Isle of Dogs Page #2

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You're Rex!

You're King!

You're Duke!

You're Boss!

I'm Chief.

We're a pack of scary,

indestructible Alpha Dogs.

You're talking like a bunch

of house-broken... pets.

You don't understand.

Uh, how could you? You're a...

Go ahead, say it.

I'm a stray, yeah.

(RUSTLING)

(SNEEZES) How does she keep

her fur so clean?

There's no shampoo

on Trash Island.

You heard the rumor, right?

About her and Felix.

What'd they say?

Felix? No.

What happened to them?

They mated.

(KING INHALES SHARPLY)

Ooh.

(BOSS CLEARS THROAT)

Who is Felix again?

All the ones I like:

they're never in heat.

Hey, now, that puddle-jumper's

flying crooked.

- Oh, you're right.

- Ease up.

Pull up.

He's gonna lose a wing.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

(GASPS) Wow.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTS)

NARRATOR:
Part One:

The Little Pilot."

Small guy.

Not much meat on him.

Yeah, is he dead?

He looks dead.

I have a question.

Are we eating him,

or is this a rescue?

We don't know yet.

Nobody's eating

the little pilot.

Not even the dead body of him.

Dogs don't eat masters.

You're not our leader.

We all are. Let's take a vote.

All in favor of not eating

the little pilot, say "Aye".

ALL:
Aye.

CHIEF:
Nay.

(GROWLS)

First-things-first:

let's open his helmet

so he can breathe

some air if he's alive,

then see if we can pull that

hunk of

broken propeller-clutch

out of the side of his head

if it doesn't kill him.

Does that sound right?

ALL:
Yeah, that's right.

KING:
Mmm-hmm.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

(SNEEZES)

(CONTINUES BREATHING HEAVILY)

Spots-u! Spots-u! Spots-u!

We get the idea.

You're looking

for your lost dog, Spots.

- Does anybody know him?

- Hmm. No.

Uh-uh.

(GRUNTING)

- (ALL GASP)

- Wow.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CHEERING)

(WHISPERING IN JAPANESE)

In response to questions

regarding the purported

disappearance

of his ward Atari,

Mayor Kobayashi offers

no comment

and urges reporters to respect

the privacy of

the mayoral-household.

Atari, aged 12, was last seen

early yesterday morning

rolling a small airplane

onto a runway

at Megasaki Executive Airport.

(ATARI WHISTLING)

NARRATOR:
24 hours later.

(WHISTLING CONTINUES)

(GROWLS)

I bite.

I beg your pardon.

Ignore that dog.

He's got Snout-fever.

Just please follow us.

(SNEEZES)

REX:
Now, I never met him,

but I asked around.

I understand

he made a lot of friends.

He had a very good-natured

temperament, I'm told.

Of course,

you would know best.

It's just a bit further

up here on the left.

Anyway, as I say,

he seemed to have been

an extremely pleasant animal.

Unfortunately, nobody could

figure out

how to open his dog-cage.

NARRATOR:
Three years earlier.

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