Pup Page #2
(Murmuring) Shh!
Here she comes.
What's going on?
Are you guys expecting a photo shoot?
Hmm.
Whoa!
Oh, man.
(Groaning)
(Sheep bleating)
(Clearing throat)
Hmm?
Oh!
Hmm.
Are you talking to me?
Hey!
Are you talking to--?
Oh, hey.
Uh, what are you up to?
I'm setting off for the moon.
Ciao.
Oh, cut all this moon business.
It's boring.
Squeeze your zits. Huh?
There's a big one
on the end of your nose.
Huh? What? A zit?
Where? Where?
Oh.
Oh, Blackie.
(Snoring)
(Objects crashing)
(Sheep bleating loudly)
Blackie?
Blackie!
Blackie!
Blackie!
Stop. Stop.
Have you all gone bonkers?
What on earth are you doing?
Buzz off, Kanuto.
For once we're all having fun.
a treat if we fly well.
You've got to stop this right now.
It's too dangerous.
Oh, go on. Let them do it.
It's really cool flying.
What has that nutcase promised you?
She's going to show us
how to do makeup like her.
What do you think?
It's great. Uh-huh.
Yuck. It's disgusting.
Are you sure this thing's safe?
No worries.
It's going to be real fun.
Come on, Pepe.
Do like you do in a swimming pool.
Ooh!
(Screaming)
(Crashing)
Wow. Way to go, Theo.
This is cool, huh?
(Whimpering)
WOMAN:
Brian. Hey, Brian.Isn't it time you milked the cow?
Uh, uh, no way. No.
No way! No way! No!
MAN:
Have you seen themilk pail, sweetheart?
WOMAN:
It should be by the door.(Barking)
Kanuto. Kanuto, come here. Give me that.
I'd prefer not to go so high,
if you don't mind.
If it's no bother. Baa.
(Grunting and neighing)
(Crashing)
(Screaming)
Oh! Moo.
(Both groaning)
Not bad.
But it just needs a fraction more oomph.
Uh, JoJo?
What? Um, tell me, JoJo,
do you suffer from vertigo?
Uh, no.
Perfect!
(Laughing) Right.
(Barking)
Bring it here. Right now.
(Barking)
Stop, stop.
Come back here.
That dog is an idiot.
Kanuto!
Now, where have you gone?
When I catch you, I'm going
to chuck you in that bucket
and boil you up for stew.
(Panting)
Have a good trip.
And enjoy yourself.
I'm going to miss you, Blackie.
Mm-hmm.
It's never going to be the same
about leaving you all like this.
KANUTO:
Stop!What's going on in that head of yours?
Right. I'm off now, guys.
You can keep the catapult.
to Hollywood on that?
It depends on the wind.
Are you guys crazy?
And you, where do you think
you're going all by yourself?
To the moon, pea brain.
How many times do I have to tell you?
You're off your rocker, Blackie.
How can you possibly expect to
reach the moon with that thing?
Everything's been worked out.
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