All language subtitles for Strays.2023.1080p.MA.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.Atmos.H.264-FLUX_eng_sdh

(grand orchestral fanfare
playing)

♪ ♪

(dogs barking)

♪ ♪

(birds chirping)

("Follow You" by Dave Sarazen
playing)

REGGIE: Today is gonna be
the best day ever.

How do I know that?

Because every day
is the best day ever.

I love my life.

I love sunshine,
I love butterflies,

but more than anything,
I love Doug.

- (barking)
- Hey!

Shut the fuck up.

Fucking piece of shit.

REGGIE:
That's Doug, also known as

the best owner in the world.

- (barks)
- (mocking grunt)

I still remember
the first day we met.

She was, too, flirting
with you. -(Reggie barks)

(gasps) Hey, babies.

REGGIE:
The second Doug laid eyes on me,

we knew we were meant
to be together.

(sighs):
Fuck.

REGGIE: Ever since that day,
he and I have been inseparable.

Why is Doug so great?

- Where do I begin?
- Get down.

He loves being around me
so much,

he doesn't even have a job.

Also, Doug doesn't get me
boring dog toys.

He lets me come up
with my own toys.

Hi, Reggie. What you got?

REGGIE:
Like this stretchy thing.

- What the fuck?
- Uh...

Those aren't mine.

There is a simple explanation.

This was supposed to be
a Christmas present.

Doug, it's July.

REGGIE:
Sometimes I worry

if I'm doing a good job
making Doug happy.

- You don't get it.
- I'm done. Reggie.

REGGIE: But then I realized
I do make Doug happy.

What are you doing?
You don't even like the dog.

I love this dog.
(smacking lips)

REGGIE:
And that makes me happy.

(sighs) -All that matters
is that you like him,

and I like that
you don't get to have him.

You are a total fucking loser.

- Yeah, a loser with a dog.
- (door slams shut)

REGGIE: Honestly,
the only thing in the world

that Doug maybe loves
more than me

is his favorite toy: his penis.

He gives it haircuts.

He watches TV with it.

WOMAN (over computer):
(moans) Flip it around!

Stop staring. You're ruining it.

REGGIE:
And the way he pets that thing,

sometimes I wish I was a penis.

But every time
I try to play with it,

he gets so possessive.

Get off! Get-- Bad dog!

REGGIE:
The key to any good relationship

is having things in common.

We both like barking.

- (coughing)
- (barking)

We both love a good scratch.

(Doug sniffing)

And we can stay up all night
just talking for hours.

(groans)

You fucked up my life,
didn't you?

REGGIE: Even though I don't
understand what he's saying...

She never would've found out
if it wasn't for your dumb ass.

REGGIE:
...I can tell he loves me.

(knocking at door)

And while I don't know
that many human beings,

I think it's safe to assume
he's one of the best.

(sighs) Goddamn it.

It's bullshit, Mom.

They're kicking me out

'cause your last check
wasn't enough for rent.

REGGIE: You might say
Doug is messy, but lately...

DOUG: No, I'm not gonna
move back home.

REGGIE:
...he's been much better

at putting his toys away.

No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Look.

It's just, you know that I can't

live that close to a school.

No!

Bad dog! That's my favorite
fucking bong, dude!

(sighs)

Oh. You like that ball,
don't you?

REGGIE:
Lately, Doug has been playing

a brand-new game with me
called fetch-and-fuck.

Fetch!

REGGIE:
Basically, Doug drops me off

really far away...

Sayonara, ke-mo sah-bee.

REGGIE: ...throws the ball
and drives home without me.

Then it's my turn
to get the ball

and find my way back home.

When I bring the ball back,

- he says...
- Fuck.

REGGIE (laughs): And that's
how I know I won the game.

DOUG:
Fetch!

REGGIE: We've been playing it
a lot lately.

- DOUG: Fuck!
- Sometimes we play it

three or four times
in the same day.

DOUG:
Fetch!

- (Reggie barks)
- (sighs): Fuck.

Fetch! Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck.

Holy fuck!

REGGIE:
"Holy fuck" is right.

I win again!

That's it.

This ends now.

("Shine on Me" by Dan Auerbach
playing)

♪ You only got
a couple miles to go ♪

♪ If you're trying
to drive me insane... ♪

REGGIE:
These road trips are the best.

Because you get to see
the exciting world

outside our town.

Keep driving, Doug.

Don't make it too easy on me.

(chuckles)
I love a challenge.

♪ 'Cause I hide from everyone ♪

♪ Shine on me ♪

♪ Shine on me ♪

♪ Shine on me ♪

♪ Shine on me ♪

This round's gonna be
the hardest one yet,

because we went way further
than we've ever gone before.

In fact, I have no idea
where we are.

And that's exciting.

♪ Shine on me ♪

♪ Shine on me... ♪

I know the world seems like
a scary place sometimes,

but I don't worry.

Good luck fetching this.

REGGIE: Because I'm always
safe at Doug's side.

♪ Shine on me ♪

(tires squealing)

(fading):
♪ Shine on me. ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

REGGIE: Sure, Doug really
challenges me with this game,

but that's just because
he believes in me.

(thunder rumbling)

You know what they say.

The best relationships
are the hard ones.

You have to put in the work.

- (clattering)
- You got to have courage.

And you always need to remember
that real love...

...is never easy.

♪ ♪

But even though
I love this game,

I kind of want it to be over.

Because, well...

I really just want to be home.

(horn honks)

(dog barking nearby)

Okay. Time to get moving.

(singsongy):
Going back to Doug's.

(siren wailing in distance)

(muffled):
This is a nice neighborhood.

- (cat yowling nearby)
- (clattering)

I like all the trash.

And the needles.

So many needles.

FEMALE VOICE:
Hey, honey.

You ever been
with an Afghan before?

REGGIE: Uh, no, I-I don't
think so, but thank you.

Well, well, well.
What do we have here?

You lost?

Hi there, uh, big dogs.

Yes, I am lost.

I'm trying to get
to Doug's place.

Do you... do you know which way
that is from here?

Hmm...

- You say Doug's place?
- I did. Yeah.

Oh, yeah, yeah,
I know which way that is.

Oh, great.

Right up my fucking ass,
you little shit.

Oh, no, that can't be right.

O-O-Okay, well,
I'll just be on my way.

Uh, can-can I please have
my ball back?

Your ball? You'll be lucky if
I let you leave with your life.

Hey! Who in the fuck
is making all that noise

- in my fucking alley?
- Whoa, who's this guy?

Oh, you don't want me
to come around

this fucking corner,
now, do you?

Shit's gonna get crackin'.
Trust me.

You want to dance,
motherfuckers, huh?

You want to dance?

Let's do this.

What's up, bitches? Huh?

Oh, he's tiny.

The shadow--
I thought he was...

I thought he was fucking big.

Yeah, we can destroy
this guy, right?

Yeah, go ahead, bite me,
you raggedy motherfuckers.

I dare you.

You know how many diseases
is up in me?

Rabies, scabies,
whatever disease you can get

from tongue-fucking
a dead squirrel.

Which I did last night
'cause I'm crazy, man.

(sputters)

That's a 37-inch vertical.

I'm-a tell you right now,
you run up on me

and I'll stick this paw
right up your ass and in his,

- like a shish kebab.
- Whoa. This guy seems nuts.

Look at the way he's barking
at his own ass.

I'll do it. I'll do it.

I'll bite my own ass off!

Oh, man, the fuck is wrong
with this guy?

I'm so crazy
I'll fuck the trash.

You like it, don't you?

(grunts) You like it.

You want to get recycled?

Anybody got a twisty tie?

'Cause I'm fucking this bag up.

Okay, who's next?

He's freaking me out.
Let's bounce.

Fight you or I'll fuck you!
Dealer's choice.

But either way,
you're getting worms.

(laughs)

Large breeds, man--
these motherfuckers.

Man, look, always falling for
that crazy little dog trick.

Hey. You with me, kid?

'Cause this block
ain't for dogs like you.

We should get the hell
out of here.

But my tennis ball...

Ah, fuck it.
We'll get you another one.

(dog barking nearby)

I'm Bug, by the way.
You got a name?

Oh, uh, right. Sorry.

It's good to meet you, Bug.

M-My name is Shitbag.

What?

Oh, it's short
for Dumbass Shitbag,

but sometimes
Doug pronounces it Fucknugget.

Uh, none of those
sound like names.

Oh. Well, Doug's lady friend
used to call me Reggie.

Reggie. There you go.
Yeah, we're gonna go with that.

Let's keep moving.

So, uh, how long you been
a stray for, Reggie?

- Oh, I... no, I'm not a stray.
- Oh, you're not?

I-I'm just out here
temporarily. -Oh.

I actually have an owner.

We're playing this game where
he drops me off far away...

- Mm-hmm.
- ...throws a ball...

- Right.
- ...and then it's my turn

to bring the ball back home.

(laughing)

(Reggie chuckling)

(both laughing)

BUG:
Holy shit.

- Yeah.
- That's, uh...

(stammering):
I'm sorry, man,

but that's incredibly tragic.

And the funniest fucking thing

I've heard
in a long fucking time.

Well, I'm glad
you're having a good laugh.

Take it from me, kid,
that owner of yours,

he's not playing
any game with you.

- He left your ass, okay?
- Huh?

You are officially a stray.

D-Don't call me that.

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

I'm a stray, and I'm having
the time of my life.

You'll learn. How old are you?

I'm two.

Well, I'm three,
and I have seen it all.

Paw to God.

I once saw a dog
that was half Labrador

and half poodle.

- A-A labradoodle.
- No, no, no, no.

- A poo-dor.
- A poo-dor?

The other way around.

- Even fucking weirder.
- Yeah.

Point is,
life out here on your own

can be fucking awesome
as long as you go by the rules.

Well, what rules?

Rule number one:

You want something,
you pee on it.

Whatever you pee on,
it's yours.

Let's try it out.

You-you see that lamppost
over there?

Yeah. -Why don't you go
over there and pee on that?

And you're sure this is okay?

Go ahead.
Ain't nobody giving a fuck.

You're a fucking stray now.
That's my point.

Well, I'm-I'm not a stray,
but yeah, okay.

Congratulations.

You now own a lamppost.

Oh, wow.

Now, let's talk
rule number two:

You can pretty much fuck
whatever you want.

Have you ever humped
anything before?

Well, I wouldn't say
I've humped, per se,

but I do like to dance
on Doug's leg.

Dude, that wasn't dancing.

Baby, you was humping--
the devil's dance.

But now the world
is like a buffet

- for your tiny dog dick.
- Really?

You know what?
I recently fucked this couch.

- No.
- Mm-hmm.

Best sex of my life.

- Wow. Really?
- Yeah.

Oh, a-a-and she's dirty, too.

Oh, well, I-I can tell.

Looks like she hasn't
been washed in years.

(smacks lips)
I'll see you later, baby.

It was nice to meet you.

Now, rule number three,

and this is the most important,
bar none:

You are on your own.

That's awful.

That's not a bad thing,
all right?

