Pup Star: World Tour Page #6

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to rub me the wrong way.

Scrappy?

Anyone?

Hello?

[gate creaking]

[man]

See you tomorrow.

[indistinct chattering and laughing]

- [Roland] Look what I got. [laughing]

- [indistinct chattering]

[howling and laughing]

- [dog 1] New fish, guys.

- [dog 2] New fish, guys.

- [indistinct chattering]

- [bars clanging]

Excuse me, this is no way to treat a lady.

Where are your manners?

I left them in the junkyard.

Blimey, don't you yanks know

how to make a decent cup of tea?

Of course.

One lump or two?

You're in big trouble

when our dad finds out, man.

- He's a human catcher.

- And he's 50 feet tall and...

Ooh. I'm shaking in my paws.

Pick on someone your own size.

And how is everyone enjoying their stay?

Hmm?

Classy joint, Bark. Kind of suits you.

Prison chic.

[scoffs] You can't keep us here forever.

Uh, I'm sorry, maybe you missed this,

but you're in a prison. My prison.

It's designed to keep people in

or keep them out.

What's your scam this time, Bark?

You're not even on Pup Star.

[speaks in Spanish]

[in English]

You see, I am Julio.

Tell me cuando?

When will you be mine?

Tell me cuando? [chuckles]

See? I'm more Julio than Julio.

- You're whack, Bark.

- [chuckles]

Tiny's so smitten with Julio, she'll vote

for him in a beat of her sappy heart.

If judges know what's good for them,

they'll do the same.

- Not cool.

- Not cool.

And with no Scrappy to compete,

I win Pup Star.

As Julio, for now.

But I'll control the hearts and minds

of all those suckers around the world

that believe Pup Star is real.

Suckers.

Oh, my dawg!

This is Arf. He's your doppelganger, boss.

Hi, Bark.

Happy to be part of the mean team.

All right, Arf.

If there's a surprise inspection,

keep your mouth shut

and try to look regal. Like me.

Regal, got it.

Oh. Uh, one thing. This collar?

I like collars normally,

I'm a fashionista.

- Okay.

- They emphasize my strong neck

and lumberjack ruff.

Which pups say is my best feature.

- Cut to the chase.

- But this collar pinches.

This better be going somewhere.

Tight, metal, clampy?

Nobody's doing this look right now. So...

Yeah, loose lips sink ships.

- Zap him.

- I'm not vibing it.

[clicks, Arf grunts]

[crackling]

Okay, okay, zipping it!

Mum's the word.

Is this really necessary?

Completely.

If he opens his mouth, zap him again.

[groans] This is giving me agita.

Kano and I will go to the finale.

Roland, you make sure

our darling family members stay put.

Make sure this bozo doesn't do

anything stupid, like, I don't know,

- letting the dogs out.

- Words hurt, Kano.

You can count on me, boss.

[clicks, then creaking]

Yo, tough guy!

Let's take this outside, paw to paw!

[indistinct chattering]

[sighs, then groans]

[sighs]

Team Tiny, you're up in 30 seconds.

For now, dress rehearsal,

for tonight, stardom awaits.

[man speaks indistinctly]

My seorita

Beautiful chica

[both]

Like a flower needs the sun

I need you near

Puppy chiquita

- You are...

- Tiny, for two years,

I've served faithfull...

No, enthusiastically... as your...

No, too formal.

Tiny, for two years, I...

[yelping]

When will you be mine [groans]

- What now? Do I have to do everything?

- Come on, let's check it out.

- My canine

- My canine

- [discordant] Corazn

- Corazn

[gasps, then mutters]

This microphone shocked me.

Who is responsible?

Julio will roll heads.

Julio, are you okay?

- [man] All right, reset.

- That was... [sighs]

- terrible.

- Hey, Shep.

Shep. [clears throat]

I told them to put honey in my tea,

and nobody listened.

[speaking in Spanish]

[woman]

I brought the honey.

Reroute that.

It cannot happen again.

[whimpering]

Kano?

[gasps] What in the name of Lassie...?

- Looking for something?

- [gasps] Oh.

[chuckles]

No, no, no. Just checking on all of this.

Heh. Looks to be in order.

[clears throat] I'll just be going.

Nice try. [growling]

Maybe not...

- [laughing]

- [whimpers]

- [gasping]

- [laughing]

- Any sign of Miss Scrappy?

- No, and something's wrong.

The studio was empty.

The back door was open.

That was a weird incident on stage

with Julio.

His singing voice changed.

It was bizarre.

Yeah, and I recorded a video of Julio

in the shower a while ago. Listen.

[discordant] Corazn

- That's exactly what he sounded like.

- Ida, where did you get that?

[gasps] Oh, this? I found it on the floor

of Julio's bedroom,

next to his dirty underwear.

I figured it was garbage,

so I kept it maybe as a souvenir.

- Maybe.

- Can I have it?

"Canine Correctional Facility."

Roland.

Ida, you come with me.

Lou, you stay here with Tiny, okay?

See what we can find out

at this correctional facility.

Did I miss the family meeting?

[both chuckle]

No.

I'd like to thank the Academy

for this beautiful award.

[scoffs] Yeah. In your dreams, Roland.

And I'd like to thank Kano,

my best friend.

- Hey, warden.

- [mumbling]

- Hey, warden!

- [gasping]

[gasping]

We got some suits out front

from some accounting team.

They said something

about a surprise audit? Uh...

- Is that bad?

- Everybody get in your cells!

- [dog 1] Everybody in your cells!

- Okay.

I'm gonna get changed and go meet them.

Clean out this room and get Arf in here.

Okay, we're on full lockdown.

Nobody comes in or out!

Um...

Yeah, that goes without saying, Einstein.

We're in a prison.

Oh, right.

[dog 2]

Oh, man! I don't wanna go back.

- [clanging]

- [Roland exhales audibly]

- [thuds]

- [grunts, then groans]

- [dog 3] Okay, hurry, hurry!

- [grunts, then whimpers]

[growling]

[growling continues]

[inmate]

Hey, what are you looking at?

All right, P.U.P., play it cool,

like Snoop Pup.

Hey! This area is strictly off-limits,

bub.

Boss sent me as back-up.

Got a problem with it?

Yeah?

Well, you can tell the warden

I can handle these chumps

with one paw tied behind my back.

[P.U.P.]

Whoa.

Is that Scrappy? The famous rapper?

What? You know

another rapping Yorkie, po-po?

- What's it to you?

- I've been known to throw some rhymes.

[scoffs] Talk's cheap.

Let's battle, homes.

Let's take

that pampered pooch wannabe down.

[chanting]

B-A-T-T-L-E! Battle!

[all]

Battle!

- Battle!

- Battle! Battle!

[all]

Battle! Battle! Battle!

Oh, what,

you're afraid of a little Yorkie?

- [all] What are you, jerk chicken?

- All right, all right!

- If it'll get me some peace and quiet.

- [all chanting]

You don't expect me to rap in a cage.

Eh, where's she gonna scarper to?

Let her out, guv.

Where am I gonna go, yo?

- Open up her cell.

- [inmate] All right!

[buzzing]

Let's do this legit. I'll lay down a beat.

[beatboxing]

Every puppy in the pokey

Has the same tale

You're just another loser

Thought your rhyming was gold

But look at you

A little washed-up wannabe

Coolin' in the big house

- Hope you enjoy your stay, convict.

- [Butch beatboxing]

- You must be dumber than these bricks.

- [beatboxing]

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