R.A.D.A.R.: The Adventures of the Bionic Dog (2023) - full transcript

Welcome to Dogedin.

Well, technically,
it's Dunedin,

but as you can see,
our town might be small,

but our love for dogs is big.

Of course, it's the perfect
small town now,

but perfect can get
a little boring,

and that's how this summer
was starting to look.

But boy, were we wrong.

Everything changed
when a very special dog
showed up:

My dog Radar.

Uh, don't you mean
our dog?



Fine, our dog.

This is Kylie.

This summer we got to see Radar
do all kinds of cool stuff.

- Like...
- Gabe, don't give away
the story!

Sorry. Let's just start
at the beginning.

I guess it all started
with these two geniuses.

Jeez Louise, Doc.
Couldn't you take the ramp?!

At last!
At last, Dobbins!

Glorious,
delectable freedom!

For over a year
I was languishing
in that infernal cesspool,

finger painting and making
popsicle stick houses

whilst hoping,
yearning, dreaming
for this stupendous moment

where my flesh can roam
as free as my genius intellect.

I still
can't believe it worked, Doc!



Broad daylight?

Well, everyone escapes
at night.

But daytime?
No one will see that coming.

You must remember,
Dobbins.

The obvious is reserved
for simpletons.

Mm-hmm.

Run!

You must be the new chief.

Yes. Joe Ramey.

Sebastian Fleming,
the mayor of Dunedin.

- Just like the picture.
- Uh, yeah.

Ethel!

Come on out
and meet the new chief!

- That's the new chief?
- Mm-hmm.

I have girdles
older than him.

Cursed with a baby face.

Come on now, Ethel, be nice.
He's come all the way
from Miami.

- We're lucky to have him.
- Miami?

Why on God's green Earth
would you come here?

Ethel is your secretary,
receptionist and dispatch,

all rolled
into one saucy person.

Wow. I have not seen
one of those in a while.

We got this
just last month.

Brand new fax machine.

Huh. They escaped yesterday

from the prison
for the criminally insane,
apparently.

Ugh. They want us
to put 'em up.

I'm gonna go make copies.

Great. I'll get one
of the officers on it
right away.

Officers?

Yes.

Where is everyone else,
by the way?

It's just you
and me, sweetheart.

Look, I know this operation
is probably smaller
than you're used to,

and you might be saying
to yourself right now,

"Oh, my God.
What did I get myself into?

My life is over,
all my dreams are crushed."

But Dunedin grows on you...
or so they say.

And you get used
to the quiet,
after a while.

Trust me. Quiet is good.

Outstanding. Okay, time
to start the day.

Make sure you put those up.

How dangerous
could these jokers be?

Ah, home, sweet home!

Here, within these walls,
we shall commune
with science itself

to create that

which has never been created!

Cool.

Your response is overwhelming.

Come, let's see
to fruition the brainchild

which has taken me years
to birth.

Oh, good thinking, Doc.
I'm starving.

Oh, it's not food.

Here, within this icy chamber,

lies a one-way ticket to riches
beyond our wildest dreams.

Well, mine anyway.

Behold, Dobbins.

When I'm finished with her,

she'll be the greatest thing
that's ever walked the planet!

How's a dead dog
gonna do that?

She's not dead!

She's frozen...
in time!

I relieved her
from a shelter

just before they got me
on tax fraud.

Tax fraud? I thought it was
because you went insane.

- Hmm. A technicality,
Dobbins.

A mere technicality.

Oh, they laughed at me
at medical school...

they laughed at me at MIT.

They even laughed at me
at my needlepoint class.

But I will show them.

I will teach them.

I will teach them all!

It's alive!

It's alive!

Whoa! She looks like
a real dog!

Well, of course
she looks real!

We don't want her to arouse
any suspicion.

Her mannerisms and appearance
must seem natural.

Oh, yes,
she's my perfect creation
and I am her Frankenstein.

Well, wouldn't she be
Frankenstein?

No, you fool.
I'm Frankenstein.

I'm pretty sure
the monster is Frankenstein.
Geez, read a book, Doc.

I refuse to argue Gothic
literature with an imbecile.

What are we
going to name her?

We?!

I am going to name her...

Dog.

- That's no fun.
- I didn't build her for fun.

I built her to find
undiscovered pirate treasure.

She's a R.A.D.A.R.

A Remote Activated
Doubloon Acquiring Rex.

What's a doubloon?

Spanish gold!
Beautiful Spanish gold!

And the coast of Florida
is littered with it!

And all these gadgets on her
are gonna help us find it?

Correct. And not only
can she understand English,

she can connect
to any cellular device
and communicate via text.

Whoa! Really?

Yes. The dog can text.

Hardly a stroke
of inventive genius.

Any five-year-old
can do that.

Okay, so, Dog,

what do you think of the name
of Lady Cecily Von Finglesworth?

Dobbins,
let's keep it simple.

Her name is Dog.

She says "Call me what
you wish, Master."

He is not your master.
I am your master.

And I make the rules,
and your name is Dog!

Now, Dog, are you ready
to make me rich?

"Yes, Master."

Good girl.

Mother would be so proud.

Well, that's it,
it's been a long day.

Our training
begins tomorrow.

Uh, Doc...

I-I-I feel bad
leaving her here all alone.

Oh, come on, Dobbins!
She doesn't have
any feelings.

It's not like she's
a real dog at all.

Come on,
it's been a long day.

So, what have you
got planned
for the summer?

- Not much.
- Same.

I might help my mom at the café,
but there's no point, really.

It's usually empty.

