Stuart Little 3: Call of the Wild

Stuart, are you down there?

Yeah, Mom, I'm here.

Thank goodness.

You had me worried.

It's okay.

He's down in the basement.

- Have you finished packing yet?

- Yeah, Mom.

- Did you remember clean underpants?

- Yes.

- Well, we're leaving in...

- Five minutes.

I'll be right there.

Yes!

Hey, Mr. Big Game Hunter...

...you better take those batteries out

before you cook him.

Hey, Snowbell.

You all ready for our vacation?

You call spending the summer

in a cabin in the woods a vacation?

I call it cruel and unusual

punishment.

Oh, come on.

Don't you hear the call of the wild?

Learning to live off the land,

exploring the woods.

Sleeping in the dirt,

no air conditioning, Lyme disease.

I hate to burst your bubble,

Daniel Boob, but it's dangerous there.

And the closest you've been

to the woods...

...is the occasional whiff

of pine air freshener.

You sound just like Mom and Dad.

But I have instinctive, natural abilities.

I mean, after all,

I am somewhat like a mouse.

You're also somewhat

like a mental case.

This summer is gonna be

a real turning point.

I'm gonna prove to Mom and Dad...

...I don't need them

watching my every step.

I can take care of myself.

- I don't need to be told what to do.

- Stuart.

- It's a long drive. Did you go potty?

- Mom!

The whole neighborhood

will hear you.

I'm sure Davy Crockett's mother

asked him the very same question.

- Monty.

- Oh, man.

- I didn't believe it.

- Believe what?

Well, word in the alley is

you are going camping.

- Camping?

- Now you're gonna have to rough it...

...just like the rest of us,

Mr. Fancy Pants.

That's malicious slander.

- Well, then where are you going?

- Where? Well, to...

Where? Yes, we're going...

Oh, we're going to a fancy resort.

It's the Hartz Mountain

Resort and Spa.

Sounds nice.

It's paradise.

All-you-can-eat kibble buffet...

...whisker waxing,

pawdicure, tail grooming...

...24-hour Animal Planet.

Hey, can I come?

Can you co...? Yeah, well...

- I don't know.

- Oh, come on, can I come? Please?

Hey, it's not me, it's the Littles.

They don't exactly...

Oh, what am I trying to say here?

They don't like you.

Well, I guess I know

when I'm not wanted.

Actually, you don't.

But you're learning.

And I'll think of you

when I'm eating caviar for breakfast.

And I'll think of you when I'm...

- Like taking sardines from a kitten.

- Time to go, Snow.

Given a choice,

I'd rather be at the vet.

Come on, come on. Yes!

- Yes, yes, no, no.

- We're on our way.

We should be at the lake

in two hours, 34 minutes.

Well, I'm forgetting

about time altogether.

I have nothing

on my calendar all summer...

...but lazy days and carefree nights.

Hey, Mom, Dad?

I'm doing research

about Lake Garland.

There's a group there

called the Lake Scouts.

- That's good, son.

- I wanna join.

- That's not so good.

- But it's totally cool.

They go rock climbing,

boating, exploring.

- My, that sounds...

- Dangerous.

Oh, Mom, I'm not a baby.

I can handle it.

I don't know, Stuart.

Something could happen to you.

But I want something

to happen to me.

Stuart, sweetie, I have to put

my foot down and say...

Yes!

It might do him some good.

I mean, I myself was a Lake Scout.

And a pretty darn good one too.

But he's too small.

Who will take care of him?

- Well, I will.

- Yeah.

- You mean...?

- What if I were there?

- Watching him every step of the way.

- Wait. That's not quite what l...

- Every step?

- Every step.

- And George can join too.

- No way.

I've got to get to level 38

by the end of the summer.

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