London, We Have a Problem/Transcript

London, We Have a Problem

Transcript

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Previous: "Doggy Da Vinci"

Next: "It's My Party"

Hunter: (looking through binoculars) So... this is where they all live... Dalmatian Street. (chuckle) Duh. Now, go on, Cuddles, and check it out.

(Dylan nervously eyes mail slot, calendar with last day circled, clock, and furniture/he whimpers, pants, and slowly wags tail)

Dolly: (drops in next to him) Don't tell me. Today's the day.

Dylan: My new space helmet arrives! Only... the postman's 4.2 minutes behind schedule!

Dolly: Oh, wow, way to dial up the dork.

Dylan: Oh, I plan to. (chuckle) And guess what. Mum says I get to do it all day!

Dolly: Aren't you gonna help with pup care?

Dylan: Nope! Astro-dog training!

Dolly: (sigh) (soft) This is just so... (loud) not fair!

(Cuddles, who is not at their door, struggles to get in/he puts paw on pad/pad rejects him/Cuddles is sprayed with water/he meows)

(Postman walks up to door, whistling)

Dylan: What was that? (doorbell ring/gasp/sparkly eyes) It's the postman! (runs awkwardly to door)

Deepak: Ooh! I hope it's my new Guru Miaow stress balls!

(Dmitris show up one-by-one and laugh at him)

(Dylan opens door)

Dmitris: Postman! Postman!

Dylan: Dyahh! Dmitri 1, let go of the nice postman's leg! (they are seen attacking postman, who is whimpering and trying to get them off) You too, Dmitri 2! Dmitri 3, we've been over this!

Dmitris: Aw!

(door is still wide open/puppies run out)

Puppies: Postman! Postman! Postman! (giggles) Postmaaaaan!

(they knock postman over/his package for Dylan flies to doorway/Dylan is excited/puppies bark in the background)

Postman: (exasperated moan as he finally gets up) I so gotta get a new route!

(Dylan shrieks/puppies run back in and Dylan protects his package)

Dylan: (tears apart package with his teeth) Finally! (we see his warped reflections on helmet/he regains sparkly eyes) My Dogstar 3000! Oh, it's even shinier than I expected!

(He puts helmet on/in Dylan's imagination, we see outer space/dramatic music plays)

Dylan: And so it begins, the mission...

(Mars reflects on his helmet)

Dylan: ...to be first dog on Mars! (zoom out to reveal that he is right in front of Mars) Astro-dog training log, did I.

(music stops/record scratch)

Dolly: (on top of his head) Not so fast!

(back to reality)

Dylan: What?

Dolly: (sigh) At least help with roll-call end.

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