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I like this one.

- Hey, dad.

Did you know that breakfast

is the most important meal of the day?

- Of course it is, sweetie.

Honey, I don't think any more bears are gonna fit.

You're gonna rip the bag.

- They'll fit.

- I don't think so.

- Well, breakfast only works

if you actually sit down and eat it.

- Oh.

- Okay, that's it.

Okay.

Good, I got it.

Good.

Oh.

- Hey, good one.

- Owen, don't eat those wild berries.

You don't even know if they're safe.

They're safe, mom.

The Mad Man left them for me.

- Here we go again.

Bigfoot lives.

- Owen, let's just pretend for a moment

your Mad Man of the mountain is real.

Is he mad, like angry?

Or is he mad, like cuckoo?

I don't know.

I'll ask him next time I see him.

- Well, if you ask me,

the only Mad Man of the mountain is you, Owen.

- Believe whatever you want.

- Okay, honey, can you get those down there?

- Yeah.

- Relax, dad, it's only a teddy bear convention.

- I know.

It's for your mother, though, you know?

I mean, come on.

Wow.

Look at all this ingenuity.

What does it all do?

- Well, this,

this is my semi-automatic high velocity delivering system.

- Wow.

- It needs a little work.

- What do you got here?

- This is my solar powered anti-theft device.

- Whoa, wow.

That is cool.

Aw, showtime.

Right, here.

Okay.

- Good luck at the convention, mom.

- Thanks, honey.

Okay, while we're gone, Lilly's in charge.

- Yeah, I'm your baby-sitter.

- You're still man of the house, though.

- I love you.

Okay, we'll call later.

- Okay. - Bye, mom.

Bye, dad.

- Hey, don't forget to put the milk away.

That leash isn't gonna bring her back.

- Yeah, I know.

But it makes me feel better to see it there.

- She was old and sick.

Dogs die, Owen.

Just like people.

It's good.

Your attention, please.

Flight, which is it?

226 from Los Angeles will be disembarking from gate six.

Who's gonna move the steps now?

No, okay, I've gotta go on break.

Refueling is Sam's job.

I've gotta go on break, guys.

- Hey sister, move it along, you're blockin' my view.

- Excuse me?

- Hey!

- It's me, you knuckleheads.

- Ah, Blackie.

Is that really you?

Hey, when'd you become a nun?

- Zip it!

I'm incognito.

- You're not in cognito, boss.

You're here in Cheney.

- It means I'm in disguise, morons.

- Oh, yeah. - Yeah.

- That's brilliant.

We would've never recognized ya.

- Boys, meet the million-dollar mutt.

- Aw, hey.

- All right.

Let's split before the cops get suspicious

or the dog has to--

- Aw!

- Come on!

Hey, are these the wheels?

- Over here, boss.

- You call that wheels?

- Sorry boss, it's a rental.

Someone stole our car.

- Well, maybe you should've rented two.

One for each foot!

- Hey!

- Get out of here! - Come on!

- Get out of here!

Yeah, ha-ha.

Get in there.

- See you guys tomorrow.

Hey, Meagan.

- Hey, Owen.

Who is it, Meagan?

- Nobody, grandma, just the paper boy.

- Hey, pixie.

So, Meagan,

I was wondering

are you going to the fourth of July picnic tomorrow?

- Maybe.

- Well, maybe I'll see you there.

Maybe.

- I gotta go.

I'm okay.

Hello, Owen; thank you.

- Morning, son.

- Look what we caught, a dork.

How you doin', dork?

- I don't want to fight you, Dexter, but I will.

- I don't want to fight you, Dexter, but I will.

What have you been doing hanging around my girl?

- Around who?

- Meagan Todd.

- I deliver a paper to her house, that's all.

- Stay away from her, understand?

Whoa.

Did I say you could go?

Sweet.

Your folks too poor to buy you a real iPod?

- I bought that myself, with money I earned.

- Hmm, delivering papers?

- Yeah.

- Like these?

No, Dexter!

I have to deliver those; don't.

No, not my bike.

- What the heck is that?

Another one of your dumb inventions?

