Finding Meow-Meow

Scene 1: New Parents
[Walt Disney Pictures and Pixar opening credits]

[The camera fades into a shot of a bustling city with cars driving down the road]

CARL: Wow.

CARRY: Um-Hum.

CARL: Wow.

CARRY: Um-Hum.

CARL: Wow.

CARRY: Okay, Carl. We get it.

CARL: Look at all this space. The whole city. You didn't think you were gonna get the whole city, did you? A bunch of cats had their eyes had their eyes on this place. Now we can start thinking about our future. Just think, our young will be off to school learning new things, exploring all the wonders of life.

CARRY: I see. Come here for a second. You know you're going to have to share the space with everyone else right?

CARL: Oh I know that, of course I know that. But I need all this space. I'm going to be a magician and preform for our kids. Watch this. [Carl goes into the box and pokes his head out] Peek-a-boo!

CARRY: Shhh... You're going to wake the kids.

CARL: Oh right. Right.

[''Carl follows Carry into another box. They peek in at a bed of sleeping kittens'']

CARRY: Aren't they cute?

CARL: Are they really all ours? Let's see we'll keep that one, that one, and the rest we can just dump out. [walks away]

CARRY: I want to keep them all.

CARL: Fine. I'll let you keep them all and name them all.

CARRY: Are you serious? I'm so happy! I like Meow-Meow.

CARL: Meow-Meow? Well we'll name one Meow-Meow, but I'd hope you'd save room for Carl Jr.

[''Carry goes inside the box, before settling on the box floor. She turns to find Carl staring at her through the flaps.'']

CARL: Essence.

CARRY: What?

CARL: Remember how we met?

CARRY: Well I try not to.

CARL: Oh come on, You remember. "Excuse me, miss? I think I have something on my face. Could you see what it is? [Carry screeches and giggles as backs away]

CARL: Here's Miss Kelly!

[''Carl pokes out of the box and is startled to noticed some rather unusual activity going on from outside the box. As a matter of fact, there seemed to be little activity at all. The whole neighborhood seemed eerily empty, except for one last raccoon finding shelter in one of the trash cans, as if some strange force was coming after them.'']

CARL: Where did everybody go?

[''Upon turning around, Carl notices a motionless Carry, as well as a hungry wolverine, standing, staring the two cats down. Carl tries to whisper without moving.'']

CARL: Carry, get inside the house. Don't worry about the kids. They'll be fine. Just get inside, you, now!

[Ignoring Carl's order to hide, Carry swims down to the grotto to protect her kittens, as the wolverine charges against her.]

CARL: No! Ow!

[''Carl swims down and attempts to save Carry, but instead collides with the wolverine ― its jaws snap ― he dodges and slams into it again ― the wolverine's tail smacks him hard against the wall. Carl falls limp into the box as the camera quickly fades into darkness.'']

[''The camera fades in on the box flaps, swaying gently with the current. Carl regains consciousness and quickly gets up.'']

CARL: Carry! [looks around frantic for her] Carry? Carry? Carry? Carry?

[''Carl then begins to realize the shocking truth: Carry and their kittens... are gone.'']

CARL: No... no...

[''Carl stumbles aimlessly. All alone. Stunned. When he looks down, and notices a single kitten lying exposed on the ground, quivering. Carl gasps and walks towards the kitty.'']

CARL: There, there. It's okay, Daddy's here. Daddy's got you.

[''Carl gently cradles the kitty in his paws and turns it over. The other side of the kitten is revealed to be scarred, but intact.'']

CARL: I promise, I will never let anything happen to you... Meow-Meow.

[''The camera cuts to a shot of clouds moving in the reflection of building as the opening credits play. Camera dissolves to the bright morning sun with swirling clouds around it as we pull back inside the box home. Title: Finding Meow-Meow.'']

[A little cat named Meow-Meow pops into the frame.]

MEOW-MEOW: First day of school! First day of school! Wake up! Wake up! C'mon, first day of school!

CARL: I don't want to go to school. 5 more minutes.

MEOW-MEOW: Not you, dad. Me! Get up, Get up! School, School, School, School is fun.

[Meow-Meow is so excited he runs across the box, just as Carl slowly begins to wake up to see Meow-Meow running across the box.]

CARL: Alright, Alright. I'm up, I'm up.

[Meow-Meow loses control and tumbles out of the box.]

CARL: Meow-Meow!

[Carl bursts out of the box to find Meow-Meow stuck, face first, in an old vase.]

CARL: Meow-Meow, don't move. I'll get you out of there. Just...

[In an anxious fervor, Carl pops Meow-Meow out of the vase, rushes him back inside, and frantically checks him all over.]

CARL: Now are you alright? Do you feel a break? Are you woozy? Do you feel a concussion? Do you have a fractured skull?

MEOW-MEOW: [calmly] No.

CARL: Okay, you're good. Now off to school today. What's the key thing to remember about the city?

MEOW-MEOW: It's not safe.

CARL: That's my boy.

[they go out of the box and walk out of the alley]

CARL: Now we just gently ease our way out into the streets and make our way.

MEOW-MEOW: Dad, maybe while I'm at school, I'll see a bear!

CARL: I highly doubt that.

MEOW-MEOW: Have you ever met a bear?

CARL: No, and I don't plan to.

CARL: Hmm, I wonder where we're supposed to go.

[The camera cuts to two bratty cat children playing keep-away with a young kitten's ball of string.]

YOUNG KITTEN: Come on, you guys. Stop it. Give it back.

[Carl tentatively weaves through the crowds, still holding tight onto Meow-Meow.]

CARL: Come on, we'll try over there.

CARL: Excuse me, is this where we meet his teacher?

ANTEATER: Yes it is.

BOB: [angry] Samuel! Get out of Mr. Johannsen's yard, now!

[''Nearby, a trio of children, consisting of the robin Samuel, the lizard Todd, and the possum Pearl, laugh as they jump up and down on the sand. They scream in surprise as Mr. Johannsen, a giant crocodile with poor eye sight, bursts from under the sand. The trio then hides behind Mr. Johannsen's blind side as he searches in vain.'']

MR. JOHANNSEN: All right, you kids! Where'd you go? Where'd you go? Where'd you go?

MEOW-MEOW: [whispers excitedly to Carl] Dad, can I go play too? Can I?

CARL: I would feel better if you played on the trash bags.

[''Cut to a shot of the trash bags, where baby kittens bounce with their mothers close by. One falls over, wails loudly. Meow-Meow looks at his dad: "You've got to be kidding."'']

CARL: [continued] That's where I would play.

[Todd, Samuel, and Pearl crowd around Meow-Meow.]

PEARL: What's wrong with his paw?

TODD: He looks funny!

[Not Todd, but Samuel is smacked by his father.]

SAMUEL: Ow! Hey! Whaddido? Whaddido?

BOB: Be nice. It's his first time at school.

CARL: He was born with it, kids... we call it his lucky paw.

MEOW-MEOW: Dad...

PEARL: See my tail? It's actually shorter than most possums.

SAMUEL: I'm flight challenged. [flies backward and hits a wall] Oof!

TODD: I'm obnoxious.

[Distant singing stops the kids, who wheel around to see a caterpillar sailing into the schoolyard.]

MR. CRAWLY: Oh! Let's name the zones, the zones? The zones! Let's name the zones of the open city!

KIDS: Mr. Crawly!

SAMUEL: Come on, Meow-Meow.

[As the trio heads off, Carl holds Meow-Meow back.]

CARL: Whoa. You better stay with me.

[Not just Pearl, Samuel, and Todd, but the other kids excluding Meow-Meow rush over to Mr. Crawly.]

[Mr. Crawly then lands right on top of the waiting children.]

MR. CRAWLY: [mock concern] Huh. I wonder where my class has gone.

[Mr. Crawly then slightly lifts one of his wings to reveal the children.]

KIDS: We're under here! We're under here!

MR. CRAWLY: Oh, there you are! Climb aboard, explorers!

[Mr. Crawly drops one of his wings to allow the children to board him.]

MR. CRAWLY: [sings] Oh, knowledge exploring is oh so lyrical, when you think thoughts that are empirical.

[Meow-Meow is the last to board Mr. Crawly, with Carl nearby.]

MEOW-MEOW: [to Carl] Dad, you can go now ―

MR. CRAWLY: Well, hello. Who is this?

MEOW-MEOW: I'm Meow-Meow.

MR. CRAWLY: Well, welcome aboard, explorer!

CARL: [aside to Mr. Crawly] Just so you know, he's got a little paw. I find if he's having trouble swimming, let him take a break. Ten, fifteen minutes ―

MEOW-MEOW: [from the back] Dad, it's time for you to go now.

MR. CRAWLY: Don't worry, we're going to stay together as a group.

[Mr. Crawly begins to sail out of the schoolyard, with all of the children boarding him.]

MR. CRAWLY: Okay, class, jittery ones up front and remember: we keep our pawticitis to ourselves. That means you, Ginny.

GINNY: Aw, man!

[As Mr. Crawly continues singing as he is sailing out of the school yard with the class, Carl trails behind.]

CARL: Bye, Meow-Meow!

MEOW-MEOW: Bye, Dad!

CARL: Bye, son!

[Carl then anxiously watches Mr. Crawly and the class disappear into the city.]

CARL: [under breath] Be safe.

[The fathers then gather around Carl, who tries to feign an air of indifference.]

BOB: Hey, you're doin' pretty well for a first-timer.