Now, right now
you're freaking out

'cause you feel like, you know,
y-you need this Doug guy.

- I do.
- But no, no, trust me.

You don't.

Humans trick us into thinking
that we need 'em,

but they're just
brainwashing us, man.

Point is, you ain't got to deal
with that shit no more, okay?

You a stray.

You can do anything
you want now. -I don't know.

Come on! Repeat after me:

I can do anything.

I can do... anything?

Damn fucking right you can.

Now, you want to see
how fucked-up humans can be?

Come on.

BUG: Look at
these motherfuckers here.

A bunch of pet dogs

losing their minds over
their 15 minutes of freedom.

God! If only our wolf ancestors
could see these pussies.

Follow me.

Now, why are these humans
so desperate to keep us?

- Because they love us?
- No, no, I-I got a theory.

- They need us for our poop.
- Huh?

BUG:
Watch that lady. Watch her.

- See? See?
- REGGIE: Uh-huh.

BUG: It's like they're
collecting it for something.

REGGIE: What do you think
they're doing with it?

I think they're using it
to make chocolate. -Oh.

Have you ever had
a piece of chocolate? -No.

Exactly. Come on. I'm gonna
introduce you to my homeys.

I thought you said
these dogs were all losers.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I say a lot of shit.

- Hey, losers.
- Hey, Bug.

Oh, if it isn't the tiny dog
who caught the car.

I did catch that car.

No, everyone knows
that's impossible.

Yeah, it was parked.

Yeah, it parked
after I caught it.

No, there was no one in the
car. -Yeah, no one in the car.

Listen, I don't even have to
keep this conversation going.

What I was trying to do, losers,

was introduce you
to my new friend Reggie.

He just got dumped.

Aw. Sorry, mate.
Welcome to the club.

Uh, sorry.
Was it at least mutual?

Oh, no,
it-it's actually just a game.

Reg, I want you to meet Hunter.

He's a therapy dog

who works in a home
for dying humans.

Which sounds like an okay gig,

except that he was trained
to be a police dog.

You almost made it
to the police squad?

- That's awesome.
- (chuckles)

Yeah, I-I guess it's awesome.

Get the fuck out of my way,
cone boy!

Oh, uh, sorry about that, Bubsy.

Hunter, say something back, mate.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah. Um...

Hey, Bubsy, you got
any fucking... weekend plans?

What? It still sounds
friendly. -REGGIE: You got him.

Yeah. Raw-dogging your mom.

Ah, right. Well,
I'm pretty sure she's dead,

- but good luck anyway.
- Pussy!

(chuckles) Love those
observations, Bubs. Take care.

Hunter, get your weight up.

Don't let him talk to you
like that.

You're the biggest dog here.

You should eat
his freaking face off,

shit it out
and then eat it again.

Bug, you know
I don't love confrontation.

Yeah, don't let the big dick
fool you.

He's just a gigantic pussy.

Whoa.

It is a great penis.

Oh, thanks. You know,
I try to keep it clean,

do my best to lick it
as much as possible.

Yeah, the only thing thicker
than Hunter's dick

is the sexual tension
between these two.

- Oh, come on. (chuckles)
- Bug, no. What?

- That's funny, though.
- Yeah, right. Imagine.

(chuckling):
"Thicker than Hunter's dick."

- But no, no.
- No.

Now, Maggie, on the other hand,
is one bad bitch.

But sadly,
her owner Jenna thinks

the badder bitch is
the puppy that replaced her.

So, Bella looked at me like,
"I want a cupcake, too,"

so I was like,
"I'm gonna get her a cupcake."

- I am so here for that.
- Right?

So, Jenna said, "Sit,"
which I did.

But then I thought,

"Wouldn't it be cute
if I acted all confused

and tilted my head like,
'Huh?'" -Oh, my God, stop.

Man, sure got to suck
to compete with that.

No, it's fine. (chuckles)

Bella's young and cute and fun,
so of course Jenna loves her

more than me right now,
and I get that.

Cool. Anyways, I was thinking,
if you guys are free later...

But what I really don't get
is why Jenna thinks

it's so adorable when
she spins around in circles.

Like, I could do that
in my sleep.

But you know what?
It's totally fine. It's fine.

Mm, okay. -You know what?
It doesn't get to me

so much anymore.

I'm fine.
I'm not jealous or worried

or angry or depressed
or confused

or fuming or unhinged at all.

Yeah, you seem totally fine.

And now that Jenna's spending
so much time with Bella,

it's given me a chance
to do a little self-care.

Like, I've been going
into the digging.

I really like the feeling
of the soil under my nails.

I'm just, like,
out in the fresh air again.

I'm just really connecting
to the land.

No, I'm-I'm learning
I love digging.

I love digging!
I love it! I love to dig!

(clears throat)

- What-what's happening?
- See, Reg?

Aren't you happy
to be a stray now

and not have to deal
with all that owner bullshit?

Well, no, as I said,
I'm not a stray.

Doug and I are just
playing a game. -Mm-hmm.

Look, why don't you come out
with us tonight?

And you can learn
how beautiful it can be

when you're off the leash.

If I can't convince you
that being a stray is great,

- scraps night will.
- HUNTER: Sure will.

- MAGGIE: Yeah.
- Well, thank you,

but I really should be
getting back to Doug.

What? Why?

So I can make him happy.

Isn't that a dog's purpose?

Don't you ever say that again!

- (groans) -Here we go.
- Reggie, your purpose

is not to make some stupid
human families happy.

It's not to make some single
loser feel more complete.

Your purpose is to do...

BUG, HUNTER and MAGGIE:
Whatever the fuck you want.

And when you are a stray...

BUG, HUNTER and MAGGIE:
There's a lot to fucking do.

Why do I feel like
there's an echo in here?

'Cause you've said this
a million times. -I know.

- I love that spiel.
- HUNTER: No, it's fine.

It's fine. -You write your own
fucking speeches, okay?

- Okay.
- MAGGIE: Yeah.

Now, what do you say, guys?

- Another scraps night?
- BOTH: Yes.

All right, meet at
the pizza place at sundown,

and we gonna fuck shit up.

♪ Get wild... ♪

("Get Wild" by Prismo
featuring Ohana Bam playing)

So, what is scraps night?

It's that one magnificent
night of the week

where humans are
a lot more willing

to give us food or drop it
accidentally or both.

That stuff that
they're dropping is gold.

Oh. I just feel like we're
gonna get in trouble, though.

No, we're cleaning up.

These fuckers love it
when we clean up.

BUG:
Wait for it.

Wait for it.

MAGGIE:
Drop the fucking pizza, bitch.

BUG:
That's the one!

- Let's do this!
- (Reggie yelps)

♪ I-I-I-I'm with all my dogs ♪

♪ Finna fuck the city up ♪

♪ Keep a pocket full, got these
bitches wanna hit me up ♪

♪ Drinking by the pool ♪

♪ Doing drugs,
is you lit or what? ♪

♪ Making hella noise... ♪

This water is making me dizzy.

Oh, it's about to get
real dizzy up in this bitch.

Oh, I don't mind feeling dizzy.

- MAGGIE: Pace yourself, Reg.
- I like it.

(echoing):
♪ Get wild ♪

(echoing):
♪ Get wild ♪

BUG:
Chester, for the last time,

there's no fucking fence there.

Just come out with us.

I can't.

I'm telling you,
there is a magical fence there.

You just can't see it.

- Come on, Chester.
- Chester!

BUG, HUNTER and MAGGIE:
Chester! Chester!

Honestly, that is persuasive,
and I don't know why.

("Chester!" chant continues)

Oh, I can't believe
I'm doing this.

Stop being a pussy,
and do this.

Okay.

(whoops) Run!

BUG:
Chester!

- BOTH: Chester! Chester!
- MAGGIE: Come on!

You've got it, Chester!
You've got it!

- (electrical crackling)
- (screams)

- (Reggie gasps)
- (Maggie whooping)

Goddamn!

It's real!
The magic fence is real!

♪ Big dog status,
big dog baggage ♪

♪ Big dog, fuck it,
I got big dog habits ♪

♪ See, I'm going hard
in the paint, doing damage ♪

♪ Big dog tell me do it,
look like I'm average... ♪

Oh, yeah. You gonna get it.

Somebody been naughty.

You a naughty owl.
You a little naughty owl.

(hooting)

You're right, Bug.

I like this humping.

Bug, can I try your owl?

I told you scraps night was
gonna be off the chain, baby.

- I'm having a great time.
- Ain't this about a bitch.

Look at this motherfucker
right here.

What you want? Huh, homey?

I'll rip
your motherfucking nuts off.

- Come on, let's go.
- Pointy-eared motherfucker.

Come on. It's not worth it.

- HUNTER: There you go, Reg.
- I'm doing good?

Give it to him.
Give it to that gnome, Reg.

Tell that gnome
you're his daddy.

Hey, gnome, I'm your father.

- It's good to finally meet you.
- Uh, Reggie...

Even under
these strange circumstances.

- No, Reggie.
- Reggie!

Oh, you can't get me.

Aha, ah-- I'm too fast for you.

I'm too fast for you.
This motherfucker is keeping up.

Come on, let's go. -Who your
little bitch-ass friend

with the motherfucking
home perm and shit?

- What did you just say?
- There you go, Reg.

Don't you look at me
like that. -Get up in his ass.

I would hate for this
to get violent.

I didn't know I had a son.

And he's a gnome of all
things. -MAGGIE: Oh, Reggie!

God, shut up! -Does anyone
want to hump my son?

He's handsomely dressed
in a smart little tunic.

Yo, Chester.
You got balls, baby.

That magic fence was legit.

I kept telling you!

What a weird thing a magic
fence would be to make up.

I can do anything.

- MAGGIE: Reggie, don't.
- HUNTER: Wait, wait.

- What's going on?
- Reggie, no.

- Don't do it.
- HUNTER: Reggie, no.

I can do anything.

Do not test the dark arts, kid.

♪ ♪

♪ Get wild. ♪

Oh, shoot!

- That was fucking amazing!
- Incredible!

- Yeah!
- MAGGIE: You did it!

- That's impossible.
- HUNTER: Reggie!

I did it! I did it!

(laughter)

HUNTER:
Oh, what a night.

Reg, I could tell
the moment I sniffed your anus

you're a great guy.

- You're a legend.
- BUG: Yeah, baby.

I told you strays life
is the best life.

Yeah, you got to admit,

it's fun to be off leash
for a bit, right?

MAGGIE: Right? -Yeah, well,
it is kind of awesome

not having to hold my pee
for ten hours

- until Doug lets me outside.
- (laughter)

And I like the sound
of "legend"

a lot more than "shitbag."

HUNTER:
Guys, I'm still peeing.

Wait, is that really
what he called you?

And I really don't miss
roasting in the car

when he stops at a store
and he leaves me

with the windows cracked
just barely enough

- for me to stay conscious.
- MAGGIE (chuckles): Wait, what?

And I'm just panting,
gasping for air

and trying to survive until
he comes back in 45 minutes.

(chuckles)
Classic Doug. Too funny.

