Balto (film)/script
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[GRANDMA]: [Panting] It was here...someplace.
[GIRL]: But we've already been past here!
[GRANDMA]: [Chuckles] The trees have grown so big.
[GRANDMA]: Its been so long since my last visit. [Sighs]
[Dog Barks]
[GIRL (to Blaze)]: Come on, Blaze.
[GIRL (to Grandma)]: Grandma, when was the last time you were here?
[GRANDMA]: [Chuckles] Years and years ago.
[GRANDMA]: Way before you were born, sweetheart.
[Blaze barking]
[GIRL]: Oh look! Blaze found a squirrel!
[GRANDMA]: Now, just a minute. I'm trying to get my bearings.
[GRANDMA]: Oh, there are so many paths here!
[GRANDMA]: So easy to get turned around. Come on, darling.
[GIRL]: Grandma, we're in the middle of nowhere...
[GRANDMA]: [Laughing] We're right in the middle of New York City.
[GIRL]: But you're gonna make yourself tired walking so long.
[GRANDMA]: Nonsense. It hasn't been more than a quarter of an hour. Heh.
[GRANDMA]: Not much further.
[GIRL]: Blaze is getting tired. [Handing musher's hat to Grandma]
[GRANDMA]: Oh, I see. [Laughs] [Looks at musher's hat mysteriously]
[GIRL]: Grandma, what are we looking for anyway?
[GRANDMA]: A memorial.
[GIRL]: A ma-what?
[GRANDMA]: [Laughs] A reminder of a wonderful story...
[GRANDMA]: and a place very far away from here. [Sitting down on a bench]
[GIRL]: [Inquisitively] What place is that, Grandma?
[GRANDMA]: Nome, Alaska.
[GRANDMA]: It's a small town almost on top of the world.
[GRANDMA]: Hmm. Now, that really was in the middle of nowhere, sweetheart.
[GRANDMA]: In the cold winter of 1925...
[GRANDMA]: [Very thoughtful] ...it was snowing hard.
[Fading to animation. Wide track of snowy land with mountains and pine trees]
[GRANDMA]: Back then, the fastest and most reliable way of getting around...
[GRANDMA]: ...was with teams of dogs pulling long sleds.
[GRANDMA]: Races were held every year...
[GRANDMA]: ...to find out the best team.
[Dogs barking in the distance]
[GRANDMA]: And the competition was very fierce.
[Camera cut in front of oncoming dog team]
[Music builds]
[Dogs barking]
[MUSHER1]: Mush!!
[MUSHER1]: Giddap, boy! Hut-ya! Hut-ya!
[MUSHER1]: Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
[Another team of dogs approaches from their right]
[Dogs panting]
[Musher continues shouting]
[Camera shows a narrow gap between two cliffs]
[Lead dog of second team pushes forward]
[Dog shouts]
[MUSHER2]: Heel! Whoa! Whoa!
[MUSHER2]: Whoa, boy!
[STAR]: Steele! We're not gonna make it!
[Steele kicks Star] [Steele growls and grunts]
[MUSHER2]: Easy, now. Easy! Steele! Hold back, hold back, hold back.
[Steele grunts and snarls]
[Steele snaps at the other dog team's paws]
[Dog yelps and trips. The entire team wipes out]
[Steele's team barks and pants]
[MUSHER1]: [Yells] Steele!
[STEELE]: [Panting] Hah!
[MUSHER2]: Get in line! Get in line!
[MUSHER2]: Mush! Mush!
[Gun fires signaling three-mile marker]
[Camera transitions to the town]
[MAN]: It's the three-mile marker!
[Applause, cheering]
[Balto pulls Boris up by the head in his jaw]
[Boris gasps and squawks]
[BORIS]: Get your slobbery mouth off me!
[Balto obeys]
[BALTO]: Come on, lets go Boris!
[BALTO]: We can cut around the back and catch the end of the race.
[BORIS]: Oh, no. No, no, no, no. I'm a delicate country bird.
[BORIS]: [Whining] I hate going into town.
