Boy, oh boy! Whopper, you gotta get some new dreams.
(rubbing her eyes) Yeah. I’m super glad that one’s done.
Now all we have to do is get you over your little ol’ fear of the dark.
No. That’s impossible. No way. Can’t be done, can it?
Cooler
Hey. That spooky jazz-a-rooney is just your imagination working overtime.
Cooler
It’s the place in your head where you make stuff up, and you got the wildest and wackiest imagination in the whole pound.
But I’m not making it up! It’s really dark and scary!
Whopper honey, the dark is just the same as daytime only with a little ol’ lights turned out.
Cooler
And I know just how we can prove it.
Finding gums for all the other puppies is as easy as gumdrops.
Cooler
(yawning) But now that Katrina is on vacation.
Are you sure you don’t want the little old night light, Whopper?
Nah. Tonight, Wonder Whopper is gonna have nothing but sweet dreams. Thanks to all my puppy pals. Goodnight, everybody. (turning off the lamp)
Cooler
Mother’s Day is that special date when you tell your mum she’s super great. Serving her breakfast on a tray says “I love you” in a wonderful way. But it’s not a gift or the size of amount. It’s the love that comes with it that makes it count. Yes. Mums are the best without any doubt, and that’s what Mother’s Day is all about.
I sure wish we had a mum to honor today.
But Nose Marie is just like our mum, isn’t she?
Yeah. This’ll be her nifty special day, cos we’ll do all the work for her.
We could call it Nose Marie Day! (howling)
Cooler
Say, Nose Marie, we have a surprise-aroo for you!
Not now, Cooler honey. That new little old pup named Freddie is loose upstairs and Katrina has him on the run.
Oh. This pampered life is boring.
Oh. Sounds like a certain sleepy head needs a nap.
(yawning) Yeah, but I can’t fall asleep with a bedtime story.
Then your all sit right back and listen, Freddie. Bedtime stories are my specialty. “Once Upon a little old Time…”
Stop! Don’t say another word.
It’s your day off, remember? We’re doing all your chores for you.
Including bedtime stories.
(pushing Nose Marie to the door) So go relax, Nose Marie.
Oh, fiddly dee! This relaxing is becoming downright exhausting. (sighs)
But who’s going to tell me a story?
(as an old man) The little old storyteller me. Oh, Freddie, my pup. Did I ever tell you about the time I barked at a kitty? Uh, no. I mean a tiger… No, no, no. Was the cat monsters from Mars?
Oh, by cracking! (imagining he was soaring across the milky way in his ship) Them on days. Well, there I was soaring across the street. No. The milky way. When suddenly, they attacked the monster cats. They bombarded my ship with giant killer furballs. Of course, I put up a food fight.
Take that, and that, and that! Oh, by cracking the fur was really flying. Yes, free! Oh, I thought it was a goner.
Cooler
You’re all gonna be goners if you don’t clean up this mess and pronto.
Sure thing, Cooler. Sorry.
This never happens when Nose Marie tells the story. (hoovering up the feathers) I wish Mother’s Day was over.
Yeah. Then Nose Marie could clean up this mess.
I dug the stinky yucky gunky hole. Nice and deep, Mommy Dearest.
With my Puppy-Eating Plant guarding the plant, no mongrel will ever escape again!
Puppies! Puppies! I love puppies!
Cooler
Whoa! That is one jumbo economy-sized vegetable.
Well, it’s been a long day, riding the range partner. And those cow pups are plumb. Dog-type took her out.
Which mean we’re bushed. How does Nose Marie do it every day?
Cooler
Beats the fleas out of me, but we have puppy proof of how important Nose Marie is to us. So let’s go tell her.
That might not be so easy. Nose Marie is gone!
She left a note. (reading) Dear gang. I’ve gone to get myself adopted. I just hope my new master likes me.
Like her? I love her. She’s the most wonderful puppy ever.
LMLisa’s Mom
Well then, I guess we’ll just have to take her to California with us.
LDLisa’s Dad
Come on, Lisa. We don’t wanna miss our flight.
(reading continuously) If all goes well, I’ll be flying to California today. I missed you all, but at least I’ll be with someone who needs me. Love Nose Marie.
(howls) This is awful. Nose Marie doesn’t think we need her.
And she’s leaving on a plane for California! Oh, what do we do?
Cooler
We have to stop her. Pound Puppies, let’s start pounding!
Cooler
Follow me, crew!
Puppies! Puppies! I love puppies! (picking them up)
Stop it, you overgrown ruta eater! Put them down!
(singing) The icky-poo puppies are gonna be munched! Gonna be munched! Gonna be munched! The icky-poo puppies are gonna be munched! The plant has caught them all!
Cooler
Eat your puds off us, you overgrown salad bar!
Oh! Now I know why you should eat vegetables, so they eat you!
Oh, I just love little puppies! Love them, love them, love them!
Cooler
Well, what do you know? He does love puppies. (laughs)
What?! You’re supposed to eat them, not love them, you-you weed!
The only things I eat are people and kitty-cats who are mean to puppies!
Cooler
To the airport-a-rooney and step on it!
There are some things that even I won’t eat! Ugh!
FRFlight Recorder
Will all passengers please fasten your seat belts and prepare for take-off?
