05x18 - Martha's Thanksgiving (Pts. 1 2)

[bunniefuu]

MAN:
♪ Martha was an average dog ♪

♪ She went... and... and... ♪
(barking, growls)

♪ When she ate
some alphabet soup ♪

♪ Then what happened
was bizarre... ♪

On the way to Martha's stomach,
the letters lost their way.

They traveled to her brain,
and now...

♪ She's got a lot to say ♪

♪ Now she speaks... ♪

How now, brown cow?

♪ Martha speaks ♪

♪ Yeah, she speaks
and speaks and speaks ♪

♪ And speaks and speaks... ♪

What's a caboose?

When are we eating again?

♪ Martha speaks... ♪

Hey, Joe, what do you know?

My name's not Joe.

♪ She's not always right, but
still that Martha speaks... ♪

Hi, there.

♪ She's got the voice,
she's ready to shout ♪

♪ Martha will tell you
what it's all about ♪

♪ Sometimes wrong,
but seldom in doubt ♪

♪ Martha will tell you
what it's all about ♪

♪ That dog's unique... ♪

Testing, one, two.

♪ Hear her speak ♪

♪ Martha speaks and speaks
and speaks and speaks and... ♪

♪ Communicates, enumerates,
elucidates, exaggerates ♪

♪ Indicates and explicates ♪

♪ Bloviates and overstates
and... ♪

(panting)

♪ Hyperventilates. ♪

♪ Martha-- to reiterate--
Martha speaks. ♪

MARTHA:
Thanksgiving?

Here?

That's right.

It's going to be big.

Our relatives are assembling
from all over

for this year's reunion.

Everyone is coming
for the holidays this year.

Sounds like you'll need
extra turkey, huh?

And extra gravy...

Martha...

I think we should have
a reunion every day.

Well, even if I could get it
all organized and prepared,

you couldn't have a reunion
every day.

Why not?

I'm game.

A reunión, a reunion,

is when people
get back together

after a long time apart.

You couldn't call it a reunion

if you got together
with your relatives every day.

That is called t*rture.

CAROLINA:
So I told Tiffany
"prepare" means

to get ready ahead of time.

You can't spend three hours
doing your hair,

then try to prepare
your project in class.

I'm never doing a project
with her again.

Hey, you guys, guess what.

Guess what Mom's organizing.

Guess.

What?

A family reunion.

Oh, no!

Huh?

HELEN:
I almost forgot
the whole family

was coming here
for Thanksgiving.

It's horrible.

What is the matter
with you guys?

This is going to be great.

I can practically smell
the gravy coming.

Uck.

"Uck"? Seriously?

Oh, I am sitting under
your place at the table.

She means Cousin Uck.

Huh?

His real name is Chuck.

We just call him "Uck."

Well, that's not
very nice.

You wouldn't like it

if he called you
"Ick" and "Ack," would you?

Or "Ug" and "Erg"

or "Guck" and...

Martha!

Hang on, it's coming...

Believe me, it would be nothing
compared to what Chuck does.

"Guck" and... and "Gack"!

Don't you remember
the last family picnic?

So I told Tiffany that
organizar, organize, means

to put things
in neat order.

You can't spend three hours

organizing the things
in your purse,

then try to organize
the materials for your project

two minutes before class.

I'm never doing a project
with her again.

(gasps)

What is it?

(shrieking)

Ah! Ah!

What is it?!

(laughs)

(screaming)

(shudders)

Maybe Uck is a good name
after all.

I can't believe
he's related to us.

I know what that's like.

I had a brother who didn't seem
like any of the rest of us.

Who?

Number Eight,

my youngest brother.

He was kind of pushy.

Eight? That was his name?

With eight kids, Mom didn't have
a lot of time to think up names.

She called you
"Three," right?

Yeah.

We all lived in this alley.

Restaurant trash cans

overflowing
with half-eaten food.

The stench of rotting eggs
and putrid meat.

In a word: paradise.

We were all there.

Old Four.

He was hilarious.

He liked to sing.

(howls)

MARTHA:
Two and Seven-- you couldn't
divide those two.

My oldest sister.

Mom called her...

One.

(whimpers)

MARTHA:
She liked to bark
at birds and paper.

The sixth one was...

gosh, what was her name?

Six?

Six!

That's it!

Six-- she was very shy.

Five liked to roll in the mud.

I already told you about Eight.

Then there was me.

I liked to eat.

It was great.

But sometimes it could get
a little scary.

Trash trucks
and delivery trucks

came through night and day.

One time, my sister
nearly got run over!

I gave that driver
a piece of my mind.

