Original subtitles

- (VIDEO GAME MUSIC PLAYS) - (GRUNTING)

Good morning, Mr. Hamada.

Oh. Hey, Professor Granville.

Professor Granville! (YELLS)

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) What are you... What are you doing here?

I have a favor to ask you.

Or are you too busy?

Uh, a favor?

(ECHOING): Or are you too busy?

BAYMAX: Hiro has been busy.

Hiro has stayed up late to complete the video games

Wormhole 1 and Wormhole 2 in anticipation of...

Sounds like you have an abundance of free time, Mr. Hamada.

Did I mention this is a paid favor?

Oh. That sounds like a summer job.

I don't really think I need...

- It is. - And you do.

- But... - And when the job is done, you can have these back.

I think it'll be good for him

to get some real-world work experience this summer.

Indeed. Mr. Hamada.

With me. Into the real world.

(GROANS)

Mr. Hamada, meet Curie, Fermi, and Oppenheimer.

(BARKS, WHINES)

Uh, dog-sitting?

BAYMAX: Hello, canines.

You will watch my babies

while I attend a STEM conference today.

I have prepared detailed instructions and supplies.

(HIRO YELLS)

It is essential to follow them to the letter.

My little ones have some...

uh, let's say quirks.

Am I supposed to wear this?

BAYMAX: That appears to be its purpose.

Ahem! I imagine this amount will suffice for your services?

Yeah. That-that amount will suffice nicely.

Then I will see you tonight.

Mmm. Be good while mommy's gone.

(OPPENHEIMER BARKS)

Wow! Your first-ever summer job that's not illegal.

- Oh, I'm so proud. - Uh, thanks?

It'll be tough, but it's important

to learn the value of hard work.

CUSTOMER: Who do I gotta see to get a refill?

- Speaking of hard work... - Hard work?

It's dog-sitting.

This'll be easy money,

which means I'll be able to buy Wormhole 3!

- (PHONE RINGS) - Hiro! Wormhole 2!

I can't defeat the final boss!

I need your halp! Now!

BAYMAX: Fred, Hiro has a summer job and cannot...

Baymax, if I don't finish Wormhole 2,

I can't start Wormhole 3!

Who says I can't look after these dogs and help Fred?

(GROWLS)

Whoa, Baymax, cool butt-pack.

BAYMAX: Thank you.

Hiro, I believe the dogs require attention.

(SNIFFING)

(WHINING)

(OPPENHEIMER BARKS)

Give me ten minutes.

♪♪

(SNIFFING)

(BARKING)

- It's time to get Fancy! - (BARKS)

Food, water, exercise, and canine conversation...

everything they need.

BAYMAX: Professor Granville's manual states...

Hiro, you gotta check out this hole!

There's like so many worms!

I shouldn't neglect my friend, should I?

BAYMAX: No. You should not.

However...

And you have gone.

(WHINES)

(GROWLS)

Huh. What food requires no hands to eat,

so that way we can keep playing?

(GASPS)

HIRO: Oh, no.

No. No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no!

(BARKS)

This seems dangerous.

- FRED: Oh, well, you wanna play? - HIRO: Fred, don't!

- Fetch! - (CRACKLES)

(MEOWS)

Um, I don't think he gets how this game works.

No more fetch.

And-and Fermi's missing.

Can you scan for him, Baymax?

BAYMAX: Scanning.

There are approximately 120 other dogs

in San Fransokyo

that match Fermi's genetic makeup.

If Professor Granville finds out

I lost her dog, she'll kill me!

- I know some people who can help. - Kill me?

Whoa! No, no, no.

You are in a dark place.

We have friends. They'll totally help.

Yeah, we're not helping.

Your job, your mess.

Guys, come on. Please?

They're so cute.

Is that one actually eating the couch?

BAYMAX: Yes, she is.

That one really likes to fetch.

BAYMAX: Yes, he does.

Look, I know I messed up,

but I just need a few tiny favors, guys.

Fine. What do you need us to do?

Go Go, can you and Honey Lemon watch Curie?

(BARKING)

Yay!

