Cats & Dogs Page #3

He's a pro wrestler.|That name's taken.

Then "Doom Machine" it is.

You can call yourself|Squicky the Space Dog for all I care.

That don't make your behind|a rocket pack.

You are not an agent,|but you are going to help us.

So first things first.|Kid, pay attention.

History 101 :

Dogs have always been|man's best friend.

I'm sure even you know that.

But cats, they're another story.

Peek, start with ancient Egypt.

We've seen that 5 billion times.

Okay. Never mind.|Sorry. Here goes.

Ancient Egypt.

See these hieroglyphics?

Humans read them and say that|ancient people worshiped cats.

An evil cat named Shen-Akh-Akumon made|them build pyramids, monuments. . .

. . .and treated them like they|were his litter box.

Things were terrible.

This is the best part.

So the dogs,|being man's best friend, rose up.

And put them down.

With humans being back on top, we|took our natural place at their side.

And the people just forgot?

Remember, they're a very|primitive species.

Can't sense earthquakes, smell fear.

Heck, they can't even take|responsibility for their own farts.

Gross.

Guilty.

I'll get the fence.

That's how our outfit got started.

Sometimes a rogue cat gets too big for|his coat and thinks he can take over.

Our mission's to keep the cats from|the lab until he finishes the formula.

-Anything weird, call us on the collar.|-Yes, sir!

-Any questions?|-Just one, sir.

-Shoot.|-What's ancient Egypt?

Freeze, cat.

I'm an agent.

I'm so fast, I can't see myself.

Agent Doom Machine. That's right.

Watch out, cat.|I couldn't even see it.

There's a good puppy. Hello!

Don't get scared. Don't get scared.

Look how good you're being.|Look how good.

Where's that--? There. I got it.

This won't hurt a bit.

Let's see. Let's see.

Hey, that's good.

-Hey, Dad!|-Boils.

Want to help me practice?

No. No.

I forgot your bow.

Oh, your pretty bow.

When I rule the Earth, you will be the|first. . .

. . .on my list.

Keep your hair like that.|It's slimming.

There's room on that list for you.

No, I mean it.

We only have a few days to succeed.

Although playing pet for that sick old|man upstairs is key to my scheme. . .

. . .I cannot stand this humiliation|any longer. Am I clear?

Never mind.|The puppy won't survive the night.

Send in the ninjas.

Nervous about the tryouts tomorrow?

No.

-It's okay to be nervous.|-I'm not nervous.

I stink, but I'm not nervous.

Is he saying that because|he needs me to reassure him?

Yes. Reassure him.

You're the most wonderful,|great, charming, good looking. . .

. . .boy in the whole wide world.

-Maybe your dad could help you.|-No, I'm pretty sure he stinks too.

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