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( march theme playing )
( both gasp )
( puppies barking )
( whistles )
Bada boom.
( growls )
( puppies barking )
( dog barks )
( puppies barking )
( children giggling )
( slow waltz theme playing )
Oh!
( grunts )
STRUDEL: Impressive catch, Cookie.
Why, you're a regular fetch phenom.
A Stravinsky of the slobbery stick.
( yelps )
Mean meanie mean-o who didn't let me catch it.
It looked so tasty
and my mouth was all ready for its barky deliciousness.
Yeah, Cookie, way to let a guy down.
Hey, you know, where I'm from,
if one dog tosses, the other catches.
What kind of stick-hogging monster are you anyway, huh?
You can't play the wrong way.
I wasn't playing the wrong way, I just felt like catching it.
I didn't tell you to get all excited about my stick.
( all speaking indistinctly )
All right, all right, break it up.
We're on duty now, remember?
( truck horn honking )
And I think we're about to have visitors.
( both growling )
Oh, hi there, Mr. Ketchum,
got some sweet little puppies for me?
( Hairy & Sweet Pea growling )
Hey, wait. Come back.
Careful now, little puppies. Settle down.
Watch my belly button; it's an outtie...
Or at least it used to be.
Oh, shame on you two. Shame, shame, shame.
Mr. McLeish. Call 911. I need an outtie reattachment.
Hey there, pups. Uh... Welcome to Shelter 17.
Had a rough ride in the truck, did you?
It was more than rough with this mangy mutt.
Chill out, princess poodle face.
I had to listen to that shrilly bark of yours
Whoa, hang on.
Whatever happened to you, that's enough arguing.
You're at our shelter now and you're gonna behave. Got it?
Yeah, I guess.
That's better. Now how about if we start all over again.
I'm Hairy.
And I'm Sweet Pea.
Hairy, Sweet Pea, nice to meet you.
We're Pound Puppies and it's our job to find you homes.
Good luck finding one for this ray of sunshine.
I don't know what you two are arguing about
but you would like to find your perfect people, right?
That sure would be nice, having a boy of my own.
Oh, I dream about my perfect person all the time.
She'll brush me and give me a pretty pink collar
and we'll snuggle in soft pillows and--
She'll feed you tuna?
Meow, meow, sounds like a cat's life to me.
( growls )
Curly top.
LUCKY: Enough, already.
Maybe it's best if we just keep you pups away from each other.
Cookie, Strudel, you take Sweet Pea.
Sure Lucky. Come along, Sweet Pea.
Come on, Hairy, we'll show you around.
Sparky, Mr. Nut Nut, fire up the FKD.
These pups need homes and fast.
And lets just hope those homes
are as far away from each other as possible.
So listen, Sweet Pea, what's with you and Hairy?
Have you known him for a while?
I was first cursed with his
stinky presence this afternoon.
And I hope I never see him again.
It all started when I ran into that filthy, hairy mutt
in front of the satin pillow store.
I just adore satin pillows,
so I thought maybe it would be the best place
to find my perfect person.
I say, look at that dog on those satin pillows.
Pity I do not care for dogs
nearly as much as I care for satin pillows.
Pity indeed.
No one ever adopted me
but the satin pillows were fabulous.
( sighs )
Dog catcher's coming! Dog catcher's coming!
Oh, no. Make way.
What are you doing?. Get. Get.
Get yourself, this hiding place is mine.
Oh, no.
And so, not only did Hairy
ruin the most lovely satin pillows I've ever seen
but he led the dog catcher right to me.
And I had to ride to the pound in that awful truck.
He just barged right in.
I mean, how dirty and rude.
We know how it is, Sweet Pea.
Sometimes a girl just needs her space.
But don't you worry, we'll take care of you.
Lucky: Hey, ladies.
Any news on Sweet Pea's perfect person?
Sweet Pea, meet Ruby.
Oh, she's so dainty looking, just like me.
I got this one, Lucky.
Sweet Pea, I'll take you to your new home right now.
Once a pound puppy, always a pound puppy, Sweet Pea.
Thanks.
Oh, boy, let's go.
One pup placed, one to go.
Come on, Strudel. Let's see what the FKD has in store for Hairy.
You know what, Hairy? I like you.
But I don't understand, why such trouble with that girl?
( growls )
It all started at ***'s Sausage Bar,
right next to the satin pillow store.
