you.
A gathering? What should I wear?
It doesn't matter. Wear anything.
-Is it formal?
-Just put something on!
Why is Mom crying?
Mom? I'm not angry at you
for putting me up for adoption.
And now that I'm a Stout again, I'll
always be here to take care of you.
Because that's what families do.
Mom, they take care of each other.
Tell him the truth!
You made a deal with a cat?
He had us cornered
at the bottom of the cup.
It was curtains.
So you agreed to pose as my parents?
You lied and cheated?
You took me away from the Littles
just when we were all so happy?
Yes!
That's wonderful.
I think you missed something.
That's why I've been feeling sad.
That's why I keep thinking of them!
I'm not a Stout. I'm a Little!
I'm Stuart Little!
I'm Stuart Little!
Stuart, please.
You have to listen to us.
The cats decided
you’re too fisky to keep around.
They ordered us
to hand you over.
As your fake father,
I order you to fun.
-I'll go home.
-Home?
That's miles from here. And every cat
in the city is looking for you.
Besides, you could get lost.
No, I can't.
Every Little in the world
can find the Little house.
Bye, fake father!
Goodbye, fake mother!
Goodbye, fake son.
Goodbye, Stuart.
I'm gonna miss that boy.
I'm gonna miss that car.
-Well, I think we have to--
-Tell him.
-Who has the glue?
-I'm the glue man.
What's going on?
-We’re making posters.
-We'll put them up all over the city.
They describe Stuart
and offer a reward.
Isn't it wonderful?
It was all George’s idea.
Never stop trying. Right, Dad?
Listen, I'm afraid
this isn't gonna work.
Why not?
Frederick.
Because there’s no picture.
We need a picture of Stuart.
The family photo.
Smokey. Hey, Smokey!
Keep it down.
It's me, Lucky.
I just heard from the Brooklyn cats.
Bad news. The Stouts squealed.
I knew those mice were fats.
The kid's on his way home.
What do we do?
No problem. He's gotta go
through the park, fight?
Let's meet him
and have ourselves a picnic.
Great. I'll bring herring.
Moron! The mouse is the picnic.
Every Little in the world
can find the Little house.
I'm a Little. I'm a Little.
I'm a little lost.
How you doing?
You must be Stuart.
-Actually, I must be going.
-What's your hurry, Murray?
Yeah, where are you going, Murray--
Stuart? What's his name?
Come back, you little fat!
-He's getting away!
-Lucky, Red, get him!
-He's going backwards!
-He's a hell of a driver!
-Go, go, go, go!
-We got him!
I got him, Smokey.
Yeah, I got him.
The only thing that you guys got
are big mouths.
So shut up and fun!
-Geronimo!
-Banzai!
We got him now!
-I got him! I got him!
-Get him, Red!
I hope he runs out of gas!
I hope you do.
-Run in the back.
-I can't help it.
I have a nervous stomach.
And I have an empty stomach!
Now get that mouse!
Did you see that? Damn.
Nobody could've survived that.
Yeah, the mouse is sleeping
with the fishes.
Long, wet nap.
The sewer fat's alive! After him!
No way. I'm a cat.
I don't do water.
Red, you go.
You want to do water,
hire a spaniel.
I don't believe this. What are you
guys, a bunch of house cats?
Oh, no! Oh, deaf.
Oh, deaf.
Crenshaw, Tina, Uncle Stretch,
you go uptown.
Cover as many streets as you can.
Edgar, Beatrice, Spencer,
you take downtown.
Every side street and back alley.
Estelle.
You better go with them.
Where do I go?
You come with us.
We'll circle the park.
I made it.
I can't believe it. I'm home.
Mom! Dad!
I'm coming!
It's me, Stuart! I'm back!
Where is everybody?
There’s nobody else here.
It's just you and me, kid.
Where’d they go?
Movies, I think.
Movies?
Since you left,
it's just movies, parties...
...roller-skating, amusement parks.
They’re having the time
of their lives.
-They are?
-Oh, sure.
I hate to have to tell you this,
but they’re celebrating.
Celebrating what?
Can't you guess?
No.
They were just so happy
to get fid of you.
That's a lie!
I don't believe that.
Oh,