All language subtitles for Din heldige hund

Togetherness, the two of us together,
it's the only place to be.

Togetherness, no matter what the
weather, you can always count on me.

Me and you are stuck like glue, never
coming apart.

You and me couldn't hurt a flea.

We're the same right down to the heart.

Togetherness, it's like nothing and it's
something that's hard to find.

The two of us are so similar, you know
that I can read your

mind.

And when the rain comes falling down,
the sun will...

Dog psychic stuns experts.

Don't you worry, boy.

Everything's going to be all right.

Looks like he's the real thing, boy.

Mr. Morgan is a dog therapist.

He's been gifted with a psychic
connection to canines.

So he can actually, he can read their
thoughts and communicate with them.

And you'll sit your dog down for a
consultation and see if he can't just

the heart of what's really bothering
him.

Is this for real or what?

Oh, yes. Mr.

Morgan's been doing this for years. He's
a very talented and sensitive

therapist.

Therapist, for crying out loud, why do I
listen to you?

Oh, really? Well, I put that check in
the mail last week.

Nothing in the envelope. I guess the
check must have fallen out.

There's nothing going on in there.

Fifty bucks down the drain.

Well, maybe he communicates with his
clients on a higher level.

That does it. I'm going in there.

No, you can't go in there.

What did I tell you? He's nothing but a
big phony.

Oh. Well, we were making some real
progress.

Progress? You were sleeping!

Well, that's how it may appear to the
untrained eye. Well, let's see what it

looks like with a black eye.

You know, I'm sensing a lot of hostility
here. And that could really cause some

serious psychological damage to Bosco,
from which he may never recover.

And you're going to have to live with
that.

Fine. Live with this.

I happen to be a personal friend of the
mayor, and I'm going to have this place

closed down quicker than you can say
cease and desist.

Get the dog, Emily.

like he really knows the mayor.

No, this is it. I've just had it, Jack.

It's too stressful.

Besides, I've already got a line on a
job with more career potential.

What kind of job?

Drive -in hostess at the chicken bar.

You sure I can't talk you out of
leaving?

Positive. What if I give you a raise?

I'd settle for what you already owe me,
Jack.

I'm sure gonna miss you, Bernice.

A customer!

Come on, stop packing.

Jack Morgan?

At your service.

I'm Clive Windsor.

This is Calvin.

Hello. And this unhappy fellow is Lucky.
He's been so upset and agitated lately.

I'm very concerned.

Yes, yes, I can see. He needs immediate
attention.

Hmm.

Could be a chewing disorder.

Or tail anxiety.

Or both.

Bernice, when is my next open
appointment?

You're clear till next Thanksgiving.

Well, looks like we have a cancellation.
We can get started right away.

Please, please, make yourselves
comfortable.

Bernice, the gentleman might like a cup
of coffee.

So would I, to cross the street at the
diner.

She's great.

Okay, well, come on, Lucky.

This won't take long.

Come on. This won't hurt a bit.

That's it, boy. Go ahead.

Here we go. Have a seat.

Oh, my

kid. Your head's as empty as a clear
sky, isn't it?

Even if I could read your mind, all
you'd be thinking about is chasing

and drinking out of a toilet.

You know, believe it or not, there was a
time when I could actually do this.

For real.

I was just a kid.

Maybe it was some kind of genetic thing.

Well, whatever it was, it just faded
away.

Man,

what was that?

I gotta get out of this office more
often.

I've got to get some fresh air.

What the heck is going on?

Wait a second.

What are you looking at?

What are you up to?

All right.

All right, that's it. This session is
officially over.

Oh, done already?

Yes, I'm having trouble getting through
to him. I'm sorry, it's just not going

to work out.

Are you sure?

I'm positive. You know, maybe you should
just see another dog therapist or a

veterinarian. Anybody but me.

Is Lucky all right?

I don't know. Is he sick? I don't...

He's worried about you.

Me?

He's sensing some hostility from two,
no, three people in your own home.

How did you know about that?

Uh, to be honest with you, I have no
idea.

Um, you know, it was probably just a
lucky guess. Listen, you better leave.

Well, at least let me pay you for your
information.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. No, I cut the
session short. I'm not going to charge

a thing. No, no, I insist.

Now I understand what's been bothering
Lucky.

Well, I'm glad I could help.

You have a remarkable gift, young man.

like a curse.

What happened in there?

It's the dog.

What, Winters?

Yeah, yeah, I just, I got a really weird
vibe off him.

It kind of spooked me.

What are you talking about?

After all these years, he's the only one
that I almost, he just rattled me.

Jackie, if you're talking about you know
what, you haven't had that since you

were 14.

Oh, I see.

Jack, it's the mayor's office.

Well,

I happen to be a respected canine
therapist.

Why are you laughing?

Listen, I provide a valuable service to
the community.

Hello?

Well, fine.

Pick my bones while I'm down, you
vultures.

I can't believe it.

This is totally unfair.

Uh, Mr. Morgan?

