01x03 - Twisted Tail

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Sniffing out adventure With

Wishbone on the trail Come on,

Wishbone

What's the story, Wishbone?

What's the story, Wishbone?

What's the story, Wishbone?

What's the story, Wishbone?

Oh, no. This is tragic.

All right, people, where's the dog food?

OK, all right. Don't think about food.

Anything but food. Let's see. Let's see.

Exercise. Yeah, exercise is good. Maybe

I'll go for a walk. I'll walk down by the

library. Ooh, there's a donut shop by the

library. No, noI mustn't think about

food. I'll just keep myself calm. Stay

focused. Stay relaxed. Stay,

stay hungry. Hungry. Really, really

hungry. HmmHey, here's a

grisly morsel. Hmm



Dickens must be Oliver

Twist.

The perfect story for a dog alone and

hungry. Oliver Twist by Charles

Dickens, written back in the 1830s.

It was a flea-bitten life for poor young

Oliver. He was sent to live in the

workhouse, which was sort of like being

sent to the pound.

There was never enough to eat and the

stuff that was around. You

see, Oliver was an orphan, which means he

was a stray with no collar and no ID tag.

All right, this is it.

I am a dog on a mission.

Watch me, boys. Follow my lead.

Yes?Please, sir.

I want some more.

What?I want some more.

Hey, work with me here. Throw me a bone.

Anything. This is

unthinkable. You're going out. Uh

oh. Forever. Uh, fasten your seatbelt,

ladies and gentlemen. In the event of an

emergency line. Whoa, whoa. What door?

Door. Fish bone. Yes, it's Joe. He's

back. Joe, how are you?Oh, David, good

to see you. Samantha, you look great.

Anybody got any food?Food?Anyone?

Hold on. Unidentified object on my radar.

All right, pal, this is a routine

security check. I'll need to see some

identification. Hey, Max, this is

Wishbone. Wishbone, it's okay.

Hi, Wishbone. Oh, he's with you?No

problem. Oh, pardon me. I'm sure this

happens to you. Max, kind of rhymes with

snacks. Put her there, pal. Hey, he

shook my hand. Okay, it's a cheap trick,

but everybody loves to shake hands with a

dog. Hey, Wishbone, you finally

beat Demont's team in PE today. Hey,

let's have the play-by-play. Let's go to

the video team. Came down to the last

bucket, and I knew we'd only get one

shot. Were you nervous?No way.

Not even with Sarah Johnson watching your

every move. Sarah Johnson was not making

me nervous. Demont Jones was making me

nervous. Hey, Max, here's

Demont, and here's me. Somehow, I... a

big amount. Dribble down to the center

lane, jump for the shot... Oh, what?Mom!

Busted. Sorry. It's just...

Standing on my furniture, throwing a

basketball. That woman is a

genius. You left the front door open.

Sorry, uh.. Mom, this is

Max. He just moved here. Well, hello,

Max. It's nice to meet you. I hope these

three are making you feel welcome. I

think it's obvious they like to show off.

You play basketball, too?No, I'm just a

quiet librarian, but I've been around it

long enough. Hey, how about some help

with the rest of the groceries in the car?

OK, Max, my dad was a

coach. Here, look. See, this is my

dad. And that's Reggie Hurd. He played in

the NBA for a while. And this Kareem

Abdul-jabbar card is autographed by the

man himself. A card like that must

be worth a lot of money. Yeah, I guess

so. So did you learn to play basketball

from your dad?No, I was only

six when my dad died.

There's gotta be something in here

besides celery. Wishbone, no. Ah, what's

that?No. Hey, Ellen, wait, wait I

just stopped. No, wait. No. Joe, you

better feed him. What's wrong with

feeding me?I'll take this stuff. Hey,

yeah, Ellen, Ellen. Anyone else hungry?

Yeah. Come on.

Wow, this kid is a machine.

Are you gonna eat that?Uh, no. Here, take

it. Thanks.

Hey, hold on there just a minute,

pal. Don't you want to share the bounty?

Wishbone, get down. Hey, this is between

me and Max.

What do you say, pal?

Here comes the bath. Thanks. I

knew you'd make the right decision.