CARL: Well, you can't hold onto them forever, can you?

ANTEATER: I had a tough time when my oldest went out on the Drop-off.

CARL: They just got to grow up sometime ― the Drop-off??? They're going to the Drop-off?! What are you, insane?! Why don't we fry them up now and serve them with chips?!

BOB: Hey, Carly, calm down!

CARL: Don't tell me to be calm, ratboy!

[''Carl frantically runs after the class. The other fathers just stand there, stunned.'']

BOB: Ratboy?

ANTEATER: You know he really isn't that funny.

TED: [shakes head] Pity.

[As Mr. Crawler glides through the street, Meow-Meow and the class take in all the wondrous sights.]

MR. RAY: [singing] Oh, let's name the species, the species, the species. Let's name the species that live in the sea. There’s porifera, coelenterata, hydrozoa, scyphozoa, anthozoa, ctenophora, bryozoas, three! Gastropoda, arthropoda, echinoderma, and some fish like you and me. Come on, sing with me. Oh...

MEOW-MEOW: [in awe] Cool...

MR. Crawly: Just the girls this time. [continues singing] Oh, seaweed is cool. Seaweed is fun. It makes it's food with the rays of the sun...

[Mr. Crawly settles down near an alley way]

MR. CRAWLY: Okay, the Drop-off. Alright, kids, feel free to explore but stay close ― [gasps] Stromalitic cyanobacteria! Gather!

[The class gathers around Mr. Crawly as he scrutinizes a tiny floating particle.]

MR. CRAWLY: An entire ecosystem contained in one infinitesimal speck! There are as many protein pairs contained in this one bacteria as all the grains of sand in the entire ocean.

[Todd privately nudges Pearl and Samuel.]

TODD: Come on, let's go.

MR. CRAWLY: Come on, sing with me! [sings] There's porifera, coelentera, hydrozoa, scyphozoa, anthozoa, ctenophora, bryozoas, three. Mollusca and gastropoda, arthropoda...

[''Meow-Meow catches sight of Todd, Pearl, and Samuel sneaking away. Curious, he follows after them through the alleys, out the other side.'']

MEOW-MEOW: Hey guys, wait up!

[''Meow-Meow stops at the edge of the Drop-off. The curb falls sharply into the open road of the deep: an empty ominous foggy void. Anything could be out there. All four kids are riveted on the murky depths.'']

MEOW-MEOW: [continued] Cool...

TODD: Saved your life!

[''Todd pushes Pearl out, then pulls her right out. She screams'']

[As Todd and Samuel begin laughing, Meow-Meow notices something.]

MEOW-MEOW: What's that?

[Pearl, Samuel, and Todd then gaze at a red sports car, It sits parked on the side.]

[Samuel surprises the others by suddenly leaping out into the open street.]

SAMUEL: Oh, look at me, I'm going to go touch it!

[''He sneezes, and is propelled further out into the deep. He races back to the edge, as the others laugh.'']

SAMUEL: Oh yeah? Well, let's see you get closer.

PEARL: Okay. [walks out just a touch farther than Samuel] Beat that!

[''Todd takes the dare even farther. All three look back at Meow-Meow.'']

TODD: Come on, Meow-Meow! How far can you go?

MEOW-MEOW: Oh, um... my dad says it's not safe.

Meow-Meow, no!

-Dad?

-(GRUNTS)

You were about to walk

into the open street!

No, I wasn't gonna go.

It was just a good thing I was here.

If I haven't shown up, I don't know...

-Sir, he wasn't gonna go!

-Yeah, he was too afraid!

-No, I wasn't!

-This does not concern you, kids.

And you're lucky I don't tell your parents

you were out there.

You know you can't walk well!

I can walk fine, Dad, okay?

No, it's not okay.

You shouldn't be anywhere near here.

Okay, I was right. You know what?

You'll start school in a year or two.

No, Dad! Just because

you're scared of the city...

Clearly, you're not ready and you're not

coming back until you are.

You think you could do these things,

but you just can't, Meow-Meow!

You are so weird.

(SINGING) There's...

Nothing to see. Come on, kids.

Gather, uh, over there.

Excuse me, is there anything I do?

I am a scientist.

Uh, is there any problem?

CARL: You know, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt things. He isn't a good walker... and I just think it's a little too soon for him to be out here unsupervised.

[While they talk, Meow-Meow looks out to the car, before glaring at his father, as if he is planning on doing something.]

MR. CRAWLY: Well, I can assure you he's quite safe with me.

CARL: Look, I'm sure he is. But you have a large class and he can get lost, you know, from sight if you're not looking. I'm not saying you're not looking ― You're looking...

[Katie, a gawky little girl animal in the class, points out to the deep.]

KATIE: Oh, my gosh! Meow-Meow's running out into the street!

[''Everyone turns to see Meow-Meow walking out toward the car, already half-way out to it. He zigzags with slow determined strokes.'']

CARL: Meow-Meow! What do you think you're doing?

[Carl rushes to the edge, but is too afraid to go further.]

CARL: You're gonna get stuck out there, and I'm gonna have to get you before another animal does!

[Meow-Meow ignores him, with his eyes locked on the car.]

CARL: Get back here! I said get back here, now! Stop!

[Meow-Meow stops beside the car and stares back at Carl.]

CARL: You take one more move, mister...

[Meow-Meow holds out his paw.]

CARL: D-don't you dare ― If you put one paw on that car... are you listening to me? DON'T ― TOUCH ― THE ― CA ―

[Meow-Meow defiantly slaps the side of the car.]

CARL: Meow-Meow!

TODD: [whispers] He touched it.

[Meow-Meow begins his long walk back to the Drop-off.]

CARL: You just paddle your little tail back here, Meow-Meow. That's right. You are in big trouble, young man. Do you hear me? Big...

[''While heading back to the Drop-off, Meow-Meow rolls his eyes at Carl, when a hand slowly rises up from behind him. Everyone sees it ― except Meow-Meow. Carl opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. Pearl shrieks. Meow-Meow finally looks back up to see the hand. He screams in terror.'']

MEOW-MEOW: Daddy!!! Help me!!!

CARL: I'm coming, Meow-Meow!

[''Carl breaks from the safety of the curb when another human rises up, blocking him from Meow-Meow. Mr. Crawly scoops up the class, hiding them under his belly, and heads to the bottom of the alley.'']

MR. CRAWLY: Get under me, kids!

[Meow-Meow runs for his life, but a small handbag snares him and yanks him away.]

MEOW-MEOW: No, no! Dad!!! Daddy!!!

[''The other person looms over Carl... a bright flash. The person has taken a picture. Carl is temporarily blinded.'']

CARL: No! Meow-Meow!

[''Carl's blurred image of the people walking back to the car slowly comes into focus. He lands into a wall, and struggles to catch up to them.'']

CARL: [hysterical] Meow-Meow, no! Meow-Meow! Meow-Meow!!! No! No!

[''But Carl is too far away, and is forced to watch the people get into the car with his son. The engine starts up. The exhaust pipe shoots smoke out of it, making Carl cough. By the time the smoke clears the car is gone. Carl follows it, but there is no way he'll ever catch up.'']

CARL: Exhaust! Meow-Meow!!! Meow-Meow!!!

[In the car, Meow-Meow peeks out from the handbag.]

[''The woman flicks the sunglasses off her face and they fling all the way into an alley. Meanwhile, Carl continues to follow the car until finally it disappears from view. He runs back and forth, frantic, trying to find the trail again.'']

CARL: Oh, no... no. No, it's gone, It's gone ― No, it can't be gone! No, no!

[Carl takes a deep breath, looking around.]

CARL: Meow-Meow!!! Meow-Meow!!! Meow-Meow!!! No, no!

[Carl runs across the street.]

CARL: Meow-Meow! Meow-Meow! No! No, please, no! No, no!

[Carl runs around the other animals.]

CARL: Has anybody seen a car? Please, a red car.

[While trying to talk to other animals for help, Carl is shoved out of the way by a larger cat.]

CARL: They took my son! My son! Help me. Please!

CATTELLA: Look out!

[''An oncoming yellow cat named Cattella slams into Carl as they both scream. He's knocked against a rock, and falls into the sand, dazed.'']

CATTELLA: Ow, ow... Oh, oh! Sorry! I didn't see you! [walks down to Carl] Sir, are you okay?

CARL: He's gone... he's gone... no, he's gone...

CATTELLA: There, there. It's alright.

CARL: He's gone...

CATTELLA: It'll be okay.

CARL: No, no, no... they took him away. I've got ― I have to find the car. [gets up and begins to run away]

CATTELLA: [perky] A car? Hey, I've seen a car!

[Having been alerted by what Cattella just said, Carl turns back to Cattella.]

CARL: You have?

CATTELLA: Uh-huh. And it passed by not too long ago.

CARL: A red one?

CATTELLA: [puts out a paw] Hi. I'm Cattella.

CARL: Where? Which way?

CATTELLA: Oh, oh! Oh! It went, um... this way! It went this way! Follow me!

[Cattella leads Carl across the street.]

CARL: Thank you. Thank you, thank you so much!

CATTELLA: No problem.

[Carl turns to go when he finds himself face to face with a great grizzly bear.]

IVAN: Hello.

[Carl doesn't dare move.]

CATTELLA: [cheery] Well, hi!

IVAN: Name's Ivan.

[''The bear juts out a paw. Carl stays frozen.'']

IVAN: S'alright. I understand. Why trust a bear, right?

