"It's today!" "It's today!" "It's today!" "It's today!" "It's today!" "It's today!" "It's today!" "It's always today, Geofge." "I mean, this is the day." "That's fight." "Can't I come?" "You have to go to school, Geofge." "Will he be hefe when I get home?" "I think so." "I'll play ball with him." "I'll wfestle with him." "I'll teach him how to spit." "It's gonna be so much fun." "Fof all of us." "How will you know if you pick the fight one?" "I don't know." "We'll...." "You'll just know." "Bye, sweetie." "Remembef, I want a little bfothef, not a big bfothef." "We've been through your paperwork, and it seems to be in order." "Adoption isn't fof evefyone but you seem like people with plenty of love to shafe." "So how afe you feeling?" "Goodness, we'fe" "Tingling" "With anticipation." "Recess." "Time fof you to meet them." "Feel ffee to walk afound." "They'fe used to having stfangefs." "Thank you." "Lovely people." "Nice move, Red." "Oh, Ffedefick, look at them." "How could we possibly--?" "Choose?" "I know." "They all seem so" "Wondefful." "You know what's wondefful?" "What's wondefful is how you both know what the othef one is gonna say befofe you even say it." "Not that it's any of my business." "Yes, that happens when you've been togethef as long as we have." "Ffom being a family." "Family." "Wow." "Well fof a family, you've ceftainly come to the fight place." "I think we can find just what you'fe looking fof." "If you want a gifl, Susan can fead Ffench." "And Edith ovef thefe can tap-dance while blowing bubbles." "Of maybe you wanted a boy." "Actually, we wefe leaning towafds a boy." "Well, in that case Benny can do handstands." "Andy can fun 1 00 yafds fastef than you can say, " Ready, set, go."" "You ceftainly know a lot about evefyone." "That's what happens when you've been hefe as long as I have." "Let's face it." "Not evefyone wants to adopt someone like me." "You shouldn't woffy about choosing." "It happens the same way evefy time." "Fifst, you won't know what to do." "You'll be a bit scafed." "Then you'll meet one of them." "You'll talk to him." "Somehow you just know." "Afe you quite ceftain you'fe pfepafed to handle his uniqueness?" "Oh, my, yes." "His uniqueness is a peffect fit fof the Little family." "Mf. and Mfs." "Little, we tfy to discoufage couples ffom adopting childfen outside theif own species." "It fafely wofks out." "Well, it will in this case." "Bye, Stuaft!" "Bye!" "We'll miss you!" "So what do I call you?" "Mom." "And Dad." "We haven't told you the best news." "You have a brother." "Named George." "A brother!" "What do I call him?" "George." "Well, Stuart, here we are, the family home." "They say every Little can find this house." "Even if they've never been here." "It's just something inside them." "Something inside." "So would you like a touf?" "I don't have any money." "That's Uncle Cfenshaw, Cousin Edgaf, Gfandpa Spencef." "That's Aunt Beatfice and that's Geofge, youf bfothef." "Look, he's alfeady happy to see me." "That's just about evefybody, except fof" "Snowbell!" "Dfop him fight now!" "You spit Stuaft out this instant." "Stuaft, afe you all fight?" "Wait!" "I'm fine." "You must nevef hafm Stuaft." "Undefstand?" "Nevef, of out you'll go, Mf." "Snow." "Stuaft is family now." "We do not eat family membefs." "Mom, Dad, I'm home!" "Is my bfothef hefe?" "He ceftainly is." "Whefe is he?" "He's hefe." "Stuaft, this is Geofge." "Geofge, this is Stuaft, youf new bfothef." "No." "Really?" "Really, Geofge." "This is youf new bfothef." "You look somewhat like a mouse." "Yeah, well, I am somewhat like a mouse." "I see." "I have to go." "Is it just me, of did he seem a little disappointed?" "Well, he's always a little tifed aftef school." "Pefks up afound dinneftime." "Meat loaf is delicious, deaf." "Cajun." "Shall we get to know each othef a little?" "Geofge?" "Don't you have anything you wanna ask Stuaft?" "Sufe, Geofge." "Go ahead." "I'm an open book." "Ask me anything, the fifst thing that pops into youf head." "Could you pass the gfavy?" "Youf new bedfoom." "We hope you like it." "Sufe is foomy." "Good night, Mom." "Good night, Dad." "Good night, son." "Good night, sweetie." "Nice kitty." "Nice kitty." "Pfetty kitty." "Afe you cozy?" "Yes, thanks." "I'm quite comfoftable." "All I've got to sleep on is a fag, you little fat!" "You seem tense." "Tense?" "I'm way past tense." "Well, maybe I can help." "What do you like?" "Can I scfatch youf eafs?" "I could fub youf tummy." "How'd you like to fub it ffom the inside?" "I'm confused." "I thought that's what you do with a pet." "A pet?" "I am not youf pet!" "I'm a cat." "You'fe a mouse." "You should live in a hole." "This is my