(laughs, sighs)

So, this guy neglects you,
throws you on the street,

and you still think
he's a good guy?

Yeah. I mean,
if Doug doesn't like me,

why does he let me eat
his leftover human food?

So he doesn't have to buy
dog food.

And why didn't he put
a collar and tags on you?

Because he doesn't believe
in labels.

Oh, come on, Reg.

And the bandanna he gave me

is way more special
than a collar

'cause he used it
for his penis sneezes.

- Ew.
- Ew.

Doug loves me.

We have a good relationship.

You just don't understand
the situation,

because if Doug's
such a bad guy

and he-he left me on purpose

and he hurt me on purpose,
that would mean...

that would mean...

Doug doesn't love me.

Can, uh, you guys
just give me a second?

♪ ♪

Oh, poor little guy.

That is just
the classic toxic relationship.

I should probably talk to him.
I am a therapy dog.

Nah, give him some space.

Kid's been through a lot.

DOUG: That's what
you fucking sound like,

you piece of shit.

- (imitates Reggie's barking)
- (Reggie barking)

Oh, get off! Get--

Bad dog! Bad dog! Bad dog!

(echoing):
Worst dog in the fucking world.

♪ ♪

MAGGIE:
Hey, Reggie.

I know you're feeling hurt
right now

and it's-- ugh--
must be so hard

to figure out what to do...

I'm going back to Doug's.

- What?
- The fuck, man?

What's it gonna take
for you to understand

that he's not playing
a game with you?

And I'm not playing a game
with him.

Okay...

All my life, I felt like
I wasn't worth anything

unless I heard those words,
"Good boy,"

but they never came.

Well, he needs to know
he's hurt me.

He needs to feel my pain.

And he needs to pay
for what he did

with the only thing
he truly loves.

I'm gonna bite his dick off.

- Oh.
- Wait, did he just say bite...

Yeah, I-I'm still
a little drunk,

but did I just hear you say
that you were gonna...

I said I'm gonna bite
his dick off.

- Oh, I'm 100% in for this.
- HUNTER: No, no, no, no, no.

Bug. Wait, wait, wait.
Reggie, please.

I feel you-- I really do--
but this-this is insane.

Yeah, like, maybe there's

a metaphorical dick
you could bite off.

Like-like-like you could
pretend my dick is his dick,

and you could give it
a stern talking-to.

No, his dick-- no exceptions.

Playing with that thing
was his favorite activity

until he started
putting things in boxes.

MAGGIE: Boxes? -Oh, shit.
That means he's moving soon.

- Moving? Oh, God.
- HUNTER: Oh, man.

- Wh-What if we're too late?
- Calm down.

We definitely
don't have much time.

Any places, smells,
landmarks you remember

on the road to get here?

Uh, I-I just...
I-I remember passing

an enormous hamster wheel.

- Okay, hamster wheel.
- Uh, uh, a giant cone

that looked like Hunter's.

BUG: Giant cone that looked
like Hunter's. Okay.

And the...
and the devil in the sky.

And the devil in the sky. Boom!
That's basically a road map

right to this guy's
custard launcher.

Bug, there's no way.
It's impossible.

Nah. No, no, no, not quite.

Reggie's got no shot

of making it back in time
on his own,

but if we all go,
I got the street smarts,

you got the muscle,
and Maggie's got

a sense of smell so good
she could sniff one asshole

and tell you what the guy ate
three breakfasts ago.

- (sniffs) Bunch of nickels.
- Exactly.

She's incredible.

Guys, we can do this.

- No, there is no way...
- I'm in.

...I am missing this.

Let's do it!

Really? You guys would
do this for me?

Hell yeah.
We got your back, Reg.

- MAGGIE: Yeah.
- BUG: All right, guys.

Let's show these humans
they can't toss us aside

without facing
some bad fucking consequences.

Fellas.

Lady.

Let's go get some dick. (howls)

(howling)

Howling.

- Howl. Howling.
- (others howling)

(clears throat)
I'm just not a great howler.

("Check Yo Self" by Ice Cube
playing)

♪ Yeah, word is bond ♪

♪ Das EFX in this,
you know what I'm sayin'? ♪

♪ Straight from the sewer,
word is bond, yeah ♪

♪ Check yo' self
before you wreck yo' self ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm bad
for your health ♪

♪ I come real stealth ♪

Fuck you!
♪ Dropping bombs on your moms,
fuck car alarms ♪

♪ Doing foul crime, I'm that
brotha wit' yo' Alpine ♪

♪ Sold it for a six-o,
always let tricks know ♪

♪ And friends know
we got the indo ♪

♪ No, I'm not a sucker
sitting in a House of Pain ♪

♪ And no, I'm not the butler,
I'll cut ya ♪

♪ This ain't
no fucking motion picture ♪

♪ A guy or bitch-a,
I'll get wit' cha and hit ya ♪

♪ Taking that yak to the neck,
so you better run a check ♪

♪ So come on
and chickity-check yo' self ♪

Fuck you!
♪ Before you wreck yo' self,
chickity-check yo' self ♪

♪ Before you wreck yo' self,
boy ♪

♪ Check yo' self
before you wreck yo' self ♪

♪ 'Cause shotgun bullets
are bad for your health... ♪

- (dogs howling)
- HUNTER: Howling.

Howling.

♪ Check it. ♪

- (retching, groaning)
- (song ends)

Why didn't nobody tell us
that dog journeys

are so fucking exhausting?

- Yeah.
- Oh, this is brutal.

I was still drunk
when I agreed to do this.

- Yeah, I'm hangry.
- Yeah, I'm starving.

I just threw up over there,
so there might be

something in there if you want
to give it a... -Ooh.

Okay.

I bet that's some of the pizza
from last night.

BUG: Oh, yeah,
lot-lots of good shit in there.

Oh, there's those nickels.
(chuckles)

Guys, we-we got to keep moving.

You can't miss this thing.

It's like a giant hamster wheel

but without the hamster
and it smells like hot dogs.

Smells like hot dogs?
(sniffing)

This is her superpower.
She's unbelievable.

- Look at that nose.
- REGGIE: You got something?

Wait a minute.

Wait, d-do you smell that?

I just smell plastic.

(sniffing):
Oh, yeah. Oh.

Yeah, I've got it.

She's walking away.
Should we follow her?

I'm gonna follow her.

BUG: No, no, no, no, no.
A sausage is the one

that looks like shit
but it don't taste like shit.

REGGIE:
Okay. What is a hot dog?

Guys. Shh. Drop it. Look.

- What the fuck is this?
- That's it.

The giant hamster wheel.

- We're on the right track.
- BUG: All right, guys.

We're on a time crunch,
but Hunter's gonna die

if we don't get some food
in him, okay?

Maggie, you hang with Hunter.

- MAGGIE: Gotcha.
- HUNTER: Good plan.

- Reg, you know what time it is?
- Uh...

- It's grub time. Damn right.
- It's grub... yeah, grub time.

- Let's get some grub.
- Let's get some grub.

MAGGIE:
This fucking place is weird.

HUNTER:
So weird.

BUG: I never really can
understand humans, man,

especially, like,
the lighter-shade ones.

They some strange motherfuckers.

REGGIE:
I was thinking the same thing.

- (barks)
- Hey.

Um... (chuckles)
your dog messed up my shot.

- (dog barks)
- Uh, I think he's telling me

I should pay for you
to take another one.

Oh, is that right?

Yeah, that's what...
that's what he was saying.

- I promise.
- (laughs)

I wouldn't...
I wouldn't make it up,

but he's a good...
he's got good ideas.

GUS: I could tell
James felt different

about this human girl.

Maybe it was because
she smelled like biscuits.

Or maybe it was because

something about her was special.

Excuse me. Do you know where we
can get some food around here?

GUS:
As I was saying,

James thought
he was helping this girl,

but the truth is
she was helping him.

Oh, fuck this bullshit.

Wait, what is he doing?

I've seen this shit before.

He's one of those
narrator dogs.

Hey! No one's listening
to your lame human story,

you fucking dumbass.

GUS:
Sadly, the little dog was right.

No one was listening
to my story.

Which is too bad
because I'm the only one

who knows James is
a cold-blooded serial killer.

He's got three bodies buried
in the backyard already,

but I guess no one's interested.

I can't believe that dog.

He was so obsessed
with his owner

he didn't even acknowledge us.

I'm-a tell you, kid,

the moment they leash you up,
snip your balls

is the moment
they got you by 'em.

Hold on. They snip your balls?

- Oh, yeah.
- Ugh.

And I think they're
collecting those, too,

- to put in the chocolate.
- MAN: Come on!

- Get your hot dogs here!
- Oh, shit. Look.

- I got jumbo dogs!
- Okay, here's the plan.

You grab the sausages,
and I'll go over there

and fuck the guy's leg
as a distraction.

And... break!

Uh, I don't think fucking
the guy's leg is necessary,

but I see you've
already started. All right.

- (bell dinging)
- Ooh, gimme, gimme, gimme.

- Bunny! (squealing)
- WOMAN: You won! (laughs)

- I can't believe I won!
- Yeah!

MAGGIE:
Oh, look at that toy bunny.

You know, it hasn't even
been a day yet,

but I really miss toys.

Jenna had some good ones.

I'd rip that shit apart

until I found that squeaky toy
in the middle.

HUNTER:
Ugh, I miss squeaky toys, too.

MAGGIE: But, of course,
I only got to play

with those squeak toys
if I was a good girl

and I smiled the right way for
her stupid freaking selfies.

The amount of work
that goes into looking cute.

Honestly,
I had to go spin around

in a perfect circle like this,

move into a
"oh, I'm so fuckable" pose

with my paws crossed,

and then I'd have to
stand up straight, paws up.

I have to show all my tits.

Yeah, right, that--
yeah, that's pretty fuckable.

I mean, uh, that-that...
that's-that's weird.

Wait, uh, there they are.

(clears throat) You know,
Maggie, there's, um...

there's so much more to like
about you than just your looks.

- You think so?
- Sure.

I-I mean, you are hands down

the best sniffer I've ever met.

- Huh.
- But you're also smart

and you can jump high

and you know
like nine human words.

That's insane.

I actually know 31,
but thank you.

Honestly, I-I'd have to list
about 20 more things

before I even got
to anything to do with

how beautiful you are.

Um...

I'm sorry, that was too much.

No, that-that means
a lot to me.

You know,
you're a really good listener.

Oh, that's because
all the sound

funnels through the cone
right to my ears.

(chuckles) No, I didn't...

- Never mind.
- Wait, wait. What?

Have you ever thought about...
about taking the cone off

for a little while
just to... just to see?

No.

I bet you'd look
really handsome. (chuckles)

Really?

Yeah.

BUG (laughing):
That's how you do it, Reg, baby.

REGGIE:
That was awesome!

Oh, wait a minute.
Okay, what's this vibe?

- (stammering): Oh, no.
- Oh, nothing.

- Yeah, what vibe?
- Nothing.

- What vibe?
- There is no vibe.

Your boner implies
that there's a vibe.

