03x02 - Mayor for a Day/The Dog Craze of Summer

[bunniefuu]

- [video game music plays]
- [grunting]

Good morning, Mr. Hamada.

Oh. Hey, Professor Granville.

Professor Granville! [yells]

[chuckles nervously] What are
you... What are you doing here?

I have a favor to ask you.

Or are you too busy?

Uh, a favor?

[echoing]: Or are you too busy?

Baymax: Hiro has been busy.

Hiro has stayed up late
to complete the video games

Wormhole 1 and Wormhole 2
in anticipation of--

Sounds like you have
an abundance of free time,
Mr. Hamada.

Did I mention
this is a paid favor?

Oh. That sounds
like a summer job.

I don't really think I need--

- It is.
- And you do.

-But-- -And when the job is done,
you can have these back.

I think it'll be good for him

to get some real-world
work experience this summer.

Indeed. Mr. Hamada.

With me. Into the real world.

[groans]

Mr. Hamada, meet Curie,
Fermi, and Oppenheimer.

[barks, whines]

Uh, dog-sitting?

Baymax: Hello, canines.

You will watch my babies

while I attend
a STEM conference today.

I have prepared detailed
instructions and supplies.

[Hiro yells]

It is essential
to follow them to the letter.

My little ones have some...

uh, let's say quirks.

Am I supposed to wear this?

Baymax: That appears
to be its purpose.

Ahem! I imagine this amount
will suffice for your services?

Yeah. That-that amount
will suffice nicely.

Then I will see you tonight.

Mmm. Be good while mommy's gone.

[Oppenheimer barks]

Wow! Your first-ever
summer job that's not ill*gal.

- Oh, I'm so proud.
- Uh, thanks?

It'll be tough,
but it's important

to learn the value of hard work.

Customer: Who do I
gotta see to get a refill?

- Speaking of hard work...
- Hard work?

It's dog-sitting.

This'll be easy money,

which means I'll be able
to buy Wormhole 3!

- [phone rings]
- Hiro! Wormhole 2!

I can't defeat the final boss!

I need your halp! Now!

Baymax: Fred, Hiro
has a summer job and cannot--

Baymax, if I don't finish
Wormhole 2,

I can't start Wormhole 3!

Who says I can't look after
these dogs and help Fred?

[growls]

Whoa, Baymax, cool butt-pack.

Baymax: Thank you.

Hiro, I believe the dogs
require attention.

[sniffing]

[whining]

[Oppenheimer barks]

Give me ten minutes.

♪ ♪

[sniffing]

[barking]

- It's time to get Fancy!
- [barks]

Food, water, exercise,
and canine conversation--
everything they need.

Baymax: Professor Granville's
manual states--

Hiro, you gotta
check out this hole!

There's like so many worms!

I shouldn't neglect
my friend, should I?

Baymax: No. You should not.

However...

And you have gone.

[whines]

[growls]

Huh. What food requires
no hands to eat,

so that way we can keep playing?

[gasps]

Hiro: Oh, no.

No. No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no!

[barks]

This seems dangerous.

- Fred: Oh, well, you wanna play?
- Hiro: Fred, don't!

- Fetch!
- [crackles]

[meows]

Um, I don't think he gets
how this game works.

No more fetch.

And-and Fermi's missing.

Can you scan for him, Baymax?

Baymax: Scanning.

There are approximately


in San Fransokyo

that match
Fermi's genetic makeup.

If Professor Granville finds out

I lost her dog, she'll k*ll me!

- I know some people
who can help.
- k*ll me?

Whoa! No, no, no.

You are in a dark place.

We have friends.
They'll totally help.

Yeah, we're not helping.

Your job, your mess.

Guys, come on. Please?

They're so cute.

Is that one actually
eating the couch?

Baymax: Yes, she is.

That one really likes to fetch.

Baymax: Yes, he does.

Look, I know I messed up,

but I just need
a few tiny favors, guys.

Fine. What do you need us to do?