Oh, my God. She makes
the best desserts.

Yeah. Too bad there's hardly
anyone around to eat them.

Tell me about it.
This place is a ghost town,

only not nearly as cool,
'cause there's no ghosts.

Hm. Yeah.

See ya tomorrow?

Maybe we can look
for sea glass or something.

Yay.

Now, Dog, today is
your first day of training.

I have hidden a doubloon
somewhere within these walls.

- Your job is to retrieve it.
- Oooh. Like hide and seek.

I love hide and seek.

I used to play
hide and seek
with my family.

They still
haven't found me.

Quelle surprise.

Swiftly moving on.

Now once her training
is complete,

I will instruct her to go find
the largest cache of doubloons
in America.

- Just like that?
- Yes.

No fancy code word
or Bat-signal?

Just "Dog, go find the
largest cache of doubloons in
America".

Whoa! She's really fast!

Well done, Dobbins!
Now we lost her!

We'll just use
the tracking device.

Tracking device?

Well,
she's a bionic dog.

I mean, surely
you put one in her...

Didn't you?

Oh, shut up,
Dobbins!

Um...

There's my boy.

How was your last day
of school?

- Excited about your summer?
- Totally.

Well, I had another busy day
at the cafe.

Not just one
or two customers,

but three!
Can you believe it?

Things will pick up.

What?

There's something
I need to talk
to you about.

You know hard things
have been on us
these past few years since...

- Since Dad.
- Yes.

Let's face it.
This town is
on its last legs,

and I don't know
what else to do, but...

You know
how much I love it here,

but I think it's time
to sell the diner and move.

Move?!
This is our home!

I know.
I don't want to either,

but we'd be moving in
with grandma
in a bigger town,

with more opportunities and...

Wait a minute.
I thought you hated it here?

I do, but Ky--

Maybe we can move
some place close

and I can bring you here
once a month for a visit.

- That'd be nice, right?
- No! This is so unfair!

This is more than unfair!

This is just... ugh!

I wish you were here, Dad.

Gabe? Can I come in?

Yeah.

Please don't be mad at me.
You know if there was
any other way...

I miss him too.

Every day.

Remember when he and I
used to sit in here
and tell you stories?

Your favorite was
of your great-great-
grandfather Ray Bernard,

who used to search
for pirate treasure.

They all thought he was crazy
to buy that plot of land,

but he was convinced
that under the property

was the treasure of notorious
pirate Silver-Tooth Sally.

Seven days a week
he dug in the dirt,

looking
for the long-lost jewel.

And then one day,
he never came back.

Some wondered if he'd found
he sapphire

and just left
his old life behind him,

but others wondered
if he met with an accident
while digging.

Either way, neither he
or the sapphire
have ever been found.

Don't you think
I'm a little too old
for these stories now, Mom?

Maybe our family's
just cursed.

No, no, hey.

We've just had a string
of bad luck,

which means we're due
for some good luck soon.

Kylie! Does your dad
still have
that metal detector?

- All this land used to belong to your family?
- Yeah.

My great-great grandmother
sold it after her husband
disappeared.

- All right. Let's say it is
real, this Sapphire of...
- Savoy?

Savoy.

It's been gone for, like,
hundreds of years.

Do you really think we're going
to find it just digging around
in the dirt?

Look. If you don't want
to do this...

What I don't want is for you
to have to move.

If we find it,
I won't have to.

- What is that?
- I don't know.

Oh my God, I think
I see something.

What is it?

- It's a...
- What?

Bottle cap.

It's okay,
we'll just keep... Gabe.

No.
You're right.

This was a stupid idea.

If my great-great grandfather

couldn't find it
after all this time,

what makes me think
that I can?

Don't worry.
We'll think of something.

I just wish he could
give me a sign, you know?

Just a hint
of where it might be.

When did you get here?

Aww. She doesn't like
that you're sad.

Good dog.

Hi, girl.

Hey, I recognize this hat.

This is my great-great
grandfather's hat.

I've seen it
in his picture before.

Where did she get this?

I think she wants us
to follow her.

- Let's go!
- Come on!

Oh, my God! This must be

where my great-great
grandfather used to dig.

Did you happen to see
any blue sapphires

while you were digging
in that dirt?

I wonder
if she has an owner.

Check out her collar.

It just says Radar.

No address,
no phone number, nothing.

Radar, I wish
I could keep you,

but Mom would kill me.

I've gotta get home.
Let's try this spot
tomorrow.

I mean, if she found
my great-great
grandfather's hat,

maybe there's
a sapphire down there too.

Well, we didn't get
the sapphire today,

but she's a lot cuddlier.

Yeah.

What happened to you?

You're absolutely filthy.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

- She won't stop following me.
- Oh, sure.

Gabe, look, you know
I love dogs,
but we just can't.

The last thing we need
is a dog to feed
and take to the vet.

But look what she found!

What's that?

Kylie and I went digging out
for the Sapphire of Savoy,

and we...

Well, Radar found this hat.

And we think it might
be your great grandfather's.

And if it is his,
then that means

that we might be
getting closer to finding
the Sapphire of Savoy.

Well...

I doubt it's his hat,
but it does look a lot like it.

I'll take it to Artie today.

He loves old stuff like this.

Now you get upstairs and get
cleaned up, young man,

and say goodbye
to your friend.

But Mom...

Oh, my God!

Oh... Oh, my God!

I can't believe it.

What is it?

I think you found
the Sapphire of Savoy.

Hey! Debbie!
What brings you in?

I'm here to see Chief.

Oh, well, just a moment.
I'll get him for you.