(barking angrily)

What have we here?

(growling)

MARTHA:
She turned out to be
a nice lady.

As soon as she finished
her delivery,

she put us in the back
of the truck.

I was still a little shaky
from what happened.

But my mom gave me
some good advice.

(barks)

She said to always use my bark.

Whenever something bad happens,
a bark is a dog's best tool.

She'd certainly be proud
of you now, Martha.

Yeah.

(sighs)

I wonder where she is.

And my brothers and sisters.

Well, there's one way
to find out.

Invite them
to Thanksgiving, silly!

Could I?

Why not?

You're part of the family.

It would be fun to meet them.

That's a great idea!

Check with Mom first.

Meantime, Carolina and I
need to get prepared.

We have one week to prepare
some anti-Uck strategies.

Dogs?

Ah, ¿por qué no?

Why not?

Yay!

Come on, Skits!

I'm going to find my family!

I can't wait to try and trace
my brothers and sisters.

(confused bark)

Oh no, not "trace" like drawing
an outline around them.

Trace also means you search for
something by following clues.

(barks)

Sure, like tracing a cat
to where it's hiding

by that horrible cat smell.

Yeah, exactly.

And I know just the person

who can help me trace
where my family has gone.

Your family?

Yeah.
Mom and the other
seven puppies.

My brothers and sisters.

But Martha, you didn't
come in with a family.

You came here all by yourself.

Huh?

I'm telling you, I have a
distinct memory of coming here

with the rest of my family.

At least,
I'm pretty sure I do.

Well, dudette,

all I can tell you
is what I know.

And I definitely remember
finding you.

I was in the ShelterMobile,
bringing in a stray...

♪ You're in my memory,
you're in my memory ♪

♪ You're in my memory
about you, you, you. ♪

♪ A memory is when you think
about something that happened ♪

♪ Like you might have a memory
about a birthday party ♪

♪ Or something like that ♪

♪ Yeah. ♪

Whoa.

What was that?

(whimpering)

Hey, pup.

What's up?

Hey, you okay,
amigo?

And you're sure it was me?

Martha...

Yeah, I'm sure you're right.

But could I have just imagined

all that stuff about the alley
and the truck?

Well, when I found you,
you were pretty shaken up.

I wouldn't be surprised if your
memory wasn't that good.

(barking)

What's that?

(barking)

You do?

What does he do?

Pops says he knows
what happened.

(barking)

Puppies!

Oh, wow!

(howls)

MARTHA:
He says you weren't working
the day my family came in.

Your cousin was.

They're so cute!

Ugh, Kenji.

(barking)

Yeah, right.

(barking)

Oh.

Pops says there was one puppy
who wasn't playing...

MARTHA:
Me.

The lady who rescued us
thought it might be harder

for an older dog like my mom
to be adopted.

And she could see that
I didn't want to leave my mom.

So she took us both.

Do you need me to fill out
any paperwork?

I don't think so.

So cute!

(barking)

Did the lady say
what her name was?

(barks)

I was afraid of that.

Hang on.

I might have something.

Kenji may not have been

the most organized guy
about doing the intake,

but I would have recorded

who adopted your brothers
and sisters.

Here we go...

What are those?

The adoption forms
from that time.

We just have to figure out
which of these puppies

didn't have intake forms.

Five, six, seven.

That's them!

All of your siblings.

What about my mom?

Do you know
what happened to her?

No, but I have a feeling

the answer could be staring us
right in the face.

What do you mean?

I mean that maybe one of
your brothers and sisters

knows what happened to your mom.

Well, what are we waiting for?

HELEN:
Ew!

Ew!

You can do it!

Just two seconds more.

Done.

Off! Off!

Take it off!

CAROLINA:
You're doing great.

If Uck tries anything, you'll be
so preparada, prepared.

Hey, Martha.

Any luck on your quest?

Yeah!

Well, mostly.

We traced all my brothers
and sisters,

starting with Two and Seven.

They got adopted together.

Their family calls them
Cam and Mack.

They drive all over
the country.

They say there isn't a state
they haven't sniffed.

(singing opera-style)

MARTHA:
Number Four still sings.

He belongs to an opera singer.

She named him Caruso.

Eight works as a guard dog
at a factory.

He's called Sarge now.

(barks)

He certainly hasn't changed.

(barks)

My brother Five has, though.

We traced him to a groomer's.

He says he's too grown up
to roll in the mud anymore.

I think he might be spending

a little too much time
around cats.

Number Six certainly
came out of her shell.

Come and get it!

(sniffing)

NARRATOR:
Is your dog trying
to send you a message?

