Original subtitles

[theme music playing]

That's it. It's time for me to find some real food.

[reading]

Don't worry, Tom, old buddy.

I'm not a stray.

I live in that dumpster right there.

You're really not going to let me in?

I thought we was pals. Compadres.

Okay, I get it.

You can't let me in.

I understand.

[screams]

You rotten bowling ball, I'll show you who's boss.

Hey, this gives me an idea.

[tire screeches]

[thuds]

Looks like you're having trouble catching that mouse.

Don't worry. I can help you.

Feast your eyes on this.

It's a crystal ball that has magical powers.

It allows me to see into the future.

No, it's true.

In fact, I can see into your future.

You're going to be famous.

You're going to be among the stars.

[laughing]

See, you're among the stars.

Not only can I see your future,

I can predict where that pesky little mouse will be.

You know where he'll be before he does,

catching him will be a snap.

Let's see if I can predict his next location,

so you can surprise him.

I see dancing, and musicians,

I think that mouse is gonna be hiding in the grand piano,

in the lounge at 11 o'clock.

[people chattering indistinctly]

[piano playing]

[wood creaks]

[screams]

Hey, get out of here you crazy cat.

You're ruining my concert.

[thuds]

Did you get the mouse?

Come here.

Let's see where he's gonna be next.

I'm getting something.

He's going to be in the pool

on the high dive in three minutes.

You don't have a moment to waste.

Run, Tommy.

You missed him again.

But don't worry. My magical crystal ball says,

he's going to be in the janitor's quarters.

I can't find the mouse.

Oh, well, this routine seems to be running smooth enough without him.

There you are, you little sneak.

I predict you're going to give me that chow.

Now get lost.

I should have warned you about that janitor's temper,

but let's forget about that and consult the crystal.

He's in the boiler room.

Mind the furnace!

Not in the boiler room, huh?

My bad.

Uh, he's in the baggage claim.

I misspoke.

He's in the garage.

You just missed him again.

Definitely the kennel.

[dogs growling and snapping]

[screams]

[grunts]

[theme music playing]

[drums beating and cymbals crashing]

[reel whirrs]

[laughs]

What is going on here?

Those aren't your shoes. Take them off.

Scat! I have work to do.

[groans]

Oh, it's always the cleat.

My hand. How will I ever get all my work done?

My customers expect overnight service.

[sighs] I don't want to let them down.

[bell ringing]

[rooster crowing]

[snores]

Thank you, little fella, for doing so much of my work for me.

Maybe I'll fill my orders in time after all.

[yelps]

Are my dance shoes ready?

I'm going clubbing tonight.

Oh, my! They look beautiful.

[cash register tray dings]

Oh, dear, Al. What happened?

Are you going to be all right?

I'm gonna be just fine.

I have a little help.

-[bell rings] -See you next time, Al.

Here you go, little helper.

I'll go to the deli and get another for myself.

[bell rings]

[whirring]

[chuckles] It looks like my little angel

has an assistant.

For such fine work, I have a very special reward.

Now you look just like the famous cat in the story,

The Puss in the Boots.

[chomping]

Isn't that something?

[laughs]

[screams]

[theme music playing]

[screams]

[all screaming]

[shrieks]

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

[theme music playing]

Welcome to the Royal Gate Hotel.

[groans] Where is that kid?

Half an hour late on his first night.

Jimmy!

Oops, I'm sorry!

I had a little trouble with the uniform.

The sleeves are a little...

Are you okay, Sergeant Peeper?

Mr. Pepper!

I mean, Peeper! Piper!

I'm going on break.

If you need me, and I hope you don't,

I'll be on the roof, enjoying the view.

And it's a cold one tonight.

Make sure no stray animals get inside.

Whatever you say, Dr. Pupper.

Pepper! Peeper! Ugh! Just watch the door!

No animals. No, sirree.

Not on my watch.

[screams]

No unescorted animals, creatures, cattle, chattel or flocks of foul

are to enter the hotel without executive permission.

In other words, goodbye, kitty.

[screams]

[rips]

Welcome to the Loyal Great Motel.

I mean, Royal Gate Hotel.

It's a hotel. A big one.

Very nice.

The pants, if you please.

Phew.

[laughs]

[whistles]

[laughing]

[screams]

Shh.

Huh?

Sorry, but see, lady,

there isn't supposed to be

any under-escorted animals in the lobby of the elegant hotel building

we're standing inside the insides of.

I beg your pardon?

This is a service animal, you dunce!

He has more of a right to be here than most people,

and his pedigree speaks for itself.

It's impeccable.

It can't be pecced.

[elevator bell dings]

[gasps]

[elevator bell dings]

Ah-ha!

Got you, you dirty freeloaders!

[elevator bell dings]

[screams]

Oh!

Jimmy, what did you just do?

That was Tom, the hotel cat.

He's been keeping the mice away here for years.

What? Wow. Maybe he has nine...

Oh, boy, I'm in trouble, aren't I?

[theme music playing]