[''Ivan chomps for effect. Carl leaps behind Cattella. Ivan laughs hard.'']

IVAN: [studies both cats] So... what's a couple of bites like you doin' out so late, eh?

CARL: [from behind Cattella] Nothing, we're not doing anything, we're not even out.

IVAN: Great. Then how'd you morsels like to come to a little ― a little get-together I'm having?

CATTELLA: You mean like a party?

IVAN: Yeah... Yeah, right a party! [chuckles] Waddya say?

CATTELLA: [elbows Carl] Ooh, I love parties! That like sounds fun!

CARL: Y'know parties are fun, and it's tempting, but we can't because ―

[Ivan puts a big paw around each cat, trapping them.]

IVAN: Aw, come on. I insist.

CARL: O-okay, that's all that matters.

[Ivan leads them up and over a rocky hill with a crashed helicopter surrounded by explosives, making it look like an graveyard.]

CATTELLA: Hey, look! Balloons! It is a party!

IVAN: [laugh] Mind your distance, though. Those "balloons" can be a bit dodgy. You wouldn't want one of them to pop.

[''Ivan weaves through the minefield. From out the eerie darkness, the haunted wreck of the helicopter slowly takes shape. Ivan walks toward a massive hole in the copter's hull that looks into the mess hall.'']

IVAN: [calls out] Chilly! Gritts!

[''Carl cringes in horror as he spots a polar bear and a black shark, walking anxiously in figure eights inside the wreck. They look out the hole.'']

CHILLY: There you are, Ivan! Finally!

IVAN: We got company!

CHILLY: Well, it's about time, mate.

GRITTS: We've already gone through all the snacks and I'm still starvin'!

CHILLY: We almost had to have a feeding frenzy.

GRITTS: C'mon, let's get this over with.

[''Ivan pushes Carl and Cattella down into the sub, towards the snapping jaws of the other bears. Carl covers his eyes. He didn't want to go like this.'']

[''In the mess hall, a bear paw strikes a bell, causing it to ring. Carl uncovers one eye. Ivan hovers over a sink, which acts as a make-shift podium. It truly is a meeting.'']

IVAN: Right, then. The meeting has officially come to order. Let us all say the pledge.

[Ivan, Chilly, Gritts, and, surprisingly, Cattella all lift their right fins.]

IVAN/CHILLY/GRITTS: [in unison] I am a nice bear, not a mindless eating machine. If I am to change this image, I must first change myself.

IVAN: Right then. Today's meeting is "Step Five: Bring an Animal Friend." Now, do you all have your friends?

CHILLY: Got mine.

[Chilly rises to reveal a quivering little green hamster (Blenny) floating under him.]

CATTELLA: [waves] Hey there!

IVAN: How 'bout you, Gritts?

GRITTS: Oh... well... I, um... seem to have misplaced my... uh... friend.

IVAN: S'alright, Gritts.

[''Carl sees Blenny make break for it. walks out of the sub unnoticed.'']

IVAN: [continued] I had a feeling this would be a difficult step, you can help yourself to one of my friends.

[Carl is about to run out of the helicopter when Gritts grabs him.]

GRITTS: Thanks, mate. [hugs Carl tight] A little chum for Gritts, eh?

[Carl grunts.]

IVAN: I'll start the testimonies. Hello, my name is Ivan.

CHILLY/GRITTS: Hello, Ivan...

IVAN: It has been three weeks since my last fish, on my honor, or may I be chopped up and made into soup. Preditor and prey deserve to live in harmony.

[Chilly and Gritts clap.]

GRITTS: You're an inspiration to all of us!

CHILLY: Amen!

[Carl grunts.]

IVAN: Right then. Who's next?

CATTELLA: [raises paw] Oh, oh, oh! Pick me! Pick me! Pick me! Pick me!

IVAN: Yes, the little teensy one.

CATTELLA: Ooh, hooray!

IVAN: Come on up here.

[As Ivan makes his way toward Chilly and Gritts, Cattella swims up to the podium.]

CATTELLA: Hi. I'm Cattella.

IVAN/CHILLY/GRITTS: Hello, Cattella...

CATTELLA: And, uh, well... I don't think I've ever eaten a fish.

[Applause.]

GRITTS: Perfecto!

CATTELLA: Phew, I'm glad I got that off my chest.

IVAN: Alright, anyone else? [notices Carl] Hello, how 'bout you, mate? What's your problem?

CARL: Me? I don't have a problem.

IVAN: Oh, okay.

IVAN/CHILLY/GRITTS: [to each other] Denial.

[Ivan swats Carl to the podium.]

IVAN: Just start with your name.

CARL: [nervous] Okay... uh, hello. My name is Carl. I'm a cat.

[''Carl goes still and stares at a hole in the roof. Hanging from some bent metal is the sunglasses. The image of the person, raising his handbag to catch Meow-Meow is shown, who is calling out his father for help..'']

MEOW-MEOW: [shouts] Daddy!

CARL: [under his breath] Meow-Meow...

[Fixated on the glasses, Carl swims past the bears, and begins making his way toward the hole in the roof.]

GRITTS: Meow-Meow! [laughs] Meow-Meow! [straight] I don't get it.

CARL: No, no, no. He's my son... He was taken by... by these pet people, these poachers.

[Carl continues to make his way toward the hole in the roof.]

CATTELLA: [gasp] Oh my, you poor cat.

[Cattella begins following Carl to the hole in the roof.]

GRITTS: Humans. Think they own everything.

CHILLY: Probably American.

IVAN: [moved] Now there is a father. Lookin' for his little boy...

[''Outside the hole, Carl inspects the mask, with Cattella nearby. He notices writing on the strap.'']

CARL: Oh, what do these markings mean? Look, I'm sorry, but we should really be going.

[Carl accidently knocks the propeller toward one of the bombs on the way out]

IVAN: Run Away! Run Away!

CATTELLA: Aw, is the party over?

[The propeller tip touchs the bomb making it go off. ''After some time, Meow-Meow is tossed into a daycamp room. He lands in plant life. Peeks out, frightened.'']

MEOW-MEOW: Dad??? Daddy?

[''Slowly, he backs out of the plants, scanning, wide-eyed... he runs, but hits a glass wall. Another direction, same result. Turns again - bam! It is revealed that Meow-Meow has been dropped into a fancy room with a glass window, imbedded in the wall of the dentist's office, viewable from both the waiting room and the examining room. Each side is decorated with a different theme: "Polynesian Island" on one side (complete with a working volcano), and "Pirate Shipwreck" on the other.'']

[''Meow-Meow looks out the window at magazines on a table, a woman behind a service window, a toy chest, and a Luxo ball: it's a dentist's waiting room. "The Girl from Impanema" plays over tiny speakers.'']

Dr. ANNA TWOMBLY: Barbara, prep for his anterior crown, would ya please, and, uh, I'm going to need a few cotton rolls.

BARBARA: Okay.

[''Meow-Meow moves cautiously through the dense plastic brush towards the voices. He stares out at the glass in wonder at a patient seated in a dentist's chair when the dentist's face leans down, right in front of him.'']

DR. ANNA TWOMBLY: Hello, little fella!

MEOW-MEOW: Ah!

[Spooked, Meow-Meow hides inside a fake plastic barrel.]

Dr. ANNA TWOMBLY: [to patient] Beauty, isn't he? I found that guy struggling for life out in the streets and I saved him... so, that novocaine kicked in yet?

PATIENT: Ifhwinksho. [TRANSLATION: I think so.]

[''Meow-Meow backs away from the dentist, only for him to bump into a fake treasure chest. He gasps as the lid opens and bubbles bring forth. Out of the dark interior of a plastic pirate shipwreck, a blue mongoose named Sunil Nevla seemingly charges at Meow-Meow.'']

SUNIL NEVLA: Bubbles!

MEOW-MEOW: Ah!

SUNIL NEVLA: Bubbles! The big bubbles! The little bubbles! My bubbles, all the bubbles!

[The spastic mongoose grabs at the bubbles, slams the lid shut, and lays on the chest to keep it closed.]

SUNIL NEVLA: [protective] My bubbles.

[''On the nearby glass, a pink spider-monkey named Minka Mark unsticks above Meow-Meow. One of her arms flops on his head.'']

MINKA MARK: He likes bubbles.

[''Meow-Meow shrieks, and hides in a fake giant fire hydrant. From Meow-Meow's perspective, shadowy animals emerge from their cover and approach the hydrant. Hushes. Eerie whispers. Meow-Meow shrinks farther into the hydrant, as a pair of eye stalks lower next to him and blink.'']

PENNY LING: Ni-Hoa!

[''Meow-Meow screams, bolts out of the hydrant and into the paws of a hedgehog named Russell Ferguson. A skunk named Pepper Clark, a gecko named Vinnie Terrio, and Sunil float around him.'']

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Slow down, little fella. [laughs] There's nothing to worry about.

PEPPER CLARK: Oh, he's scared to death.

MEOW-MEOW: I want to go home. Do you know where my dad is?

MINKA MARK: [on the glass] Honey, your dad's probably back in the alleyway.

MEOW-MEOW: I hope so.

PEPPER CLARK: So, Meow-Meow, wanna hear a joke?

MEOW-MEOW: Why?

PEPPER CLARK: Uh, 'cuz that's what I do - I tell jokes!

MEOW-MEOW: Why?

PEPPER CLARK: Eh, don't worry about it. Why did the chicken cross the playground?

MEOW-MEOW: Why?

