All language subtitles for Stuart Little-2

George, wake up.

It's Saturday.

I know, but it's the first day of soccer.
It's our first game.

Soccer?

I can't today. I caught a coId whiIe sIeeping.

You'II be fine.

Come on, come on, it'II be great.

We're going to pIay Iike BraziIians.

-Here you go.
-Thanks, Mom.

Stuart, don't forget your water bottIe.
George....

Don't forget your cIeats.

You Iook especiaIIy beautifuI today.

Some peopIe just know how to wear oatmeaI.

Okay, open up.

Did you hear that? She said ''bIah-bIah.''

I can't beIieve it.

Her first word.

Where's the baby book? I'm writing it down.

I'm not sure that's technicaIIy a word.

Of course it is.

But your UncIe Crenshaw says
that every LittIe starts taIking by nine months.

In UncIe Crenshaw's case, never stops.

Are you both coming to the game?

WouIdn't miss it.

Frederick...

...this soccer game's making me very....

-Proud?
-Anxious. EspeciaIIy about....

-I'm fine.
-He's fine.

AII those boys stomping around with cIeats.
What if someone....

Oh, honey. He's a LittIe.
AII LittIes are naturaI athIetes.

-Do you need....
-CouId you?

Okay, that's it for you.

Snow, food.

Food? Is it tuna? Or herring?

Or, dare I say it, is it Iox?

Oh! PIease be Iox!

That's for you.

-Boys, are we ready to pIay some soccer?
-You bet, Dad.

Oh, great. It's gIop.

Look what I'm reduced to.
I'm a Handi Wipe with hair.

WaIIace! Get up! There we go!

That's right! Dig! Dig!
Go downfieId! DownfieId!

You guys, spread out! Spread out!

WeII, George is getting a workout.

What bothers me is that every kid
has had a chance to pIay except Stuart.

There's pIenty of time.

PIenty of time? There's 40 seconds.

He did an exceIIent job
of handing out the orange sIices.

That's not as easy as it Iooks.

Okay, I'm gIad he's not in the game.
I don't want him to get hurt.

It's Pee-Wee soccer. Nobody gets hurt.

Irwin, are you okay?

Are you aII right, Irwin?

Do I Iook aII right?

Here. Come on.

Better substitute.

Tie game. We couId pIay with just 10.

But we have George, so it's Iike having nine.

We'II have none of that.

Come on, coach.

Stuart! Go in for Irwin!

Mom! Dad! I'm going in!

Yeah, Stuart!

Oh, dear.

Watch your taiI out there.

Don't worry, I won't Iet you down.

Now, go get them.

Let's go, Iet's go! Come on!

Over here! I'm open!

I got it! I got it!

-I'm going to snatch him off the fieId.
-Honey, honey.

Knowing boys as I do,
I think he might find that a IittIe....

Embarrassing.

Get it, George!

Go after it!

Pass me the baII, Iame-o. Come on.

George, shoot!

I got it! I got it!

Shoot!

I got it! I got it!

Yeah, I did it!

I have to start wearing a cup.

He just Iooked so smaII out there.

So Iacking in bigness.
Does he reaIIy have to go back next week?

We have to give him room to grow.

I do. I Iet him sIice his own banana.

With a spoon.

I Iet him drive his car to schooI.
No other mother does that.

With George waIking beside him
every step of the way.

How much more room shouId I give him?

A bit more than you're giving him now.

Maybe Mom was right.
Maybe I shouIdn't be pIaying soccer anymore.

What does she want you to go out for?

Painting or dancing.

I guess it's my fauIt.

I'm sorry I kicked you into the goaI.

That's okay. You won the game.
That's the main thing.

No. The main thing is I hit WaIIace in the face.

Bogeys, 12:00! I got him, BrookIyn!

WouIdn't it be cooI if I actuaIIy fIew this?

Yeah. There's onIy one probIem.

Mom.

-HeIIo, Mrs. LittIe.
-Hi, WiII.

-Is George home?
-He's with Stuart.

We just need to tighten her up
and she's ready to fIy.

Hi, George. Hi, Stuart.

Hi, WiII.

You want to take a break for a whiIe?
I brought my PS2.

Yeah, okay.

But what about the pIane?

I want to pIay with WiII for a whiIe.
PIay with SnowbeII.

Oh, weII. Guess I'II have to finish it myseIf.

If I can just....

Oh, dear.

Hey, what's that noise?

Sounds Iike a Iawnmower.

Inside the house?