You want to get that, Ellen?

All right, I'm coming. Yeah, we're

coming, we're coming. Uh-oh, Wanda alert.

Ellen, you won't believe what's happened.

Well, come on in. This afternoon, one of

my precious babies was snatched right off

of my lawn. I'm keeping this one

inside until the thief is caught. A

flamingo kidnapping. Oh,

Wanda, I'm so sorry. It's all right. I

have notified the police. His eyes are

glazed over. I think he's in shock. Talk

to me, pal. Would you please... I've had

enough property damage for one day.

Nobody panic. I'll go get the first aid

kit.

The police believe it was kids.

Do any of you have any idea who might

have done something like this?

Oh, Wanda, I'm sure that these kids

wouldn't do anything like that. I know,

but they have friends.

I don't recognize this one.

This is Max, Miss Gilmore. He's new at

our school, and he's been with us all

day. Oh, well, Max,

I'm sorry that you've moved here in the

middle of a crime wave.

Apparently there have been two burglaries

in the last two weeks right in our

neighborhood, also probably by

kids.

Are you sure?Well, yes, and

I have clearly become a target.

What if they come back?Miss Gilmore, have

you ever considered a security system?No,

no, I couldn't afford that. Well, I could

rig one up for you. I have a great idea

for an alarm. That's if Wishbone's up to

it. Oh, of course. I mean, I am a

security expert. Wishbone.

This yappy little dog. Yappy. I

can be ferocious. Watch. You stay away

from the flamingo. Hey, come on. Work

with me. Wanda, please. Trust me,

Miss Gilmore. I can make your house a

fortress. Can you guys come over tomorrow

after school?Sure, sureCan I, Mom?Oh,

actually, that would be great because I

have to work late tomorrow. Oh, OK. Don't

worry. Nothing's going to happen to you.

Just take it easy.

Hey, hey, hey, I'm qualified.

Lights out, Joe. Shh.

You know, I'm really proud of you for

being nice to Max today. I'm sure he

could use a friend. Well, the counselor

asked me to show him around this week.

He sure can't eat a lot. I know.

I don't think he gets to eat that much at

the group home. Group home?

Yeah, we'll see. His parents died in an

accident last summer, and so they put him

in this place with a bunch of other kids,

and I don't think they're very nice to

him there. Sometimes it's scary

when you're new someplace, especially

when you don't know anybody. A

boy all alone in the world, looking for a

friend. Oliver.

After being booted out of the workhouse,

our young Oliver made his way to the big

city, London. Of

course, he was still all alone,

and he was still an orphan. And you

guessed it, he was still hungry.

I'm so hungry. I'd even eat cat

food. What

the?There's got to be a kind

soul in this city. Oh, hello there, Sir.

I was wondering if. Ow. Ow. Hey. HeyOK.

OKNo problem. Oh,

hello, ma'am. I was wondering if you'd

care to make a donation to the. Ow. Ow.

Hey. Watch the head. Whoa.

Hello, my Corby.

What's the row?Yeah, wait a minute.

Aren't you going to tell me to get lost?

You look in need of a meal and a

place to sleep. Finally.

Somebody who speaks my language. Look

here. My name's Jack Dawkins, but all my

friends call me the Artful Dodger. I'll

take you somewhere where you can get some

decent food in the bed.

Yes. Starting to like this London town.

Oh, watch out. Big guy. Hammer.

I got it. I got it. My ball. My ball. No

problem. I. Oh, wait. Hey, look out.

Criminal type at 2:00. Hey,

Matt. Max. Check these out. Cool.

So who's the chump, Max?This

is Joe, the guy I told you about.

Yeah. So this is your buddy from school,

huhDoesn't look like much to me.

Those are pretty nice blades. They must

have been real expensive.

Hey, Squirt, want to try these out?You're

giving them to me?Yeah, sure, why not?

Where'd you get them?Hey, I've got my

sources. Yeah, and I'm a cat. Look, Max,

you want them or not?Mmm, yeah.

Good, try them on. Okay. What

about David's?Aren't you gonna come with

me?Hey,

that fit perfect.