- Be careful, it's loaded.

- What's it do?

How's it work?

- No, Dexter, no!

Not my bike!

No!

- Pants! - No!

No!

- Later, dork.

- Ooh, tell us about the heist, boss.

- Yeah, the dangerous parts.

- Well, what's to tell?

I mean, I didn't pull the job.

All I did was pick up the package.

We're just the delivery boys.

- Well, what's with the pooch?

- How do you think Mr. Inside

got me and the jewels past security?

The dog is the package.

Ah.

- Cool.

Hey, so when do we get paid?

- Just as soon as we make the delivery.

- Ah.

Where's the drop?

- Thelma's truck stop, Route 16.

About 80 Miles up the road.

We don't have to be there till midnight.

- What happens at midnight?

- You turn into a pumpkin.

Really, what are you talking about?

Someone will pick up the package.

- Who?

- I don't know, and I don't care.

- Well, how they gonna know that it's us?

- Because we're the ones with the dog, you dummy.

Oh.

- Find some place to stop, all right.

This makeup is killing me!

Hey, what's your problem?

- All right, come on.

Knock it off.

All right, here.

Give me the bag.

You take the dog, all right?

And don't let nobody touch her.

- Hey, boss!

We made the headlines.

- Don't show me that, all right?

I'm supposed to be blind.

Get rid of it.

Stop, stop!

Whoa, horsy!

Sorry, ma'am, this is the men's room.

Here's the women's room.

- What a sweet young tike you are.

Bless you.

- Oh, you like the stick.

You like the stick.

Look at that, he likes the stick.

Look at that. - He likes the stick.

Poke him. - Hey, stop, stop!

Don't do that, you're hurting her.

- Better stay back, kid.

This dog bites.

Yeah, real bad.

- She's starving!

When's the last time you gave her any water?

- I did not think of water.

- Come on.

- Likes the stick. - Poke him.

He likes the stick. - Hey, doggie,

you like the stick? - You like the stick?

- You like the stick?

- Look, I'm ridin' him.

- Ah, look out, look out!

- Did you see that?

That's a boy, that's a boy.

Hey!

- Whoa, tough guy, huh?

- This harness is way too tight.

- What's the matter, grandma?

Never seen a nun before?

Oh!

Tails.

- Heads.

- Are either of you with that pervert in there?

- Hey, kid!

Away from the dog.

- Hey, easy, boss.

Kid was just givin' the pooch a drink.

- Well, how nice of you.

Get him in the car.

What?

No, hey!

Ow.

- Not the kid, the dog!

- Oh, right, right, the dog.

Oh, oh!

- Don't, grab her!

Don't let her escape.

Bring me that dog!

Dead or alive!

Oh!

Ooh!

- Okay, girl, now's your chance.

You've gotta run.

Go on.

- Where's the dog, kid?

- Up there.

Come on, follow me.

- As a rule, um, I don't like the woods, boss.

- There's things in there with teeth.

- Uh, yeah, that's-- - Come on!

- Don't worry, mister, I'll find her.

I know these woods like the back of my hand.

- Yeah, you'll get the back of my hand if you don't.

Ow! - Come on, she went this way.

What are you?

Get off me! - Sorry, boss, sorry.

- Hey, kid.

Slow down.

You've gotta hide.

Quick.

There she goes!

That way!

Ooh!

- Okay, go, girl.

Go.

Hey, I'll lead.

- Ow!

- I am dyin' here.

- Me too.

- Let's head back.

- Shh!

- What's that?

- Ah!

All right, what's going on, kid?

- The stuff in the trees and these stick people,

they're a warning.

Look.

- Trespassers beware.

Of what, chipmunks?

- No.

The yellow line.

- The what?

- Look.

Yellow clay marking his territory.

- His, okay, who's his?

- The Mad Man of the mountain.

The crazy hermit who lives on top of the ridge.

Anyone who crosses the yellow line risks life and limb.

- Oh.

That's baloney.

- You don't believe me?

- Kid, I wouldn't believe you if you were my mother.

Arty.

Come here.

- Why me, boss?

- Come here!

- Hey, Mad Man!

