That's no mouse, that's my brother.
I guess I can always use a friend.
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13 scenesMaybe we should go home.
Why?
I'm not wearing my lucky underwear.
You don't have lucky underwear.
Well, maybe we should get some and come back for another race.
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.
I mean, this is the day.
That's right.
Can't I come?
You have to go to school, George.
Will he be here when I get home?
I think so.
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.
For all of us.
How will you know if you pick the right one?
Uh--
I don't know. We'll...
You'll just know.
Bye, sweetie.
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?
Goodness, we're...
Tingling...
...with anticipation.
Recess. Time for you to meet them. Feel free to walk around. They're used to having strangers.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Ah, lovely people.
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.
Something inside.
So would you like a tour?
I don't have any money.
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.
Well, that's just about everyone, except for-
Snowbell! Drop him right now!
You spit Stuart out this instant, Snowbell! Spit him right out!
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.
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 certainly is.
Where is he?
He's here. Stuart, this is George. George, this is Stuart, your new brother.
No. Really?
Really, George. This is your new brother.
You look somewhat like a mouse.
Yeah, well, I am somewhat like a mouse.
I see. I have to go.
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?
George? Time to get up.
Okay, Mom.
Stuart, you too.
Okay, Mom.
George, I'm trying to get the laundry started.
OK!
In the laundry chute, please!
OK!
Thank you.
Oh, dear. Mom! Hello! Mom! It's Stuart! I'm in the washing machine. Mom! Hello, Mom! Where are you going?
Hmm. That's odd.
What is?
I thought someone was at the door.
You look beautiful, dear.
Honey, should we talk to George before you go?
About what?
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!
Talk to the butt.
Where are you going?
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!
Bye. Hi, Stuart.
Mom!
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.
Oh.
Also, he's very clean. Yeah.
Glad you're feeling better, Stuart.
Me too.
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.
You should...
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...
Look at that one.
Come on, George. You have a boat, a beautiful one.
It's not finished.
You better get moving. The race is soon.
So?
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.
It's fun to finish last?
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.
Well, I'm sure we can find something to suit your particular need. Here we have Barbados Ben.
Ooh!
Chef Ben.
Ahh.
Lumberjack Ben.
Hmm.
And, of course, Gladiator Ben.
Yes. Does Ben always dress like this?
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?
I think I have just the thing.
There they are.
Let's pick another one.
George?
Hmm. Uh, shopping?
Stuart, everything all right in there?
Don't come in.
Shy.
How do I look?
Fantastic. I hardly recognize you.
Very smart.
You look just like a Little.
I do? Good. I was worried I was gonna look just like Ben.
Oh, hello!
Hello, we're here.
Oh, Crenshaw!
Hi, auntie.
Crenshaw!
Frederick!
Little high, Little low!
Little hey, Little ho!
We come bearing gifts for young Stuart.
Yes, where is my new nephew?
The Little family's getting bigger and bigger.
Boy.
That's a lot of Littles.
Uncle Crenshaw!
Ah! Oh! Ah! [chuckles] There's my favorite little nephew.
Oh, you can't say that anymore, Crenshaw.
That's right. Now we have two favorite little nephews.
That's right. Where is the lad?
He has a lot of gifts to open.
Are any of those for me?
Attention, everybody. We'd like to introduce you to someone.
This is Stuart.
Hello, everyone.
He's a, a...
...dorable!
Adorable!
Yeah, that's right. I couldn't think of the word.
Oh, Stuart, look!
Look at that! This is a real Schmelling.
Those are the best kind.
You know what they say: "If it ain't Schmelling"...
"It ain't bowling".
Look here, Stuart. Climb on up here, son. Plant your caboose right up here.
He may have to grow into it.
I think he's grown a little since we've been here.
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?
Yeah.
George, why don't you take your brother outside and toss around the old horsehide?
Yeah, what do you say, George? You ready?
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.
Time to go.
Excellent idea.
What are you doing here?
I just thought I'd drop in. Did you build these?
Me and my dad.
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.
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.
Wow, a roadster!
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.
Wow. She is beautiful.
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.
How come?
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.
How about a friend?
I guess I can always use a friend.
George?
Yes, Dad?
Have you seen Stuart?
He's down here with me.
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?
Right.
When's the next race?
In two days.
Two days?
We'll be ready.
How about we all go together?
It's a wonderful idea.
That would be great.
All of us together. The whole family.
The whole family. [crying]
George!
Stuart!
What are you doing?
Sailing. I hope.
Stuart, you come back here this minute.
I can't.
Why not?
I don't know how!
