Pup Star Page #7

Of course I do, you talentless mongrel.

I did what I had to do.

But she's just a pup.

And she's really nice,

and really talented.

Talented? What do you

know about talent?

Excuse me, is Miss

Emily-Rose here?

I'm looking for Tiny.

She's my Yorkie.

She's headed to New

York for Pup Star.

New York?

It is here that our

paths must uncross.

There's a small curry place that

I go to every time I'm here.

I have a reservation

I must keep.

Curry?

You should join me, friend.

Hey, not to worry. I'm

heading there now.

Whoa.

Thank you, Mr. Owen.

It's not about the destination.

- It's about the journey. Namaste.

- It's about the journey. Namaste.

Namaste.

- Now, hop on.

- Let's go.

Welcome to New York City.

I'm your host, Rover. And

this is the Pup Star finale.

From east to west, north to

south, the dogs came to audition.

Throw me a bone

I am Chiquita

P-Diggy what?

P-Diggy ruff

I like to keep it fresh

Like dog breath

If you believe in me

And I believe in you

And the question on

everyone's mind is,

can anyone beat Bark,

the returning champion?

You gotta rock

You gotta rock 'em dead

So you can rock 'em dead

All of these golden-bone canine

crooners had just one thing in common.

They were all dogs looking

to make a dream come true.

In just a moment, our contestants

will sing an original song

in their own musical

styles, for your votes.

And the winner will go home with

a national recording contract.

First up, it's the

precocious Pup Star rapper

that goes by the name P-Diggy.

When I walk by all the butchers

They throw me some meat

They love this alpha bad boy

Coming from the city street

I'm signing autographs

I'm marking trees

I'm spinning lyrics

Turning pit bulls into piggy meat

I'm gonna go water

a fire hydrant.

Watch for Charlie.

Stay awake.

And now, sashaying onto the stage

to steal your heart and your votes,

it's Chiquita.

I am Chiquita

I came to party

We'll dance the rumba

You won't be sorry

Come feel the rhythm

Do the doggy wag

Hi, Roland.

- Miss me?

- Holy crab cakes.

Mr. Charlie.

Let her out now.

Singing for your

votes, it's Winston.

Puppy love

Was it all just a dream?

Open that cage.

She's unharmed.

Lou's barrette. But...

But I left that for you.

You gave me a lot more than

you'll ever know, young pup.

You taught an old grump

to believe again.

Now, you. Cover your eyes and

count backwards from a thousand.

One-thousand, 999,

998, 997, 996...

And here from the Windy City,

the lovable Yorkie, Tiny.

Tiny's still not here.

We have to move on.

Unfortunately, ladies and gentleman,

dogs and cats, Tiny has gone missing.

And according to Pup Star rules,

this means she is officially

disqualified from the competition,

- so we're moving on without her.

- Boo!

So, uh, next up is the tail-wagging,

paw-stomping, Furrell.

Hey, pretty pup

Come put your paws up

...188, 187, 186...

I didn't do anything. It

was all Kano and Bark.

You idiot. It's me.

Huh?

With "Rolling

Bone," here's Bark.

Miles from home

And I can't retrace my steps

Hurry, Mr. Charlie.

- Oh, no.

- Why, hello, Charlie.

Miss Rose.

- Tiny.

- Mr. Charlie, I'm scared.

It's okay, kid. I'm not gonna

let anything happen to you.

- What time is it, Roland?

- Uh...

I've got 5:
37.

Revenge time.

Funny, that's what originally

brought me here today, too.

You know what they say, Charlie.

An eye for an eye.

- Puglay?

- Tiny, quick, in here.

What the...?

I keep rolling straight and true

Till I find my way back to you

But until that day, I'll be on my own

Like a rolling bone

No, he will not. "Rolling

Bone" is your song.

Bark stole it from you.

Let me at him.

No need, pup. The song is

mightier than the sword.

It's time to do battle my way

and set the record straight.

Walking boulevards

Till my fur is cold and wet

- Come highway or byway...

- Or byway

- You.

- I've got to do it my way

Until that day, I'll be on my own

Like a rolling bone

Who is that dog?

I'm a rolling bone

And I walk alone

I'm a rolling bone

And the road is long

Yeah, I'm a rolling bone

And you know it's true

I'm a rolling bone

Rolling back to you

I was born a stray

All I owned was the music in my soul

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Had to find my way

Living on my dreams of rock 'n' roll

Oh, like a rolling bone

I've been rolling, I know

And I keep rolling straight and true

Till I find my way back to you

Until that day, I'll be on my own

Like a rolling bone

Oh, like a rolling bone

Call security. He's a no-good

stray trying to steal my song.

This is a total disaster.

Are you kidding? The

ratings are gonna be huge.

Please, hear me out. I

know I'm just a stray,

but if that was Bark's

never-before-heard song,

how did I know all the words?

The dog has a point.

You did win the

battle, paws down.

Maximum respect, man.

How do you know the lyrics?

Bark was my back-up singer.

I wrote "Rock 'Em Dead"

and "Rolling Bone."

He came on your show with my

songs pretending they were his.

Seriously? Now,

that's far-fetched.

It's true.

He's telling the truth.

Don't listen to her.

She's just a poor loser.

News flash, you're disqualified.

I'm only late because

Bark had me dog-napped.

Pugly, my main man.

Back me up here?

My name is not Pugly.

It's Michael Puglay.

I can't back up a bad dog, but

I can backup Tiny and Charlie.

They're both telling the truth.

Be quiet, you talentless half-wit.

You have no proof.

Yeah, prove it.

But I do.

- It's Emily-Rose!

- Emily-Rose!

What is going on here?

Yeah, come on. Let's see it.

I have the footage to prove it.

Hit it, Sally.

Till I find my way back to you

- But until that day

- But until that day

- I'll be on my own

- I'll be on my own

Bark is a thief and a copycat.

Bit of a sticky wicket, Bark.

Bark, it pleases me to say, you're

disqualified from Pup Star.

Security, get him out of here.

Uh, Charlie, is it?

We'd be totally honored if

you'd come back next season.

Oh, boy, man. You just ooze

rock 'n' roll, brother.

You are the real deal, man.

Thanks, but I'll be on the road with

the queen of country, Emily-Rose.

Under the circumstances, Tiny

is back in the competition.

Everyone, let's give a big

"yippee bow wow" for Tiny.

Whoa, where do you

think you're going?

Uh, we're with Tiny.

We're her family.

Oh, really? Yeah, so where's your

VIP pass, like the other families?

We don't have one.

You know what? It doesn't matter

'cause Tiny's not here anyway.

She's not?

Come here.

Wait, wait, wait. You never

told me you had a golden bone.

It's Tiny's.

Hey, girl, what song

you gonna sing for us?

A song for my girl, Lou,

who always believed in me.

Tiny?

Well, what are you waiting for?

Get in there.

There was a time

When the road was dark

All my dreams were torn apart

Then I found my soul, made a friend

Started on my way again

You lifted me up into the sky

Found my groove and I could fly

- So don't lose hope when love's away

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