Balto III: Wings of Change (2004) - full transcript

( barking )

♪ The wind
across the water ♪

♪ A cloud across
the skies ♪

♪ The music in the echo ♪

♪ Of the eagle
as she cries ♪

♪ The winter light
at sunset ♪

♪ The full moon
on the rise ♪

♪ Everything,
everything flies ♪

♪ A mother's prayers
to heaven ♪

♪ A young boy's
paper kite ♪

♪ The breeze that brings
the morning ♪



♪ A comet
through the night ♪

♪ Aurora borealis
as it sweeps across the skies ♪

♪ Everything,
everything flies ♪

♪ Time and stars
and innocence ♪

♪ Childhood's
waking dream ♪

♪ The spark that leaves
a dying fire ♪

♪ The trout that breaks
the stream ♪

( water splashes )

( barking )

♪ Oh-hhh, yeah ♪

♪ Da, da, da,
da, da, da, dah ♪

♪ The sound
of children's laughter ♪

- ♪ When they're having fun ♪
- Whoa there!

♪ The pride that leaps
from heart to heart ♪



- ♪ When a job
has been well done ♪
- Wow! ( laughs )

♪ The love of friends
and family ♪

♪ Shining from their eyes ♪

♪ Everything,
everything flies ♪

- ♪ Ah-ooo ♪
- Hike!

♪ Ah-ooo. ♪

( bird twitters )

It'll come.
You'll see, it'll come.

( yawns )
Why does that have such
a familiar ring to it?

I know.
We've been coming up here
for the last three days.

At the crack of dawn.

Okay, so it's been a little
on the early side.

But that's when I saw it.
Trust me, it'll be worth it.

( chuckles )
Well, wake me up
when it arrives.

( motor whirring )

Huh?

That's louder
than a wild-eyed grizzly!

Isn't it beautiful?
Come on, Jenna!

( panting )

Okay...
it was-- whew--

worth it,

even if I am
going to have
a heart attack.

Whew!
What is it?

I don't know,
but look at it go.

Don't you ever wonder
what it's like up there--

looking down on the world?

No, not me.
I don't get how
that big steel...

whatever-it-is
can fly like a bird.

But what a feeling?

You want to be
up there, flying?

Sometimes,
in my dreams,

I'm soaring
above the clouds,
free.

( growls playfully )

Man: Dipsy!

You're not getting
into anything,
are you, girl?

Huh, didn't think so.
Good girl.

( bell rings )

It's a disaster, mayhem,
a catastrophe.

Oh, hey, Mel.
I brought you a treat
from the store!

Thanks, Dipsy,
but I can't eat a thing.

( belches )
Nervous stomach.

Oh, good.

I already ate it.
So... what's news?

News, what do you mean "news"?
Don't you know?
The mail is late!

- ( whimpering )
- Honey, it's late
at least once a week.

- Why worry?
- I'm not worried.
I'm just reasonably concerned.

Okay, I'm frantic.
Why, why, why are the dogs
late with the mail?

- Uh, I don't know.
They're playing bridge?
- No, no, no.

I'll tell you why--
something terrible must
have happened.

Ah! What if the dogs
went right over a cliff?

- Huh?
- Oh-- splat!

Oh, or they could have
been buried!

- In an avalanche!
- Mel, calm down.

Oooh, ahh!

No.
No, no, no, they're probably
out there right now

bleeding and torn to shreds
after a vicious attack
by grizzlies.

- Oh my!
- ( mimics bears growls )

- I think I feel
a migraine coming on.
- I think I'll join you.

( plane approaching )

What in the name
of Yukon Jack is that?

What the heck is it?

Mel:
Trouble,
that's what it is.

- ( barking )
- Hiyah! Hiyah!

Mush, mush!

Whoa, whoa.

We're late again.

Yeah, well,
what's the big deal?

We're just running the mail,

not saving the town.

- Like your old man.
- Zip it, Ralph.

We would have been on time
if you hadn't been dragging
your butt the whole way.

( gasps )
Me?! I got a broken toenail
and it's driving me crazy.

Besides Kirby, you kept
yanking to the right.

I had a lousy breakfast
this morning.
I got no energy--

Hey, hey,
it wasn't our fault,
you know?

Hello?
The ice was slippery.

I mean, everybody knows
the snow is treacherous
in the spring.

Yeah, that's it!
The snow is getting soft.

Warmer weather,
mushier snow.

( laughing )

But that's no excuse
for being late!

Everyone counts on us.

"Neither snow nor rain
nor sleet nor hail

will stop the US mail."

Yeah, what are
they gonna do?

- Fire us?
- ( laughing )

Rookies!
They're all the same.

Look, Kodi,
bottom line,

we got the mail to Nome.
Enough said.

( man clears throat )
Mail's here, Mr. Connor.

Hey there,
Mr. Simpson.

- ( yells, crashes )
- I'm okay.

Looks like the mail
finally arrived today.

( laughs )
Very funny, Balto.

You know Kodi is proud
of his new job.

He does get
that gleam in his eye.

Hi, Dad.
Hi, Mom.

- Looking good
out there, son.
- You think so?

I've been practicing
on the beach.

I'm kind of--
well...

I'm hoping to get
a chance at lead dog.

Like you, Dad.

You keep working hard
and I'm sure you'll
get there.