Remember me, Calvin Bridges?

Yes, yes, yes. You work for, um... Mr.
Winter.

Right. I'm sorry.

Did I come at a bad time?

Oh, no, no, no, no. I'm just, um,
remodeling.

Uh -huh.

What brings you here, Mr. Bridges? Oh.

Bad news, I'm afraid. Mr. Windsor passed
away last week.

Oh, I'm very sorry.

He was such a nice old guy.

Yes, he was.

Now you're needed at the estate.

Why? Something to do with Lucky.

No, thanks.

Now, I really think you should
reconsider it.

I told you, I want nothing to do with
that. Now, this could be very much worth

your while.

Come on, let me drive you over.

No.

Why?

You got something better to do?

Well, I think we're ready to begin the

proceedings.

First, let me express my heartfelt
condolences on the death of your Uncle

Windsor. Thank you, my dear.

It has indeed been very devastating.

It's been so difficult.

Please proceed.

Fine.

I, Clive Windsor, being of sound mind
and body... You know right.

Do hereby bequeath my worldly
possessions to my only living heirs as

Yes. To my nephew, Reuben, who never
showed an interest in anything other

his own comfort.

I leave my favorite easy chair.

I always liked that chair.

You moron.

He's cut you out of his will.

Who's next?

To my niece, Margaret, whose greed is
rivaled only by her vanity.

I leave one full length.

Mirror. And?

I'm afraid that's it.

It's mine!

It's mine!

What? Thank you, Uncle. Thank you. How
dare he?

And to my sniveling nephew, Lyle, who
has always been a big numbskull, I leave

nothing.

What? That's right, Lyle. Absolutely
nothing.

Oh, that's what it says.

I think that just about covers it. Wait
a minute.

Who gets the money?

The $64 million.

The $64 million has been placed in a
trust fund. But who gets the money?

Mr. Bridges?

Mr. Bridges?

If it's not a house call, then why are
we going to the Windsor estate? I told

you, I'm a very busy man. I'm
practically a doctor.

You're meeting with Mr. Windsor's
attorney.

His attorney?

Here we are.

This is the place?

I've seen smaller museums.

Is

that

him?

I'm Jack Morgan, the dog therapist.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm Jack Morgan.

I'm here to see Mr. Windsor's attorney.

That's me, Allison Kent.

You're the attorney?

Yes.

You seem surprised.

Uh, well, I am. I mean, I was.

Well... Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, great.

Good.

We have some business to discuss.

We do?

Nice place.

Perhaps you'd like to take a look
around.

Yeah, sure.

I think I should tell you first of all
to prepare yourself.

The situation that we're in here is a
bit unusual.

In fact, I think it's safe to say it's
the first of its kind.

When you met Mr. Windsor, I'm sure you
noticed he was a very unique individual.

During his lifetime, he amassed a
fortune of $64 million.

Well, that definitely qualifies as
amassing.

You just met his only living heirs, who
could best be described as... Pond scum?

Let's just say Mr. Windsor thought they
were undeserving.

So, that's why Mr. Windsor decided to
leave his entire estate to the only one

knew possessed enough heart.

And spirits, to enjoy the money
properly.

His dog.

Lucky.

You're joking, right?

No, I'm not.

Wait a minute. How does a dog inherit
money?

Well, the entire $64 million has been
placed in a trust.

And you have been named trustee.

Lucky's permanent translator.

His legal voice in all matters regarding
his whims and wishes for spending the

fortune. The dog will be in control of
the assets.

And you will be working for him.

Me?

Apparently, Mr. Windsor was very
impressed with you.

Really?

Okay, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Let's get this straight.

The dog and I have control of all the
money?

That's right.

And all the property, including this
mansion.

If you choose to become trustee.

Of course, it does require some duties
on your part.

Oh.

Duties?

You'd have to live here.

Oh, gee.

And you'll have a full -time staff.

Ooh, a staff. I like the sound of that.

Now, are you sure this whole thing is
legal?

Ironclad.

Unless, of course, the heirs can prove
that you're mentally incompetent.

Oh, well, no problem there.

I mean, I am sharp as a tack.

Mr. Morgan?

Hmm?

So, is there anything else?

Well, there is the matter of money.

Here's some credit cards and cash to
tide you over until we set up your bank

accounts.

Oh, excellent.

It's been very... interesting.

I think that takes care of things for
now.

Yeah, well, drop by any time.

I'll see you later. I'll talk to you
tomorrow.

I am master of the manor.

I'm lord of the castle.

I'm lord of the fly.

Lord of the dead!

I've never been rich before.

And it looks like I'm your new driver.

Great. I live upstairs on the west wing.
I'll be more than happy to help you

find your bedroom.

Sure. I've never lived in a place that
needed a tour guide before.

Oh, man, I've got a weird taste in my
mouth.

You got a mint?

No. Man, it tastes like shoe leather.

Are you all right, Chief?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Okay.

Follow me.

Okay.