I figured, hey, I love sausage,
maybe some sausage loving human will come by and adopt me.
Come along, my daughter Pepita.
Let me show you how you buy the sausage.
First, you take out-a the money.
But, papa, look, it's a little puppy.
No, Pepita, they always take-a my things.
No more doggies for us.
Oh, well, then I guess I'll buy-a the sausage.
Hey. You Pepita. Come-a back with my money.
Oh, well, no adoption for me.
But on the bright side, I sure did smell something good.
Sweet Italian sausage.
I was just about to dig in when...
Oh, the dog catcher.
So I jumped right down with the trash.
But then, I poke my head up and what do I see?
Some frou frou poodle girl
sitting on a pile of satin pillows.
Naturally I warn her.
Psst, dog catcher. Quick. Hide in here.
Come on, I'll help you up.
Ugh, a trash can? As if.
Get away from me, you lowlife mutt.
( suspenseful theme playing )
Hey, get out of my pillows.
( barking )
Thanks to her I got caught by the dog catcher
and I smell like perfume.
No, you don't, you smell like garbage.
Hey, thanks.
Listen, I know exactly what you mean.
I run into those snooty dogs all the time.
But don't worry, soon you'll have your own human
and you'll never have to see her again.
( squirrel squeaking )
Hairy, meet Leo. Your perfect person.
Hey, he looks like the coolest kid ever.
There's no need to wait.
Guys? Take Hairy over to meet his person, will you?
The FKD has phoned ahead
and they'll be expecting a puppy any moment.
Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Come on, Hairy.
This is the best day ever.
Once a pound puppy, always a pound puppy.
Thanks, Lucky. Come on.
Well, thank goodness that's taken care of.
( squeaking )
Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy Nut Nut. What is it?
( both squirrels squeaking )
What? Strudel. A little help.
Yes? Yes? What?
Schnitzels. I don't believe it.
Ruby and Leo
are brother and sister.
Sweet Pea and Hairy are moving in together.
Sweet Pea and Hairy placed in the same home?
I don't know.
But I can assure you the FKD is never wrong.
Yeah, well, neither are my instincts.
And my instincts tell me we're in for a disaster.
We'd better get to that house.
( slow waltz theme playing )
( in unison ): Table tennis terror. Ping pong ping.
There she is, Sweet Pea. Ruby Parker.
Oh, I love her already.
According to the FKD
she and her brother are the world champions
in Professional Junior Table Tennis League.
And she's so cute and fashionable.
That's him. That's him.
Leo Parker is one cool kid.
According to the FKD he and his sister win every game.
Wow, Imagine how much fun he'll be playing ball and fetch.
Go ahead and see.
Thanks, guys. For everything.
What? What's she doing here?
( barking )
Look Leo, my puppy is here.
( barking )
And, hey, here's mine.
Come here little fella.
Wow. Just look at his hair.
He's awesome.
( chuckles )
Lucky, how did this happen?
Sweet Pea can't be with--
Someone tell me what's going on?
Why is she here?
Why is Hairy here?
The FKD matched Hairy with Leo and Sweet Pea with Ruby.
MRS. PARKER: Oh, my goodness, they're here.
I thought some official would be by to drop them off.
RUBY: She just ran out to me.
I love her so much.
My little guy is the awesomest.
You see, Mr. Michaels, when the pound called
we figured why not adopt?
The puppies might lighten the children's days,
give them a little something to smile about.
Well, it certainly did the job. Yes.
So tell me, Leo,
what is the best thing about
having your little sister as your teammate?
Well, she's pretty cool.
She does some fancy moves that get us a lot of points.
And she practices a lot.
And Ruby? How about your brother?
Leo's the best power-hitter ever.
He always cheers me on too.
( in unison ): Table tennis terror. Ping pong ping.
A brother and sister working together. Yes.
Never since the days of old,
when Romulus and Uncle Remus came down from Mount Olympus
to win the luge at Vesuvius
have two siblings shown such teamwork.
Later today they defend their championship against...
( barking )
Aah, I'm Merv Michaels and I am terrified. Yes.
Uh, just let yourselves out.
Maybe you should separate your dogs, kids.
Meanwhile, I need to go in and start lunch.
Before we leave this afternoon
roll the ping pong table into the garage
and pick up your toys and paddles.
( in unison ): Yes, mom.
This isn't gonna work.
