Isle of Dogs Page #4

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of his childhood years.

His five dog-abductors

have been identified

through the use

of advanced Tooth-and-Tail

Recognition Software:

They will, of course,

be captured

and violently destroyed.

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

(BELL RINGS)

(CAT YOWLS)

get a check-up, too.

He looks worse than anybody.

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

(SHOUTING IN JAPANESE)

spoke his language.

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

Well, I understood that.

Sit down.

Sit-o!

Chief! Sit!

I don't sit.

You're disobedient! Sit!

No.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

(SNEEZES)

(WIND HOWLING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

NUTMEG:
I wouldn't drink that,

if I were you.

It's full of toxic chemicals.

How do you know?

Because my sister-in-law

drank it,

and her tongue turned black.

Oh.

You're Felix's mate.

I beg your pardon?

I mean, I think you mated

with Felix,

if I heard it right?

That's none of your business.

No, no, I don't suggest

whether it actually

happened or not.

I'm just saying

that I recognize you

from when I heard that rumor.

(SNEEZES)

I think I'm going

to say good-night.

Wait, wait, wait. No.

Wait. Start over.

Who cares about Felix?

I'm Chief. (CLEARS THROAT)

That's my name.

I see.

I'm introducing myself.

Who are you?

I thought you knew

all about me.

(CHUCKLES)

No, I don't know anything.

I should've kept

my mouth shut.

It's all hearsay.

Anyway, you're Nutmeg.

So you do know me, after all.

After all? Yes.

You a show-dog, Nutmeg?

I was bred as a show-dog.

I was groomed

for that purpose.

It wasn't my choice.

I don't consider it

my identity.

Anyway, look around.

What difference

does it make now?

So that's a yes.

So that's a:

yes, I used to be.

May I join you?

(NUTMEG GASPS)

You've been attacked.

Hmm. What else is new?

You should see the other dog.

(CLEARS THROAT) Actually,

I think he was made

of stainless-steel.

I couldn't get my teeth

into him.

Who is the little pilot?

What'd he do?

Why are they after him?

Nobody knows.

You're a stray, aren't you?

Yes, I'm a stray.

But aren't we all?

In the last analysis, I mean?

Were you trained?

For competition.

I was a show-dog.

You know a few tricks, then.

A few.

Can I see one?

Maybe if I get to

know you better.

Fair enough.

It's not true, by the way.

About me and Felix.

For the record.

I wouldn't bring puppies

into this world.

I don't believe in masters.

I never did.

It's against my principles.

But this is no place

for a dog like you.

You belong somewhere.

You've got papers.

Oh, I'm full-grown,

sweetheart.

You don't have to worry

about me.

Good-night.

I hope I'll see you again.

- Here's one.

- One what?

I'm supposed to be spinning

a nine-pound bowling-ball

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