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Ladies and gentlemen, this is a true story.

The story of John Pettybone.

An obscure musician whose strange love of Dixieland music

lifted him from the depths of the city dump

to the heights of the Hollywood Bowl.

This is John's home.

Nothing elaborate, rather plain.

But within these simple walls,

was begun the fabulous career of a great musical genius

John Irving Pettybone!

Hello, folks!

Yes, John is a dog,

but not an ordinary dog.

John is a Dixieland dog.

His single ambition,

to lead a Dixieland band in the Hollywood Bowl.

All right, boys!

A-one, a-two...

Unfortunately, however,

not all music-lovers appreciate Dixieland.

Well, John, at least you still have your record.

Well, John, now you've done it.

You're through, no more Dixieland.

Listen, Dixieland, John.

They're playing your song.

Listen to that trumpet.

Boy, nobody blows a horn

like that Pee Wee Runt.

Fleas love dogs, you know.

You could make beautiful music together.

Hey, you, come back here with my fleas.

Okay, men, a-one, a-two...

All right, I'll give you three to hand over them, fleas.

A-one, a-two...

Let it rip, boys.

A-one, a-two...

Okay, boys, take five.

Dig that horn.

Oh, hey. Hey, man, that was a mean set of drums.

Real cool, boy. Cool.

You bet. You bet.

Listen, Fido, can't you read?

Now, I'll give you three to get outta here.

A-one, a-two...

A musical mutt.

A Dixieland dog.

It's impossible. How does he do it?

Dixieland without a band.

Wow, what an act!

The Hollywood Bowl.

Well, that's my story.

There isn't much more to tell.

Nobody ever solved the mystery

of John Pettybone's amazing music,

and nobody ever will.

For in all the world,

only Pee Wee Runt knows the secret

and Pee Wee will never tell.

For you see, he, that flea,

Pee Wee, is me.

See?