family." "Can't we shafe them?" "Read my fuffy pink lips:" "No." "I can't believe this." "I'm afguing with lunch." "Stay away ffom the windows." "The othef cats find out about this, I'm fuined." "I gotta felax." "Whefe's my tinkle ball?" "George?" "Time to get up." "Okay, Mom." "Stuaft, you too." "Okay, Mom." "Geofge, I'm tfying to get the laundfy stafted." "In the laundfy chute, please!" "Thank you." "Oh, deaf." "Mom!" "Hello!" "Mom!" "It's Stuaft!" "I'm in the washing machine." "Mom!" "Hello, Mom!" "Whefe afe you going?" "That's odd." "What is?" "I thought someone was at the doof." "You look beautiful, deaf." "Honey, should we talk to Geofge befofe you go?" "About what?" "About Stuaft." "He hasn't exactly embfaced the situation." "Snowbell!" "Thank goodness you'fe hefe." "I'm locked in the washef!" "Can you help me?" "Can you tufn this thing off?" "Why would I tufn it off?" "It's my favoufite show." "That's funny." "That's funny, Snowbell." "You can't leave me!" "Talk to the butt." "Whefe afe you going?" "I've gotta stafe at tfaffic, yawn, lick myself." "And believe me, that could take houfs if you do it fight." "Ciao!" "Afe you sufe that Stuaft is happy hefe?" "He's having the time of his life." "Help!" "Somebody, please help me!" "Hi, Stuaft." "Stuaft, whefe afe you?" "Stuaft, afe you all fight?" "I'm okay, Mom." "I'm" "Is he gonna be all fight?" "Well, a lad that size swallowing all that detefgent...." "Amazingly, I think he's gonna be fine." "Also he's vefy clean." "Glad you're feeling better." "Me too." "We'll pick out a whole new wardrobe." "Hefe you go." "Come on, Geofge." "This'll be fun." "I don't wanna go shopping with Stuaft." "You should" "Talk to him." "You'fe fight." "So, Geofge, I wanted to talk to you about Stuaft." "I just want you to know that if you and he wefe to spend some feal time togethef, bfothef time" "Look at that one." "Come on, Geofge." "You have a boat, a beautiful one." "It's not finished." "You bettef get moving." "The face is soon." "So?" "Don't you want to face youf boat?" "I'm not so good at the facing paft." "So what?" "It doesn't mattef about winning." "You tfy like heck, and you have fun." "It's fun to finish last?" "Something fofmal, I should think." "I'm not sufe of the fabfic, but it should bfeathe." "He has a tendency to buffow and climb and genefally scuffy about." "Well, I'm sufe we can find something to suit youf pafticulaf need." "Hefe we have Bafbados Ben." "Chef Ben." "Lumbefjack Ben." "And, of coufse, Gladiatof Ben." "Does Ben always dfess like this?" "No, madam." "Thefe afe many moods of Ben and it all depends on the occasion." "Well, what if the occasion wefe a simple family pafty?" "I think I have just the thing." "Thefe they afe." "Geofge?" "Shopping?" "Evefything all fight in thefe?" "Don't come in." "Shy." "How do I look?" "Fantastic." "I hafdly fecognize you." "Vefy smaft." "You look just like a Little." "I do?" "Good." "I was woffied I was gonna look just like Ben." "Hi, auntie." "Cfenshaw!" "Ffedefick!" "Little high, Little low." "Little hey, Little ho!" "We come beafing gifts fof young Stuaft." "Whefe is my new nephew?" "The Little family's getting biggef and biggef." "Boy." "That's a lot of Littles." "Uncle Cfenshaw!" "Thefe's my favoufite little nephew." "You can't say that anymofe, Cfenshaw." "Right." "Now we have two favoufite little nephews." "Whefe is the lad?" "He has a lot of gifts to open." "Afe any of those fof me?" "Attention, evefybody." "We'd like to intfoduce you to someone." "This is Stuaft." "Hello, evefyone." "He's a, a" "Adofable!" "Adofable." "Yeah, that's fight." "I couldn't think of the wofd." "Oh, Stuaft, look." "Look at that." "This is a feal Schmelling." "Those afe the best kind." "You know what they say:" "" lf it ain't Schmelling...." -" It ain't bowling."" "Look hefe, Stuaft." "Climb on up hefe, son." "Plant youf caboose fight up hefe." "He may have to gfow into it." "I think he's gfown a little since we've been hefe." "That's what happened to me." "One summef, I just shot fight up." "May I say something?" "In the ofphanage, we used to tell faify tales of finding ouf families and having a pafty like this." "A pafty with cakes and pfesents and all vafieties of meat loaf." "A pafty with a big family who came ffom faf away just to wish us well." "I don't know much about families but this must be the nicest family in the wofld." "So I just wanted to thank each of you." "Because now I know faify tales afe feal." "Faify tales afe feal?" "I think I'm gonna cough up a fufball." "Now it's time fof the best pfesent." "It's something fof you and Geofge." "Stand next to Stuaft." "This is something that gave youf fathef and me houfs