超狗任务 Underdog(2007)【完整台词】
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She could be Polly Shoeshine.
Or is it Polly Shine?
Or is it...
Hey, Frisbee!
What was that?
It's my instincts.
I just can't help myself.
Whoo! What a rush.
OK. What else do you do?
Now bury the bone. Let's go.
Good boy. Bury the bone.
Uh, excuse me. You want
to tell me why you're
talking to me like that?
What? It's doggy talk.
Well, it's demeaning.
Give me the stick.
Hey, I think
I struck oil.
Shoeshine, get out
of there. Come on.
I hope no one saw that.
What else do dogs do?
Hey, they smell.
- How's your smelling?
- My schnoz ain't too good.
Got me fired
from my last job.
That's ridiculous.
Come on, just try it.
Smelling makes me nervous,
and I...
Ah... ah... ah-choo!
Glad I didn't try
to hold that one in.
I would have blown my brains
out of my ears.
OK. Um, what are they
saying?
(indistinct voices
becoming clearer)
(girl)
...when I talk like that.
I'm not gonna spend...
I know.
We'll talk later. Bye.
Catch the ball
right in the web
of the glove.
Maybe we should
see other people.
He thinks it would be better
if they saw other people.
She says for all she cares
he can go eat...
- People eat that, too?
- (chuckles)
(crying)
Help! Let me go.
It's Polly and that girl
who follows her around.
- Molly.
- She's with two other guys.
They're stealing
her backpack. This way.
Hey! Wait.
- Slow down.
- No, you speed up.
Use all four legs.
- (tires screeching)
- (horns honking)
This is incredible.
I've never run
this fast before.
It feels like my feet aren't
even touching the ground...
- Yeow!
- (horns honking)
Whoo!
(gasps) I can fly?
Hey!
Whoa! Look out!
Whoo!
This is way better
than sticking your head
out of a moving car.
- Whoo hoo!
- (truck horn honking)
Oh, no! I'm blind.
I can't see. Oh, no.
I don't want to see.
Sorry.
Excuse me. Pardon me.
Excuse me. Out of the way.
I'm good. I'm good.
Whoo!
(groans) Spicy mustard.
Ow! Where are the brakes
on this thing?
- I got a camera.
- Hurry up.
Whoo!
Whoa!
Ahhh!
(Molly) Hello? 911?
(murmuring)
Uh-huh. Someone just
swooped in and saved you?
You think you could
describe him?
Yes. He was white.
- Molly, hey.
Um, are you all right?
- Mm-hmm.
OK, so he's a Caucasian?
Actually,
I think he was brown.
He was light brown
with white spots
on his belly,
paws, and tail.
He had black whiskers,
brown eyes and a wet nose.
Like this?
(Jack)
Shoeshine? Shoeshine.
Shoeshine, you here?
(whimpering)
Sorry, Jack.
I didn't mean
to break those cars
or those garbage cans
or that building.
Shoeshine, you're a hero.
No, I don't want to be a hero.
I'll screw it up.
Trust me on this one.
(sighs) I just wanted a home,
a place where I belonged.
Just because
I have these powers
doesn't make me a hero.
Shoeshine, it depends
on what you do with them.
Maybe. But promise me,
no one can find out.
- Not even your dad.
- Oh, my dad.
Easy. Easy.
Do you see
a tennis ball anywhere?
(doorbell rings)
Just put it in the corner.
You know, traditionally,
the dog makes the mess
and the human cleans it up.
I'm looking for my beagle.
He, uh, does tricks and stuff.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I haven't seen him.
(crashing)
- What was that?
- That was my, um...
my grandpa.
He's blind, and we're just
rearranging the furniture.
Are you all right
in there, Gramps?
Who you calling Gramps?
Get back in here and
help me move the couch.
(crashing)
You're making your blind
grandfather move a couch?
It was either that
or repave the driveway.
His choice.
Good luck
finding your dog.
- Do you belong to that guy?
- What? Me? No.
- Then who was he?
- How should I know?
All you humans
look alike.
Oh, it's my dad.
OK. I'm going to go
out there and stall him
and you try and make things
look as normal
as possible in here.
Talking dog will try
to make things normal.
Check.
(sighs) All clean.
- Dad, Dad, hey.
- Hey, how are you?
What's up?
- Do you need help?
- Sure, yeah. Thanks.
Wait. I'm going
to put these inside,
and then we're going
to go for a walk.
A walk?
You and me are going
to go for a walk?
Yeah. You know,
just chill, talk?
