Post by Belchic on Dec 24, 2005 3:18:46 GMT -5
You all remembered it, and now it's back! For those of you who forgot, here's the whole story so far from beginning to end:
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"Pup And Down"
(At rise, we are in the Dearly's kitchen. Rolly is walking around sniffing. Something has caught his nose's attention.)
Rolly: I know it's around here somewhere. (continues sniffing) It's gotta be close. (He makes his way onto the counter. He has stopped at a cookie jar.) Mmm! Me want cookie! (He opens the lid and sniffs inside.) Oh papa! I love the peanut butter flavor!
(He sticks his face in and starts munching down. Lucky and Cadpig come into view.)
Lucky: Aha!
(Rolly stops eating and pulls his face out. He has brown coating all over his lips. He hides the cookie jar behind his back and smiles nervously.)
Rolly: Ha ha...um...Hiya guys...um...were you looking for me?
Cadpig: Let's see...nervous smile...
Lucky: ...hands behind the back...
Cadpig: ...and an obviously crumby mouth.
Lucky: Coincidence?
Cadpig: I think not.
Rolly: Sorry, guys. It's my stupid appetite.
Cadpig: Well, this isn't the first time it's gotten you into trouble.
Rolly: Are you calling me fat?
Lucky: (trying to break up the fight) Uh...we were just going to go out for a little walk. You wanna come with us?
Rolly: Eh...sure. Why not?
Cadpig: It's good exercise for you anyway, and you need it to lose a little weight there, Tubby.
Rolly: Hey!
(Outside, the three pups walk out of the doggie door. They meet up with Belchic standing nearby.)
Lucky: What's up, Belchic?
Belchic: Wangity Doo! What is up with you?
Rolly: Uh...nothing much.
Lucky: The three of us were going to take a little walk around the farm. You know, just to get a little exercise. Wanna come with us?
Belchic: Sounds like a plan, little man!
Rolly: (laughing) I love Belchic.
(They walk off. Dissolve to the barn. The gang comes into view, and Spot is with them.)
Rolly: Boy, it does feel good to get exercise once in a while.
Lucky: I knew you'd come to your senses eventually, Rolly.
Spot: What have you been up to today, Belchic?
Belchic: 1 9, give or take. How are you doing, Cadpig? (no response) Cadpig? (Cadpig is shown laying on Belchic's back almost sleeping.) Get off!
(He throws Cadpig off his back.)
Cadpig: Well, I didn't see that one coming.
Lucky: I'd say we burned a lot of calories from that, and I think we made it in time for lunch.
Rolly: Oh papa!
Belchic: Yabba Dabba Crackers! (Rolly slaps Belchic on the back. He belches. Green gas comes out of his mouth going over Spot's face, and she faints in disgust. Belchic twists around.) Ha ha! Slip me back, cuz I'm happening!
Cadpig: Belchic, your attitude is so much like a unique sense of humor. Our lives would not be quite as fun without you. (She starts to walk off.) I think I'm going to go work more on the progress of my humanity.
Lucky: Uh, Cadpig? You're a dog. You don't have any humanity.
Rolly: Neither do the rest of us.
Belchic: That includes Noggin. That sarcastic dalmatian is so crazy that he can't talk the right way to anybody!
Cadpig: Don't talk about my boyfriend that way!
Lucky: (sarcastically) Yeah! Don't talk about her boyfriend that way!
Cadpig: How long have you been living here? Noggin is not crazy! He's a genius!
(An explosion goes on inside the barn. Smoke comes out of the open areas.)
Belchic: He ate a lot of beans last night!
(Lucky Rolly and Spot laugh.)
(The pups walk into the smoke-filled barn. When they go in, they're coughing and gagging.)
Cadpig: Noggin?
Rolly: What's going on?
Lucky: Did you break the TV? (alongside to himself) Please tell me he didn't!
(They come up to a table with chemistry equipment on top of it.)
Cadpig: Noggin?
Voice: Well, that was a lot bigger than I expected.
(Noggin comes up from behind the table. He is holding a test tube in one of his hands.)
Noggin: At last! After all these dog years, my life long dream is finally going to come true!
Rolly: What's he doing?
Cadpig: (whispering) Shh! This is highly concentrated work that he's doing!
Noggin: (reading through his notes) Alright...according to my calculations, I have done everything correctly so far, and with this little drop, I should be able to make the concoction I have been hoping for! (easily drops a drop of liquid into his test tube) Just one drop...easy now...steady...(It drops in, and a puff of smoke comes out. He looks into his tube and sees the liquid turn pink.) Success!!!
Lucky: What did you make, Noggin?
Noggin: Eureka, guys! I have just invented the human tongue!
Spot: Uh...come again?
Cadpig: Excuse me, Noggin, but could we back track a little here? I believe that was already invented.
Noggin: You guys don't seem to get it. This potion is something that I have appropriately named, "The Human Tongue". What this potion is supposed to do is give animals the ability to talk to human beings!
Rolly: Wow!
Cadpig: Cool!
Lucky: Awesome!
Spot: It blows me away!
Belchic: (to himself) I'm not going to encourage my rival. I'm outta here! (He exits.)
