everyone,
to the 92nd annuaI...
...CentraI Park Boat Race...
...undoubtedIy modeI racing's
most prestigious event.
ChiIdren from aII over New York
gather here every year...
...to see whose boat wiII prevaiI.
Who wiII win the race and take home
the magnificent trophy?
Anchor up?
Check.
Stays aII battened?
Check.
Rudder?
Check.
SaiI?
Check.
They're doing checks.
George, Stuart,
wouId you Iike a hot dog?
Check.
And from Manhattan's
Upper West Side...
...the Wasp,
piIoted by George LittIe.
Everything appears to be in shipshape.
But to be on the safe side,
I'II check the huII for Ieaks.
Oh, no. Anton.
Gee, George, what did you do?
Get that out of a cereaI box?
I'm gIad you're here, George.
Someone's gotta finish Iast.
I don't Iike that chiId.
AII set to get under way.
It's time to get those boats
in the water and grab your remote.
Stuart, get the remote.
Ayeaye, captain.
Doesn't she Iook great?
Are you okay?
Maybe we shouId go home.
Why?
I'm not wearing my Iucky underwear.
You don't have Iucky underwear.
Maybe we shouId get some
and then come back for another race.
Listen, I know how worried you are
about Iosing, beIieve me.
But you know what we say?
The thing that matters...
...is to never stop trying. Okay?
That's the spirit.
Everyone to your pIaces.
The race is about to start.
Where's Stuart?
Look out, sir!
Stuart, are you hurt?
What happened?
It was my fauIt. I couIdn't grip it.
Nice going, Captain Loser.
George, wait.
Oh, honey.
Everything wiII be aII right.
No, it won't.
Maybe we couId fix it.
A IittIe gIue. Who'II know?
Mom.
This is awfuI. Our first famiIy outing.
I ruined everything.
WeII, you know, Stuart...
...these things happen.
But what about George?
I'II be right back.
George, you know what?
Because we can't be in the race doesn't
mean our famiIy outing has to be ruined.
AII boats to your marks.
Ready, and....
And the race is on.
I think we shouId just go home.
The saiIs are fuII and
There's a mouse on that boat?
What are you doing?
SaiIing. I hope.
Stuart, come back here.
I can't.
Why not?
I don't know how!
The pIayers are jockeying
for position.
Frederick, I don't Iike this one bit.
Your mother doesn't Iike this.
I'm okay, Mom!
Go, Stuart!
Tighten the mainsaiI!
What's a mainsaiI?
Move!
Come on, Stuart!
Gee, George, you aII done crying?
Yeah.
You aII done being a jerk?
No.
Don't worry, George!
I won't Iet you down!
Away those boats are saiIing....
Frederick, what if he faIIs?
Remember, he's quite a fine swimmer.
That's cheating. You can't do that.
WeII, I just did.
Oh, dear.
What is he doing?
I think he's hiking out.
Hope that mouse can swim.
Wasp is taking the Iead.
Stuart, Iook out!
That can't be good.
Look what that stupid mouse
did to my saiI.
He's not a stupid mouse.
You're right. He's a stupid rat.
Hey, come on.
Get off me. Get off!
Something's wrong.
What's happening?
Who is that mouse anyway?
That's no mouse. That's my brother.
LittIe high, LittIe Iow!
LittIe hey, LittIe ho!
Frederick, Iook at them.
You know what?
This caIIs for a picture.
What's wrong?
WeII, it's just...
...you four Iook great together.
This is the happiest moment
of my Iife.
I feeI 1 0 inches taII.
I'II get that.
Mr. LittIe.
Yes?
Down here.
Very sorry to disturb you
at your IoveIy abode.
I hope we're not intruding.
My name's ReginaId Stout.
This is my wife, CamiIIe.
An extreme pIeasure.
We're Iooking for Stuart.
Are you friends of his?
WeII, not exactIy.
FeIIow yachtsmen?
Guess again.
Reggie, just teII them.
We're his parents.
Reggie, stop it!
It's so good to see you again, Stuart.
There's so much we have to catch up on.
Why didn't you want me?
It shames me to say this, but you
weren't born into a prosperous home.
That's right.
We couIdn't feed you, dear.
CouIdn't feed him?
How much couId he eat?
George, pIease.
Letting you go was the toughest choice
we ever made.
It was?