Stuart Little 3: Call of the Wild Page #3

All we ever do is fight.

Oh, no, I don't fight.

It's beneath me.

You, you're the fighter. But...

Wait a minute. You're the fighter.

Yeah, well, living on the streets,

you gotta be a fighter.

Rats and crows, street sweepers...

Hey, you know what, old buddy?

I changed my mind.

- Really? All right.

- Mi cabin es su cabin.

You can stay right here

under the porch...

...and keep an eye on things for me.

- What kind of things?

- You know.

Things that look odd,

or scary, or beastly.

Especially anything beastly.

I can't emphasize that enough.

And I will make sure

your stay with us is comfortable.

When you get hungry,

just tap on this pipe here...

...and I'll bring you food.

- Cool.

- Monty, I'm counting on you.

You'll be my first line of defense.

Hey, what do you mean,

"first line of defense"?

No, no. I said,

"Stay inside the fence."

"The fence." Right.

Right. But there isn't any fence.

I was speaking metaphorically.

I didn't know you spoke

another language.

- Goodnight, baby.

- Mom, I'm not a baby.

George.

What?

Okay.

Look at them sleeping.

They've got nothing to worry about.

I, on the other hand,

have to find a place to hide.

Cottontail, my fine,

fuzzy, flop-haired fellow.

How's the kids? All 50 of them?

Okay, okay.

I'll talk to you later. Cool.

Beavie! Beave, hey!

- Man, am I glad to see you.

- Don't even ask.

Come on, Beave.

I'll pay you back.

That'll be a first.

If I don't come through,

I am Beast chow.

Talk to the paw.

It's because I'm a skunk, isn't it?

I guess you'll be asking me

to stand downwind next.

I'd like to ask him now.

If you ask me, somebody

should teach that Beast a lesson.

Just once, just once, I'd like

to show that two-bit tyrant...

...the business end of my tail,

know what I'm saying?

Give him some of this.

Beast?

Hey, Beast,

I was just talking about you.

You are looking beautiful tonight.

There's another beast out there

going, "Where's my baby?"

Well, never let it be said

that Reeko comes empty-handed.

Fiber.

Okay, now, I know it doesn't look

like much, but believe me...

...there's a party inside this bark

and your taste buds are invited.

Or you could use it

as a fake moustache.

Oh, where did the Reeko go?

I'll go look for him.

You found me.

What do you say

I pay you double next full moon?

Okay? We're cool, right?

Yo, I am so sk...

Not good. Not good.

You never heard of closing the lid?

No swimming till four hours after

eating or three hours before eating.

- And no swimming while eating.

- Mom, I know the rules. I do.

I know. I'm sorry.

Just promise me you won't take

any unnecessary risks.

I promise.

Unnecessary?

- Let's go, George.

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