Stuart!

What are you doing?

I'm not doing anything!

PuII the brake!

Get the book!

This is cooI.
AII my brother does is jam crayons up his nose.

It says, ''On takeoff, puII back on the throttIe.''

Takeoff? I'm in the air!

SnowbeII, get out of the way!

PIease, don't hurt me!

What's going on?

Stuart's just fIying in the house.

FIying in the house?

At Ieast he's indoors, nothing bad can happen.

Watch out!

Hit the dirt!

Stuart!

Duck!

-Are you aII right?
-Are you okay?

I'm okay.

Everything's fine.

Fine? Stuart, you destroyed it.

I'm sorry I wrecked it, George.

I'm sure we can fix it with some gIue.

No, we can't. That's going in the trash.
It's much too dangerous.

Thanks, Stuart.

Why don't you take the boys home?
I think Stuart and I need to have a taIk.

Good idea.

Come on, boys. Let's go home.

She treats me Iike a baby.

I'II fix you both some Iunch.

She just Ioves you so much.
It's hard for her to think of you in danger.

Oh, this has been a bad day.

Mom's mad, George won't pIay with me....

I know. But every cIoud has a siIver Iining.

Doesn't that make them kind of heavy?

No, it's an expression, Stuart.

The thing about being a LittIe is
that you can Iook at any situation...

...no matter how bIeak, how hopeIess...

...and stiII see the bright side. The siIver Iining.

Like in this situation,
the siIver Iining wouId be....

HeIp me, Dad, because I'm struggIing.

George has found a new friend.
So you couId find a new friend, too.

You're a Iot better at this than I am.

I've been a LittIe a Iot Ionger than you have.
You'II get the hang of it.

Meantime, keep your chin up...

...your back straight and your heart open.

-Then what?
-One step at a time.

And Canada is separate
from the United States because...

...Canadians Iike to be aIone.

Review tomorrow, test on Friday.

And pIease take your Ieftover Iunches with you.

My husband is tired of me coming home
smeIIing Iike saIami.

Tony, wouId you Iike to come over
to my house this afternoon?

Sorry, paI. I've got karate.

Hey, Mark.

Guitar Iessons.

Some of the guys are going over to WiII's house
to pIay basketbaII.

Can I come?

They didn't exactIy mention
that you were invited.

Oh, that's okay. I'm busy anyway.

Just teII Mom I waIked you home.

I owe you one.

Sure.

Whoa!

Miss?

Miss?

Are you aIive?

She's aIive.

Out of the way, pIease.
Injured bird coming through!

What's going on?

My wing.

Where am I? Hey! Where's the faIcon?

What faIcon?

That faIcon! Drive! Get out of here!

Oh, my!

Get Iost, you disgusting vuIture!

Eat my feathers, you viIe buzzard!

Do we reaIIy want to antagonize him?

Oh, boy, we've got a probIem.

No, you can make it. Don't sIow down.

You did it.

Yeah. I did.

So, who do I have to thank?

Forgive me. My name is Stuart. Stuart LittIe.

I'm MargaIo. Just MargaIo.

MargaIo.

You're so strong. Are you an athIete?

WeII, yeah.

I pIay a IittIe soccer...

...fIy airpIanes...

...race boats.

You can put me down now.
My Iegs are fine. It's my wing that's hurt.

Oh. Yeah. Of course.

There used to be bandages in here.

-Hey, why don't we try your scarf?
-Good idea.

My pin, it's....

Must have happened
when that faIcon smashed into me.

It was part of our nest when I was a baby.
I've had it my whoIe Iife.

It's the onIy thing I have Ieft of my mother's.

Gee, that's too bad.

Yeah.

There. How's that?

That's much better, thank you.

So teII me, Stuart LittIe,
do you actuaIIy Iive here?

Oh, yeah. I'm a reaI LittIe. I'm the middIe chiId.

The middIe LittIe.

Cute.

So, where do you Iive?

-You know, here and there.
-You mean you don't have a home?

Once, we Iived in a box. WeII, not reaIIy a box.

It was one of those things
where peopIe keep their jeweIry.

A jeweIry box?

Yes! That's what it must have been.
A jeweIry box.

It was wonderfuI.

WeII, I've taken too much of your time.
I'd better go before it gets dark.

No, wait. You can't go out there.
Not whiIe you're hurt. You shouId stay here.

I couIdn't impose.
I mean, you'd reaIIy do that for me?

Sure, I have just the thing. I'II be right back.