The old man knew exactly what he was
doing. He was trying to teach her some

stupid lesson about the real world or
something.

All I want to know is how do we get our
money back?

According to the will, the only way to
dissolve the trust is to prove that the

trustee, Mr.

Jack Morgan, is mentally incompetent. He
claims to be a dog psychic. What more

proof do you need?

Can you do it?

Of course. Relax.

If it takes me more than a week, I'll
retire.

But it's going to cost you.

How much?

Thirty percent.

What?

I think you said 30%. That's 30 % of our
money.

Your money currently belongs to a dog.

30 % of squat is still squat. Do you
want your house back or not? I cause

because I'm the best in the business. I
can have you back in your mansion, on

your patio, with that dog and a barbecue
spit in a couple of weeks, but 30 % is

what it'll cost.

Pick it or leave it.

Well, what do we do for money in the
meantime?

You could always take a job.

All right.

Cut back on your spending.

Cut back?

How am I supposed to live?

I use an imported shampoo.

Well, you could wear that hat for a
week.

No, no, no.

We need a court order to be able to get
back into the house.

To be able to get our cars, our
belongings.

Negative.

I don't want you going back there until
after the trial.

I'm going for a motion here. I want to
be able to tell the jury that you were

too traumatized to go back.

Don't worry.

You'll be back in your rooms in no time.

Oh, this is an outrage.

We have no credit cards, no cars.

I can't even imagine what kind of room
we could rent for the amount of cash we

have on us.

What are we going to do?

Shh, shh, shh.

We'll consider the offer, Mr. Pfister.

Thank you.

Come on, let's go.

I can't stand the thought of that little
creep in my home.

Heaven only knows what he's doing at
this very moment.

Anybody see? He looks for his ass. He
goes.

It's good.

Jack Hogan wins it again.

What an athlete. Good out there.

Oh, no.

Where's the ball?

Where's the ball?

I'm going in.

Look at these sheets.

At least they're clean.

But they're cotton.

This skin has never slept on anything
less than 100 % silk. And I'm certainly

not about to start rubbing elbows with
mattress buttons now.

This is unbearable. This is completely
unacceptable.

How much longer can we be expected to
endure this?

I suggest we take matters into our own
hands.

Tell me, what do you have in mind?

Why pay that greedy attorney millions of
dollars when we can handle the problem

ourselves? Yes, yes.

If lucky becomes unlucky, the money
reverts to us.

You mean all we have to do is change the
dog's name?

No.

If Lucky has an accident, we get all of
it back.

Oh.

It's too risky.

Before we go that far, let's get the
goods on that phony mutt lover.

Let's not forget we're down to our last
quarter.

Can I use it for the vibrating bed,
please?

I know it's strange, but Mr. Windsor was
convinced. I know exactly how lucky he

wants the money spent.

I'm neat, and I'm tidy.

I eat the normal stuff at the normal
times. There's nothing fancy about me. I

think you'll find I am just a normal...
What?

What?

What did you say?

I beg your pardon?

You said something about going outside.

Outside? No.

You? No.

Oh.

What was I saying? You said you were
normal and... That's right.

I am perfectly normal and... Hey, if you
gotta go, you gotta go. Don't let me

stop you.

What?

You just said... I didn't say anything.

Are you sure?

I think I know.

Then you?

Nothing.

I want to go out.

Oh, right.

I'm a dog therapist.

I know that.

Will you excuse us for just a minute?

Can I talk to you?

I'm hearing you inside my head.

And you can understand me too, can't
you?

Why didn't you tell me when we first met
at the office?

All right, all right, maybe I wasn't
listening, but I had a lot on my mind.

He's talking to the dog.

Very strange.

You don't understand.

After all these years, it's come back.
Why now?

I knew this setup was too good to be
true.

I know you need to go out. Just hold it,
will you?

All right, listen.

I have been through this before, and
it's no fun for me.

All right, all right, slow down, will
you? I haven't done this since I was a

kid.

This could be worse than I thought.

All right.

Listen, I've got to ask you something.

Now, this is very important, so think it
through carefully.

What's your personality like?

Do you get overexcited easily?

All right.

You don't strike me as the type that
gets too hyper.

And that's good because it's very
important to stay calm.

Whatever you do, you don't want to get
too emotional.

Now, tail wagging is acceptable in
moderation.

An occasional outbreak of barking or a
token growl, it's fine too.

You just don't want to get too excited.

Because it's bad.

It's real bad.

Why is it bad?

You don't want to know.

People might think I'm nuts.

He's definitely nuts.

All right, all right already. I heard
you the first two times.

You want to go out? We'll go out.

And don't think you're going to be
barking out orders at me either.

That's not how it's going to work around
here.

Are you listening to me?

Oh, come on. It's the same spot you
circled three times now. Won't you

it yet?

Sorry. I didn't mean to throw off your
concentration.

Oh. Oh, that's the spot, huh?

Great. I think you made a fine choice.

What?