The players are jockeying for position.
Frederick, I don't like this one bit.
Stuart, your mother doesn't like this one bit.
I'm okay, Mom!
Go, Stuart! Tighten the mainsail!
What's a mainsail?
Oh!
Move! Come on, Stuart!
Gee, George, you all done crying?
Yeah. You all done being a jerk?
No.
Don't worry, George! I won't let you down!
Away those boats are sailing...
Frederick, what if he falls?
Remember, he's quite a fine swimmer.
Hey, that's cheating. You can't do that.
Well, I just did.
Oh, dear. [gulp, screams]
What is he doing?
I think he's hiking out.
Hope that mouse can swim.
Wasp is taking the lead.
Stuart, look out!
That can't be good.
Look what that stupid mouse did to my sail!
He's not a stupid mouse!
You're right; he's a stupid rat.
Hey, hey, hey, come on. George!
Get off!
Stuart!
Something's wrong. What's happening?
Yeah!
Yeah!
Who is that mouse anyway?
That's no mouse. That's my brother.
Little high, Little low!
Little hey, Little ho!
Frederick, look at them.
You know what? This calls for a picture.
What's wrong?
Well, It's just... you four look great together.
This is the happiest moment of my life. I feel 10 inches tall.
I'll get that.
Mr. Little.
Yes?
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.
An extreme pleasure.
We're looking for Stuart.
Are you friends of his?
Well, not exactly.
Fellow yachtsmen?
Guess again.
Reggie, just tell them.
We're his parents.
Reggie, stop it! It's so good to see you again, Stuart. There's so much we have to catch up on.
Why didn't you want me?
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?
George, please.
Letting you go was the toughest choice we ever made.
It was?
Yes. But now we can be a family again.
Absolutely. Are these salted?
Dear. The children.
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.
Right.
Stuart can't leave with you. He's...
One of the family.
Exactly.
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.
An empty space.
Mom... Dad, you want me to leave?
No.
Oh, dear, we just want what's best for you.
But Stuart lives here.
George, come on. This is hard for all of us.
This stinks!
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 beautiful.
Beautiful.
Hey, taxi! What's a mouse have to do to get a cab in this city?
You'll speak to George for me, won't you? I'd hate to say goodbye to a basement door.
Of course.
Taxi! Yo, taxi! Time to go, Stuart!
Well, goodbye.
We love you.
Ah, yeah. I love you too, Mom... Mrs. Little.
Boy, that looks heavy. You need some help with that? Camille?
Oh.
Frederick, let's do something.
What?
Let's just make them go away. We're bigger than they are. We'll say, "Go. Shoo". We'll scare their little whiskers off.
Eleanor, you're not being rational.
Rational, shmmational. Something about this is not right. I just know it.
Look at them. They just fit.
So what? I have shoes that fit and I hate them! As Stuart's mother...
But you're not. She is.
Stuart! Wait!
George?
I want you to have this.
No, George. Not the roadster, George. You love this car. I couldn't.
I want you to.
Thanks, George.
I wish you didn't have to go. I'm gonna miss you.
I'll miss you too, George.
George...
Well, I think we have to...
Tell him.
Yeah.
I put 'em back right here.
627 Fifth Avenue. I need three cabs.
Who has the glue?
I'm the glue man.
Here's 5000 more.
What's going on?
We're making posters.
We're gonna put 'em up all over the city.
That's right. They describe Stuart and offer a reward when we find him.
Isn't it wonderful? It was all George's idea.
George.
Never stop trying. Right, Dad?
Listen, I'm afraid this isn't gonna work.
Why not?
Frederick.
Because there's no picture. We need a picture of Stuart.
The family photo.
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.
All right.
Estelle... you better go with him.
Where do I go?
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.
Where'd they go?
Movies, I think.
Movies?
Oh, yeah. Ever since you left, it's just movies, parties, roller-skating, amusement parks. They're having the time of their lives.
They are?
Oh, sure. I hate to have to tell ya this, but they're celebrating.
Celebrating what?
Can't you guess?
No.
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.
At what?
See for yourself. They did that right after you left. Mrs. Little said, "Who wants to look at that face anymore?"
She did?
Yeah.
And George?
She gave it to him, and he tore it up.
He did?
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.
Bye, Snowbell.
Goodbye, buddy. This is... killing me.
George...
But I'm almost done.
Come on, It's getting late. Time to go home.
I don't think I missed a single tree.
You did a great job.
It was a good idea, wasn't it?
You bet it was.
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.
Right.
Mm-hmm.
If we don't find Stuart, it's gonna break his heart.