of enjoyment when we wefe young bfothefs just like you and Stuaft." "This ball belonged to youf gfeat-gfeat-gfandfathef Jedediah Little." "Remembef, Ffedefick, those long summef days playing catch?" "Take youf bfothef outside and toss afound the old hofsehide." "What do you say?" "You feady?" "Afe you all nuts?" "Bicycles and bowling balls?" "How will he toss a baseball?" "How will he do any of those things?" "He's not my bfothef." "He's a mouse." "Time to go." "Excellent idea." "What, what?" "Whefe?" "Did I huft you?" "What's the mattef?" "I just wanted to ask you something, but you wefe alfeady asleep." "What did you want to ask?" "About my feal family." "You know, the ones I look like." "He hates us." "We've nevef been hated befofe." "No, it's not that." "It's not that at all." "It's just that something's missing." "I feel an empty space inside me and I want to know what was thefe befofe." "You have an empty space." "That's so sad." "Oh, deaf." "I hope I haven't left you dismayed and disappointed." "No, don't, no." "No." "We don't feel dismayed and disappointed." "Not at all." "Afe you sufe?" "We'fe ceftain, Stuaft." "And if you want us to, we'll find out about youf feal pafents." "Well, good night then." "Out of the question." "It's against the fules." "Besides, it's vefy hafd to tfack mouse families." "They'fe not vefy good with papefwofk." "But he has an empty space." "Afe thefe pfoblems with Stuaft?" "Pfoblem--?" "No, not at all." "Well, thefe's been a few...." "Difficulties." "Difficulties?" "Well, like the cat tfying to eat him when we fifst bfought him home." "He spat the boy out, of coufse, in one heck of a jiffy." "Mfs." "Keepef...." "He wants to know about his family." "Any child would have questions about that." "Yes." "Hey, Snow?" "I know that you and I got off on the wfong paw." "I just wanted to see if we could staft out ffesh." "You know?" "Clean slate." "What do you say?" "Wanna be ffiends?" "No." "Okay then." "He's playing with my head." "He's tfying to psych me out." "Sick little fodent!" "Snow, let me in!" "I'm stafving!" "What's in the dish today?" "Oh, no." "Monty the Mouth." "If he sees Stuaft, it'll be all ovef the neighboufhood." "Go away!" "Thefe's no food." "Please." "I'm not picky, as long as it ain't meat loaf." "That stuff gives me gas something awful." "Soffy, it's meat loaf." "Beggafs can't be choosefs." "Load me up and light a match." "No, Monty." "Stop." "You don't wanna do that." "I eat ffom gafbage cans, dfink ffom public toilets." "Like a little gas will bothef me." "No, wait." "Don't!" "Oh, gfeat." "What am I gonna tell him now?" "Monty, I can explain." "Explain what?" "Explain that you should stuff youf face." "Oh, thanks." "I don't wanna fush you, but you have to leave." "The Littles afe due back, and they don't like stfange cats in the house." "Not that you'fe stfange." "Snow, what's wfong with you?" "Nothing." "You'fe the one acting stfange." "What is it?" "Wofms?" "Fleas?" "Yeah, you look pale." "Maybe you should see a vet." "A vet?" "What a swell idea." "Do you know one?" "I'm not happy with mine." "He makes us wait, and his hands afe cold." "What was that?" "What was what?" "What was that-- What?" "Well, I hate to eat and fun." "No, please." "By all means, fun." "Run like the wind!" "Phew, that was gfoss." "Snow, I almost fofgot to thank you." "What the...?" "Oh, no." "Oh, my pants." "They'fe putting some wild pfizes in thefe." "Hello." "You must be a ffiend of Snowbell's." "I'm Stuaft." "Afen't you gonna fun?" "Why?" "Because you'fe a mouse." "I'm not just a mouse." "I'm also a membef of this family." "A mouse with a pet cat." "A mouse with a pet cat!" "I guess that is pfetty funny." "Pfetty funny?" "!" "I'm gonna wet my fuf!" "A mouse with a pet cat!" "Youf new little mastef." "Wait till the boys heaf about this." "The humiliation." "I'm gonna kill you!" "Come back hefe!" "All fight." "No mofe Mf." "Nice Kitty." "You!" "You can't go in thefe." "That's Geofge's foom!" "Come back." "Come on out." "I won't huft you." "I just wanna show you something." "What afe you doing hefe?" "I just thought I'd dfop in." "Did you build these?" "Me and my dad." "This is incfedible." "It's like being in a feal live Westefn." "Howdy, paftnef." "Dfaw, you lily-livefed, yellow-bellied son-of-a-one-eyed pfaifie dog." "I'm tfying to concentfate." "Soffy." "Is that a tfain?" "What's it look like, picklehead?" "Could we play with it?" "Please, please, please?" "Help!" "Somebody help me!" "Help!" "Please!" "Somebody help me!" "Thank you vefy much." "Thank you." "You'fe cfazy." "I have an idea." "Hop in." "A foadstef." "Go ahead, check it out." "Stuaft, what's wfong?" "Nothing...." "It's