I just crossed your stupid line.

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

- Yeah, Mad Man, who's yellow now?

Who's yellow now

- Just a dumb squirrel!

Aren't you a little darlin'?

You're so dumb.

Just.

Oh, you're so cute, come here, come here.

- Arty!

We ain't got time for cute.

Ow!

- Ah!

- Ah.

- Ow!

- They don't like us near their tree.

- Ooh!

Ow!

Ow, ow, ow!

- Run!

- What is this place?

What is that thing?

- It's a scarecrow.

I built it for the Mad Man

to protect his garden from the birds.

- Ah, you're a clever kid.

But you don't scare me with that Mad Man nonsense.

- He's leadin' us everywhere that dog ain't.

- That's exactly what I was thinking.

I'm gonna find you, kid, and that dog too.

And when I do--

- No, you won't.

Boss, take it easy.

- Hey.

Hey, girl, hey.

Hey.

Hey, girl.

I'm here to help you.

You can trust me, I promise.

I know where we can hide.

Don't be afraid.

The Mad Man likes dogs.

I hope.

Stay right here.

All right, come on.

That's chatterbox, and that's blabbermouth,

and that's their tree.

That's why I marked this area with yellow lines

so I would never forget.

Stay away from them

and never touch their nuts.

Weird, huh?

It belongs to the Mad Man.

Come on.

Welcome to my fort.

You can see tomorrow from here.

Oh, and check this.

Way down there is my house.

Come on, I'll show you around.

- Shh!

- What is it, boss?

- I thought I heard water.

A creek would lead us out of this jungle.

- How do you know that?

- Because I was a Cub Scout,

and just before they kicked me out,

I learned that if you follow water,

it'll lead to people.

- That's dumb.

How can water know where people are?

- Turn around!

- Oh, oh, boss.

No. - No.

- I said turn around.

- Hey.

See?

I've got everything I need.

Now I've got you.

You would've liked shadow.

You could have been best friends.

But now that she's gone,

mom won't let me get another dog,

'cause my sister has dumb allergies.

But that's okay.

You can live here.

Him?

He's the best inventor that ever lived, Leonardo da Vinci.

And these are my drawings of some of his amazing inventions.

And this is my tennis ball cannon.

I don't get many visitors, and when I do,

it's usually just Dexter Clopp and his gang of losers.

That's why I built this thing, to keep Dexter away.

No, girl.

This is home to someone you don't wanna meet.

Just stay away from this box, okay?

You sure have a fancy collar.

These can't be real.

No tag.

No owner.

No name.

I'm gonna call you Diamond.

What is it, girl?

Don't worry, Diamond.

We're safe here.

Those men'll never find us.

They don't even know where to look.

- Water.

I need water.

- Well, well, well.

The kid's bike.

Owen P, huh?

Now we got a name for the little devil.

- Aw, dang.

Address is all worn off.

- Eh, small town.

How many boys named Owen can there be?

Boys and dogs go together like peanut butter and jelly.

Find the boy, we'll find the dog.

Let's go hunt. - Ooh, I want that bell.

That kid's a menace.

- The Mad Man built that.

It's kind of like his mailbox.

I bring him old newspapers

so he'll know what's going on in the world.

I heard he was a monster who used to work at a circus.

People paid to see him.

Then one day, he ran away to these woods

to be free.

Come on, girl.

Time to head back to the fort.

Okay.

If anyone comes, head for the woods.

You got to stay here, okay?

No, if I don't make it home for lunch,

my sister will freak and call my parents.

I've gotta go.

Stay here, okay?

I'll be back, I promise.

- There.

- No!

- Oh.

- There he isn't.

Sorry.

- Hey, kids.

Come here, come here.

He's about this tall.

- Nah, I don't know him.

These chili dogs are good.

Aren't you on a diet?

- What is it with this kid?

I mean, doesn't he have any friends?

Get in the car.

- They left this morning.

Yep, just me and my little brother,

who's sitting here feeding his face.

Hold on.

Did I just hear a dog outside?

- No.

- Oh, nothing, I just,

I thought I heard a dog,

and you know what that means for me, sneeze city.