Hang out?
OK. Come on.
What happened there?
- Dad, wait.
- No, Jack.
- What?
- (glass breaking)
Yeah, hang out.
- Dad, look, I can explain.
- Don't tell me the dog did it
Look, we'll talk
about it later.
I'm going to take that dog
back to the pound.
Dad, no! No, please.
I want to keep him.
You told me
you didn't want the dog.
Me? No way.
I told you I've wanted a dog
since I was, like, eight.
(whimpering)
All right, but it's
your responsibility.
You got to feed it,
brush it, walk it.
You got to train it.
Trust me, Dad.
This dog will do things
that will blow your mind.
- (Dan) This better be chili.
- (growls)
(rats squeaking)
(Barsinister)
Yes. Yes, brilliant.
Already the flames
of inspiration
are licking at my brain.
Unencumbered,
in this,
my new laboratory.
- Kind of smells
like a men's room.
- So much the better.
It seems
like the wrong vibe
for our work.
Seems
a little precocious.
- Perspicacious.
- What?
Peppery? Prim?
Most of my thesaurus
burned up in the fire.
All I've got left
are the P's.
- Perfect.
- Ooh. That's a good one.
Can I use that?
The material I require
is going to be expensive.
We're going to need
to find ways
to subsidize my work.
I know some guys who just
got out of the clink
who can help us.
Perhaps. Bam!
- Ahhh!
- Nailed it.
Jack and I
became good buddies.
For the first time
in my life, I really felt
like Man's Best Friend.
(man) Hot dogs,
nice and hot!
Come on, folks.
Bite into a nice
juicy hot dog.
What? What?
Oh, my gosh,
they're made of dog!
Are you people crazy?
Shoeshine, come here.
It's not real dog.
- What is it then?
- It's just animal parts.
You know, like noses,
hooves, intestines.
Well, in that case,
I'll take two.
Hot dogs! Hot dogs!
That's what I got!
Hot dogs! Hot dogs!
Nice and hot!
- Why is he
talking like that?
- He's rhyming.
It's a gimmick.
To get people's attention.
That seems like
a strange convention
for you to mention.
And this is where
I'm bored out of my mind,
eight hours a day.
Whenever I'm bored
I just chase my tail.
If you're lucky
you throw up and bingo!
Lunch, part two.
Or is it Polly Shine?
Or is it...
Hey, Frisbee!
What was that?
It's my instincts.
I just can't help myself.
Whoo! What a rush.
OK. What else do you do?
Now bury the bone. Let's go.
Good boy. Bury the bone.
Uh, excuse me. You want
to tell me why you're
talking to me like that?
What? It's doggy talk.
Well, it's demeaning.
Give me the stick.
Hey, I think
I struck oil.
Shoeshine, get out
of there. Come on.
I hope no one saw that.
What else do dogs do?
Hey, they smell.
- How's your smelling?
- My schnoz ain't too good.
Got me fired
from my last job.
That's ridiculous.
Come on, just try it.
Smelling makes me nervous,
and I...
Ah... ah... ah-choo!
Glad I didn't try
to hold that one in.
I would have blown my brains
out of my ears.
OK. Um, what are they
saying?
(indistinct voices
becoming clearer)
(girl)
...when I talk like that.
I'm not gonna spend...
I know.
We'll talk later. Bye.
Catch the ball
right in the web
of the glove.
Maybe we should
see other people.
He thinks it would be better
if they saw other people.
She says for all she cares
he can go eat...
- People eat that, too?
- (chuckles)
(crying)
Help! Let me go.
It's Polly and that girl
who follows her around.
- Molly.
- She's with two other guys.
They're stealing
her backpack. This way.
Hey! Wait.
- Slow down.
- No, you speed up.
Use all four legs.
- (tires screeching)
- (horns honking)
This is incredible.
I've never run
this fast before.
It feels like my feet aren't
even touching the ground...
- Yeow!
- (horns honking)
Whoo!
(gasps) I can fly?
Hey!
Whoa! Look out!
Whoo!
This is way better
than sticking your head
out of a moving car.
- Whoo hoo!
- (truck horn honking)
Oh, no! I'm blind.
I can't see. Oh, no.
I don't want to see.
Sorry.
Excuse me. Pardon me.
Excuse me. Out of the way.
I'm good. I'm good.
Whoo!
(groans) Spicy mustard.
Ow! Where are the brakes
on this thing?
- I got a camera.
- Hurry up.
Whoo!
Whoa!
Ahhh!
