(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIZZLING)
RICK: No way, cat.
Steak? Mine.
Cat food? Yours.
Huh?
Whoa, food from the heavens.
(CHOMPING)
RICK: Suit yourself, pal.
-GINGER: Rick? -(RICK GASPS) Ahhh!
GINGER: What are you doing?
RICK: Geez, honey, I'm just having a little bitty snack!
GINGER: Your procedure is tomorrow, remember?
No food, doctor's orders.
(CACKLING)
RICK: Honey, don't!
Another cosmic food delivery?
It's my night!
RICK: Hey, you locking all the cupboards?
GINGER: It's the only way to stop you from eating.
RICK: Oh, not the fridge!
-(TOM WHIMPERS) -GINGER: The kitchen is on lockdown.
The doctor said, "No food or drink for 12 hours."
-(ECHOING) Twelve hours... -(CLOCK TICKING)
-Twelve hours... -(CLOCK TICKING CONTINUES)
(GINGERS VOICE ECHOING) Twelve hours...
(ALARM RINGING)
(BELCHES)
Lookie there! Dessert!
(GULPS)
(STOMACH GROWLING)
(SAD MUSIC PLAYING)
(WATER BUBBLING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(VIOLIN PLAYING)
(ALARM BUZZING)
(GASPS)
(CHOMPING)
(SCREAMS)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(SQUEAKS)
(SCREECHING)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(COUGHING)
South for the winter.
I knew I forgot something.
MEATHEAD: Psst?
Looking to head south, little man?
'Cause I know a shortcut.
Thank you, Mr. Cat.
You're very helpful.
(SLURPS AND GULPS)
(GIGGLES)
-(WHOOSHING) -Sounds like another food delivery.
Ah.
(SPITS)
Shame on you.
You can only push a duck so far!
(STOMACH GROWLS)
Which way is south?
Thank you very much.
Hi, Tom.
(WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY)
A sleepover?
Sure.
I can leave tomorrow.
And then we could play a game
and watch TV.
Hey!
You don't want to eat me, do you?
Good. You don't want to make me mad.
-(SIZZLING) -So warm and toasty.
But I'm not sleepy.
Wanna play a game?
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Phew! It's hot.
Whoa! Careful.
(SCREAMS)
Hi, Jerry.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Hey! Why did you hit Tom?
(IMITATES CHOMPING)
(IMITATES CLUCKING)
But Tom's my pal.
Wake up.
I know. Let's play tag.
You're it!
(CHUCKLING)
Hey, stop!
It's not safe to run with that.
See?
You're very welcome.
Okay, come on, this way.
This way. Something good. Let's go. Let's go!
RICK: I want an extra-large pizza delivered ASAP.
Every topping you got times three.
The delivery guy can stash it in the usual spot.
Ooh. And no doorbell.
(THUDS)
Still it!
(LAUGHING)
(MAN LAUGHING MANIACALLY ON TV)
I love scary movies, don't you?
(WOMAN SCREAMING ON TV)
Careful.
-(WOMAN SCREAMS LOUDLY ON TV) -(SCREAMS)
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
(WHIMPERING) Is it over?
Yup!
He got away!
Look out!
He's behind you!
(EXCLAIMS)
(QUACKS)
You're trying to eat me?
Jerry was right.
-I thought we were pals. -(TEARS WELLING)
(SHOUTING) I warned you!
-(SCREAMS) -Don't make me mad!
GINGER: Rick, where did you get a pizza?
No food!
RICK: Honey, no!
Oh, boy! Oh, boy!
A triple-everything pizza!
I am not on the menu.
(THUDDING)
(GROWLING)
-(CRASHING AND THUDDING) -(TOM SHRIEKING)
(SPIKE GRUNTS)
That's it! I'm going south!
MEATHEAD: Psst. Heading south, little man?
'Cause I know a shortcut.
(GROWLS)