It's here!
My God, it's here!

What's here?

Hey, boy.
A dog welcoming committee, huh?

Why don't you guard my plane
for a few minutes?
I'll be back soon.

- What is that thing?
- Watch it, Balto.

- ( sniffing )
- Kodi: Dad...

Don't go getting
any ideas.

Me?

You think I'd just hop in
and go for a flight?

- Yes!
- You're right.

I would if I could.

I got a bad feeling
about this.

When don't you have
a bad feeling, Mel?

- ( birds cawing )
- I guess we can agree that
spring is officially here.

So where's Boris?

( singing in Russian )

( singing continues )

( laughs )

( female singing )
♪ Bee bop, bop, da-doo bop ♪

♪ Oooh, wah, wah ♪

♪ Mmm, ba, ba ♪

( screams )

♪ Bow-wow-wow, oooh ♪

♪ Mornin', big boy. ♪

Your movin'
is getting me groovin'.

( Russian accent )
You cannot see I'm taking
personal bath here?

You bet your little
patootie, honey.

But I figured two in a bath is
a whole lot more fun than one.

The name's Stella.

I just flew in for the summer.

It's my first trip to Nome
and I like what I see so far.

What's your name,
big boy?

Boris.

But my friends
are calling me...

- Boris.
- All right, honey.

Boris it is.

You know, that's a strong,
handsome name

for a strong, handsome
goose.

So... where are
you from, Boris?

I can tell it's not
from around here.

I am living in Nome
for a long, long time

but I was born in Russia.

Really?
'Cause you don't have
an accent at all.

I was hoping I'd get to see
the picturesque sights
around here.

Then later you can show me
this one-horse town.

That can be arranged.

( honking )

- ( laughing )
- Yippee! Wa-hoo-hoo!

Hold it, hold it!

Uncle Boris!

Enough, enough.

Put me down.

( gurgles )

Play with us, Uncle Boris.
Give it a go, please?

- Mm-hmm, mm.
- No. No!

- Not another game of--
- Slosh!

Absolutely not!
No Slosh!

No! No! No!

All right, Luc,
on three.

Maximum velocity.

- One--
- No!

- Two--
- No, nyet!

- Halt!
- ( friendly growls )

Three!

No, no, no!

( cackling )

Enough, enough, enough!

How many times am I telling you?
Stop what you are doing.

Oh, uh...

wasn't that fun,
Uncle Boris?

Fun? Fun is
birthday party.

That was big pain
in tush.

I say stop,
you go.

I say no more,
you do more.

What, what,
you have rocks
in your head?

Nope, I'm all clear.
Can't say the same
for Luc though.

Sit down when I am
talking to you!

There's a goose
with guts.

Now go away

and do not come back
for 40 or 50 years!

Yes, Uncle Boris.
Right away.

- See ya tomorrow.
- Whew!

My, my, Boris baby...

You weren't afraid
of those big bad bears.

You were one loose goose.

Afraid of Muc and Luc?
Huh!

They are just a couple--

No, of course not!

What should a goose
fear from a bear?

We are more smart,
more bold.

And more cute!

So, big boy,

what do you say we do
a little flying together?

Say around...

- sunset?
- ( gulps )

I... with you?

Is that a yes?

Uh-- uh--

- well--
- See you then, hot stuff.

Oh, what have I done?

Balto! Balto!

Wake up, wake up.
Eyes open!

What, what, what?

- What's up?
- Balto, repeat after me--

"Boris, come right away.
It's an emergency."

What emergency?

No, no, no, no.
Say like this--

"Boris, come right away.
It's an emergency!"
Now you go.

First tell me
what's going on.

It's terrible.
I'm going on date--
with gorgeous goose.

Now that is scary.

And she's wanting me
to fly with her

- but I do not fly.
- ( chuckling )

Boris, you goof.
Why don't you just
call it off?

I-- I--

You're really hooked,
aren't you?

Mm-hmm...

Wow, she must be
something.

Here is my plan,

I go on date,
I charm Stella,

then you come, get me
before she finds out
I do not fly.

- Is good, no?
- Here's my plan.

You learn to fly.

- Is terrible plan.
- Why, what's wrong with it?

I already know how to fly.

- You're kidding, right?
- Not right.

You know how to fly?!
Since when?

Look at me, I am bird!
All birds can fly!

You just came
crawling in here

begging for my help
because you can't fly.

I do not fly,
I did not say
I could not fly.

All right, I'll bite.

What's the deal here?
I'd give my eye-teeth
to fly just once.

Why don't you?

The flying part
is not hard.

It's where you go
when you do it.

Psst!

- I hate heights.
- ( laughs )

Wait a minute,
are you saying--

that you're afraid
of heights?

No, of course not.

Just a little.

Come on, Boris.
I have an idea.

Balto:
Don't worry.
This'll work.

Boris:
Don't worry,
he says. Ha!

There, what do you see?

Nothing! What do you
think I see?

Well, flap around like this
for a while

and you'll get used to
the feel of flying.

Then you'll forget
that you're up in the air.

You know,
this makes sense

in, in absurd,
illogical way.

- Boris: Ah... ah...
- That's it!

That's it,
you're doing it!

You're doing great!

- How does it feel?
- Not bad,

except I have no idea
where I'm going.