DIRECTOR:
Cut!

MARTHA:
She's an actress!

I hardly recognized her.

She really has the life,
eating all day.

My oldest sister, One,
works on a boat.

They call her Skipper.

She barks at birds to keep them
away from the fish.

(barking)

She has a hat and she even
dives into the water!

Boy, all my siblings are doing
really interesting things.

I never get to do anything cool.

(barks)

Firedog?

Yeah, I guess I did that.

(barks)

Sled dog, right.

Radio announcer,
telemarketer, sure, sure.

Teacher, spy,
TV talk show host,

head of a presidential
task force...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

But Skits, I never once
got to wear a hat!

So that was it.

All seven of my siblings.

I arranged for them all
to come to Thanksgiving.

Sounds like it all
worked out, Martha.

Yeah, only none of them
knows where Mom is.

I wish I had any memory of how
I ended up out on that road.

(phone ringing)
It's driving me crazy.

DAD:
Martha!

Phone!

Huh? For me?

Hello?

Hey, Martha.

I think one of these dogs
wants to talk to you.

(barking)

One at a time.

One at a time.

Speaking.

(barking)

Uh-huh, uh-huh...

Wow!

They know where my mom is!

CAROLINA:
To be continued.

♪ I'm going on a quest,
I'm going a quest ♪

♪ I'm going on a quest
to find you, you, you ♪

♪ When you go on a quest ♪

♪ You're looking long and hard
for something ♪

♪ Like the way a knight might go
on a quest to find a princess. ♪

(shouting):
This is it!

(shouting):
What?

(shouting):
This is the place!

(music stops)

(shouting)
This is where I found you.

Ow.

Oh, sorry.

Hey, but that means my brother
and sister were right!

The place where I lived
must be right around here.

KAZUO:
But I don't get how they know

your mom lives around here.

They don't.

Not exactly.

You see, that day in the alley,
they noticed something...

Then, a couple of years ago,
when they were driving along...

(barking)

Quiet down or you're both going
in the back!

(whimpering)

They forgot about the connection

till they saw me again
yesterday.

Wow, that's cool.

I'm going to see her again,
Kazuo.

I'm going to see my mom!

I can't wait!

This is what I call a quest.

♪ I'm going on a quest,
I'm going on a quest ♪

♪ I'm going on a quest
to find you, you, you ♪

♪ When you go on a quest... ♪

You sure this is the way?

It's just the way
they described it.

Same smells and everything.

We've come a long way
from where I found you.

I know.

Can we just go a little farther?

It's got to be here.

Come on, egg.

Where are you, egg?

Just a little farther.

I know it's... (gasps)

Look!

(shouting):
Hello?

Anybody here?

See anything, Skits?

(mumbles)

Well, it looks
sort of familiar.

Let's ask the neighbors.

MAN:
That's right.

She's a chicken farmer.

Lived there quite a while.

Where is she now?

Oh, she moved on
a while back.

Did the lady have a dog
with her?

An older dog?

Yeah, but...
it didn't talk.

That's her!

That's my mom!

That's her!

Do you have the address
where she moved, sir?

I'll check.

Right back.

You can talk?

Peter piper picked a peck
of pickled peppers.

(laughs)

Do you remember a puppy
who used to live next door?

That was weird.

Yeah, I wonder what you said.

Looked through
my papers...

And...?

Don't have her new address.

Oh.

Got her name, though.

You do?

Oh, great.

What is it?

Smith-- Mrs. Smith.

Don't know where
she is now.

Different state, maybe.

(sighs)

Sir, do you remember anything
else that might help us

in our quest to trace her?

Mm, not really.

That dog she had.

Remember her.

Funniest thing...

Guess that old girl had a puppy
that went missing.

She'd go down to this rock
and sit there

and wait for that puppy
to come back.

Went there every darned day,
year in and year out.

(Kazuo clears his throat)

Well, um, thank you
very much, sir.

You've been a great help.

You're welcome.

MARTHA:
I ran away?

How could I do that to my mom?

Martha, I'm sure
you wouldn't have done that.

Something must have happened.

(worried sigh)

Don't worry, Martha.

Pops and I will do everything
we can to trace your mom.

(hopefully):
Oh, thanks, Kazuo.

If anyone can do it, you can.

ISOBEL:
Mariella!

Zack!

Isobel!

(barks)

Oh, you must be
Martha's brother.

She's out in the back.

You sure you want to do this?

The only way to not
be scared is to be prepared.

And being prepared means
getting ready ahead of time.

But Helen, it's... it's...

Carolina, listen.

There's no choice.

You've got to do it.

Worm me!