PEPPER CLARK: To get to the other slide! [Laughing] It's like side, but it- it's... playground...

MINKA MARK: [muffled] We got a live one!

[The pet shop pets looks up to Minka stuck high on the glass.]

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Can't hear ya, Minka.

MINKA MARK: [unsticks] I said we got a live one!

[''Excited, the pets ditch Meow-Meow, and run up to the window. They look on with keen interest as the dentist begins to work on the patient.'']

VINNIE TERRIO: Yes!

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!

PEPPER CLARK: What do we got?

MINKA MARK: Root canal, and by the looks of those x-rays, it's not going to be pretty.

VINNIE TERRIO: It doesn’t look pretty, about a full house.

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Actually, I think it’s called a Root Canal. You know, a treatment sequence for the infected pulp of a tooth which is intended to result in the elimination of infection and the protection of the decontaminated tooth from future microbial invasion.

VINNIE TERRIO: No, if you do it, it’s called a Full House.

RUSSELL FERGUSON: It's a Root Canal!

VINNIE TERRIO: Full House!

RUSSELL FERUGUSON: Root Canal!

VINNIE TERRIO: Full House! It’s called a full house!!

[Russell Inflates]

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Oomp. There I go. A little help, over here.

PEPPER CLARK: [sighs] I'll go deflate him.

[''She walks after Russell. He deflates, with a small wave slightly pushing the plastic plant life like wind.'']

DR. ANNA TWOMBLY: Alright, you can go ahead and rinse.

[The fish watch the patient rinse into the spit tank.]

VINNIE TERRIO: Oh, the human mouth is a disgusting place!

[''Without warning, the pelican Nigel bounces off the window by the tank. The pets don't react. Keep their eyes on the dentist. Nigel thrusts his head into the room, out of breath.'']

MINKA MARK: Hey Nigel.

NIGEL: What did I miss? Am I late?

MINKA MARK: Root canal, and it's a doozy.

NIGEL: Root canal, huh? What did he use to open?

MINKA MARK: Gator-Glidden drill.

NIGEL: He's been favoring that one. Hope he doesn't get surplus sealer at the secondary portal terminus... [spots Meow-Meow] Hello. Who's this?

PEPPER CLARK: New guy. [chuckles]

VINNIE TERRIO: The dentist took him off the reef.

NIGEL: An outie? From my neck of the woods, eh? Sorry if I ever took a snap at ya! Fish got to swim, birds got to eat!

DR. ANNA TWOMBLY: Hey!

[The dentist is heading for the window, waving the bird way.]

DR. ANNA TWOMBLY: No, no, no, no! Those aren't your fish. They're my fish. Come on! Go. Go on. Shoo! Shoo!

[''Nigel takes off, knocking over a framed photo. The dentist picks up the frame, only to see that the glass on the frame has cracked.'']

DR. ANNA TWOMBLY: Aw, the picture broke. [shows the patient] This here's Alice. She's my niece. 'going to be eight next week. [shows Meow-Meow in the window] Hey, little fellah, say hello to your new mummy. She's going to be here Friday to pick you up. You're her present. Oh, shhshhshh! It's our little secret!

[The dentist places the picture on the counter by the tank, and heads for the bathroom.]

DR. ANNA TWOMBLY: Well, Mr. Tucker, while that sets up I'm going to go see a man about a wallaby.

[The pets look over to the picture.]

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Oh, Alice.

MEOW-MEOW: What? What's wrong with her?

VINNIE TERRIO: She wouldn't stop shaking the bag.

[''Close up on the frame, which is of Alice, a cute little girl with blonde hair. She smiles through her bracers, holding a plastic bag with a goldfish. The goldfish is belly-up. DEAD.'']

SUNIL NEVLA: Poor Chuckles.

PEPPER CLARK: [bursts into tears] He was her present last year!

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Hitched a ride on the porcelain express.

[''We hear a flush. The fish look across to the dentist emerging from the bathroom, revealing the toilet.'']

MINKA MARK: She's a fish killer!

[Meow-Meow begins to panic, running out of control.]

MEOW-MEOW: I can't go with that girl, I have to get back to my dad!

[''He passes too close to the filter, and is sucked into the end of the intake tube. Plugs it up.'']

MEOW-MEOW: [grunts] Daddy!!! Help me!!!

PET SHOP PETS: Oh, no...He's stuck...Oh, boy...

[The pets rush to get him out...]

ZOE TRENT: Nobody touch him.

[''...but instantly freeze on command. From behind a plastic tree, a purple and lilac Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Zoe Trent, glides into view. The majestic dog walks poshly toward them. A commanding presence. She stares intensely at Meow-Meow.'']

ZOE TRENT: [quiet] Nobody touch him.

[''Calmly, Zoe approaches the filter and stares Meow-Meow down, considering his situation. Her intentions unreadable.'']

MEOW-MEOW: [struggles; small voice] Can you help me?

ZOE TRENT: No. You got yourself in there, you can get yourself out.

PEPPER CLARK: But, Zoe ―

ZOE TRENT: [sharp] I just wanna see him do it, okay? [to Meow-Meow] Calm down. Now, alternate wiggling your paws and your tail.

MEOW-MEOW: [panicked] I-I can't. I have a bad paw.

ZOE TRENT: Never stopped me.

[''Zoe turns to reveal her cut paw. Meow-Meow gasps at the sight of it.'']

MEOW-MEOW: Just think about what you need to do.

[''This time Meow-Meow concentrates, and tries again. All of the pets look on with rapt attention. Can he do it? Meow-Meow struggles, winces... and surprises himself by popping free from the tube.'']

ZOE TRENT: Perfect.

PET SHOP PETS: Yay! He's out...He made it...alright!

[Minka notices Zoe studying the filter.]

MINKA MARK: [chuckles] Uh-Oh, I've seen that look before. What are you thinkin' about?

ZOE TRENT: I'm thinkin'... tonight, we give the kid a proper reception.

[The exuberant animals surround Meow-Meow.]

RUSSELL FERGUSON: So kid, you got a name or what?

MEOW-MEOW: Meow-Meow. I'm Meow-Meow.

PET SHOP PETS: HELLO MEOW-MEOW!

ZOE TRENT: Well, now we know your name, but you don't know ours. Let me introduce you to everyone with a little number I like to call, um... Oh! It's "Let Me Introduce You to Everyone".

[Minka turns on a boom box and Zoe starts to sing]


 * [Zoe]
 * I'm gonna tell you 'bout a few things
 * So just watch me go, steal the show, sit on back and try to follow
 * My name is Zoe Trent
 * And to the full extent
 * I'm the big star here, I sing the songs and represent


 * ZOE TRENT: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea-a-ah...
 * PEPPER CLARK: Uh, hi! Uh, I'm Pepper Clark. Actually, I'm a little of a star, too, yeah. Uh... actually, uh, a bit more of a comedienne!


 * [Zoe]
 * Pepper here is my good friend
 * Ask her any knock-knock jokes 'cause she's kind of a comedienne
 * And when she's happy, yeah, you can tell
 * Just stick your nose up and give the room a quick smell


 * VINNIE TERRIO: Uh, I think I just smell me.
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: (unintelligible)
 * MINKA MARK: Eeeww!
 * PENNY LING: Oopsie.
 * PEPPER CLARK: Uh, standing right here!


 * [Zoe]
 * Yeah, that's Vinnie Terrio on the floor
 * I'd like to say he's done, but I'm sure he's gonna get back up and dance some more
 * But don't you worry
 * He's got a heart of gold
 * Not very bright, but he's one of us!


 * [All]
 * We're the Littlest (ZOE TRENT: littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * Yeah, the Littlest (ZOE TRENT: littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * We're the Littlest (ZOE TRENT: littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * Yeah, the littlest (ZOE TRENT: littlest) Littlest Pet Shop Pets


 * [Zoe]
 * Minka Mark is a monkey artist
 * Talks a mile a minute, so don't let her get started
 * She's gonna paint this
 * She's gonna paint that
 * Okay, she's disappeared, does anyone here know where she's at?


 * MINKA MARK: Ooh! Shiny necklace! Can I have it? Can I? Can I? CAN I?
 * MEOW-MEOW: Um...
 * SUNIL NEVLA: AHEM! A-HA! (cough) Oh, dear. (cough) Not again. OH!


 * [Zoe]
 * This is Sunil Nevla, he's a mongoose
 * He's sort of a magician, but his magic is a bit loose
 * Sure, he's a little glum
 * And likes to make a fuss
 * But we don't mind at all because he's one of us!


 * [Choir]
 * We're the Littlest (ZOE TRENT: littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * Yeah, the Littlest (ZOE TRENT: littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * We're the Littlest (VINNIE TERRIO: Littlest!) Pet Shop pets
 * Yeah, the littlest (VINNIE TERRIO: Littlest!) Littlest Pet Shop Pets


 * PENNY LING: Ah! Vinnie!
 * VINNIE TERRIO: Oops! Sorry, Penny Ling!
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: Um, Zoe? Maybe the song should end soon. We seem to be making quite a mess here.


 * [Zoe]
 * This is Russell, Russell Ferguson
 * He's a little uptight and wants to get the song done
 * Penny Ling, are you okay?
 * I think that's everybody, so what do you say?


