
You'll work nights too.
It'll be cat food again.
And the TV is permanently off.
Wait a minute.
Calm down, calm down.
And I'm sick of hearing you.
You'll all wear muzzles
until next spring.
Is it a deal?
Good evening guards and dogs.
Welcome to an unforgettable evening.
D-day, H-Hour, our date with destiny.
Race of the century.
Hmmm.
Hmmmm.
How are you, Ches?
Have you come to say goodbye?
Give me a hug pal.
So long.
Get off.
So, you're determined to go
ahead with this madness?
Yes Chester, and if you don't want
any trouble, it's best
if you're not seen here.
Trouble?
What do you think's gonna happen
once you've escaped?
Shhh, not so loud.
While you guys are out there,
marking every tree you walk past...
What do you think
they'll be doing to us?
They'll make this place a nightmare.
But it's a nightmare already.
Listen to that.
Think of what those dogs
out there are risking.
Those dogs?
When did you start
caring about anyone else?
Mr. "Mind Your Own Business"
and "Keep Out of Trouble."
If you're not coming,
get out of the way.
No, you can't escape.
Keep your voice down.
You don't understand.
You can't escape.
Well done, Doc.
I'm sorry Chester.
But we're the ones
risking our necks here.
Nothing is gonna keep
us from escaping today.
Uh, just one thing Fronky.
About the escape.
I don't know if I can do it.
What?
Remy, it's 10 to one on Ozzy.
Do I hear six ribs on the rookie.
No Sam, we're not taking bets on
Dancing with the Dog Stars today.
Hmmmm.
Hmmmmm.
What is it, cold paws?
Is it the plan?
It can't be the plan, the plan's
perfect. It's your plan.
Forget the plan.
What if Chester is right.
Maybe I should try to
win the race for them.
Seriously?
Let me remind you that among them,
you have Vito, you have Lobo,
all those lovely dogs, who are
beating you up to make you run.
I know, but what about the others?
They trust me.
It's in my paws to get
them a better life.
Doc deserves a better life, come on!
All right, what if we vote?
Whatever the majority decides.
The crowd is getting restless.
It's now 10 minutes
past official start time
and the stadium
is filled with the cry...
"Where's Ozzy?"
You lazy bums.
Keep your minds on the job.
Huh?
Where is that fleabag?
Who did that?
Get that hookworm out on the track now.
Even if you have to drag him.
Here we have him, the challenger.
The rookie rocket.
The Blue Stream Beagle.
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