- ( crashes )
- Ah!

( branches rustle )

Keep going,
keep going.

Is working!
Is working!

You got it.
Now-- open your eyes.

( screams )

Oof!

( sighs )
What do you know?

I'm flying!
( laughs )

I am one hot goose.

I'm not sure Stella's
gonna see it that way.

Whoo-ee, I am good!

I am the goose!

- ( crashes )
- Ah!

( door creaks )

Connor:
Aye, Duke, you make
a good argument.

Maybe we should
give it a try.

Duke:
It'll be an honor to work for
you and the US mail, Mr. Connor.

Okay, this is
really horrible.

- Devastating.
- ( gulps )

Okay, besides that,
please give me
the particulars.

- We gotta spread the word!
- And what word would that be?

That the mail is going
to be delivered by that
flying whatever.

The sled dogs are through,
canned, fired,

- out on their butts!
- Unbelievable!

Dipsy, we're gonna have
to activate the E-D-A-S.

And what would that be?

Numbskull, the Emergency
Dog Alert System.

Ohhhh!
Oh yeah.

( barking )

( barks echoing )

( barks )

( barking )

( icicles clattering )

( barking )

( many dogs barking )

( snores )

( barking continues )

( barking )

Oh now, what?

Kodi:
We have to deliver the mail!

Kirby:
Dogs have always delivered
the mail in Nome.

- I don't know how
to do anything else.
- If we don't deliver the mail

who will want us?

Simpson:
Mr. Connor, there must be
something we can do

- to keep delivering the mail.
- I don't know.

The bush pilot makes
a good case.

Musher:
It isn't fair, it's not right.
We need our jobs.

- What are they saying?
- Tell us, go ahead!

Is is good news?
Bad news? What?

Okay, the mushers are
talking to Connor.

That's bad.
That's gotta be bad.

And-- wait--
he's saying...

that airplanes are
faster than dogs.

Oh boy,
Oh boy!

Now he's saying
"Airmail is the wave
of the future."

Ohh! It's worse
than I thought.

- ( sighing )
- Hold on a minute.

Okay, all right,
this could be interesting.

Oh my.

Oh! Um...

Huh?

What the--

Whoa! Yikes!

- Oh my!
- All: What?!

The postmaster's
agreed to a race

to see who's faster,
the bush plane or the dogs.

We're saved!

We'll beat the tail
off of that bush plane.

Are you crazy?
Have you seen how fast
that monster flies?

- We can't afford to lose.
- No kidding!

We're gonna need
somebody fast and experienced
to lead us in the race.

You can count on me!

Uh... what?

What?!

Well, Kirby,
it's just--

We don't need fast.

We need really,
really fast.

Oh?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

The fastest dog in Nome.

The most famous dog
in Nome.

My dad.

That's-- oh!
That's good. Oh!

Oh, now better--

Stay down, brows!
Get bee wax maybe make better.

Huh, now I looking good!

Not good now.

Stella:
Well, hi there,
flyboy.

You're right on time.

I did not want to miss
a minute with you.

Ohh, a goose
with intelligence.

Let's hit the skies,
big boy.

Uh-- why rush things?
Let us take time...

to be getting to know
each other first.

We can catch up
in the air.

Flying really gets
my feathers tingling.

Oh-- wait, wait!

I-- I am--
I cannot.

I have--
I have a crick in wing.

- ( stretching )
- Ready?

Ah, no, no.
I am meaning my other wing.

( groaning )

- Sit down, Boris.
- Huh?

Let me tell ya something.

♪ I've been around the pond
a time or two ♪

Huh?

♪ I've done my share
of migrating ♪

( moans )

♪ When I look at you,
I enjoy the view ♪

♪ You set my little
wishbone to... ♪

♪ Palpitating! ♪

- ( honking )
- Come on down, boys.

♪ I'm a goose ♪

♪ On the loose ♪

♪ On the prowl
for a handsome fowl ♪

♪ You've got the style ♪

♪ Got the form ♪

♪ Got the big strong wings
to keep me warm ♪

♪ I know what I like ♪

- ♪ And I like what I see ♪
- ( giggles )

♪ How'd you like to do
a little flying with me? ♪

( laughs stupidly )

- ♪ I ain't no quail ♪
- ♪ Whoa, whoa ♪

- ♪ You ain't no chicken ♪
- ♪ Bak, bak, bak, bak ♪

♪ You got my heart
doing more than ticking ♪

♪ I'd like to rest
against your chest ♪

Good!

♪ We could build ourselves
a sugar nest ♪

♪ Oh, can't you feel
we've got some-- ♪

♪ Chemistry? ♪

♪ Don't you want to try
a little flyin' with me? ♪

- ( screams )
- ♪ Ah-hhh ♪

- ♪ Beak to beak ♪
- ♪ Wah, wah ♪

- ♪ Wing to wing ♪
- ♪ Wah, wah, wah! ♪

♪ We could have ourselves
quite a fling ♪

♪ Wah! ♪

♪ Tail to tail,
feather to feather ♪

♪ Don't you think
we ought to flock together? ♪

Chorus:
♪ Bak, bak, bak, bak ♪

- ♪ I'm the goose ♪
- ♪ Goose! ♪

- ♪ With the juice ♪
- ♪ Juice! ♪

- ♪ Wah-oooh! ♪
- ♪ Mr. Gander ♪

♪ Let's meander ♪

♪ On my own,
up here in Nome ♪

♪ I'm a chick who's
oh-so far from home ♪

( all sigh )

♪ We could honk
in harmony ♪

♪ Come on up and do
a little flying with me ♪

♪ Where the air is rare ♪

♪ And the wind blows free ♪

♪ Come on up and do
a little ♪

♪ Do a little ♪

♪ Come on up
and do a little ♪

♪ Flying with me-eee. ♪

Let's you and I get down
and fly, flyboy.