Uh, Max, I really think we ought to be

going. Hey, listen, all right, maybe Max

can catch up with you later. And now he

wants to try his new blaze.

That guy is nobody's friend.

I thought you were bringing Max. He

decided to do something else. I smell

someone at the door. Is that you?Of

course it's me. You're kidding.

Here's the microphone he wanted. You

look, uh.. You

look nice. Don't even start. You have no

idea what I've been through. I think

I've been permanently crippled by

Nathanael Babeleski. What did he do to

you?The cha-cha, the rumba, and a

Viennese waltz.

But I thought you were in karate class.

Karate was last month. That was my mom's

idea. This month of Dad gets to play in

my spare time. He thinks I need to work

on my social graces, so now I'm getting a

black belt in ballroom. Did you

actually hold hands with Nathaniel

Babeleski?We weren't holding hands,

David. We were locked in

combat. Did his palms get

sweaty?Ew. I don't know. I was wearing

gloves. So what did you guys need the

microphone for, anyway?Cyberdog.

What?Test, test,

mic, test. OK, Wishbone, we

need you to give us something that sounds

like a burglar's worst nightmare. Right.

OK, concentrate. Think Doberman. Uh,

I can work with that. Uh, OK. It wasn't

my best work, but I usually have a lot

more time to warm up.

OK, let's play around with what we have

here. Beware

of the Cyberdog.

Ohh It's okay, we're storming. That's you

on tape, remember?I know that. I know

that. Don't you think I know that?We all

knew that. Hey, that's pretty good.

Okay, put me down. Now we have everything

we need. We're going in. And remember,

we're professionals. Professionals!

Right. Well, guys, I gotta go home and

get all these clothes. I guess I'll see

you later. Bye. Sam, where you going?Sam,

the party's all here. Sam, where yougoing?

Hello, David.

Joe, this dog belongs on a leash. He's

running wild all over my property.

So much for being neighborly. That woman

has the heart of a dog catcher.

Hey, Wishburn, let's have some meatloaf.

Did I hear you say meatloaf?

Uh ohWhat happened here?

Wow. Somebody hit this

place hard.

Hey, where's my chew toy?

Wish one that took my dad's card.

Look. Based on what's missing, the video

game, CDs, the trading card, I'd say it

was kids. What grade is your son in Mrs.

Talbot?Uh, sixth.

Do you know any kids who might have done

this?No, sir. Nobody at school you can

think of?Did any of your friends know

that you and your mother weren't home

this afternoon?Well, yeah, but I was with

those kids. Oh, Max. Well, keep

thinking, 'cause you probably know the

kids who've done this. Well, we'll

certainly let you know if we come up with

anything.

Joe, what about Max?Thanks.

Mom, there's something else I

didn't tell the police. What?

Did the right thing, Joe. Joe,

do you know who did this?No,

but it's just that, well...

Max, remember him?

Well, he wasn't exactly with me all

afternoon. Joe, if Max did

something wrong, you can't protect him.

You need to tell the police. But I just

don't believe he would have done it. That

other kid would have, but not him.

Wait a minute. What other kid?Well,

there was this big kid in the street

today. When me and Max were playing

basketball, he walked up to him and gave

him this fancy pair of blades. Then they

left. That's all.

Shouldn't have let Max go with him, but I

didn't know what to do. That kid acted

like he's some sort of gangster or

something. Tomorrow, I'll ask Max.

Hope he's OK.

What was his choice, Joe?He has to decide

who his friends are. OK, Yeah.

You know, it's easy to make the wrong

kind of friends.

So, guys. What's going on?

Look, Charlie. See that old cove by the

bookstore?

He'll do. Do what?They don't call me the

artful dodger for nothing. Hey, what's

the big secret, guys?Guys, where you

going?Hey, fellas, fellas.

Shouldn't we be looking for something to

eat?

Hey, hey, what do you think you're doing?

You can't just run up and snatch a guy's

wallet like that.

I know, I'm terribly sorry, he was with

me, but I'll get him. Stop thief!

Stop thief! One side, fellas, coming

through, coming through. Stop thief!

Excuse me, folks, excuse me. Looking for

a criminal, looking for a criminal.