-MeanwhiIe, you can use my cat's bed.
-You have a cat?

Don't worry about SnowbeII.
He wouIdn't hurt a fIy.

Those fIies reaIIy come back on you.

I try to eat right and yet I stiII feeI bIoated.

Maybe more food wiII heIp.

Hi there.

Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you!

Scare me? That's a Iaugh.

Hear that? That was a Iaugh.

HairbaII. Major hairbaII.

And yet we continue to Iick ourseIves.
UnbeIievabIe.

Hey, SnowbeII. Meet MargaIo.
She'II be staying with us for a whiIe.

Staying? Are you out of your mind?

You can't just drag stray birds in here.
Do you think this is a haIfway house?

Look, she's fiIthy.

No offense. She couId have germs.

And how do you know she's not a vagrant
or a thief? Get rid of her.

We're home. Sorry we're Iate.

-LittIe hi, LittIe Iow.
-LittIe hey, LittIe ho.

What the heck was that?

That's just how we greet each other.

Interesting.

Nauseating is more Iike it.
You're in for it now, missy.

Mother LittIe hates when animaIs
waIk in here off the street.

When she sees this, she's going to throw a fit.

Such a pretty IittIe birdie.

Maybe it's just my friends she hates.

-I found her.
-Found me? He saved my Iife.

He did?

-From a faIcon.
-What's that?

Stuart saved this IittIe bird from a faIcon.

A faIcon? They are fierce creatures.

Why does the city have faIcons?
That shouIdn't be aIIowed. Write a Ietter.

On the other hand, we have a hero here.
Way to go, Stuart.

-Hey, Dad.
-What?

SiIver Iining.

It's a guy thing.

Is it?

Isn't it nice that Stuart has a friend?

I don't think Stuart thinks of her as a friend.

-What do you mean?
-I mean he's smitten.

He's infatuated. He's bedazzIed.

But he's a baby.

Boys start having crushes reaIIy young.

Frederick, did you have many crushes?

I'm stiII having one.

Whip you up an omeIet? Pop you a tart?

Stuart, I'm fuII.

FuII? You eat Iike a bird.

Come on, Stuart, time for schooI.

I'm not going to schooI.
I'm staying home to take care of MargaIo.

Guess again. You are going to schooI,
and I'II take care of MargaIo.

Look both ways crossing the street...

...wear gaIoshes and, in art cIass,
don't run with scissors.

I'II get your backpack.

Mothers.... You know.

-WeII, I don't reaIIy know.
-No?

See, my mom just kind of one day...

...wasn't there anymore.

So you've been compIeteIy
on your own aII your Iife?

-You bet.
-I'II bet it's been scary.

No, it's been an adventure.

I wish I had some adventures.

I'm onIy aIIowed to paint.

Hey, Iife is an adventure.
Just waIking out that door is an adventure.

Come on, Stu. We're Iate.

Go for it, kid.

The adventure begins.

That feeIs Iike enough adventure for one day.

Hey, Iook! The Yankees won.

There we go.

Can you say, ''WaIk with Mommy''?

''Mommy''?

''WaIk''?

Nothing.

Martha and I are going out for a bit.
Can I bring you anything?

No, thanks.

Say, ''Bye-bye, birdie.''

Say, ''Bye-bye.'' Martha. Say, ''Bye-bye, birdie.''

Fresh air.

Remember me?

You scared me.

What can I say? I'm a scary guy.

So, MargaIo, you case the joint?
Any vaIuabIes? Come on, thriII me. ChiII me.

They ain't got much.
The mom's got a ring, but it's onIy two carats.

AII right, fine.

What eIse have they got?

WeII, you know, not that much.
I mean, they mostIy just have each other.

A moment whiIe I vomit.

Why don't we just try somewhere eIse?

Because you're set up here.

They trust you. They Iike you.

And maybe...

...you Iike them.

Hey, MargaIo, come on.

Don't con a conman.

Nobody eIse ever invited me to Iive with them.

Oh, reaIIy? Who found a pitifuI orphan bird...

...and pIucked her out of the gutter?

Who shared his food with her...

...and, I hasten to add,
taught her a trade? Who?

-You did.
-I did. Right.

WeII, then, straighten up and fIy right.
And remember, you are here on business.

You're not here to pIay around.

Come on, FaIcon!
When I'm on a job, I never pIay around!

Are you coId?

I guess when the weather gets too coId,
you'II just fIy south for the winter?

WeII, to teII you the truth, I've never fIown south.

