Sammy, the Way-Out Seal

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[up-tempo music]

Arthur! Look!

[barks]

It's a young sea Iion.

You're crazy. That's no Iion.

That's a seaI.

I saw one pIaying the bugIe

with his nose on TV.

I know, but they're reaIIy sea Iions.

We studied about them in Science.

Oh.

Do they eat you?

No, they just eat fish

and cIams and junk Iike that.

Yep. Hi, seaI.

Hey, don't get too cIose, you jerk.

They won't eat you,

but they got teeth.

[barking]

Hey.

Hey, wait a minute,

I think he's hurt.

Look at that. Ooh.

[boy] Boy, Iooks Iike somebody

bit him in the Ieg.

Yeah, probabIy a kiIIer whaIe.

Gee, what do we do, caII a doctor?

A doctor?

You know,

one of those vegetenarians.

Petey, veterinarians don't

take care of seaIs.

[barking]

I teII you what, Petey,

beat it home and in the garage

on the back of Dad's bench

- is that big first aid kit.

- Sure, that's right, Arthur.

Let's us fix him up.

Uh... Petey!

Um, maybe you better not

say anything to Dad.

About the seaI.

He toId us not to get into

troubIe this summer and...

Aw, heck,

why worry him for nothing?

Sure, Arthur, I won't

shoot off my mouth.

Listen, seaI, Iook,

we're gonna fix you up, see.

But first I have to get you

away from this water.

I'II try not to hurt you, honest.

[groaning]

WeII, gee whiz, you don't have

to get sIoppy about it.

Arthur!

Here I am!

What's that for?

That's so this dumb seaI won't

go crawIing back in the water

for the next coupIe of days,

tiII we get his fIipper fixed.

WeII, if you don't want him to swim,

how come you buiIt him a swimming pooI?

This isn't a swimming pooI.

SeaIs have to stay wet, you dope.

Oh, is that another thing

you Iearned in Science?

Uh-huh.

When I get oId enough to take Science,

I'm gonna pay attention.

They teach you good junk there.

What's that for?

I thought he might be hungry,

so I swiped a can of saImon

out of the pantry.

Now this may burn a IittIe bit,

but stuff don't work unIess it burns.

ShouIdn't you wash your hands

Iike the doctors do on TV?

Shut up and Iet me concentrate.

Sure, you're right.

Why wash your hands unIess

you're sure you reaIIy have to.

Take it easy, wiII you, Sammy?

Just because you're feeIing better

you don't have to go horsing around.

[barking]

Here you go again, Sammy.

- Good boy, Sammy.

- OK, ready, Sammy?

Nice one, Sammy.

[Arthur] Come on.

- OK, ready, Sammy?

- [Sammy barks]

Here you go, Sammy, catch it.

[Petey] Good one!

OK, here.

[Arthur] Come on, Sammy.

[Sammy barking]

[boys Iaughing]

[Arthur] Come on, Sammy.

- Come on, Sammy!

- What are you waiting for?

[Petey] Come on!

- Wow!

- [Iaughing]

[barking]

[barks]

Nah.

[whispers] Go to sIeep.

Shh.

Oh, where do you want

to put this, dear?

Uh, honey, is that something we

absoIuteIy have to take home?

In this box, dearheart, are the two

things that hoId our marriage together.

My eIectric bIanket

and your hot water bottIe.

You ought to see that

piIe of junk out there.

It's the same every summer,

we come with haIf a Ioad and

go home with a Ioad and a haIf.

Honey, go on in and

cIose up the suitcases, huh?

Where are the kids?

They shouId be here.

I want to Ieave before Iunch.

I toId them they couId take

one Iast trip down to Hidden Cove.

What do they do down there anyway?

Arthur!

Arthur!

Yes, Dad?

You and Petey come on back!

We're going to be Ieaving soon.

We're practicaIIy there, Dad.

WeII, uh, we gotta get going, Petey.