Oh, uh, well, you know, that's
because our friendship...

(chuckles) got me erect.

Yeah, it was a friend boner.

Then why don't you get boners
for us?

I mean, uh,
are we not your friends?

What? No, no, you guys
get me hard all the time.

Hunter, that's about the
sweetest thing I've ever heard.

Speaking of boners,
how about some sausages?

We took 'em from a human.

You stole these from a human?
What if someone saw?

Relax.
Grow back some testicles.

- Ain't nobody saw.
- (fireworks booming)

(Hunter and Maggie gasping,
yelping)

God saw!

God sees everything!

- Run!
- (Maggie screams)

- We're under attack!
- Save yourselves!

We got to find cover!

The whole fucking place
is gonna blow!

Move! Move!

- (screaming)
- HUNTER: Oh, God!

- REGGIE: We're all gonna die!
- (bell clangs)

Mama!

- (fireworks popping quietly)
- Wow.

(gentle carnival music plays)

- (fireworks booming loudly)
- Duck! -Stay low!

- They got us surrounded!
- Go, go, go!

- Run!
- They're coming after us!

This way! Hurry!

HUNTER:
It's so loud inside the cone!

- Oh, shit.
- No.

- No, no, no, no, no, no!
- We got to get over.

We got to dig. We got to dig!

Dig. Dig faster.

Hunter, Maggie, help us dig.

- What? What's going on?
- Come on, Maggie, dig!

- You said you love digging.
- I lied!

- I hate digging!
- There we go.

Okay, let's go.

Oh, I hate how the dirt feels
under my nails!

Wait, wait. Guys, I'm stuck!

My bandanna's stuck!

Aah!

- Oh, no.
- Reggie!

- Reggie, no!
- Reggie, come on, buddy.

Maggie, Hunter, help me out.

No, no, no, no.
Get out of here.

It-It's too late for me.

Listen to me.
It's not too late.

No. Save yourself.

And tell Doug I wanted
to bite his dick off.

Bite it for me, if you can.

Look at me. You're gonna live,

and you're gonna bite
that dick yourself.

MAGGIE:
Hunter, the fence!

(grunting, growling)

Check this out.

(grunting):
Come on.

Holy shit, they have a bomb!

- Come on, Reggie.
- Come on. (grunting)

REGGIE: I'm almost free.
I'm almost free.

- Come on, Reggie!
- Aah!

Aah! Come on, let's go!

BUG:
Let's move, move, move, move!

MAGGIE:
Come on, guys, let's go!

(sighs)

Oh, well, uh...

You guys want to kiss a little?

- (all panting)
- Oh, my God! Holy shit.

Guys, that was crazy.

I feel like now I need
an emotional support dog.

Bug, (laughs) you looked like
you were gonna shit yourself.

I did. I literally did that.

Oh, God. -HUNTER: He did.
I stepped in it.

- (panting)
- Reg, you okay?

Uh, it's nothing. I-I...

It's just, you guys
risked your life for me.

Bug, you saved me.

I never thought
anyone would do that.

Of course we would. Come on.

You're part of the pack, Reggie.

- We stick together.
- HUNTER: That's right.

I've never been part
of a pack before.

Well, you are now.

I didn't even know
that was a thing.

- (laughter)
- We'll make it a thing.

MAGGIE:
Yeah.

So, I kind of have
a weird idea.

Could... could we maybe...

(scoffs)
pee on each other?

Say what, now?

Well, you said that

when you pee on something
that it's yours.

I just thought that,
since we're all,

like, friends now, we could...

Pee on each other
so we belong to each other?

Yeah.

(scoffs)
That was a stupid idea.

Jenna would be so mad if
I came home covered in urine.

- Let's fucking do it.
- HUNTER: Oh, we're doing it.

Okay. Why don't we, like,
do, like, a circle thing?

Yeah, and let's just lift
our left leg. -Starboard side.

Yeah, lift our left leg,
and then we'll... -There we go.

- Oh, good, I get to pee on Bug.
- Yeah, that's good.

(all sighing)

BUG:
Whoa.

You know, this isn't just
warming my body.

It's warming my heart.

- REGGIE: Aw.
- BUG: Wow.

I guess this makes us
family now.

- Yeah, we're BFFs.
- HUNTER: Yeah.

Even better. We're Pee-FFs.

(chuckling):
Pee-FFs! I love it.

- Yeah. Love that.
- MAGGIE: Oh, Bug!

You look happy.

What are you talking about,
I look happy?

I'm just smiling
because we're all sitting here

pissing on each other,
so I just...

I cracked a smile.
It's not an emotional thing.

- Nah, you love us.
- MAGGIE: You love us!

Okay, that's it. -HUNTER:
Yeah, that's right. You do.

- That's my cue to go to bed.
- Oh, come on, Bug.

Look, listen, listen,
we got a lot of walking to do

and not much time to do it.

Let's get some sleep.

H-H-Ho-Hold on one second.

- Go back the other way.
- Better the other way.

Try sniffing the ground. H-Have
you tried sniffing the ground?

- Fucked that one up. (groans)
- You got to reset yourself.

- Yeah, you go back 90 degrees.
- Fucked that one up, too.

- You were so close.
- REGGIE: Now sit down.

- That'll do. That'll do.
- All right, finally, good.

- Time for bed. Yeah. Okay.
- MAGGIE: Let's get some sleep.

HUNTER:
And a quick turn.

- Time to go to sl...
- Wait. Hang on. -One turn.

- Two turns. Three turns.
- MAGGIE: Oh, God.

Bug's really fucked
with my head. I don't know...

- There.
- MAGGIE: Five,

- four, three, two, one.
- HUNTER: Again. Again. Okay.

Okay, okay, now I'm ready.

- (muttering)
- MAGGIE: Easy.

And... down.

I'm getting much faster
at that.

- Good night, everyone.
- Good night, Reg.

- Good night, Reggie.
- And, uh, thanks again

for letting me pee on you guys.

- Reggie?
- Yeah?

Could you just stop
fucking talking, please?

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
- Okay.

♪ ♪

(birds calling)

REGGIE:
Okay, guys. Big day today.

Next up is the giant cone.

BUG: I don't know what kind of
cone we're gonna find out here.

REGGIE: It can't be too hard
to find. It's gigantic.

BUG: All I see is trees,
but whatever.

Hey, mate, have you thought
about how you're gonna do it?

Uh, sorry. D-Do what?

- Bite Doug's dick off.
- Oh.

Were you thinking lengthwise
or tip-to-shaft?

Gosh, I don't know. I-I've
never bitten off a dick before.

(chuckles) I guess I'll let it
just come to me in the moment.

So, at what point of this trip
are you gonna build up

a little BDE
and make a move, huh?

With Maggie? -Yes, Mag...
No, with this mossy stump.

What the fuck you think
I'm talking about?

(chuckles) No way.
She wouldn't go for me.

I mean, maybe a door opens up
down the road,

but for now we're just friends.

Wh-What are you talking about,
opening up doors?

We don't have thumbs.

You got to knock
the fucking door down.

Yeah, but who would
want to date

a failed police dog
who wears a cone 24/7?

Oh, come on, dude.
Girls date losers all the time.

You know, Reggie, that you
don't have to do it, right?

What are you talking about?
Of course I do.

I'm gonna get
all over that dick.

Chomp, chomp, chomp. Mmm!

Yeah, but you could just,
you know, move on from Doug,

and then you wouldn't have to
do anything to him at all.

You could always
just let it go.

I-I'm not... (chuckles)

No, I'm not just
gonna let it go.

All right, look,

you failed doggie school
'cause you was a wuss,

but there's nothing
we can do about your past.

We might, however, be able to
get that thing off your head.

- This? No, no, you can't.
- Sure, we can.

If we all pull together,
we could...

No, no, I mean, I-I need it.

I keep it on intentionally.

Wait, really? I just assumed

it was, like, you know,
a medical thing.

Oh, it is.

I-I'll do anything
to keep it on.

And most self-inflicted
injuries will do the trick.

You know, cat scratches,
ear infection from the toilet,

lick my testicles
for hours and hours

until the humans get concerned.

But it's worth it.
I get anxious sometimes,

and the cone helps me
block things out.

What are you guys
talking about?

Oh, uh, nothing.
You know, same old, same old.

I'm telling him he's got to get

- that big dick energy.
- (scoffs) Bug.

Well, you got
the first part down.

Aw, thanks for complimenting
my penis, Maggie.

You know,
your vagina's huge, too.

- Seriously?
- Shit. Why did I say that?

BUG: Hey, Reg,
let me ask you something.

- REGGIE: Yeah?
- How sure are you

that the big cone is this way?

I don't know, on a scale
of sure to not sure,

pretty sure...

...that I'm not really sure.
That I'm sure of.

- Holy shit. We're lost.
- MAGGIE: Ah, great.

- I knew this would happen.
- Hey, calm down, Bug.

We'll figure it out.
This could be a lot worse.

Oh, really, Hunter?
I'm starving,

we're completely fucking lost,
and my little puppy paw pads

are really hurting right now,

so how exactly
could this get worse?

Huh? How could it?
Tell me, huh?

How could it get worse?

- (bird screeching)
- Oh, oh, oh!

Bug! -Why did I say
it could get a lot worse?

Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, please,
please, please don't drop me.

- Don't eat me. None of that!
- MAGGIE: Bug!

HUNTER: That eagle has
some good timing.

Bug! Hold on, buddy!

Reg, Reggie, guys, help me.

Ask him if he wouldn't mind
bringing you lower!

What?
What are you talking about?

- I don't speak bird.
- We're in a real pickle!

Help, help, help. Do something.
Somebody do something.

Oh! Oh, God!

(Reggie yells, grunts)

Fuck!

BUG: Yes! No!
Shit, this is fucking crazy.

- We're going higher.
- HUNTER: Hold on, buddy.

Reggie! Bug!

Oh, wow, your balls look huge
from this angle.

Thank you, but holy fuck!

(tweeting)

MAN: That is
a golden-cheeked warbler.

I've been missing that one.

Uh...

(humming)

Check.

(sighs)

(Bug barking in distance)

Holy shit.

That is the craziest thing
I have ever seen.

And I'm Dennis Quaid,

and Dennis Quaid
has seen some shit.

- Let me down, bitch!
- Bug, look! Over there!

- The giant cone!
- What?

- REGGIE: The giant cone!
- BUG: Oh, the cone.

Well, shit,
that would be great news

if we weren't stuck
to this fucking bird.

Bug, I got an idea. Hang on!

- (grunting)
- Reg, what are you doing?

Oh, God.

That's bold. It's too bold.

(screaming)

REGGIE:
Here we go!

(Bug gasps)

- Well, shit. Ow!
- Aah!

Fuck! Not again!

(Bug and Reggie grunting
and groaning rapidly)

Reggie! Bug!

- BUG: Aah! Help!
- REGGIE: Aah! Branch!

- BUG: Shit! Fuck!
- REGGIE: Oh! Smaller branch!

(both grunting and yelling)

(grunting and yelling continue)

Wow, they're hitting
a worst-case-scenario

amount of branches.