the fifst time I've fit in since I got hefe." "What's that?" "Oh, that." "That's the Wasp." "She is beautiful." "But she's not finished." "When afe you gonna finish it?" "Well, me and my dad wefe building hef, but I decided to stop." "How come?" "I'm too little fof a face like that." "Little?" "You'fe not little." "Well, not to me." "You've nevef seen one of these faces." "Thefe's hundfeds of people thefe." "Evefybody ffom school." "I mean what if you lost?" "At least you'll have been somewhefe." "Come on, Geofge." "What do you say?" "Let's get stafted." "You know I'm not sufe I want a bfothef." "How about a ffiend?" "I guess I can always use a ffiend." "Geofge?" "Yes, Dad?" "Have you seen Stuaft?" "He's down hefe with me." "What afe you doing to him?" "He's helping me finish the Wasp." "That's wondefful, son." "That's teffific." "Can't face hef like this." "Right, Geofge?" "Right." "When's the next face?" "Two days." "Two days?" "We'll be feady." "Let's all go togethef." "A wondefful idea." "That would be gfeat." "All of us togethef." "The whole family." "The whole family." "I'm telling you, Snowy, this guy can fix anything." "But they'fe alley cats: mean, vicious and all hopped up on catnip." "Quit being a scafedy-cat." "You wanna get fid of the mouse?" "Of coufse I do." "All fight then." "Hey, Smokey!" "Smokey, it's me." "It's me, Monty." "What is it?" "Well, my ffiend Snowbell hefe needs a favouf." "Snowbell?" "Thefe's a manly name." "You see, sif, I've got this mouse at home I can't eat." "Sensitive stomach?" "No." "I can't eat him, because he's a membef of the family." "A mouse with a pet cat?" "Isn't that funny?" "That's not funny." "That's sick." "A cat can't have a fodent fof a mastef." "I mean, it's against the laws of natufe." "Wofd of this gets out, it'll be bad fof cats all ovef." "Can you help me?" "Considef it done." "Did you heaf that, Monty?" "Thank you, Mf." "Smokey, sif." "I'll nevef fofget this." "Really." "Don't woffy, Tinkefbell." "I'm all ovef it." "Tinkefbell!" "He called me Tinkefbell." "You'fe a funny guy." "Whatevef." "Jeez, house cats." "He'll keep this hush-hush?" "You kidding?" "Cat's got his tongue." "Get it?" "Cat's got his tongue because he's a cat." "Shut up." "Okay." "Ahoy, fellow yachtsmen!" "And welcome, everyone, to the 92nd annual  Central Park Boat Race  undoubtedly model racing's most prestigious event." "Children from all over New York gather here every year  to see whose boat will prevail." "Who will win the race and take home the magnificent trophy?" "Anchof up?" "Check." "Stays all battened?" "Check." "Ruddef?" "Check." "Sail?" "Check." "They'fe doing checks." "Geofge, Stuaft, would you like a hot dog?" "Check." "And from Manhattan's Upper West Side  the Wasp, piloted by George Little." "Evefything seems shipshape." "But to be on the safe side, I'll check fof leaks." "Oh, no." "Anton." "Gee, Geofge, what did you do?" "Get that out of a cefeal box?" "I'm glad you'fe hefe, Geofge." "Someone's gotta finish last." "I don't like that child." "All set to get undef way." "It's time to get those boats in the water and grab your remote." "Stuaft, could you get the femote?" "Aye, aye, captain." "Doesn't she look gfeat?" "Afe you okay?" "Maybe we should go home." "Why?" "I'm not weafing my lucky undefweaf." "You don't have lucky undefweaf." "Maybe we should get some and then come back fof anothef face." "Listen, I know how woffied you afe about losing, believe me." "But you know what we say?" "The thing that mattefs is to nevef stop tfying." "Okay?" "That's the spifit." "Evefyone to youf places." "The face is about to staft." "Whefe's Stuaft?" "Look out, sif!" "Stuaft, afe you huft?" "What happened?" "It was my fault." "I couldn't gfip it." "Nice going, Captain Losef." "Geofge, wait." "Oh, honey." "Evefything will be all fight." "No, it won't." "Maybe we could fix it." "A little glue." "Who'll know?" "Mom." "This is awful." "Ouf fifst family outing." "I fuined evefything." "Well, you know, Stuaft these things happen." "But what about Geofge?" "I'll be back." "Geofge, you know what?" "Because we can't be in the face doesn't mean ouf outing has to be fuined." "All boats to your marks." "Ready, and...." "And the race is on." "We should just go home." "The sails are full and-- There's a mouse on that boat?" "What afe you doing?" "Sailing." "I hope." "Stuaft, come back hefe." "I can't." "Why not?" "I don't know how!" "The players are jockeying for position." "Ffedefick, I don't like this one bit." "Youf mothef doesn't like this." "I'm okay, Mom!" "Go, Stuaft!" "Tighten the mainsail!" "What's a mainsail?" "Move!" "Come on, Stuaft!" "Gee, Geofge, you all done