Bright Eyes, peel me a grape.
Bright Eyes
Sorry. My hands are full.
Oh! I just wonder if this statue of me is going to be big enough.
Bright Eyes
It’s so big. They’ll never find a place for all the stone chips.
Bright Eyes, never bother a king with tiny details!
Bright Eyes
Nope. No honey up here.
No honey down here either.
Oh, no! You guys! Looking for the biscuit box again, huh?
Bright Eyes
Nope. We’re looking for honey. We want to find out how puppies are born.
What’s honey got to do with puppies?
You know, cos of the birds and bees. (imitating buzzing noise)
I think you’re both confused.
Bright Eyes
Then unconfuse us, Holly.
Yeah, tell us where puppies come from.
Well, the birds and the bees are myth, just like the stork.
A big bird with a long beak.
It stands on one long leg.
And some folks say “Stork drops the baby bundles of joy down the chimney.”
(Off-screen) Holly, where’s that whipped cream?
Coming! (getting some whipped cream out of the fridge) I’ll explain later, guys. Lucy’s waiting.
I just got one question. What’s a myth?
Bright Eyes
I think the girl is a myth and the boy is a mister.
Oh! Look at me! Look at me!
Bright Eyes
There weren’t any puppies in that honey, so let’s not stick around.
Yeah. She’s sticking around for everybody.
Whoa! Brattina, you ninny! Not me! Get those dogs!
(Off-screen) I’m trying, Mommy Dearest! I’m trying!
BEBright Eyes and Whopper
(yelping)
Ouch! Ouch! Brattina, what are you doing?! Pull up! Pull UP!
It’s been nice doing you, Bright Eyes!
We may have to put a leash on you two.
What were you two little dickens doing up there?
Bright Eyes
We wanted to see the puppies arrive.
We saw the stork but we couldn’t find any bundles.
Bright Eyes
And the puppies weren’t in the honey. Oh, it’s all kind of confusing!
So, tell us again real slow. How are puppies born?
We’ll do better than tell you. We’ll show you.
Okay, the time has come! She’s having them!
Oh! Aren’t they beautiful?
The cutest little things I’ve ever seen.
Bright Eyes
And it came from the mama’s tummy! Oh, it’s amazing!
So that’s how puppies are born! Oh, boy! What won’t they think of next?
So, gang, how goes the puppy-sitting biz?
WBWhopper and Bright Eyes
We quit.
Bright Eyes
All they do is fight, fight, fight.
Yeah, and after they’re done, they fight some more.
Cooler, before we get these pups adopted, we have to shake them up.
(referring to three puppies) Yeah. Or tie them up.
If only they could work together on something. (having an idea) Like a party! We could toss a surprise party for Lucy and Rusty.
Why don’t we just toss the pups instead?
Candy, Mandy and Andy could help plan a party and learn all about teamwork.
(kissing Nose Marie) Nose Marie, you’re a genius.
Bright Eyes
Alright, puppies. Let’s get busy. We have balloons to blow up, create paper to hang and signs to paint.
Get your paws off those paints!
Let me handle this, ma’am.
This is police chief Whopper, ordering you to hand over those paints on the double!
Oh, that does it! 30 days in the doghouse for you three!
Alright, Candy, Mandy and Andy. I want you all to help me whip up a cake for the big party with your mum and dad get back. And when we’re done, I’ll let ya all lick the spoon.
(coughing) No, puppies! We’re supposed to work together. (coughing again)
Come back here with that spoon!
Yeah! We got to lick it too!
You’ll never lick this spoon!
CMCandy and Mandy
Let’s get him!
RARed Alert Pup
Red Alert! Pups on the loose! Red Alert! Pups on the loose!
Oh, no! The puppies went upstairs!
Bright Eyes
Katrina’s sure to catch them!
Pound Puppies, let’s start pounding!
You’ll never lick this spoon! Not in a million years!
No, but we’re gonna lick you!
(gasps) What’s this? There’s a crummy dog loose in the yard!
CMCandy, Mandy and Andy
(gasp)
It’s round-up time. (laughs maniacally)
(Off-screen) Katrina’s about to do in those poor little poochies!
Oh, no she won’t! Not after I bow-wower with a little of my patented puppy love.
Rope them, Mommy Dearest! Rope them!
(laughs evilly) What?! Doggy drool!
CMCandy, Mandy and Andy
Let’s get out of here!
I’ll rope that icky-poo Cooler, Mommy Dearest!
Not me, you crazy contraption! Ah! Let me go!
Quick! Take the pups back downstairs!
(sighs) One kiss from Cooler, and any woman goes wild. (laughs)
Brattina, don’t just stand there! Untie me!
Eww! No way! A yucky puppy kissed you. Double icky-poo!
Bright Eyes
Well, thanks to a little bit of teamwork. Candy, Mandy and Andy are just jim-dandy.
And when it comes to teamwork, we Pound Puppies are our winning team.