Noggin: (sees Belchic walking away) Looks like Belchic's giving up already. Now's my chance to impress Cadpig even more. (to the others) I've been wanting to make something like this ever since the day my spots came in!
Spot: Noggin, you are such a genius!
Cadpig: See? I told you he was!
Noggin: Now it's time to give this a little test run. Let's see if this baby can give me the power I've longed for! (He takes a little drink of it.) Mmm, fruity. Okay, guys. I'm going to test to see if this potion works. It should only take a few minutes. While I'm out, do not touch my equipment. If you do, I will hurt you! Of course, this doesn't include you, Cadpig. (Noggin lifts a side of his shades and winks. Cadpig makes a flirtatious giggle.) Alright, I'll be back. (He exits.)
Rolly: No wonder they call him "Noggin"! He really uses his noggin!
Cadpig: After all this time of being socially challenged, the humans can now totally understand us without having to translate our barking code.
Lucky: I wonder if I can impress Two-Tone with that ability.
Spot: Hey guys! I'm receiving an urgent message from the Bark Brigade!
Lucky: Uh-oh. I wonder what's up.
(The pups run over and listen to the message.)
Rolly: (repeating the message as it comes to him) There has been a kidnapping...Native tribe of an unknown variety...next door to Villa De Vil. (sniffs) Hey! I think I'm picking up the scent of this tribe...(sniffing) Okay...there's about half a hundred of them...they're really short. I'd say no more than 2 feet high...black and white makeup...they're clothing consists of gray trench coats...and if I'm not mistaken...fedoras?
Cadpig: Sounds like a pretty uncanny tribe.
Rolly: Wait a minute...(sniffs, then gasps) Belchic! They've got Belchic, you guys!
Lucky/Cadpig: WHAT???
Spot: WE'RE DOOMED!!! (runs around going crazy)
Rolly: (ignoring Spot) What are we going to do?
Cadpig: Think happy thoughts? (Lucky and Rolly glare at her.) Well, this isn't a happy thought.
Lucky: If only I had an idea.
Cadpig: We're going to need a plan fast, leader pup.
Rolly: Unless the Colonel decides he's going to send Lieutenant Pug to work with us.
Lucky: Nah. That guy will just think it's all about a cat invasion or something. Hmm...Rolly, could you play back those facts about the tribe for me?
(Cadpig pounds Rolly on the head. He starts making the noise as if a rewind button was pressed on a tape recorder. He then pops back to normal.)
Rolly: ...they're really short. I'd say no more than 2 feet high...black and white makeup...they're clothing consists of gray trench coats...and if I'm not mistaken...fedoras? (Cadpig stomps on Rolly's front paw. He starts making the noise as if a fast-forward button was pressed on a tape recorder. He then pops back to normal.) Ouch! What was that for?
Lucky: Hmm...(slight pause) I think I just got an idea...but something else should happen in order for it to work the right way.
(Noggin enters.)
Noggin: I just tested the Human Tongue, and it works!
Lucky: Perfect! Noggin, can I ask you to do me a huge favor?
Noggin: Sure. Doesn't necessarily mean that I'll do it, but you can still ask.
(New Scene: Outside the barn. Lucky is at the second story of the barn at the front window. Sitting on a tree limb next to it are Noggin, Sparky, Drake and Spot.)
Lucky: You guys ready? (looks down) Here he comes.
(Someone enters and stops in front of the barn. It is one of the Natives. He looks the way Rolly described him.)
Native: Where did that stupid chicken go? I know it's around here somewhere...
Lucky: NOW!!!!
(The four jump off the limb and land on him. A cloud of smoke comes up and fighting noises are heard. When the cloud lifts, the man has lost his fedora and is tied up unconscious.)
Sparky: Wow. That was easy.
Spot: A little too easy.
Noggin: He'll be unconscious for the rest of the day.
Lucky: Good job, guys. I won't be needing you three anymore. You three are dismissed. (Sparky, Drake and Spot exit.) Noggin, thanks for letting me use your Human Tongue.
Noggin: Hey, anytime, Lucky.
Lucky: You can respond to my thanks later. Who knows what horrible things are happening to Belchic over there?
Noggin: You better get moving, then. You have one hour until that stuff wears off, then you gotta be back here.
Lucky: I got it. Alright, Noggin. You're dismissed.
(As Noggin exits, Lucky goes back into the barn. He meets with Rolly and Cadpig.)
Lucky: Okay, so far, so good. (Lucky picks up the uniform that his victim was stripped from.) Now it's time to put this operation into action.
Cadpig: Uh...Lucky? You're not thinking of putting that thing on, are you?
Lucky: Of course. Why not?
Rolly: Lucky, you're too small!
Cadpig: Yeah. They'll know the difference!
Lucky: I know. I'm aware of that, but I'm not the only one wearing this thing.
Rolly: Huh?
Cadpig: Does that mean...?
Lucky: You're wearing it with me.
(New Scene: The tribal grounds. The Natives are just doing stuff as if they were having a typical bonfire party. We focus on two guys talking to each other.)