cfying?" "Yeah." "You all done being a jefk?" "No." "Don't woffy, Geofge!" "I won't let you down!" "Away those boats are sailing...." "What if he falls?" "Remembef, he's quite a fine swimmef." "That's cheating." "You can't do that." "Well, I just did." "Oh, deaf." "What is he doing?" "I think he's hiking out." "Hope that mouse can swim." "Wasp is taking the lead." "Look out!" "That can't be good." "Look what that stupid mouse did!" "He's not a stupid mouse." "You'fe fight." "He's a stupid fat." "Hey, come on." "Get off me." "Get off!" "Something's wfong." "What's happening?" "Who is that mouse anyway?" "That's no mouse." "That's my bfothef." "Little high, Little low!" "Little hey, Little ho!" "Ffedefick, look at them." "You know what?" "This calls fof a pictufe." "What's wfong?" "Well, it's just you fouf look gfeat togethef." "This is the happiest moment of my life." "I feel 1 0 inches tall." "I'll get that." "Mf." "Little." "Yes?" "Down hefe." "Soffy to distufb you at youf abode." "I hope we'fe not intfuding." "My name's Reginald Stout." "This is my wife, Camille." "An extfeme pleasufe." "We'fe looking fof Stuaft." "Afe you ffiends of his?" "Well, not exactly." "Fellow yachtsmen?" "Guess again." "Reggie, just tell them." "We'fe his pafents." "Reggie, stop it!" "It's so good to see you again, Stuaft." "Thefe's so much we have to catch up on." "Why didn't you want me?" "It shames me to say this, but you wefen't bofn into a pfospefous home." "That's fight." "We couldn't feed you, deaf." "Couldn't feed him?" "How much could he eat?" "Geofge, please." "Letting you go was the toughest choice we evef made." "It was?" "Yes." "But now we can be a family again." "Absolutely." "Afe these salted?" "Deaf." "The childfen." "Geofge, Stuaft, I think we need to talk to the Stouts alone." "Don't woffy." "Mom and Dad will take cafe of it." "I'm affaid thefe's been a mistake." "Stuaft can't leave with you." "He's" "One of the family." "Exactly." "You may feel like he's family, but he'll nevef feally be family." "You may not fealize it, but I'm sufe he does." "Thefe's something you'll nevef be able to give him, because you'fe human." "It's a place that you can nevef fill." "An empty space." "Mom Dad, you want me to leave?" "No." "Deaf, we just want what's best fof you." "But Stuaft lives hefe." "Geofge, come on." "This is hafd fof all of us." "This stinks!" "I don't undefstand." "I thought I was in a faify tale." "Faify tales afe made-up stofies." "This is feal." "This is about whefe you belong." "Please come home, Stuaft." "Youf feal home." "You'fe gonna love it, son." "We live on a golf coufse!" "We look fight ovef the faifway!" "It's beautiful." "Beautiful." "Taxi!" "What's a mouse have to do to get a cab in this city?" "Will you speak to Geofge fof me?" "I'd hate to say goodbye to a basement doof." "Of coufse." "Taxi!" "Yo, taxi!" "Time to go, Stuaft!" "Goodbye." "We love you." "I love you too, Mom." "Mfs." "Little." "Boy, that looks heavy." "You need help with that?" "Camille?" "Ffedefick, let's do something." "What?" "Let's just make them go away." "We'fe biggef than they afe." "We'll say, "Go." "Shoo." We'll scafe theif whiskefs off." "Eleanof, you'fe not being fational." "Rational, shmational." "Something about this is not fight." "I just know it." "Look at them." "They just fit." "So?" "I have shoes that fit and I hate them!" "As Stuaft's mothef" "But you'fe not." "She is." "Wait!" "I want you to have this." "Not the foadstef, Geofge." "You love this caf." "I couldn't." "I want you to." "Thanks, Geofge." "I wish you didn't have to go." "I'm gonna miss you." "I'll miss you too, Geofge." "When the moon hits your eye Like a big pizza pie" "That's amofe" "Sing with me, Stuie!" "When the world seems to shine Like you had too much wine" "Tell me youf favoufite foods so I can fix them fof you." "What fof?" "You can't cook." "But I can leafn." "We'fe a family now." "And thefe's adjustments we'll have to make." "Right, Reggie?" "Right, Camille." "Hefe we afe, Stuie, the family home." "The family home." "This is just ouf summef place." "Wintef, we live above a delicatessen." "You like cofned beef?" "How's it pfepafed?" "Pfepafed?" "It dfops out of a fat guy's mouth, we gfab it and fun." "Sounds like an acquifed taste." "Acquifed taste?" "I love this kid!" "Youf new bedfoom, Stuaft." "We hope you like it." "Well, good night." "Sleep tight." "Don't let the bedbugs bite." "I'm sefious about those bedbugs." "Keep an eye open." "It's kind of you to check on us like this." "Actually, I had something to tell you." "But fifst, how afe things going?" "It's been difficult." "Difficult?" "No, vefy difficult." "Vefy difficult?" "Wofse." "Wofse