- Uh...
- ♪ Bah, bah! ♪

( Boris screams )

Balto:
Boris! Boris!

- Huh?
- It's an emergency.

Balto!
( softly ) It's about time.

Ah, it's Balto.
Always in trouble, this dog.

If I am not bailing him out
then he is kaput.

Maybe we fly
some other time.

But-- but-- but--
( groans )

You must be
the famous Stella.

And you must be
the famous Balto...

the trouble dog.

- Boris--
- Come, we take care
of emergency.

Come, come!
Goodbye, Stella!

Huh?

Bye... Boris.

Bravo, Balto,
magnificent!

Except for talking
too much at end-- heehee!

- We fooled her!
- Boris, I wasn't faking it.

There really is
an emergency,
a big race.

The mail dogs against
the bush plane.

Whoever wins
gets to deliver
the mail to Nome.

And they want me
to lead the dogsled team.

- So what is problem?
- I've chased that bush plane.

- I can't beat it.
- That could be problem.

- Kirby: Yeah!
- Yeah, Balto!

Ralph:
We'll beat that plane paws down
now that you're lead dog.

- Listen--
- We're behind you
100%, Balto.

( cheering )

If anyone
can do it,
you can.

Everyone, listen,
I've seen it fly.

We have to consider
the possibility--

- Let's do the call!
- ( howling )

( howling continues )

Yes, yes, this is good.
Very good.

You really think a bunch of dogs
can beat an airplane?

Of course not.
Is impossible.

Oh.
Thanks for the vote
of confidence.

So if you think
we're gonna lose,
why are you so happy?

Because I have solved
my Stella problem.

Oh... let me guess.

You're gonna tell her
the truth.

Are you crazy?

Oy! Oy, the pain!

The pain! An old
migratory injury is back.

What migratory injury?

I've known you
my whole life and you've
never migrated anywhere.

What does it matter?

If I'm in pain,
I cannot fly, yes?

( howling )

What are you doing here?
It's late.

I just thought
I'd say hello.

( laughs )
You couldn't wait
until morning?

I thought you'd
miss me too much.

Always.
So, what's up?

With me?
Nothing.

- Uh-huh?
- I don't know.

It's just--

you saw that plane.

It's so fast.
I can't--

There's no way
to keep up with it.

( sighs )
How can I look Kodi
in the eyes if we lose?

You're his father.
He loves you.

He knows me
as the town hero.

The great Balto
who saved Nome.

What happens
when I'm the same Balto
who loses the mail run?

Oh, Balto.

♪ You don't have
to be a hero ♪

♪ You just have
to be there ♪

♪ He doesn't need to know
you're perfect ♪

♪ He needs to know
you care ♪

♪ And when
the race is over ♪

♪ You've done
all you can do ♪

♪ Be a father
not a hero ♪

♪ That's all
he needs from you ♪

( puppies barking )

♪ You don't have
to be a winner ♪

♪ If you give it
your best ♪

♪ Believe in
who you are ♪

♪ And then time
can do the rest ♪

♪ Your heart
is his example ♪

♪ Brave and strong
and true ♪

♪ You don't have
to be a hero ♪

♪ You just
have to be you ♪

♪ Trust in your son ♪

♪ He's more
than he seems ♪

♪ Like you he can run ♪

♪ Like you
he has dreams ♪

♪ Oooh-hhh... ♪

Whatever happens,
Balto,

you'll always be
his hero.

♪ Have faith
in yourself, my love ♪

♪ Have faith in him too ♪

♪ He will always
have a hero ♪

♪ He will always
have a hero... ♪

♪ For he'll always ♪

♪ Have you... ♪

( sniffs )

( sniffing )

It's okay, boy.

I'm not going
to hurt you.

Wait a minute,
I saw you this morning.

Balto?

I've heard a lot
about you, boy.

You're quite a hero
around here.

You saved a lot of lives
in that diphtheria scare.

I still can't figure out
how you and your team

found your way back here
with the medicine.

That was some storm.

- ( sniffing )
- Come on.

It's okay.

You seem to like
my plane, huh, boy?

I call her
the Tundra Express.

There's nothing
that can beat being up there,

soaring above the clouds,
free.

Stella:
More seeds, Boris?

Maybe just a few.

Is that better?

( groans )
A little.

That must have been some fight
you were in, hot stuff,

if you're still feeling it
all these years later.

You've heard
of bald eagle?

He wasn't bald
till I finished
with him!

( laughs )

So, honey, what else
can I do to get you
back on your wings?

Well, I do have
this itch--

Here?

( whimpering )

- Little to the left.
- Here?

Oh, to the right.

How's this?

Heaven.

As soon as you're better,
we can fly around.

