Lou:
[Lou has been taken outside my Scotty]
Okay, here's the plan: Get off this patio. Get back to the barn. Get a better pitchfork. Huh?
[Lou sees a bone with balloons floating to the ground]
Lou:
Cool...
[He walks up to the bone once it lands and is about to touch it when he is interrupted by Butch]
Butch:
I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Lou:
Huh? What?
Butch:
I like your spirit kid. But do me a favor and step back.
Lou:
Hey wait, that's my biscuit...
[Lou steps back and Butch kicks a stick to the bone causing it to explode]
Lou:
... bone!
Butch:
Now, that would've been the shortest assignment in history.
[walks off]
Lou:
Whoa... Hey where you're going?
Butch:
I guess HQ don't train you guys like they used to.
Lou:
Training? Hey, hey. Who exactly are you?
Butch:
Name's Butch. What stupid name did the bipeds saddle you with? Spot? Fifi? Rover?
Lou:
Lou.
Butch:
God forbid. Oh, Lou? Sorry.
Lou:
Is that kid always so grumpy? Maybe they should switch his food.
[laughs]
Butch:
Yeah, humans can get a little emotional. You'll get used to it, come on.
[Lou and Butch walk into a dog house. Butch presses a red button which makes devices come out of the walls]
Lou:
Huh? Where's that coming from? Whoa... cool...
Butch:
What? It's standard equipment. You got your EC-three vid-phone, research archive database, cipher charts, snausages.
Lou:
[Lou sees a big red button]
Hey, what's this?
Butch:
Heel! That's the big button. You don't just *press* the big button! Jeez.
Lou:
Sorry.
Butch:
Just try to remember your training
[Butch sighs]
Butch:
Let's get started. Here's the skinny: Your new master's a scientist. He's been working for a few years now. He's been working on a cure for dog allergies. It's a big deal, because if no one in the world was allergic to dogs, we'd have the advantage. This was your predecessor: Agent: AIKA Buddy. He was catnapped about a mouth ago. Wasn't on top of his game, so he had to retire. He got a nice condo in Boca, huh! Lucky dog. Anyway you're here to replace him, and to keep the cats away from the formula. Can't let them near that... Now come on.