(cheering) We are No. 1, hey! We are No. 1, hey! We are No. 1, HEY!
Quiet, you walking free bark! (letting them out of the truck) And stop frolicking. I hate frolicking. Now get your tails in those cages!
And I never want to see or hear any one of you dogs again.
Wha? Runaway pup! Sick him, Brattina!
Eww! Come back here, you stinky smelly pup!
You’re going to get it for this, dog! Not even Cooler can help you!
Game time, puppy dumplings! (releasing the puppies)
And here’s the kick-off-a-rooney! (kicking the football in the air)
Bright Eyes
(cheering) Pushing back! Pushing back! Way back!
Yuck! Help, Mommy Dearest! They’re getting doggy drool all over me! Eww!
(blowing his whistle) Drool, little ferret!
Relax, fella. Katrina fumbled the ball. We win!
Well, this game’s history, team. Let’s hit the showers!
Bright Eyes
(singing) Hmmm, red, yellow, green and blue. I’m painting a rainbow just for you.
Hey! What are you painting?
Bright Eyes
Gosh! It was a rainbow, but now I’ll call it spilled ketchup on a striped tablecloth.
Sorry. (to Bob) Bob, you shouldn’t sneak up on people like that.
Bright Eyes
Gee! Is there really someone there?
Sure. He’s just invisible. Hey, maybe you can paint him.
Bright Eyes
How if I can’t even see him?
Oh, yeah. Well, then Bob wants to paint you.
Bright Eyes
Me? An artist model? Bow, oh wow. I’ll pose as a ballerina. Okay. Paint me.
There, you’re painting. Ha-ha!
Bright Eyes
That’s not the teeny weeniest bits funny.
You’re right. What a joke to play on such a nice puppy. Bob says he’s sorry.
Bright Eyes
That makes two of us.
So this is the Hall of Puppy Power. What happens now?
It’s every pup’s dream come true. A happy home and loving master.
Hey, that’s me! And who’s that? Is that gonna be my master?
(Off-screen) Well, maybe. But if a puppy does things like snitching cookies.
Bright Eyes
(Off-screen) Or playing practical jokes.
(Off-screen) Or fooling with things he shouldn’t.
That puppy will never get a master. It’ll be a pound bound hound.
You see, Buddy, we know you did all those things and we know Bob isn’t real.
What? He is too real and he’s a better friend than any of you guys. (storming off)
Whoa. Took it pretty hard.
(Off-screen) Well, you are kinda rough on him.
(becoming visible) After all, he does believe in me. He wasn’t lying on purpose.
Bright Eyes
And you can talk!
And you’re a dinosaur! Neato!
What were you expecting? A giant bunny rabbit?
Hey. Quit yanking my leash. You’re not real. So, uh, how can we see you?
Puppy Power made me visible. Up till now, I’ve only lived in Buddy’s mind. You see, Buddy’s been all alone since he was born. So he made me up. We play together, but I’m just pretend. Buddy needs a real friend.
Somewhere, there must be a boy who needs a friend like Buddy.
You know, I have a cousin who’s the make-believe friend of a lonely boy named Colin.
Ooh! Tell us everything, Bob-a-loo.
Well, you see, Colin was that something that was about… (whispers)
The Dirty Bowl Patrol is on a roll with a help of the Wonder Whopper!
Bright Eyes
Thanks for pitching in, Jerry!
So when do we start having fun around here?
Bright Eyes
As soon as all our work’s done.
Yeah. We have a million… zillion… no, a gazillion chores to do. Yeah. (imagining he can polish the Statue of Liberty and mop up the moon) Every chore in the world. In fact, we have to polish the Statue of Liberty. No. The Liberty Bell. Yeah, we have to mop up the moon. Yeah, the moon’s a mess. The monsters, they’re total slobs.
Hey! Blue, what happened to Jerry?
BBlue
He said he had something really important to do.
(skateboarding away) Catch ya later, guys!
Yeah. Skateboarding’s pretty important stuff.
Yahoo! Anyone else coming in for a dip?
BEBright Eyes and Whopper
No thanks.
Yuck! What gifts with the swimming hole?
Bright Eyes
Some garbage fell in.
And cleaning up is no fun. I mean who likes doing chores?
This whole place is no fun anymore. Come on, Blue. Let’s get outta here.
Bright Eyes
Your nifty new home!
With some folks who really want you.
JMJerry’s Mom
Jerry, you’re late. Oh, we were so worried.
Mom, dad! It’s great to be home! Oh! And this is Blue. He’s from the puppy pound. Can I keep him?
JDJerry’s Dad
Well, I don’t wanna wind up being the one who takes care of him.
Don’t worry, dad. I promise I’ll do all my chores from now on, and that includes taking care of Blue.
JDJerry’s Dad
Okay then, Blue. Welcome to the family.
Well, gang, our chores are done, and you know what that means?