Hey, Chief!

I forgot we had
a new police chief.

I'm Chief Joe.

Joe Chief.

I mean, I'm Chief Ramey.

He's from Miami.
He got a big award there for heroism.

I Google things!

What can I do for you...?

- Uh, Debbie.
- Debbie.

Well, the kids were out
digging around that property
that my grandma donated

and they found this.

I don't believe it.

- It-it can't be.
- Can't be what?

What is it?

It's the Sapphire of Savoy.

- Uh...
- Um...

Okay...
long story short,

a pirate
named Silver-Tooth Sally

stole a famous jewel,
the Sapphire of Savoy,

and it was rumored
that she hid it
off the coast of Dunedin.

But I found it!

- Mm-hmm.
- Well, she did.

Cute dog.

Now look. I don't want
to burst your bubble.

I mean, regardless,
this looks very cool,

- this Sapphire of McCoy.
- Savoy.

Savoy.

But the odds of you finding
something like this,

if it even exists...

I hate saying
something like this,

but don't you think
it's a little bit more likely

that someone hid
some fake sapphire there

just to play a mean joke?

I mean...

It is a famous legend here,
like you guys said.

Doesn't hurt to check.
I mean, you're not busy.

- Not in this town.
- True enough.

We should call Artie.
He would know.

- Artie?
- Um...

He runs the pirate museum
down the block.

He used to be
a professor in Tampa.

Or was it Tallahassee?

It was somewhere.

Anyway, he specializes
in this kind of thing.

All right, then.

Let's call Artie.

Just don't get
your hopes up, okay?

Artie...

the displays
haven't changed here
in 30 years.

I don't have anything
to change them with.

Artifacts, at least
those worth seeing,
cost money.

Now, maybe if I had
a benefactor

- who could donate...
- Oh, Artie.

Nobody is going to donate
any expensive artifacts

to a silly pirate museum.

Plastic!

Oh, Artie, I'm sorry.
That was out of line.

But we gotta do something!

This town is dying.

How-- what if we just...
re-labeled a few things?

Re-labeled?

You know,
put a spin on them.

A spin?

Like...

not lie, but...

kinda lie.

Mayor, I don't think
I'd be very comfortable

doing something like...

Yarrrrr!
Dunedin Pirate Museum.

They found what?!

Well, is it the Sapphire
of Savoy or not?

Well, there's
no concrete evidence

that the Sapphire of Savoy
was hidden in Dunedin...

even if it existed at all.

Now legends are tricky...

and I only deal in...

facts.

And the fact is, this here is
a genuine and flawless sapphire!

Really?

Really?

- Aww.
- Good girl.

I must confess,
I am absolutely stunned!

Oh, my God!

Oh, boy, you really
saved this town!

We did?

- Yes!
- You bet!

You just found
pirate treasure!

- We need to call
the local news...
- Yeah!

No, no, the national news!
The-- No, global!
The whole world!

Okay, with this sapphire,

I can put Dunedin
back on the map!

Tourists will start
coming back!

We-we can do
a-a-a pirate festival
like we used to do!

- Yeah! Yeah!
- You'll love that.

Oh, that's a good idea!

I wonder if I still
have my old corset.

I was quite the saucy
bar wench back in my day.

Yes! A festival celebrating
this discovery is exactly
what we need!

Don't forget
about Radar.

She's the real hero.
She found the sapphire.

That's one heck of a dog
your kid has right there.

Yes.

- Yes, it is.
- - Yeah, she's a good girl.

Thank you. Thank you
so very much. Thank you.

Welcome to a very, very,
very special afternoon.

I, of course, am mayor
Sebastian Fleming,
but you already know that.

Whatcha doin', Doc?

I'm cross-referencing
algorithms,

statistics and odds
of treasure locations
throughout America

to determine what route
that mangy mutt may have taken.

With that data, I'll input it
into the circumnavigator

and should be able to make
an educated guess

as to the location of Dog.

Huh?

Oh, forget it.

I doubt your feeble mind
can grasp

the intricacies
of geographical statistics

and plausibility
calculations.

What?!

I'm trying to find
this stupid dog,

which is more
than what you're doing,

you thick-witted,
imbecilic addle pate!

Oh... Okay.

Hey, Doc?
Is that the same--

is that the same--

I'm working here, Dobbins!
Working!

Dunedin is
a town rich in history.

We were once known
for being one
of the most notorious

pirate havens in the region.
Argh!

And we continue
that tradition today,

albeit in a more
family-friendly way

by having one
of the most toured
pirate museums

in all of Florida.

We also used to host
an annual pirate festival,

which I am very pleased
to say,

we will be doing
again very soon.

Piracy was so prevalent
in Dunedin back in the day

that gold doubloons

are still found
among our beaches.

But I must confess,
we never thought
a treasure like this

would be discovered
on our shores.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I present to you...

the Sapphire of Savoy!

Yes... Starting today,

we will be showcasing
this beauty

at our world-renowned
pirate museum!

Which one of you found
the Sapphire of Savoy first?

Neither, actually.

- It was Radar.
- Can you believe it?
It was the boy's dog!

The boy's dog
found the sapphire!

Now that is what I call
a man's best friend!

Uh...

Doc, I really think
you need to look at this.

What is it, Dobbins?!
What is it?!

Actually, I found it...

- The dog.
- It's Dog!

Right in front of you
the whole time
and you didn't even notice!

- Well, I-I--
- Shh!

And you mom let you keep him?

Well, if no owner
steps forward,

you bet I'll let him
keep the dog.