Native #1: ...and then I said to him, "Dude! You've got to lay off that stuff, man!"
Native #2: I'm telling you, he's got some serious issues!
(They look to another direction.)
Native #1: Hey, what's up with that guy?
Native #2: I don't know.
Native #1: He doesn't seem to be hanging with anybody.
Native #2: Let's just leave him alone. He's probably just one of those loners.
(They walk off. We now cut to this person that they were referring to. Like the other Natives, he is wearing a gray trench coat and a fedora pulled low. This person has turned out to be Lucky. He's unusually tall.)
Lucky: It looks like they bought it. (looks down) You ready, guys?
(Cadpig pokes her head out from the coat's mid-section.)
Cadpig: Check.
(Rolly pokes his head out from a section of the coat below Cadpig. The puppies have formed a totem pole.)
Rolly: Check.
Lucky: Great. Now let's go save Belchic.
(Rolly and Cadpig pull their heads back into the coat. Rolly starts walking off carrying the other two. Balance is surprisingly not much of a problem for the pups.)
(The pups continue to stagger around the grounds. They stop in one place.)
Lucky: Oh man! Belchic could be anywhere around here! I wonder where we should start looking. (Lucky starts to melt a little.) Hey, what's going on down there?
(We now cut to inside the coat. Cadpig is shown holding Lucky up on her shoulders. She seems to be struggling a little.)
Cadpig: I'm getting tired. Can we trade places?
(Back to Lucky)
Lucky: I'm the one who is using Noggin's Human Tongue.
(Back to Cadpig)
Cadpig: I always try to be supportive, but shouldn't I have been on top?
(Back to Lucky)
Lucky: Sorry, Cadpig. You're not the one who asked for Noggin's permission.
(Cut to Rolly)
Rolly: Just be glad you're not on the bottom.
(Back to Cadpig)
Cadpig: Yeah, or else, this would be really difficult.
(Back to Lucky)
Lucky: Okay, no more stalling. Where should we start looking for Belchic? (Sees a large tent) I say we start with that big tent over there.
Rolly: That's where I'm picking up his scent.
Lucky: Okay, let's go.
(They start to go over there. A guard is standing next to the tent's door holding a spear. He halts the pups when they get there.)
Guard: Hold it! (Lucky wobbles a little when Rolly stops.) Do you have a reason for coming in here?
Lucky: Uh...Yeah. I'm here to...(He clears his throat and now speaks with a deeper scratchier voice.) I'm here to inspect our captured, um...prey.
Guard: And who gave you this order?
(Lucky uses his scratchy voice for his next two lines.)
Lucky: Umm...
Guard: Is it an order from the chief?
Lucky: Uh, yes it is.
Guard: (raises his spear) Okay, go on in. (The pups don't move.) I said, go on in!
(The guard uses the side of his spear to slap the pups into the tent. The pups very quickly and extremely clumsily stumble in. When they get inside, Lucky and Cadpig start to fall backward. Rolly walks back to try to get them back up, but then they start falling forward. Rolly's hand come out, grabs a higher section of the back of the coat and pulls Lucky and Cadpig back up. They are now perfectly straight. Rolly and Cadpig poke their heads out, and all three let out a sigh of relief.)
Pups: Phew!
(Cut back to the barn. Noggin is viewing some type of handheld device.)
Noggin: Man! That was close! It sure is a good thing I made this tracking device so that I could keep track of those guys. That was really smart of Lucky to disguise his voice too. They're doing good so far. Even though Lucky's idea does suck in my opinion, they still are doing a good job.
(Cut to Spot pacing back and forth.)
Spot: Oh, where are you guys? What's taking you so long?
(Cut back to Noggin who looks down on Spot. Cut back to Spot.)
Spot: I know you're out there somewhere. The least you can do is give me a sign! (A second later, a stop sign falls down in front of Spot. She looks at it, and then looks up.) Ha-ha-ha. Very funny, Noggin. This is serious!
Noggin: Ah, don't give me that serious business.
Spot: Well, I'm not in the mood for jokes right now!
Noggin: Dude! Are you really *that* worried about Belchic and the others?
Spot: He's one of us dalmatians...as are the others! I don't want any of them getting killed out there! How come you're not so worried about them?
Noggin: I'm worried about them. Just not as worried as you. I'm not saying that I don't care about them. I just know that they'll be okay. They've always managed to successfully get themselves out of situations like this.
Spot: Yeah, I guess you're right. They'll be back... (a brief pause) ...But what if they don't come back?
Noggin: I know how you feel, Spot. It would be really sad if something bad happened to those three. I'm fearing that this plan of Lucky's isn't going to work, and those three will end up getting entrenched in their own disguise.
Spot: That...would not be a good thing.
Noggin: Well, we'll just have to see.
(We now cut back to the tribal grounds in the large canvas where we last left our heroes. Lucky peers his head into view, and the trio lurches on.)
Lucky: Hmmm...
(He looks down and sees a chain of cages.)
Lucky: Go forward, Rolly.
(Rolly walks forward carrying his siblings off screen. We now cut to Belchic who is in one of the cages.)
