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Harold: Guys! Guys!
- Where have you been all morning?
- I was at the dentist's office
'cause they had to pull a tooth.
See?
- You should've had 'em all pulled,
then cashed in big with the tooth fairy.
- Ah, nope.
The tooth fairy doesn't pay up
unless the tooth falls out on its own.
Argh, I still can't believe the judge took her side!
- Izzy, this court hereby adjudicates
that the extraction of your own teeth
relinquishes the tooth fairy
from any subsequent agreement to remunerate you.
- (Muffled) English! Speak English!
- You're not getting any money. (Gavel thuds)
- In your face!
- And anyway, ah!
I was in the waiting room, I read a magazine article
written by a real hypnotist!
- An article written by a what?
- A hypno-tich!
A hip-ah! Urghhh!
Dumb gauze!
- (Whistling)
Ooh! Free marshmallow!
- And now 'cause I read that article,
I can hypnotize people!
- Super cool! - Hmph!
Prove it!
- When is this show gonna start?!
- What show?
- Harold's going to hypnotize Duncan!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hypnosis is a very, very, dangerous thing.
I gotta see this!
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Harold: Ladies and gentlemen!
Please welcome...
Harold the Spectacular!
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Oof! Kids: Yay! Yipee! Yeah!
- Ohh... - Okay, enough!
Let's get this failure over with!
- You're getting sleepy...
sleeeeepy...
sleeeeeeeepy!
(Snoring)
(All gasp)
- Observe!
Duncan, you're a chicken.
- Bawk-bawk-bawk-bawwwwk!
(Clucking)
All: (Gasp)
(Clucking) - Ow!
All: Whoa!
- Make him be a dog!
I've always wanted a dog.
- Ow! Ow! Ow!
Okay! You're a dog!
(Growls, barks)
- Grrr! Grrrr!
- No, no, no, no, no! You're a good dog!
- (Laughs)
You didn't hypnotize me, doofus.
'Cause you're not a hypnotist.
- (Whimpers) All: Awww!
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm just feeling a little bummed.
I don't understand what went wrong.
I did what the article said.
Why wasn't Duncan hypnotized?
(Groans)
- (Playful growling)
- Maybe you need a bigger yo-yo.
- Or maybe I'm just not cut out to be a hypnotist.
That would've been such a cool career, too!
- You should keep trying, maybe you'll figure it out.
- You really think so?
- Sure! Or you could just give up.
Either way.
- You're right, Beth, if I keep trying,
I will be great!
- Kinda putting words in my mouth there,
but whatevs.
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(Owen pants) - Hey! What is... stop!
Aaaaah!
- (Pants)
(Barking)
- (Whistling) Ahh!
Hello, I'm Cody.
(Snarling sounds) - Aaaaaah!
- Attention! Who did this to my Judge Sally doll?!
Her gavel has been chewed out of her hand!
How will she maintain order in her courtroom now?!
- And who buried me in the sand?
Cody: And who dug this hole I'm in?
(All grumbling and arguing)
- Hmm?
- (Panting)
(Thuds, crashes) - (Gasps)
Harold! I think you did hypnotize someone!
- What? Who?
- Owen! - (Yelps)
- Here, boy!
- (Panting)
(All gasp) - Sit!
Shake a paw.
Play dead.
Speak!
- Arf! Arf! Arf! Grrrr! - Good boy!
- I did it! I hypnotized someone!
Leshawna: Here, boy. Jude: He's a cutie.
- (Barking) Kids: Yeah!
- Well Duncan, what do you say now?
- Hope you can un-hypnotize him,
or you're gonna be in a lot of trouble.
- (Gasps) W-what kind of trouble?
You mean, like, jail?
Aah! Aah! Aah!
(Teeth chattering)
Bear: (Roars) - Aaaaaah!
(Whimpers)
- Um, why would your cellmate be a bear?
- I don't know! But I can't go there!
I can't! (Sobbing)
- I've always wanted a dog,
but my mom says my little brother poops in the yard,
and that's good enough.
- I-I gotta switch him back!
Here, Owen! Here, boy! Here, Owen!
Here, boy! Where'd he go?
(Gasps)
- (Barking)
- How'd he get out?
- The gate was unlocked, so I let him go.
It's wrong to keep a wild animal locked up.
- Jude! Dogs are domestic animals!
And that dog was Owen!
- Ohhh... I thought he looked familiar.
- Arghhh!
Owen! Come back!
- (Panting)
(Growls, loud barking)
(Screeching meow)
- (Whimpers)
(Cats meow angrily)
- Phew!
(Dog whines) - (Sniffs)
Arf! Arf! Arf!
(Sniffs, yelps)
(Tires screech door slams)
(Dogs bark, engine rumbles)
- Owen? - Owen!
- Here, boy! (Dogs barking)
- Oh no! The dog catcher caught Owen.
- Oh no! What do we do?!
- We gotta go to the pound. Come on!
(Barks)
(Panting)
- Who's this new dog? - I don't know.
But I heard they brought him in 'cause he bit a mailman.
- Whoa, that's hardcore.
- (Sniffing)
(Kibble rattles)
(Loud, huge burp)
(Panting)
- So you see he's actually our friend,
and not a dog at all.
- Uh huh, right. "Hypnosis".
That old chestnut.
Yeah, sorry, kids. Heard it all before.
Nice try.
Okay. Buh-bye now, vamoose.
Scooch, scooch, scooch!
- Oh well, we tried.
Guess all we can do now
is hope Owen gets adopted by a nice family.
- (Gasps) Wait!
What if we were that nice family?
- Yes! We'll need disguises.
Harold: Ahem. How do?
We're an older married couple
that aren't the kids who were in here a few minutes ago.
- Yes. And we need a dog to save our marriage.
- What? Why are you telling her that?
It's too personal!
- You gotta pull at the heartstrings.
- How about this fuzzy little fella?
- Do you have any with blonde fur?
- Yep. Here you go.
- No, he's much bigger... um, um, ahem.
Should be bigger.
- Et voila.
- Do you have any with clothes on?
- Dog in a shirt. Boom.
- No. The shirt should have a...
maple leaf on the front.
- You like what you see here? Huh? Huh?
- Wow. Just... wow.
- But we want a dog that looks...
more confused! - Aha!
Now I got just what you're looking for.
- (Calls out) - That's a dolphin.
- Ah, whatever you say, mister.
Tah-dah!
- Ruff! Ruff! - Owen... ing
a dog is a big responsibility!
- We'll take him! - Mazel tov!
(Barking)
(Stick whooshing) (Panting)
(Slobber dripping)
- Grrr. - (Laughs nervously)
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- Ahh... that was so much fun!
I've never had the chance to walk a dog before!
- Yeah well, you got the easy job.
- You ready, Beth? - Okay... (sighs)
make him Owen again.
- It is time!
- Ohh. Ah! My knees are getting sore.
- How are you you again?!
I didn't even un-hypnotize you yet!
- Oh! You can hypnotize people?
- Wait. Were you in the room
when Owen was trying to hypnotize Duncan
into being a dog this morning?
- No, I guess I missed that.
- What?! Then why were you acting like a dog all day?!
- I just wanted to.
It was super fun.
Maybe tomorrow I'll be a cow.
- So I guess I can't actually hypnotize people.
(Sighs)
(Whirring)
- (Clucking) - (Gasps) It worked!
I've gotta tell Harold!
Harold! You are a hypnotist!
You turned Chef into a chicken!
- Really? I did?
- Yeah! And it even... Chef: Awk! Bawk! Bawk!
(Clucking)
(Cracking)
(Squawking)