Well, listen,
after what she found,

if you guys don't want her,
I'll certainly take her!

- Right?
- She's mine,

- you yappy local yokel!
- Yes, yes.

It must be said
that these kids, and, um...

- Radar.
- Radar, yes.

I'm sorry,
Radar, of course,

they have breathed
new life into Dunedin!

And we welcome everyone
to come visit our town,

see the Sapphire of Savoy,

and have lunch
at the Wild Iris Café,

owned by our very own
Debbie Iris,

the mother of Gabe here.

So, who knows?

You might even find
your own treasure

on the beaches
of beautiful Dunedin.

Group photo! Group photo!

Come, Dobbins.

We must traverse to that
nonentity mildewy town

to retrieve that
which is ours!

I don't know, Doc.

Seems like
a really nice place,

and the pirate museum
seems kinda cool!

Shut up, Dobbins.

We have a dog to catch.

And a sapphire to pilfer.

Here you go, Radar.

I don't care what you say,
vanilla's the best flavor.

Looks like Radar
agrees with you.

Aww...

Is that your mom?

- It just says "Yes."
- Yes, what?

"Yes, I agree with you."

What? Who's sending this?

Well, you did just say
Radar agrees that vanilla
is the best.

Yeah, right.

What's your problem?

Did she just...

No! She couldn't have...

Could she?

- You gonna to get it?
- You get it!

Heck, no! You get it!
It's your phone!

It says,
"Yes. I did text."

Nu-uh. Someone's
pulling a prank.

Okay. Forget
the phone for now.

If she can text us,

then she can
understand us, right?

Radar, smile!

What is she?

- I don't know.
- Ask her.

Why is it always me?

She says she's bionic.

Bionic? What's that?

Whoa!

Oh, my God.

My dog is a superhero!

Come here, girl!

And that's okay?

Your dog can text and open up
and this isn't weird at all?

No, it's not weird!
It's freakin' awesome!

All right, yes,
having a "super dog"
is cool and all,

but think about it.

I doubt she was born that way.

She was made that way.

What's your point?

My point is,

if you made a bionic dog,

wouldn't you want it back?

Now that disobedient monster
has escaped us.

We need to find something,
a vehicle of some sort

that's large enough
to contain her
once we catch her.

A van maybe,
or a truck of some sort.

- Doc...
- Something large enough...

- Doc.
- What?!

Oh...

I didn't take
high school shop
for nothing.

Act like it's yours.

Doc, get in.

See if there's any keys.

Oh, the trusty clipean left
the keys inside.

You drive, Dobbins.

We have a new mission now.

First, we retrieve Dog,
and then the sapphire.

Yeah, but the kid has the dog
and the town has the sapphire.

Dog will always
be loyal to her creator.

And with her help,

fetching the sapphire
from these village idiots

will be elementary at best.

Ah, there's the museum.

Find somewhere inconspicuous
for us to park.

Perfect place, Dobbins.

It's
about 7,000 square feet
on the roof.

- Hello, welcome to Dunedin.
- Thanks!

Naturally, of course,
the sapphire itself

will be in a-- probably be
in a protective case,

- and under armed guard.
- Hmm.

This will, no doubt,
be a challenge.

Hmm...

My God, Dobbins!

This is going to be
easier than I thought.

Uh, Doc?

In fact, I'm feeling
a bit crestfallen.

Uh, Doc.

I really wanted
a bit of a challenge.

- Doc.
- What is it, Dobbins?!

Oh.

What are we going to do?

We're going to quickly
and quietly go back
to the camper.

Don't make any eye contact,
keep your head down,

and distort your face
so you won't be recognized.

I can feel people
looking at us.
Are they looking at us?

- No one is looking at us.
- Are you sure?

If they're looking,
it's because they're seeing
a grown man crying.

- I can't help it.
- Cease your whimpering.

- I'm trying!
- Oh!

Pull yourself together,
you miserable sack!

Get in!

- Oooh! Look!
- What?! What is it?!

- Pie!
- Pie?! You ingrate!

Ow! What?

And look
who's serving it!

Oh, yeah. Hey, hey,
didn't we see her on TV?

- She's the boy's mother.
- Oh.

All we have to do
is follow her home
and she'll lead us to Dog.

Then, Dog will help us
get our sapphire.

Well, this is
a nice surprise.

How can I help you, Chief?

Call me Joe, please.

Joe.

Well, I heard you have
the best key lime pie
this side of Key West,

so I thought I should
stop by and give it a try.

Mm. Great.
You prefer indoors
or outdoors?

Al fresco, please.

Right this way.

"This beautiful museum
is housed..."

Could you please
show some initiative

and help with surveillance?
Dobbins?

Dobbins,
what are you reading?!

It's a pamphlet
about the pirate museum.

- Oh.
- Yeah, I printed it out
before we left.

- It's actually
pretty cool. Yeah.
- This is great. May I see it?

This is so empowering.

She has no idea
we're watching her.

Yeah. I mean, this is better
than anything in Key West.

Well, thanks, Joe.

This one's on the house.

Hey, do you ever get out?

I-I mean, for dinner.

Uh, not really.

Taking care of Gabe
and running the diner,

it's just not a lot
of time, you know.

And Gabe's father is...

He passed away
a few years ago.
Afghanistan.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, it was
a difficult time,
especially for Gabe.

I'm sorry. What were we
talking about?

Um,

I... I was just wanting
to know...

I mean...

I understand
if you don't want to...

I understand...

I mean...

Ahem. Would you like to go
to dinner with me?

Oh! Um...