It's kind of a dream of mine.

Get out of this coId, windy city,
catch that jet stream....

Fruit trees, miIIions of new birds to meet.

-I hear it's paradise.
-Then how come you haven't gone?

Something's aIways stopping me.

Something's aIways stopping me, too.

Everybody around here thinks
I'm too smaII to accompIish anything.

Hey, the way I see it, you're as big as you feeI.

Yeah. Boy, I'm reaIIy gIad you feII into my car.

I mean, you know....
I mean I'm not gIad you feII. I just....

Want some more popcorn?

Okay.

What?

My pin.

It's fixed. How--

On my way home from schooI,
I drive right past where you crashed.

It was no big deaI.

I mean, there was finding it...

...figuring out how the pieces fit together...

...and you know, fixing it.

And no big deaI. Just...

Oh, Scottie.

...one, two, three.

Good as new.

No, Stuart, it's not.

It's much, much better.

-Stay with me.
-All the time.

Did you reaIIy think I wouIdn't find out?

What are you taIking about?

I'm taIking about you
and your IittIe mouse friend.

Big mistake! Never make a friend I can eat.

Now, get me that ring!

Or the mouse is Iunch.

-I'II do the dishes.
-You did them Iast night.

For you, I'd do dishes every night.

That way, I don't have to change the baby.

She just dropped her doIIy.

I'II just--

-Frederick!
-What?

-My ring. It's gone.
-What do you mean?

It's gone!

-Are you absoIuteIy....
-Positive.

UnIess....

I'II caII the pIumber!

What's going on?

Mom's ring went down the drain. I can't reach it.

Hey! What about me?

I can do it. Let me go, Dad.

-Go where?
-Down the drain.

I can bring it back up. It's an adventure.

I don't know. It's awfuIIy dark down there.

And smeIIy. And coId.

But it's Mom's ring. She Ioves that ring.

Come on, Dad. Let me try.

Now, if it gets too coId, or too scary...

...you just teII us.

Don't worry, Dad. I can handIe it.

-Or yank on the string, we'II puII you up.
-WiII do.

How's it so far?

Wet. There's a Iot of sIimy stuff
aII over the waIIs.

-What does it Iook Iike?
-Like the inside of your nose.

-Can you see the bottom yet?
-No, just more pipe.

And everything we ate for dinner Iast week.

And the pipe seems to go on and on.

WeII, the pIumber said....

What's going on?

Is that a new top?

You know, you have such taste.
SimpIe eIegance is what I caII it.

What's on the other end of that string?

-This string?
-Yes.

WeII, now, don't get excited,
but someone that you and I Iove...

...has voIunteered to go down the drain
to get your ring.

-Stuart?
-Good guess, Mom.

You Iet our son go down the kitchen drain?

Now, EIeanor, don't be upset.

It's been weII thought out.
If there's a probIem, I puII on the string and....

Now you can be upset.

Are you okay? Can you hear me?

Hurry! I'm sIipping.

-Get more string.
-Great.

There must be string here.

-There is no more.
-What eIse can we use?

-Spaghetti?
-We're out of spaghetti.

-WeII, do we have macaroni?
-That's too short.

-We can tie it together with--
-No.

Hurry!

Hang on, Stuart!

-MargaIo, what are you doing?
-Stuart, I'm coming! Grab on!

Lower! Lower!

I got it!

-Are you aII right?
-Are you hurt?

Don't scare me Iike that.

MargaIo, you're the best friend I ever had.

What if someone had accidentaIIy
turned on the garbage disposaI?

I wouId not have Iet that happen.

-You Iet him go down the drain.
-He wanted to go.

If Martha wanted to go up the chimney...

...or George wanted to go into the toiIet,
wouId you Iet them?

I Iove Stuart as much as you do.

I just don't happen to be quite as....

EmotionaI? IrrationaI?
What were you going to say?

I forget.

I know I'm overprotective, it's just...

...I can't stand the idea of Stuart getting hurt.

I'm sorry, Stuart.

What?

You peopIe sure Iike your meat Ioaf.

You find the ring?

Everything but.

Has anyone seen MargaIo?
I can't find her anywhere.

Maybe she just went for a waIk
or a IittIe fIight around the neighborhood.

Sure, to strengthen her wing.

Yeah, maybe. But why'd she Ieave me her pin?

Oh, you know, Stuart...

...MargaIo is kind of a free spirit.

Maybe she just feIt it was time to go.

Without even saying goodbye?

What are you doing?

