:57:00
That's right, sir...
routine.
:57:02
Better be off.
Here they come.
:57:07
C'mon, kids, hurry.
:57:09
- Good luck, Pongos.
- And never fear.
:57:13
We'll hold them off
'til the bitter end.
:57:18
Now, what's this?
:57:20
Out of my way,
you barkin' haystack.
:57:23
Or I'll knock your
blinkin' block off!
:57:29
They ain't in here.
:57:31
They're hiding
in the hay.
:57:34
Give me a match.
We'll burn 'em out.
:57:37
Ready, Captain.
Aim,
:57:40
fire one.
:57:44
Fire two.
:57:49
Hey, there they go,
the little sneaks.
:57:52
C'mon, back to the truck.
We'll head 'em off in half a mile.
:58:03
They gotta be around
here somewhere.
:58:06
- I've been thinkin'.
- Now, Horace.
:58:09
What if they went down
the froze-up creek...
:58:13
so 's not to leave
their tracks?
:58:15
Horace, you idiot!
:58:17
Dogs ain't that smart.
:58:29
All clear, Perdy.
:58:31
-All clear.
- We gave 'em the slip!
Didn't we, Dad?
:58:36
They didn't even
see us, Patch!
:58:38
Shh, children.
Children, shh.
:58:53
My feet are slippery.
:58:56
I wish we could
walk on the snow.