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Yes.

Yeah.

No.

Uh-huh.

Mm-hmm.

No.

Yeah, I know.

Okay, bye.

- Wow.

You're a great cook.

- Really?

I thought you said my food was barf.

- Well, it usually is, but this time it was really good.

- Well.

Then have some more, sport.

Ooh, my show's on.

Aww, sick.

- You're creeping me out.

Oh, mom left some apple turnover for us in the pantry.

- Let's wait.

It's not healthy to eat dessert right after a heavy meal.

- Okay, let me get this straight.

Um, you ate my cooking,

and now you want to wait before dessert

because it's healthy?

Are you my little brother or some alien

who's taken over his body?

- I'm an alien.

I ate Owen hours ago.

- How did you get so dirty?

And why do you smell like a--

A dog?

- Thanks a lot.

- A cocklebur?

Just go take a bath.

- I hate baths.

- Well I'm in charge, and I say go take a bath

and change your dirty clothes

before you get the couch all dirty and I get blamed.

Oh, oh!

Use soap.

- Yes, master.

Come on.

Over here.

Come on, we've got to go upstairs, hurry.

Hold still.

Hey.

Why you got so many cockleburs?

Where'd my brush go?

- Who are you talking to in there?

- No one.

I'm singing.

La-la la-la la

Hey, stay out!

- Don't use my shampoo.

- I won't.

- I think it's you I'm allergic to, Owen.

- Oh!

- Hey! - Can we get these?

- No, but you can get back in the car.

Get in the car!

Hey, kid.

You seen a boy named Owen?

- Okay, let's go.

Oh no, we got the carpet wet.

Come on, in here.

Diamond heist.

Shh, quiet, quiet.

$5 million worth of diamonds were stolen

in what authorities suspect was in inside burglary job

of the Los Angeles Jewelry Exchange.

Huh.

Thieves chose flawless diamonds, weighing only grams,

able to fit in the palm of a hand.

Wow.

Detectives are tracking leads

and seeking suspects for questioning,

including a husky nun caught on surveillance tape

entering the exchange shortly after the theft.

Seven minutes later, the same suspect exited the exchange,

led by a seeing eye dog.

You?

Oh, my gosh.

Five million bucks.

Now I know why those guys

were so interested in the newspaper.

They aren't after you.

They're after these diamonds.

We have to go to the police.

Come on.

- No, set all the clocks back,

then they'll think you're home on time.

Yeah.

I know, but yes.

No, no, you look totally cute.

Mm-hmm.

No.

Yeah.

- There it is.

406.

Shh!

You two go check around back.

- Okay, uh-huh.

No, I can't go.

Well, I'm stuck baby-sitting my little brother.

Really?

And your brother keeps his mouth shut for 10 bucks?

- Oh, oh, check it out.

Aw!

- Is that poop?

Poop!

You stepped in poop.

- Come on Bud, Blackie'll never know.

- No, get down, he's gonna see.

Can't make me.

- Did you check his bod?

He's ripped.

Oh, hold on.

Someone's at the door.

- Come on.

- Come on, bud.

- Call you back.

Yeah? - Hi.

Sorry to bother you, little miss,

but I'm lookin' for my dog,

a kind of a golden mutt with hair.

And some folks say that they saw him

with a boy named Owen, who lives here.

- Yeah, um, that's my little brother,

and I'm not surprised, he's a dog nut.

- Yeah, well, kind of a dog nut myself

and really would like to get mine back.

Don't worry, these are just my

associates, and they are helping me to

find my dog.

- Yeah, and when we find him, we're gonna--

- Give him a big, fat reward.

Isn't that right, guys?

Yeah, uh-huh.

- Oh, well, I haven't seen any dog.

But wait here, and I'll get Owen.

- Okay.

- Owen, some guys wanna talk to you.

Owen!

Um, he's not here.

Oh, actually, he's probably at his fort until dinner time.

- Ah, fort.

Okay, thank you.

Oh, and where exactly would the fort be?

- Just top of that ridge.

- Where the Mad Man of the mountain lives?