Oh, for crying out loud, I'm not
watching. I'm waiting.

All right, all right, no problem.

I guess I wouldn't want to be watched
either.

Are you finished?

Hello?

What?

A bone?

All right, all right, just calm down.
It's just a bone.

Stay calm.

Lucky, just relax, will you?

Hey, hey, come on. I thought you said
you didn't get excited that easily.

You're all right. Oh, fine, fine. Just
looking for a bone.

What?

A bone, a bone.

I need to find a bone. I buried a big,
juicy bone out here a few nights ago,

I can't remember where it is.

It's driving me crazy.

I can just smell it. I know what's in
here.

I can just taste it, too.

Hold the bone.

This could be gravy.

meat on it.

You need help.

Oh, baby, I could just chew on you all
night. How dare you?

Oh, come here, you tasty morsel.

You guys have a good kick.

He is one thick puppy.

leaving now.

It's nothing personal, but I think you
might be possessed by the devil or

something. So we're just going to go
now.

Lucky, wake up. Hey, we gotta talk.

Hey, look at this place.

Look at you.

Look at me.

What did we do last night? Raid the city
dump?

Wait, don't even answer that.

What did I get myself into?

All right, listen.

This is not gonna go on like this.

You understand?

You have got to concentrate on not
getting excited and behaving yourself.

You got it?

All right, then.

$64 million.

Just keep reminding yourself of that.

I hate to interrupt.

Good morning.

Morning.

So, you, uh...

Talk to the dog, huh?

Yes, I do.

And he understands you?

I'm afraid so.

And you understand him?

That's right.

Okay. I see.

You know, I've known old Lucky here for
a few years. Why don't you ask him why

he chewed up my brand new Italian
leather gloves last week? You know, I'd

like to know that.

Well?

He says he couldn't resist.

He loves Italian food.

Is that so?

Well, I guess they would be pretty tasty
at that.

Why don't you clean yourself up?

I'll make us a pot of coffee.

Thanks.

Walking garbage can.

So, uh, how weird did things get last
night?

Let's just say that for the first time
in my life, I locked my bedroom door and

slept with my light on.

That bad, huh?

You want to tell me what's going on
here, Chief?

Not really.

Okay.

Okay, listen.

When Lucky gets excited, when he gets
really, really excited...

his personality kind of jumps into me.

And then I kind of become him.

What?

You know, it's kind of like... like...
channeling.

You become a dog?

Cold -nosed, car -chasing the works.

He expects me to believe this.

What? You think I'm making this up?

Hey, listen, Calvin.

I wouldn't blame you if you left.

I've been here 15 years.

I got a good thing going here. It's
home.

I want it to stay that way, but if you
keep on pretending to be Lassie, they're

going to run us out of here quicker than
you can say Timmy fell down the well.

Can I fix you some breakfast?

Bacon, eggs, kibble?

No, thanks. I had too much garbage last
night.

Hey, how about you, fella? You hungry?

No, he hasn't had much of an appetite
since the night the old man died.

Here you go, Lucky.

Breakfast fit for a king.

You've got to eat, Lucky.

What's bothering you, pal?

Oh, not tonight, Lucky.

It's the coldest night of the year.

You know just how to get to me, don't
you, boy?

Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Oh, you'll be okay on your own.

Yeah.

Look, it wasn't your fault. He was an
old man.

I know you miss him, but sooner or
later, you've got to let him go.

Look, just try to remember the good
times that you had together, like going

walks and riding in the car.

Those are the things that he left behind
for you. That's what you have to hold

on to.

In the meantime, you've got to eat.

I know.

You need a change of scenery.

What do you say we go someplace?

Oh, you like that idea, huh? Okay, where
do you want to go?

What? You want to go where?

Oh, no, not the mall.

Okay. All right, all right, all right,
all right.

We've decided to go to the mall.

The mall.

Well, I'll bring the car around.

All right, all right, all right. Just
don't get yourself all worked up, okay?

We're going to the mall.

Just stay calm.

if you're not, but are you by any chance
the dog right now?

Hey, I'm covered in fur, aren't I? Who
else would I be? Come on, let's...

That's right.

Hey, come on. What are we waiting for?

Let's get this bucket on the road.

I'm going to need a lot more money for
this gig. I can see that right now.

I forgot to put a videotape in this
thing.

You what?

Oh, he's coming after me. Go, go, go,
go, go, go, go, go. Go back there.

Hey, hey.

Don't move.

Come on.

We've lost them.

Yeah, well, it's time to stop
pussyfooting around.

Don't you think it'll look a tad
suspicious if something happens to the

soon? I pulled it off the first time,
didn't I?

We'll break into the house and we'll get
the mud tonight.

This time next week, we'll be sleeping
in our own beds.

Everybody in sync?

Maybe I could make a deal with him.

The dog?

No.

Our Mr.

Morgan. Oh.

I'll use my irresistible charm.

Stop that.

Stop that.

I've already got a chew. Got a chew.

Got a chew. Huh?