Hairy is gonna drive Sweet Pea up the wall.
She'll be miserable.
Hairy's the one
who has to put up with Sweet Pea.
Yeah, Sweet Pea's too nice a name for her.
Salty Smashed up Lima Beans should be her name.
Easy, guys.
Seriously,
I don't know why you're so wrapped up in taking sides.
Don't you want both of them to be happy?
No buts. Of course you do.
Now that they've been adopted,
the least we can do is watch and see
how it all works out. Okay?
( all speaking indistinctly )
Well, there's Sweet Pea.
I gotta admit, she looks pretty nice all frilly and dolled up.
But no she doesn't. She looks hideous.
( belches )
I wish I never looked at her.
Whatever, Niblet. The point is that she looks happy.
But where's--
( laughing )
Leo, you messed up my ribbons. I had them arranged by color.
Sorry. Hairy and I were just playing.
Watch this.
Leo, can you do that over there?
Sheesh, okay. Come here, boy.
Looks like Hairy's causing trouble already.
LEO: Vroom vroom. Honk honk.
Vroom. Honk, honk, honk, honk.
Hey, look at my puppy.
To make it up to you he's bringing you a bottle of soda.
I really don't want any soda, Leo.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( sighs )
Leo, you did that on purpose.
I did not. That was your fault.
I was trying to be nice and you jammed up my truck.
Yes, you did.
Did so. Did so.
Did so!
Did so! Did so!
Ugh, Come on, puppy.
Let's not hang out with these mean boys.
Good riddance. Let's get out of here, boy.
This is not right. Coming home to a new family should be fun.
Why don't these pups see that?
Perhaps they need to overcome their differences,
walk in each other's shoes, so to speak.
Human talk, Niblet.
Okay? It means try and see things
from someone else's point of view.
Well, that's lame.
I thought we were gonna get to put on shoes.
Well, anyway, I think it's a good idea.
Oh, come on,
what do we have to lose?
Hairy can learn a thing or two from Sweet Pea.
And Sweet Pea can learn a lot from Hairy.
Can we at least put on their socks?
Well, I'm in anyway.
Trust me on this, Lucky. It'll work.
( guitar chord strumming ominously )
Look at my beautiful coat.
Well, look at me. This is all your fault.
My fault? Aah, stop that, you muddy mongrel.
I'll do what I want, frizz-face.
Gravy-licker.
So much for that plan.
NIBLET: Now on to plan B!
Get out of those things.
Oh! Can I at least keep these?
My haunches never looked more shapely.
No, come on, this is serious business here.
And I have a feeling it's about to get more serious.
Quick. In the bushes, everyone.
RUBY: Oh, my goodness.
Puppy, why are you all dirty?
Oh, let her play, sis. She's a dog.
She's supposed to get dirty.
But she doesn't like the mud.
I bet Hairy got her all muddy.
No, he didn't. He's just having fun.
And if your dog doesn't wanna get dirty
maybe you should shave all her fur off
Hey.
She'd probably like it, she's so uptight.
Just like you suddenly are.
Well, your dog is sloppy
just like your power backhand block.
I won't.
You better or else...
MRS. PARKER: Kids. Clean up and come on in.
Time for dinner, then time for you match.
Come on, we're supposed to put the table away before we go.
I'm not putting it away, you put it away.
Ah, stop complaining.
There, I unlocked the wheels, you push it.
Push it yourself, I got it out.
I'm telling mom you're being lazy.
Not if I tell her first!
( in unison ): Mom!
See what you did?
SQUIRT: Yeah, Sweet Pea.
Why do you have to be so rough on Hairy anyway?
Sweet Pea? She didn't do anything,
it's all Hairy's fault.
( all speaking indistinctly )
Stop it, stop it!
Just go wait out on the driveway.
I'll handle this from here.
No buts.
Enough with the buts. Go. Now. That's an order.
( speaking indistinctly )
All right, now pups. Pups?
( both grunting )
I've had enough of you, Stink Pea.
I'm gonna get rid of you if it's the last thing I do.
No way, Hair-breath. You're out of here.
This isn't over until there's just one puppy standing.
( both screaming )
Pups, stop it. Stop fighting. We can work this out.
Never. You're ruining my life!
( both screaming )
Pups. Hang on.
How do you work this thing?
SWEET PEA & HAIRY: Press the stop button!
