Dogs in Space (2021) s01e09 Episode Script

Leave It

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[dogs screaming]
[ship crashes]
Dig this
We're the last hope of the human race ♪
Embark on a journey ♪
Into outer space ♪
Blast off, there's no going back
We're on our way ♪
Dogs in Space! ♪
Woo! ♪
Dogs in Space! ♪
[grunts]
- [Captain Garbage struggles, grunts]
- [barks]
Move, you. I've got this! [screams]
Back off the controls, Happy. [screams]
Over my dead body, traitor!
We'll both have dead bodies
if we don't get this pod from
[alarm blaring]
[both screaming]
[grunts]
Ow!
[fighting noises]
- Ow!
- Ah!
- [panting]
- [pod beeps]
[both exhale]
[both screaming]
- [grunts]
- [Captain Garbage] Ow!
[barks]
[struggling noises, grunts]
Whoa.
[thunder]
Ugh. Great. Just great.
I'm stuck with Captain Backstabber
on a planet that's completely
Whoa. [grunts]
- Magnetic. [grunts]
- [barks]
Huh. The magnetic surface of this planet
pulled the pod towards us.
Captain Happy to M-Bark. Come in.
[magnetic static]
And the atmosphere's
interfering with our comms.
Oh, yeah. Duh. Of course it is.
I know science, too!
Huh, ow, ow! What?
Oh. Hey there, little buddy.
No. Get away! Get away! Get away!
Oh! I hate bugs!
- Hey, leave them alone. They're cute.
- [barks]
- [barks]
- [clinking]
There must be something I can
Hey, Happy. Anything I can do to assist?
[laughs]
I think you've done enough, traitor.
Well, I don't think I've done enough
because I'm not a traitor!
Oh. Sure.
What about leaving humanity behind
so you could be king of "Dog World?"
You stole my flag! [screams]
- [Happy yells]
- [fighting noises]
- I spent ages on that! [screams]
- [Happy yells]
[beeping]
[Chonies] I know Captain Garbage
wouldn't skip the Mech Wars finals.
He's a dog of his word.
Something's definitely wrong!
Kira! Hi. Have you seen Garbage?
He's about this tall,
smells like corn chips.
Kind of looks like corn chips.
- Loaf!
- Sorry! I'm worried and hungry.
You guys have been hanging out a lot.
Has he been acting strange?
Ha. Hm Not any stranger than usu
[gasps] One of the pods is missing!
What? How?
Kira, did you see the pod take off?
There was no alert.
Hey, what's under that tarp?
[gasps]
You look real tense, Kira. [chuckles]
And not in the normal way
you always look tense.
Oh, Kira. Did Garbage's blaster
fall off his holster into yours?
What? Ha!
How'd that get there?
Wait! Don't touch the surprise!
For your birthday?
Kira, no one knows my birthday.
Not even me.
- Oh, oh I I just
- [gasps]
That's restricted genetic tech
from the lab!
And it's been modified.
Kira. You know where he is, don't you?
I just took a Uh
- [menacing footsteps]
- [Kira] Oh
- [all yelling]
- [Ed] Oh, no!
Whoa! [grunts]
We're all gonna die, we're all gonna die,
we're all gonna die.
[grunts] Ah!
[pants]
- We're all gonna die, we're all gonna die.
- He's gone, Loaf.
You can stop screaming
that we're all gonna die now.
But it's never not true!
[grunting]
Right. Where was I?
Oh yeah, saving us from you.
[grunts, pants]
[laughs]
[scoffs] We wouldn't even be here
if it weren't for you.
That's not true, Happy.
I mean, I see why you'd
The council's not here.
You don't have to deny it.
- It's just you and me, Captain.
- Stop it!
And I know the real Garbage. Ho, ho.
The one who sneaks around,
betrays his fellow dogs.
You and Kira were ready
to turn all of our brains to mush!
No! No! You've got it all wrong!
Kira made me think
we were gonna save all dog-kind.
And I believed her
because she understood me,
and she's my friend.
Or, she was my [groans]
- What are you doing?
- I'm building a distress beacon.
Oh ho, that's useful, actually.
Let me help!
Okay. I'm asking you nicely.
You want to help?
Then please.
[shouting] Leave me alone!!
- [magnetic static]
- [panting]
- [screams]
- Fine.
[sighs] Come on, Jerry.
[rumbling]
- [gun fires]
- [static]
And what do you think her plan is?
Chonies recognized the machine.
It's genetic enhancement tech.
Yes. It's a modified neuronic diffuser
with a frequency shif
Not now, Chonies!
It's what Captain Garbage
would say if he were here.
I request a ship-wide dog hunt for Kira.
Total lockdown. No ships in or out.
We can't risk her escape.
- But what about Captain Garbage?
- Yeah!
We'll find him. And Happy.
We can't put the other dogs
or the mission at risk.
- [toy squeaking]
- Track Kira first. Then we'll find them.
- [squeak]
- [thud]
Stella, come with me.
The sooner we locate Kira,
the sooner we find our captains.
Stella! The pod might have landed
on a nearby planet.
I know we don't have
permission to leave, but
It's what Garbage would do for us.
I'll cover for you. Just go.
Oh, I miss this!
My nostrils are flaring,
my heart is pounding,
I feel alive.
[sniffs]
- [Stella] Mm?
- Let me help!
I know every hiding place on the ship.
We've got this, Ed.
- [gasps]
- How 'bout now?
Kira convinced me that, what she wanted
was what I wanted.
And it was! Kind of.
In some ways but then it wasn't!
[growls, barks]
Yup, exactly.
The crew must think I'm either,
a crazy traitor or a huge chump.
I thought I was saving my crew,
and Kira believes she's saving us, too!
It's embarrassing.