Just happy bumps in the glove
compartment.

Happy bumps. All right, all right. Happy
bumps. All right.

All right already. Here, here.

What just happened?

You took another little trip to the
rubber kennel.

Oh, man, we've got to figure out a way
to keep Lucky from getting so excited.

Whatever you say, boss.

Hello?

Ah, yes, he is.

Yes, he is, Miss Kent. Just a minute.

Now, remember, you be careful or you're
going to blow it for both of us. Yeah.

Hello, Allison?

Hi, how are you?

Sure, sure, I'd love to sign some more
papers, but...

Well, right now, we're on our way to the
mall.

Why don't you just meet us there?

Your daughter?

I didn't know you had a... We'll bring
her along.

Yeah. Well, we're going to the pet
store.

Where else is a dog in a shop?

Now, I hate to break it to you, Lucky,
but dogs just don't buy furniture.

I mean, a new dish, maybe, or a studded
collar.

It does look comfortable, but I don't
need to try it. Look, it's your money.

you really like it, go ahead and buy it.

All right, all right, all right, all
right. I'll try it. Relax.

Remember, you've got to stay cool.

Ooh, you're right. This is nice.

And the leather doesn't rub your fur the
wrong way.

Get the dog off the sofa, please.

Oh, sorry, but he insists on checking it
out before we buy it. It happens to be

our finest model.

$5 ,000.

What? Five grand for a sofa?

Are you sure?

Whatever you say.

We'll take it.

And that one.

And that one.

And the two red ones over by the door.

Oh, very well. We can make delivery next
week.

No, I'm sorry. He wants them tomorrow or
the deal's off.

Would a 10 o 'clock delivery be
satisfactory?

Come on, make up your mind, Lucky.

I will take a pair of these, too.

Hey, here's a nice one.

Soft, squeaky.

Here, why don't you give it a test chew?
See what you think.

Too squeaky?

Fine.

Ooh, here's something no home should be
without, a green lamb chop.

What do you think?

Nah, I didn't like it either.

Ooh, look at this. Cheese -filled, smoky
flavor.

Ooh, how about one of these?

Two of them?

Okay.

All of them?

All right.

I should taste test this stuff myself
because I'll probably end up chewing on

most of it.

Now what?

Okay. This shopping spree is officially
over.

Come on.

May I have him, Mom? I'll take care of
him, I promise.

It's not that easy, honey.

An apartment's no place for a puppy. He
needs a yard to play in.

Come back to the house with Dad. Here's
the yarn and everything.

Nicole, you know we can't do that.

Hi.

Oh, what a cute puppy.

Did I say the wrong thing?

We don't have room for a puppy because
my dad got the house. Nicole.

I'm not married.

He likes me. What's his name? Lucky.

And I'm Jack.

You know, I bet Lucky would love it if
you came over to play sometime.

Really, can I, Mom?

We'll see, honey.

Yay, hear that, Lucky? We're going to be
friends. Here you go. You got him?

Hey, that was really sweet.

Oh, sure.

Hey, any friend of Lucky's is a friend
of mine.

Hey, look, I have some documents I need
you to sign if you don't mind.

Oh, no problemo.

All right.

Okay.

All righty. Right here on the dotted
line?

Yep, right there.

You don't like cats?

Huh?

Have time for a little walk? Sure.

Hold on, Nick. We're coming.

Last time I spent an afternoon just
hanging out at the mall.

I was still living in Nebraska.

Nebraska?

What was your other entertainment
option? Tipping over the neighbor's cow?

Formation, there's a lot of fun things
to do in the Midwest.

Yeah? My sisters and my cousins, we'd
all hang out.

My mom used to call us the Seven
Musketeers.

Wow, there's seven of you?

Boy, it must seem real quiet now with
just you and Nicole.

Well, it's nice, okay.

But I think she's missing out on
something really special.

Well, being from a big family, there's
always someone there for you.

Always.

I love trains.

You know, when I was little, I always
wanted to be an engineer.

You know, for a bachelor, you're pretty
good with kids.

Oh, well, thanks.

I guess I do have a sensitive side.

I mean, I'm not one of those guys who
cries at the drop of a hat, but I do

kids and girls, too.

In fact, listen, Allison, would you ever
consider...

One time treatment?

Excuse me?

Pork. Sweet and sour pork.

What? I can smell it. I can smell it.
It's near. It's near.

Yeah, it's probably over at Wonton
Tommy.

Yee -haw!

They must be pretty hungry.

I guess so, honey.

Come on, let's go.

It looks like he bought the whole stupid
town.

He's having steaks delivered.

Tons of them.

What? Give me those.

Hundreds of chew toys?

the time to make my move.

How many dogs you got here, anyway?

Just one, but he and the dog have a very
special relationship.

Just go pile this up with the rest of
the stuff.

Admit it, you overdid it.

Now, where are we supposed to put all
this stuff?

Lucky, come on.

Make your way till dinner time?

Woo -hoo! Hello there!