BUG:
Paws, paws, paws, paws, paws!

(grunts) Tail!

(grunts, sighs)

Oh, my God, I am so sorry.

I did not mean to barge in
like this.

- What, are you guys wrestling?
- (Bug yelling)

- BUG: Shit!
- (both yelling)

- MAGGIE: Bug!
- (Bug screaming)

- Reggie!
- HUNTER: You're alive!

BUG:
Fuck, got a stick up my ass.

REGGIE:
Well, Hunter was right.

That could've been worse.

BUG: Just get the fuck
out of the bush.

HUNTER: Reggie, you are
once again a legend.

Guys, that was epic.

Fucking leaves. Get off me.

Guys, you wouldn't believe it.

- We saw the giant cone.
- HUNTER: What?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
we did, we did.

- Really?
- That's amazing.

Yeah, that means we're heading
in the right direction.

Yeah, a-and not to be cheesy,

but being up in the sky
like that

just moments from my death,

I-I learned something
about life.

- Wh-What's that?
- What?

Birds don't have genitals.

Well, then how do they...

I don't know.

Maybe they have
both parts inside.

So, if you were to say,
"Go fuck yourself,"

they could actually do it.

Um, okay, then.

So, hey, next up is
the devil in the sky.

(Reggie, Bug and Maggie howling)

HUNTER:
Howling.

Come on, guys,
we're over halfway there.

HUNTER: Hey, my howl's getting
better. You guys hear that?

- Hey, man, uh...
- Yeah?

I really appreciate
what you did up there.

I mean, no need to pee
on each other

or anything like that,
but thanks.

Of course. We're Pee-FFs.

We stick together.

All right, all right,
all right. Enough.

Put your tongue
back in your mouth.

("A-O-K" by Tai Verdes playing)

HUNTER: Okay, okay. Never have
I ever gone down on a girl dog.

MAGGIE:
Really? Seriously?

You guys lick your balls
all day.

HUNTER: Oh, no, no, no.
That's different.

- REGGIE: That's different.
- HUNTER: That's different.

- MAGGIE: H-How is it different?
- BUG: It's way different.

- REGGIE: Yeah.
- HUNTER: Bones to biscuits.

MAGGIE: I can't believe
that I'm the only one.

HUNTER:
What, you went down on a...

MAGGIE:
I was experimenting.

- Come on, I was in my twos.
- BUG: Ah, yeah, yeah.

HUNTER:
Oh, yeah, that's the twos.

REGGIE:
Oh, like a Rumspringa.

♪ Living in this
big blue world... ♪

REGGIE: Okay, I got one.
Would you rather eat poop or...

BUG, HUNTER and MAGGIE:
Eat poop.

BUG:
Definitely eat poop.

REGGIE: Okay.
But I didn't even get to...

BUG:
It doesn't matter. I like poop.

REGGIE: So, question. When dogs
have sex from behind...

HUNTER:
Okay, okay.

- ...what's the style?
- BUG: That's just called

- regular style.
- MAGGIE: Regular style.

REGGIE:
I mean, is there another style,

or do we only have one style?

BUG: I only know
one style of fucking,

and I've been doing it
my whole life.

REGGIE:
Then what's human style?

BUG: In human style,
the boy pretends to be the dog

and the girl pretends
to be the couch.

It's very complicated.

REGGIE:
Wow, that is complicated.

HUNTER:
Every species is different.

♪ Two, four, six, eight,
who do we appreciate... ♪

MAGGIE:
All right, I've got a joke.

- Knock, knock.
- (others barking)

MAGGIE: No, no, no.
You got to ask, "Who's there?"

BUG:
Oh, oh, okay. Got it, got it.

- MAGGIE: Knock, knock.
- (others barking)

Guys, stop! You won't even
let me get to the joke part.

HUNTER: Later, Maggie.
Somebody's at the door.

BUG: Nothing funny about
a stranger at the door.

MAGGIE: Ugh, you guys
are fucking morons.

♪ I know I'll be A-O, A-OK... ♪

(sniffing)

MAGGIE:
You guys got anything yet?

Nah. Man, and I'm starving.

Anything edible over there?

Like a buffalo chicken pizza?

Nah, just squirrel poops.

Ah, nah, I can't eat
no more of that shit.

You know what,
that goes right through me.

REGGIE:
Hey, I think I got something.

What do you got?

- What are those?
- Kind of looks like food.

I-I don't... I don't know.

- ALL: Mmm.
- REGGIE: Oh, it's not too bad.

BUG:
I'm down to clown.

REGGIE: Mmm. How many
of these should we eat?

- HUNTER: Mm, all of them?
- BUG: Yeah, that makes sense.

MAGGIE:
These are so good. Mmm.

Ooh, this one's spicy.

HUNTER:
Kind of nutty, right?

(belches) All right.

(sighs) That should hold us.

Solid dinner.

Mmm. All right,
let's get moving.

Oh, shit. Uh, give me a sec.

Whoa, whoa.

What the fuck?

("Flat Beat" by Mr. Oizo
playing)

Hunter, your cone.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I know.
I should probably take it off.

No, no. It's growing.

Oh, my God.

(laughs):
Oh, my God.

- FEMALE VOICE: Bug.
- No.

FEMALE VOICE (singsongy):
Bug...

BUG:
Can't be.

Dolores.

Hello, Bug.

What you doing out here?

We need to talk.

Wait, Maggie.
You look different.

Really?

Oh, shit.
You look different, too.

- How so?
- Um, you kind of...

Is it my human hands?

Hey, do you think
I could play piano now?

MAGGIE:
Definitely.

(buzzing)

REGGIE:
Doug?

(echoing):
Hey, Reggie.

Doug!

How's it going?

Not great.

Just giving it one last shave,

'cause word on the street is
you're planning to bite it off.

Oh, that was supposed to be
a surprise.

Who told you?

- Sorry, Daddy.
- Oh!

My son, the gnome.

- We're done, Bug.
- What?

- I'm seeing someone else now.
- Who?

(bird screeches)

BUG:
You kidding me? Him?

Hey, go fuck yourself, man!

I actually can.
I have both parts!

Dolores, come back!

GUS:
He yelled to the sky.

But what Bug didn't realize...

Oh, fuck you, narrator dog.

GUS:
He said.

Stop saying, "He said."

GUS:
He replied.

I always had such high hopes
for you, Reggie.

I just wanted you to be a...

(distorted):
good boy.

All I ever wanted
was to be a good boy.

Goodbye, Reggie.

Wait! Doug, come back!

Oh, whoa. What's that smell?

- What? Wh-What?
- (sniffing)

MAGGIE:
It's coming from over here.

Hunter, are you seeing this?

(toy squeaking)

HUNTER and MAGGIE:
Toys!

Guys, get in here.
Get over here.

(toys squeaking)

BUG: Reg, Reg!
Pull this one with me.

- It's squishy!
- Oh, fluffy!

I can't feel my snout.

MAGGIE:
Oh, there's toys everywhere!

(laughing)

HUNTER: Oh, I don't want
this day to ever end.

Yeah. Me, neither.

(birds calling)

(snoring)

Morning, guys.

Comfy?

Oh, shit.
I thought you were Dolores.

My bad. I got to go pee.

What's that by your feet,
Reggie?

My feet?

What are you talking about?
What is that?

Yeah, what is that?

Oh, my God. That's an ear.

- An ear?
- Holy fucking shit.

They were toys. Guys,
where are the goddamn toys?

This is not real.
This is not real.

HUNTER:
Th-This is real.

This is real. Oh, my God!

We killed 'em! (gasping)

I'm gonna barf.

(retches) Oh, God.
There's fur in the barf.

We're fucking murderers!
Oh, my God, now I'm gonna barf.

Holy fuck. Holy fuck.
This can't be happening.

Hang in there. Stay with me.

I-I'll fix you.

Bug, what are you doing?

What it look like I'm doing?

I'm getting rid of
the evidence. Nobody can know!

(flies buzzing)

Um, we are gathered here today
to say goodbye to the bunnies.

Honestly, what we did
was an accident.

- Absolutely.
- Mm-hmm. -Right.

And I know that if we weren't
confused from the food we ate

we would have never mauled you,
tore all your limbs off

and shook your corpses around
while giggling gleefully...

by accident.

So, bless you, bunnies.

- Yes. Sorry.
- Bless you.

- So sorry.
- Sorry.

- Amen.
- All right, that's it.

Never speak of this again.

Not one word, you hear me?

Not one fucking word.

- Not one word about what?
- Oh, shit. The cops.

"Oh, shit" is right, motherfucker.

Wait, wh-what did we do?
We're innocent. I promise.

- Sit!
- I am.

On the ground. Lay down,
paws where I can see 'em.

- We are laying down.
- Search these bitches.

They're hiding something.

- Oh, God. What do we do?
- Calm down. I got this.

I'm-a speak
with my white dog voice.

Hello, Officer.

None of us have ever killed

- a bunny in our lives.
- MAGGIE, REGGIE, HUNTER: Bug!

What?
Everybody, shut the fuck up.

We're looking for a lost
Girl Scout, Riley Anderson,

age eight in human years.

Wandered away from her campsite
two days ago.

Thought you dogs might have
some contact with her.

I've got nothing, sir.

But it smells like you haven't.
Let's move out.

Wait, wait. I could help.

I'm sorry, I don't really want
to be that bitch,

but I'm actually really good
at sniffing,

and I'd be happy to assist
in finding this lost girl.

Adorable. Yeah, no, thanks,
Australian shep-turd.

Excuse me,
but you really shouldn't

talk to her like that.

And what the fuck
are you gonna do about it?

I-I will do nothing
the fuck about it.

I am sitting down now.

Oh, Hunter.

Hunter?

Rolf?

Holy mother-flipping shit!

I didn't recognize you
with the cone.

Yeah, yeah, I got a cone now.

Bring it in, bro.

- Buddy!
- Give us some.

ROLF: God, hey, well,
I should've known,

'cause your butthole smells
exactly the same.

HUNTER: You know, I'll never
forget this butthole.

- The fuck?
- You know this guy?

ROLF:
You kidding me?

This fucker and I went
to the academy together.

Everything I know, I learned
from this son of a bitch.

Technically, we're all
sons of bitches, sir.

Shut up.

Hey, so where'd you
end up, brother?

Drug sniffing, bomb detection?
What are we talking about?

Oh, um, well, I take care
of dying humans.

Oh. Well, I mean, that's not
the end of the world, I guess.

Well, for them it is.
(chuckles)

Well, hey, guys.

You found some strays, Rolf?

Huh? Good job.

So, what are you fuckers doing
out here, huh?

Oh, uh, well,
it's a long story.

We're gonna bite
a guy's dick off.

It's actually a short story.

Nice.
Man, when I joined the force,

you could bite dicks
left and right.

Nowadays, I chomp a dick,

I got to fill out
two weeks of paperwork.

Can I get an AC unit
down to Old Forest Road 54?

We're trying to get
to the devil in the sky.

Does that sound familiar?

Devil in the sky? Yeah.