- No, that is just a fairy tale that Owen made up

to keep intruders away from his fort.

No, there's nothing up there

but poison ivy, ticks, um, snakes.

- Snakes, snakes?

- Hello? - He's coming.

I know!

- Okay, Chad Austin is going to be there?

Don't worry...

If my brother found your dog,

it's in really good hands.

Who are you talking to?

- No, it's just someone for Owen.

Oh, my God, I'm freaking!

Snakes.

- See, boss, nothing to worry about.

Diamonds are in good hands.

- Yeah, but they're not in my hands.

Luckily we got plenty of time.

Wait a minute.

Kid's gotta eat, right?

- Yeah, right, boss.

She said he'll be up there until dinner.

- And when he comes back?

We grab him.

- Ah. - Ooh, yeah.

- Oh, hello, Owen.

What can we help you with?

- This.

- Oh, the Diamond heist down in L.A.

What about it?

- I know who did it.

I've got proof, right here.

- The dog did it?

- No, she's innocent.

See, the thieves needed someplace

to hide the diamonds, so they...

So they...

So they...

So they hid them on Diamond!

- Hid what?

- The diamonds on Diamond.

- On who?

- On Diamond, my dog.

I mean, their dog.

I mean...

She was their dog, but now she's my dog, because I--

- Owen, we don't have time for stories today.

- But it's not a story.

- But it sounds like a story like your Mad Man story.

- But there really is a Mad Man in the woods.

He escaped from a circus.

- And now he's best friends with Bigfoot, right?

- Why are you smiling when the thieves

are right here in Cheney?

- We hear you, and we are gonna keep an eye on 'em,

Won't we?

- Well, don't you want to even see

the diamonds on her collar?

- Owen, do me a favor.

Just deliver the paper; stop reading it.

Come on.

Hey, Meagan.

- Hey.

Who's this?

- Oh, my new dog, Diamond.

- Cool name, Diamond.

Can I pet her?

- Sure, I'll carry that.

- Diamond.

Shake.

Wow, did you teach her that?

- No, she's just real smart.

- Pretty collar.

- Yeah, I know, she had it on when I found her.

- Found her?

- Yeah, abandoned in the woods.

- Who would do something like that?

- Diamond thieves.

- Who?

- Diamond thieves.

It was in the paper about these three

crooks who stole these diamonds.

And one was a nun who really wasn't a nun.

She, I mean, he

used Diamond to smuggle the diamonds out of L.A. to here,

and that's when I helped Diamond get away.

That's when she became mine.

- So you mean the diamonds on her collar are real?

- Yes, and they're worth like $5 million.

The police chief didn't believe me either.

- I want to, Owen, but...

Have you ever thought about being a writer?

Because you have a wonderful imagination.

- Yeah, Owen.

Just imagine what I'm gonna do to you now.

Hey, Meagan.

- What do you want, Dexter?

- Didn't I warn you to stay away from my girl?

Didn't I?

- I will never be your girl, Dexter Clopp.

You're such a monkey butt.

- What'd you call me?

- A monkey butt.

- What are you gonna do, Dexter, hit a girl?

- Yeah.

- Get him! - Get him, Dexter!

Come on! - Kick him!

Hey, that's not fair.

Ow!

- Stay away from my girl.

- Weakling! - Wimp!

He can't even get up.

Loser.

- This ain't over, dork!

Wait till next time.

- Yeah. - You'll be sorry.

- Boss, look, the kid!

- Ooh, and the pooch.

- Quick, make a u-ey.

- Owen!

My groceries.

- Sorry, I gotta go.

Diamond, come on.

Come on, come here.

Come on, girl, it's not safe here anymore.

- Ooh! - Oh!

- Nah, that was me.

- What is it, girl?

Looks like no one's gonna help us.

It's just you and me.

The first thing we've got to do is hide these diamonds.

Then we've got to get the fort ready.

Just in case.

Come on, we've got work to do.

Diamond?

Where are you, girl?

Hey!

Don't run off like that.

You scared me.

What's the matter, girl?

What'd you see?

Don't worry, the Mad Man knows I'm here.