Oh, my dear boy.

Please, allow me to apologize for my
behavior the other day.

Say you'll forgive me.

Okay, yeah, sure.

You can't imagine how distraught I was
over the sudden passing of my beloved

uncle.

But you seem like a reasonable young
man.

Uh -huh.

Good.

Then we can discuss business.

What on earth are you doing to this
house?

Oh, we're tearing out the marble floors.

Your what?

Well, it was Lucky's idea, not mine.

That is Carrara marble, imported from
Naples, handcuffed and polished.

Yeah, but you should try running on it.
I mean, your paws slip all over the

place, especially if you're taking a
really sharp turn.

Do you mind if I ask what you intend to
replace it with? Watch it, lady!

AstroTurf. Oh!

But of course!

Where were we?

Oh, yes, business.

I was thinking, perhaps there's a way
that we could both profit.

Would you look at that? What?

Crunchy, munchy, grade A certified
bones.

My goodness, get a hold of yourself.

You know what I'm going to do with those
bones, don't you?

Bury them.

But why?

Duh, so I can dig them up again.

That seems rather silly, doesn't it?

You don't understand, do you? You never
did.

You've got to dig them up.

Think about it.

It's two in the morning.

You've got nothing to do.

All of a sudden you remember.

There's a bone buried in the yard. I can
dig it up and chew it to pieces.

You're nothing but a dirty, filthy,
disgusting young man.

What did you say?

Stay away from me.

There's something I've always wanted to
do.

I'm warning you.

Did you make a deal with him?

Not exactly. What happened?

Let's just say he is a very disturbed
young man.

All right, then. We're going to do it my
way.

And I'm going to really enjoy planning
this one.

Let's go.

Just wait here a minute, all right?

Calvin! You ready?

Oh, yeah. It's all done.

I hope he likes it.

I got to tell you, I'm having a ball
watching him throw Windsor's money

Yeah, that's the way a dog is when he's
free to do whatever he wants. Reckless

abandon.

Hey, Calvin.

Listen, I really appreciate you keeping
all my little freak -outs a secret.

I mean, I just don't want anyone to know
about this.

Especially not Mr. Windsor's attorney,
Miss Kent. All right?

No problem.

Thanks.

All right, Lucky.

Come on, time to play.

Come on in. Come on.

It's all yours, Lucky. Look what we set
up for you, Lucky. Your very own

sidewalk cafe.

With today's special, leg of moose.

You've made your mark, Lucky.

Cold cuts, hot dogs, lamb chops, pork
chops, roast beef and burgers.

Kibble by the carload.

Lip -smacking liver -flavored candy.

Gumballs that make their own gravy.

How about a couple barrels full of
locale chew toys?

Well, what do you think?

Where do you see the rest of this stuff
at?

Wow, look at this!

Look at this!

Oh, wow!

or don't you?

It'll be all right, fella.

We'll get through this together.

All right? It's just going to take some
time.

Right now, I am pooped. I'm going to
bed.

I had no idea taking care of a pile of
money could be so exhausting.

Hey,

what you doing, Lucky?

Looks like he wants to play.

It just figures. You know, we've got
thousands of dollars worth of toys in

and he wants to play with a sock.

All right.

Good night, Lucky.

We'll play again tomorrow, okay?

I'm beat. I'll catch you in the morning,
Cal. Okay. Good night, Jack. All right.

Good night, Lucky.

What?

No, no, no, no. We are not starting
that.

No means no.

Oh, all right. But only for tonight.

You have no sense of taste or style.
It's all that we can afford.

Will you just shut up and get out of the
car?

Go out.

Get out of the way.

You'll need a ladder, Margaret. It'll be
easy to climb the fence.

They're going to hear us. Oh, remind me
to kill you when I get down from here.

It's time for you, Margaret.

Ow!

What about me?

He's going to cut the alarm and it's
going to close.

All right.

Now this is going to take all the lights
out.

Is that your neighborhood?

Get that white out of my face and follow
me.

I actually kind of like this carpet.

Shh.

Damn, John.

All right, check your weapons.

Remember, this dart has got enough
sedative in it to knock this mutt out

We're going to shoot him, and then we're
going to drag him out of here. All

right?

She has no camouflage on.

You have not.

I got him!

This is his idea of decorating. We ought
to put a dart in him.

Wake up. Wake up. Did you hear that?

Let's go check it out.

You don't have to walk with me.

the emergency button on the alarm
system. I tried. It's dead.

911? The phones are out, too.

Come on.

You go downstairs.

Lucky and I will cover the upstairs.

All right? Here. You're going to need
something to protect yourself with. What

am I supposed to do with this thing?

Hit it with the dry end.

Let's go.

up on people.

I was here first.

Follow me.

Margaret, I thought you were the dog.

Get him.

Shoot him. Shoot him. I need a dart.

I really told you, I've only been around
here bad enough to do the job.

store and call the cops. I know who it
was.

Windsor's creepy relative. Did you see
them?