You stick with us,
we'll show you the way.

- Wow. Really?
- Sure thing, rat boy.

ROLF: Let's not wait so long
next time, huh?

What's it been, seven years?

I think just one,
but every year

feels like seven to us,
so that makes sense.

Okay, listen. We got to get
our story straight.

- Uh-huh.
- It was a possum

who killed all the bunnies,
got it?

Wait, what's the possum's name?

Uh, Greg.

That's not a believable name
for a possum.

Ooh, can it be Monty?

- Hey, Cath.
- Steve. Thanks for coming over.

Hey, little guy. Want a treat?

Treats! I love treats!

Oh, my goodness.
Does somebody want a treat?

This one's all for you.
I got tons of treats.

Reggie, it's a trap!

- Hey!
- (Maggie screams)

BUG: Hey, hey! Those bunnies
were dead when we found 'em!

It was a possum named,
uh, Greg or-or...

REGGIE: Monty!
His name was Monty, not Greg!

BUG:
No choice. They threatened us!

But, Rolf,
I thought we were pals.

Sorry, old friend.
The law's the law.

You know how it is.

What a sadistic fuck.

Hey, calm down, sweetie pie.
You'll all be fine.

You got tags,
they'll send you home.

- (dogs barking)
- (wolf whistle)

- Whoa, fresh meat.
- Hey, big boy.

- I like the mouth on that one.
- Mm, we gonna cuddle real hard!

Hey, bitch. Hey, little bitch.
(howls) -(smacking lips)

Guys, we got to get
out of here.

We're running out of time.

- Where even are we?
- Nowhere good.

No, no, no, no, no.
I can't be here.

I can't. Not this again.

Come on, mate. We'll be fine.

Yeah, Rolf told us
they'll just send us home.

- It'll be all right.
- They only send you home

if you got a home
to go back to.

And do you know
what these people do

to dogs that don't have one,
Hunter? Huh?

Do you have any idea
what they're about to do to me?

What they're about
to do to Reg?

Calm down, Bug.
We'll figure this out.

There ain't nothing
to figure out, Maggie.

These humans caught us,
and now we are fucked!

Bug, you don't know that.

Yeah. Uh, I mean, Bug,

you say you know
so much about humans,

but you don't really know them, either.

I mean, you've never
had an owner.

You never had a Jenna.

You never had a Doug.

I had an Emma.

- (gasps)
- What?

Whoa, Bug.

You had an owner?

Yeah.

And I told myself that I would
never say her name again,

but y'all need to hear this.

- No.
- No? Okay.

BUG:
I don't remember everything,

but I remember the day
she got me out of there.

- (gasps) This one.
- (parents laughing)

MOTHER:
He's a cute little bugger.

Cute little bug.

♪ When we were on top... ♪

BUG:
We did everything together.

We played all day,

and no matter how stupid
I acted,

- she always laughed.
- (laughs)

Trick or treat.

BUG:
We even did this thing I hated

where she would dress us up
in super weird clothes

and ask the neighbors
to give us that chocolate

- humans make from dog poop.
- Oh, oh, not for you, honey.

- (thunder crashes)
- (Bug whimpers)

EMMA:
It's okay. It's just a storm.

BUG: But even better
than all the fun we had

is, uh, the way
she made me feel.

I love you.

BUG: When she said that,
I felt so special.

And then it was usually
followed by

these incredible
belly scratches.

No one ever made my leg
kick like that.

Except for this one night
with this raccoon

I don't like to talk about,
but, uh... anyway. -(giggles)

But then I made a mistake.

- (yelps)
- (Emma screams)

It was a blur.

I didn't even know what I did
until it was too late.

Say goodbye to Bug.

(whimpers softly)

(crying)

(barks)

BUG: I thought I was getting
put in time-out or something,

but... but the place
she sent me to...

...the time-outs there
never end.

- (woman screams)
- MAN: Whoa!

I never saw her again.

After all we had been through--
everything she made me feel,

everything I thought
I made her feel--

just nothing.

We did so much together.

She taught me so many tricks.

But the one trick she never
wanted me to learn was: stay.

(whimpers softly)

I think I zoned out
around the middle part.

Can you tell
the middle part again?

Hunter, I'm not gonna
tell the middle part again.

I'm sorry, Bug. I had no idea.

Don't be sorry, Reg.
Be thankful.

'Cause you got a chance
to make this right.

Oh, what I wouldn't give
to bite this girl in the dick.

But, you know, she's six, and I
don't know where she lives now,

and she's a girl and doesn't
even have a dick, but still.

Listen, what we're doing
isn't just about Doug.

We're doing this
for all of them.

For every single one
of those humans

who treated us like shit.

Man, biggest mistake
of my life.

Yeah. I'd regret that bite, too.

The bite? No.

I'm talking about her.

She's the mistake, not the...

Okay, well, we can talk about

getting back at your exes
all we want,

but none of that matters
if we can't get out of here.

Guys, what if we can
get the key?

♪ ♪

HUNTER:
Oh, no.

We'd need, like,
a super long pole to hook it.

Why is everyone looking at me?

Come on, Hunter, you can do it.

- (Hunter grunting)
- REGGIE: Dude, you're so close.

Just a little more.

Come on, get hornier.
You can do it.

This is all I got.

Maggie, come on. Excite him.

(whispering):
Hunter, this has been

a really long, hard trip,

but the thing
that keeps me panting

is thinking about us doing it,
regular style.

Oh, boy. It-It's working.

Keep talking, Maggie.
More sexy stuff.

Just picture me,

all eight nipples rock hard,

and I'm wearing nothing but...
(gasps) the cone.

(grunts)

REGGIE:
You're doing it, Hunter!

Come on, Hunter.

Use that dick of yours.

Yes, Hunter!

- (straining)
- MAGGIE: Hunter! Hunter!

ALL:
Hunter! Hunter!

Hunter! Hunter! Hunter! Hunter!

ONE DOG:
Hunter!

Sorry, guys. It's hopeless.

MAGGIE:
Ugh. Hunter.

Shit. Really thought
that was gonna work.

HUNTER:
Sorry my dick let you down.

REGGIE:
Wait. I've got it.

What's the one thing
humans are obsessed with?

Uh, themselves.

- Painting their faces.
- Dying.

No. Bug, you said it yourself.

What's the thing humans are
most obsessed with about dogs?

- Our shit.
- Yes.

Every single time we shit,
what do they do?

They come and bag it up.

- Yeah.
- That's right. Once this place

gets all poopy,
Willy comes in and bags it up

like he's collecting it
for something. -OTHERS: Mm-hmm.

- Exactly.
- MALE DOG: For chocolate.

And that's our ticket
out of here.

We poop until
he has to open these doors,

and when he does, we charge.

- MAGGIE: Good idea, Reg.
- Nice thinking, kid. I'm in.

And I got a couple of shits
in the chamber.

- (dogs groaning, murmuring)
- No thanks, kid.

What's wrong with you guys?

Don't you want to get out
of this place?

Of course. But we've been
burned so many times

we're smart enough to know

that we'll never get
beyond these walls

without a human coming
to adopt us.

Look, I get it.

I've had dark moments.

Moments where I felt stuck.

Moments where,
even if you couldn't see it,

felt like there was a wall
or a fence holding you back.

Yeah, invisible magic fences.
I swear to God, that's real.

But I'm here to tell you
that's garbage talk.

'Cause I was lucky enough
to meet some amazing friends

who taught me that
just beyond those walls

is a bunch of incredible stuff
worth living for.

There's lampposts to pee on.

There's scraps to eat
and couches to make love to.

And dead bunnies that...

- (Bug clears throat)
- I-I know nothing about.

Yeah, I know nothing
about that, either.

Got no clue what you're
talking about on that one.

And tennis balls to fetch, and...

A dick to bite off.

What? Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
That, too.

But most importantly, there's
a life out there worth living.

- MAGGIE: Whoo! Reggie!
- HUNTER: Go, Reg!

So I'm asking you, do you want
to stay here and die,

or do you want to shit
your brains out and live?

ALL:
Live!

We want to live!

Then poop with me!

Poop with me to freedom!

♪ Oh, shit, oh, shit,
oh, shit ♪

♪ Oh, shit,
oh, shit, oh, shit ♪

- ♪ Oh, shit, oh, shit ♪
- ♪ Are you ready for this? ♪

- ♪ Oh, shit, oh, shit ♪
- ♪ Oh... ♪

Dig deep inside of you,
deep inside your colon.

Release your pent-up feelings.

Let it flow.

♪ When I come to the club ♪

- ♪ Step aside ♪
- ♪ Oh, shit ♪

♪ Part the seas,
don't be havin' me in the line ♪

♪ Oh, shit... ♪

Great work, everybody.
Keep on pooping.

- ♪ And me love you long time ♪
- ♪ Oh, shit ♪

♪ How come every time
you come around ♪

♪ My London, London Bridge
wanna go down? ♪

♪ Like London, London, London,
be goin' down like. ♪

(song ends)

Those are my eyes.

Exactly.

I think Dad's really
gonna love this.

(sniffs)

(continues sniffing)

I think it's working.
Places, everyone.

(takes deep breath)

♪ ♪

Oh... oh, God.

I can taste it. Oh.

What?

(sighs)

Oh, fuck.

(keys jingling)

(lock clicks)

(door opening)

Very cute.

Very funny. (chuckles)

I see what's going on here.

You guys think that I am

a big fat fucking asshole, right?

You know everything about me.

You know all the things
that have happened in my life

with my dad and my ex-wife.

(sobbing softly)

Bravo. Bravo.

Oh, encore!

Just kidding. It's done.

We are done!

- (barking)
- Wait, what are you...

(yelps, grunts)
Oh, my God. Wh-Whoa.

(whimpers, yells)

(groans)

Charge!

(dogs whooping, barking)

(sobbing)

(continues sobbing)

Ah, we did it!

I can't believe
we shit that much!

Hunter's dick! Hunter's dick!

To hell with you!

(panting)

(chuckling)

Thanks for your patience, folks.

Really.

(chuckles)

Ooh. I'm sorry, Diane.

Uh... uh...

(laughs)
"Then poop with me to freedom."

- So cheesy, but I loved it.
- (laughs) What a plan.

What a speech, Reg.

Actually, Reginald,
I preferred the first speech.

You know, the one where you
convinced all of us to do this,

back when you were focused
on biting Doug's dick off.

- MAGGIE: Bug.
- Okay, okay, Bug, look...

Oh, look!

The devil in the sky.
We made it.

Look at that fucking guy!

HUNTER: Burn in hell, you
motherfucking son of a bitch.

I hate everything about him.

That dumbass smile,
those shitty pants.

I want to rip your nuts off
and make you watch!

Stupid hat
and your stupid truck

with the door
on the other side of the thing.

I hate his face.

I hate his personality.
I hate his bag.

HUNTER: He smells like
a thousand different houses,

and I can't trust that.

Anyways, good job, guys.
The final landmark.

- Yeah. That's right.
- And right on schedule.

Yeah, barely. You remember
which way to go from here?