Go Go, can you
and Honey Lemon watch Curie?

[barking]

Yay!

Wasabi, Fred, can you, uh,

maybe help return
some of this stuff?

There's a dinosaur bone, Hiro.
A dinosaur bone.

Which is why
it needs to go back.

It's important, historically.

Ooh, we have to trace
Oppenheimer's steps.

I gotta get in dog mode
real quick.

-[Fred sniffing] -[whines]

- [barking]
- I'm getting something.

What are you
and Baymax gonna do?

- Hiro: Fermi!
- Baymax: Fermi!

- Fermi!
- Baymax: Fermi!

- Hiro: Fermi!
- Baymax: Fermi!

Here, boy.

Baymax [muffled]:
Have you seen this dog?

What is that dog's deal?

Hiro, perhaps this will help.

We don't have time
for that, Baymax.

Fermi could be in real trouble.

- He could be anywhere.
- Baymax: He is right there.

[gasps] Fermi!

Fermi! Just stay there, boy.

Baymax: Stay, boy. Stay.

[growling]

And he is gone.

Aah! Okay, new plan.

[Curie grunting]

- At least she's adorable.
- I don't trust it.

Maybe if we play with her,
she'll stop chewing.

Or we could put a muzzle on her.

[gasps] Go Go, she can hear you.

Good. Gotta send a message.

[grunts]

Hmm.

-[growls] -[gasps]

- No, don't!
- Bad dog!

[grunts]

Go Go: No!

I-I can't see.

[grunts]

[Curie barks]

- Go Go, what's happening?
- Nothing good.

This is your own fault.

[grunts]

Again, we are so sorry.

We don't even know
how he got this far.

I mean, he has
really developed quads, so...

We promise not to let him
out of our sight from now on.

Fred, he's gone! How?

Relax, Wasabi. He'll be back.

Yeah, but what will
he be back with?

Huh?

- Is that what I think it is?
- Hmm.

[bells jingle]

♪ ♪

[whimpers]

Our friend who is furry,
suffers from melancholia,

an emotional hole,
which cannot be filled

by these particular
canine playthings.

[whimpers]

[grunts]

Hiro: There!

Fermi!

[screams]

Baymax: Oh, no.

Hiro: Hey, stop.

How did he get in there?

[yowls]

Baymax: Oh, no.

Uh, Baymax, let's go.

Fermi, stay!

Stay!

- No!
- Baymax: Oh, no.

[groans]

Baymax, flashlight.

- [growls]
- There! Aah!

Baymax: Stay. Stay, boy.

Stay there.

Why'd he suddenly stop?

- Baymax: This building is...
- [rumbling]

[yells]

- ...structurally unsound.
- Good to know.

[grunting] Seriously?

What does it take to get
this dog under control?

- Baymax: Mr. Pip.
- [whines]

Mr. Pip?

- Baymax: Mr. Pip.
- [squeaks]

[squeaks]

[sniffing]

[barking]

What?

Baymax: Good boy.

Uh, okay.

Maybe I should have
read the instructions.

Baymax: That would
have been advisable.

You had a manual?

And everything you needed
to control these dogs?

Meaning all of this
could have been avoided

if you'd done your job?

Pretty much, yeah.

[barking]

Professor Granville,
you're back!

Yes. Thank you, Mr. Hamada.

I trust there were no problems,

considering
my detailed instructions?

No. No, no problems whatsoever.

Excellent.

Sweet!

Then we'll be on our way.

Come on, babies. Let's go home.

[barking]

Someone looks satisfied.

I mean, it was hard work.

But totally worth it.

We're glad you feel
that way, Hiro.

- I need new glasses.
- I fed the dog your game.

No! Wormhole 2!

I touched a lot of gross stuff.

I'm gonna need
medical-grade sanitizer.

[sighs] At least there's
enough left for Wormhole 3.

[door opens]

- For my trouble.
- [gasps]

[door closes]

Others: Yeah, that's fair.

[theme music playing]