 * [Choir]
 * We're the Littlest (littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * Yeah, the Littlest (littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * We're the Littlest (littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * Yeah, the littlest (littlest) Pet Shop Pets


 * We're the Littlest (littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * Yeah, the Littlest (littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * We're the Littlest (littlest) Pet Shop pets
 * Yeah, the littlest (littlest) Littlest Pet Shop Pets.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why?
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: Why what?
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why did you sing that?
 * RUSSELL FURGUSON: To introduce ourselves.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why?
 * [Russell stares]
 * VINNIE TERRIO: Oh, hey, Meow-Meow. I'll bet you're just itchin' to see how I polish my dance moves to perfection. Ohhh! [Thud]
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why?
 * Vinnie: Uh, well, because that's what I'd like to know if I were you.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why?
 * VINNIE TERRIO: Gosh... well... that's a good question!
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why?
 * VINNIE TERRIO: Uhh... You know, now that you ask, I-I haven't got a clue!
 * Meow-Meow: Why? Why? Why? [Echoing]
 * VINNIE TERRIO: Aah! Aah! This is all too much for me! Oh, where the heck is Blythe?! She'd know how to handle this kitty!
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: Blythe, of course! We need to get Blythe to help us answer Meow-Meow's constant questions! Has anyone seen her today?
 * PETS: [Talking at once] MINKA MARK: Hey, the dumbwaiter is stuck up at Blythe's apartment!
 * PETS: Blyyyyythe!
 * SUNIL NEVLA: This is very weird.
 * PEPPER CLARK: I'll say. We haven't seen Blythe all day.
 * PENNY LING: No day is complete without Blythe.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why? [Meowing]
 * PENNY LING: Well, Meow-Meow, Blythe is the only person who can talk with and understand us pets.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why?
 * PENNY LING: [Laugh] Oh, well, that's easy - Blythe can understand us because... because... Huh, I'm not sure.
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: Hmm... Well...
 * ZOE TRENT: It probably has something to do with the sheer size of Blythe's head.
 * SUNIL NEVLA: Oh yes, she does have a generously sized cranial structure.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why?
 * PETS: [Sound like "I don't know"]
 * VINNIE TERRIO: Hey, I might not be the smartest guy... That's all I wanted to say.
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: Meow-Meow, you asked a very important question. Why can Blythe talk with and understand pets? [Russell then realizes that Meow-Meow is no longer there] Meow-Meow? Where'd he go?
 * VINNIE TERRIO: Where is that fuzzy little question machine? Yo, Meow-Meow, come out, come out, wherever you are!
 * [Vinnie looks inside a tube which spills Kibble]
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: He's tiny, so he couldn't have gone far.
 * MINKA MARK: Wrooong! Look!
 * PETS: [Gasp]
 * MEOW-MEOW: [Meowing]
 * PENNY LING: [Gasp] Oh, no! Meow-Meow must be trying to get to Blythe's room to ask her why she can speak to pets!
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: We have to get her down from there before Blythe unknowingly uses the dumbwaiter!
 * PENNY LING: We'll get you down, Meow-Meow! Just hold on!
 * MEOW-MEOW: [Meow]
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: All right, everyone, let's all try shouting up to alert Blythe.
 * PETS: Blyyyyyyythe!
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: Hmm. Not like Blythe to ignore us.
 * SUNIL NEVLA: She must be really busy with homework or something that's engaging all of her mental power.
 * [Blythe is listening to "Dim All the Lights" by Donna Summer while she's fixing her room] [Crash]
 * MINKA MARK: [Gasp] I know! I know! I can climb up there and rescue the little guy! After all, swinging from a rope takes up a good chunk of my day. RUSSELL FERGUSON: While that's true, Minka, it could be a little tricky with Meow-Meow dangling on the rope like-
 * MINKA MARK: [ignoring him] I'll be right back with Meow-Meow! Hi, there, here's the drill - you gotta let go and hang on to me, kid.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why?
 * MINKA MARK: I can safely take you back down because I'm a monkey, and monkeys hardly ever slip or fall.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Why?
 * MINKA MARK: Well, it's all because- Aaahhh! Uh oh! Aah! Meow-Meow, it might've been a very bad idea for me to come up here inside this closed, very narrow... eh! Bye! [Zip!] Minka: Aaaaah! Space monkey, space monkey, space monkey!\
 * MEOW-MEOW: [Meowing]
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: Don't worry, Meow-Meow, we'll get you down from there!
 * VINNIE TERRIO: Oh, we gotta reach Meow-Meow another way! Come on!
 * Vinnie & Sunil: [Inhale] [Hut-hutting]
 * Vinnie & Sunil: [Exhausted hut-hutting] Minka: Space monkey, space monkey, space monkey!  Meow-Meow: [Meow]  Russell: Meow-Meow, you've got to keep holding on!  Penny Ling: We'll get you down somehow!
 * Blythe: Is someone in there?
 * Pets: [Chatter]
 * Blythe: Pets?
 * Russell: Blythe, you've got to help him!
 * Blythe: Help who?
 * Russell, Zoe, Pepper, & Penny Ling: Meow-Meow!
 * Blythe: Meow-Meow?
 * Meow-Meow: [Meowing]
 * Blythe: [Gasp] That's coming from under the dumbwaiter car! Oh no, there's a kitty stuck in the dumbwaiter shaft! [Thud]
 * Blythe: Meow-Meow, my name is Blythe! I'm going to help you!
 * Meow-Meow: Why?
 * Blythe: Because I don't want you to get hurt!
 * [Rope pulling]
 * Pets: [Gasp]
 * Meow-Meow: [Meow]
 * Blythe: Now I see you! Easy there- gotcha!
 * Pets: [Cheering]
 * Blythe: Welcome to my room. I redecorated it today.
 * Meow-Meow: Why?
 * Blythe: 'Cause I thought I should, but now I realize I shouldn't have.
 * Meow-Meow: Why?
 * Blythe: Um, I'll explain later. Right now, I've got to get you back to the day camp.
 * Blythe: Sorry I couldn't have spent more time with you today, Meow-Meow, I work here. I have the uncanny ability to speak to and understand animals. but I got all caught up in remodeling my room.
 * Meow-Meow: Why?
 * Blythe: Well, I thought I was ready for a change, but it turns out I'm not. Not yet anyway.
 * Meow-Meow: Why?
 * Blythe: You sure are an inquisitive little fellow, aren't you? [Laugh]
 * Pets: [Cheering]
 * Russell: Thank goodness you're okay, Meow-Meow! That was very unsafe.
 * Vinnie: Blythe, now that Meow-Meow's safe and you're here, there's a few things we want to know.
 * Blythe: What?
 * Vinnie: Why can you understand pets?
 * Sunil: Why can you speak our language?
 * Pepper: Why is it no other humans can?
 * Zoe: Why?
 * Russell: Why?
 * Penny Ling: Why?
 * Minka: Why?
 * Pets: WHY?!
 * Meow-Meow: Wow, you pets sure ask a lot of questions.
 * Pets: Huh?
 * [Cut to morning. Carl, asleep, lies inside the helicopter's cock pit, his face squashed against the glass. Cattella lies next to him, snoring loudly.]
 * CARL: [mumbles] Meow-Meow...Meow-Meow...Meow-Meow...
 * CATTELLA: [in her sleep] You going to eat that?...
 * [Slowly, the camera pulls wide to reveal the helicopter dangling, about to tip over]
 * CATTELLA: Careful of that hammer...
 * [Carl opens his eyes, and finds himself looking straight down into the dark depths below. He jumps back, sees the sunglasses, and touches the writing... before the sub shifts slightly.]
 * CARL: [under breath] The glasses! What do they say? What do they say? Cattella!
 * CATTELLA: That chimp has my money...
 * [Carl shakes her.]
 * CARL: Wake up! Get up! Come on! Get up!
 * CATTELLA: Yes, I'm a natural blue...
 * CARL: Get up! [Cattella jumps awake, unknowingly taking the glasses with her. It hangs off her back like a saddle.]
 * CATTELLA: [blabbering] Aagh! Look out! Sharks eat fish! What? Who is it? Aagh!
 * [Cattella's broad actions do the trick, and the helicopter slides full boar off the cliff... straight towards the two cats. The screaming cats run for it, but run right into the opposing brick wall... too late. The copter slams into the wall, consuming the cats in an explosion of dust. As it settles, Carl is shocked to find himself and Cattella still alive, spared by inches.]
 * CATTELLA: [coughs] Wow. Dusty. [Marlin notices something is missing.]
 * CARL: [gasps] The glasses. Where's the glasses?
 * [They look down just in time to see the glasses disappear down a sewer grate. Carl runs down after it.]
 * CARL: No! No, no, the glasses! Get it! Get the glasses, get the glasses! Get it!
 * [The second Carl gets to the grate, they fall down it. Cattella running jauntily past, humming.]
 * CATTELLA: Woo-hoo!
 * [Carl watches the glasses disappear into the darkness]
 * CATTELLA: Hey. Watch you doing?
 * CARL: They're gone. I've lost the glasses.