Sorry, that was awful timing.
Never mind, I'm...

Sure!

- Really?
- Mm.

Uh, great.

Uh, dinner tomorrow,
Casa Tina?

You can fill me in
on the whose
and wheres of the town.

Yeah, yeah, all right.

Just let me see if I can find
a babysitter for Gabe.

With all these wanted
posters around,

it just has me a little
paranoid, you know?

I can ask Ethel.
I'm sure she'd be
more than happy to help.

- Really?
- Sure.

Come on.
It'll do you good.

- Meet me at seven?
- Sounds like a plan.

Okay.

Hey, Larry.
Dishes are washed.

Napkins, salt and pepper
re-stocked for you.

Can you hold down the fort
until Ruth arrives?
She's running a little late.

- Sure thing, Deb.
Anything to help.
- Thanks.

- It's a cop.
- Ah, yes.

A provincial lawman.

Looks like he walked out
of a hacky movie of the week.

I'm sure he's
a bona fide
Clint Eastwood.

And, hey,
be careful going home.

I saw a bunch of flyers
about some escaped nut jobs
out there.

It's just a short walk home.
I'm sure I can survive that.

All right, bye-bye.

There she goes.
Follow her.

Why can't you come over?

My mom says
as soon as I'm done
cleaning my room,

I can head back.

That's gonna
take you hours
to clean that mess.

We need to form a game plan
on how to hide Radar's identity.

Sorry, but I haven't cleaned
my room in two days.

That's only two days'
worth of mess?

Dang, and I thought
girls were clean.

Shut up.

Follow her closely,
Dobbins.

But not too closely, else
we shall arouse suspicion.

Ah, okay.
Now what?

Reconnaissance, Dobbins.
Reconnaissance.

What do you see
through the binos, Doc?

I see the thermal images
of two people--

an adult, and a child...

and a canine.

I wonder if it's
Lady Cicely Von Finklesworth?

I'm so glad your mom
decided not to move.

Me too. Oh!
Some TV show people
called her

and they want to do
a reality show

where they dig
where we found the sapphire

to see if there's any more
treasure down there.

They think
since there's a sapphire,

there's gotta be more
treasure to find.

Time is of the essence.

We strike now.

Broad daylight again?

Oh, the prison break
was a fluke.

Besides, this time I have
an even better trick
up my sleeve.

Oh, my God, you're going
to be on TV?!
That's so cool!

Can I be on TV?

Sure, if she decides
to do it.

They want to put a spin on it

to where the treasure is cursed
or haunted or something.

Is it?

No, but they think it'd be
more interesting that way.

She thinks it's weird
to make up stuff.

She doesn't know
if she's going to do it.

And it is pretty lame
to make up ghosts.

I'll pretend to be afraid
of ghosts if I get to be on TV.

I don't care.

I'm worried about Radar
getting too much press.

The more she's on TV,

the bigger the odds
of her creators
coming and getting her.

Now, if anyone stops us,

just say we're investigating
a report of Japanese murder
hornets in the area.

Got it.
What about the kids?

What are we gonna do
when they see us climbing
through the window?

Gas 'em.

Oh, fear not, Dobbins.
It just renders them
unconscious long enough

for us to get Dog back
and retrieve the sapphire.

Right there.

Perfect.

- Was that Radar growling?
- Yeah.

I can't do heights, Doc.
I just can't!

I just can't!

You're literally
two feet off the ground!

Oh, come on, Dobbins!

We don't have time
for your acrophobia.
Get down!

There's spiders too?

That's arachnophobia,
you ninny!

I think she hears something.

Would you just get down
and let me do it?!

I can't move.
I'm too scared.

You're afraid to go up,
and you're afraid to come down!

Do not yell at me.
You are just making it worse.

What is it, Radar?

She says her creators
are outside,
and they're bad people!

Well, what do I do?

Call the cops, genius!

But if the cops find out
she's bionic,

they might take her away!

Look, Doc! It's her!

Excellent! She senses
her master's presence.

Come here, girl. That's right.

You know who you belong to.
Now come to your master.

What are you doing?

Ow! Ow!

No! No!

No!

Hmm.

Get the ladder,
and let's get outta here.

Gabe? Gabe!

- Come on! Hurry up!
- I'm coming!

Radar, what happened?!

Oh, my God!
Radar! Come on!

Are you there? Gabe!

Phew! That was close.
Radar ran them off.

- You think they'll be back?
- I don't know.

But I do know...

is I'm not gonna give up
Radar without a fight.

And I'll never let them
take you. You're family now.

What did she say?

She says that we're
her family too.

Aww.

Well,
that didn't go well.

What an astute observation,
Dobbins.

I had no idea you held
such vast powers
of perception.

Maybe we can go back
with some treats.

Hmph. Only if they're laced
with strychnine.

Turn here, Dobbins.

I need a moment
to soothe my nerves
and re-strategize.

That Judas Iscariot, mangy,
good-for-nothing mutt!

How dare she betray me?!

I told you
we should've given her
a real name.

Shut up.

Doc! Doc,
someone's headed
this way!

Oh, my goodness.

A local yokel who is taking
a stroll on a public beach.

Whatever shall we do,
Dobbins?

No, but what if he
recognizes us?

Here.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Dr. Vanhook, I presume?

And you must be Dobbins.

Run!

Get out of my way!

But where
are we running? But--

To the sea, Dobbins!
To the sea!

Uh, wait--

But it's cold!

I want to make a deal!

What kind of deal?

