As a gesture of public solidarity, Mayor Kobayashi is calling upon his Assistant Hatchet-Man, Major-Domo, to furnish the personal bodyguard-dog of the mayoral-household, Spots Kobayashi, into the possession of the Committee for Canine Desaturation.
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Nomadic packs of once-domesticated house-pets, sick and hungry, rove the garbage canyons and filthy ravines, scrounging for scraps. One hundred per cent test positive for the Dog-Flu germ. Symptoms: weight-loss, dizziness, narcolepsy, insomnia, and extreme/aggressive behavior.
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Three-quarters display signs of early-onset Snout-fever: high-temperature, low blood-pressure, acute moodiness and spasmodic nasal expiration.
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Six months later.
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In a special midnight-session at the Municipal Dome, Mayor Kobayashi of Uni Prefecture issues emergency orders calling for a hasty quarantine: the expulsion and containment of all breeds, both stray and domesticated. By official decree, Trash Island becomes an exile colony.
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No, no, no! The crowd is calling for the immediate ratification and approval of the mayor's proposal.
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Whatever happened to man's best friend?
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Bodyguard-dog! Not pet!
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I hope I'll see you again.
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I propose we start tomorrow, first-light. We'll cross the Middle Fingers. We'll find the tugboat on the Dune. We'll go see Jupiter and Oracle. They'll know what to do.
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Professor Watanabe, Science-Party Candidate, deceased. The wasabi in your blood showed poison-levels in excess of ten times the maximum dosage required to stop the heart of a whale. Why'd you do it?
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Atari. You heroically, as I was saying, stole the little airplane, because of your dog and... I lost my train of thought.
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You make me so mad!
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So that's a yes. So that's a: yes, I used to be.
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You heard the rumor, right? About these aboriginal dogs. - Remind me again. - What's the rumor? Uh, they're cannibals. So you're telling me they're going to want to eat us? Well, they're cannibals.
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I don't think I can stomach any more of this garbage. - Same here. - Words out of my mouth. I used to sleep on a lamb's-wool bean-bag next to an electric space-heater. That's my territory. I'm an indoor dog. I starred in 22 consecutive Doggy Chop commercials. Look at me now. I couldn't land an audition. I was the lead mascot for an undefeated high-school baseball team. I lost all my spirit. I'm depressing. I only ask for what I've always had: a balanced diet, regular grooming, and a general physical once a year. I think I might give up. - What, right now? - Right now. There's no future on Trash Island. You heard the rumor, right? About Buster. - Not sure. - Can you remind me? Who's Buster? Uh, my brother from another litter. - What happened to him? - Suicided. Hanged himself by his own leash. - Hmm. - Oh, boy. I want my master. Ah... You make me sick. I've seen cats with more balls than you dogs. Stop licking your wounds! You hungry? Kill something and eat it. You sick? Take a long nap. You cold? Dig a hole in the ground, crawl into it, and bury yourself. But nobody's giving up around here, and don't you forget it, ever. You're Rex! You're King! You're Duke! You're Boss! I'm Chief. We're a pack of scary, indestructible Alpha Dogs. You're talking like a bunch of house-broken... pets. You don't understand. Uh, how could you? You're a...
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For a thousand years, these resilient animals have loved, served and protected us. Now, in their time of greatest need, we forsake them again? A tidal-wave of Anti-Dog hysteria has crippled our moral judgment. Give me six months, and I will deliver a serum. I'm this close, dammit. Dog-Flu will be eradicated. Snout-fever will be defeated. Canine Saturation will be returned to sustainable levels and without mass-neutering!
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Some say they swam to the mainland, but this seems unlikely. Too far to dog-paddle. Some say they're still with us, in the Far-away Cuticles, beyond the Middle Fingers.