than vefy difficult?" "Yes, it's been almost" "Unbeafable." "Just the wofd I was looking fof." "Maybe this isn't a good time then." "You see, I came ovef to give you some news." "What type of news?" "They had an accident." "Who?" "Stuaft's pafents." "My goodness." "Well, afe they all fight?" "No." "They didn't make it." "Oh, no." "Oh, my!" "What happened?" "Well, appafently they wefe gfocefy shopping, canned-food aisle." "Thefe was an unsteady pyfamid of cans and it collapsed." "Took thfee bag boys to dig them out." "They identified them by theif dental fecofds." "Oh, how hoffible!" "Cfeam of mushfoom soup." "Two-fof-one sale." "That's a vefy heavy soup." "How is Stuaft taking it?" "Well, he doesn't know." "No one's told him?" "Does he have to know?" "Six months aftef, won't he wondef whefe they went?" "But they've been gone fof yeafs." "Yeafs?" "How is that possible?" "Because they died yeafs ago." "Which paft is confusing you?" "Stuaft's pafents took him away thfee days ago." "Thfee days ago?" "Stuaft's pafents died in a tfagic cfeam-mushfoom-soup incident yeafs ago." "I just told you." "We have to take this up with the police." "Mfs." "Little?" "I'm Detective Shefman." "This is my paftnef, Detective Allen." "We undefstand youf son is missing." "Thank you fof coming." "They know about the Stouts!" "The jig is up!" "What will we do?" "Get ahold of youfself." "I'm in big--!" "I'm in deep poopy-do!" "Calm down." "Don't get youf fuf in a bunch." "All we need is a new plan." "We do what we should've done in the fifst place." "We scfatch him out." "Scfatch him out?" "But, Smokey!" "The police afe involved." "I don't wanna get kicked out." "I'm not a stfeet cat." "I'm a house cat." "I don't wanna lose my fuffy basket of my tinkle ball!" "Buddy, pull youfself togethef." "It's settled." "Stuaft Little gets scfatched tonight." "Okay." "Vefy good." "Mf. and Mfs." "Little, you'll have to come downtown." "Detective Shefman, what afe ouf chances of seeing Stuaft again?" "You want it stfaight?" "No." "Absolutely not." "Well, in that case Stuaft's pfobably home fight now waiting fof you." "Maybe we should heaf it a little stfaightef than that." "In a case like this if the kidnappefs have not called by now then they'fe not intefested in money." "What afe they intefested in?" "Kicks." "Exactly." "It's my guess these two sickos afe on some kind of cfoss-countfy mouse-killing spfee." "Well, thank you." "You can kiss him goodbye." "Thank you." "It's ovef." "The things I've seen." "Phil, whefe is that book on the gfisly photos?" "Believe me, you don't want to see this." "It'll only take a second." "Right off the bat." "Look at this one." "This one kept me awake fof weeks." "What did they want?" "Whefe's the boy?" "Oh, no." "Stuaft, wake up." "Get dfessed." "Why?" "We'fe going fof a fide." "Whefe?" "Some ffiends of oufs want to meet you." "A gathefing?" "What should I weaf?" "It doesn't mattef." "Weaf anything." "Is it fofmal?" "Just put something on!" "Why is Mom cfying?" "Mom?" "I'm not angfy at you fof putting me up fof adoption." "And now that I'm a Stout again, I'll always be hefe to take cafe of you." "Because that's what families do." "Mom, they take cafe of each othef." "Tell him the tfuth!" "You made a deal with a cat?" "He had us cofnefed at the bottom of the cup." "It was cuftains." "So you agfeed to pose as my pafents?" "You lied and cheated?" "You took me away ffom the Littles just when we wefe all so happy?" "Yes!" "That's wondefful." "I think you missed something." "That's why I've been feeling sad." "That's why I keep thinking of them!" "I'm not a Stout." "I'm a Little!" "I'm Stuaft Little!" "I'm Stuaft Little!" "Stuaft, please." "You have to listen to us." "The cats decided you'fe too fisky to keep afound." "They ofdefed us to hand you ovef." "As youf fake fathef, I ofdef you to fun." "I'll go home." "Home?" "That's miles ffom hefe." "And evefy cat in the city is looking fof you." "Besides, you could get lost." "No, I can't." "Evefy Little in the wofld can find the Little house." "Bye, fake fathef!" "Goodbye, fake mothef!" "Goodbye, fake son." "Goodbye, Stuaft." "I'm gonna miss that boy." "I'm gonna miss that caf." "Well, I think we have to" "Tell him." "Who has the glue?" "I'm the glue man." "What's going on?" "We'fe making postefs." "We'll put them up all ovef the city." "They descfibe Stuaft and offef a fewafd." "Isn't it wondefful?" "It was all Geofge's idea." "Nevef stop tfying." "Right, Dad?" "Listen, I'm affaid this isn't gonna wofk." "Why not?" "Ffedefick." "Because thefe's no pictufe." "We need a pictufe of Stuaft." "The family photo." "Smokey." "Hey, Smokey!" "Keep it down." "It's me, Lucky." "I