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18.5s
- What? - What? - Watch out for the...? - The cannibal-dogs. - They are dogs that eat dogs. - Start over and repeat again. You know what? Don't even worry about that. I just heard there might be some wild, aboriginal, cannibal-dogs in the area, you know, but I wouldn't worry because you're in an extra-security lock cell.
Isle of Dogs
49.9s
No, the ear-piece is how I receive my commands and instructions and so on. Obviously, I'm privy to certain sensitive information due to my position in the mayoral-household at Brick Mansion. Oh, so you mean somebody could be talking to you right now? Well, the range is only about 75 feet or so, I guess, so... Battery's probably dead, anyway. I got a question for you. How much money do you think the mayor makes? I can't tell you that. That's highly confidential. Um, anyway, I'm not the mayor's accountant's dog. That's Butterscotch, and she got crushed in a glass compactor the day before yesterday. No, my duties are, uh, focused entirely on the protection of the mayor's ward, Atari. I'm not supposed to be his friend, but I love him very much, but that's a private matter. Um, the only reason I even said that was because we're all probably going to die out here and I'll never see him again.
Isle of Dogs
50s
Rex! King! Duke! Boss! You made it! - What happened to you? - I took a bath. - What? He's got soap? - Just a little. You're too fluffy. - We played fetch. - With a stick? With a hunk of rubber radiator-tubing. And you brought it back to him? Yeah. He's a good boy. Don't you tell me that! I'm the one that tried to make you be loyal to him, in the first place. Stop. Stop! This is the rendezvous. Where's that trash-tram taking you? You think we booked this ride through a travel agent? We were fighting for our lives in a high-velocity trash-processor while you were getting scrubbed and brushed. - Jump! - Where? - Here! - When? - Now! - Why? - What? - Let's take a vote. All in favor of jump...
Isle of Dogs
16.9s
Now, I never met him, but I asked around. I understand he made a lot of friends. He had a very good-natured temperament, I'm told. Of course, you would know best. It's just a bit further up here on the left. Anyway, as I say, he seemed to have been an extremely pleasant animal. Unfortunately, nobody could figure out how to open his dog-cage.
Isle of Dogs
18s
Small guy. Not much meat on him. Yeah, is he dead? - He looks dead. - I have a question. Are we eating him, or is this a rescue? We don't know yet. Nobody's eating The Little Pilot. Not even the dead body of him. Dogs don't eat masters. You're not our leader. We all are. Let's take a vote. All in favor of not eating The Little Pilot, say "Aye". - Aye. - Nay.
Isle of Dogs
33.6s
Dear Editor Hiroshi of the Megasaki Senior High Daily-Manifesto: in a series of first-rate articles by an attractive cub-reporter on your staff, you shine a spot-light on the great injustice that has occurred under the Kobayashi Administration. I have spent much of my time in recent weeks traveling in the company of the very kind of animals our mayor refers to as "bad-dogs." They are the finest living-beings I have ever come to know in all my dozen years on this earth. To your readers, the good people of Megasaki, I say: the cycle of life always hangs in a delicate balance. Who are we, and who do we want to be?
Isle of Dogs