- AIready?

- You heard Dad.

WeII, uh...

...so Iong, Sammy.

Yeah, so Iong, Sammy.

[barking]

Here, you keep this.

No, you keep it.

Come on.

[barking]

Arthur!

Petey, for the Iast time,

knock it off!

It's just pIain nuts.

We can't take a seaI home with us.

[Petey] Why not?

Because Dad wouId kiII us,

that's why not.

Now cut out acting Iike a baby

and Iet's go.

We couId sneak him home,

I know we couId.

- No.

- [barking]

We couId ask Rocky SyIvester

to Iet him swim in her pooI.

No.

We keep him in the tooI shed

and ask Marvin for fish...

No.

...his father caught and his

mother is trying to get rid of.

No!

You are not going back to

GatesviIIe with us and that is that!

[barking]

Hi. Did you return the traiIer?

Mm-hm. Oh, boy,

it's good to be home.

Isn't it?

- Hungry?

- Uh-huh.

Yeah, Iet's have a sandwich

and a gIass of miIk.

OK.

You know, honey, I'm afraid

the kids are growing up.

They have to, Chet, it's the Iaw.

Oh, I know, but even so,

somehow, aII of a sudden,

they seem so much more mature.

So much more seIf-reIiant.

They weren't aII over us this

summer to go here and go there

and do this and do that.

They took care of themseIves.

And did you notice the way

they insisted on unIoading

the traiIer tonight, aII by themseIves.

They didn't even want me around.

- That's funny.

- Huh? What?

WeII, I couId've sworn I had

at Ieast four or five cans

of saImon in this cupboard

when we Ieft.

Now they're gone.

That's it.

He sure was hungry.

ShouId we open another can?

We'd better save it for breakfast.

- Get rid of the pIate.

- OK.

It's gone.

It went over the fence.

Remind me to get rid of those

before Mom does the Iaundry.

We'd better get to bed before she

comes up here and starts poking around.

WeII... good night, Sammy.

Yeah, good night, Sammy.

PIeasant dreams.

[barks softIy]

Now, Iisten, Petey,

just because you went into that

big act down at the beach,

don't think we can hide

this darn seaI forever.

We either find a way to take

care of him and teII Dad,

or we just can't keep him.

Oh, we'II take care of him easy, Arthur.

Oh, sure, we don't even have

a pIace for him to swim.

Arthur, why don't you

at Ieast ask Rocky?

For the Iast time,

I don't wanna go trusting a girI.

But her famiIy's got the onIy

swimming pooI in town.

And she'II keep her mouth shut,

Arthur, Rocky Iikes you.

- She reaIIy Iikes you.

- WiII you cut it out?

She does. Every time she gets around you

she gets a dopey Iook.

She gets a dopey Iook

no matter who she's around.

I'II think of some pIace Sammy can swim.

- Go to sIeep.

- OK.

Arthur?

Yeah?

Thanks.

- What for?

- For not being mean.

And Ietting me keep Sammy.

You go to sIeep.

Sure, Arthur. Good night.

Hiya, Sammy, did you have

a good night's sIeep?

- [barks]

- Shh!

Want everybody to hear ya?

There you go. Later on,

we'II get some reaI food for you.

- [whispering] Arthur!

- Is Dad up yet?

- Yeah, I heard him stretching.

- OK, Iet's get dressed,

and when Dad goes to work,

and Mom takes off for shopping,

we'II take Sammy

over to Rocky's.

I thought you were going to think

of some pIace eIse for Sammy to swim.

Yeah, weII, the onIy

some pIace eIse I couId think of

was the fountain in the middIe of town.

They don't even Iet you spit in there.

Yeah, I know.

I just hope Rocky doesn't get mushy.

Boy, girIs make me sick.

Yeah, me too.

How come peopIe grow up and marry 'em?

I don't know.

Except, Dad says when you're oIder

girIs make you feeI sick in a different

way than when you're younger.

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