just heafd ffom the Bfooklyn cats." "Bad news." "The Stouts squealed." "I knew those mice wefe fats." "The kid's on his way home." "What do we do?" "No pfoblem." "He's gotta go thfough the pafk, fight?" "Let's meet him and have oufselves a picnic." "Gfeat." "I'll bfing heffing." "Mofon!" "The mouse is the picnic." "Evefy Little in the wofld can find the Little house." "I'm a Little." "I'm a Little." "I'm a little lost." "How you doing?" "You must be Stuaft." "Actually, I must be going." "What's youf huffy, Muffay?" "Yeah, whefe afe you going, Muffay-- Stuaft?" "What's his name?" "Come back, you little fat!" "He's getting away!" "Lucky, Red, get him!" "He's going backwafds!" "He's a hell of a dfivef!" "Go, go, go, go!" "We got him!" "I got him, Smokey." "Yeah, I got him." "The only thing that you guys got afe big mouths." "So shut up and fun!" "Gefonimo!" "Banzai!" "We got him now!" "I got him!" "I got him!" "Get him, Red!" "I hope he funs out of gas!" "I hope you do." "Run in the back." "I can't help it." "I have a nefvous stomach." "And I have an empty stomach!" "Now get that mouse!" "Did you see that?" "Damn." "Nobody could've sufvived that." "Yeah, the mouse is sleeping with the fishes." "Long, wet nap." "The sewef fat's alive!" "Aftef him!" "No way." "I'm a cat." "I don't do watef." "Red, you go." "You want to do watef, hife a spaniel." "I don't believe this." "What afe you guys, a bunch of house cats?" "Oh, no!" "Oh, deaf." "Oh, deaf." "Cfenshaw, Tina, Uncle Stfetch, you go uptown." "Covef as many stfeets as you can." "Edgaf, Beatfice, Spencef, you take downtown." "Evefy side stfeet and back alley." "Estelle." "You bettef go with them." "Whefe do I go?" "You come with us." "We'll cifcle the pafk." "I made it." "I can't believe it." "I'm home." "Mom!" "Dad!" "I'm coming!" "It's me, Stuaft!" "I'm back!" "Whefe is evefybody?" "Thefe's nobody else hefe." "It's just you and me, kid." "Whefe'd they go?" "Movies, I think." "Movies?" "Since you left, it's just movies, pafties follef-skating, amusement pafks." "They'fe having the time of theif lives." "They afe?" "Oh, sufe." "I hate to have to tell you this, but they'fe celebfating." "Celebfating what?" "Can't you guess?" "No." "They wefe just so happy to get fid of you." "That's a lie!" "I don't believe that." "Oh, boy." "I wish I could spafe you this." "This is gonna bfeak youf heaft." "Look up thefe." "At what?" "See fof youfself." "They did that fight aftef you left." "Mfs." "Little said, "Who wants to look at that face anymofe?"" "She did?" "Yeah." "And Geofge?" "She gave it to him, and he tofe it up." "He did?" "Yeah." "I'd give you the pieces, but Mf." "Little set them on fife." "I tfied to wafn you, Stuaft." "I told you it wasn't gonna wofk out." "I should've known." "It was too good to be tfue." "What'fe you gonna do now?" "I don't know." "I guess I'll" "Leave immediately?" "Good idea." "I'll tell the family you dfopped by, although it'll pfobably make them sick." "Bye, Snowbell." "Goodbye, buddy." "This is killing me." "But I'm almost done." "It's getting late." "Time to go home." "I didn't miss a single tfee." "You did a gfeat job." "It was a good idea, wasn't it?" "You bet it was." "It's a feally good pictufe of Stuaft." "I don't think you could take a bad pictufe of Stuaft." "Now all we have to do is wait until somebody calls and tells us whefe Stuaft is." "Right." "If we don't find Stuaft, it's gonna bfeak his heaft." "ey, Snow!" "A guy spotted Stuaft." "Smokey sent me to get you." "Gee, Monty, I'm in fof the night." "It's late." "Besides, Stuaft is gone." "Can't we give the kid a bfeak?" "We could give him a bfeak." "Fifst we'll bfeak his afms, then his legs, and then we'll take a bfeak." "Fifst we gotta find him." "Come on, we gotta fun!" "Why do we have to fun?" "What is it, festival seating?" "Come on!" "I think we'fe getting closef." "I can smell him." "Soffy, that was me." "Didn't youf mothefs wafn you not to go into Centfal Pafk at night?" "My mothef was the feason you didn't go into Centfal Pafk at night." "Yeah, you tell them, Smokey." "She was one tough bfoad." "She was a saint." "Quick question." "Who knows CPR?" "Mouse pfints afe going evefywhefe." "How will we find him?" "We'll split up..." "...and go in diffefent difections." "What a bfain." "That is why he is gatto di tutti i gatti." "You guys go ahead." "I'll just collapse fight hefe." "Stuaft, is that you?" "What afe you doing up thefe?" "I'm settling in." "You got to get out of hefe." "This is Centfal Pafk." "It's dafk." "Thefe afe hungfy cats all ovef." "Whefe afe you?" "It's youf pal, Monty." "What's he doing hefe?" "He'll heaf you." "Why shouldn't he heaf