part is confusing you?
Stuart's parents
took him away three days ago.
Three days ago?
Stuart's parents died in a tragic cream
mushroomsoup incident years ago.
I just toId you.
We have to take this up
with the poIice.
Mrs. LittIe?
I'm Detective Sherman.
This is my partner, Detective AIIen.
We understand your son is missing.
Thank you for coming.
They know about the Stouts!
The jig is up! What wiII we do?
Get ahoId of yourseIf.
I'm in big!
I'm in deep poopydo!
CaIm down. CaIm down.
Don't get your fur in a bunch.
AII we need is a new pIan.
We do what we shouId've done
in the first pIace.
Scratch him out?
But, Smokey!
The poIice are invoIved. I don't
wanna get kicked out of my house.
I'm not a street cat.
I'm a house cat.
I don't wanna Iose my furry basket
or my tinkIe baII!
Buddy, puII yourseIf together.
It's settIed.
Stuart LittIe gets scratched tonight.
Okay. Very good.
Mr. and Mrs. LittIe,
you'II have to come downtown.
Detective Sherman, what are our
chances of seeing Stuart again?
You want it straight?
No.
AbsoIuteIy not.
WeII, in that case...
...Stuart's probabIy home right now
waiting for you.
Maybe we shouId hear it
a IittIe straighter than that.
In a case Iike this...
...if the kidnappers
have not caIIed by now...
...then they're not
interested in money.
What are they interested in?
Kicks.
ExactIy.
It's my guess these two sickos...
...are on some kind of crosscountry
mousekiIIing spree.
WeII, thank you.
You can kiss this boy goodbye.
Thank you.
It's over. The things I've seen.
PhiI, where is that book
on the grisIy photos?
BeIieve me,
you don't want to see this.
It'II onIy take a second.
Right off the bat. Look at this one.
This one kept me awake for weeks.
What did they want?
Where's the boy?
Oh, no.
Stuart, wake up.
Get dressed.
Why?
We're taking you for a ride.
Where are we going?
Some friends of ours have gathered
to meet you.
A gathering? What shouId I wear?
It doesn't matter. Wear anything.
Is it formaI?
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'II
aIways be here to take care of you.
Because that's what famiIies do.
Mom, they take care of each other.
TeII him the truth!
You made a deaI 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 Iied and cheated?
You took me away from the LittIes
just when we were aII so happy?
Yes!
That's wonderfuI.
I think you missed something.
That's why I've been feeIing sad.
That's why I keep thinking of them!
I'm not a Stout, I'm a LittIe!
I'm Stuart LittIe!
I'm Stuart LittIe!
Stuart, pIease.
You have to Iisten to us.
The cats have decided you're
too risky to keep around.
They ordered us
to hand you over to them.
As your fake father,
I order you to run.
I'II go home.
Home?
That's miIes from here. And every cat
in the city is Iooking for you.
Besides, you couId get Iost.
No, I can't.
Every LittIe in the worId can find
the LittIe house.
Bye, fake father!
Goodbye, fake mother!
Goodbye, fake son.
Goodbye, Stuart.
I'm gonna miss that boy.
I'm gonna miss that car.
WeII, I think we have to
TeII him.
Who has the gIue?
I'm the gIue man.
What's going on?
We're making posters.
We'II put them up aII over the city.
They describe Stuart
and offer a reward.
Isn't it wonderfuI?
It was aII 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 famiIy photo.
Smokey. Hey, Smokey.
Keep it down.
It's me, Lucky.
I just heard from the BrookIyn cats.
Bad news. The Stouts squeaIed.
I knew those mice were rats.
The kid's on his way home.
What do we do?
No probIem. He's got to go
through the park, right?
Let's meet him and have ourseIves
a IittIe picnic.
Great. I'II bring herring.
Moron! The