He hasn't bothered me yet.

No, Diamond, that's just stinky.

I warned you.

Come here.

Let me see.

There, good as new.

What's that?

How'd this happen?

As soon as we're sure those guys are gone,

I'm taking you to the vet.

Get some rest.

It'll help you heal.

Shh.

Diamond.

Wow, the Mad Man.

He gave me these porcupine quills for my apple turnover.

He must be lonely living up here all by himself.

He sure likes you, though.

And I guess you like him too.

Come on, Diamond.

Oh, no!

I'm gonna be late for dinner.

If my mom calls and I'm not home, she'll ground me.

Okay, stay here.

If anyone comes, hide, okay?

- Hello?

Oh, hey, mom.

- Ha-ha, very funny.

- Oh, yeah, mom, he's here.

Oh, in the backyard looking for bugs, something.

Yeah, just a sec.

Here, Tarzan, it's your mommy.

- Hi, mom.

Hey, hands off.

No, not you, mom.

Mom?

If a dog, a really nice dog,

a super cool dog,

a dog that never barked or shed

or scratched the furniture, or chased cars,

if a dog like that followed me home.

Could I...

But, mom!

It's not my fault she's allergic.

What if I kept it in my room?

Okay, mom.

I understand.

Lilly's more important.

Bye.

- I can't help it, Owen.

I was born with allergies.

Let me guess, you've fallen out of love with my cooking,

and now you need to get back to your fort.

- So tell me about the dog.

- What dog?

What are you talking about?

- I know, Owen, all about it.

The owners came looking for it today.

- Who?

What?

When?

- Yeah, these three dirty guys.

Oh, and I think that the mean one

was a little upset that you borrowed his dog.

- What'd you tell them?

- The truth: that you were at the fort.

- You didn't tell them where it was, did you?

- Of course not.

Are you in some kind of trouble?

Well, what if it's them?

What do I tell them?

- Tell them I moved.

Yeah, I moved away to school.

- Now, that's brilliant.

Yeah, you lived here this morning, but now you moved?

- Don't open it, Lilly.

- Maybe you should just give them their dog back.

You guys are early.

- You're still on baby-sitting duty?

Oh, look, there's the baby now.

- Get it in gear, girl.

Boys are waiting.

- So you're going out?

- Look, don't give me a hard time about it.

You keep your mouth shut about this to mom and dad,

and I'll keep quiet about you hiding that dog at your fort.

- Okay, deal.

- Oh, what'd you name him?

- It's a her, and I named her Diamond.

- It's a pretty name.

Hey, don't forget to lock the door.

Come on.

- You see that boss?

Big sister's leaving, and someone just pulled the blinds.

Kid must be home.

- All right, as soon as she's out of sight, we move in.

Oh, oh, jeez.

Did you two fart factories have to have chili dogs?

And bean burritos today?

Oh!

Oh, oh, all right.

Just, I'm dying here.

Roll down the window.

Oh, unlock the door. - I can't.

- Don't worry, boss, I'll fix that stink.

- No!

Don't light that...

Match.

Hi, kid.

How's the dognapping biz?

- Ah!

I didn't steal your dog.

I'm just protecting him from you.

- Yeah, well, you don't have to hide her,

because I'll give her to ya,

as long as you give me what I want.

- You want those stolen diamonds.

I read all about 'em in the paper.

- Well, the kid can read, huh?

Look, I risked my life for those rocks.

Now, we can do this the easy way, or

we can do this the messy way.

- Messy way, messy way. - Yeah.

- Diamond!

No, no, no, no, no.

Ow, ow, stop it!

- Oof!

Oh!

Ow!

- Come on, Diamond.

Follow me, girl.

Come on.

- I need water.

- I need air.

- And I need those diamonds now, or we're never

gonna make it to that truck stop rendezvous on time.

- Hey, lookee there.

- Hold it.

Ah.

I bet they're empty.

Huh?

It's a booby trap,

no doubt triggered to go off the second you touch 'em.

- Nah.

That tricky little.

- Boys, let me teach you about

the kind of menace we're dealing with.

Watch and learn.

