(Annabelle appears on the tin box or whatever it is)
Annabelle. Gee, what a treat.
Ooh. This is another mission, right?
(Charlie launches a pickle at the box with a spoon)
Yes, Itchiford. One of the Flea Bite regulars, eh-heh-hem... needs your help.
Oh, yeah? Oh, I hope it's that cute Pekingese up there.
No. It's a cute female down there. (points downward under the table)
(A "cute female" under the table is a gray mouse with a pink pouch)
(A drop of ketchup falls from the table into Moxie's path, but she dodges)
Moxie
Whoa! Hey, jerk! Why don't you slop on someone your own size?
A mouse? Who cares about a measly mouse?
(As soon as Moxie, a shrunken Charlie, and a shrunken Itchy, have reached where Moxie lives, Moxie catches her children playing with a piece of Styrofoam)
Moxie
Uh! Oh! Oh no no! I thought I told you little squeaks not to play with Styrofoam.
Hey, hey, hey. Lighten up, lady. They're only kids.
Moxie
Hey, listen, hydrant face. If one of my babies eats Styrofoam, it stays in their tummy forever. That stuff lasts for over 500 years.
(Moxie reaches into her pouch for a wad of paper and gives it to her children)
Moxie
Here. Play with this. Paper's safe.
(Charlie is about to quit the mission after what he's been through)
(on some kind of clock) Charles, I've never known you to be a quitter.
Look, Annabelle, I've been gassed, slimed, washed away, stepped on, steam-cleaned. This is not my idea of a good time.
(He walks away)
No? Then think about the mice. They live with this every day.
Then why don't they just move away?
(Annabelle reappears on another monitor)
You can't get away from pollution. It's everywhere.
(She snaps, and the monitor changes to a video of toxic paint dripping from an aqueduct with a city in the background)
It's not just a problem for mice.
(This changes to an image of a spilled bucket of paint above ground with the underground beneath, with some red paint dripping through the soil, but Charlie makes shadow puppets over it)
The Earth is like a sponge that soaks everything in.
(Now it changes to some water underground turning green)
It seeps down to the groundwater...
(The bottom of an open pipe underneath the green groundwater is seen)
... then pumps pull the groundwater right back up into the city.
(Charlie stops the shadow puppets when we see a clip of Itchy filling a water dish with paint-tainted water from the hose, and then Charlie laps it up with his tongue)
You and Itchy drink water that has Carface's poisons in it.
(The clip then changes to Charlie and Itchy sitting while coughing, and soon back to Annabelle's image)
Wait a minute. You mean, that paint, going down the drain, I, I'm-- (gasps) Carface! No way am I gonna let you poison me! Thanks, Annabelle!
(He sees Moxie and Itchy sitting and moping)
Hey, what are you two sitting around for? We've got a machine to shut down!
Moxie
Why is he doing this? I've been nothing but sassy with him.
That's probably why. Charlie loves a challenge.
Hey, hey. No more trashy lifestyle for moi. It's bad for the little critters.
GGerta
What's gotten into you?
Eh, you know, I'm a new, sensitive mutt.
GGerta
Don't look now, Mr. "Sensitive", but that Pekingese is givin' ya goo-goo eyes.
(She walks away)
Moxie
Hurry it up, Charlie. I hate this mushy stuff.
Come on. Just one more minute, Mox, and then I'll have that Pekingese eating out of my hand, too.
Moxie
Okay, okay. Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.