(sighs)

Okay.

You asked for it.

(Helen shrieks)

(dogs howling, barking)

Five!

You made it!

(barks)

Oh, that's right.

I forgot.

It's Mr. Felix now,
of course.

It's funny, I almost didn't
recognize you the other day

without all the mud.

(barks)

Recognize?

Oh, that means when you see
someone or something

and you know that
you've known them before.

I didn't know
who you were at first

because I didn't recognize you
without the mud.

Hey, speaking of mud,
let me introduce you to Skits.

(yelling) Skits?

Huh.

Haven't seen him all day.

I guess he's making plans
to nab the turkey.

Ready?

¿Lista?

After seven days
of having worms on me,

I'm completely prepared
for Uck.

Nothing could be worse
than that.

Dolly!

Bob!

And... oh, my goodness,
can this be Chuck?

I hardly recognized you!

A pleasure
to see you again.

(horn honking)

Kazuo!

Excuse me.

Did you find her?

No, but I found out
what happened to you.

Hey.

Homer called because he had
something he wanted to say.

What is it?

You saved me.

Martha did?

You remember
that old fishing pier?

Well, see, one day...

I cut through your yard
on my way to fish.

(barking)

HOMER:
It rained a couple of days
before, so the river was high.

That's right.

I remember.

My mom warned me
about that old pier.

(barking)

Hey!

MARTHA:
I tried to stop you.

(barking)

I did like my mom
told me to do.

I used my bark.

(barking frantically)

(whimpering)

(whimpering)

Whoa!

What was that?

(whimpers, sighs)

Hey, pup!

What's up?

So that's how you got from here
all the way down here.

I'm real sorry.

I was afraid to tell.

Especially when I saw your mom
out there looking for you.

I didn't even know you made it
till the other day.

Well, thanks for telling me.

That was brave.

I guess I won't see
her again after all.

I'll only have
memories of her.

They're nice memories,
though.

Like, I remember how,
before my eyes opened,

she was just
a nice, warm tongue.

And how she always
shifted around

to make room for me at dinner.

And then there was
this one time

when a raccoon came
into the alley...

(barking)

...and Mom scared it away.

And I guess I'm mostly sad
that she thinks I ran away

and I didn't want
to be with her anymore.

I'm sure your mom
didn't think that, Martha.

She knew you too well.

(horn honking)

(barking)

HELEN:
Skits?

Craziest thing.

He was standing at my boss's
doorway, howling and barking.

He's yours, though?

Yeah!

Skits, what were you doing?

(barking)

What?

Where?

Mom!

(barks)

Mom!

Mommy, you're here!

They found you!

You're here!

You're back!

(sighs happily)

I missed you so much!

And this is my room.

Well, mine and Helen's.

This is where
my alphabet soup goes.

This is how I order pizza.

Mom?

What's the matter?

(barks)

The other puppies?

You mean my brothers
and sisters?

Actually, I think I have an idea
what happened to them.

Mom, brace yourself...

(barking happily)

I thought I'd never
see her again.

How did you find her, Skits?

(barks)

He says he had
an idea...

He snuck out early
this morning on a quest.

He went back to the alley.

He didn't tell me because he
didn't want to get my hopes up.

He waited and waited.

And then...

It was the same delivery truck.

(barking excitedly)

MARTHA:
Mrs. Smith and the man
who works for her

read Skits's address
on his tags.

(barking)

Huh, I guess
she wants to go, too.

Skits, you're a genius!

Mrs. Smith's delivery man
just called her.

She said she'd come over
for dinner.

DAD:
Dinner!

Whoa!

Let's hear it
for our hostess.

(all cheering)

I told her you can't assemble
an entire Conestoga wagon model

on the day it's due.

I am so never going to do
a project with Tiffany again!

Why are all these dogs
under the table?

HELEN:
Oh, we always have that.

That's called
the dog's table.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Oh, Martha.

I'm the luckiest one here.

I have two families.

Now about that turkey...

When you arrange things, you put
them in a nice and neat order.

Like the way
I've arranged these pictures

in the family photo album.

Or the way
I've arranged the table.

Well, we could put
the kids downstairs

and you could stay here.

Or I could just arrange
a hotel for you.

Arrange also means
to make plans for something,

like you might arrange to do
your homework at a certain time,

or arrange a family reunion,
or...

(voice on phone)

What's that?

You'll stay with us?

Oh... wonderful.

Or you might arrange

to keep the dogs away
from the food.

We were just sniffing!

MOM:
Or you might arrange
to save your sanity

by arranging una vacación,
a vacation.

All arranged.

Okay.

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