Dr. Dolittle: Tail to the Chief Page #2

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I don't know what I was thinking.

I am not cut out for vet school.

Oh, don't be so hard

on yourself, Maya.

You have so much

natural talent.

It's gonna take some time

for you to develop it.

But what if I can't?

You're only 18.

Have faith, little one.

You are gonna find your own way

of doing things. I promise.

- Ain't ya? Yeah?

- Yeah.

Yeah. There you go.

You guys, my life is over.

Les femmes,

always so dramatic.

Talk to me after you've had your butt

sniffed by a Great Dane in a public park.

- Now that's hard to live down.

- You guys, I'm serious.

I have four weeks to impress the admissions

committee, and I have no idea how to do it.

Did you try dropping my name?

Everyone loves Monkey.

I am- how you say-

the breakout character.

How 'bout I get stuck down a well

like on one of those TV shows?

It'll be a huge story

and we'll get famous.

Oh! I wonder if they'll get Lassie

to play me in the movie.

Sacre bleu!

It's animal controll

Quick, hide!

The monkey has left

the building.

Don't look now,

but he's heading your way.

I'll get it.

Mmm, he's young, handsome,

winning smile.

You better get downstairs

and make a fool of yourself right away.

- Hello.

- Hi. Mrs. Dolittle?

- Yes?

- My name is Cole Fletcher. I'm an aide at the White House.

This gentleman is

with the Secret Service.

We're here on behalf

of the president of the United States.

Oh, well, come in.

What can I do

for you gentlemen?

The president has asked to see Dr.

Dolittle at the White House right away.

- The President?

- The White House?

Is he here?

I'm sorry. Uh...

he's in Antarctica saving

a pod of bowhead whales.

- Can it wait a few weeks until he comes back?

- I'm afraid not.

It's an urgent matter, and no one else

is equipped to handle the situation.

He needs someone

who can talk to animals.

Well, I wish there was something

I could do to help, but-

- I can go.

- What?

- What?

- My name is Maya Dolittle.

And I can talk to animals,

just like my dad.

- Really?

- Really.

- Jack of spades.

- Jack of spades.

- Oh, please. Four of hearts.

- Four ofhearts.

Like father, like daughter.

Hold on. I need

to make a call.

Okay. Well, just

take your time.

- Maya, I am not sure that this is a good idea.

- Mom.

- The admissions committee said I

needed to impress them, right? - Mm-hmm.

So if I can get a recommendation

from the president of the United States...

- what's more impressive than that?

- I don't know, honey.

Huh?

Yes, sir.

Yes, I understand.

Well, Miss Dolittle, looks like you're

going to the White House.

We are goin' to the White House!

We are goin' to the White House! Ha-ha!

This is unfair!

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