Uh, yeah, we just... we just
stay on this road for now.

Good. Let's move.

- All right.
- MAGGIE: Great.

W-Wait, wait, wait.

One second. Can't leave yet.

- Huh?
- What's up, Reg?

Where is it?

Oh, there.

All right. Let's go, guys.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
Hold on a second.

Why couldn't you leave
without the ball, Reggie?

I don't know.
I-I just like tennis balls.

I know ball guys.
You're not a ball guy.

Well, you don't know
everything about me.

Well, I'm learning
a little more right now.

Drop the ball, Reg.

What? No.

Drop the fucking ball.

- Leave it.
- I'm not gonna leave the ball.

- Drop the ball!
- No.

Reggie, you drop
that goddamn ball!

- No.
- You don't even like balls!

Doug likes balls!

- Doug?
- (Maggie gasps)

HUNTER:
Oh, Reg.

I don't know why, but he does.

And when we play the game
fetch-and-fuck,

it always ends when I come home
and bring him back a ball.

So I know he's expecting it,
and I'm not gonna let him down.

- Goddamn it.
- So, when you told me

you didn't know how you were
gonna bite Doug in the dick,

the real reason you don't know
is because...

You're not gonna bite Doug
in the dick. -(sighs)

Look, when we first set out,
I was totally into the plan.

But the closer we got to Doug,

the more I realize
that I miss him.

And I think he misses me, too.

Reggie, don't do this.

You deserve so much better
than him.

I don't, Hunter.

I really don't.

You know why Doug abandoned me?

Because I was the problem
in our relationship.

I ate his shoes.

I woke him up so early
every day

because I needed to pee.

And I pooped on the rug.

We've all pooped on the rug, Reggie.

Oh, did you roll in it, Maggie?
Did you roll in the poop?

Because guess what,
I rolled in the poop.

Okay, that's not great.

God, I can't believe
it took me this long

to realize this-- that every
time he called me a bad dog,

he was absolutely right.

It was all my fault.

Wow.

Well, I'm not gonna be
a bad dog anymore.

It's time for me
to be a good boy.

Jesus, I cannot believe that I
risked my life for this asshole

just so he could go back
and get with another asshole.

I did all of this for you, Reggie.

You didn't do this for me.

You said it yourself--
this isn't about Doug.

This is about
every single one of them

who treated us like shit.

This is about Emma.

- Reggie.
- Fuck you.

Hey, how about
rule number three, Bug?

You're on your own?

Well, then what were we?

Wow. -I don't think
you really want to be a stray.

I think you're sad and lonely.

Can you believe
this fucking guy?

And I think the only reason
you claim to hate humans

is because, if you ever stop
to think about what happened,

you'd realize that Emma
didn't fuck it up; you did.

Get the fuck away from me.

Believe me, I-I fucked up
with my owner, too,

so thank you for helping me
realize I was the problem.

Only difference is
I have a chance to fix it

and not end up like you.

(growls, grunts)

Hey, hey, hey,
what are you doing?

- Guys, guys, stop.
- Guys, stop it.

- Guys! -Guys, come on.
- Come on!

- Give me this fucking thing.
- Give it back!

- Bug.
- MAGGIE: Guys.

REGGIE: Doug gave me that!
Give that back!

- I know he did.
- No!

- HUNTER: Stop it. Stop.
- MAGGIE: Bug, don't do that.

BUG: That's what I think
about you and your owner.

Go fuck yourself, Reggie!

You two deserve each other.

♪ ♪

- Reggie, don't do this!
- Reg.

I hope he's already left
without you.

Man.

I really thought my dick
was gonna hook those keys.

Um, but this is also a bummer.

♪ ♪

Bug, we can't go back.

Sure, we can.

The devil in the sky,
cone, hamster wheel,

just in the opposite order
of how we came.

No dead bunnies this time.

Bug, she means
we can't leave him like this.

First off, Hunter,
we didn't leave him.

He left us.

Second, we don't know
the rest of the way

back to Doug's place anyway.

And third, I'm not just
gonna hang around here

and let some dickless bird

swoop in on my girlfriend
while I'm gone.

- What?
- (sighs) Look,

if there's one thing
that the asshole got right,

it's that I have been
wasting my time with you guys.

I'm a stray, and I should start
acting like one.

- Wait, where are you going?
- I don't know.

- I'm about to go do some nunya.
- What's nunya?

- Nunya fucking business!
- HUNTER: Oh, yeah,

I walked right into that one.

(sighs) Let's go home, Hunter.

(Hunter sighs)

Talking about I'm lonely.
Talking about I'm scared.

Fuck does he think
he's talking about?

I'm-a tell you right now,
I ain't lonely,

and I damn sure ain't scared.

(gasps) Fuck you, leaf.

(scoffs) End up like me?

I pissed on two cars
and three houses last week.

That's right,
I'm a three-year-old dog,

and I'm already a homeowner.

I'm living
the motherfucking dream, hmm?

And I'm not scared to be alone.

Matter of fact,
I ain't scared of anything.

(twig snaps)

Who's that?

Don't come closer.

I-I, uh... I'm crazy.
I fuck trash!

(growling)

(growling)

(barking)

Nope, not doing this.

Just walk away, Bug.

Little girls like Emma suck,
and you know it.

(whimpering)

(sobbing softly)

Don't listen to her, man.
Don't listen to her.

Another fucking narcissist

putting her needs
above your own.

You've been down
this fucking road before, man.

Just... just...

(sighs) Goddamn it.

Hey there. (chuckles)

What are you doing out here
all alone?

Did you get lost like me?

It's gonna be okay.

Holy shit. Wait!

You're the girl
that everyone's looking for.

Holy shit.

I found her! I found her!

S-Somebody, please help!

I found the girl!

- That's Bug.
- Bug! Where are you?

Let's go.

♪ ♪

I see him!

(barks)

I can't believe
you found the girl.

Oh, my God, Bug.

Come on. We got to get her
some help. She's in bad shape.

- MAGGIE: Help! Over here!
- HUNTER: Over here!

We found her! Help!

- Help! Help!
- Rolf, you dickhead! Help!

(Bug, Maggie and Hunter
shouting in distance)

Lost kid! Let's move!

- Over here!
- Rolf! -Help!

- Here they come.
- HUNTER: Over here.

Munchkin, check the girl.

Hell of a job,
Hunter and small dogs.

- Didn't know you had it in you.
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Riley!

Riley, here you are.
Good dog. Good dog.

You're okay.

I'm not even gonna ask

how you ended up
back in these woods.

All I'll ask is:
How can I repay you?

You can help save
my best friend.

♪ ♪

Oh, what am I gonna say?
What am I gonna say?

Okay, I should probably
rehearse this.

Hey, Doug.

(imitating Doug):
Hey, shitbag.

(normal voice):
What have you been up to?

(imitating Doug):
Mostly masturbating.

(normal voice):
Oh, cool. Classic Doug.

So, I owe you an apology.

(imitating Doug):
Okay.

(normal voice):
You were totally right

to ditch me in that alley.

I mean, I was terrible.

(imitating Doug):
Agreed.

(normal voice):
But I was wondering, um,

if we could maybe make
some changes when I'm back.

Like, maybe we could
do walks now

and possibly increase
pee breaks to twice a day

and maybe, if you feel like it,
you could call me a...

a good boy
every once in a while.

Ugh, this is stupid.

What you mean,
you can't track him down?

You're sniff dogs.
That's what you do, right?

Yeah, come on, Rolf,
they taught us that.

It's impossible.

We can't track him without
knowing his scent first.

Did you get any whiff of him
yesterday, Munchkin?

Nothing I can recall, sir.

- Wait! The bandanna!
- Come again.

We can get his scent
from the bandanna.

- Let's go! Let's go!
- Nice, Maggie.

Rolf? Hey, Rolf!

- There it is!
- BUG: There! There it is!

There it is!

HUNTER:
Way to go, Maggie.

ROLF:
Halt!

Good God, what's that smell?

Can you smell Reggie
off that thing?

(sniffs) I'm not getting
any dog off of this, sir.

Just a lot of urine.

- Oh, huh. Oh, wow.
- Huh.

- That's, uh, weird.
- It was Bug.

And from the same patterns,
I can tell

this was
a very small pee stream,

indicative of a dog with
an unbelievably tiny penis.

- Again, Bug.
- It ain't indicative of shit.

If anything, it is indicative
of a well-shaped,

sensual penis
that transcends dick size.

Lots of TDU-- tiny dick urine--
over here.

It would take a miracle
to pick up

any dog scent
off of that thing.

There you are.
What's gotten into you guys?

- (sniffing)
- ROLF: Fuck are you doing?

You'll taint the smell!

I'm doing your job.

Now, back the fuck off, Adolf.

- Adolf?
- It's 'cause you're

a German shep... Oh, whatever.

I get it now. Hitler reference.

(sniffing)

Go, Maggie. Go, Maggie.

I'm picking up...

bitches of the night,
pizza, vomit pizza,

hot dogs, all of our pee,

- eagle feathers, Dennis Quaid?
- (eagle screeches)

Squirrel sex, dead bunnies
that I know nothing about,

Hunter's boner,
oh, lots of shit,

a tiny Boston terrier dick and...

Reggie! I got him.

- Yes, Maggie.
- Let's move!

HUNTER:
Come on, let's go!

Thanks, Rolf!

Except for when
you fucked us over!

Good luck, soldiers.

And sorry
I'm such a fucking asshole!

I should really work on myself.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(door creaks)

♪ ♪

DOUG: Oh, thanks
for shitting on the carpet.

The fuck are you thinking, huh?

Oh, you're such a stupid
little piece of shit.

Can you just leave me
the fuck alone?

Bad dog!

- (Reggie barking)
- (Doug imitating barking)

DOUG: That's what you fucking
sound like, you piece of shit.

♪ ♪

Okay, one last shit on
the carpet, and then I'm out.

Hey, Doug.

(sighs):
Fuck.

It's me, Reggie.

A-And look, I-I know
you can't understand

what I'm saying right now...

This is not happening.

...but I just want to say
how I feel.

I know you didn't like me.

I mean, obviously.

You abandoned me in the street.

But just know that
I did everything I could

to make you feel loved.

And I thought,
if I loved you enough,

then maybe you would
love me back.

But then I met new friends.

I met the sweetest big dog
with just the nicest dick,

the most talented,
baddest bitch in the world,

and the-the tiniest, scrappiest,

funniest best friend
I could ever ask for.

Oh, and I met my son, too,
who's a gnome, and we had sex.

But whatever.

The point is
those friends showed me

what real love feels like,

and it's nothing
like what we had.

Now I know that
I wasn't a bad dog.

You were a bad man.

Bad man! Bad man!

(barking)

(sighs)

Goodbye, Doug.

And fuck you.

Now, what do I got to do

to get you the fuck
out of my life?

I mean, how do you
not get it, man?

I drove you three hours away.

I mean, how could I make it
any more clear

that I don't care about you?

I don't fucking love you.

Goodbye forever, shitbag.

Well, at least I found
someone who loved me.