Ooh.

You're history, kid!

- Diamond.

Diamond.

Diamond?

Hey, come here.

You saved me.

Soldier, it's time we prepared for battle.

Okay, we need two more.

Last one.

Come on, move in.

- This kid ain't normal.

- No way.

Come on.

I am gonna lose my mind.

- Battle stations, Diamond.

Lock and load.

Go back while you can,

before the Mad Man finds out you crossed his woods.

- There is no Mad Man.

Your own sister told us that.

- And you believed her?

Boy, you're even dumber than I thought.

This is your last chance to retreat.

- Not without the diamonds, kid.

- Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you.

- Ooh. - Oh, hey, look at that.

Kid's playing soldier now.

Ow!

- Lucky shot, boss.

- Yeah, let's get him.

- Yeah!

- Stop playing, Arty, this kid--

- He's smart.

We need a plan.

- We got a plan.

- Yeah, we wanna go home.

- You hear that?

That's five million bucks barkin',

And you guys want to go home.

- What's the plan, boss?

- All right.

We rush the fort from three sides.

Bud from the left.

Arty from the right.

And me straight up the center.

Yeah.

- What are you doing, what are you doing?

Get over that way.

What are you doing?

Go that way, go.

- Aw, we're too late.

- He got away.

- Come on!

Ah, oh!

I know you're out there, kid.

You and my mutt.

Spread out, go on!

- There they are!

Go, go, go.

- Run, Diamond.

- I got you now, you dumb dog.

Ooh!

Ah, ah!

Ah, ah, ah, ooh!

You think that's funny?

Mama, mama.

Mama, mama.

Mama, mama, mama, mama.

Ow!

- Come on, kid.

We can work this out.

I'm over here.

- Hey, bud, you all right?

- Watch out for them pygmies.

- What pygmies?

Them pygmies.

- How about that?

Ow!

Ow!

It's okay, you're doin' good.

- Ow, ow!

- You okay, boss?

- No, I am not okay, mouse brains.

Go find me something soft to sit on.

- Oh, this ought to be real gentle

on them sore cheeks, boss.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, just like sittin' on a cloud.

Easy, boys.

- How's your tushie?

Is it on there? - What are you doing?

Go find the dog.

- Stay cool, boss, we'll find the mutt.

- Ow!

- Lookin' for me?

- Oh kid, hey, hey.

You're outnumbered.

- What's all that yellin' about out there?

You find him?

Ow, ow.

Ah.

- Had enough?

Say cheese!

Ow!

I got ya!

- No! - Gotcha, you little demon.

Whoa! - Diamond!

- Ow.

Ouch.

- Oh, hey.

This must be what the kid uses to climb up there with.

- Careful, it could be a trick.

Not this time.

Grab hold.

Oops.

Avalanche!

Think we outsmarted him this time.

- What's the matter, girl?

Run, Diamond.

Something's wrong with her, leave her alone.

- Well, about time

me and miss mutt had a reunion.

Ooh, listen to her.

So happy to see me.

- She hates you, and so do I.

- Not for long, 'cause you two

got a date with Mr. Switchblade.

Huh?

Ow!

- Go, Diamond.

- All right, put down the stick, kid.

The war's over.

- Is it?

- Yeah, and you lost.

Now, I don't have time for any more games.

I gotta meet someone at midnight, and I can't be late!

- Whoa!

- Yeah, that's it.

Right where you belong.

We got the dog.

- That is the last time this dog gets away from me.

Hold her steady, boys.

- Give me the knife, boss.

- What are you gonna do to her?

- Don't worry, kid.

She won't feel a thing ever again.

What did you do to my package, kid?

- She was hurt, so I helped her.

Let her go, and I'll tell you where I hid the diamonds.

- Okay.

You show me where you hid the diamonds,

and you and Cujo here go free.

Woo.

Come on, come on!

Mush.

- Giddy-up. - Mush.

- Giddy-up. - Mush.

- Giddy-up. - Mush.

- Giddy-up.

- What the heck is this?

- You expecting a flood, kid?

A flood.

- Go tie her up.

- That's where I hid them, in the boat.

