The Dog Who Saved Christmas Page #5
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- 2009
- 89 min
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No no no, George, George,
wait wait, please.
You can't give up on me...
not you.
I'm gonna take care
of all this in the morning.
I can drop you off then.
No, George, please,
you can't give up on me. I promise...
Listen, there's plenty
of water and food,
so, you know,
make yourself feel at home.
No no, you can't give up on me.
I promise I'll be a good dog.
I won't break anything.
I'll learn how to bark.
Sorry, buddy.
I guess it just wasn't
meant to be.
You and I, George...
we're like peanut butter and jelly,
salt and pepper.
We just go together.
- George, where are you going?
- Hey, kids.
- You can't leave me. It's Christmas.
- Come say goodbye to Zeus.
I can't believe
this is really happening
on Christmas.
Get lost in the shadows
of days gone by
But you never forget
when the moment is right
So mark this day
With a kiss
It doesn't get
Better than this.
We're gonna miss you, bud.
Mom, do we really have to
get rid of Zeussy?
Well...
yes, honey, we do.
But listen,
I don't want you to worry,
because we are gonna get you
a really nice, cute new puppy.
- A puppy?
- Zeus:
A puppy?But what's gonna happen
to Zeussy?
Well, Zeussy is going to find
a really nice home,
the right home for him.
- Zeus:
But I have a home. It's right here.- Okay?
We were a good home.
I know, but we just weren't
the right one for him.
So...
you have to
say goodbye now, okay?
'Cause Grandma's waiting for us.
All right?
- Okay, come on.
- All right, okay.
All right, Zeussy.
All right, buddy.
See you later, okay?
See you later.
See you later.
Zeus:
You know, wait, Ben.Don't go, Ben, please.
I'll do better, I promise.
Ben, don't go.
Oh, no.
No, Kara, Kara, don't cry.
Kara, it's okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Look at the size
of that house.
I know.
Older man:
Look, they're goingon a trip.
Younger man:
We justcaught a break.
It's gonna make our job
so much easier.
How?
Where do you think
they're going?
Who cares where they're going?
They're going.
That's gonna make our job easier.
Look at that snowman.
And look at those reeds.
Those are real reeds
right there.
Those aren't reeds
that you just buy at the corner.
Somebody took the time and made those.
Those gotta go for $198 retail.
We could sell those, Ted.
Imagine the jewelry...
watches, necklaces...
electronics.
Imagine the kitchen. They got two of them,
and a freezer downstairs.
And that's where they have the meat
and the cupcakes.
See, I know about that stuff.
No no no, Stewey,
no funny business.
We go in, we get the loot,
we get out. That's it.
Oops, sorry, kids.
I just forgot one thing inside.
Belinda:
You haveyour seat belts on?
And they got hot chocolate
and marshmallows
and cookies and oatmeal cookies.
I've been away for a long time.
That joint... they don't take care of you
over the holidays.
They give you, you know,
pasteurized turkey.
You can't live on that stuff
on the holidays.
Ah.
Here we go.
Santa's gonna love
Belinda's homemade
chocolate-chip cookies.
It's funny...
she doesn't make the cookies for me.
Actually, that might be
one too many.
Yeah, I'll eat the rest
of those later.
You mess this up...
you're gonna be back in the joint.
Okay?
We go in, we get the goods,
we get out.
That's it. No eating.
No funny business.
This is business business.
You think they got a dog?
'Cause I hate dogs.
Ted, I've always hated dogs,
whether they are little, big,
small, fat.
I don't want no dogs.
That time you told me there wasn't a dog,
I climbed into a doggy window
and there was a dog.
And he almost bit me.
And you know what?
I got no insurance this time,
so I can't even go to the hospital.
I don't want no dogs.
I'm telling you right now
I don't want to see a dog. If I see a dog,
I'm gonna have an anxiety attack
and I gotta go to a prison acupuncturist.
I gotta make an appoint...
Stewey, what have we been doing
for the last two days?
Sitting here.
I don't know.
Have you heard a dog bark?
No.
No. Exactly.
No dog, okay?
(breathing deeply)
With this house we'll finally
pay off that debt to Tony Roe.
And I can stop my diet.
And if we have any money
left over,
you'll get that nose job
you've always been talking about.
It's not a nose job.
I have a deviated septum.
The one in your house
or the one here?
It's... it's...
at the house.
(Zeus whining)
Wait, guys. Come back.
Don't do this. Don't do this, please.
I'm sorry, okay?
George, George, don't leave me.
I'm your best friend.
George.
- Oh, no.
- Bye, Zeussy.
Hey, this alone thing
ain't so bad after all.
I got no one telling me
what to do
and I got the whole house
to myself.
Oh, this part gets me every time.
I'm hungry.
I'm gonna look for a little snack.
Who says dogs shouldn't be
eating candy?
All right.
- (toy barking)
- Come here, come here.
What are you looking at? Are you
looking at me? What's your problem?
Huh, I smell something.
What's that?
Cookies?
Are those cookies? Yes!
Cookies, come to Zeus, baby.
Got 'em.
Belinda always said
to brush after every meal.
Now this is the life.
What happened when Santa Claus's cat
swallowed a ball of yarn?
She had mittens.
Voice:
Come, Zeus,drink from my well.
Zeus:
Did I just...?Am I going crazy?
Voice:
You're not going crazy.You're just alone and thirsty.
Whoa.
Voice:
Don't worry,Belinda will understand.
- Zeus:
Bottoms up.- Come, enjoy.
It's cool and refreshing.
- This dog sure is messy.
- I know, and I love it.
What's going on?
Franz, is that you?
Plumbers.
Zeus:
I get it.This is all a setup.
George isn't really
bringing me back to the pound.
He just wanted to see
how I was gonna react.
All right, I'll show him.
Anybody home?
Wait a minute.
These guys don't smell like plumbers.
These guys are the real deal.
This is definitely not a test.
See? Just like I told you,
nobody home, no dog.
It's gonna be a piece of cake.
- I hope you're right, Captain.
- What did I tell you about calling me that?
You said to call you General.
You didn't say nothing about Captain.
- Don't call me anything. No nicknames.
- Okay.
I gotta do something.
These guys are coming to rob the house.
I'm gonna get this one.
Step aside.
You know what you're doing?
I worked for a locksmith.
You forget about these things.
Keep your eye out there.
Ahh.
Come on, baby.
Come on, let Uncle Stewey
teach you.
Come on, come on.
Come on.
What's taking so long?
Relax.
This is my first time.
I thought you said
you worked for a locksmith.
Shh. I did, but I made keys.
I know just the thing
to get rid of these hooligans.
Here.
Use this.
Now you're talking.
Step aside.
(dogs barking)
Argh!
I don't like dogs.
I'm scared of dogs.
I won't work with dogs.
I've been telling you...
No, you are going inside.
Yes, you are.
I hate dogs. I'm scared of them.
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