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[theme music playing]

[shrieks]

We hope you enjoyed your stay at the Royal Gate Hotel.

[exclaims]

Where are you going? You work here.

That mouse!

Keep him out like your job depends on it.

[whooshing]

[camera shutter clicking]

Oh, my gosh. The Rick Royce?

Let me take your coat. I love you so much. Biggest fan.

Welcome to the Royal G-- [gasps]

-You have the prettiest teeth. -[chimes]

Well, if it isn't the famous rock star, Rick Royce.

Normally we're delighted to host celebrities here

at the Royal Gate Hotel.

But it seems to me the last time you stayed here,

you left an expensive amount of damage.

[sighs] We all make mistakes.

Fair enough. But it wasn't me, mate.

It was me monkey.

Yeah, he used to be a real troublemaker,

but he completed his behavior training,

and now he's a perfect gentleman, he is.

[softly] Just don't let him near any bananas.

Bananas make him go, you know, bananas.

Ugh! Well, we'll book you for the night and see how it goes.

And Thomas will do his level best

to keep every banana in the building under lock and key.

Thanks, mate.

The boss said you'd keep Barbells company

while I rest up for me gig.

[yawns]

[Rick snoring]

[sighs]

[knocking on door]

[chattering excitedly]

[inhales and exhales]

[exhales]

[chattering]

[panting]

[shrieks]

[burps]

[shrieks]

[whooshing]

[chattering]

[screams]

[chattering]

-[electricity crackling] -[screams]

[screams]

[gasps] Tom!

We hope you enjoyed your stay at the Royal Gate Hotel.

[exclaims excitedly]

[laughing]

[theme music playing]

[racy instrumental music]

[shrieks]

[instrumental music playing]

Don't look so confused.

I'm just training for the Doggie Championship.

That's where dogs from all over

gather to see who's the World's Best Dog.

There's a bunch of big events,

like jumping the fence,

catching the disk.

Burying the bone.

And last but not least, tail wagging competition.

8.5 seconds.

That's a personal best.

I gotta win.

This year's champion gets a year's supply

of T-bone steaks.

Gotta run through the course again.

I bet I can still shave off time.

[amusing instrumental music playing]

[yells]

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

You numbskulls.

Now I can't compete in the Doggie Championship.

No, you're not getting away that easy.

You guys got me knocked out of the contest.

That means you're on the hook to help me win anyways.

[laughing]

I don't care if you don't like the costume.

It's got to be a dog to enter, so get used to it.

We've only got 24 hours

to turn you into the Best Dog in the World.

Let's get to work.

For the first event,

you'll have to sit, pant and play dead.

Got it?

Now, sit.

[disgusted sigh] Sit!

You're supposed to be a dog.

Good. Now pant.

-[meows] -[laughs]

No! Put your lungs into it.

Pant!

[panting]

Play dead!

[choking]

[dramatic music playing]

It's a dog championship,

not a Broadway audition.

In the next competition,

every dog has to catch a disk in his mouth.

Think you can do that?

What do you mean, "No?"

What kind of attitude is that?

Get out there and catch this or else...

[amusing instrumental music playing]

Okay, good try.

Here's another one.

Just catch it.

I said, "Catch it," not "Eat it."

[burps]

It's hopeless.

There's no way this'll work.

There goes my year of T-bone steaks.

[racy instrumental music]

[shrieks]

That's it. That's the answer.

[male announcer] Welcome to the Doggie Championship,

where dogs from around the globe

compete to be the world's primo pooch.

Now remember, as long as Tom is chasing you,

he's the greatest dog in the world.

But if he ain't, he ain't.

So when the race starts,

just make sure he keeps chasing you.

Got it?

[announcer] And now get ready for the first event.

Destroying the couch.

[whistles]

On your bark, set, go!

[dramatic music playing]

[announcer] The winner is... Tom, the Dog.

[audience applauding]

The next event:

Knocking over the trash cans.

Go!

[shrieks]

[clanging]

Once again, the winner is Tom, the Dog.

Who's a good boy, eh folks?

And now it's time for: Digging up the flower garden.

[comical instrumental music playing]

Go!

[amusing instrumental music playing]

Great Dane in the morning.

We have a counterfeit canine on our hands.

Tom, the Dog is really a pussycat.

-Clearly, this little kitty is disqualified. -[crowd booing]

What have I done?

He's dead meat out there. Sprain or no sprain.

I can't let this stand.

[amusing instrumental music playing]

[announcer] A latecomer has taken the field.

And he's running the course in record time.

The rest of the pack are eating his dust.

[amusing instrumental music playing]

What a catch!

Folks, we have a new Doggie Championship winner.

One for the record books.

Well, we all worked together in this, and that's rare.

Just like this big juicy steak.

I say we divide it in three equal shares.

[comical instrumental music playing]

Looks like we went from the thrill of victory,

to the agony of the meat.

Come back here!

♪ Wake up to the awesome side ♪

♪ Of ground and trees All dressed in white ♪

♪ It's snow ♪

♪ Snow ♪

♪ Grab my scarf And mittens, too ♪

♪ It's cold outside But much to do ♪

♪ In snow ♪

♪ Snow ♪

♪ There's something going on The world is covered in white ♪

♪ Let's build a snowman And start a snowball fight ♪

♪ Snow, whoa-oh-whoa ♪

♪ Come on, come on Let's play ♪

♪ Snow, whoa-oh-whoa ♪

♪ Haven't got all day ♪

[screams]

♪ Snow, whoa-oh-whoa ♪

♪ Falling from the sky ♪

♪ Snow, whoa-oh-whoa ♪

♪ Let's start A snowball fight ♪

[laughs]

[clank]

[coughs]

[whooshing]

[thunder rumbling]

[coughs]

♪ It's time to head home ♪

♪ Everything is still okay ♪

♪ Thank you for the snow ♪

♪ It brought such joy On this cold day ♪

[thunder rumbling]

[Toodles] Tom, you really know how to make a girl feel special.

Finally, a date with just the two of us.

You, me, and an overpriced latte.

[crunching]

Tom! Ugh!

[groans]

Lattes are for guests only.

Tom, this is the last straw.

It's just one more romantic evening ruined.

I just don't understand the appeal of chasing after dirty rodents.

I'm going to come over tomorrow and you're going to show me

what's so special about catching mice.

Okay. I'm ready for our mouse hunt.

I've got mousetraps, a net, night vision goggles.

[laughing]

I did some research.

It seems mice will use air vents to escape.

[gasps]

Tom, you found me!

I've been lost in those cushions for days.

[horn blares]

Loud noises can disrupt their balance

and make catching them easy.

You want to show me a better way to catch mice?

Okay.

Tom, wait, it's too dangerous.

Wow. Catching mice is fun.

I guess I understand why you like it so much.

Let's do it again.

Are you ready?

Now run.

Hup! Hup! Hup!

[grunts]

Hi-yah!

Gotcha!

That was easy.

I'm feeling generous.

You get a second chance.

I thought I hated water. This is fun. Wanna go again?

[elevator dings]

Phew! That's a lot of stairs.

Three for three!

Well, I'm gonna let you go again,

but I think you owe me one right now, yes?

Wow, Tom, I just realized that

I've been having all the fun catching Jerry,

and haven't given you much of a chance.

Would you like a turn?

Oops! He got away.

Tom, I can't keep this up all day.

You've got to go after him.

[elevator dings]

[crashing]

I'm afraid I haven't seen him.

He's not out here.

[object shatters]

I knew I learned from the best.

[kisses]

Tom, we've earned a night out.

There's always tomorrow.

[theme music playing]