- This better not be another trick.

Bud, Arty.

Check it out.

Come on!

- Ah.

Ah, what's this?

- Come on, are the rocks in there or not?

- Ah, ain't nothin' in here but a mess of glue, boss.

- Well, kid, you had your chance.

I risked my life for those rocks, okay?

And I need those diamonds now.

- Oh.

Found 'em, boss.

- Ooh, are you sure?

Bring 'em here.

- Uh, we're, we're stuck, boss.

Catch.

- What are you trying to pull?

- What do you mean?

That's them.

- This collar is nothing more than a cheap trinket

that I picked up at the airport to celebrate the heist.

- Fake?

But I thought that--

- That means...

- That the real rocks...

- Right.

Still in the mutt.

- What do you mean in her?

- Let me show you.

Ooh.

No, stop hurting her!

- Oh, I'm gonna teach you what hurt is, kid.

- Get 'em, boss.

- Yeah.

- Ooh.

Ooh, no you don't.

Now it's your turn.

- Get him!

Woo!

- Diamond.

Diamond.

Oh.

- Throw out the anchor!

- It's glued.

- Do something, you idiot!

- Please, don't die, Diamond.

Hang on, girl.

Out of the way!

Move, move!

- Get out of the way!

Run for your lives!

Move, kid!

Move, kid!

Move, kid!

Move, kid!

- Oh! - Ooh, what?

Ah!

- Oh, no.

- Look out!

Run!

- Get out of the way!

Throw out the anchor!

- Pull it off!

- Ooh!

Heave-ho!

- Can I take your order?

13-80, 61, 13-80, 61.

- Sure, babe, get me a lawyer on the double.

- I'll have one of them too.

- And a chili dog with fries.

To go.

Get your hands up.

- Thanks.

- It's late, Owen.

Where have you been?

- We need your help.

- Mom.

Dad.

- Sweetheart, we came as soon as we got Lilly's message.

- What on earth is going on?

- Son, will you follow me?

- Can they come too?

- That would be fine.

- I'm just, it's my allergies.

I just better wait here.

- Son, your dog is over here.

- Diamond!

- And she's going to be fine.

- Whose dog?

- You are very brave, Owen.

Young man, we are proud of what you did.

- What'd you do, Owen?

- Hey, he collared three dangerous criminals.

- He also saved this animal's life.

If I hadn't removed these from inside the dog when I did,

she surely would have died.

- From inside the dog?

I'm lost.

- The thieves used this animal

to smuggle the diamonds past the security guards.

- So here they are, Chief,

$5 million worth of precious stone.

- Your son, a real hero.

- Diamond's the real hero,

her and the Mad Man of the mountain.

- The who?

- The Mad Man of the mountain.

He saved my life.

- Uh, your Mad Man isn't mad,

and he didn't escape from any circus.

- He didn't?

- No, his name is Carl Westmeister,

and he's been living up in them woods for years,

ever since his wife died in a car crash

and he was badly burned trying to save her.

Yeah, he's scary as the devil,

but trust me, he is a harmless soul.

- He's also my friend and Diamond's friend too.

Just think, girl,

for a while, you were the richest dog in the world.

- She still is, sweetheart, because she met you.

- Does that mean I can keep--

- I know you miss Shadow.

I miss her too.

I wish we could keep this beautiful dog, but.

- I know, Lilly's allergies.

- I miss Shadow too.

And if Diamond will make us all happy again,

then the heck with my allergies.

- You've just given me a great idea.

Lilly made me realize that there was someone

who needed Diamond more than me.

It wasn't the easy thing to do, but it was the right thing.

Don't worry.

You'll always be my dog.

But this is for Lilly and the Mad Man.

I'll come visit you every day.

You be good now.

I love you, Diamond.

Go on.

It's time to go home.

Oh!

Ooh, oh, wow!

- You see that? - Yeah.

Oh!

- Hey, boss, you're missing it.

Oh, wow!

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, yeah!

- You see that, Bud?

Yeah, it looked just like a lot--

- Yeah, like a lot of little diamonds floating down.

Ow, boss!