Son of Lassie Page #6

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the one the Germans shot.

- Here's your puppy.

- And not sick at all. He's just fine, see?

No, no, my new puppy!

- My brand-new, sick puppy!

- This is your puppy.

Look. By the time we get home,

it will be all better.

- Come on. Up you go, now.

- I want my puppy!

Now, you stay there and be a good boy.

I forgot my puppy back there!

Henrik, come back! Come back!

I want my puppy!

Henrik, come back! Be a good boy,

and you'll get a wonderful puppy...

...all for yourself someday.

Henrik, come back!

Come back, Henrik!

See? Here's my new puppy.

Isn't he pretty?

I told you! He's sick.

His leg is hurt.

- Hedda, tear a bandage from your apron.

- I'll be spanked if I tear my apron.

Spanking or no spanking,

I'd tear my apron to help a sick dog.

It's easy to talk of tearing aprons

when you don't wear any.

Shame on you!

What are you doing?

Here, Thea. Make him well.

There. We'll take care of you.

We'll hide you from the Germans

in our cave.

Oh, Arne, make a splint.

You know, the way I showed you

when I broke my finger.

- Here's what's left of my lunch.

- Oh, that's a good girl, Hedda.

- Oh, look, he's awfully hungry.

- He probably hasn't eaten in a long time.

I have no more.

We can save our supper

and then feed him tomorrow.

I won't get any supper because

I tore my shirt. But I've got a dog.

- He's my dog.

- He belongs to all of us.

- I found him.

- Well, then you can name him.

- What are you gonna call him?

- Let me see.

- I know!

- Yes?

- No.

- Well, it's getting late.

- Why not call him simply Doggy?

- What name did you say?

She didn't,

she said to call him simply Doggy.

I like that.

We'll call him Mr. Simply.

Oh, hello, Mr. Simply.

Mr. Simply's going to sleep.

We'll come back early tomorrow.

Come on.

Happy dreams, Mr. Simply.

I don't think you'll find

the poor dog in this village.

He wouldn't stop here. No refuse bins.

- Why not?

- Because there is no refuse.

Oh, good evening, Mrs. Strohm.

Now, don't hurry on. It's-

It's all right to come in.

Very devout woman, Mrs. Strohm.

You may have noticed her coming here

in the evening to pray.

I shall try to find who are dog fanciers

among my congregation.

Perhaps they will help.

Of course, when you consider, the only

true dog fancier in the world is the flea.

Now!

Come on, Henrik. Hurry up with that dog.

Come on.

Please, Mr. Simply. Come.

Stop it, Mr. Simply. Stop it!

Please, Mr. Simply. Come,

I've got something nice for you to eat.

- Wait a minute. Henrik, what are you doing?

- Eat, Mr. Simply.

It's no use, he won't eat.

He's been like this ever since he got well.

Eat, Mr. Simply. Please eat.

If you eat, you'll grow up

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