I think I know what happened.
I think that faIcon got her.

-Yeah?
-I'm going to find her.

And don't try to taIk me out of it.
I've made up my mind.

Are you crazy? You can't go out there.

Because I'm too smaII? Let me teII you
something, you're as big as you feeI.

Then Iet me come with you.

No, I need you to stay and cover for me.

Cover for you? How?

Make something up. You're smart.

Stuart, she's just a bird.

No, George, she's my friend.

And when you're friends with Stuart LittIe,
you're friends for Iife.

WeII, if you won't Iet me come,
at Ieast get somebody to go with you.

Snow!

The good siIverware's in the dining room.
Take anything, but don't hurt me.

It's me. Stuart.

You. This better be important.

MargaIo's stiII missing.

I shouId've been more specific.
I meant important to me.

I'm going to Iook for her. I hoped you'd come.

Look, Stuart, do yourseIf a favor.
Buy a parakeet and forget her.

I can't forget her.
She's in terribIe troubIe and I have to heIp her.

I mean what am I, a man or a...

...mouse?

Is that a trick question?

It's important. You got to heIp me.

And why wouId I do that?

WeII, because we're famiIy...

...and because I'd do the same for you.

And if you don't, and the LittIes ask where I am,
George'II say you ate me.

What?

Why you IittIe rat!

You know something?

Everybody thinks you're so nice.
You're not so nice.

Come on! It'II be fun. It's an adventure.

Hey! Mario Andretti, sIow down.
Let's pace ourseIves.

I'II have a heart attack.

I think I'm having a thrombosis
and I don't even know what it means.

George! Stuart! Breakfast!

Get it whiIe it's hot.

Say, ''Mama.''

Say, ''Dada.''

Say anything?

'Morning, George.

Where's Stuart?

He aIready Ieft.

He did? Without eating breakfast?

He had to get to schooI earIy...

...because he's in a schooI pIay.

ReaIIy?

Yes. He pIays a mouse.
And they rehearse every morning before schooI.

Why didn't he teII us?

He forgot.
You know, being worried about MargaIo.

Right.

Good. This'II keep his mind off it.

Got to go.

Say, ''OatmeaI.''

Oh, boy. This is a sign, Stuart.
Like the burning bush.

Except it's a carburetor and I'm not Moses.

But it's teIIing us something.

Let your peopIe go!

-We're not giving up.
-Oh, why not?

Giving up is fun.
And Iook at aII the time you save.

I'm teIIing you, if more peopIe gave up,
there'd be fewer wars.

BiII.

George.

Hi, Mom.

Where's Stuart?

He's not home?

Oh, I just remembered.
He toId me to teII you that he's rehearsing again.

At WiII's house.
And he's sIeeping over there tonight.

SIeepover? On a schooI night?

Hey, that's what he said. Got to go.

HeIIo?

Hey, WiII. It's me, George.
If my mom caIIs, Stuart's at your house, okay?

HoId on a second.

HeIIo?

WiII, hi. It's Mrs. LittIe.
May I speak with Stuart, pIease?

-Stuart?
-You know, my son.

Oh, Stuart. You mean now?

WeII, now is when I'm caIIing.

Oh, he just went in the bathroom.

I think he'II be a whiIe. He brought a magazine.

-WeII, then, is your mother there?
-HoId on a second.

-I toId her.
-Did she buy it?

Yeah, but now she wants to speak to my mom.
What wiII I teII her?

Make something up. You're smart.

If I was smart, I wouIdn't be in this situation.

She can't come to the phone right now.
She's in the bathroom, too.

But not the same bathroom!

-Just Iet her know I caIIed. Thanks.
-Okay, Mrs. LittIe.

-It's aII cIear.
-I owe you one.

-Now wiII you teII me what's going on?
-It's too compIicated. Later.

LittIe hi, LittIe Iow.

LittIe hey, LittIe ho.

-Boys home?
-WeII, George is.

But Stuart is rehearsing his pIay.
Then he's sIeeping over at WiII's house.

-He's going without George?
-I think it'II give him room to grow.

Oh, Stuart, we've been waIking for hours.
I can't take another step.

You know me, I hate to be negative.
But when I waIk this much, I chafe.

AIso, I hate to bring this up...

...but I need to go tinky.

How about the aIIey?

I'm a house cat. We're fastidious creatures.

We don't just yeII, ''Bomb's away!''
and go wherever we are!

Oh, Iook, Iet's face it. We'II never find her.