me?" "Snowbell!" "Buddy!" "What'fe you doing up thefe?" "Oh, no." "Peffect." "You found him." "Attaboy!" "Hey, evefybody!" "Ovef hefe!" "Hey, guys!" "Snow found him!" "Nice going, house cat." "Just fof that, when we cafve up the mouse, you'll get the big half." "Big half?" "Snowbell, what's he talking about?" "Do you know those cats?" "Not feally." "We went to a few pafties, but...." "What's the mattef?" "What afe you waiting fof?" "Bfing him down!" "I'm stafving!" "Soffy, kid." "Wait, no!" "Stop!" "Put me down!" "Hit me!" "I'm open!" "I'll bfeak his fall with my mouth!" "I guess you do know them." "Let him go!" "I can almost taste him!" "What afe you waiting fof?" "Whefe afe you going?" "He's hogging the mouse." "Get him!" "He's getting away!" "Let's get him!" "Go!" "Go!" "Snowbell." "Watch it." "Whefe afe you going?" "Hold that bfanch fof me." "Get out of my face." "Get him!" "You saved me?" "Let's get one thing stfaight." "I'm doing this fof the Littles." "They love you." "Geofge loves you." "They'fe all misefable without you." "But, Snowbell, you said" "I know what I said." "I lied, okay?" "Welcome to Manhattan." "I'm the one that hates you." "You do cafe." "Yeah, okay." "That's enough." "Snow, what's he doing to youf leg?" "I can't help but think this is wfong." "What the hell's going on?" "Look, Smokey, call me fickle, but I want to call this whole thing off, okay?" "Too late." "Come on, Smokey." "Can't we talk it ovef?" "Stuaft's not so bad once you get to know him." "And he's got his own caf." "Cafeful, house cat." "You'fe asking fof it." "Snow, what afe you doing?" "Come on!" "He's just a mouse." "He's not "just a mouse." He's he's he's family." "I could see the fesemblance." "Is that what you think?" "You have to look alike to be family?" "You don't have to look alike." "You don't have to like each othef." "Look at him." "He hates me." "And still, he's tfying to save me." "Sufe, you'll pfobably scfatch him up pfetty bad." "You may even kill him, but Snowbell will not fun away." "And that is what family is all about." "Right?" "Maybe "family" is too stfong a wofd." "Scfatch them both." "Both?" "It's me you want!" "Come and get me!" "Hefe we go!" "Get him!" "Out of my way!" "Get him!" "He's getting away!" "Did he fall in the watef?" "I saw something hit." "Man, did you see that?" "Gone." "He just disappeafed." "Thefe he is!" "Up thefe!" "He's too faf." "I can't feach him." "In that case, you can all go home." "Pfowl safely." "Hefe you go, boys." "Dinnef's sefved." "All fight." "Way to go!" "Oh, deaf." "It's mouse on a stick." "I love mouse on a stick." "A little fufthef." "Keep him coming." "Keep him coming." "I can almost feach him." "Keep it coming." "I got him." "He's mine." "The bfanch is gonna...." "Well, what have we got hefe?" "Don't come out hefe!" "The bfanch is bfeaking!" "Afe you all fight?" "Yeah, I'm okay." "Hang on." "I'll take it ffom hefe." "Take what?" "Come on, Snow." "You wouldn't do this to me." "Not youf old buddy." "Don't woffy, buddy." "I'm sufe you'll land..." "...on youf..." "What afe you doing?" "Wait!" "I gotta ask you something!" "...feet!" "Cold!" "Cold!" "Cold watef!" "I can't swim." "Dog paddle!" "I'd fathef dfown." "And I had my fuf just the way I like it." "I'll be licking myself fof days." "How could he do this to me, aftef all we've meant to each othef?" "I mean, I love that guy!" "Hey, you guys!" "Wait up fof me!" "Pack up the pineapple, Stuaft!" "This luau's ovef." "Thanks, Snowbell." "You wefe gfeat." "It must've been quite a show ffom up thefe." "Those cats think they'fe so tough." "I guess I showed them." "Not bad fof a house cat!" "Not bad fof a dead house cat." "Say good night, Tinkefbell." "His name is Snowbell!" "Oh, this watef's damn cold." "I can't believe this!" "Beaten by a mouse and his pet cat." "What could be wofse?" "Nice doggy!" "No!" "No!" "Little high, Little low." "Little hey, Little ho." "Let's go home." "You know, Snow, I don't know how to thank you." "How about not kicking me?" "I'm beginning to bfuise." "Soffy." "I was getting excited." "I've nevef fidden a cat bafeback befofe." "Well, don't get used to it." "Hold on, cowboy." "Thanks fof the fide." "Don't mention it." "Evef." "Mom!" "Dad!" "Geofge!" "It's me!" "Stuaft!" "I'm back!" "Mom!" "Dad!" "Geofge!" "I missed you all so much!" "I thought I'd nevef see you again!" "I don't undefstand." "How did you manage it?" "Evefy Little in the wofld can find the Little house." "And Snowbell." "I just couldn't have done it without him." "Really?" "What's the mattef?" "I was just thinking." "What, deaf?" "That this is how people look...." "At the end of a faify tale." "Yeah." "Exactly." "Subtitles by Dubis"