Boat Race Announcer It's time to get those boats in the water and grab your remote.
Salesman Well, I'm sure we can find something to suit your particular need. Here we have Barbados Ben. Chef Ben. Lumberjack Ben. And, of course, Gladiator Ben.
Detective Sherman Okay. Very good. Mr. and Mrs. Little, you'll have to come downtown.
Detective Allen Kicks.
Race Spectator Who is that mouse anyway?
Well, a lad that size swallowing all that detergent. Amazingly, I think he's going to be fine.
Anton George, what did you do? Get that out of a cereal box? I'm glad you're here, George. Someone's gotta finish last.
Detective Sherman Mrs. Little?
Detective Sherman I'm Detective Sherman. This is my partner, Detective Allen. We understand your son is missing.
[After it is revealed that the Stouts lied about being Stuart's real parents]
They know about the Stouts! THEY KNOW ABOUT THE STOUTS! THE JIG IS UP! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!
Hey, get a hold of yourself. What are you talking about?
This is very...! I'm in big...! I'M IN DEEP POOPY-DOO!
Calm down, calm down. Don't get your fur in a bunch. All we need is a new plan.
We do what we should have done in the first place. We scratch him out.
But Smokey, the police are involved! I don't wanna get kicked out of my house! I'm not a street cat, I'm a house cat! I don't wanna lose my furry basket or my tinkleball that I push across the floor with my nose!
Snow, buddy, pull yourself together.
It's settled. Stuart Little gets scratched tonight.
Detective Sherman Okay. Very good. Mr. and Mrs. Little, you'll have to come downtown.
Detective Sherman, what are our chances of seeing Stuart again?
Detective Sherman You want it straight?
Detective Sherman Well, in--in that case... Stuart's probably home right now waiting for ya.
Maybe we should hear it a little straighter than that.
Detective Sherman OK. In a case like this, if the kidnappers have not called by now, then they're not interested in money.
What are they interested in?
Detective Allen Kicks.
Detective Sherman Exactly. It's my guess these two sickos are on some kind of cross-country mouse-killingg spree.
Detective Sherman Yes, you can kiss this boy goodbye.
Detective Sherman It's over. The things I've seen. Phil, where is that book on the grisly photos? Believe me, you don't wanna see this.
Detective Sherman It'll only take a second. Right off the bat. Look at this one. This one kept me awake for weeks.
Aunt Tina Hello, we're here.
Aunt Beatrice Hi, auntie.
L Littles
Little hey, Little ho!
Aunt Beatrice We come bearing gifts for young Stuart.
Cousin Edgar Yes, where is my new nephew?
The Little family's getting bigger and bigger.
Ah! Oh! Ah! [chuckles] There's my favorite little nephew.
Oh, you can't say that anymore, Crenshaw.
Aunt Tina That's right. Now we have two favorite little nephews.
Cousin Edgar That's right. Where is the lad?
He has a lot of gifts to open.
Attention, everybody. We'd like to introduce you to someone.
Aunt Beatrice ...dorable!
Aunt Tina Adorable!
Yeah, that's right. I couldn't think of the word.
Look at that! This is a real Schmelling.
You know what they say: "If it ain't Schmelling"...
L Littles
"It ain't bowling".
Look here, Stuart. Climb on up here, son. Plant your caboose right up here.
Aunt Beatrice He may have to grow into it.
Aunt Tina I think he's grown a little since we've been here.
Grandma Estelle That's what happened to me. One summer, I just shot right up.
May I say something? In the orphanage, we used to tell fairy tales of finding our families and having a party like this. A party with cakes and presents and all varieties of meat loaf. A party with a big family who came from far away just to wish us well. I don't know much about families, but this must be the nicest family in the world. So I just wanted to thank each of you. Because now I know, fairy tales are real.
Fairy tales are real? Oy, I think I'm gonna cough up a furball.
And now, it's time for the best present of all. It's something for you and George.
George. Stand next to Stuart.
This is something that gave your father and me hours of enjoyment when we were young brothers just like you and Stuart. This ball belonged to your great-great-grandfather, Jedediah Little. [He gives an old brown baseball to George.] Remember, Frederick, those long summer days playing catch?
