Pup Page #6

And a half.

Is that the best you can do?

The rest of you, general inspection.

Stand to attention.

Never in my whole life

have I seen such sissies.

But believe you me,

it's all going to change.

That includes you, half-pint.

You're in for a tough time, too.

Get in line.

Right, you sissies.

Hit the dirt and give me

50 push-ups. Jump to it.

Uh, excuse me,

but I've already done mine.

Oh, I'm sorry, madam.

You must be worn out.

Why didn't you say so?

Well, yes. I'm a little tired.

I understand. You poor thing.

Maybe you need to go on

vacation. A week off, perhaps?

Hmm?

Uh, yeah.

GRUMBO:
Right! In the hole! Ah!

Where do you think you're going?

Get back here.

Hey, come on.

What are you running from? Come here.

Get back here.

Have a nice time.

We'll see how you feel

after a day in the hole.

(Door closing)

Anyone else want a free vacation? Huh?

Whew.

MARVIN:
What a goon.

I'm only interested in her from

a professional point of view.

She's a member of my flock,

if you understand.

Ex. Ex-flock.

You mean that pain in the neck?

He won't last a week.

Huh?

(Sniffing)

Whoa!

Are you going to try

and discuss the plan with me?

Or continue to try and convince me

that you're not interested in her?

Uh, okay. Right.

You distract Grumbo

whilst I help her escape.

Nothing to it, hey?

- How do I do that?

- I don't know.

Just goad him until he chases you.

If he chases me?

Are you mad?

(Grumbo humming)

Whoa!

(Humming)

He's got a screw loose.

Wow.

(Humming)

(Sniffing)

(Growling)

MARVIN:
Psst!

Hey, you.

Yeah, you.

Who, me? I'm coming.

What do you want, quackie?

Can I tell you something private.

Uh, at ease.

When I grow up,

I want to be just like you.

- Mm-hmm.

- What?

Just like me?

MARVIN:
Yeah. I'm fed up with people

kicking sand in my face.

I want to learn how to be big

and strong, like you.

KANUTO:
Blackie? Blackie?

(Knocking at door)

(Gasping)

Can you hear me? Blackie?

Blackie?

Aah! Shh!

Don't make so much noise.

Blackie? Is that you?

Who do you think it is? Santa Claus?

Are you okay?

I'll be better as soon

as I can get out of here.

What? You're going to escape?

But how?

Wait and see, and you'll find out.

(Grunting)

Oh.

Blackie, what's going on?

Blackie, stop?

He'll hear you.

Wow, you're so cool, man.

Big and tough and ferocious.

(Thumping) You're the real deal.

Hang on a second, will you?

Hey, I didn't even finish

what I was saying yet.

I want you to teach me

martial arts, karate,

- and all that stuff.

- Listen, son,

I know there's a dog

somewhere deep inside you.

I can see it from your beak.

If you like, I'll give you

a quick lesson.

You should always

learn the ropes from the master.

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