Belchic: I can't believe how long I've been here. I'm so bored I'm making my own cross-word puzzles! Let's see, what can I do for seven down?
(A shadow peers over Belchic.)
Lucky's Voice: Belchic?
Belchic: (jumps and turns around in shock) Aahh! I'm not making an escape plan! I swear!
Cadpig's Voice: It's just us, Belchic.
Belchic: What? Someone brought me justice?
Rolly: No, Belchic. (pokes his head out) It's us!
Belchic: Rolly?
(Cadpig pokes her head out.)
Cadpig: I suppose you're surprised to see us?
Belchic: Cadpig? (looks upward) That means the other one must be Lucky.
Lucky: (tips his fedora up) Man, you're good.
Belchic: Hey, great costume, guys! Very ingenious, I might add. So what brings you guys here?
Cadpig: We're busting you out of here.
Belchic: Thanks! I'm bored out of my mind in this cell!
Lucky: These natives have you here for a reason.
Belchic: What reason is that?
Lucky: Look outside.
(Belchic looks outside and sees a group of natives with a bull dog of some type. They have a torch blower, which they use on the bull dog instantly turning him into a pile of dust.)
Belchic: Holy Chimmichanga! GET ME OUT OF HERE NOW!!!
Cadpig: The cage is locked, Lucky.
Rolly: What are we going to do?
Lucky: Don't worry. I'll think of something.
(A guard walks by with a key card in his hand. Lucky grabs him by the back of the neck.)
Guard: Hey! What do you think you're doing?
Lucky: (in a deep scratchy voice) Uh...trying to make you blow chunks?
Guard: No, no, no! You're supposed to smite them down in the abdominal area!
Lucky: (normal voice) Oh, you mean like this?
(Cadpig's hand comes out of the coat and socks the guard in the stomach.)
Guard: (in critical pain) Ooh! That's the last time I have a full meal for lunch! (He drops throwing his card into the air. Cadpig catches it when it gets to her.)
Lucky: Thank you.
(He swipes the card on the lock, and a blue screen comes up.)
Computer: Please enter access code.
Lucky: Umm...One oh one?
Computer: Access approved.
(The cage opens.)
Lucky: Wow.
Belchic: Alright, it worked! We can get out of here now...um, you can stop dancing now!
(Cut to the trio. Rolly seems to be dancing in some weird way.)
Lucky: (his voice is kind of bumpy) I don't know what the deal is here! Rolly, what are you doing?
(Cut to Rolly who is straining.)
Rolly: Grrff! Lucky, I really have to go potty!
(Back to Lucky.)
Lucky: Right now? Rolly, we gotta get out of here before the natives catch us!
(Back to Rolly.)
Rolly: I have to go so bad I can't move!
Cadpig: Rolly, the sooner we get out of here, the sooner you can go.
Rolly: In that case, let's scram!
(New Scene: Back on the farm. Spot is with Noggin who has his handheld device with him.)
Spot: What's taking them so long?
Noggin: They just got Belchic out of there. They're on their way.
Spot: Yes!
Noggin: Wait a minute...uh oh...
Spot: What do you mean, "uh oh"?
Noggin: I've lost the connection. My battery must have died.
Spot: Oh...now we'll have no way of knowing if they'll make it back until they do!
(A barking is heard off in the distance. Eventually, Belchic comes running up.)
Noggin: Belchic! You made it back!
Belchic: Heh heh! I'm too hot to use in a pot! I could have easily gotten out of there myself.
Lucky's Voice: Guess again.
(Lucky, Rolly and Cadpig enter still wearing their disguise.)
Lucky: You couldn't have possibly made it out without our help. We should earn some credit.
Rolly: (sticks his head out) But in the mean time, I've got some duty to take care of.
(Cadpig pounds Rolly on the head.)
Cadpig: Will you be quiet!
Noggin: Well, I tell ya...you all did a great job...Team Dearly!
Lucky: Huh. I kinda like that name.
(Lucky takes off the coat and throws it away. His hat flies off as well. The pups are still in totem pole form, and Rolly's knees are shaking.)
Lucky: To protect the farm from pests and fashions!
Rolly: To ignite all beings within our passions!
Lucky: To announce the meanings of hope and score!
Rolly: To extend our...(he looks like he's about to drop out)
Cadpig: WE CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!
Lucky: Team Dearly blasts off at the speed of light!
Rolly: (slowly dropping to the ground) Surrender now...surrender now, or prepare to...prepare to...pre...
Cadpig: (sighs) I think Rolly's had a little too much excitement for one day. Perhaps we should allow him a few illusions for a while.
Lucky: Or we could just get off him.
Cadpig: Sure. We can do that.
(Lucky jumps off of Cadpig, and then Cadpig jumps off of Rolly. Rolly instantly gets up like he's all better.)
Spot: Alright, now that we've gotten this all out of the way...
Lucky: Hold it! We're not going to stop right here, are we?
Belchic: What do you mean?
Lucky: Those natives are still over there. If they captured one of us dalmatians, they'll probably come after the rest of us! We can't let them get away with that!
Rolly: Huh?
Cadpig: Does that mean...?