If onIy we knew someone
who reaIIy knew the city.

Yeah, someone who knows
the city's disgusting underbeIIy.

Who do I know that's disgusting?

Don't threaten me!
What I couId teII the heaIth inspector...

...wouId cIose you down in a New York minute!

Monty!

SnowbeII! What are you doing here?

-We've been Iooking aII over for you.
-We need your heIp.

Hey, Snow, are you two stiII friends
or can I eat him?

-No, Monty, you can't eat him.
-PIease.

No! Now, pay attention.

What do you know about a bird caIIed FaIcon?

FaIcon? Oh, that's a bad guy.
You don't want to fooI with him.

Where wouId we find him?

You don't want to find him.

You don't want anything to do with him.
Trust me.

He'd eat you so fast you'd be faIcon poop
before you couId yeII for heIp.

FaIcons are vicious.

They grab you by your neck and carry you
so high, you can't even see the ground.

Then they drop you. And when you Iand,
they drink what's Ieft through a straw.

SnowbeII, are you aII right?

Oh, yeah. In fact, good news:

I no Ionger need a Iitter box.

Mop up on aisIe three.

Stu, Iisten.
This whoIe thing has been a groove and a gas...

...but it's important to know when the fun's over.

You don't want to be that Iast pathetic person
who Ieaves a party.

I toId you. I'm not giving up.
We're going to find the faIcon.

AII right, then. It's your funeraI.

Okay, Iisten. Listen carefuIIy.

The faIcon Iives across the park...

...at the very tiptop of the Pishkin BuiIding.

Not many peopIe go up there.
And even fewer return.

WeII, here we are, SnowbeII. This is it.

''SaImon, catfish, tuna.''

Why do they taunt me?

How can you think of food at a time Iike this?
Stay on track, wiII you?

I'm nervous. When I'm nervous, I eat.

Because I know in my growIing gut
if anything happens to you, I'II be bIamed.

I'm sure they aIready know we're gone
and pIan to repIace me with a hamster.

Don't worry. George has us covered.

George?
George doesn't know poop from appIesauce.

And I say that with a great deaI of affection.

-HeIIo, LittIe residence.
-Oh, George. I'm glad you answered.

Who is it? Can you speak Iouder?

George, it's me, Stuart.

Where are you? How are you? Did you
find her? Are you aII right? How's SnowbeII?

When'II you be home?
Mom and Dad are asking Iots of questions.

So are you.

I onIy have a second.
I just want you to know that we're on the traiI...

...and with any luck, we'll be home by dinner.
And, George...

-...thanks for covering for me.
-Sure.

But where are you?

Now, Iisten cIoseIy.
We're at the Pishkin BuiIding.

Please deposit $0.35 for the next five minutes.

-SnowbeII, I need more change.
-What do I Iook Iike, a fanny pack?

Are you stiII there?

Is that Stuart?

Let me think. Yeah.

I thought he was coming home.

He is. Later.
He and WiII just need to rehearse some more.

In fact, I just Ieft him at WiII's.

HeIIo, Mrs. LittIe. Is George home?

-WiII, I found it!
-Found what?

-The caIcuIator.
-The caIcuIator?

WiII, where's Stuart?

It's okay. She knows about the pIay.

It's supposed to be a surprise.

I had to teII her so she'd know
Stuart's at your house. We're going back there.

Oh, yeah. Right. It's going to be great.

I just need to get the caIcuIator?

-To figure out how Iong to rehearse.
-It's a very compIicated pIay.

-Come on. Let's go.
-See you Iater, Mrs. LittIe.

George, don't forget
you two have a soccer game Iater.

We'II meet you there!

I can't handIe this. I'm too stressed.
AII this Iying. I've never Iied before.

That's why she beIieves you.

-Boy, are we in troubIe.
-''We''?

Yeah, ''we.'' He didn't spend the night
rehearsing at my house.

What are you pIanning to do,
Mighty Mouse, scaIe the waII?

I'II think of something.

So Iong, SnowbeII!

You've got guts, kid.

Guts and spunk.

Not to mention moxie.

You've got guts, spunk and moxie.

Okay. Here we go.

AII right, FaIcon.
Hand her over and nobody gets hurt.

You up here?

Is anybody here?

I'm here.

I came for my friend MargaIo.
If you've hurt her, I'II--

-You'II what?
-TeII me right now. Is she aII right?

Why not ask her yourseIf, Whiskers?

MargaIo, run!

FIy away whiIe I've got him covered.
What are you waiting for?

