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 public 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 more Mr. Nice Kitty. You! You can't go in there. That's George's room! Come back. Come on out. I won't hurt you. I just wanna show you something. What are you doing here? I just thought I'd drop in. Did you build these? Me and my dad. This is incredible. It's like being in a real live Western. Howdy, partner. Draw, you lily-livered, yellow-bellied son-of-a-one-eyed-prairie-dog. I'm trying to concentrate. Sorry. Is that a train? What's it look like, picklehead? Could we play with it? Please, please, please? Help! Somebody help me! Help! Please! Somebody help me! -Thank you very much. Thank you. -You're crazy. I have an idea. Hop in. A roadster. Go ahead, check it out. Stuart, what's wrong? Nothing... It's the first time I've fit in since I got here. What's that? Oh, that. That's the Wasp. She is beautiful. -But she's not finished. -When are you gonna finish it? Well, me and my dad were building her, but I decided to stop. How come? I'm too little for a race like that. Little? You're not little. Well, not to me. Stuart, you've never seen one of these races. There's hundreds of people there. Everybody from school. I mean... ...what if you lost? At least you'll have been somewhere. Come on, George. What do you say? Let's get started. You know... ...I'm not sure I want a brother. How about a friend? I guess I can always use a friend. -George? -Yes, Dad? Have you seen Stuart? He's down here with me. What are you doing to him? He's helping me finish the Wasp. That's wonderful, son. That's terrific. Can't race her ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Броненосец Потёмкин на английском - текст Бетховен на английском - текст Миссис Минивер на английском - текст Братья и сёстры семьи Тода на английском - текст Наваждение на английском |