No, it was too dark. Well, then how'd
you know it was them?

You smelled them.

That's right.

Excuse me?

Detective, you're just gonna have to
take my word for it. I know their scent.

What, a cologne, a cigar? What exactly
did you smell?

Never mind.

You'll never believe me.

Send them in.

Well, we've thought about your proposal
and are willing to take you up on it.

Well, the case is more complicated than
I thought.

So my price is going up.

It's now 50%. 50 %?

That's almost half.

You're a low -life opportunist.

Yes.

And I have a law degree to prove it.

Yeah, yeah, we really love how it turned
out, too.

You do?

Jack, we have a problem. Where's the TV?

It's right in here.

What's up?

The local news, and you're not going to
like it.

Windsor's heirs claim their uncle was
mentally unstable at the time he wrote

will, which made Lucky the richest dog
in the world.

Not only did he leave the dog millions
of dollars, but he appointed a dog

psychic as trustee. In our suit against
the estate, we allege that the dog's

psychic, Jack Morgan, is himself
mentally incompetent and may have taken

advantage of the elderly Mr. Windsor.

Keep in mind that this young man not
only represents himself as a dog

but also claims he can read dogs' minds.

That's right.

He's either a con man or a lunatic.

Hardly the type of individual
responsible enough to serve as trustee

estate. Oh, boy.

Yeah.

And what she said.

There you have it. One of the strangest
cases we've seen in a long time. A

bitter battle that can best be described
as dog -eat -dog.

Reporting live. I did not take advantage
of Mr. Windsor.

Relax. Hey, I saw this coming. Whenever
there's this much money involved,

there's always a dispute.

Well, what are we supposed to do?

We go to court.

They say you're nuts. We say prove it.

Well, can they?

Of course not.

Well, not unless there's something
you're not telling me.

Is there?

No.

Are you sure?

Because I'll fight for you, Jack, but
you've got to tell me everything before

get to court.

You know what I know.

Okay. Bring him on.

So I walked into his office, and there
he is, asleep.

And where was your dog?

Up on the desk eating a sandwich.

Mr. Mooney, why did you and your wife
bring your dog to Mr. Morgan in the

place?

Because he was eating too much.

He and the dog were digging in the dirt
looking for bones, barking and howling,

with him talking to the dog like he
understood every word.

Then what happened?

You mean after he made improper advances
toward me?

Yes. He chewed up the furniture, tore
apart the cushions, the pillows,

everything.

The dog did that?

Both of them did that.

When I got there, he was head first in
the garbage can. The dog, too.

And what was Mr. Morgan doing in the
garbage can?

I don't know. But when I pulled him out,
he had a hot dog in his mouth.

It's a simple question, Mr. Bridges.

You live at the mansion.

Surely you observed Mr.

Morgan's conduct. I like to keep to
myself.

Are you saying that you've never seen
Jack Morgan exhibit unusual behavior?

Depends on what you mean by unusual.

Very well.

Would you describe Mr.

Morgan as normal? There's all kinds of
normal.

Mr. Bridges, have you seen Jack Morgan
act like a dog?

I'm afraid you'll have to answer the
question.

Okay.

Yes. On occasion.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Details, Mr. Bridges.

Details?

This could take some time.

As a practicing dog therapist, you
claimed you could actually read dogs'

Isn't that correct?

Yes. And when you made that claim to
your clients, was it the truth?

No.

But when I was younger, I actually could
read my dog's mind. And for some

reason, I can read Lucky's mind. Of
course you can. With millions of dollars

your control, suddenly the old power
comes back. What a coincidence.

Objection. Overruled. But move it along,
Counselor.

Let's get this straight.

You were lying before, but now you're
telling the truth, right?

That's right. I'm through lying.

Let's be clear about this.

You claim you can read Lucky's thoughts.
Isn't that correct?

That's right. Well, that's very
interesting.

What's on his mind now?

Your shoes.

My shoes.

Oh, yeah, he loves to chew on leather.
It's his favorite.

Very clever.

Very clever indeed.

I'm sure you had lots of clever answers
for the elderly Mr. Windsor when he came

to you in earnest, believing you could
actually help him.

Objection. Sustained.

No more questions.

You may step down, Mr. Morgan.

It was a harmless visit.

I simply intended to reminisce, to have
one last look, to feel the presence of

my dear departed uncle.

And then, then, that monster turned
violent and

cruel. I can't go on.

I know this is difficult.

What did he do?

He chased me off the property, the home
I once cherished, galloping on

all fours, howling like a beast.

Then what?

Then he attacked me.

He attacked you? With his fists?

No.

How then?

Ladies and gentlemen, I offer this torn
and tattered skirt to the court.

Plain and simple evidence of the true
mental depravity

of Mr.

Jack Morgan.

So, when did you plan on telling me
about your mental condition?

It's not a mental condition. I'm your
attorney, Jack.

You were supposed to tell me everything.

I didn't want you to think I was crazy.

Well, now I know you're crazy.

