Racing Stripes

We gotta jack it up. We need help here.

Hey, we got a flat tire in the back now.

They gotta get that unloaded.

Slim, get over there.

I don't need you working on the tarp.

I got it, I got it! Pull it down.

Hook it at the bottom.

Just get out of the way. Come on.

Hey, guys, get out of the truck.

We need a hand out here. Hurry up.

Come on, they got a flat tire down there.

Let's go, let's go. We gotta get down there.

The animals are getting spooked.

Hurry up. Hurry, now.

We've gotta get it unloaded.

Don't worry about it. Just let it go.

No, no. No, five of them. Go.

Don't worry about that.

Don't let the zebras run. Stay with them.

- Both of you, come here.

- Everything's off.

- No, no, no.

- All right, it's good. It's good.

We'll load them up

as soon as the tire's on.

Load them back on!

Don't forget anything!

- Come on. There you go.

- Go. Go.

- Let's go.

- We've got it.

- We got everything?

- We've got it all.

What the...? Hey. Hey, there.

Hey, boy, just calm down.

It's all right. It's all right.

There we go. There you go.

It's all right.

It's all right. There you go.

- All right.

- You weren't kidding.

Can we keep him, Daddy?

Can we, please?

I don't know, it's...

You know, he's probably got all kinds

of special needs. We should...

- We should probably call the zoo and...

- No.

No zoos. You know I don't like the idea

of animals in cages.

Honey, neither do I,

but let's just see what we got here.

Let's... I gotta think about this.

Well, first things first. Let's get him

some blankets and warm milk.

Okay, don't get too carried away.

- Stop waking me up.

- What's in the basket?

Hey, Tucker. Did you see that?

You seen one funny-Iooking horse,

you seen them all.

Oh, come on.

Get out there and say hello.

- Wake me up when he leaves.

- You know what, I'll do it myself.

That's the weirdest-Iooking horse

I've ever seen.

Oh, he's cute. Tucker, come out here

and meet our guest.

I'm coming. I swear, Franny,

the funnier-Iooking the animal...

...the more you wanna keep it.

- Kept you, didn't I?

Well, subdivide me and Kentucky-fry me.

You know what, Tucker,

you cut those bangs...

...you and him could be cousins.

- Bad hair.

- Just thinking out loud. Thinking out loud.

- Question time.

- What exactly are you?

- Good question.

- I don't know.

- Okay, we can rule out genius.

Don't make me chew open a can

of pony whup.

Save the sweet talk for later.

Don't pay any attention to him.

Listen, he's all whinny and no bite.

I'm Franny, this is Reggie,

and Mr. Sensitive here is Tucker.

And that old goat there is an old goat.

It's the Chief.

- You used to be so nice.

- Yeah, I know, but I got over it.

Why do you have to be

such a horse's...?

Well, let's just get you dried off first,

all right?

He's got real strong legs.

He's quite the little athlete.

Hey, buddy.

Why don't you grab the milk

and see if he'll come to you.

Come here, boy. Come on.

Come on. Come on. There you are.

Come on, boy.

Come on.

Attaboy.

- Welcome to your new home, Stripes.

- Stripes?

Well, "Spot" doesn't work, now, does it?

You like that name, don't you?

Stripes.

Well, I'll take that as a yes.

Good morning, Walsh Farm!

Well, I know it's not glamorous,

but it's a living.

Keeps my head on my shoulders, which

is more than I can say for my cousins.

Simmer down there, Lightning.

Hey, hey, slow down. Boy, oh, boy.

Kids these days, no control.

Now, back in my day...

Oh, here we go again with

the ancient-history lesson. Enough.

Now we're in for it.

And the horses are entering

the starting gates.

Oh, what is that?

That is the only reason

for a horse to live, kid.

It's called a racetrack.

Oh, there's more to life

than running around in a circle.

Well, maybe to you. It's like this:

Humans race, horses race.

There was even a Chicken Run, but there's

never been a goat race. Ever, ever, ever.

Get the picture, Franny?

- Could I race?

- It's complicated.

It takes a lot of work

to become a racehorse.

- What's a racehorse?

- They're the greatest.

Once a year, there's a big race

to see who's the best.

By the way, the horses that won every year

were the ones we trained.

- Why did you quit?

- lxnay on the other-may.

Say what you mean.

We haven't spoken Latin since the pigs left.

Oh, all right.

A few years ago, the girl's mother

had an accident.

Yeah. Her horse stumbled

and neither one of them could be saved.

- The Chief couldn't bear to train after that.

- And neither did we.

Hey, look, they're ready to go.

- How come none of them have stripes?

- You take this one.

Thanks.

Just unlucky, I guess.

And they're off. Flash of Thunder's...

Look at them. Look at them run.

Watch me, I'm a racehorse.

Well, would you look at him?

He loves to run. It's in his heart.

- But that's not enough.

- You could train him.

- Then it would be enough.

- Let me tell you something.

The legs are too short, the head's too big.

He's got as much chance to race as me.

Besides, I have got better things to do.

- Oh, go fix your hair.

- I heard that.

Watch me, I'm in the big race.

Excuse me. Racehorse coming through.

Whoa, look at that.

- Come on.

- Dude, I'm right with you.

Whoa, nice mohawk.

That's funny. Mohawk.

- What's a mohawk?

- Shut up, you idiot.

- You guys train to race?

- Yeah, you want a taste?

- Ready, set, go. Catch me if you can.

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