Cousin Edgar George, why don't you take your brother outside and toss around the old horsehide?
Yeah, what do you say, George? You ready?
[thinking that everyone lost his mind]
Are you all nuts? Bicycles and bowling balls? How's he gonna toss a baseball? How's he gonna do any of those things? He's not my brother, he's a mouse.
Aunt Beatrice Excellent idea.
[screams]
Stuart, did I hurt you? What's the matter?
I just wanted to ask you something, but you were already asleep.
About my real family. You know, the ones I look like.
We've never been hated before.
No, no, no. It's not that. It's not that at all. It's just that... something's missing. I feel an empty space inside me and I want to know what was there before.
You have an empty space. That's so sad.
Oh, dear. I hope I haven't left you dismayed and disappointed.
No, we don't feel dismayed and disappointed.
We're certain, Stuart. And if you want us to, we'll find out about your real parents.
It's out of the question and it's against the rules. Besides, It's very hard to track mouse families. They're not very good with paperwork.
But he has an empty space.
Are there problems with Stuart?
Problem? No, no, no, not at all.
Well, there's been a few...
Well, like the cat trying to eat him when we first brought him home.
He spat the boy out, of course, in one heck of a jiffy.
Mrs. Keeper, he wants to know about his family. Any child would have questions about that.
Well, I think we have to...
Grandpa Spencer I put 'em back right here.
Aunt Tina 627 Fifth Avenue. I need three cabs.
Aunt Beatrice Here's 5000 more.
Aunt Beatrice We're making posters.
We're gonna put 'em up all over the city.
Cousin Edgar That's right. They describe Stuart and offer a reward when we find him.
Isn't it wonderful? It was all George's idea.
Never stop trying. Right, Dad?
Listen, I'm afraid this isn't gonna work.
Because there's no picture. We need a picture of Stuart.
Come on, It's getting late. Time to go home.
I don't think I missed a single tree.
It was a good idea, wasn't it?
It's a really good picture of Stuart.
I don't think you could take a bad picture of Stuart.
Now all we have to do... is wait until somebody calls, and tells us where Stuart is.
[?]
If we don't find Stuart, it's gonna break his heart.
George, I'm trying to get the laundry started.
In the laundry chute, please!
Oh, dear. Mom! Hello! Mom! It's Stuart! I'm in the washing machine. Mom! Hello, Mom! Where are you going?
I thought someone was at the door.
You look beautiful, dear.
Honey, should we talk to George before you go?
About Stuart. He hasn't exactly embraced the situation.
Snowbell! Thank goodness you're here. I'm locked in the washer! Can you help me? Can you turn this thing off?
Why would I turn it off? It's my favorite show.
That's funny. That's funny, Snowbell. Snowbell, you can't leave me!
I've gotta stare at traffic, yawn, lick myself. And believe me, that could take hours if you do it right. Ciao!
Are you sure that Stuart is happy here?
He's having the time of his life.
Help! Somebody, please help me!
Stuart! Stuart, where are you? Oh, Stuart! Stuart!
Stuart, are you all right?
I'm okay, Mom. I'm... [coughs] Ahh!
Is he going to be alright?
Well, a lad that size swallowing all that detergent. Amazingly, I think he's going to be fine.
Also, he's very clean. Yeah.
Sure is roomy. Good night, Mom. Good night, Dad.
[Snowbell approaches Stuart in his bed] [nervously]
Nice kitty. Nice kitty, pretty kitty.
Yes... thanks, I'm quite comfortable--
[angrily]
Cause all I've got to sleep on is a rag in the corner, you little rat!
Tense? Oh, I'm... I'm way past tense!
Well, maybe I can help? [gets up and approaches him] What do you like? Can I... can I scratch your ears? I could rub your tummy.
How'd you like to rub it from the inside, mouse boy?
[taken aback]
Sorry, I-- I'm a little confused. I thought that's what you do with a pet.