I'm assuming you're here
for the sapphire,

and seeing as how you tried
to break into that kid's home--

yes, I have been
following you--

I'm assuming you were planning
on kidnapping the kid

in exchange for the jewel.

Actually,
we were just try--

Who are you,
and what do you want?

I'm the Mayor,

and what I want is out.

Go on.

I have a plan,

a plan that could be
beneficial to both parties.

I'm intrigued.
Please. Come into my office.

- Good morning, Miami!
- Good morning, Ethel.

What is this?

Breakfast.

What did you do?
What do you want?

Nothing! Geez!

I've raised five boys.
When you do something nice,

it's because you did
something bad,
or you want something.

Now I can't imagine you
doing anything bad,

so I'm going to go
with you want something.

It's called
being nice, Ethel.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, then.

You hear anything
about those escaped convicts?

Nope.

Hm. Okay.

Oh, one more thing.

Here it comes.

What do you want?

Nothing.

I don't want anything!

It's Debbie. She needs
a babysitter tonight
for Gabe.

Why on earth
would Debbie need a--

Oh, you and Debbie!

So? Will you do it?

Of course. That poor girl
could use a night out.

- Thank you, thank you,
thank you!
- Okay, okay, okay...

- Just save that for your date!
- Thank you so much!

Go on.

They're obviously bad guys,
like Radar said,

else they would've just
knocked on the door
and asked for her back.

Well, whoever it was,
they'll definitely be back.

But why did they make her?

Doubloons?

That's it! They must have
sent her here
for pirate treasure,

and she found the sapphire.

This is getting
bigger and bigger.

Maybe we should
call the cops.

No! If they find out
she's bionic,

they're gonna turn her over
for the CIA to do experiments
and stuff.

They're not going to let a kid
keep a bionic dog.

True, but even
if we manage
to keep Radar,

what if they take
the sapphire?

Then the town is bust again,
and you'll have to move!

Ugh! You're right.

What do we do?!

- Radar!
- Radar!

Radar!

Thank God she's bionic!

You're right!
Kylie! I just got an idea!

But we're gonna have
to wait 'til tonight.

Ugh! Radar,
that's totally impossible!

You're using a cheat code!

That's so unfair!

Gabe, can I talk
to you for a minute?

Sure, Mom. What's up?

Kylie, can you
give us a moment?

Sure. You look
really pretty.

Oh. Thank you.

Radar, you want a treat?

Am I doing the wrong thing?

Huh?

This date. I shouldn't be
going on this date, should I?

I don't know.

I feel bad.

Mom, I'll be fine tonight.
I'm not a baby.

No, no, it's not that.
It's just I...

I feel like I'm not
being faithful
to your father.

Mom, don't.
Dad would want you
to be happy.

And I want you
to be happy too.

It's kinda weird
seeing my mom go on a date,
but I'll get used to it.

Oh, you're a trooper.

And Kylie was right.
You do look really pretty.

Oh.

She's here.

- Hey!
- Hi!

- Wow! You look great!
- Oh, thank you.

- Hey, kids!
- Hey!

Okay, so I am headed out.
Miss Ethel here is going
to babysit you.

Babysit? Mom, but I'm
nearly 12 and Kylie
is here, and--

Uh-uh-uh. No buts.
It's settled.

There are two escaped convicts
running around here.

We're not taking any chances.

All right, I have my phone
if you need anything,

and don't answer the door
for anyone that you don't know.

Mama, they'll be fine.
If I can handle
five wild boys,

- I can handle these two.
- Okay.

All right. So you
just go on out...

- Bye!
- ...and have fun. Go.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye, bye, bye. Bye.

So... Who wants
to play poker?

You kids today!

All about computer games
and God knows what else.

What you need is some good
old-fashioned know-how. Yeah.

That's what my grandfather
taught me.

Hey. What have you
got for me, girl?

We need to get rid of Ethel
for a while.

And I'm talking way, way back,
the old chief,

and I call him old
because I think he was
a friend of Abe Lincoln's.

That's perfect.

So, he's looking at this man

who has hair down
to his backside,
and he says,

"Ma'am, I think you would
probably want to shave
before you go to court."

- What? Did someone
cut the cheese?

She'll be okay.

Come on. Let's go.
No time to lose!

Now, I want you
to turn right.

Uh, my right,
or your right?

Oh, just park somewhere!

Yes! This will be
sufficient.

Just pull up and park
by the, uh, refuse up ahead.

- Where?
- The dumpster, Dobbins.

Oh, yes. Right here.

What do you see, Radar?

- All clear. Okay.

Let's go!

Now, the mayor said
he disabled the cameras,

so there should be no trail
leading to us.

I can't believe we're gonna
split the money with him.

Ha! That's what that fool
thinks.

There's no honor
among thieves, Dobbins.

No, no, no, no, no.
Once we have the sapphire
in our clutches,

we will quickly abscond,
and we'll be on our way.

But he could tell
everybody that it was us.

- Ah, not without showing
his complicity.
- Oh...

We just need him
to keep his mouth shut
long enough

so that we can get
the sapphire,

and we'll be on our way
and home free.

Now the mayor told me
he would leave this door
unlocked.

Plan B. My bag.

If we had that turncoat
of a dog,

we wouldn't need
these crude instruments.

- The window? Smash it.
- Oh.

Doc?

You okay, doc?

I don't know
what just happened,

but I'm blaming you.

Can you get us in?

Ugh... "One second."

- Whoa! You make keys?!
- Awesome!

Come on!

Help me up.

Forget the window.
We'll find another way in.

Don't tell me
we're too late.

- Quick! Hide!
- Here. Put these on.