Anybody seen a little guy helping

something a Dodger?

Excuse me.

I... Oh, problem?I

am the accused here, Your Honor.

I think I'm in trouble. Mr.

Brownlow, is this the thief?Oh, it

most certainly is not. Yes.

Yes, I'm afraid it is. Uh oh. This

doesn't look good.

Guilty. Three months hard labor.

Stop. StopDon't take him away. For

heaven's sake, stop a moment. What is

this?Turn this man out. I will

be heard. I saw it all.

You must hear me. You must not refuse.

What have you to say?Oh, please make it

good. The robbery was committed by

another boy. I saw it done. The

prisoner is innocent. Hmm

What do you say, Judge?The

prisoner goes free. Yes.

OK, Constable, off with the cuffs and

don't pinch the fur. I am

sorry, dear, innocent creature.

Allow me to introduce myself. I am

Mr. Brownlow. Nice to meet you. Oh,

come, I'll take you home with me.

You know, I'm beginning to like this

Brownlow guy.

Don't worry, boy. He'll be home any

minute. Just be patient. I

can't figure out this patience thing.

What is it exactly?And what does it have

to do with my snack time?

Joe, you're here. You made it. Great. OK.

Where's the snack?Joe. Joe. Hey,

Joe. How was your day?

Not so good, I guess. Max wasn't at

school today, and the people at the group

home don't know where he is either.

Miss Gilmore's house. Stop,

Zach. What are you doing

here?Try and stop, Zach and get your

stuff back. Look out.

This guy is all mine. What happened to

your eye?I got in a fart with Zack. I

told him he had to give everything back.

Especially your dad's card. Why didn't

you tell us?Well, I figured

if you could take on Demont Jones, that I

could take on Zack. You can't take on

somebody like that all by yourself. Yeah,

you'd need some help. Wait a minute.

How can we prove that Zack's the thief?

Well, we're gonna need some evidence.

Hey, guys, don't worry. I got his license

number. I think I know where he stashes

all of his loot. I've got an idea. Hey,

guys, down here. Guys, I'll get the

number. Yeah.

Okay, Wishburn, we'll be able to see what

you see. Do I look cool?

And hopefully we'll be able to get all

the evidence we need on videotape. Hi,

I'm Cyberdog, canine candid camera

against crime. Okay, are you getting the

picture?Yeah, I got it.

Okay, Wishbone, let's go take a look.

Right.

Cyberdog carefully approaches the

criminal's hideout. Whoa.

He sees the criminal's vehicle.

Whoa. And he takes appropriate action.

Much better.

Uh, window. I enter. Silence as a shadow.

Uh-oh. What

happened?Shh, shh. Quiet, quiet. It's me.

It's me. It's no problem. No problem.

It's okay. He's on the trail.

Wow. All kinds of stolen loot in here.

Hey, that's my chill toy. It'll have to

wait.

It's you! Just hang

on. I'm going to get you out of here.

And now for a special guest appearance.

There it is! Call 911.

Smile for the camera. Uh-oh. I have an

in-person.

Who's this?We got

to help Wish Bones. Um,

is this the SPCA?

It's a pooch. Nobody calls me pooch!

Onside, gentlemen, injured bird coming

through. Make way.

Yes, Cyberdog brings another criminal to

justice. Freeze a flamingo and makes

the world a safer place.

Perfect. Now we eat.

Yeah,

we eat.

My dear Oliver, welcome to your

new home and now. You

must eat to your heart's content.

Thank you so much. No idea. Really

tasty. Please, Mom! HuhWhere's the

grub?Supper time! Yes! I'm coming!

In Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens

described 1830s London as that great

place, a vast city. To imagine this is

easy enough. To actually see it is a

whole other story. This is a major

visual effect. A visual

effect is a shot that has

two or more parts that have been put

together to make one shot. Before the

shot had any parts added to it, the

London skyline looked a lot like our back

lot. We had to recreate



Dickens and as was presented in

history. What computers do

is that they give you a tool. They are a

tool. It's the artistry behind

the tool that creates the picture. The

picture of Oliver Twist's London, an

image worth 1000 words. And just ask the

dog at the end of the shot. See ya!