me...
I know. But every cloud has a silver lining.
Doesn't that make them kind of heavy?
No, it's an expression, Stuart.
The thing about being a Little is
that you can look at any situation...
...no matter how bleak, how hopeless...
...and still see the bright side. The silver lining.
Like in this situation,
the silver lining would be...
Help me, Dad, because I'm struggling.
George has found a new friend.
So you could find a new friend, too.
You're a lot better at this than I am.
I've been a Little a lot longer than you have.
You'll get the hang of it.
Meantime, keep your chin up...
...your back straight and your heart open.
- Then what?
- One step at a time.
And Canada is separate
from the United States because...
...Canadians like to be alone.
Review tomorrow, test on Friday.
And please take your leftover lunches with you.
My husband is tired of me coming home
smelling like salami.
Tony, would you like to come over
to my house this afternoon?
Sorry, pal. I've got karate.
Hey, Mark.
Guitar lessons.
Some of the guys are going over to Will's house
to play basketball.
Can I come?
They didn't exactly mention
that you were invited.
Oh, that's okay. I'm busy anyway.
Just tell Mum I walked you home.
I owe you one.
Sure.
Whoa!
Miss?
Miss?
Are you alive?
She's alive.
Out of the way, please.
Injured bird coming through!
What's going on?
My wing.
Where am I? Hey! Where's the falcon?
What falcon?
That falcon! Drive! Get out of here!
Oh, my!
Get lost, you disgusting vulture!
Eat my feathers, you vile buzzard!
Do we really want to antagonize him?
Oh, boy, we've got a problem.
No, you can make it. Don't slow down.
You did it.
Yeah. I did.
So, who do I have to thank?
Forgive me. My name is Stuart. Stuart Little.
I'm Margalo. Just Margalo.
Margalo.
You're so strong. Are you an athlete?
Well, yeah.
I play a little soccer...
...fly airplanes...
...race boats.
You can put me down now.
My legs are fine. It's my wing that's hurt.
Oh. 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.
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?
You can't just drag stray birds in here.
Do you think this is a halfway house?
Look, she's filthy.
No offence. 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.