You must be new.

They make 'em better
every year.

That was close.

They must've stored
the sapphire somewhere else.

She's got the scent.
Come on.

Did you hear
something, Radar?

That way.

- It's them.
- The safe!

We gotta hurry.

Can you get
us in, Radar?

Got it.

Turn right.

Stop.

What happened?

Batteries are out.

You didn't put
new batteries in it?

How was I supposed to know
the batteries were old?

Forget it! We'll do it
in the dark. In and out.

Hurry up, Radar!

Turn left.

What?!

That dust-covered ingrate
must have locked it up
somewhere,

and that inept mayor
failed to mention
where the safe was.

Let's go check upstairs.

Turn right.

Stop. Open.

This way!

She says grab her.

At last, Dobbins!
The prize is mine!

- Don't you laugh at me!
- I-I wasn't laughing!

- Don't you laugh at me!
- I-I wouldn't--

Don't you laugh at me!!

Ow! That hurt!

Good!

That. Was. Awesome!

Totally!

I'm telling you,
I didn't laugh, Doc.

Oh, I deserve
to be laughed at!

This has been
such a failure of epic,
monumental proportion,

I have half a mind to turn
myself in to the authorities
for incompetence.

You peed yourself too?

- Not incontinence!
- Okay.

Dobbins, shut your trap
before I throttle you again.

Just rotten luck
is all, Doc.

No such thing.

I was outfoxed
by that covetous mayor

who took us
off the trail
just long enough

so that he could
pilfer the sapphire

and blame us for it. Ugh!

You don't think that's
the kids, do you?

Oh, yes. Some juveniles
from Podunk, Nowhere

outsmarted me
and stole the sapphire?

Not likely!
Use your head, Dobbins!

- I wonder what they're doing
over there, then.
- What?

They're headed home,
where they think
they'll be safe and sound.

This is going to be
like taking candy from a baby.

Well, what about Dog?

Oh, I'm more than prepared
for Dog this time.

Once we're in range,
it's night-night, doggie.

Hmm...

We'll wait till light.
Mm-hmm.

The mother will be at work,
and they'll be home alone.

And that's when we strike!

Let's call the mayor
and tell him
there's been a delay.

So, the plan is,
Radar will make us
invisible again,

then we can sneak
into the museum
and leave the sapphire.

- Got it.
- - Hold it right there!

I want what is mine,
and I want it now!

This is your last chance,
kiddies,

or you can say
"goodbye, Lassie"!

Fine. We'll give you
the sapphire.

But you leave
Radar alone.

Radar! Cool name.

Be silent!
It's a terrible name.

- So, it's a deal?
- Sure. Why not?

Who needs
a disloyal dog anyway?

Ha ha ha!

- Oh...
- Oh!

Oh, you poor, dimwitted,
trusting children.

Bye, bye, doggie!

No!

You forgot to put batteries
in it, didn't you?

Gabe! Grab the bag!

Run!

- Get after them!
- Okay!

No! To the truck!

Hey, I got your text
to come over.

- What's going on?
- I'm so sorry, Debbie,

someone has stolen
the sapphire.

- What?
- Chief, this is a disaster.

A disaster!

We'll never see
that sapphire again,
or the people who took it!

I'm not so sure about that.

What do you mean?

Well, the cameras
weren't rolling.

I think it might've been
an inside job.

And if it was an inside job,
then that means

the criminal might be closer
than we'd like to think.

Inside job?!
That's crazy talk!

This is Dunedin.
We're- we're a quiet little town
full of law-abiding citizens.

No. No.

We have to accept
the facts, okay?

It is lost.
The sapphire is lost,

outsiders took it

and we're never gonna see it
or hear from them ever again.

Oh, my God! Gabe!

Idiots!

- Confound it, Dobbins!
- We lost them, Doc!

If you weren't driving
like a geriatric going
to an early bird special,

none of this
would've happened!

I can't help it!
The speed limit is only 25!

We don't observe speed limits.
We're villains, for God's sake!

Now drive!

Wait, wait! Chief,
Chief, Chief, hold on!

Chief! Chief!

Hold on. Listen.

- Maybe you should wait
for backup.
- I'll be his backup.

- What?
- This could be dangerous.

- Listen to him!
It could be dangerous!
- My son's out there!

- Yeah, but backup's
important for--
- Drive!

Wait, you guys-- I--
I'll follow you!

Onward, Dobbins!
They couldn't have gone far.

Thieving miscreants!

Faster, Dobbins!

Puttering cyclists!
Out of the way!

I think we lost them.

Okay. Let's go.

They found us!

Radar! Do Something!

What happened?

This is intolerable!

Well, you were the one
who wanted to give her
all these gadgets!

To evade the police,
not us!

Let's go!

Any State Troopers
in the Dunedin area,

10-33. Over.

10-4.

This is State Trooper Milligan.
What's your emergency?

10-31, two escaped convicts,
Phillipe Park. 10-24.

Something's wrong
with Radar.

What's up, girl?

Oh, no. Her battery
is going dead.

- You haven't been
charging her?
- I didn't know I had to.

Radar, you've gotta get up!

- Come on!
- No, Radar,
we won't leave you!

She wants you to run!

I can't! I can't leave her!

You have to!
Do it for Radar!

Oh.

Need to recharge there,
you recreant perfidious
corruption of science?

They've gotta be
somewhere!

Joe!

Please allow me to put you
out of your misery.

Dobbins, batteries.

You better come back, kiddies,
before your little friend here

takes a walk
across the Rainbow Bridge.

Nighty night!