Wasabi, Fred, can you, uh,

maybe help return some of this stuff?

There's a dinosaur bone, Hiro. A dinosaur bone.

Which is why it needs to go back.

It's important, historically.

Ooh, we have to trace Oppenheimer's steps.

I gotta get in dog mode real quick.

- (FRED SNIFFING) - (WHINES)

- (BARKING) - I'm getting something.

What are you and Baymax gonna do?

- HIRO: Fermi! - BAYMAX: Fermi!

- Fermi! - BAYMAX: Fermi!

- HIRO: Fermi! - BAYMAX: Fermi!

Here, boy.

BAYMAX (MUFFLED): Have you seen this dog?

What is that dog's deal?

Hiro, perhaps this will help.

We don't have time for that, Baymax.

Fermi could be in real trouble.

- He could be anywhere. - BAYMAX: He is right there.

(GASPS) Fermi!

Fermi! Just stay there, boy.

BAYMAX: Stay, boy. Stay.

(GROWLING)

And he is gone.

Aah! Okay, new plan.

(CURIE GRUNTING)

- At least she's adorable. - I don't trust it.

Maybe if we play with her, she'll stop chewing.

Or we could put a muzzle on her.

(GASPS) Go Go, she can hear you.

Good. Gotta send a message.

(GRUNTS)

Hmm.

- (GROWLS) - (GASPS)

- No, don't! - Bad dog!

(GRUNTS)

GO GO: No!

I-I can't see.

(GRUNTS)

(CURIE BARKS)

- Go Go, what's happening? - Nothing good.

This is your own fault.

(GRUNTS)

Again, we are so sorry.

We don't even know how he got this far.

I mean, he has really developed quads, so...

We promise not to let him out of our sight from now on.

Fred, he's gone! How?

Relax, Wasabi. He'll be back.

Yeah, but what will he be back with?

Huh?

- Is that what I think it is? - Hmm.

(BELLS JINGLE)

♪♪

(WHIMPERS)

Our friend who is furry, suffers from melancholia,

an emotional hole, which cannot be filled

by these particular canine playthings.

(WHIMPERS)

(GRUNTS)

HIRO: There!

Fermi!

(SCREAMS)

BAYMAX: Oh, no.

HIRO: Hey, stop.

How did he get in there?

(YOWLS)

BAYMAX: Oh, no.

Uh, Baymax, let's go.

Fermi, stay!

Stay!

- No! - BAYMAX: Oh, no.

(GROANS)

Baymax, flashlight.

- (GROWLS) - There! Aah!

BAYMAX: Stay. Stay, boy.

Stay there.

Why'd he suddenly stop?

- BAYMAX: This building is... - (RUMBLING)

(YELLS)

- ... structurally unsound. - Good to know.

(GRUNTING) Seriously?

What does it take to get this dog under control?

- BAYMAX: Mr. Pip. - (WHINES)

Mr. Pip?

- BAYMAX: Mr. Pip. - (SQUEAKS)

(SQUEAKS)

(SNIFFING)

(BARKING)

What?

BAYMAX: Good boy.

Uh, okay.

Maybe I should have read the instructions.

BAYMAX: That would have been advisable.

You had a manual?

And everything you needed to control these dogs?

Meaning all of this could have been avoided

if you'd done your job?

Pretty much, yeah.

(BARKING)

Professor Granville, you're back!

Yes. Thank you, Mr. Hamada.

I trust there were no problems,

considering my detailed instructions?

No. No, no problems whatsoever.

Excellent.

Sweet!

Then we'll be on our way.

Come on, babies. Let's go home.

(BARKING)

Someone looks satisfied.

I mean, it was hard work.

But totally worth it.

We're glad you feel that way, Hiro.

- I need new glasses. - I fed the dog your game.

No! Wormhole 2!

I touched a lot of gross stuff.

I'm gonna need medical-grade sanitizer.

(SIGHS) At least there's enough left for Wormhole 3.

(DOOR OPENS)

- For my trouble. - (GASPS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

OTHERS: Yeah, that's fair.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

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