Lucky: Yep. We've got to stop them.
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To be continued...
Thank God I seperated it with those dashes! Otherwise, it would have taken me forever to repost this!
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"Pup And Down"
(At rise, we are in the Dearly's kitchen. Rolly is walking around sniffing. Something has caught his nose's attention.)
Rolly: I know it's around here somewhere. (continues sniffing) It's gotta be close. (He makes his way onto the counter. He has stopped at a cookie jar.) Mmm! Me want cookie! (He opens the lid and sniffs inside.) Oh papa! I love the peanut butter flavor!
(He sticks his face in and starts munching down. Lucky and Cadpig come into view.)
Lucky: Aha!
(Rolly stops eating and pulls his face out. He has brown coating all over his lips. He hides the cookie jar behind his back and smiles nervously.)
Rolly: Ha ha...um...Hiya guys...um...were you looking for me?
Cadpig: Let's see...nervous smile...
Lucky: ...hands behind the back...
Cadpig: ...and an obviously crumby mouth.
Lucky: Coincidence?
Cadpig: I think not.
Rolly: Sorry, guys. It's my stupid appetite.
Cadpig: Well, this isn't the first time it's gotten you into trouble.
Rolly: Are you calling me fat?
Lucky: (trying to break up the fight) Uh...we were just going to go out for a little walk. You wanna come with us?
Rolly: Eh...sure. Why not?
Cadpig: It's good exercise for you anyway, and you need it to lose a little weight there, Tubby.
Rolly: Hey!
(Outside, the three pups walk out of the doggie door. They meet up with Belchic standing nearby.)
Lucky: What's up, Belchic?
Belchic: Wangity Doo! What is up with you?
Rolly: Uh...nothing much.
Lucky: The three of us were going to take a little walk around the farm. You know, just to get a little exercise. Wanna come with us?
Belchic: Sounds like a plan, little man!
Rolly: (laughing) I love Belchic.
(They walk off. Dissolve to the barn. The gang comes into view, and Spot is with them.)
Rolly: Boy, it does feel good to get exercise once in a while.
Lucky: I knew you'd come to your senses eventually, Rolly.
Spot: What have you been up to today, Belchic?
Belchic: 1 9, give or take. How are you doing, Cadpig? (no response) Cadpig? (Cadpig is shown laying on Belchic's back almost sleeping.) Get off!
(He throws Cadpig off his back.)
Cadpig: Well, I didn't see that one coming.
Lucky: I'd say we burned a lot of calories from that, and I think we made it in time for lunch.
Rolly: Oh papa!
Belchic: Yabba Dabba Crackers! (Rolly slaps Belchic on the back. He belches. Green gas comes out of his mouth going over Spot's face, and she faints in disgust. Belchic twists around.) Ha ha! Slip me back, cuz I'm happening!
Cadpig: Belchic, your attitude is so much like a unique sense of humor. Our lives would not be quite as fun without you. (She starts to walk off.) I think I'm going to go work more on the progress of my humanity.
Lucky: Uh, Cadpig? You're a dog. You don't have any humanity.
Rolly: Neither do the rest of us.
Belchic: That includes Noggin. That sarcastic dalmatian is so crazy that he can't talk the right way to anybody!
Cadpig: Don't talk about my boyfriend that way!
Lucky: (sarcastically) Yeah! Don't talk about her boyfriend that way!
Cadpig: How long have you been living here? Noggin is not crazy! He's a genius!
(An explosion goes on inside the barn. Smoke comes out of the open areas.)
Belchic: He ate a lot of beans last night!
(Lucky Rolly and Spot laugh.)
(The pups walk into the smoke-filled barn. When they go in, they're coughing and gagging.)
Cadpig: Noggin?
Rolly: What's going on?
Lucky: Did you break the TV? (alongside to himself) Please tell me he didn't!
(They come up to a table with chemistry equipment on top of it.)
Cadpig: Noggin?
Voice: Well, that was a lot bigger than I expected.
(Noggin comes up from behind the table. He is holding a test tube in one of his hands.)
Noggin: At last! After all these dog years, my life long dream is finally going to come true!
Rolly: What's he doing?
Cadpig: (whispering) Shh! This is highly concentrated work that he's doing!
Noggin: (reading through his notes) Alright...according to my calculations, I have done everything correctly so far, and with this little drop, I should be able to make the concoction I have been hoping for! (easily drops a drop of liquid into his test tube) Just one drop...easy now...steady...(It drops in, and a puff of smoke comes out. He looks into his tube and sees the liquid turn pink.) Success!!!
Lucky: What did you make, Noggin?
Noggin: Eureka, guys! I have just invented the human tongue!
Spot: Uh...come again?
Cadpig: Excuse me, Noggin, but could we back track a little here? I believe that was already invented.
Noggin: You guys don't seem to get it. This potion is something that I have appropriately named, "The Human Tongue". What this potion is supposed to do is give animals the ability to talk to human beings!
Rolly: Wow!
Cadpig: Cool!
Lucky: Awesome!
Spot: It blows me away!
Belchic: (to himself) I'm not going to encourage my rival. I'm outta here! (He exits.)