[BALTO]: Ah, come on. What's the worst that could happen?
[Boris prepares counterpoint, but is carried away forcefully by Balto]
[Boris screams]
[BORIS]: [Muttering] Please! Bleh!
[BORIS]: [On his feet again] Why do I let you talk me into these things?
[Boris falls and screams]
[Boris gets caught on the rack with dead birds]
[BORIS]: Aye. Aaaaah! [As butcher grabs his foot]
[Boris squawks]
[Butcher rips out Boris's tail feathers]
[BORIS]: Guh! [Takes back feathers]
[BUTCHER]: Huh?
[BORIS]: [Applying feathers] What the--
[BUTCHER]: Yeah? [Pulls out butcher knife]
[Boris screams and grunts]
[Butcher raises knife in the air.
[Boris screams and gasps]
[Balto pulls Boris away from the knife, laughing]
[BUTCHER]: Bring that back, you thief!
[Muffled quacks]
[BORIS]: [Muffled] You are putting me down now, Mr. Golden Retriever?
[BALTO]: [Chuckles] Whatever you say, Boris.
[BORIS]: Every time there's a race, you run around like you're in it.
[BALTO]: Maybe one day I will be.
[BORIS]: Heel, boy!
[BORIS]: [Falling down rooftop] Boris Goosetenov is no spring chicken! Aaah!
[Crashing, as Boris falls through skylight and out another window]
[BORIS]: I'm no spring penguin, either!
[BORIS]: [Trying to fly] It's cold! [Shivers, falls, screams]
[Balto laughs as he catches Boris]
[Flare signals two-mile marker]
[MAN]: Look! The two-mile mark!
[BALTO]: Come on, we don't want to miss the finish. [Pants]
[BORIS]: [Sarcastically] Oh, that would be a tragedy!
[Balto runs past Boris, spinning him into the snow]
[Boris screams]
[BORIS]: I was being sarcastic.
[Camera switches to the inside of Mr. Johanssen's shop]
[ROSY'S FATHER]: [Chuckles] Okay, you can open your eyes now.
[Rosy opens her eyes and sees a brand new sled]
[ROSY]: Oh! [Gasps] [Giggles]
[Jenna barks happily]
[ROSY]: I love these rudders! I love this brush bow!
[ROSY]: I love this sled! Jenna, Jenna, you're lead dog!
[Rosy's parents chuckle]
[Rosy harnesses Jenna to the new sled]
[ROSY]: Okay, just a minute. Come on, mush!
[ROSY'S MOTHER]: Then you'll need this.
[Rosy's mother puts a musher's hat on Rosy's head]
[ROSY]: [Gasps] A real musher's hat!
[ROSY]: We're a real sled team now! Mush!
[Adults chuckle as Rosy and Jenna sled outside]
[ROSY'S FATHER]: Mr. Johanssen, the sled is beautiful.
[ROSY'S MOTHER]: We're very grateful.
[Rosy enters again]
[ROSY]: [Hugs her mother] Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!
[ROSY'S FATHER]: Rosy's grateful too, huh? [Hands Mr. Johanssen some cash]
[MR. JOHANSSEN]: Yeah, so I gather. [Accepting the cash]
[ROSY]: Watch this!
[ROSY'S MOTHER]: Coming, sweetheart.
[ROSY'S FATHER]: I don't know, honey. I think we should've gotten her the dollhouse.
[Flare signals one-mile marker]
[ROSY]: It's the one-mile marker! Mush, Jenna, mush!
[Jenna barks]
[ROSY]: Let's win this race! Whoo!
[ROSY'S MOTHER]: I think she'll learn to like it. [Kisses Rosy's father]
[Transitions to parade-like setting]
[ROSY]: Jenna, easy, girl. Whoa!
[BOY]: Dad, I'm cold.
[DIXIE]: Good morning, Jenna.
[DIXIE]: Oughta be a close race, don't ya think?
[DIXIE]: Maybe even neck and neck.
[SYLVIE]: Say something about her new collar before she gets whiplash.