[exclaims]
[bees murmuring]
[barks]
Be honest, Jerry.
Will my crew be able
to look me in the eye again?
[panting, barks]
- I'm so glad we had this talk.
- [bees murmuring]
- [buzzing]
- [whimpers]
Did you see that, Jerr-Bear?
Happy's beacon thingy
just made a transmission!
Out of the fireflies?
We've got to tell him!
- Run like the wind, fluffy steed!
- [barking]
Happy! Hey, Happy!
Listen, we were up on the cliff,
your beacon shot out a weird flare and
I know. It didn't work.
The lightning rod harnesses static
to power the beacon,
but the fireflies disrupt the signal.
Ow! And zap me. Oh, I hate them.
Okay, but your beacon made the fireflies
Ah, hm. Here's the thing. Go away!
[grunts] Oh!
- [tuning]
- Hey. Hey, hey. What's the dial for?
Scanning. For a frequency
that'll reach the M-Bark.
The dial!
Happy, when you turn the dial,
it alters the static's frequency.
The beacon's an antennae!
The firefly butts are a TV!
Did you drink puddle water?
Stop touching the beacon. Stop, stop.
- Get Ow! Come on! Let me tune it.
- [Happy] Stop, stop, stop.
- Come on.
- Stop.
[both grunt]
Whoa. That's coming from out there?
Is the M-Bark trying to reach us?
I do not know.
Let me tune it.
Maybe we'll get a clear image.
- Get out! [grunts]
- Jerry! Hug!
- [panting]
- [screams]
[grunting]
[tuning, whirring]
Barclay.
[gasps] Did you see that? Go back!
Mrs. Pancakes, we're so proud of you.
You get home safe!
- [joyful laughing]
- [barks]
Messages! From Earth!
Happy! Earth! Humans!
Do you think
Are they talking to us? Can they see us?
Oh!
Hey Chico buddy.
So excited for you
on your space adventure.
Three months is a little too long
to not be able to snuggle you,
but you'll be home soon. I'm sure.
He's one of the dog's humans!
And wait. Months? Not years?
This message is old.
How many of these are there?
Hello, my treasure.
Whoa! It's Olga!
P.R.A.T.S. Olga.
Science lady from Earth!
I didn't know she had a dog.
I always had her down
as more of a guinea pig kind of lady.
I hope that this message finds you,
wherever you are.
I've tried every frequency,
every direction, every satellite relay.
And I'll try them all again
for as long as it takes for you to know,
I'm looking for you. And I will find you.
Be a good girl Kira.
[both] Kira!
[clanking]
Come on, Chonez. Hack the mainframe or
whatever it is you do.
I'm trying! Stop pressuring me!
- [clears throat]
- Atlas.
Ugh! What do you want?
I want to report you to council
for sneaking off ship during a lockdown,
but there's no time.
We're both missing
our respective captains. Move over.
[beeping]
Do you two have a plan?
They could be anywhere.
Not true. The escape pod could only be
within 98 million miles of the M-Bark.
So, that narrows it down!
Precisely my point. Space is big.
But if you thought to download tracking
data from the escape pod terminal
Ugh.
Hm She's 40 paces that way.
You could track that from one hair?
Nyet, dear Duchess.
I just know she eats beets.
And you can smell that
from 40 paces away. Ugh
Well, I've narrowed it down to
this gigantic arena?
That's helpful, right?
Oh! Look! Bingo!
[all gasp]
[mechanical whirring]
Give up or die!
- [gasps]
- [snarls]
I have a third option. [grunt]
- [coughs]
- [grunts]
Get away from that!
- [yells]
- [snarls]
[grunts]
[yells, grunts]
- [growls]
- [snarls]
[grunts]
[Duchess grunts]
[gasps]
[grunts]
[grunts]
[yells]
Play time's over.
[toy squeaking]
[yells, grunts]
[growls, snarls, yells]
[yells, grunts]
- [swords clashing]
- [both grunting]
Why won't you understand?
- I'm trying to save all of you!
- [grunts]
- [gasps]
- Here. You've got better aim than me!
[shouting] Ya!
[gasps]
- [Stella yells]
- [Ed grunts]
[all scream]
[all grunt]
[all coughing]
[growls, snarls]
Happy, Kira was wrong about humans.
Her human loves her. She loves her!
We have to show her this.
[scoffs] None of this matters
if we can't get back.
These are the only
working components we have.
I have to rebuild it into something
that will let us radio the M-Bark.
[yelps] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You can't destroy it!
Ugh! You're wrong.
This is how I make sure we don't die here.
By building a transmitter.
Not a lost message getter!
No! [yells]
- [screams]
- [Happy grunts]
[fighting noises]
- [Happy] Stop it!
- Not the face!
Ow!
[gasps]
Captain!
Nomi! Chonies!
It's good to love you, Captain!
I mean, I love to miss you, Captain.
I mean, hello Captain!
Oh, Chonez!
I'm sorry I missed the Mech finals.
I wish you'd seen it.
You'd have been so proud of me!
- Did you win?
- No.
- Oh.
- [Chonies grunts]
Well done, Atlas!
Well done to you for enduring Garbage's
company as long as you did, Captain.
I know how challenging
that must have been.
Head's up, team!
Before we get on the Pluto,
we need to catch as many of those
weird fireflies as we
- [Nomi grunts]
- [barks, pants]
Yeah, basically do
what they're already doing.
Okay. Let's go save the M-Bark!
- You got it, Captain!
- [barks]
[beeping]
- [grunts]
- Oh no. No, no, no!
[groans]
[both] Magnets.
[grunts]
Kira! Please? We're friends.
Yes, we are. And as your friend,
I urge you to believe me.
[beeping]
I'm doing this for you.
For all of you.
[whimpers]
[outro theme music playing]
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