Noggin: (sees Belchic walking away) Looks like Belchic's giving up already. Now's my chance to impress Cadpig even more. (to the others) I've been wanting to make something like this ever since the day my spots came in!
Spot: Noggin, you are such a genius!
Cadpig: See? I told you he was!
Noggin: Now it's time to give this a little test run. Let's see if this baby can give me the power I've longed for! (He takes a little drink of it.) Mmm, fruity. Okay, guys. I'm going to test to see if this potion works. It should only take a few minutes. While I'm out, do not touch my equipment. If you do, I will hurt you! Of course, this doesn't include you, Cadpig. (Noggin lifts a side of his shades and winks. Cadpig makes a flirtatious giggle.) Alright, I'll be back. (He exits.)
Rolly: No wonder they call him "Noggin"! He really uses his noggin!
Cadpig: After all this time of being socially challenged, the humans can now totally understand us without having to translate our barking code.
Lucky: I wonder if I can impress Two-Tone with that ability.
Spot: Hey guys! I'm receiving an urgent message from the Bark Brigade!
Lucky: Uh-oh. I wonder what's up.
(The pups run over and listen to the message.)
Rolly: (repeating the message as it comes to him) There has been a kidnapping...Native tribe of an unknown variety...next door to Villa De Vil. (sniffs) Hey! I think I'm picking up the scent of this tribe...(sniffing) Okay...there's about half a hundred of them...they're really short. I'd say no more than 2 feet high...black and white makeup...they're clothing consists of gray trench coats...and if I'm not mistaken...fedoras?
Cadpig: Sounds like a pretty uncanny tribe.
Rolly: Wait a minute...(sniffs, then gasps) Belchic! They've got Belchic, you guys!
Lucky/Cadpig: WHAT???
Spot: WE'RE DOOMED!!! (runs around going crazy)
Rolly: (ignoring Spot) What are we going to do?
Cadpig: Think happy thoughts? (Lucky and Rolly glare at her.) Well, this isn't a happy thought.
Lucky: If only I had an idea.
Cadpig: We're going to need a plan fast, leader pup.
Rolly: Unless the Colonel decides he's going to send Lieutenant Pug to work with us.
Lucky: Nah. That guy will just think it's all about a cat invasion or something. Hmm...Rolly, could you play back those facts about the tribe for me?
(Cadpig pounds Rolly on the head. He starts making the noise as if a rewind button was pressed on a tape recorder. He then pops back to normal.)
Rolly: ...they're really short. I'd say no more than 2 feet high...black and white makeup...they're clothing consists of gray trench coats...and if I'm not mistaken...fedoras? (Cadpig stomps on Rolly's front paw. He starts making the noise as if a fast-forward button was pressed on a tape recorder. He then pops back to normal.) Ouch! What was that for?
Lucky: Hmm...(slight pause) I think I just got an idea...but something else should happen in order for it to work the right way.
(Noggin enters.)
Noggin: I just tested the Human Tongue, and it works!
Lucky: Perfect! Noggin, can I ask you to do me a huge favor?
Noggin: Sure. Doesn't necessarily mean that I'll do it, but you can still ask.
(New Scene: Outside the barn. Lucky is at the second story of the barn at the front window. Sitting on a tree limb next to it are Noggin, Sparky, Drake and Spot.)
Lucky: You guys ready? (looks down) Here he comes.
(Someone enters and stops in front of the barn. It is one of the Natives. He looks the way Rolly described him.)
Native: Where did that stupid chicken go? I know it's around here somewhere...
Lucky: NOW!!!!
(The four jump off the limb and land on him. A cloud of smoke comes up and fighting noises are heard. When the cloud lifts, the man has lost his fedora and is tied up unconscious.)
Sparky: Wow. That was easy.
Spot: A little too easy.
Noggin: He'll be unconscious for the rest of the day.
Lucky: Good job, guys. I won't be needing you three anymore. You three are dismissed. (Sparky, Drake and Spot exit.) Noggin, thanks for letting me use your Human Tongue.
Noggin: Hey, anytime, Lucky.
Lucky: You can respond to my thanks later. Who knows what horrible things are happening to Belchic over there?
Noggin: You better get moving, then. You have one hour until that stuff wears off, then you gotta be back here.
Lucky: I got it. Alright, Noggin. You're dismissed.
(As Noggin exits, Lucky goes back into the barn. He meets with Rolly and Cadpig.)
Lucky: Okay, so far, so good. (Lucky picks up the uniform that his victim was stripped from.) Now it's time to put this operation into action.
Cadpig: Uh...Lucky? You're not thinking of putting that thing on, are you?
Lucky: Of course. Why not?
Rolly: Lucky, you're too small!
Cadpig: Yeah. They'll know the difference!
Lucky: I know. I'm aware of that, but I'm not the only one wearing this thing.
Rolly: Huh?
Cadpig: Does that mean...?
Lucky: You're wearing it with me.
(New Scene: The tribal grounds. The Natives are just doing stuff as if they were having a typical bonfire party. We focus on two guys talking to each other.)
Native #1: ...and then I said to him, "Dude! You've got to lay off that stuff, man!"
