The Shaggy D.A. Page #6

- Did we lose 'em?

- Lose 'em? We creamed 'em.

Elwood! Aah!

Elwood!

You're not going to run away again.

Sorry, Tim.

I've got a better chance on paw.

Elwood!

How long did that professor say

the spell lasts?

- I didn't ask.

- I'm not taking any chances.

- "In canis corpore transmuto."

- I'll do that.

- Never mind. I'll do it myself.

- Sorry, sir.

"In canis corpore transmuto."

- [Phone rings]

- I'll take that.

Slade here.

It's Howie, sir.

We've got him surrounded in Vista Grove.

And about time.

Hold him until we get there.

Get your own door.

I'll take care of this. Start the car.

[Police dispatcher] 305, stand by.

There you are, sir.

It's the tranquilizer gun, sir.

- You be ready with it.

- Yes, sir.

Daniels, I'm going to give you

one more chance.

Withdraw from the race or else.

I'm in this race to the end.

Well, that's right now.

Shoot him down.

Well, come on. Hurry up.

I think you have to release this first.

[Cries in pain]

You numbskull!

Can't you do anything right?

Very sorry, sir. Quite accidental.

Really, it was.

[Moans]

[Dog #1] He looks like a first-timer.

I wonder what he's in for?

[Dog #2] Vagrancy. What else?

[Dog #3] The paddy wagon boys

slipped him a mickey.

[Dog #4] Easy, you guys.

Curly's coming around.

Dummy up on our plan.

We don't know him.

[Dog #3] Hiya, tall, dark and handsome.

Welcome to one-way row, pal.

"One-way row"? Where is this?

Curly, my boy, it's the slammer.

I gotta get outta here.

You will, sweetheart, in three days.

[Dog #4] Feet first.

[Male dog] (music) Swing low

(music) Sweet chariot

(music) Comin' for to carry me home

[dog #4] It's for him.

He goes next.

(music) Swing low

(music) Sweet chariot

(music) Comin' for to carry me home

Sing it again, Sam.

Your receipt for the bail.

Thank you.

There we are.

Nice talkin' to you.

I'm sorry about this,

but Elwood was driving.

- That's what you'll tell the judge?

- I gotta tell him the truth.

Let me get this straight.

He was driving?

- Right.

- He smashed up the truck?

- Then he jumped over the moon.

- Now you're being unreasonable.

Oh.

[(music) Brian hums Where, Oh Where,

Has My Little Dog Gone?]

Would you please stop

humming that song?

[Phone rings]

Animal shelter.

Hello. This is Mrs. Daniels.

I seem to have lost my dog,

and I was wondering if, by any chance...

Can you describe the animal?

He's tall and he has

a charming disposition.

He's very handsome. And, uh...

...I think he's got warm brown eyes.

Sounds more like you're

looking for Cary Grant.

[Laughs]

Give me the breed and color.

We'll start from there.

I think he's some kind

of a sheepdog.

And he's white and he's gray.

We got a long-haired dog in today,

but this one's a real killer.

That couldn't be my Wilby.

Thank you very much.

Don't worry, Mom.

Pop can take care of himself.

He's in the pound, Mr. Slade.

I saw them cart him away.

I'm sorry.

He'll be a goner in 72 hours.

Will you get the governor on the phone.

I'm not waiting around any 72 hours.

Go on, go on.

Yes, Mr. Slade.

I'll get the governor right now.

[Dog #1] Hurry up.

We don't have all night.

[Dog #5] I'm digging.

It's rough going down here.

Now, we're bustin' outta here.

Are you with us or not?

I can't do that.

I'm running for district attorney.

[Dog #5] District attorney?

That mickey went to his head.

[Dog #3] All right, you guys.

Curly's out.

We make the break without him, see?

[Phone rings]

Animal shelter.

Who? The governor.

This is Howie, sir.

Yes, sir. I know the one.

Oh.

Yes, sir.

If you say so, sir.

Right away.

[Dog #2] We're never going to make it.

[Door opens]

[Dog #4] Quick, he's comin'.

Close it up.

[Dog #2] Hurry. He'll catch us all.

Well, so long, boys.

I guess this is it.

[Footsteps]

[Howie] Come along, boy.

Oh.

[Male dog] (music) Swing low

(music) Sweet chariot

Poor guy. He didn't last long.

Sorry, boy.

It's the governor's orders.

No, you don't.

Sit. Stay.

Okay, I'm with you guys.

We're breakin' outta here.

Come on, gorgeous.

Thanks, big boy.

- Let's go, brother.

- We're never going to make it.

- Make it fly, pal.

- Don't crowd me. I'm almost through.

Mr. Howie, your coffee's gettin' cold.

Mr. Howie?

What are you doing down there,

Mr. Howie?

That big dog

told me to stay.

[Dog #4] I'm through.

All right, everybody under the wall.

Move it, shorty.

And I'm sure the big dog

is in the kennel where he belongs.

[Wilby] There's our getaway truck.

Follow me.

Everybody in. I'm driving.

Hurry up. Move.

[Tires screech]

[Phone rings]

Animal shelter.

- You received the governor's orders.

- Yes, sir.

And you carried them out.

Well, um...

- Did you or didn't you?

- We've, uh...

We've had a breakout, sir.

- A breakout?

- Yes, sir.

All the dogs drove off

in our truck.

[Slade screams incoherently]

[Dog #3] Well, now,

this is more like it, see?

It's sure great to be out again.

Right, Curly?

Yeah, I guess so.

What's the matter, sweetheart?

You sound down in the chops.

There's a ring I need.

Yeah? What kind of ring is that?

Well, it's very old

and has a beetle on it,

and my opponent has it,

and I've got to get it.

I don't care if you have to call out

the National Guard.

Just find that dog.

So long, gang.

You got a better chance without me.

Thanks. We won't forget

what you done for us.

[Dog #4] Tail up, pal.

[Dog #1] Say guys, that kid's

really got problems.

Then we give him a lift, see.

After all, he gave us a leg up.

Know what I mean?

Yeah.

[Admiral] Hey, you there!

Out of my flowers.

Heave to, or I'll fire.

That sounded like

the admiral's shotgun.

Yes, it's the same

wooly mammoth, I tell you.

Yes, white and shaggy

with black markings.

What difference does the color make?

[Knocking]

Brian, open up. Let me in.

Look, it's Pop.

- Hurry up. Give me a hand.

- Oh, darling.

- OK. Pull. Watch out.

- We were so worried about you.

What's happening?

Slade's got the ring.

Unless I can get it back,

he's gonna rub me out.

- Oh, no.

- [Tires screech]

There's police. Lots of 'em.

[Sirens]

There's a van.

Looks like the SWAT team.

- I gotta get out of here.

- What are you gonna do?

I don't know how,

but I'm gonna nail Slade.

That's the way to go.

Lassie and Rin Tin Tin wouldn't give up.

[Dispatcher] 13-L-21, come in.

There's a policeman coming.

- I'm on my way. Good-bye, honey.

- Good luck.

Hurry, Pop. He's here.

[Knocking]

- Take care of your mother, son.

- Okay, Pop.

Good evening, ma'am.

There's a mad dog in the area.

A mad dog?

I love dogs, you know.

Big dogs, small dogs,

medium dogs. Even mad dogs.

Sometimes, they're not mad.

They're just cranky.

But I really love dogs, any kind of dog.

I think I love dogs more than people.

Elwood!

Not a peep out of you.

You can have my wallet.

There's not much money.

Take my credit cards...

What are you doin'

in the park muggin' people?

I am not mugging anybody

and I am not Elwood.

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