Homeward Bound II: Lost in San Francisco

I'm gonna win you aII!

I'm the fastest!

My name is Chance. And|this, this is home.

It's been my home for|a coupIe of years now.

And I gotta admit, they have been the|best two years of this dog's Iife,

except for one sIightIy incredibIe|journey over the mountains.

But maybe you aIready know that story.

Like I was sayin', they|treat us pretty good here.

Three square meaIs a day, a|warm pIace to sIeep at night...

and aII the smeIIy sneakers you can eat.

But even in a pIace Iike this, you know,|sometimes a dog can get a IittIe restIess.

And every now and then, I-I wonder if, you know,|maybe there isn't somethin' more out there.

- Hey, there is something more out there. I|can smeII it. - Chance! Have you seen my shoe?

Don't panic. I'm goin' in.

Chance, did you steaI my shoe?

That's Jamie. He's the one who|rescued me from the bad pIace.

And as good as I've got it around here,

Jamie is what makes it home.

So it's my job to protect him.

AII right, trespasser, say your prayers.|You have got a date with the " Chancenator."

I have no choice but to terminate you!

Yeah, you "butter" fIy away!

Okay, the crisis is past.|The perimeter is secure.

Situation is neutraIized! Yep!

It's a thing of beauty|when Chance is on duty.

Speaking of duty, I thought|I smeIIed something. Yuck!

Now what's your probIem? Bad fur day?

I'II teII you what's bad, O|fragrant one. I saw suitcases.

- Why's that bad? - Means|the famiIy's Ieaving.

Though who couId bIame|them, the way you smeII!

AII right. That's it.|Time for kitty soccer!

- Oh. No. No. No. Oh! - Chance|moves the fat cat downfieId!

- Go! Go! Go! - Oh!|Oh! Oh! - Hope! Jamie!

Get your bag downstairs so|we can Ioad up the car.

Car! Car! Did you hear that? He said|car! They're Ieaving! He said car!

Hey, you reaIIy think|there's gonna be a trip?

Oh! Oh! Watch your step!

- Whoa! - Whoa! AvaIanche!

Oh, my. That Iook is you.

Oh, man! Who says cotton breathes?

Sassy!

I'm fine. I'm fine.

- Get it off! Get it off!|- Oh, my poor kitty.

Ooh, Chance. Take it|off. Take it aII off.

HeIp me! Snout snuggy!|Get off my head! Get off--

So, Chance, dear, we're aII so curious.|Do you prefer boxers or briefs?

Ah, wiII you just go get|dipped? I gotta find Jamie.

My gosh, sure is a Iot|happening this morning.

We're goin' to Canada, boy.|We're takin' you with us.

Go? I'd go anywhere with you, Peter.

- Peter, grab those bags for me,|okay? - Yeah. Sure, Dad. No probIem.

Wait! Don't forget this.

I stiII think it's crazy to fIy three|animaIs haIfway across the continent...

for some camping trip.

WeII, if we're going, just Iet|me use the Iitter box first.

- Where's my shoe? - Jamie, Iet's go!

I'II meet you at the|fieId Iater, Stacey!

- Jamie! - Where is it?

Jamie boy! I'm here.

It's your best buddy. Let's have a|IittIe fun. Come on. Uh, no. Wait.

I'm not under there. I'm in|the door. Jamie! Over here.

No, I'm-- I'm not in the cupboard.

And it's a ground baII|out to Ieft fieId.

FieIded niceIy-- Oh, hey,|tasty. Genuine cowhide.

Am I into Ieather.

No, Chance! Not my Barry|Bonds autographed basebaII.

What are you doin'? I was|workin' on my spitbaII!

It's, uh, kind of tough to pIay|with the door cIosed, Jamie.

Jamie? Oh, man. You never|want to pIay anymore.

Hey, what's this? I'm gettin'|somethin' on the oId nose radar.

That smeIIs Iike sugar. Oh, pIease, be|sugar. Be sugar. Be sugar. It is sugar!

It's sugar and, and chocoIate and|dough deep-fried in bubbIing fat!

It is! It's doughnuts! Sweet!

Oh! They'II never give one of these|babies up, unIess, of course, I Iick it.

- Yuck! - Ah, ah, ah, ah! Chance!

You've aIready had your|breakfast. Twice, in fact.

So what? Y-You teIIin' me you never heard|of a IittIe thing caIIed brunch? Huh? Huh?

Oh! Jamie's Ieavin'!

WeII, Ma, Iike you aIways said.|Never pIay on an empty stomach.

We're Ieaving in 20 minutes.|Don't be Iate, Jamie.

Hey! Not so fast! I'm tryin' to digest!

Where are we goin'? Where are we goin'?

No, Chance! Stay! Stay home!

Stay? But I-- I got this|great sugar rush goin'.

Jamie, don't go. Hey, hey! I|thought we were gonna pIay.

I don't get it. Did|I do somethin' wrong?

Hey. Aw, come on. This isn't about the|doughnut, is it? I-I just took one.

I-I-I was weak. It was taunting me.

- Geez. Take a hint aIready. - Huh?|What do you mean, take a hint?

Jamie's gonna send you|back to the bad pIace.

I'II miss you. Bye-bye.

- WeII, I'm reaIIy gonna miss you|too. Bye-bye! - No! No! Don't!

Oh, no! No! I hate these|kinds of rides! Oh, God!

Oh, I just ate! I'm gonna|bIow chow-chow everywhere!

Get me out of here! I hate this!

Dogs ruIe and cats drooI.

Jamie, my man! Wait for me!

Oh, my head. Oh, my head.|Oh, I don't feeI weII.

Oh, just wait untiI I see you again.|Wherever you are, I'm going to--

Just wait 'tiI I-- Oh, I don't|feeI weII. I'm going to hurt you.

- Here you go, infieId. - I got it!

- No, I got it. - That's aII|right. Throw it back here.

- Hi, Stacey! - Hi, Jamie!

Okay, this is gonna be fun.

Jamie! Hey, buddy! I'm here.|You're in Iuck. I'm ready to pIay!

No, game over, kids. Me|and Jamie got a pIay date.

So, you're aII gonna have to am-scray!

A grounder to Seaver. And he|fIips it to first for the out.

Huh? What's this? Who are you guys?

- I'm Sparky MichaeIs.|- I'm Lucky Lasorda.

And I'm Trixie Uecker. And|we're broadcasting here.

Yeah, so move your taiI, buddy.

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