[outraged]
A PET?! I am not your pet! I'm a cat, you're a mouse! You should be living in a hole! This is my family.
Read my furry pink lips: no! [heading for the window] I can't believe this. I'm arguing with lunch. And stay away from the windows. If the other cats find out about this, I'm ruined! [groans to himself as he jumps out and leaves] I gotta relax. Where's my tinkleball?
Crenshaw, Tina, Uncle Stretch, you go uptown. Cover as many streets as you can. Edgar, Beatrice, Spencer, you take downtown. Every side street and back alley.
Grandpa Spencer All right.
Estelle... you better go with him.
You come with us. We're gonna circle the park.
We'll be making a lot of stops.
I made it. I can't believe it. I'm home. Mom! Dad! I'm coming! Mom! Dad! George! It's me, Stuart! I'm back! Mom! Dad, George! Where is everybody?
There's nobody else here. It's just you and me, kid.
Oh, yeah. Ever since you left, it's just movies, parties, roller-skating, amusement parks. They're having the time of their lives.
Oh, sure. I hate to have to tell ya this, but they're celebrating.
They were just so happy to get rid of you.
That's a lie! I don't believe that.
Oh, boy. I wish I could spare you this. This is gonna break your little heart. Look up there.
See for yourself. They did that right after you left. Mrs. Little said, "Who wants to look at that face anymore?"
She gave it to him, and he tore it up.
Yeah. I'd give ya the pieces, but Mr. Little set them on fire. I tried to warn ya, Stuart. I told ya it wasn't gonna work out.
I should've known. It was too good to be true.
What're you gonna do now?
I don't know. I guess I'll just...
Leave immediately? Good idea. I'll tell the family you dropped by. Although, it'll probably just make 'em sick.
Goodbye, buddy. This is... killing me.
Glad you're feeling better, Stuart.
We'll pick out a whole new wardrobe.
Here you go. Come on, George. This'll be fun.
I don't wanna go shopping with Stuart.
Talk to him. You're right. [to George] So, George, I wanted to talk to you about Stuart. I just want you to know that if you and he were to spend some real time together, you know, brother time...
Come on, George. You have a boat, a beautiful one.
You better get moving. The race is soon.
Don't you wanna race your boat, George?
I'm not so good at the racing part.
So what? It doesn't matter about winning. You try like heck, and you have fun.
Something formal, I should think. I'm not sure of the fabric, but it should breathe. He has a tendency to burrow and climb and generally scurry about.
Salesman Well, I'm sure we can find something to suit your particular need. Here we have Barbados Ben.
Salesman Chef Ben.
Salesman Lumberjack Ben.
Salesman And, of course, Gladiator Ben.
Yes. Does Ben always dress like this?
Salesman No, no, no, madam. There are many moods of Ben... and it all depends on the occasion.
Well, what if the occasion were a simple family party?
Salesman I think I have just the thing.
W Woman
Let's pick another one.
Stuart, everything all right in there?
Fantastic. I hardly recognize you.
You look just like a Little.
I do? Good. I was worried I was gonna look just like Ben.
Well, Stuart, here we are, the family home.
They say every Little can find this house.
Even if they've never been here before.
It's just something inside them.
So would you like a tour?
That's Uncle Crenshaw, Cousin Edgar, Grandpa Spencer. That's Aunt Beatrice and that's George, your brother.
Look, he's already happy to see me.
[after introducing Stuart to the other Littles]
Well, that's just about everyone, except for-
[Snowbell pounces onto the cabinet and tries to eat Stuart, startling Mr. and Mrs. Little] [to Snowbell, angrily]
Snowbell! Drop him right now!
[to Snowbell, angrily]
You spit Stuart out this instant, Snowbell! Spit him right out!
[Snowbell spits out Stuart] [to Stuart]
Stuart? Are you alright?
Wait! [Mr. Little picks up Snowbell, as Stuart checks his tail, which is in one piece, and sighs in relief] I'm fine.
[sternly to Snowbell]
You must never harm Stuart. Do you understand?
Never, or out you'll go, Mr. Snow.
Stuart is one of the family now. We do not eat family members.
