Lassie Come Home Page #3

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Well, good evening.

I won't have him walking in here

and keeping his hat on...

as if he's the very Duke himself.

And all on account of a dog.

She's gone.

And if you ask me, good riddance!

Now happen we can have a little peace.

I hope I never see her again. I do that!

You won't get out now, milady.

Not if I know anything.

Come on. Where is she?

- So that's why he's not home.

- Aye.

They're together, him and Lassie.

She's got away again.

He's run away with her

so that we can't take her back.

Come now, lass, don't thee worry.

The lad will not have gone far.

I think I know where he'll be.

I'll be off to find her.

Come on, now,

where's that there dog of mine?

Take thy hat off.

Don't you start no trouble.

You better not start no trouble now.

Get along home with you. The dog

will be there as soon as I can find her.

It's all right, Lassie.

We can live out here on the moors,

and they'll never find us.

We can live in the caves.

Happen I can run errands for the butcher...

and he'll give me scraps of meat for you,

and perhaps even a bone.

And then we'd never have to go home.

The Duke will never find you.

And we can always be together.

Come on, lad.

- For me?

- Yes.

Thank you, dear.

Who are those people, Grandfather?

- What are you doing with my dog?

- It's Lassie, sir.

I'm not blind, my good man,

but what are you doing with her?

She's run away again,

and I'm bringing her back.

What, again? Has she run away before?

I'm bringing her back again, sir.

Coming, Your Grace.

Has this dog ever run away before?

- Sir, it's this way...

- Did she or didn't she?

In a way, sir, she did.

She dug her way out.

I didn't want to disturb you about her,

and I'll see she don't get away again.

Yes, you'd better. You're an idiot, Hynes.

I'm beginning to think

you're an utter nincompoop. Pen her up.

If she gets out again, you can get out, too.

- Thank you for bringing her back.

- Yes, sir.

I'll pen her up.

And if she ever tries to get away... Here.

I brought my lad with me today

to pen her up.

It's him she runs home to see.

He'll pen her up and bid her stay.

I'm sorry I didn't notice

I was stepping on thy foot.

- The kennels are over here.

- Come along, Joe lad.

Come on, now. Get in with you.

Come along, Lassie, get inside here.

Come on.

Come along now, lad.

Get it over with. Bid her stay...

and tell her

she can't be coming home no more.

Stay here and bide happy, Lassie.

Don't come home no more.

Don't run away no more...

because thou doesn't belong

to us anymore.

We're not allowed to see thee ever.

You've got a nice place here...

so don't plague us by come running home.

Stay here and leave us be.

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