Native #2: I'm telling you, he's got some serious issues!
(They look to another direction.)
Native #1: Hey, what's up with that guy?
Native #2: I don't know.
Native #1: He doesn't seem to be hanging with anybody.
Native #2: Let's just leave him alone. He's probably just one of those loners.
(They walk off. We now cut to this person that they were referring to. Like the other Natives, he is wearing a gray trench coat and a fedora pulled low. This person has turned out to be Lucky. He's unusually tall.)
Lucky: It looks like they bought it. (looks down) You ready, guys?
(Cadpig pokes her head out from the coat's mid-section.)
Cadpig: Check.
(Rolly pokes his head out from a section of the coat below Cadpig. The puppies have formed a totem pole.)
Rolly: Check.
Lucky: Great. Now let's go save Belchic.
(Rolly and Cadpig pull their heads back into the coat. Rolly starts walking off carrying the other two. Balance is surprisingly not much of a problem for the pups.)
(The pups continue to stagger around the grounds. They stop in one place.)
Lucky: Oh man! Belchic could be anywhere around here! I wonder where we should start looking. (Lucky starts to melt a little.) Hey, what's going on down there?
(We now cut to inside the coat. Cadpig is shown holding Lucky up on her shoulders. She seems to be struggling a little.)
Cadpig: I'm getting tired. Can we trade places?
(Back to Lucky)
Lucky: I'm the one who is using Noggin's Human Tongue.
(Back to Cadpig)
Cadpig: I always try to be supportive, but shouldn't I have been on top?
(Back to Lucky)
Lucky: Sorry, Cadpig. You're not the one who asked for Noggin's permission.
(Cut to Rolly)
Rolly: Just be glad you're not on the bottom.
(Back to Cadpig)
Cadpig: Yeah, or else, this would be really difficult.
(Back to Lucky)
Lucky: Okay, no more stalling. Where should we start looking for Belchic? (Sees a large tent) I say we start with that big tent over there.
Rolly: That's where I'm picking up his scent.
Lucky: Okay, let's go.
(They start to go over there. A guard is standing next to the tent's door holding a spear. He halts the pups when they get there.)
Guard: Hold it! (Lucky wobbles a little when Rolly stops.) Do you have a reason for coming in here?
Lucky: Uh...Yeah. I'm here to...(He clears his throat and now speaks with a deeper scratchier voice.) I'm here to inspect our captured, um...prey.
Guard: And who gave you this order?
(Lucky uses his scratchy voice for his next two lines.)
Lucky: Umm...
Guard: Is it an order from the chief?
Lucky: Uh, yes it is.
Guard: (raises his spear) Okay, go on in. (The pups don't move.) I said, go on in!
(The guard uses the side of his spear to slap the pups into the tent. The pups very quickly and extremely clumsily stumble in. When they get inside, Lucky and Cadpig start to fall backward. Rolly walks back to try to get them back up, but then they start falling forward. Rolly's hand come out, grabs a higher section of the back of the coat and pulls Lucky and Cadpig back up. They are now perfectly straight. Rolly and Cadpig poke their heads out, and all three let out a sigh of relief.)
Pups: Phew!
(Cut back to the barn. Noggin is viewing some type of handheld device.)
Noggin: Man! That was close! It sure is a good thing I made this tracking device so that I could keep track of those guys. That was really smart of Lucky to disguise his voice too. They're doing good so far. Even though Lucky's idea does suck in my opinion, they still are doing a good job.
(Cut to Spot pacing back and forth.)
Spot: Oh, where are you guys? What's taking you so long?
(Cut back to Noggin who looks down on Spot. Cut back to Spot.)
Spot: I know you're out there somewhere. The least you can do is give me a sign! (A second later, a stop sign falls down in front of Spot. She looks at it, and then looks up.) Ha-ha-ha. Very funny, Noggin. This is serious!
Noggin: Ah, don't give me that serious business.
Spot: Well, I'm not in the mood for jokes right now!
Noggin: Dude! Are you really *that* worried about Belchic and the others?
Spot: He's one of us dalmatians...as are the others! I don't want any of them getting killed out there! How come you're not so worried about them?
Noggin: I'm worried about them. Just not as worried as you. I'm not saying that I don't care about them. I just know that they'll be okay. They've always managed to successfully get themselves out of situations like this.
Spot: Yeah, I guess you're right. They'll be back... (a brief pause) ...But what if they don't come back?
Noggin: I know how you feel, Spot. It would be really sad if something bad happened to those three. I'm fearing that this plan of Lucky's isn't going to work, and those three will end up getting entrenched in their own disguise.
Spot: That...would not be a good thing.
Noggin: Well, we'll just have to see.
(We now cut back to the tribal grounds in the large canvas where we last left our heroes. Lucky peers his head into view, and the trio lurches on.)
Lucky: Hmmm...
(He looks down and sees a chain of cages.)
Lucky: Go forward, Rolly.
(Rolly walks forward carrying his siblings off screen. We now cut to Belchic who is in one of the cages.)
Belchic: I can't believe how long I've been here. I'm so bored I'm making my own cross-word puzzles! Let's see, what can I do for seven down?