- No!
- Gabe!

Come, Dobbins.
Let's go retrieve my sapphire.

Oh! Radar!

Oh, what did they
do to you?

You're reading a text now?

It's my emergency phone.
I should check this.

"Battery low.
Please charge me."

"This is Radar. Charge me!"

Okay, so how do we
plug you in, Radar?

Well, where's the plug?

Oh. Ew.

- What are you doing?
- Trust me!

Oh, where did they go?

I think
they went that way.

Don't be a fool.
Let's go this way!

Stop right there!

We can do this the easy way
and you can hand over
the sapphire,

or we can do this the hard way.

Whoa, Doc!
What is that?

A freeze ray, Dobbins.

Stereotypical? Yes.
Trite? Perhaps.

But I do love a classic.

So, wait a second.
Why didn't you
use that earlier?

Because I didn't want to,
that's why!

And now... now, I do.

All right, Radar.
Let's do this.

With each gravitational force
of the Moon upon the surface
of the Earth,

your fate becomes synonymous
with "sleeping with the fishes."

- Huh?
- What?

Why I'm even bothering

with this kind of villainous
flair is beyond me.

The tide is coming in!

Let's simplify this
for the juvenile brain,
shall we?

You can drown in the ocean,

or you can just give us
what we want, and we'll be
on our way.

One, two...

Just give it to him.

Okay, fine!

I'll give you
the sapphire.

Well, well, well!

Do you mind, Dobbins?
This is my moment in the sun!

- Well, well, well!
- I just said that.

Just shut up
and take it already!

So much for my monologue.
Do you mind picking that up
for me, Dobbins?

Now there's just one little
thing left to do.

We gotta tie up
a few loose ends.

- What are you doing?!
- We gave you the sapphire!

Yes, and I thank you.

But one cannot have
witnesses.

W-whoa, wait,
wait, whoa, Doc.
They're just kids.

I don't think
I can do this.

Well, lucky for you,
I'm more than happy
to do the honors.

Ow!

Radar!

I rue the day
I gave her a laser eye!

I rue it!

- Dobbins?
- Yeah?

Those batteries
that you gave me.

- Where did they come from?
- I got them
out of my flashlight.

Hmm. The one
from the museum.

- Yeah. How'd you know?
- Lucky guess.

What happened?
Gabe!

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used against you

- in a court of law.
- Ow.

- Good girl!
- Good girl!

Good girl!
Good girl!

Hey, kids. Would you put
the backpack and the gun
on the hood, please?

- Sure.
- Absolutely.

You're gonna stay
right here.

Oh, ho, ho! I see you've
apprehended the thieves.

Good job, Chief.

Where's
the, uh, sapphire?

- It's--
- Backpack.

All right, everybody.
Stay back! Stay back!

- Whoa.
- Well done, Mr. Mayor.

Now, can you get
Barney Fife to uncuff us?

- Nah, nah, I'm good.
- We had a deal!

Oh, please!

You never intended
to play fair
and neither do I.

I've played fair
my entire life,

and where's that gotten me?
Mayor of some Podunk
little town.

I should be governor by now,
or at least a Senator.

No. No, no. I'm stuck here.

I'm through
having noble dreams, okay?

This is my dream now!

This sapphire right here
will have me living
in the lap of luxury

for the rest of my days,
far from here.

Hey. You wanna help me
out here?

Really?

Welcome to my world.

Sorry, kids.

Maybe when you're
a little bit older,

you'll understand
that when you play
by the rules,

you come in last.

- Hey, Milligan?
- Yes, Chief.

Yeah. What's your location?

Northbound Phillipe Park.

Perfect.

So, in a minute or two,
you're gonna have the Mayor
headed your way,

and I want you
to pull him over
and arrest him.

Wait? What?

Arrest the Mayor?

Like as mayor Fleming,
the Mayor?

- All right,
I see him up ahead.

I'll explain later,
all right?
Thanks, Milligan.

Radar!
You let him get away
with the sapphire!

No, she didn't.
Radar, go fetch
the sapphire.

I hid it.

I knew she'd be able
to sniff it out later.

You little liar!

- Good girl!
- Good girl!

You're making a huge mistake,
officer. Huge mistake.

I was not taking the sapphire,
I was holding it
for safekeeping.

This could be your badge.
You know who I am, right?

I'm the Mayor.
I'm the mayor of this town!

I didn't do anything wrong!
Officer!

Hello, everyone.

I want to thank you for coming
to our little town of Dunedin.

It really means
the world to us.

Now, I know we have
a lot of out of towners here,

and it's people like you
that keep this town
and its citizens thriving,

and I want you to know
that we appreciate you.

But enough with all
the mushy stuff.

Unless you've been
living under a rock,
I'm sure you've heard

about all the craziness
that's happened
here recently,

and among all that chaos,

two kids and a dog

embodied what Dunedin
stands for.

Bravery...

honesty...

and kindness.

Absolutely!

Gabe, Kylie, and Radar,
please step forward.

For saving the sapphire,

and pretty much
this whole town,

Dunedin would like
to honor you

with the certificate
of bravery.

Uh! Uh!

And the pirate's sword
of Dunedin.

Yes! Yeah!

Radar! Radar! Radar!

Radar! Radar! Radar...

And that's how we became
the heroes of Dunedin,

and Radar was honored
on the legendary wall
of Dogedin.

And now,
wherever Radar goes,

it's free spa treatments,

tons of tasty treats,
ice cream.

His favorite is still vanilla,
because it's the best flavor.

But bionic or not,

her favorite thing of all
is love.