Teacher's Pet Page #4
Who is that?
Heh.
Jeez, he looked
a lot shorter on TV.
Maybe it's the ax.
Allow me to introduce myself.
your newest subject.
The one that's
finally going to work!
Dare you torment an old man?
- You cannot help me!
- Aah!
You're nothing but
a worthless boy!
You're wrong, Dr. Krank.
I am a dog who wants
to be a worthless boy.
I mean, who wants to be a boy.
Good Lord,
I was totally fooled.
Don't worry.
Happens all the time.
Now, here's your problem
as I see it, doc.
While your theories
are scientifically sound...
and your equipment
technically flawless...
you keep hitting
a failure point...
when it comes to the selection
of your subjects.
See, you've been experimenting
on swamp creatures...
insects, and, uh, reptiles.
And all-ee-gators!
All-ee-gators are reptiles.
Proceed.
Mm-hmm. But the fact is,
Dr. Krank...
if you want to make a man...
you've got to start
with a mammal!
Yes. Of course. It's so simple,
and yet so utterly brilliant!
Ha ha ha!
I wish I had a nickel
for every time I've heard that.
I shall give you
a nickel...
if you will be my mammal.
I'll take it!
Then I shall make you a boy.
Oh, boy!
Oh, no!
Spot, this is wrong.
Tlhis is going against natune.
Nature? Feh!
I am a man of science!
You're a wacko of science!
Who do you think you are?
I'll tell you who I am.
Or, better yet, I'll sing it!
Maestro, a tango,
if you please.
# I was born with a brain #
# That could not be contained #
# So they tortured
and teased me #
# It was bad, very bad #
# Even Mom called me mad #
from the pain #
# Raised on rage and defiance #
# I turned my cerebrum
to science #
# I tinkered and toiled
# And I built
# Now the whole world
will see #
# The genius in me #
# While I stand
# Ha ha ha! #
# I am I, Ivan Krank #
# Just a man
way ahead of his time #
# I'm much hipper
than old Dr. Frankenstein #
# I am I, Ivan Krank #
# And you may call me
wacko or weird #
# But you'll have me
to thank #
# When this pup
that you've reared #
# Is no longer wet-nosed,
waggy-tailed, or dog-eared #
# He'll be human,
like you, man #
# For the genius that is I #
# Ivan Krank #
transformation operation-
or N.E.A.T.O.
for short-
not to be confused with that
stupid teacher award-begin!
No-o-o-o-o!
LEONARD.
Spot. tlhis is wnong!
LEONARD.
You'ne supposed to be my dog.
Then I shall make you a boy.
Oh, it's alive.
It's alive!
That's a good start!
Dennis! Adele!
Remove the bandages,
and let us witness...
what I hath wrought!
Mein gott in himmel.
Whoa.
Daddy did it!
SPO T. I gotta see!
I'm a boy! I'm a boy!
I'm a really big boy.
You're not a boy, Scott.
You're a man.
I'm a man?
I don't understand.
How could I be a man?
Great balls of kibble!
That's right! One human year
equals seven dog years.
- That would make you...
- Don't do the math.
Uh, it's not exactly what
I had planned, but I'm human...
and that's nothing
to shake your tail at.
How can I thank you?
Oh, it will be thanks enough...
that you spend
the rest of your life...
traveling around
the world with me...
Ah. Well, uh, gee,
fun as that sounds for me...
I'm afraid
I'm gonna have to pass.
I can't spend the rest
of my life with you.
I- I-I live with this guy...
at his house, in his room.
Heh. Although,
now that I'm a big, grown man...
with knuckle hair and-
uhh-lower back pain...
that may present
a slight problem.
But we'll cross that bridge
when we come to it.
- Let's go, Leonard!
- No!
Aah!
You're not going anywhere,
my precious man.
I made you, I own you.
You're mine!
Come, Dennis, Adele!
for the Ivan Krank
World Vindication Tour!
First the United Nations,
then my high school reunion.
No, wait!
Nuts!
Over here!
Get down!
Hi, Uncle Ivan!
The bus from East Westland was
a little late, but here I am!
Ian?
Leonard? What are you doing
in my uncle's laboratory?
And who are you, mister...
and why are you all dressed up
Uh, no time to explain,
strange little boy...
I've never met before
in my life.
Ian, can you help us
get out of here?
What'll you give me if I do?
Um, all I've got is this, uh...
slimy old dog chew toy
and a shiny new nickel.
Mm-hmm. Ohh...
holding out on me, huh?
Hey, give me that chew toy!
OK, let's see now.
Decode secret password,
override security check...
bypass concealed alarm cookie,
and... bingo!
Wow!
How did you do that?
Oh, come on. This was easy.
Reprogramming
the queen's toilets...
for a 21-flush salute-
now, that was hard.
- Thanks, Ian.
- Thank you, stranger.
You're welcome, stranger.
Well, as long as I'm here...
Hee hee hee.
Ooh, they'll love this.
Ohh! What's all this, then?
- Ohh!
- Ohh!
Oh, blast that blasted
Waszelewski kid!
Quick, hop in!
- Boo-yah!
- Uhh!
Hmm. I must work out.
Come on, Scott! Scott!
Hey, wait for me!
Old habits die hard.
DR. KRANK. Tlhey've escaped!
Dennis, Adele, find them!
- You betcha!
- Right away, Daddy.
Hmm. Nothing here.
Hmm.
Not in here, you fools.
Out there!
Hunny!
Yes, sir, Daddy.
Uhh!
And don't call me Daddy!
How could a man
as brilliant as I...
have created something
as stupid as them?
I can't believe
they let my dog-man escape!
Oh, don't blame them,
Uncle Ivan. I let 'em go.
Ah! Ian! Ahh!
Ian, my darling nephew...
the only one who ever
truly believed in me.
Welcome to my home!
However, now that
you've ruined everything...
I must ground you
for the rest of the summer.
So go to your room.
Don't come out till Labor Day!
Yes, Uncle Ivan.
Grounded again.
Jeez, I could've saved
a bus ride.
What was I so afraid of
all these years?
The outside is very nice.
Pleasant, even.
One might go so far...
as to say invig-amarating.
- Told ya.
- But we're not going very fast.
How long will it take us
to get to Spot?
Oh, we should start making some
Bo-o-o-oard!
Aaaaah!
Man, I'm gettin' hungry.
Yeah, me, too. And if these
pants ride up any more...
I'm gonna be a soprano.
I gotta get me
some new clothes.
- We need to get us some money.
- Yeah, but how?
Whoa!
What?
- That'll do.
- That'll do.
Come on, let's go find that dog
and get us some money!
How?
The twilight bark.
The what?
Uhh!
Oh, we gotta start
renting you...
some more classic
animated movies.
Leonard, the twilight bark...
is tlhat fnee wonldwide
long-distance senven...
tlhnouglh wlhiclh dogs
all oven tlhe wonld...
Ihave been communicating
since tlhe dawn of time.
Now, let's just hope I still
got enough dog left in me.
Awooooo!
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