Dr. Dolittle 2

Welcome to San Francisco,|the city by the bay.

Home to 30,000 fre hydrants, 4 million tennis|balls and very liberal pooper-scooper laws.

My name is Lucky. I'm a dog, in case you|hadn't guessed, and I belong to this man.

You remember Dr Dolittle, right?|The guy who can talk to animals?

If you don't, let me jog your memory.|He's a doctor and he talks to animals.

Anyways, he's busier than ever.

Doctor, you've got Mr Carson at ten for|a full workup. Mr Wennington's EKG's at 12.

- Mrs Bloom's got a bad rash. I told her 11.15.|- Got you.

Buster's deworming is at 12.30. Misty's cough|is back. I put her in at one. Then neuters.

- Rotary Club dinner tonight.|- Kennel Club tomorrow.

OK, push Mr Carson to 11. I'll deworm Buster|at 12, do the EKG at 12.30. Move Misty to 1.15.

And, Lucky, stop mixing up my charts.|Last week I almost neutered Mr Panitch.

From what I hear,|you'd be doing Mrs Panitch a favour.

Any time, ladies. Thank you.

No matter how busy he got,|Doc always found time to help animals.

- Hi. My name is Bandit.|- How you doin', Bandit?

- And I'm a stray.|- That's OK. We're all strays.

I know how hard it is the first time.|Take your time.

- One paw at a time, Bandit.|- That's true.

That's right. Never give up hope, Bandit.|And notjust Bandit. All you dogs, listen.

Every dog in here can find a family|and be somebody's best friend.

Let me hear you say that.|Say: I am somebody's best friend.

- I am somebody's best friend.|- One more time:

I am somebody's best friend!

- I am somebody's best friend.|- That's right. That's right.

Also, there's a family in North Beach|trying to find a good watchdog.

Somebody house-broken and great with kids.|Anyone got a background in security?

That'd be Rusty. Rusty's a watchdog.

- Who's Rusty?|- Rusty... Oh, no. Rusty!

- This better be important.|- No, uh, never mind, Rusty.

It says "Must not lick...

...all the time. "

Every zoo in the country had a job for him. He|was especially good at matters of the heart.

How long's it been|since you made baby turtles?

Not that long, maybe 20 years.

It'll be 48 years next Monday.

OK, I see the problem.|Listen, I'm gonna give you these pills.

- Crush 'em up and put 'em in your food.|- What do they do?

Oh...

Oh-oh, yeah, you're lookin' fine.

Ho-ho, comin' atcha, baby!

In fact, he became an international celebrity,|travelling from Alaska to Australia.

I'm here with the world-famous Dr Dolittle,|who actually speaks with animals.

Now, what we're gonna do is sneak up on|and rescue this unsuspecting alligator.

We're quiet so he doesn't know we're here.

The trick with catching this alligator|is to be wary of those teeth...

Hey, Dolittle, see what I'm doing is allowing|Steve to think I don't know he's back there...

...wait until he tries to grab me, turn on him|and, Bob's your uncle, bite his arm off!

I'm gonna have to get|my arm round his neck...

- Hey, Steve, he knows we're here.|- Sh, don't blow the element of surprise.

Now!

Oh!

Crikey, me arm!

It seemed everybody wanted a piece of|the good doctor, and his family understood.

- Thank you.|- Well, most of them did.

But we'll get to that part in a minute.|Right now I gotta answer the door.

- Yeah, who's there?|- Hey, it's me. I forgot my key. Open up.

Well, then I guess you'll have to beg, huh?|Come on, boy, beg.

Come on. Get it? Role reversal.

Cos usually it's the human...

...that says to the dog...|- I know you better open up the door 'fore I...

Just open the door, Lucky.

- Seeing as you feed me, I'll let you in.|- OK. Thank you. Thank you.

- Guess who's back from France.|- John?

Hey. Hey!

- Hey, sweetie.|- How you doin'?

Aaaah!

I got you a present from Paris.

- That's for me?|- Yes, for you, for us.

- Oh!|- Yeah, I can enjoy this present as well!

You know what would be a nice present?

If you could keep that flock|of your faithful away.

I'm sorry. I'll talk to them later.

- Daddy!|- Hey, baby. How are you doin'?

- Look, I got you a little present from Mexico.|- Ooh, gracias. I wonder what it is.

Agh! Earthquake! 911!

- No, I wouldn't shake it.|- Ow, my spleen! That hurt!

- Oh! He's so cute. Thanks, Dad.|- Hey, this isn't Puerto Vallarta.

It's a chameleon. It can change colour.

The blendmaster is in the house.|I'm gonna disappear like old baby's daddy.

Now you see me.|Boomph. Now you don't, eh?

- No, we can still see you.|- I'm not gone? I'm not invisible?

- You did remember it's Charisse's birthday?|- Sure. Did you remember to get the cake?

- Charisse doesn't want a family birthday.|- What's that about?

- We always celebrate together.|- You have anything green?

- Take this thing to your room, please.|- Guacamole? A zucchini? A big pickle?

- She's got a date.|- I suck.

A date?

- A date with who?|- I didn't ask. She's a big girl now, John.

We'll see about this date thing.|Where's the birthday girl at?

- She's unreachable.|- What do you mean? Where is she?

She's in her room with the door locked|and headphones on. Try paging her.

She's in the house and she's unreachable?!|I'm supposed to page her in my own house?

OK, we'll see if I'm gonna page.|I ain't paging nothin'.

Careful, Doc, she's 16. That's a tough age.

Hey. Charisse, open this door!

- Do you believe this? Hey!|- Try her cell.

I'm not calling on the cellphone|while she's in her bedroom.

Hey!

Charisse!

Open the door!

OK. All right. OK.

OK!

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