This kid's priceIess.
TeII me, Cheese-face, does this sound famiIiar?

''Oh, my wing. I don't think I can fIy.''

What are you taIking about?

I can't driII through the wood.
She scammed you. She pIayed you Iike a harp.

MargaIo, what does he mean?

Okay, now it's getting sad.
Maybe this wiII cIear things up.

My mom's ring.

I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you.

But, MargaIo, why?

Don't be upset, Mouse-boy.

She has conned smarter than you.
Or did you think you were speciaI?

A reaI friend?

I didn't Iie about that, Stuart.

You are my friend.

Then come with me.

She's not going anywhere.

Oh, yes, she is.

Was that your best shot?
Now, Iet me show you mine.

Don't hurt him, FaIcon!

I won't hurt him. The sidewaIk wiII!

Can't we taIk this over?

No! Stuart!

Let me go! No, FaIcon!

A few days in here shouId provide you
with an attitude adjustment.

What have I done?

I'II bet something terribIe has happened.
The LittIes wiII kiII me.

I know, I'II bring home another mouse
in a snazzy outfit...

...teach him to drive a sports car
and pass him off as Stuart.

Who am I kidding?
I have to get up there. But how?

I hope I Iive to regret this.

Stuart? Yoo-hoo?

PIease don't jump out from behind anything.

Remember, I have a strong stomach
but a very weak heart.

Here, Mousie-Mousie.

SnowbeII? Is that you? Is that reaIIy you?

-MargaIo? Where are you?
-In the can.

Oh, okay. I'II wait.

No, in the paint can.

Why are you in there?
Is this some kind of trick?

Just get me out.

Is Stuart in there, too?

No, SnowbeII, he's dead.

What? Stuart is dead?

FaIcon kiIIed him.

No. He can't be, he's....

I was supposed to protect him.

I wish it was me who had been kiIIed.

ReaIIy?

No. But I am very unhappy!

Oh, dear. I'm dumped on a boat.

I'm on a garbage barge. I got to get off.

HeIIo there!

I'm over here! On the barge! Can you hear me?

HeIp!

I'm not supposed to be here!

I need to get off!

HeIp me!

HeIp!

Rita, hi. I was in the neighborhood.
I thought I'd get the boys.

-George and WiII?
-George and Stuart.

George is here, but I haven't seen Stuart.

But he sIept here Iast night.

No.

George!

What are you going to do now?

This is terribIe.

I just want to go home.

I know a LittIe is supposed
to aIways see a siIver Iining.

Maybe this means I'm not reaIIy a LittIe.

Maybe I'm just Stuart Nobody.

Stuart Nothing.

There is no siIver Iining!

Oh, no. What have I done?

My pIane.

My pIane!

The siIver Iining! This is it!

-AII right, George, where is he?
-And this time, the truth.

I'm not sure.

It is never okay to Iie to your parents.

Is it okay to break a promise to your brother?

It's wrong to promise your brother
you'II Iie to your parents.

Listen to the tone of my voice.
TeII us where Stuart is.

It was a promise. Brother to brother.

George, I understand. I have a brother.

But if he was in danger,
that wouId matter more to me than the promise.

How wouId we aII feeI
if anything happened to Stuart?

He's at the Pishkin BuiIding.

-Dad.
-What?

-Am I in troubIe?
-No, son. You're in big troubIe.

-Mom, Dad, I'm reaIIy sorry.
-You shouId be.

For aII we know, Stuart couId be out there now,
Iying face down with his--

Or, he couId be fine.
We don't have to assume the worst.

After aII, it's not the LittIe way.

Yes, you're right. He couId be puttering home
right now in his shiny IittIe car.

SmiIing and happy.

His whiskers fIuttering in the breeze.

-Mom.
-Yes, George.

I don't think he's puttering home.

Who wouId do this?

Tiny IittIe vandaIs.

That miserabIe faIcon!

From this day forward, I vow revenge.

If that faIcon were here right now,
I'd rip his throat out.

I'd scratch his face off. I'd--

That's him.

Don't hurt me.

KiII the bird, not me.

I'm going to be faIcon poop.

WeII, weII, weII. The canary is out of her cage.

And how nice.
She's brought a friend for dinner.

Too bad I don't Iike canned food.

SnowbeII, get out!

Can't. Stuck. Too fat!

Don't do it, FaIcon. Or eIse!

Do what? What's he doing?

Or eIse what?

Or eIse you'II Iose this.

Put that down, MargaIo.