(Molly) Hello? 911?
(murmuring)
Uh-huh. Someone just
swooped in and saved you?
You think you could
describe him?
Yes. He was white.
- Molly, hey.
Um, are you all right?
- Mm-hmm.
OK, so he's a Caucasian?
Actually,
I think he was brown.
He was light brown
with white spots
on his belly,
paws, and tail.
He had black whiskers,
brown eyes and a wet nose.
Like this?
(Jack)
Shoeshine? Shoeshine.
Shoeshine, you here?
(whimpering)
Sorry, Jack.
I didn't mean
to break those cars
or those garbage cans
or that building.
Shoeshine, you're a hero.
No, I don't want to be a hero.
I'll screw it up.
Trust me on this one.
(sighs) I just wanted a home,
a place where I belonged.
Just because
I have these powers
doesn't make me a hero.
Shoeshine, it depends
on what you do with them.
Maybe. But promise me,
no one can find out.
- Not even your dad.
- Oh, my dad.
Easy. Easy.
Do you see
a tennis ball anywhere?
(doorbell rings)
Just put it in the corner.
You know, traditionally,
the dog makes the mess
and the human cleans it up.
I'm looking for my beagle.
He, uh, does tricks and stuff.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I haven't seen him.
(crashing)
- What was that?
- That was my, um...
my grandpa.
He's blind, and we're just
rearranging the furniture.
Are you all right
in there, Gramps?
Who you calling Gramps?
Get back in here and
help me move the couch.
(crashing)
You're making your blind
grandfather move a couch?
It was either that
or repave the driveway.
His choice.
Good luck
finding your dog.
- Do you belong to that guy?
- What? Me? No.
- Then who was he?
- How should I know?
All you humans
look alike.
Oh, it's my dad.
OK. I'm going to go
out there and stall him
and you try and make things
look as normal
as possible in here.
Talking dog will try
to make things normal.
Check.
(sighs) All clean.
- Dad, Dad, hey.
- Hey, how are you?
What's up?
- Do you need help?
- Sure, yeah. Thanks.
Wait. I'm going
to put these inside,
and then we're going
to go for a walk.
A walk?
You and me are going
to go for a walk?
Yeah. You know,
just chill, talk?
Hang out?
OK. Come on.
What happened there?
- Dad, wait.
- No, Jack.
- What?
- (glass breaking)
Yeah, hang out.
- Dad, look, I can explain.
- Don't tell me the dog did it
Look, we'll talk
about it later.
I'm going to take that dog
back to the pound.
Dad, no! No, please.
I want to keep him.
You told me
you didn't want the dog.
Me? No way.
I told you I've wanted a dog
since I was, like, eight.
(whimpering)
All right, but it's
your responsibility.
You got to feed it,
brush it, walk it.
You got to train it.
Trust me, Dad.
This dog will do things
that will blow your mind.
- (Dan) This better be chili.
- (growls)
(rats squeaking)
(Barsinister)
Yes. Yes, brilliant.
Already the flames
of inspiration
are licking at my brain.
Unencumbered,
in this,
my new laboratory.
- Kind of smells
like a men's room.
- So much the better.
It seems
like the wrong vibe
for our work.
Seems
a little precocious.
- Perspicacious.
- What?
Peppery? Prim?
Most of my thesaurus
burned up in the fire.
All I've got left
are the P's.
- Perfect.
- Ooh. That's a good one.
Can I use that?
The material I require
is going to be expensive.
We're going to need
to find ways
to subsidize my work.
I know some guys who just
got out of the clink
who can help us.
Perhaps. Bam!
- Ahhh!
- Nailed it.
Jack and I
became good buddies.
For the first time
in my life, I really felt
like Man's Best Friend.
(man) Hot dogs,
nice and hot!
Come on, folks.
Bite into a nice
juicy hot dog.
What? What?
Oh, my gosh,
they're made of dog!
Are you people crazy?
Shoeshine, come here.
It's not real dog.
- What is it then?
- It's just animal parts.
You know, like noses,
hooves, intestines.
Well, in that case,
I'll take two.
Hot dogs! Hot dogs!
That's what I got!
Hot dogs! Hot dogs!
Nice and hot!
- Why is he
talking like that?
- He's rhyming.
It's a gimmick.
To get people's attention.
That seems like
a strange convention
for you to mention.
And this is where
I'm bored out of my mind,
eight hours a day.
Whenever I'm bored
I just chase my tail.
If you're lucky
you throw up and bingo!
Lunch, part two.
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