101 Dalmatians: Planes

Chapter 9: Wings Around the Globe PT 4

[The scene changes to the next day. The Squad, Chug and Dottie stand at the entrance, looking at Dusty who is sitting in the darkness, sad about being lied to by Skipper about flying missions in the navy and the fact that he's unable to resume the rally in his condition. Dottie and The Irelanders roll up to him]

Dottie: Dusty?

Dusty Crophopper: Can you believe it? He hasn't been straight with me this whole time. At least you were honest. You said I wasn't built for this. (sighs) Guess I should have listened to you.

Dottie: Dusty, if you had listened to me I would never ever forgive myself.

Pumbaa: (surprised) What do you mean? We thought you don't want Dusty to compete.

Dottie: Well, Pumbaa, I finally realized how much racing means to Dusty and that I cannot stop him from achieving his dream and if I do that, I'II be guilty for the rest of my life.

Cruz Ramirez: Oh, Dottie. I'm glad you're supporting Dusty with his racing dream at last.

Dottie: Thanks, Cruz. Anyway, look, the Skipper may have been wrong for what he did, but he was right about you. You're not a crop duster. You're a racer. And now the whole world knows it.

Simba: Dottie's right. You really prove to everyone that you are more than what you're built for.

[Dusty looks at Chug who smiles warmly at him. He smiles back to Dottie and the gang]

Dusty Crophopper: Thanks, guys. That means a lot. I've gone as far as I can go. I'm busted up, look at me.

El Chu: Yes, look at you.

[Dusty, Dottie and the Squad turn to see El Chu standing in the entrance]

El Chu: Dusty, I cannot bear the thought of competing without you or your friends.

[His pitty push two brand new orange wings with the number 7 on them]

Dusty Crophopper: Hey, that's the wing of a T-33 Shooting Star.

El Chu: When the great Mexican Air Force needed help, American T-33s came. They did not ask questions. They did not hesitate. They were there. Because that is what compadres do.

Mater: Just like best friends.

Dusty Cropphoper: And what's that?

El Chu: That is my lunch. Don't touch. But the wings are yours.

Lucky: That's very kind of you, El Chu.

Dusty Crophopper: El Chu, I really appreciate...

El Chu: (shushes) Silencio.  After all, you helped me win my pursuits of the heart. Now we are here to help you.

Dusty Crophopper: We?

Rochelle: Oui.

[Rochelle rolls up with two cardboard boxes]

Rochelle: Good luck tomorrow, Dusty. And to you too guys. I am so proud to compete with you.

[Bulldog came up with a sat-nav]

Bulldog: You're a good egg, guys. Look, here's a sat-nav device. Just in case.... (sniffles) In case you ever find yourself lost, you know, without a.... Without a friend to help you through it.

Dusty Crophopper: Thank you, Bulldog.

Green Number 14 plane: Here's a flow control valve for you.

Brazilian racer: How about a starter generator?

Green Number 15 plane: It is honor to fly beside you.

Dusty Crophopper: Thanks, everyone. Really.

Dottie: This is fantastic. Looks like all you need now is...