Who knows
what could happen then.
Say, tomorrow?

Huh?
The pain! Oh!

The pain!

It's excruciating.

Oh, mmm.

Are you ready?
I'm ready.

Are you ready?
'Cause I'm ready.

Something tells me
he's ready.

This is
gonna be great, Dad.

Good luck,
you two.

Luck? Huh!
Like that will make
a difference.

Mr. Optimism.

- That's why I like
having you around, Boris.
- Always a pleasure.

What are you doing here anyway?
I thought you'd be
with Stella.

Believe me, I'm going
right away back.

Did she fall for that
ridiculous story of yours?

I have her
eating out of wing.

( clears throat )

Oooh, oy, the pain!

I tell you, Balto,

I am having cake
and eating it too.

- Balto: Uh, Boris?
- Whoever called me
a silly goose

- will eat his words!
- Boris!

Stella is treating me
like a king!

I just have to keep this
up for summer,

I am made in the shade.

I am a genius.

Ah-hhh!

It is a miracle!

I am suddenly all better.

So you're
a big fat liar!

You're just another
slick bird

honking out
of both sides
of his beak.

Stella, listen to me.

And make a bigger
fool of myself? No!

Your goose is cooked.
( honks )

Ouch!
I-- I can explain!

You don't know whole story.
( screaming )

Ouch! No! Oy!

Well, well.
Couldn't happen
to a nicer bird.

Have a good ride, flyboy!

Boris:
Hey! Hello?

Anybody!

Here's your mail,
Mr. Simpson.

- Good luck to ya.
- Thanks, Mr. Connor.

( barking, howls )

Connor:
Attention!
Attention, everybody!

The US mail is now aboard
both the dogsled

and the bush plane.
The winner'll be
the competitor

who is first to deliver
the mail safely to the town
of White Mountain

then returns to Nome
with a new bag of mail.

- ( cheering )
- All right, everybody.

On your mark!

Get set!

Ha! Hey! Hike!

( barking )

( engine grinding )

C'mon.

C'mon!

Go, go, go!

Oy! Ow!

Ooh, ooh!

Ooh, my toenail,
it's killing me!

We gotta
slow down.

Or not.

Kirby!
You're pulling me again!

Me?!
You gotta be kidding?

- Keep in line, boys.
- Kirby: You got it, Balto.

( groans )

All right, everybody,
move those feet.

C'mon, everybody.

Balto:
White Mountain,
there it is.

( panting )
Oh no!

- Kodi: I don't believe it!
- Kirby: How'd he do that?

Dusty:
What are we gonna do now?

Hey, the race
is only half over.

Don't give up now.

Ha, hi!

Mail delivery,
sir.

( honks )

Thanks, Duke.
Here's the return batch
for you.

( plane engine cranking )

Wait a minute,
hold the wire.

Where am I?

Oof!

( barking )

Here's the mail
from Nome, sir.

Thanks.
Let's load you up
for the return trip.

White Mountain?
How did this disaster happen?

This mail goes
right back to Nome.
Good luck to you.

- Balto, Balto,
take me home!
- Hike!

- ( barking )
- Boris: I am coming!

No! No!

I am stuck
in White Mountain!

I'm going to spend the rest
of my days in White Mountain.

I am going to die of boredom
in White Mountain.

- I am--
- ( scraping )

--going home!

Sled team already left.
What's your hold up?

Ice, gotta get it off
the wings before I can fly.

Whew.

Ahhh-oh!

Oh, I wonder how far
they are by now.

Well, assuming
they didn't get lost,

or attacked by bears,
or Balto didn't
break his leg,

of the mail didn't
fall out of the sled,
or Kodi didn't barf,

or-- never mind.

Will you look at what
the dog dragged in?

Triple-A, number one,
first quality beef jerky.

And did old Gunterson
see a thing?

Absolutely not.
You know, I am getting
so good, I scare myself.

Anyone?

Eat, at a time
like this?

- Uh, go ahead, Dipsy.
- Thanks, I don't mind
if I do.

( barking )

I can't see my nose
in front of my face--
whoa!

That's good,
'cause it's ugly.

Very funny,
wise guy.

What if we don't catch up?
What if we lose?

( Dusty panting )
That plane's gotta be
halfway to Nome by now.

Nobody quits on my team,
nobody!

Move, move, move!

( Boris honking )

Other reason
I do not like to fly.

Oy, I'm about
to lose my lunch.

- Balto: You hear that?
- The plane engine?

We're catching up.

- I can't see it.
- It's up there all right.

Balto:
And we're beating it.

( whining )

Whoa, whoa there.

Come on, Dusty,
you've got it.

I'm okay, I'm okay.

Do you hear the plane
anymore, Dad?

No.

Where the heck am I?

Come on, baby.

Oy!

Mel:
They should have been
back by now.

I knew it, I knew it!
They're in trouble.

Please, Mel,
don't get started.

- ( machine sputters )
- Oh, the plane!

It's gonna win?
Oh, brother.

W-w-where is it?

( silence )

Wait,
what happened?

Wait a minute,
that's the sawmill.

- Not the plane?
- ( dogs barking )

Balto!

Balto!

They won!

- They did it?
- I don't believe it.

( cheering )

Easy, easy!

Did we beat the plane,
Mr. Connor?