Not that button.
( both screaming )
( both sigh )
Oh, no.
( both screaming )
Well, this is boring.
That was kind of interesting. But I'm already bored again.
Runaway ping pong table. We've gotta stop it.
You might be filthy and rude, and have bad manners,
but hold onto me, Hairy. Please?
I'll hold onto you if you hold onto me.
( both screaming )
Man, they must have fallen down there.
Well, at least if they're still
clinging to that wooden ping pong table,
they should be afloat.
Yeah, but look if the water carried them in there,
how are we gonna find them?
That pipe leads to the sewer system,
I know it like the back of my paw.
And I know hydrodynamics.
Perhaps I could help judge their speed in that water,
we could pinpoint their destination and intercept them.
Great, you two lead the way. Let's go, dogs, go.
So then the main spillway joins the civic center runoff pipe
and then it all widens by about five feet.
Hairy and Sweet Pea should, in approximately 20 seconds,
Good job, guys.
You see what happens when you stop arguing?
Squirt and Strudel are completely different,
we're all different,
but together we make the perfect team.
What got into you guys anyway?
I blame each and every one of you.
Let's kick them out of the club.
Niblet, you are a big galoot, but you're my kind of galoot.
( squeak )
Hairy, Sweet Pea, you made it.
But how'd you get out?
We came to a shallow part
and Hairy towed me through the slime on an old milk carton.
I didn't even have to get dirty.
Yeah, then we found a bunch of rats
and they built a giant rat pyramid
for us to climb up out of that drain.
Rats don't do nothing for nothing,
how'd you get them to help?
Sweet Pea found some old doll stuff
and gave the main guy a makeover.
( squeaks )
( in unison ): Thank you.
You know, sometimes being all dirty and scruffy
Same with fancy stuff.
So you two pups have made up?
Sheesh, of course we have.
You know, Lucky,
sometimes you have to focus on the bigger picture.
ANNOUNCER ( on TV ): It seems Ruby and Leo Parker of the United States
just aren't in sync today.
Team Vladibulbania is just one game away from victory.
The tennis tables have turned indeed... Yes!
Ruby and Leo, they're losing.
I forgot all about their match.
To the sports arena.
ANNOUNCER: We're down to the last round and Team Leo and Ruby
is just getting pinged right in the pong.
Oh, there's Leo's patented power slam, right into the net.
That almost cost them a point.
Ruby intercepts Leo's return
and it flies off into the crowd.
What was she thinking?
What were you thinking? That was my shot.
Well, you messed up your last shot.
See how they quarrel.
We will eat them alive.
If I could make pity, I would make some for them.
( both laughing )
Oh, no, look.
ALL: Aw!
We now laugh at you with our faces.
( chuckles )
They're playing horribly.
I think they're still mad at each other.
It's all our fault.
Not entirely.
But you did kind of get the ball rolling.
So, what do you think about helping them move that ball back
in the right direction?
Hey, that looks like fun.
How do you do it anyway?
Just relax and keep your eye on the ball.
( chuckles )
ANNOUNCER: Oh, just look at those kids struggle.
I saw better paddling at my grandma's pool party and...
Wait a minute. What is this?
Someone's approaching the table.
Can it be?
( barking )
The crowd is going wild. This is unprecedented.
Dogs are in the arena. Dogs are in the arena!
LEO: They're getting along.
More than that, I mean, wow.
They actually make a pretty good team.
We used to be a pretty good team.
This is dumb.
I don't even remember why we were mad at each other.
I mean, hey, if they can get along--
Stop with the talking and be making ping pong.
We will crush you with our double dose
of muscle twin power.
( in unison ): Table tennis terror.
Ping pong ping.
( action theme playing )
You be watching out.
You and me, sis, the old switcheroo.
( both laughing )
( all gasp )
Why did you not get that?
That was yours to get.
Know you what? I am tired of you all of the time blaming me.
This is fine because I quit the ping pong.
We lose. So there.
You cannot quit because I quit first.
( both speaking indistinctly )
What Vladibulbania quits?
Team Leo and Ruby wins the championship!
Team Leo and Ruby wins the championship!
I have just ruptured my larynx!
Yes!
( all cheering )
Well, I guess that just goes to show you.
Friendships are like ping pong balls.
They're hollow and easily crushed?
No.
No matter what,
they can always bounce back.
( marching theme playing )