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Oh, nurse, my baby, my poor little garçon.

Oh, calm yourself, Mrs. Bedford. He's in the hands of the world's greatest

specialist. They'll pull him through.

I hope so.

To the operation!

The operation! To the operation!

What do you think you're doing?

This is Monday, yeah? Yeah.

Come on, get busy. We've got operating to do.

What's the matter?

Come out.

I didn't mean it. It's a coincidence.

Couldn't happen again in a thousand years.

I'm glad you understand me. Yeah.

you a lesson.

Close.

Come on.

Do you think it's serious, Dr. Curley?

Yes, indeed, to say the least, if not less.

Hmm. The perambulation of the pedal extremity is impeded by the insertion of

foreign botanical offshoot.

Now, gentlemen, we must proceed with caution.

This Bedford dog is worth a fortune. So it is. The instruments.

The instruments.

Instruments. Instruments.

We have none.

Oh, yes, we have.

No, no, no. Hold it, Doctor.

This is going to hurt me worse than it does you, Garson. Now, hold on. Hit me

in a minute.

Ouch! The wrong thorn.

My proboscis.

Success.

Success. Success.

Success.

This operation shall go down in history.

I didn't know you had it in you. I didn't. She did.

Looks like a botanical offshoot in the upholstery. We'll have to operate.

Oh, no. A thousand times no.

Get the anesthetic. Get the anesthetic. Get the anesthetic.

Administer the anesthetic.

Now I can show Garcon in the dog show tomorrow. Come, Garcon. No, no.

He must rest here for a few hours.

Yes, we'll have it back about four o 'clock. We'll see that Garcon gets the

best of attention. Oh, yes, madame.

Thank you. Good day, gentlemen.

Good day.

Nurse!

Put the dog to bed.

Dr. Moe, Dr. Larry, Dr.

Curley.

What do you want?

Two important visitors to see you.

Okay.

Hey, that nurse must have eaten catnip.

How do you do, General? We're from the Daily Star.

We'd like to get up a feature story about your hospital.

That's fine. Follow us. We'd be happy to show you around the place.

Now,

here's our general ward.

This is where we keep our mixed patients.

Now, this cat suffers from operatic tendencies. He's like to sing opera on

back fences.

interesting case, gentlemen. What's wrong with him? He's suffering from

alcoholism. Ain't he a cutie?

He's a lap dog. A lap dog?

He ain't lapped up two cases of beer. A bad case.

Keep a cool head, kid.

Now, right this way, gentlemen.

Isn't he?

Now, here's a security case.

See that?

What's GCM mean?

Garbage can moocher.

Yeah, he's got a bad case of scavengeritis.

But we'll cure him. See that?

Right this way, and I shall demonstrate.

It never fails. The dog puts his head inside the garbage can. We step on the

valve, which propels a stream of water into the dog's face, frightening him.

Now, after several such treatments, the patient is entirely cured.

Now, note the simplicity of the construction.

And it always works!

I got you. I'll tell your esophagus out. Open your mouth.

Quiet. You want to wake Garson? Who's Garson?

That's Mrs. Bedford's prize poodle.

Oh.

Calling Dr.

Curly. Calling Dr.

Curly. Go to room six.

See a man about a dog diet.

Calling Dr.

Larry. Calling Dr.

Larry. Dog in ward eight chasing his tail. Bit himself.

Is that serious? Will it hurt his carriage?

I don't know about...

but it's going to race Cain with his wagon.

Calling Dr.

Moe.

Pomeranian in Ward 6 has a coat on its tongue.

What should we do?

Give him the pants and vest and take him for a walk.

Pardon me.

Come on, we've got to pull this job in a hurry.

We'll hide him in the old house until we get the ransom.

and had you march yourself right in here and watch this dog.

Oh, you do it yourself.

Oh, mutiny, eh?

Yeah, mutiny. It's not on a bounty.

Now come on in here like I told you.

Hey, wait a minute.

What do you want?

Help me out. I'm stuck.

Are you sure? I'm positive. I can't move.

Dinner is ready.

Come to the dining room.

That is all.

Why, certainly.

Frickas eat bone. It's delicious.

Since when do I look like a dog?

I don't know. I ain't seen you lately.

Carson. By Carson.

Oh, what do we do? Read this note.

What happened?

Where's Carson? He's gone.

Here, read this note.

Mrs. Bedford can have her dog if she pays $2 ,000. Don't tell the cops or she

will never see him again.

Those guys weren't reporters. They were dog nappers. We've got to stall Mrs.

Bedford off till we find her dog. Now, start thinking, if possible.

What's the matter with you?

I'm trying to think, but nothing happens.

Hey, fellas, look.

It ain't so serious.

Here's his collar. a leash.

All we gotta do is refill it.

That's brilliant. That's smart.

Look out.

I got an idea.

I wonder what he's up to.

Sit down there.

Now here's the idea.

We gotta disguise this mutt to look like Garshawn. The old lady won't know the

difference. Get to work on that mattress.

Nice. Get the glue. You get the black paint.

Stop pulling, boys.

You get to work like I told you.

Ow! Go on, get busy, will you? My hair.

He looks more like Garson than Garson. Nobody will ever recognize him. That

mattress hair turned the trick.

We brought Mrs. Denton's dog back.

All right, but keep it away from me. I don't like dogs. Come on.

Just wait right in here, gentlemen. Madam will be right in.

Go away, dog.

Go away.

You escaped.

I'm getting out of here.

Hey.

Here's to you.

Not to me. To you.

Sounds good.

Then I'll have some, too.

I know, you didn't mean it. No, I didn't.

Look. What?

Oh, it's ice.

Oh, it's gone.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Get up in the first.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Why, how do you do, doctors?

Well, where is Garcon?

Right here.

Garcon, Garcon.

bloodhound. If you've got any blood in you, you'll find Garson.

Now go on, do your...

double -crosser. Listen, if you've got any pointer in you, you better start

pointing and point out those dog nappers. Get the point?

Hmm. No, no, no, no. He must be a point setter. Quiet, you hot -haired ale.

I wonder why we haven't heard from the owner of that dog.

Search me.

Please don't be a poinsettia. Stop pointing.

Come on, he's on a set.

Get

out

of the way.

We're looking for a dog.

He had four legs and a tail.

No, I ain't seen no dog.

It's them.

The dog. What happened? Come on!