So what do we do?

We go back in that courtroom and take
our licks.

You lose it all, and I move to a city
where they've never heard about this

Wait a minute. You're giving up? It's
over, Jack.

The relatives get everything, including
Lucky.

What?

No.

No way.

They can have the money, but they can't
have Lucky.

It doesn't work that way, Jack.

Allison, I can't leave Lucky with those
vultures.

He won't last a week.

Put me on the stand.

I can prove I'm not crazy.

How?

There's something else I haven't told
you about yet.

I can sort of channel Lucky. I know it's
weird, but it's true.

What are you talking about?

Allison, the dog's voice will come out
of my mouth.

You're kidding.

I wish I was.

Allison, you've got to believe me.

What will he say?

I don't have the slightest clue.

Miss Kent, will you call your next
witness?

Your Honor, with the court's permission,
we are prepared to demonstrate

conclusively that Jack Morgan can, in
fact... Read Lucky's mind.

This ought to be interesting. This is a
waste of the court's time, Your Honor.

Afraid of the truth, Mr. Pfister?

No, but you have failed to produce one
witness to support his claims.

If you can bring one person into this
courtroom who believes Jack Morgan can

read this dog's mind, I'll agree to a
demonstration.

I believe him, Your Honor.

Do your stuff, pal.

Jack, will you and Lucky please take the
stand?

All right.

Mr. Morgan, please tell the court what
Lucky is thinking right now.

I... I'm not sure.

Your Honor. Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait.

Hey, hey, come on, boy.

What's the problem? I'm trying to save
our tails.

I know I told you not to get
overexcited, but now's your chance to

loose. Lucky, pay attention.

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

I need just another minute.

She needs to get worked up and
emotional.

I think we've seen enough, Your Honor.

This... demonstration proves just one
thing, that Jack Morgan will do anything

to get his hands on the inheritance.

The Windsor estate rightfully belongs to
his blood relations, not

this ignorant dog.

Jack Morgan is a phony and a fraud.

No better than the mindless beasts he
claims to communicate with.

Calm down. Calm down. Okay, Lucky.
Relax. Calm down.

Calm down, boy.

Good boy. Good boy. Calm down.

Calm down.

Good boy. There you go.

All right, Lucky.

Good boy.

That's right. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, no.

Okay,

you can sit up now. Sit up now. Come on,
sit up.

Am I speaking to Lucky now?

In the firm.

What's up?

It's just an act.

We'll just see.

Choose an object, Mr. Pfister.

Show it to Lucky, but do not let Mr.
Morgan see it.

Hmm.

What's this, Lucky?

Looks like a stolen hotel pen.

Did you take the towels, too?

Nothing but a good guess.

Try something else.

Your Honor. Do it.

Ooh, chocolate caramel nougat with
roasted peanuts.

My favorite. I'm drooling. One's lunch,
anyway.

Extraordinary. This is outrageous. What
else can you tell a fellow?

I say we cut to the chase here, Judge.

There's a very good reason why my
master, Mr. Windsor, cut those three out

his will.

They're pinheads.

Oh, sure, they act like they're
purebreds, but the truth of the matter

They're the runts of the litter.

Mr. Windsor knew that Jack had something
extra going for him.

And with my help, he's starting to learn
how to get the best out of life.

Jack's not crazy.

A little boring, maybe, but most two
-leggers are.

I don't know.

Maybe you've got to have a lifespan as
short as mine to get this.

But you've got to enjoy every minute of
your life.

It's the simple things that matter.

The sweet song of a can opener.

Those precious moments when you catch
your own tail.

Enjoy them while you can.

Because you could run out the street,
get hit by a bus at any minute and...

Lights out.

Lucky?

Are you okay?

Not tonight, Lucky.

It's the coldest night of the year.

You know just how to get to me, don't
you, boy?

All right. All right. Come on. Come on.

You'll be okay on your own.

Yeah. Okay, boy. Go ahead.

Have fun.

What'd you do with the cup, Lyle?

Huh?

Lucky doesn't know what you put in that
cup, but I do.

You poisoned the old man, didn't you? It
was murder.

You killed your uncle.

Hey, buddy, come on, hang in there. I
need you as much as you need me.

Lucky.

Look, it's mine.

The bullet just grazed it here.

Ow.

Okay, so what's the big surprise?

Be patient, be patient.

Oh, you.

It really wasn't necessary.

I know, but like you said, you want
Nicole to feel like she's part of a big

family, and, well, I was hoping that
maybe you do, too.

We're here for you, Allison.

All of us.

Lucky finally realized all the dogs at
the pet shop were for sale.

Just what we need.

More dogs.

Well, pal, you got everything you ever
wanted. I guess the old man knew what he

was doing when he named you Lucky.

Yeah, I guess I'm lucky, too.

Never be alone.

Because what we got is here to stay.

And we're lucky right down to the bone.

Togetherness. The two of us forever were
together right till the end.

The very best.

There's nothing better than to know you.