(A shadow peers over Belchic.)
Lucky's Voice: Belchic?
Belchic: (jumps and turns around in shock) Aahh! I'm not making an escape plan! I swear!
Cadpig's Voice: It's just us, Belchic.
Belchic: What? Someone brought me justice?
Rolly: No, Belchic. (pokes his head out) It's us!
Belchic: Rolly?
(Cadpig pokes her head out.)
Cadpig: I suppose you're surprised to see us?
Belchic: Cadpig? (looks upward) That means the other one must be Lucky.
Lucky: (tips his fedora up) Man, you're good.
Belchic: Hey, great costume, guys! Very ingenious, I might add. So what brings you guys here?
Cadpig: We're busting you out of here.
Belchic: Thanks! I'm bored out of my mind in this cell!
Lucky: These natives have you here for a reason.
Belchic: What reason is that?
Lucky: Look outside.
(Belchic looks outside and sees a group of natives with a bull dog of some type. They have a torch blower, which they use on the bull dog instantly turning him into a pile of dust.)
Belchic: Holy Chimmichanga! GET ME OUT OF HERE NOW!!!
Cadpig: The cage is locked, Lucky.
Rolly: What are we going to do?
Lucky: Don't worry. I'll think of something.
(A guard walks by with a key card in his hand. Lucky grabs him by the back of the neck.)
Guard: Hey! What do you think you're doing?
Lucky: (in a deep scratchy voice) Uh...trying to make you blow chunks?
Guard: No, no, no! You're supposed to smite them down in the abdominal area!
Lucky: (normal voice) Oh, you mean like this?
(Cadpig's hand comes out of the coat and socks the guard in the stomach.)
Guard: (in critical pain) Ooh! That's the last time I have a full meal for lunch! (He drops throwing his card into the air. Cadpig catches it when it gets to her.)
Lucky: Thank you.
(He swipes the card on the lock, and a blue screen comes up.)
Computer: Please enter access code.
Lucky: Umm...One oh one?
Computer: Access approved.
(The cage opens.)
Lucky: Wow.
Belchic: Alright, it worked! We can get out of here now...um, you can stop dancing now!
(Cut to the trio. Rolly seems to be dancing in some weird way.)
Lucky: (his voice is kind of bumpy) I don't know what the deal is here! Rolly, what are you doing?
(Cut to Rolly who is straining.)
Rolly: Grrff! Lucky, I really have to go potty!
(Back to Lucky.)
Lucky: Right now? Rolly, we gotta get out of here before the natives catch us!
(Back to Rolly.)
Rolly: I have to go so bad I can't move!
Cadpig: Rolly, the sooner we get out of here, the sooner you can go.
Rolly: In that case, let's scram!
(New Scene: Back on the farm. Spot is with Noggin who has his handheld device with him.)
Spot: What's taking them so long?
Noggin: They just got Belchic out of there. They're on their way.
Spot: Yes!
Noggin: Wait a minute...uh oh...
Spot: What do you mean, "uh oh"?
Noggin: I've lost the connection. My battery must have died.
Spot: Oh...now we'll have no way of knowing if they'll make it back until they do!
(A barking is heard off in the distance. Eventually, Belchic comes running up.)
Noggin: Belchic! You made it back!
Belchic: Heh heh! I'm too hot to use in a pot! I could have easily gotten out of there myself.
Lucky's Voice: Guess again.
(Lucky, Rolly and Cadpig enter still wearing their disguise.)
Lucky: You couldn't have possibly made it out without our help. We should earn some credit.
Rolly: (sticks his head out) But in the mean time, I've got some duty to take care of.
(Cadpig pounds Rolly on the head.)
Cadpig: Will you be quiet!
Noggin: Well, I tell ya...you all did a great job...Team Dearly!
Lucky: Huh. I kinda like that name.
(Lucky takes off the coat and throws it away. His hat flies off as well. The pups are still in totem pole form, and Rolly's knees are shaking.)
Lucky: To protect the farm from pests and fashions!
Rolly: To ignite all beings within our passions!
Lucky: To announce the meanings of hope and score!
Rolly: To extend our...(he looks like he's about to drop out)
Cadpig: WE CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!
Lucky: Team Dearly blasts off at the speed of light!
Rolly: (slowly dropping to the ground) Surrender now...surrender now, or prepare to...prepare to...pre...
Cadpig: (sighs) I think Rolly's had a little too much excitement for one day. Perhaps we should allow him a few illusions for a while.
Lucky: Or we could just get off him.
Cadpig: Sure. We can do that.
(Lucky jumps off of Cadpig, and then Cadpig jumps off of Rolly. Rolly instantly gets up like he's all better.)
Spot: Alright, now that we've gotten this all out of the way...
Lucky: Hold it! We're not going to stop right here, are we?
Belchic: What do you mean?
Lucky: Those natives are still over there. If they captured one of us dalmatians, they'll probably come after the rest of us! We can't let them get away with that!
Rolly: Huh?
Cadpig: Does that mean...?
Lucky: Yep. We've got to stop them.
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To be continued...
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