Yeah. Of course.
There used to be bandages in here.
- Hey, why don't we try your scarf?
- Good idea.
My pin, it's....
Must have happened
when that falcon smashed into me.
It was part of our nest when I was a baby.
I've had it my whole life.
It's the only thing I have left of my mother's.
Gee, that's too bad.
Yeah.
There. How's that?
That's much better, thank you.
So tell me, Stuart Little,
do you actually live here?
Oh, yeah. I'm a real Little. I'm the middle child.
The middle Little.
Cute.
So, where do you live?
- You know, here and there.
- You mean you don't have a home?
Once, we lived in a box. Well, not really a box.
It was one of those things
where people keep their jewelry, you know?
A jewelry box?
Yes! That's what it must have been.
A jewelry box.
It was wonderful.
Well, I've taken too much of your time.
I'd better go before it gets dark.
No, wait. You can't go out there.
Not while you're hurt. You should stay here.
I couldn't impose.
I mean, you'd really do that for me?
Sure, I have just the thing. I'll be right back.
- Meanwhile, you can use my cat's bed.
- You have a cat?
Don't worry about Snowbell.
He wouldn't hurt a fly.
Those flies really come back on you.
I try to eat right and yet I still feel bloated.
Maybe more food will help.
Hi there.
Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you!
Scare me? That's a laugh.
Hear that? That was a laugh.
Hairball. Major hairball.
And yet we continue to lick ourselves.
Unbelievable.
Hey, Snowbell. Meet Margalo.
She'll be staying with us for a while.
Staying? Are you out of your mind?
Stuart, you can't just drag stray birds in here.
Do you think this is a halfway house?
Look at her, she's filthy.
No offense. She could have germs.
And how do you know she's not a vagrant
or a thief? Get rid of her.
We're home. Sorry we're late.
- Little hi, Little low.
- Little hey, Little ho.
What the heck was that?
That's just how we greet each other.
Interesting.
Nauseating is more like it.
You're in for it now, missy.
Mother Little hates when animals
walk in here off the street.
When she sees this, she's going to throw a fit.
Such a pretty little birdie.
Maybe it's just my friends she hates.
- I found her.
- Found me? He did more than that.
He saved my life.
He did?
- From a falcon.
- What was that?
Stuart saved this little bird from a falcon.
A falcon? They are fierce creatures.
Why does the city have falcons?
That shouldn't be allowed. Write a letter.
On the other hand, we have a hero here.
Way to go, Stuart.
- Hey, Dad.
- What?
Silver lining.
It's a guy thing.
Is it?
Isn't it nice that Stuart has a friend?
I don't think Stuart thinks of her as a friend.
- What do you mean?
- I mean he's smitten.
He's infatuated. He's bedazzled.
Stuart? But he's a baby.
Boys start having crushes really young.
Frederick, did you have many crushes?
I'm still having one.
So, Margalo, can I get you anything else?
Whip you up an omelet? Pop you a tart?
Stuart, I'm full.
Full? You eat like a bird.
Come on, Stuart, time for school.
I'm not going to school.
I'm staying home to take care of Margalo.
Guess again. You are going to school,
and I'll take care of Margalo.
Look both ways when you cross the street...
...wear galoshes and, in art class,
don't run with scissors.
I'll get your backpack.
Mothers... You know.
- Well, I don't really know.
- No?
See, my mom just kind of one day...
...wasn't there anymore.
So you've been completely
on your own all your life?
- You bet.
- I'll bet it's been scary.
No, it's been an adventure.
I wish I had some adventures.
I'm only allowed to paint.
Hey, life is an adventure.
Just walking out that door is an adventure.
Come on, Stu. We're late.
Go for it, kid.
The adventure begins.
That feels like enough adventure for one day.
Hey, look! The Yankees won.
There we go.
Can you say, "Walk with Mommy"?
"Mommy"?
"Walk"?
Nothing.
Margalo, Martha and I are going out for
a