 * CATTELLA: What'd you drop it?
 * CARL: You dropped it! Augh! Those glasses were the only chance I had of tracking down my son.
 * [All Cattella sees is a sad sourpuss, and that just won't do. She makes a pouty face.]
 * CATTELLA: Well than, we'll just have to go in and get them.
 * CARL: No, No, No, No-No-No-No!
 * [but it's too late. Cattella already grabs him by the arm and pulls him in]
 * CARL: N-AHHH!
 * [they zoom down the dark tunnel into the sewer and land with a splash]
 * CARL: Ewww! Cattella, can you see anything?
 * CATTELLA: Ah! Something's got me! CARL: That was me. I'm sorry.
 * CATTELLA: I see a... I see a light.
 * CARL: A light?
 * [A tiny bright light appears, hovering alone in the darkness.]
 * CATTELLA: Yeah. Over there. Am I dead?
 * CARL: No, I see it too.
 * [Carl and Cattella creep into the glow of the light. It is simply a small glowing orb, floating by itself. The orb is mesmerizing. It's almost as if Carl and Cattella are under a spell.]
 * CARL: What is it?
 * CATTELLA: It's so... pretty...
 * CARL: I...I'm feeling happy...which is a big deal...for me.
 * CATTELLA: I want to touch it.
 * [She reaches out. The orb comes to life, dancing like a fairy.]
 * CATTELLA: Oh!
 * CARL: Hey...Come back...Come on back here.
 * [The orb rises. They follow it.]
 * CATTELLA: I'm going to getcha...
 * CARL: I'm going to get you.
 * CATTELLA: I'm going to getcha...
 * CARL: I'm going to swim with you.
 * CATTELLA: I'm going to getcha!
 * CARL: I'm going to be your best friend ―
 * [A large Tasmanian Devall silently fades into view. It is horrifying. A prehistoric creature, with huge fangs, and lifeless eyes. The "orb" is attached to the tip of a long antenna that juts from its forehead. It was bait, Carl and Cattella fell for it.]
 * CARL: Good feeling's gone.
 * [The lights on the Tasmanian devill turn on, but not before it roars! Carl and Cattella scream. The creature chomps at them, but not before they run away. It chases the two of them, who only have the glow of its antenna to navigate by.]
 * CARL: I can't see! I don't know where I'm going!
 * CATTELLA: Ah!
 * [Suddenly, the light shines over the sunglasses, now resting on a rock. Upon spotting the glasses, Carl stops.]
 * CARL: The glasses!
 * CATTELLA: Where?
 * [He pulls her down just as the shrieking beast shoots past them, leaving them in the pitch black.]
 * CATTELLA: Okay, I can't see a thing.
 * [As they fumble in the dark, the Tasmanian devill turns towards the two cats, having heard Cattella. The beam from its light swings onto them.]
 * CARL: Oh, gee!
 * CATTELLA: [sees sunglasses] Hey, look, glasses!
 * CARL: Read it!
 * [Carl plays decoy, leading the Tasmanian away as it roars. Its jaws snap right behind him. Once again, Cattella is left in the dark.]
 * CATTELLA: Uh... I'm sorry, but if you could just bring it a little closer... I kind need that light.
 * [Carl lures the beast back to Cattella. Light falls on her and the glasses.]
 * CATTELLA: That's great. Keep it right there.
 * CARL: Just read it!!
 * [The beast's jaws snap right behind Carl again.]
 * CATTELLA: Okay, okay! Mr. Bossy. [reads] Uh...Mrs.... Okay, Mrs. Twoomb.. Twoomb... Mrs. Twombly!
 * [Carl ducks down into the safety of a small trench formed by two rocks. The Tasmanian tries to ferret him out, but can't fit. Carl grabs onto its light, and aims it at Cattella.]
 * CATTELLA: Oh! The first line's "Mrs. Twombly!"
 * CARL: Mrs. Twombly doesn't make any sense ― !
 * [Still holding from the antenna, Marlin is yanked from the rocks.]
 * CATTELLA: Okay, uh... Second line... "42..."
 * CARL: Ah! Don't eat me, don't eat me ―
 * [The devill swallows Carl. Everything goes dark...]
 * CATTELLA: Light, please!
 * [The Tasmanian's stomach lights up. Carl's silhouette shakes inside, still holding onto the antenna. The creature spits him out, and lunges for him, but bites down on his own antenna. As it roars in pain, Carl rushes over to Cattella. The devill, now furious, gains its bearings, and barrels straight at them.]
 * CATTELLA: .The second line's "42 Downtown Street!"
 * CARL: That's great. Just finish up here. Speed read.
 * CATTELLA: Sssss...sid ―
 * CARL: [eyes on beast] Take a guess. No pressure, no pressure ― Well, there's a lotta pressure! Pressure! Take a guess! Now! With pressure!
 * CATTELLA: "Sydney!" "Sydney!" It's "Sydney!"
 * CARL: Duck!
 * [In one swift move, Carl lifts up the face plate of the diver's mask, closes his eyes, and lets the beast crash onto him. Cattella screams. There is a blinding flash!]
 * CARL: I'm dead. I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I died, I'm dead.
 * [Carl opens his eyes. The beast is wedged tight between the mask and the rock. Flaps around helplessly. Carl gets into the creature's face.]
 * CARL: Woohoo! [sings] We did it. We did it. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. No eating here tonight ― woo! ― Eating here tonight.
 * [Cattella appears from behind the rock. Sees Carl celebrating, joins in.]
 * CATTELLA: No, no, no, eating here tonight! You on a diet ―
 * CARL: Cattella! Cattella! So what'd it say? What did the glasses say?
 * CATTELLA: [automatic] "Mrs. Twombly, 42 Downtown Street.." [stops; gasps] I memorized it all by myself ― "
 * CARL: W-wait! Now where is that?
 * CATTELLA: I don’t know. But who cares? Ha-ha! I remembered!
 * [The pissed-off Tasmanian devill roars; Carl and Cattella scream, and take off towards the surface.]
 * CATTELLA: "Mrs. Twombly, 42 Downtown Street!" I remembered it again!
 * [Fade into the dentist's office, which is closed up for the night. The rotating red glow of the daycamp's fake volcano illuminates everything. In the room, Meow-Meow sleeps soundly inside a plastic tree. From out of the dark, a pebble strikes him. Meow-Meow doesn't wake. Then another pebble strikes him.]
 * PENNY LING: Psst. Meow-Meow! [louder] Meow-Meow...
 * [Meow-Meow is pummeled by a barrage of pebbles. He jumps awake.]
 * MEOW-MEOW: Ah! [The tiny panda figure of Penny stands in the entranceway of the hut.]
 * PENNY LING: Gēnzhe wǒ.
 * [Penny Ling walks off, but Meow-Meow just stands there, confused. Penny Ling pokes her head back into the tree.]
 * PENNY LING: Follow me.
 * [Meow-Meow is led through the plastic underbrush to the center of the room. The mood is eerie and somber. No one speaks. Tribal chanting can be heard as they near the base of the volcano. Rising from behind the Tiki heads are Sunil, Vinnie, and Russell, the source of the chanting. Penny Ling begins the long climb up the face of the volcano with Meow-Meow nervously in tow. Halfway up the mountainside, Pepper and Minka hold fake kelp fronds, and ceremoniously whack Meow-Meow as he passes. Penny continues to lead him up to the peak of the volcano where Zoe waits, silent and stern. A wimpy stream of bubbles continuously ]
 * RUSSELL/SUNIL/VINNIE: [chanting] Hoo!
 * ZOE TRENT: State your name.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Meow-Meow.
 * ZOE TRENT: Brother Russell, proceed.
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: Meow-Meow! You come of a little kitty who asks "Why?" a lot. This is your chance to prove yourself worthy of the Pet shop Pets! You have been called forth to the summit of Mount Wannahockaloogie to join with us in the fraternal bonds of pet-hood.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Huh?
 * MINKA MARK: We want you in our club, kid.
 * MEOW-MEOW: Really?
 * RUSSELL FERGUSON: If you are able to swim through...The Ring of Fire! Turn on the Ring of Fire! The Ring of Fire, you said you could do it the Ring of Fire.
 * SUNIL: Bubbles! Bubbles! Let me...
 * ALL: [chanting]
 * MINKA MARK: Isn’t there another way? He’s just a boy!
 * [Meow-Meow quickly darts through it with ease]
 * ZOE TRENT: From this moment forth, you will be known as "Preditor Bait."
 * RUSSELL/SUNIL/VINNIE: Preditor Bait, Whoo-Ha-Ha!
 * ZOE TRENT: Welcome, brother Preditor Bait.
 * RUSSELL/SUNIL/VINNIE: Preditor Bait, Whoo-Ha-Ha!
 * ZOE TRENT: Enough with the Preditor Bait.
 * VINNIE TERRIO: Preditor Bait who-ba-be-do.
 * ZOE TRENT: OK, Preditor bait’s one of us now, agreed? ALL: Agreed!  ZOE TRENT We can’t send him off to his death. Alice is coming in 5 days, so what are we going to do? I’ll tell you what we’re going to do: we’re going to get him outta here. We’re going to help him escape.  MEOW-MEOW: Escape? Really?  ZOE TRENT: We’re all going to escape!  VINNIE TERRIO: Zoe, please, not another one of your escape plans.  PEPPER CLARK: Sorry, but they, they just, they never work.  RUSSELL FERGUSON: Yeah. Why should this be any different?  ZOE TRENT: Cause we’ve got him.  MEOW-MEOW: Me?  ZOE TRENT: You see that filter?  MEOW-MEOW: Yeah?  ZOE TRENT: You’re the only one who can get in and out of that thing. What we need you to do is take a pebble inside and jam the gears. You do that and this tank’s going to get hotter and hotter by the minute. Pretty soon, the dentist’ll have to cool the tank herself. And when she does, she’ll take us out of the tank, put us in the individual baggies, then we roll ourselves down the counter, out of the window, off the awning, into the bushes, across the street and into the harbor! It’s foolproof! Who’s with me?  RUSSELL: I...  PENNY I...  PEPPER: I...  SUNIL: I...  VINNIE: I think your nuts.  ZOE: [sighs]  VINNIE TERRIO: No offense kid, but, you’re not the best swimmer.  ZOE TRENT: He’s fine, he can do this. So Preditor Bait, what do you think?  MEOW-MEOW: Let’s do it.