Congratulations there,
Mr. Simpson.

You've done it.
You're the winners!

Ha ha! Yes!

( cheering, barking )

( howls )

Kodi:
Yeah, we beat that plane.
Kicked its tail!

Yeah, if this doesn't
prove us dogs rule--

what does?

Thanks for saving
our jobs, Dad.

- For the time being.
- What do you mean?

I don't think
that's the last
of the bush planes, son.

Their day is coming.

How can you say that?

- We beat him!
- This time, Kodi.

But I've seen them.
We can't do this
every time.

You're just wrong.

It's what I think.

You know how much
this job means to him.

Yeah, I know.

Say, where's Boris? I thought
Mr. Positive would be here
celebrating with us.

( giggles )
Maybe he made up
with his new girlfriend.

Probably.

You know,
I don't get it.

Duke should
be here by now.

A little bad weather
and that yellow-bellied plane
flies south for winter.

( laughing )

He'll show up
when the fog clears with
his tail between his wings.

I know what's wrong.
He's a sore loser.

( laughing continues )

What could be wrong?
We still have our jobs.

Yeah... yeah, we do.

And we're gonna keep them.
Come on, let's go.

( laughs )
Hey, what are you
doing out here?

The party's
on the beach.

I'm just wondering
what happened to Duke.

- Are you really worried?
- Muc: Balto!

Balto!

It was awful.
It was terrible!

- Did I say it was awful?
- Mm-hmm.

There we were,
fishing the river
just minding our own business

when it--
it-- attacked!

What attacked?

- The monster!
- ( whimpering )

( growling )

( screams )

Wait a minute.
A monster?

We could barely see it
through the fog.

But we could hear it,
getting closer
and closer.

Of course,
we didn't stick around
to introduce ourselves.

We bolted.

It chased us,
growling and snarling,

until finally it pounced
out of the sky.

If Luc hadn't yanked me
out of the way, we would
have been--

- crushed.
- ( crying )

Where's this
monster now?

Out there...

stuck in the snow.
That's how we escaped.

- It pounced
out of the sky?
- Mm-hmm.

And the snarling,
was it really loud?

Loud?
It was louder than
a wild-eyed grizzly!

Both:
The bush plane!

Oy.

Oy.

Oy! Ow! Ohh!

I must get help.

( grunts )

Kirby:
Balto, you don't even know
the plane is out there!

I mean, your sources are
a couple of mentally-challenged
polar bears

talking about
a monster.

Need I say more?

I just have a hunch.

It's worth finding out,
right?

I don't get it--
we won the race,
fair and square,

and now you want us
to help the enemy?

He's not the enemy.

He's a man,
a nice one.

But, Dad,
he is the enemy.

He wants to take away
our jobs.

It's not our fault
that plane's unreliable.

Not to mention
loud and smelly.

Yeah, kinda like you,
Ralphie-boy.

( laughing )

This is serious!

Now look, that plane
is out there somewhere,

- and we're
the only ones who can help.
- That just proves our point.

The difference between a dog
and a machine is

dogs are tough
and reliable.

I thought the difference is
only one has a heart.

I'm not gonna let Duke
freeze to death out there.

Who's coming with me?

Kodi?

I--
I don't even think
he's out there.

Look, my job is
to deliver the mail.

I'm sorry
you see it that way.

Dad, wait!

Balto the trouble dog,
right?

Hey, Stella.
Sorry, but I'm kinda busy.

Listen, tell Boris
when you see him that
I'll be gone for a while.

But Boris is why
I'm coming to see you.

Not that I'm interested,
but did you see the bum
come back?

Come back?
Where'd he go?
I thought he was with you?

Let's say he took
a little unscheduled flight
on that bush plane.

And it served him right,
the stinker.

Boris was on the plane?!

I saw him get
packed on myself.

Don't ask.

Stella, I think...

well, I think
the plane crashed.

What?

As fast as you can, boys,
it's going to be a cold night.

Uh, you're positive
when we get back there

the monster won't get us?

- Trust me.
- I don't even know why

I'm going on this search
and rescue operation,

that lying untrustworthy
ball of feathers.

- You know he's nuts
about you?
- Really?

Did he say something?

He only said that
you were more beautiful
than a wild rose

and more luminous than
the northern lights.

- He didn't say that.
- No, he didn't.

But I know
it's what he thought.

And how do you
know so much?

I've known Boris
since I was a pup.

He may be a pain
in the butt,

but he's...

well, he's the dad
I never had.

Yeah, a pain,
that's what he is all right.

I wish I'd never laid eyes
on that lying beak of his.

Or that little-- cute--
waddle when he walks.

Or that feather
that sticks out

in that funny way
on his neck-- you know?

Balto, I was the one who
chased him onto that plane,

If anything happens to him,

I'll never forgive myself.

( groans )
At this rate, we won't
get there till next spring.

Say, fellas,

why don't you tell me
where the plane went down
so I can fly there?

Good idea, Stella.

Let's see,
the frightening monster
ran amuck at--

uh, I mean the bush plane
attacked us

by Bear Claw Rock,
just past Falcon's Peak.

Got it, Bear Rock,
Falcon's Peak.

Wish me luck, boys!

- Whoop!
- ( laughing )

Good one, Luc.
Got beat by the spring snow.

