Now it's time for
the best present of all.
It's something for you and George.
Stand next to Stuart.
This is something that gave
your father and me...
...hours of enjoyment when we were
young brothers...
...just Like you and Stuart.
This bail...
...belonged to your
great-great-grandfather...
...Jedediah Little.
Remember, Frederick,
those Long summer days playing catch?
Take your brother outside
and toss around the old horsehide.
Yeah, what do you say, George?
You ready?
Are you all nuts?
Bicycles and bowling balls?
How's he gonna toss a baseball?
How's he gonna do any of those things?
He's not my brother. He's a mouse.
- Time to go.
- Excellent idea.
What, what? Where?
Did I hurt you? What's the matter?
I just wanted to ask you something,
but you were already asleep.
- What did you wanna ask?
- About my real family.
You know, the ones I Look Like.
He hates us.
We've never been hated before.
No, it's not that.
It's not that at all.
It's just that...
...something's missing.
I feel an empty space inside me...
...and I want to know
what was there before.
You have an empty space.
That's so sad.
Oh, dear. I hope I haven't left you
dismayed and disappointed.
- No, don't, no.
- No.
We don't feel dismayed
and disappointed.
Not at all.
Are you sure?
We're certain, Stuart.
And if you want us to, we'll find out
about your real parents.
Well, good night, then.
Out of the question.
It's against the rules.
Besides, it's very hard to track
mouse families.
They're not very good with paperwork.
But he has an empty space.
Are there problems with Stuart?
Problem...? No, not at all.
- Well, there's been a few...
- Difficulties.
Difficulties?
Well, Like the cat trying to eat him
when we first brought him home.
He spat the boy out, of course,
in one heck of a jiffy.
Mrs. Keeper...
He wants to know about his family. Any
child would have questions about that.
Yes.
Hey, Snow?
I know that you and I got off
on the wrong paw.
I just wanted to see if we could
start out fresh.
You know? Clean slate.
What do you say? Wanna be friends?
No.
Okay, then.
He's playing with my head.
He's trying to psych me out.
Sick Little rodent!
Snow, let me in!
I'm starving! What's in the dish?
Oh, no. Monty the Mouth.
If he sees Stuart, it'll be
all over the neighborhood.
Go away! There's no food.
Please.
I'm not picky, as Long as
it ain't meat Loaf.
That stuff gives me gas,
something awful.
Sorry, it's meat Loaf.
Beggars can't be choosers.
Load me up and light a match.
No, Monty. Stop.
You don't wanna do that.
I eat from garbage cans,
drink from pubic toilets.
Like a Little gas will bother me.
No, wait. Don't!
Oh, great. What am I gonna
tell him now?
Monty, I can explain.
Explain what?
Explain that you should
stuff your face.
Oh, thanks.
I don't wanna rush you,
but you have to Leave.
The Littles are due back, and they
don't Like strange cats in the house.
Not that you're strange.
Snow, what's wrong with you?
Nothing.
You're the one acting strange.
What is it? Worms? Fleas?
Yeah, you Look pale.
Maybe you should see a vet.
A vet? What a swell idea.
Do you know one?
I'm not happy with mine.
He makes us wait,
and his hands are cold.
What was that?
What was what?
What was that... What?
Well, I hate to eat and run.
No, please. By all means, run.
Run Like the wind!
Phew, that was gross.
Snow, I almost forgot to thank you.
What the...?
Oh, no.
Oh, my pants.
They're putting
some wild prizes in there.
Hello. You must be
a friend of Snowbell's.
- I'm Stuart.
- Aren't you gonna run?
Why?
Because you're a mouse.
I'm not just a mouse.
I'm also a member of this family.
A mouse with a pet cat.
A mouse with a pet cat!
I guess that is pretty funny.
Pretty funny?! I'm gonna wet my fur!
A mouse with a pet cat!
Your new Little master.
Wait till the boys hear about this.
The humiliation.
I'm gonna kill you!
Come back here!
All right. No