 * Zoe Trent: You miss your Dad, don’t you, Preditorbait? Meow-Meow: Yeah.  Zoe Trent: Well, you’re lucky to have someone out there who’s looking for you.  Meow-Meow: He’s not looking for me. He’s scared of the city.  ZOE TRENT: Minka, any movement?  MINKA MARK: He’s had at least four cups of coffee, it’s got to be soon.  ZOE TRENT: Keep on him.   NEMO: So how many times have you tried to get out?  GILL: I’ve lost count. Animals aren’t meant to be in a room, kid. It does things to ‘ya.  SUNIL NEVLA: [giggles] Bubbles!  MINKA MARK: Potty break! He just grabbed the Reader’s Digest! We have 4.2 minutes.  ZOE TRENT: That’s your cue, Preditorbait.  RUSSELL FERGUSON: You can do it, kid.  ZOE TRENT: You got to be quick. Once you get in, you swim down to the bottom of the chamber and I’ll talk you through the rest.  MEOW-MEOW: OK.  ZOE TRENT Go on, it’ll be a piece of cake.  MEOW-MEOW: [takes a deep breath]  ZOE TRENT: Nicely done! Can you hear me?  MEOW-MEOW: Yeah.  ZOE TRENT: Here comes the pebble. Now, do you see a small opening?  MEOW-MEOW: Uh-huh.  ZOE TRENT: OK, inside it you’ll see a rotating fan. Very carefully, wedge that pebble into the fan to stop it turning. Careful, Preditorbait.  MEOW-MEOW: I can’t do it!  MINKA MARK: Zoe, this isn’t a good idea.  ZOE TRENT: He’ll be fine. Try again.  MEOW-MEOW: OK!  ZOE TRENT: That’s it, Preditorbait. Nice and steady.  MEOW-MEOW: I got it! I got it!  RUSSELL FERGUSON: He did it!  ZOE TRENT: That’s great, kid! Now, swim up the tube and out.  MEOW-MEOW: Oh, no! Zoe!  ZOE TRENT: Preditorbait!
 * [Minka screams] RUSSELL FERGUSON: Oh,my gosh!  ZOE TRENT: Get him out of there!  SUNIL NEVLA: Help him!  VINNIE TERRIO: What do we do? What do we do?  MINKA MARK: Oh, no!  ZOE TRENT: Stay calm, kid! Just don’t panic!  MEOW-MEOW: Help me!  ZOE TRENT: Preditorbait! Grab hold of this!  MEOW-MEOW: No! No!  ZOE TRENT: Feed me more!  VINNIE TERRIO: That’s it!  ZOE TRENT: Come on, Preditorbait! Grab it!  MEOW-MEOW: [grunts] I got it!  ZOE TRENT: Pull!  [all panting]  MINKA MARK: Zoe, don’t make him go back in there.  ZOE TRENT: No. We’re done.  MEOW-MEOW: [whimpering]
 * CARL: Let's see, If we go that way, then...
 * CATTELLA: Whoo-hoo! Whoa. Nice trench. Hello! [echoing] OK, let’s go.  CARL: Bad trench. Come on, we’re going to swim over this thing.  CATTELLA: Partner. Little red flag going up. Something telling me we should run through it, not over it.  CARL: Are you even looking at this thing? It’s got death written all over it.  CATTELLA: I’m sorry, but I really, think we should swim through.  CARL: And I’m really done talking about this. Over we go.  CATTELLA: Come on, trust me on this.  CARL: Trust you?  CATTELLA: Yes, trust. It’s what friends do.  CARL: Look! Something shiny!  CATTELLA: Where?  CARL: It just ran over the trench. Come on, we’ll follow it.  CATTELLA: OK. Boy, sure is clear up here.  CARL: Exactly. And look at that, there’s the current. We should be there in no time.  CATTELLA: Hey, little guy.  CARL: You wanted to go through the trench.  CATTELLA: I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy. Come here, little Squishy. [Baby talking] Ow.  CARL: Dory! That’s a bumblebee!  CATTELLA: Bad Squishy!  CARL: Shoo! Get away! Come here, let me see.  CATTELLA: Don’t touch it!  CARL: I’m not going to touch it. I just want a look.  Cattella: How come it didn't sting you?  CARL: It did. It’s just that, hold still.
 * CARL: I've been enough times to put up with it. Just be thankful it was just one.
 * [Carl and Cattella scream]
 * CARL: Don't move. This is bad, Cattella.
 * CATTELLA: Watch this! Boing! Boing! CARL: Cattella!  CATTELLA: You can’t catch me!  CARL: Cattella! Don’t bounce on the tops! They will not sting you! The tops don’t sting you, that’s it!  CATTELLA: Two in a row, beat that.  CARL: Cattella! All right, listen to me. I have an idea, a game.  CATTELLA: A game?  CARL: A game. Yes.  CATTELLA: I love games! Pick me!  CARL: All right, here’s the game. Whoever can hop the fastest out of these bees, wins.  CATTELLA: OK!  CARL: Rules! You can’t touch the stingers, only the tops.  CATTELLA: Something about stingers, got it. On your mark, get set, go!  CARL: Wait! Wait! Not something about them, it’s all about them! Wait! Cattella!  CATTELLA: got to go faster if you want a win!  CARL: Cattella!  CATTELLA: Boing! Boing!  CARL: Wait a minute Cattella!  CATTELLA: Whee!  CARL: So, we’re cheating death now. That’s what we’re doing. We’re having fun at the same time. I can do this, just be careful.  CATTELLA: Careful I don’t make you cry when I win!  CARL: I don’t think so!  CATTELLA: Give it up, old man. You can’t fight evolution, I was built for speed.  CARL: The question is, Cattella, are you hungry?  CATTELLA: Hungry?  CARL: Yeah. Cause you’re about to eat my dust! Duck to the left! Right there! Carl is the winner! We did it! We’re going to... Cattella? Oh, no. Cattella! Cattella! Cattella! Cattella! [sizzling] [Carl screaming]  CATTELLA: [weakly] Am I disqualified?  CARL: No, you’re doing fine! You’re, you’re actually winning! But you got to stay awake. Where does Mrs. Twombly live?  CATTELLA: Mrs. Twombly.. Downtown…Street…  CARL: That’s it! Stay awake! Stay awake! Stay awake! Stay awake!  CATTELLA: Mrs. Twombly..  CARL: [weakly] Awake…  CATTELLA: ..Downtown…Street.  CARL: Awake…wake up…Meow-Meow…
 * CRUSH: Dude. Focus, dude. Dude. He lives! Hey, dude! CARL: [groaning] What happened?  CRUSH: Oh, saw the whole thing, dude. First you were like, ‘whoa’! And then we were all like, ‘whoa’! And then you were like, ‘whoa’.  CARL: What are you talking about?  CRUSH: You, mini-man. Taking on the bumbles. You got serious thrill issues, dude. Awesome.  CARL: Oh, my stomach. [moans]  CRUSH: Oh, man. No hurling on my back, dude, just waxed it.  CARL: So, Mr. Cheetah…  CRUSH: Dude. Mr. Cheetah is my father. Name’s Crush.  CARL: Crush? Really? OK, Crush, listen I need to get to the Downtown Current. DTC?  CRUSH: [chuckles] Dude, you’re riding it, dude! Check it out! OK, grab shell, dude!  CARL: Grab what?! [screaming]  CRUSH: Righteous! Righteous! Yeah!  CARL: Stop!  CRUSH: So, what brings you on this fine day to the DTC?  CARL: Well, Cattella and I need to get to Downtown. [gasps] Cattella! Is she all right?!  CRUSH: Dude had a major concussion.  CARL: Cattella, Cattella! Cattella! Oh, Cattella.  [Cattella muttering]  CARL: I’m so sorry. This is all my fault.  CATTELLA: 29, 30! Ready or not, here I come! There you are! Catch me if you can! [laughing]  SPOTS; Whoa!  CARL: Oh, my goodness!  CRUSH: Kill the motor, dude. Let us see what Spots does flying solo.  SPOTS: Whoa! That was so cool! Hey Dad, did you see that? Did you see me? Did you see what I did?  CRUSH: You so totally rock, Spots! So give me some paw, noggin.  BOTH: Dude  CRUSH: Intro. Bumbleman, Offspring. Offspring, Bumbleman.  SPOTS: Bumbles?! Sweet.  CRUSH: Totally.  CARL: Well, apparently, I must’ve done something you all likes dude.  SQUIRT: You rock, dude.  CARL: Ow.
 * CRUSH: Curl away, my son. It’s awesome, Bumbleman. We raise them as cubs and then later they grow up.
 * CARL: Oh, yeah. Cat to cat, I know all about it.
 * CATTELLA: Hey! Look, everybody! SPOTS: I know that dude. It’s the Bumbleman.  CATTELLA: Well, go on, jump on him.  CHEETAH CUBS: Cheetah pile!  CARL: Wait, kids.  CHEETAH CUB 1: Are you funny?  CHEETAH CUB 2: Where’s your spots?  CARL: Hold on, I need to breath...  CHEETAH CUB 3: Are you running away?  CHEETAH CUB 4: Did you really cross the bee forest?  CHEETAH CUB 5: Did they sting you?  CARL: One at a time!  CHEETAH CUB 6: Mr. Cat, did you die?  CATTELLA: Sorry. I was a little vague on the details.  SPOTS: So where are you going?  CARL: Well, you see my son was taken. My son was taken away from me.  ALL: [kids gasping]  CATTELLA: No way.  SPOTS: What happened?  CARL: No, kids. I don’t want a talk about it.  KIDS: Come on. Please?  SPOTS: Please?
 * CATTELLA: Hey! Look, everybody! SPOTS: I know that dude. It’s the Bumbleman.  CATTELLA: Well, go on, jump on him.  CHEETAH CUBS: Cheetah pile!  CARL: Wait, kids.  CHEETAH CUB 1: Are you funny?  CHEETAH CUB 2: Where’s your spots?  CARL: Hold on, I need to breath...  CHEETAH CUB 3: Are you running away?  CHEETAH CUB 4: Did you really cross the bee forest?  CHEETAH CUB 5: Did they sting you?  CARL: One at a time!  CHEETAH CUB 6: Mr. Cat, did you die?  CATTELLA: Sorry. I was a little vague on the details.  SPOTS: So where are you going?  CARL: Well, you see my son was taken. My son was taken away from me.  ALL: [kids gasping]  CATTELLA: No way.  SPOTS: What happened?  CARL: No, kids. I don’t want a talk about it.  KIDS: Come on. Please?  SPOTS: Please?