You know there's gotta be
soft patches all over the pla--

( screams )

Would you look at that?
Stella's found them already.

She's better
than I thought.

Bear Peak, Falcon Rock?

Whatever it was you told me,
I have no clue where I'm going.

I'm just here
on vacation.

I guess that leaves you out
as our tour guide then.

Come on,
let's get going.

Man:
Something's happened
to the plane.

Woman:
Send out a search party.

- Where do we look?
- Between here
and White Mountain.

Mel: They'll never find him.
Do you know how much
open territory

there is between us
and White Mountain?

- No, Mel, but I bet
you're gonna tell us.
- Millions of miles!

They'll be looking
for that bush plane for weeks.

Listen, if anyone
can find him, Balto can.

Kodi?

Kodiak, come here!

Yeah, Mom.

What are you doing here?
I thought you went
with your dad.

No, I... I didn't.

( sighs )
You mean your dad's
out there alone?

Oh, why didn't you go?

Well, I...

I don't know.

- I don't know why
he's even looking.
- Oh, Kodi.

I don't believe you!
There is a man out there,
maybe dying.

We could have lost our jobs
because of that man.

You think your job
is worth more
than a life?

( sighs )
I should have gone
with Balto.

( wind moaning )

Do you think Uncle Boris
is okay?

Oh, he's probably griping about
what's taking us so long.

Come on,
let's pick up the pace.

Right.
Onward.

Onward.

( yells )

( gasping )

( snickers )

Their hearts are
in the right place.

They are kinda cute--

if you have a thing
for polar bears.

Mmm-- huh?

( cracking )

Balto: Whoa!

( screaming )

This is no time
to be playing games!

( grunting )

Whoa!

Help, Stella-aaa!

- Help!
- Quick, grab my leg.

( gasping )

What was I thinking?

( groans )

( coughing )

Hang on, Balto.

- Muc, Luc!
- Whoo-hoo!

- ( gurgling )
- Hang in there, boys.

There's got to be a way out.
I'll fly ahead and look
for something.

Hurry!

Reverse, reverse!

- Go the other way!
- Trouble ahead?

Depends how you feel
about waterfalls.

( bears crying )

( crashes )

What are you trying to do?
Give me a stroke?
Because you did.

That's it! No more
whitewater adventures.

- No more!
- ( pants )

It's a deal.

( groans )
Oh, I ache in places
I didn't know I had.

Come on, Come on, you sore
from that little run?

- And you aren't?
- Me? Don't be ridiculous.

- ( cracks )
- Ooh!

Ha, the big talker.

Kirby:
Hey, hey, our newest
teammate.

Listen, guys,
I've been thinking,

maybe the pilot
really is lost.

Joining
the other side?

Of course not,
I'm one of you.

Kodi:
It's just, well...

the temperature's
dropping.

He's just a human...

- he could freeze
to death.
- So?

He should have thought
of the risks before he
challenged us to a race.

- Yeah, but--
- Hey!

You're either with us
or against us.

All I ever
wanted to do was be
a part of your team.

Bringing the mail and supplies
is all about helping everyone.

And now, when somebody
really needs our help,

we're sitting
on our butts.

I mean, if this is
what it means to be
a mail dog, then...

I'm not sure
that's what I want to be.

Any more, Balto?

Oh, sorry, Stella.

So, now what?

Well... I think I know
where we are.

Think?
Why don't I like
the sound of that?

I know where we are,
much too close to moose
territory, that's where we are.

- You have a thing about mooses?
- Everybody knows bull moose
are mean!

- Uh-huh, uh-huh.
- Mean and stubborn!

And did I mention
those antlers, eh?
Sharp and big!

- Sharp and strong!
- ( growling )

See how dangerous
they are, see?

I'm guessing the river
pushed us past Bear Rock.

I can't tell from here how far
we need to backtrack.

Stella, can you take
a look around?

Bear Rock looks like...

- well, a giant bear.
- You don't say.

Back in a flash,
fellas.

I see it,
I see it!

I'm going over.

( gasps )
Boris!

Boris!

Where are you?

( panting )
It's there, I saw it!

The plane.
No sign of Boris.

Come on, let's go!

Through
moose territory?

( whines )

Muc:
Luc says we're doomed,

doomed if we meet one
of those bull moose.

The faster we go in,
the faster we come out.

Come on!

Muc:
You know they
only have two moods?

Angry and very angry.

Move those buns,
fellas.

- Balto: No...
- Muc: Uncle Boris!

( Stella gasps )

( snorts )

Look, we don't
want any trouble.

We're just
passing through.

You talkin' to me?

Our friend is down there
and he might be hurt.

- You talkin' to me?
- We just want to get by.

I just want to know
if you're talkin' to me.

Here's a newsflash,
genius:

We're talking
to you!

- ( snorts )
- Whoa, whoa, buddy.

Please, this is
an emergency.

- We don't want any trouble.
- I think you're talkin' to me.

Now he gets it.

( screams )

Pull, Luc!

Pull harder!

- You talking to me?
- No, of course not.

Just talking
amongst ourselves.

I think
you're talking to me.

Ha!

( roars )

Oof!

- ( gasps )
- Ooh.

- Balto, talk to me, honey.
- ( snorts )

Come on, sugar, this isn't
a good time for a snooze.

