you've been
here as long as I have.
Let's face it. Not everyone
wants to adopt someone like me.
You shouldn't worry about choosing.
It happens the same way every time.
First, you won't know what to do.
You'll be a bit scared.
Then you'll meet one of them.
You'll talk to him.
Somehow...
...you just know.
Are you quite certain you’re prepared
to handle his uniqueness?
Oh, my, yes.
His uniqueness is a perfect fit
for the Little family.
Mr. and Mrs. Little,
we try to discourage couples...
...from adopting children
outside their own...
...species.
It rarely works out.
Well, it will in this case.
Bye, Stuart!
Bye! We'll miss you!
So what do I call you?
-Mom.
-And Dad.
We haven't told you the best news.
You have a brother.
Named George.
A brother!
-What do I call him?
-George.
Well, Stuart, here we are,
the family home.
They say every Little
can find this house.
Even if they've never been here.
It's just something inside them.
Something inside.
So would you like a tour?
I don't have any money.
That's Uncle Crenshaw,
Cousin Edgar, Grandpa Spencer.
That's Aunt Beatrice...
...and that's George, your brother.
Look, he's already happy to see me.
That's just about everybody,
except for--
Snowbell! Drop him right now!
You spit Stuart out this instant.
Stuart, are you all right?
Wait!
I'm fine.
You must never harm Stuart.
Understand?
Never, of out you'll go, Mr. Snow.
Stuart is family now.
We do not eat family members.
Mom, Dad, I'm home!
Is my brother here?
-He certainly is.
-Where is he?
He's here.
Stuart, this is George.
George, this is Stuart,
your new brother.
No. Really?
Really, George.
This is your new brother.
You look somewhat like a mouse.
Yeah, well, I am somewhat
like a mouse.
I see.
I have to go.
Is it just me, or did he seem
a little disappointed?
Well, he's always
a little tired after school.
Perks up around dinner time.
Meat loaf is delicious, dear.
Cajun.
Shall we get to know
each other a little?
George? Don't you have anything
you wanna ask Stuart?
Sure, George. Go ahead.
I'm an open book.
Ask me anything, the first thing
that pops into your head.
Could you pass the gravy?
-Your new bedroom.
-We hope you like it.
Sure its roomy.
Good night, Mom.
Good night, Dad.
Good night, son.
Good night, sweetie.
Nice kitty.
Nice kitty. Pretty kitty.
Are you cozy?
Yes, thanks.
I'm quite comfortable.
All I've got to sleep on is a fag,
you little fat!
You seem tense.
Tense? I'm way past tense.
Well, maybe I can help.
What do you like?
Can I scratch your ears?
I could fur your tummy.
How'd you like to fur it
from the inside?
I'm confused. I thought
that's what you do with a pet.
A pet? I am not your pet!
I'm a cat. You’re a mouse.
You should live in a hole.
This is my family.
Can't we share them?
Read my fluffy pink lips: No.
I can't believe this.
I'm arguing with lunch.
Stay away from the windows.
The other cats find out about this,
I'm ruined.
I gotta relax.
Where’s my tinkle ball?
George?
-Time to get up.
-Okay, Mom.
Stuart, you too.
Okay, Mom.
George, I'm trying to get
the laundry started.
In the laundry chute, please!
Thank you.
Oh, dear.
Mom! Hello! Mom!
It's Stuart! I'm in
the washing machine. Mom!
Hello, Mom!
Where are you going?
-That's odd.
-What is?
-I thought someone was at the door.
-You look beautiful, dear.
Honey, should we talk
to George before you go?
-About what?
-About Stuart.
He hasn't exactly
embraced the situation.
Snowbell! Thank goodness you’re here.
I'm locked in the washer!
Can you help me?
Can you turn this thing off?
Why would I turn it off?
It's my favourite show.
That's funny.
That's funny, Snowbell.
-You can't leave me!
-Talk to the butt.
Where are you going?
I've gotta stare at traffic,
yawn, lick myself.
And believe me, that could
take hours if you do it right.
Ciao!
Are you sure that
Stuart is happy here?
He's having the time of his life.