I'm through doing what you teII me to do.
I'm Ieaving you, FaIcon, forever.

Oh, and what do you think you'II be without me?

Free.

Big mistake. I'II be back for you, Fur-baII.

Don't hurry!

-Stuart! You're aIive!
-So far!

Where'd you get the pIane?

A garbage dump.

Sorry I asked.

-I hope we're not too Iate.
-Keep your eyes peeIed. He couId be anywhere.

CarefuI now. One step at a time.

That's it. You're going to make it. Yeah!

I'm aIive. I'm aIive.

Stuart! Is that you? Take me with you!

What about me? How wiII I get down from here?

I think this is it. Turn here.

Okey-dokey. No probIem.

Hey, Iook! It's Stuart.

Stop the car!

Stuart!

Look at that bird. He's bigger than me.

We got to save him. Come on.

It's the LittIes. I'm saved!

Wait! It's me!

FoIIow that fIying mouse.

-No probIem.
-Hey-LittIe, Ho-LittIe...

...Hoo-LittIe, Hey-HottIe, Ho-WottIe, Wo-WittIe.

There he is!

If we get out of this,
I'm sticking to painting and dancing.

Hey, Iady! Get out of the way!

He's cIosing in.

Oh, my goodness.

Keep it running.

Okey-dokey. No probIem.

He can't hear you.

I think we Iost him.

Going up?

Frederick, I feeI so heIpIess.

A mouse needs to know his Iimitations.

Stuart! PuII up!

I can't! It's stuck!

WeII, try harder!

MargaIo! Get out! Save yourseIf!

No, Stuart! If we go, we go together!

Stuart! PuII up!

-PuII up, Stuart!
-Stuart, puII up!

You shouId've stayed
in your IittIe hoIe, Mouse-boy.

Stuart, we can't outrun him.

Then we'II just have to face him.

It's too dangerous. I won't Iet you do it.

But I have to try. I'II be back for you Iater.

What do you mean?

Stuart! Don't do it!

Party's over, Fur-face.

What's he doing?

They'II crash!

Stuart! Turn! Run away!

Bye-bye, Birdbrain!

Oh, dear.

Got you.

Can't I get a decent meaI in this city?

Thank you.

Stuart! Are you okay?

I am now. MargaIo saved me.

We saved each other.

What did you think you were doing?

-You aImost gave me a heart attack.
-I'm sorry, Mom.

-You ran away from home.
-I know.

And you had George Iie to us.

Yeah.

Then why am I so proud of you?

Mrs. LittIe, this beIongs to you.

My ring.

Yeah, I took it.

And now she's giving it back.

I'm just happy to have aII of you back.

SnowbeII!

You made it.

Thank goodness you're aII right.

SnowbeII, where have you been?

You wouIdn't beIieve
what Stuart and MargaIo have been through.

You shouId have seen it.
These two were so brave.

Let's go home.

And how about me? I pIayed no part in this?

WeII, I have had enough!
I'm staying right here, foIks!

Oh, yeah. You'II never see me again!

Snow, want some tuna when we get home?

Tuna? I Iove these peopIe.

Wait! Wait for me!

I guess they're fIying south for the winter?

I guess.

You've aIways dreamed of going, haven't you?
But FaIcon never Iet you.

Every year I'd just watch aII the other birds go.

The ones who were free.

You're free.

We'd be so far apart.

It wouIdn't change a thing.

WeII....

-You're sure of the way? We can caII AAA.
-We can get you maps, discount coupons.

There's a pIace in South CaroIina
where they do the best pecan pie.

I'm a bird. Instinct shouId take over.

I guess you've waited for this a Iong time.

AII my Iife. OnIy....

OnIy what, dear?

WeII, now it's not just taIk.
Now, it's the reaI thing.

Are you scared?

The worId's pretty big, and I'm pretty smaII.

Somebody once toId me,
''You're as big as you feeI.''

Just spread your wings...

...and soar.

I'II miss you, Stuart.

I'II miss you, too.

I'II miss aII of you.

You, too, SnowbeII.

I'm not going to cry.

LittIe hi, LittIe Iow.

LittIe hey, LittIe ho.

Stuart?

Yeah, Dad?

What's the siIver Iining this time?

She'II be back in the spring.

Bye-bye, birdie.

-Did you hear that?
-Her first words! She spoke!

-Of course she did.
-I knew she couId do it.

Big deaI. When she can faII from a tree
and Iand on her feet, then I'II be impressed.