Lilo And Stitch Page #3

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what to give him

and she said a tuna sandwich.

I can't give Pudge tuna!

(whispering):

Do you know what tuna is?

Fish?

It's fish!

If I gave Pudge tuna,

I'd be an abomination!

I'm late because

I had to go to the store

and get peanut butter

'cause all we have

is-is stinkin' tuna!

Lilo, Lilo, why is

this so important?

Pudge controls the weather.

You're crazy.

(Lilo shrieking)

(all screaming)

Please! Please!

Everybody calm down!

(crying)

Girls...

(speaking Hawaiian)

Shh.

Lilo...

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

I won't do it again!

Maybe we should call

your sister.

No! I'll be good!

I want to dance.

I practiced.

I just want to dance.

I practiced.

Ooh, she bit me.

GIRLS:

Eww!

(all cheering)

(girls laughing and shouting)

I called your sister.

She said to wait for her

here on the porch.

We'll try again on Sunday.

(children shouting playfully

in distance)

Does this look infected

to you?

Yeah.

(girls gasping)

You better not have rabies.

If you have rabies

the dogcatcher is

going to have to cut...

Are you going to play dolls?

You don't have a doll.

This is Scrump.

(all gasping)

I made her,

but her head is too big.

So I pretend a bug laid eggs

in her ears, and she's upset

because she only has

a few more days to...

(soft, sad music playing)

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Lilo!

Lilo?

Lilo?

Oh, no.

(grunts)

You better be home.

(dog barking)

(engine purring)

(brakes screech)

Hey! Watch where you're going!

Stupidhead!

(panting)

(Elvis Presley's

"Heartbreak Hotel" playing)

# I found a new place

to dwell... #

Oh, Lilo!

Lilo! Open the door, Lilo!

LILO:

Go away.

#... You make me so lonely,

baby... #

Lilo?

We don't have time for this.

#... I get so lonely... #

Leave me alone to die.

Come on, Lilo

that social worker's going

to be here any minute!

#... You still can find... #

(volume increases):

#... some room... #

(growling)

# For brokenhearted lovers

to cry away their gloom #

(frustrated groan)

# Don't make me so lonely #

# I get so lonely

I could die... #

(engine turns off)

(wood creaking)

(grunts)

# The bellhop's tears

keep flowin'... #

You are so finished

when I get in there!

(mouthing song):

# Well, they been so long

on Lonely Street #

# They ain't ever

gonna look back... #

Oh, I'm going to stuff you

in the blender

push "puree,"

then bake you into a pie

and feed it

to the social worker!

And when he says,

"Mmm, this is great.

What's your secret?"

I'm going to say...

(gasps)

"Love... and nurturing."

Hi. Uh...

(hammer clunks)

You must be the, uh...

The stupidhead.

Oh! Oh...

Oh, you know,

I'm really sorry about that

and if I'd known who you were,

of course I never would've...

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