Are you all ready to go, Nose Marie?
As ready as I’ll ever be, Lisa.
FRFlight Recorder
Flight Niner five to Los Angeles requests our clearance for take-off.
P1Pilot #1
Oh, hold the phone, Flight Niner five. We have unauthorized personnel on the runway.
P2Pilot #2
Correction. We have unauthorized dogs on the runway.
(Imitating siren noise) Hey! Pull over!
FRFlight Recorder
There’s going to be a short delay, folks. We have a bunch of dogs blocking our take-off.
What are you all doing here?
Cooler
Nose Marie! Don’t leave us, kiddo! I need you!
HBHowler, Bright Eyes and Whopper
We need you!
The puppy pound just wouldn’t be the same without you.
I missed you, southern fried goodness!
Cooler
Absitively posolutely!
Nose Marie, what’s going on? Oh. Is Nose Marie your dog?
Well, kind of. You see, we really need her help with the pound.
Well, how about another puppy who’s just as nice and cute? Hi. My name’s Freddie.
Oh. Freddie, you’re perfect.
Cooler
Whoa. The only way to beat this heat is to think cool thoughts. Like cooler is cool, ice is cool, the lagoon is cool.
I’m really sick about poor little old Thunderhawk.
He’s drinking more water than the otter. He can’t stand the heat!
Cooler
What’s the temp up to now, Whopper?
It’s a hundred… a thou… No. A mid-air of core diamond degree!
Howler, can you tell us why the heat is hitting Thunderhawk so super-duper hard?
(howling) The Computer-Pupter should give us the answer.
CPComputer-Pupter
Thunderhawk’s problem is, he’s hot! He’s hot! He’s hot!
Cooler
We know he’s hot, but why is he hotter than the rest of us hotshots?
I think I have the answer. (looking at the book) It says here. Thunderhawk’s the Siberian Husky. These dogs thrive best in a cold climate. They love ice and snow.
Cooler
Then what we have to do is get this puparoo a master with an igloo.
Puppy Power, do your stuff. Find a place that’s cold enough.
Cooler
(to Thunderhawk) A master with a freezing home. Someplace maybe north of Nome?
In Alaska, same time zone is Santa Claus.
Hey, Nahook. Nice sled! You gonna be in the race on Saturday?
Nah. I still don’t have a dog. How can I race?
Well, maybe you can pull the sled yourself. Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Very funny, Oran. (sighs)
I can be Nahook’s sled dog.
And Nahook could be your new ever loving master.
Together, we can win any race.
Cooler
Pups and puppets, we’re snowbound hounds! Alaskey, here we come!
Air mailing ourselves to Alaska is a super-nifty idea, Cooler!
But, kids, please, don’t try this at all.
Cooler
I just hope I haven’t already seen the inflight movie.
(Off-screen) There they are!
Those walking float mongrels won’t get away from me! Grab them!
Cooler
Let’s hit the friendly skies, guys!
Gotcha! No! Let go of me!
Take your gunky hands off me! Eww! Icky!
No! Get me out of here! Let me out I say! Where are we going?!
Star light, star bright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might. Have this wish I wish tonight. I wish I had a dog to pull my sled to victory.
Who in the world are you?
I’m Santa Whopper, and I bought you a present.
Hi. My name is Thunderhawk. You need a sled up for the big race?
And I’m your pup. (he licks Nahook)
Aww! Thunderhawk finally has a loving master to care for him!
Now listen, Thunderhawk, I want to win that race tomorrow.
Great! We’re gonna leave Oran in the slush.
Cooler
Whoa. Looks like winning a race is the only thing those who care about.
Welcome, Musketeers, to the Junior Cross Country Dog Sled Race. All teams report to the starting line.
(howls) Ready for the big event, Thunderhawk?
No problem. We’re gonna win for sure.
Well, just as long as you have fun, darling.
Hey, look! Nahook has a dog! Sort of puny dog, innit? (laughing)
Oh, yeah? Well, we’ll see who’s laughing when I cross the finish line first.
Cooler
Whoa! Chill out, Nahook. You got to remember. Winning isn’t everything.
You’re right, Cooler. Winning isn’t everything. It’s the only thing.
Musketeers, on your marks, get set…
We’re behind you all the way!
(howls) Check out who’s behind us! Katrina Stoneheart!
Full speed ahead! (laughs evilly)
Cooler
Crew, I believe this is a cute and discadoo!
Cooler
Howdy-up-aroo!
In a pound pup open sleigh
O’er the fields we go
Barking all the way (barking)
KBKatrina and Brattina
Trouble beaver trap
Makes up smart or shrap
I’ll take down the puppy pound
Makes that lots of fun
Oh! Pound Puppies, Pound Puppies
Barking all the way
What a brach always fast
In a pound pup open sleigh
KBKatrina and Brattina
Pound Puppies, Pound Puppies
There’s no place to run
What a tree the pups are beast
Doggy days are gone
Cooler
Quick, we’ll sneakaroo out the back way.
Cooler
Keep running and don’t look back!
And more importantly, don’t look down.
Cooler
Nose Marie, I believe the next line is yours.
Well, thank you, Cooler honey. (clears throat) HELP!!