Mom, Dad, I'm home! Is he here? Is my brother here?
He's here. Stuart, this is George. George, this is Stuart, your new brother.
Really, George. This is your new brother.
You look somewhat like a mouse.
Yeah, well, I am somewhat like a mouse.
Is it just me, or did he seem a little disappointed?
Well, he's always a little tired after school.
Perks up around dinnertime. Meat loaf is delicious, dear.
Cajun. Shall we get to know each other a little? George? Don't you have anything you wanna ask Stuart?
Sure, George. Go ahead. I'm an open book. Ask me anything, the first thing that pops into your head.
Could you pass the gravy?
L Littles
Little hey, Little ho!
You know what? This calls for a picture.
Well, It's just... you four look great together.
This is the happiest moment of my life. I feel 10 inches tall.
Down here. Very sorry to disturb you at your lovely abode.
I hope we're not intruding.
My name's Reginald Stout. This is my wife, Camille.
We're looking for Stuart.
Reggie, stop it! It's so good to see you again, Stuart. There's so much we have to catch up on.
Stuart, it shames me to say this, but you weren't born into a prosperous home.
That's right. We couldn't feed you, dear.
Couldn't feed him? How much could he eat?
Letting you go was the toughest choice we ever made.
Yes. But now we can be a family again.
Absolutely. Are these salted?
Uh, yeah. George, Stuart, I think we need to talk to the Stouts alone.
Don't worry. Mom and Dad will take care of it.
Mr. and Mrs. Stout, I'm afraid there's been a mistake.
Stuart can't leave with you. He's...
You may feel like he's family, but he'll never really be family.
You may not realize it, but I'm sure he does.
There's something you'll never be able to give him, because you're human. No offence!
It's a place that you'll never be able to fill.
Mom... Dad, you want me to leave?
Oh, dear, we just want what's best for you.
George, come on. This is hard for all of us.
I don't understand. I thought I was in a fairy tale.
Fairy tales are made-up stories, Stuart. This is real. This is about where you belong.
Please come home, Stuart. Your real home.
You're gonna love it, son. We live on a golf course! We look right over the ninth fairway!
It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today!
It's always today, George.
You have to go to school, George.
Will he be here when I get home?
I'll play ball with him. I'll wrestle with him. I'll teach him how to spit.
It's gonna be so much fun.
How will you know if you pick the right one?
Remember, I want a little brother, not a big brother.
We've been through your paperwork, and it seems to be in order. Adoption isn't for everyone, but you seem like people with plenty of love to share. So how are you feeling?
Recess. Time for you to meet them. Feel free to walk around. They're used to having strangers.
I just thought I'd drop in. Did you build these?
This is incredible. It's like being in a real live Western. [speaks with a Western accent.] Howdy, partner. Draw, you lily-livered, yellow-bellied son-of-a-one-eyed-prairie-dog.
[Stuart makes a classic 'finger gun' gesture with "pew-pew" effects]
I'm trying to concentrate.
Sorry. [notices a train.] Is that a train?
What's it look like, pickle head?
Could we play with it? Please, please, please, please, please? Help! Somebody help me! Help! Please! Somebody help me! Ta-da! Thank you very much. Thank you.
You're crazy. I have an idea. Hop in.
Go ahead, check it out. Stuart, what's wrong?
Nothing. It's just... It's the first time I've fit in since I got here. What's that?
Oh, that. That's the Wasp.
Yeah, but she's not finished.
When are you gonna finish it?
Well, me and my dad were building her, but I decided to stop.
I'm too little for a race like that.
Little? You're not little. Well, not to me.
Stuart, you've never seen one of these races. There's hundreds of people there. Everybody from school. I mean... what if you lost?
Well, at least you'll have been somewhere. Come on, George. What do you say? Let's get started.
You know... I'm not really sure I want a brother.
I guess I can always use a friend.
What are you doing to him?
He's helping me finish the Wasp.
That's wonderful, son. That's terrific.
Can't race her like this. Right, George?
How about we all go together?
All of us together. The whole family.
The whole family. [crying]