- ( Balto grunts )
- ( growls )

Male voice:
Hey, lamebrain!

- You're standing on my turf.
- You talking to me?

What, am I here to amuse you?
Do you see any other lamebrain
moose around here?

Yeah, I'm looking at one.

( growling )

( sniffing )
He's alive.

Boris?

Where are you?

Maybe he wasn't
on the plane after all.

But I could swear he--

( gasps )

Boris, can you hear us?

- ( sniffing )
- Uncle Boris!

Uncle Boris!

Stella: Flyboy?

( murmuring )

Luc says
he's found him!

( honks )

( gasps )

Boris? Boris!

Aw. come on.
Wake up, Boris.

Come on, big boy.
Don't you give up.

You owe me an apology!

Wha-- what?
What am I doing here?

Uncle Boris!

- ( Luc laughs )
- Boris: Wait, wait!

All right already,
I almost die once,

- it was enough!
- Easy does it, Luc.

Oh boy, the plane!

It was terrible.

( groans )

- We better get him home.
- What about the pilot?

Duke!
You guys go on ahead.

But what about you?
It's getting cold out,
Balto.

I'll be fine.
Just take care of Boris.

Come on, Stella,
we're going to take
Uncle Boris home.

( groans )

Balto?
What are you doing here?

How--
how did you know?

( groans )

Darn leg.

( sighs )
I guess I won't be
walking back to Nome.

( grunting )

What? Oh!

Oh no!

( groans )

Hang in there, boy.

( howling )

Now what?

Kodi?

We heard you had
a special delivery
for Nome.

( howls )

Right on time, Son.

Dipsy:
Whoo, it is
cold, cold, cold, huh?

I don't know.
Balto's been gone a while.

Eight hours,
41 minutes
and counting.

- Don't count him out.
- ( distant howling )

( howling )

( melancholy howl )

- Kodi!
- ( murmuring )

( groans )

Balto saved my life.

He and the other dogs.

Good dogs!
Good boy, Balto.

That's my team!

( townspeople exclaiming )

- I knew he could do it.
- I lost my appetite.

Boris:
I still am not believing
you came looking for me.

It is maybe because
you still like me?

Maybe.

Or maybe it's because
I had a few more things
to get off my chest.

I forgot to say
you were a rotten, lying,
good-for-nothing snow goose!

Wait-- wait, wait,
Stella!

Bye, Boris.
It's been an education.

No, Stella, come back!

Do not go, please,
Stella!

Stella-aaa!

Now that's more like it.

I-- oh, well...

The truth is I am
a low-altitude flyer.

What are you
talking about?

I hate heights!

That is why
I lie to you.

That was the problem?

- It wasn't me?
- You?!

What could be
wrong with you?

You are perfect.

So you did notice?

Now let me
get this straight,

all this fuss was because
you don't like to fly?

No matter what I answer
I sound foolish.

The way I see it,
having a grounded goose
for a boyfriend

sure beats having
a lying, cheating,
double-talking

no-good, high-flying,
fair-weather fowl who--

- Did you say boyfriend?
- Among other things.

Stella, would you do me
the honor of joining me

for a little
midnight swim?

Swimming at midnight?

I like it already.

( honking )

Hmmm, did Dad tell you
when he saw you leading
the others that night,

it was one of the proudest
moments of his life?

Yeah, well... not in
so many words, but--

- I got it.
- ( plane approaching )

Hey!
Hey, there he is!

Living out a dream.

♪ La, da, da, da, dah ♪

Nothing like it,
huh, boy?

♪ The wind
across the water ♪

♪ A cloud across
the skies ♪

♪ The music
in the echo ♪

♪ Of the eagle
as she cries ♪

♪ The winter light
at sunset ♪

♪ The full moon
on the rise ♪

♪ Everything,
everything flies ♪

♪ The deer
across the meadow ♪

♪ A rabbit
on the run ♪

♪ The orca
with the flashing tail ♪

♪ Leaping for the sun ♪

♪ A million
crystal snowflakes ♪

♪ Dance before your eyes ♪

♪ Everything,
everything flies ♪

♪ Time and stars
and innocence ♪

♪ Childhood's
waking dream ♪

♪ The spark that leaves
a dying fire ♪

♪ The trout
that breaks the stream ♪

♪ A mother's prayers
to heaven ♪

♪ A young boy's
paper kite ♪

♪ The breeze that brings
the morning ♪

♪ A comet
through the night ♪

♪ Aurora borealis
as it sweeps across the skies ♪

♪ Everything,
everything flies ♪

♪ The moment
that we first appear ♪

♪ Something in us
sings ♪

♪ We tell the world
with arms unfurled ♪

♪ Give me sky ♪

♪ Give me wings ♪

♪ Oh-hhh! ♪

♪ When we lift
a heart with kindness ♪

♪ Or lend
a helping hand ♪

♪ Or share the load
upon the road ♪

♪ Through this fair
and fragile land ♪

♪ The things
that keep us earthbound ♪

♪ Melt before our eyes ♪

♪ Everything,
everything flies ♪

♪ Everything flies ♪

♪ Everything flies ♪

♪ Oh-hhh ♪

♪ Everything,
everything flies ♪

♪ Everything flies ♪

♪ Everything flies. ♪

( tires screech )

( giggles )