CARL: Well, OK. I live in this alleyway, a long long way from here.

CATTELLA: Oh, boy. This is going to be good, I can tell.

CARL: And my son, Meow-Meow, see he was mad at me. Maybe he wouldn’t have done it if I hadn’t been so tough on him, I don’t know. Anyway, he walked out in the open street to this car and when he was out there, these people appeared and I tried to stop them but the car was too fast. So we ran out in the city to follow them…

CHEETAH CUB: They couldn’t stop them. And then Meow-meow’s dad, he runs out to the city and they bump into..

SMALL FISH: three ferocious bears! He scares away the bears by blowing them up!

BIG ANIMAL: Golly, that’s amazing!

SMALL FISH: And then dives thousands of...

MEOW-MEOW: [sighs]

PEPPER CLARK: Is he doing OK?

VINNIE TERRIO: I don’t know, but whatever you do, don’t mention A-L-I..

MEOW-MEOW: It’s OK, I know who you’re talking about. Zoe? Zoe?

ZOE TRENT: Hey, Preditorbait.

MEOW-MEOW: I’m sorry I couldn’t stop the...

ZOE TRENT: No, I’m the one who should be sorry. I was so ready to get out, so ready to taste that city. I was willing to put you in harm’s way to get there. Nothing should be worth that. I’m sorry I couldn’t get you back to your father, kid.

NIGEL: All right! Hey, hey!

Dr. ANNA TWOMBLY: What the?!

PATIENT: [screams]

Dr. ALICE TWOMBLY: Well, that’s one way to pull a tooth. [laughs] Darn kids. Well, good thing I pulled the right one, prime minister?

NIGEL: Psst!

MINKA MARK: Nigel. You just missed an extraction.

NIGEL: Has he loosened the periodontal ligament yet.. What I’m talking about?! Meow-Meow! Where’s Meow-Meow? I got to speak with him.

MEOW-MEOW: What? What is it?

NIGEL: Your dad’s been fighting the entire city looking for you.

MEOW-MEOW: My father? Really?

ZOE TRENT: Really?

NIGEL: Oh, yeah. He’s travelled hundreds of miles. He’s been battling bears and bees and all sorts of...

MEOW-MEOW: Bears? That can’t be him.

NIGEL: Are you sure? What was his name? Carson? Charlie...

MEOW-MEOW: Carl?

NIGEL: That’s it! The little cat from the alleyway.

MEOW-MEOW: It’s my dad! He took on a bear!

NIGEL: I heard he took on three.

ALL: Three?!

ZOE TRENT: Three bears?

RUSSELL FERGUSON: That’s got it be 4,800 teeth!

NIGEL: You see, kid, after you were taken by Mary Poppins over there, your dad followed the car you were on like a maniac.

MEOW-MEOW: Really?

NIGEL: He’s running and he’s running and he’s giving it all he’s got and then three gigantic bears capture him and he blows them up! And then dives thousands of feet and gets chased by a monster with huge teeth! He ties this demon to a rock and what does he get for a reward? He gets to battle an entire bumblebee forest! And now he’s riding with a bunch of cheetahs on the Downtown Current and the word is he’s headed this way right now!

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Wow!

PEPPER CLARK: Oh, what a good daddy!

ZOE TRENT: He was looking for you after all, Preditorbait.

VINNIE TERRIO: He’s going to the filter!

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Not again!

ZOE TRENT: Preditorbait!

PEPPER CLARK: No!

VINNIE TERRIO: You’ve got your whole life ahead of you!

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Oh, no!

ZOE TRENT: We’ll help you, kid!

RUSSELL FERGUSON: got to get him out!

PEPPER CLARK: Give me that thing! Get him out of there!

VINNIE TERRIO: Come on, kid! Grab the end!

[jam gears]

PEPPER CLARK: Preditorbait!

RUSSELL FERGUSON: Preditorbait! Are you OK!

VINNIE TERRIO: No!

ZOE TRENT: Can you hear me, Preditorbait! Meow-Meow Can you hear me!

MEOW-MEOW: Yeah, I can hear you.

ZOE TRENT: Preditorbait, you did it!

VINNIE TERRIO: Preditorbait, [coughs] Hairball!

ZOE TRENT: That took guts, kid. All right, gang. We have less than 48 hours before Alice gets here. We're gonna make it cool in here.

CRUSH: Alright, the exit's coming up.

CARL: Where? I don't see it.

CATTELLA: Right there, I see it!

CRUSH: Alright, get ready dudes!

[shouting]

CARL: Woo, that was fun. Bye, Crush!

CATTELLA: We going in there?

CARL: Yep.

CATTELLA: Mrs. Twombly, 42 Downtown Street?

CARL: Yep.

CARL: Boy, this is taking a while.

CATTELLA: How about we play a game?

CARL: OK.

CATTELLA: OK I’m thinking of something, yellow-brownish. And it’s small...

CARL: It’s me.

CATTELLA: Right. OK, yellow-brown, and small...

CARL: It’s me.

CATTELLA: All righty, Mr. Smarty Pants. yellow and small, and brown stripes...

CARL: Me. And the next one’s just a guess: me.

CATTELLA: OK, that’s just scary.

CARL: Wait, I have definitely seen this floating speck before. That means we’ve passed it before and that means we’re going in circles and that means we’re not going straight!

CARL: We got to get do something, come on! Let’s figure it out up there. Let’s go! Follow me! What?

CATTELLA: Hey! Relax. Take a deep breath. [both inhaling and exhaling] Now, let’s ask somebody for directions.

CARL: Fine. Who do you wanna ask, the speck? There’s nobody here!

CATTELLA: Well, there has to be someone. It’s the city, silly, we’re not the only two in here. Let’s see…OK, no one there. Nope. Nada. There’s somebody. Hey! Excuse me.

CARL: Cattella! OK, now it’s my turn. I’m thinking of something dark and mysterious. It’s an animal we don’t know. And if we ask it directions, it could ingest us and spit out our bones!

CATTELLA: What is it with men and asking for directions?

CARL: Look, I don’t wanna play the gender card right now. You wanna play a card? Let’s play the ‘Let’s Not Die’ card.

CATTELLA: You want a get outta here, don’t you?

CARL: Of course, I do. But, Cattella you don't fully understand. [sighs] All right.

CATTELLA: Well then, how are we going to do that unless we give it a shot and hope for the best? Come on, trust me on this. Excuse me! Little fella? Hello. Don’t be rude, say ‘hi’.

CARL: Hello.

CATTELLA: His son Bingo..

CARL: Meow-Meow.

CATTELLA: .. was taken to,

CARL: Downtown.

CATTELLA: Downtown. Yes. And it’s really, important that we get there as fast as we can. So can you help us out? Come on, little fella. Come on.

CARL: Cattella, I’m a little fella. I don’t think that’s a little fella.

CATTELLA: Oh, a big fella. Big... An elephant. okay, Maybe he only speaks elephant. [imitates elephant sounds]

CARL: Cattella, Cattella! Stop! You might offend him.

CATTELLA: What I'm just trying to ask him if he can help.

CARL: I don't think it's working.

[Cattella makes more elephant noises]

CARL: Shh! Stop! [gasps] Move, Cattella!

Zoe: Look at that. Would you look at that? Hot. Absolutely hot. And it’s all thanks to you, kid. You made it possible.

(Meow-Meow chuckles)

CARL: Ugh! I can't believe we're stuck in here. I promised I'd never let anything happen to him.

CATTELLA: Huh, that's a funny thing to promise. You can't not let anything happen to him, then nothing would ever happen to him.

ZOE: Come on, Minka!

PEPPER: Hurry!

ZOE: You can do it!

RUSSELL: Yeah, that’s it! You can do it!

VINNIE: Just a little further!

MINKA: That’s the shortest red light I’ve ever seen!

RUSSELL: Come on, Minka!

ALL: [cheering] [all laughing] We did it!

ZOE: Yes!

RUSSELL: Now what?