(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(CRASHING)
(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
BUTCH: Oh, come on. How is this dinner?
(SNIFFING)
Two chicken bones, a half-eaten pea and some pre-chewed gum?
If you will excuse me, my appetizer just ran by with my entree.
-(CRASHING) -Relax, pal. I've got this.
(CRASHING)
-(TIRES SCREECHING) -(MUFFLED SCREAM)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
GINGER: Oh, you poor thing. Are you okay?
Meow?
Oh, no. Your tail's all crooked.
I better get you to a doctor.
GINGER: The vet says you just need to rest and relax while your tail heals.
Here's the TV remote and some fresh tuna
and a bell to ring if you need anything.
(BELL TINKLES)
(SNAPS FINGERS)
(WHIMSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(MEOWS)
-GINGER: Aw, are you chilly? -(TEETH CHATTERING)
Here, let's get this sweater on you.
There!
Tom, you take care of our houseguest while I'm out running errands.
I know what you're thinking but trust me, pal,
I ain't even faking this time.
You're lucky you have your health, 'cause...
Hey, what...
-(TAIL CREAKS) -(YOWLING)
Look at my X-ray, pal. It's all true.
(RINGS BELL)
Hey, bud. How's about you come change the channel for me?
I can't risk over-exerting myself.
(CLICKS TONGUE) Remember what the lady said, chum.
You got to take care of me.
(THUD)
BUTCH: Channel up. Channel down. Channel down.
Channel up. Down. Up. Up. Up.
No, volume up. Up! Go down!
Back! Back! Oops, no, never mind.
Down! Up! Up! Up! Down! Down!
-(BELL RINGING) -Ah.
-(BELL RINGING) -(LAUGHING)
That tickles.
BUTCH: (ECHOING) You got to take care of me.
Change the channel for me.
(YELLING)
Okay. Never mind.
Hang on, pal.
It seems to me you're a bit frustrated.
I got a better idea.
We make the mouse wait on both of us.
-(LAUGHING) -(GULPS)
Okay, little man, here's how it's gonna go.
When we tug on your fancy new vest,
you report for duty.
Got it?
What say you do the honor
and take it for a test drive, pal?
(WHIMSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Nice.
The other turkey leg.
(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
-(FLOSS SQUEAKS) -Ah, you missed the molar.
BUTCH: Channel up. Channel down. Channel down.
Volume up. Volume up. Too loud. Channel up.
(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
Quit slacking, mouse.
My ears need some cleaning,
so get to swabbing.
(TEA KETTLE WHISTLING)
(CRASHING)
(SLAPPING)
(THUD)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, no you don't. Got you!
(CRASHING)
What the...
(CHUCKLES) Amazing what you can find in a dumpster behind a vet.
Am I right or am I right?
-GINGER: I'm back. -(UNEASY CHUCKLE)
How's this, pal?
Do I look pathetic and injured?
GINGER: I'm going to make you guys some fish stew.
Whoa! Whoa! Whatcha thinking?
She's going to make us fish stew.
Fish stew.
You can rat me out later.
Why not have a delicious hot meal first? (CHUCKLES)
Come on. Do it just for the halibut.
Get it? For the ha-li-but.
(BUTCH LAUGHS)
That's using your noodle, pal.
(SNIFFING AND SIGHS)
That stew smells marvelous, don't it, pal?
(MATCH STRIKING)
(FUSE SIZZLING)
(BUTCH YELPS)
GINGER: Tom, shame on you.
(DOOR SLAMS)
(KNOCKING)
Come on, pal, I'm about to have dinner.
Oh, and don't worry, I'll eat your helping, too.
(KNOCKING)
(TAPPING)
(WHISPERING)
GINGER: It's almost ready. Just needs to cool off a bit.
(EXPLODING)
Okay, here comes din-din.
And to think, I spent all these years avoiding cars.
GINGER: Who's hungry?
Meow.
GINGER: Aw, here you go.
You deserve every last drop of that stew.
(SIGHS)
(TICKING)
Hmm? (YOWLS)
(LAUGHING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(FAUCET DRIPS)
Ugh, come on, mouse.
Give me that water turner on-er.
You...
(BUTCH SCREAMS)
BUTCH: The fridge!
(CRASHING)
Where's all the beverages?
There!
-(GLASS SHATTERING) -(SCREAMING)
(GROWLING)
(GIGGLING)
Juice!
Give me that!
GINGER: (GASPS) My kitchen!
Well, looks like someone's tail healed up magically.
Meow?
(DOOR SLAMS)
(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
(BELL RINGING)