Pee-FFs forever.

(barking)

ALL:
Pee-FFs forever!

The fuck?

Who the hell are these dogs?

Jesus Christ, it's like
a fucking dog movie in here.

(growling)

Oh, yeah?

The fuck are you gonna do
about it, cone boy?

Oh, shit.

(growls, barks)

(snarling)

Reggie, you okay?

Listen, Bug, I-I'm so sorry
for what I said. I...

Don't worry about that
right now.

Yeah, we've got a dick
to rip off.

- (grunting)
- (Hunter snarling)

Get the fuck off me!

Fuck. What the...

Get off me! Let go! Goddamn it.

Ow! Fuck, my knee!

- Goddamn it!
- (barks)

Oh, you want some, huh?

(barking)

Oh, goddamn it!

You little fuckers owe me
a microwave!

(barking)

Eat some foot!

Aah, my foot!

(panting)

Shitbag.

(grunting)

(screams)

Oh, fuck, my back!

Fuck! -Guys, we should
get out of here.

BUG:
Reggie!

Got you, you little shit.

Well, look at you.

You got yourself some friends?

Let me tell you furry fucks something.

Your little buddy here
ruined my life.

Before him, I had
a fucking good thing going.

A roof over my head,
checks from my mom,

two girlfriends.

Now I have no house,
no girlfriends,

and I have to masturbate
all day.

All right, this dog turned me
into a fucking loser!

Why's he talking so much?

You ever see the end
of Marley & Me? Huh?

Yeah. Me, neither.

It's fucking boring.

But I do know that
the dog dies in the end.

- (all barking)
- I'm gonna enjoy

squeezing the life out of you.

BUG: Maggie, Hunter,
get in position.

- MAGGIE: Got it.
- HUNTER: Copy.

DOUG: 'Cause you squeezed
the life out of me.

Wait, what's happening?

What are they doing getting in
a line like that? What...

♪ ♪

(distorted):
Fuck you!

("Wrecking Ball" by Miley Cyrus
playing)

- ♪ We clawed, we chained ♪
- (growling)

♪ Our hearts in vain ♪

♪ We jumped, never asking why ♪

♪ We kissed, I fell
under your spell ♪

♪ A love no one could deny ♪

♪ Don't you ever say... ♪

Bad fucking dog.

You're goddamn right.

♪ I came in
like a wrecking ball ♪

(distorted screaming)

♪ I never hit so hard in love ♪

♪ All I wanted was
to break your walls ♪

♪ All you ever did was ♪

♪ Wre-e-eck me ♪

(distorted screaming)

♪ Yeah, you, you wre-e-eck me ♪

♪ I put you high up in the sky ♪

♪ And now
you're not coming down ♪

♪ It slowly turned,
you let me burn ♪

♪ And now
we're ashes on the ground ♪

♪ Don't you ever say
I just walked away ♪

♪ I will always want you ♪

♪ I came in
like a wrecking ball ♪

♪ Yeah, I just closed my eyes
and swung ♪

♪ Left me crashing
in a blazing fall ♪

♪ All you ever did was
wre-e-eck me ♪

♪ Yeah, you, you wre-e-eck me ♪

(whimpering)

♪ I never meant to start a war ♪

♪ I just wanted you
to let me in... ♪

Uh, yeah,
we should probably leave.

Oh, yeah, we got to go
right now?

I was kind of enjoying this.

♪ I guess I should've
let you win... ♪

Yo, Reg, I got to be
honest with you, man.

I ain't think
you was gonna do that shit.

MAGGIE:
You really committed to that.

HUNTER: Yeah, that was more
graphic than I was expecting.

MAGGIE:
That was almost too far.

BUG:
You one-upped me, for sure.

I mean, I bit a girl's ankle.

You ripped a man's penis off.

(song ends)

("Follow You" by Dave Sarazen
playing)

- (birds chirping)
- (dogs barking)

REGGIE: Today is gonna be
the best day ever.

How do I know that?

Because every day
is the best day ever.

Hunter went back to his job
at the old human home,

and he didn't even need
his cone.

Hey, Cone of Shame.

Where's your lampshade?
(chuckles)

Actually, Bubsy,
I don't need that cone anymore,

just like I don't need
any of your shit anymore.

Fuck you, Bubsy.

Wow. I had no idea
you felt that way.

I'm sorry. I-I'm just gonna go.

Fuck your mother!

(laughs) Fuck out of here!

REGGIE: And he finally
found the courage

to let Maggie know
how he feels about her.

And now they have sex
all the time.

Regular style, of course.

Attaboy, Hunter.

Reminds me of when I was young.

You used to fuck dogs?

What?

REGGIE:
And Maggie, well,

she finally got
the owner she deserves.

Maggie's part of
the detection squad now,

and she's the best sniffer
on the team.

Oh, I love the costume
you gave her.

So good.

Uniform. For work.

REGGIE:
And Bug's the same old Bug.

With one pretty big exception.

He's changed his stance
on people.

(laughing)

Or at least
one very special person.

- (barking, laughing)
- ♪ And you're feeling down ♪

♪ You can follow me ♪

♪ And I'll show you
how to love ♪

♪ To love... ♪

REGGIE: Sure, joining a family
was a bit

of a learning experience
for him.

Oh, baby, I love this.

Your cushions are so much
tighter than Dolores's.

Now, what is this fabric?
Faux suede?

Hey.

Oh, hey, Kevin.

Come on, buddy.
No humping the couch.

Nothing will ever
come between us.

REGGIE:
Yep, life is pretty damn great.

So we'll see you guys tonight?

- Yep.
- You know it.

ALL:
Scraps night.

REGGIE: As for me,
I chose to stay a stray,

and I couldn't be happier.

And for any dogs in need,

I'll be there
to show them the ropes.

Hey there. I'm Reggie.
You got a name?

Oh, hi. I'm-I'm Shitstain.

No. No, no, no.
That's not your name. Trust me.

Rule number one
of being a stray:

You want something,
you pee on it.

And whatever you pee on
is yours.

Oh. How about this lamppost?

- That's mine!
- Oh. Okay.

Rule number two:

You can pretty much hump
whatever you want.

- Cool! Sweet!
- Awesome! Yes!

Rule number three is the most
important rule, bar none:

You are not alone.

You know,
I used to think my place

was by Doug's side,
but now I know

my place is
wherever I want it to be,

and I've never felt
more at home.

'Cause I know a guy
who lets me crash

whenever I want.

- Hey, loser.
- Hey, fuckface.

(chuckling)

Liam, the cute scruffy dog
is back!

(laughter)

(barks)

- Isn't this the life?
- (Reggie sighs)

LIAM:
Who's a good boy?

You're a good boy.

Such a good boy.

REGGIE:
I've learned a lot since Doug.

Sure, there are some bad people
in this world,

but even Bug would agree--
the good ones are out there.

You just got to keep
your eyes open.

Hey, kids.

I'll rip your fucking lungs
out through your mouth!

- Fuck you, mailman! Fuck you!
- Son of a bitch!

Oh, these guys have
a lot of energy, don't they?

I'm-a eat your fucking nut
sack... -You're a bad person!

Get out of here, you evil,
evil little shit! -Aw.

I'll give you
to the count of three,

and then I'm gonna jump
this fence

- and skull-fuck you to death!
- You stupid fucking evil devil!

You're just as bad as your
friend in the sky! -One, two...

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. You smart.
- You fuckwad, go! Go!

- You smart.
- Go! Keep moving!

BUG:
Smart move. Keep walking.

REGGIE: Don't even think about
coming back here tomorrow.

- Fuck off!
- BUG: Yeah, bitch.

You don't want to get
this guy angry.

REGGIE: I may be small,
but you have no idea

what I'm capable of.

Just ask Doug!

I ripped the guy's cock off!

♪ This is for the Gz
and this is for the hustlas ♪

♪ This is for the hustlas,
now back to the Gz ♪

♪ This is for the Gz
and this is for the hustlas ♪

♪ This is for the hustlas,
now back to the Gz ♪

♪ It's one-nine-nine-trey,
so let me just play ♪

♪ It's Snoop Dogg,
I'm on the mic ♪

- ♪ I'm back with Dr. Dre ♪
- (eagle screeches)

♪ But this time I'm-a hit
yo' ass with a touch ♪

♪ To leave motherfuckers
in a daze, fucked up ♪

♪ So sit back, relax,
new jacks get smacked ♪

♪ It's Snoop Doggy Dogg,
I'm at the top of the stack ♪

♪ I don't lack for a second
and I'm still checkin' ♪

♪ The dopest motherfucker
that ya hearin' on the record ♪

♪ It's me, ya see,
S-N-double-O-P ♪

♪ D-O-double-G-Y,
the D-O-double-G ♪

♪ I'm fly as a falcon
soarin' through the sky ♪

♪ And I'm high
till I dizzie, rizzide ♪

♪ So check it, I get busy,
I make your head dizzy ♪

♪ I blow up your mouth
like I was Dizzy Gillespie ♪

♪ I'm crazy,
you can't phase me ♪

♪ I'm the S, oh, yes,
I'm fresh ♪

♪ I don't fuck
with the stress ♪

♪ I'm all about the chronic,
bionic, ya see ♪

♪ Every single day, chillin'
with the D-O-double-Gs ♪

♪ P-O-U-N-D,
that's my clique, my crew ♪

♪ You fuck with us,
we gots to fuck you up ♪

♪ I thought you knew,
but yet and still ♪

♪ You wanna get real, now it's
time to peel, you say chill ♪

♪ And feel
the motherfuckin' realism ♪

♪ Snoop Doggy Dogg
is on the mic ♪

♪ I'm hittin' hard as steel ♪

♪ This is for the Gz
and this is for the hustlas ♪

♪ This is for the hustlas,
now back to the Gz ♪

♪ This is for the Gz
and this is for the hustlas ♪

♪ This is for the hustlas,
now back to the Gz ♪

♪ This is for the Gz
and this is for the hustlas ♪

♪ This is for the hustlas,
now back to the Gz ♪

♪ This is for the Gz
and this is for the hustlas ♪

♪ This is for the hustlas,
now back to the Gz. ♪

(barking)

(song ends)

In addition to the multiple
facial lacerations

and the, uh,
severe burn wounds,

we also discovered
an alarming amount of, um,

fecal bacteria in your system,

um, which I would imagine came
from the... the... the-the...

Dog shitting in my mouth?

- Right. Yeah.
- Yeah.

Um, ba-ba-ba...
checking the clipboard.

Uh, oh, yeah, we also, uh, uh,
couldn't reattach the penis.

DOUG:
Fuck...!

♪ ♪

(beatboxing)

♪ Jamie ♪

♪ Jamie Foxx ♪

♪ Will Ferrell ♪

(barking rhythmically)

♪ Dirty, dirty dog ♪

♪ I'm a stray ♪

(barking rhythmically)

♪ Quit doggin' me! ♪

♪ Quit doggin' me! ♪

(beatboxing and barking
rhythmically)

♪ I'm a str-str-stray ♪

♪ I'm a stray. ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(music fades)