[JENNA]: Uh, Dixie, what a pretty collar. Is it new?
[DIXIE]: [Staring at collar] What? This old thing? Yeah.
[DIXIE]: Do you think, um, Steele will notice?
[Sylvie rolls her eyes]
[JENNA]: I'm afraid the only way Steele notices anyone is if they're wearing a mirror.
[MAN]: Watch that corner, son!
[CROWD]: They're coming!
[Dogs bark]
[Crowd cheers]
[Dogs continue barking as the team rounds the corner]
[MUSHER]: Come on, Steele!
[WOMAN]: You can do it!
[Balto enters to watch the end of the race]
[ROSY]: Jenna! Stay, girl.
[Crowd cheers]
[WOMAN]: You can still do it!
[Balto notices Jenna]
[Cheering continues]
[ROSY]: Jenna! Jenna. [Laughing]
[Jenna barks]
[ROSY]: Bulldog. Come on, Steele!
[Wind blows Rosy's musher hat away]
[ROSY]: [Gasps] Oh, no!
[Musher hat lands in the way of the oncoming dog team]
[ROSY]: My hat!
[Dog team passes Balto]
[Balto races after them, passing the dogs one by one]
[MAN1]: It's that stray dog!
[MAN2]: He's gonna ruin the race!
[Boris squeezes through the crowd, muttering]
[Boris screams]
[Balto begins to pass Steele]
[STEELE]: Hey, out of my way, lobo.
[Steele grunts and snarls]
[Steele snaps at Balto's paws]
[Balto jumps, lands and grabs the hat from danger]
[Rosy and Jenna gasp at the close call]
[Dogs bark, crowds cheer as the race finishes]
[BORIS, to Balto]: [Shrieks] When will you learn to stay on the sidelines!
[The passing dog sled team showers Boris with snow]
[Cheering continues]
[BORIS]: [Clearing snow from his eyes and mouth] Pwah!
[Camera transitions to the telegraph station]
[Telegraph beeps]
[TELEGRAPHER]: To Juneau Daily Chronicle. Stop.
[Telegrapher's dog's ears mimic the beeping]
[TELEGRAPHER]: Steele wins first place of season. Stop.
[Beeping continues]
[Telegrapher's dog groans and scratches his ears with his leg]
[TELEGRAPHER]: Three-time winner keeps golden collar. Stop.
[Telegrapher's dog chomps on his own leg]
[TELEGRAPHER]: Nome. Stop.
[TELEGRAPHER, to Telegrapher's dog]: [Patting dog] That Steele is some dog, huh, Morris?
[Morris's pupils mimic the continued beeping]
[Telegrapher chuckles rhythmically]
[Camera transitions to the crowd outside]
[Cheering continues]
[NIKKI, to Steele]: Congratulations der, boss, der.
[NIKKI]: It was a pleasure running behind youse. Of course, the view got monotonous.
[KALTAG]: [Speaking quickly] You are the most amazing, the most exalted, the most preeminent, the most top-drawer--
[STAR, interupting Kaltag]: You won! [Laughing]
[Kaltag growls and hits Star on the head]
[MUSHER, to Photographer]: Hmm, I don't know. Do you think maybe Steele's losing his edge?
[PHOTOGRAPHER]: Yeah, looks like just about any dog could outrun him.
[Steele overhears conversation and snarls]
[ROSY]: Balto!
[Steele whips his head around]
[Balto returns musher's hat to Rosy and Jenna]
[ROSY]: What a crazy thing to do, just to show off to a pretty girl.
[Balto smiles at the flustered Jenna, who smiles but looks away]
[ROSY]: I'm sure Jenna would love to have you on her team.
[Rosy attempts to harness Balto to her sled, but Rosy's father runs over]
[ROSY'S FATHER]: Hey, hey! Rosy stay away from him! [Kicks snow at Balto]
[ROSY]: Dad!
[Balto walks away]
[ROSY'S FATHER]: He might bite you, honey. He's part wolf.
[ROSY]: Oh, now you've hurt his feelings.
[Steele laughs devilishly and approaches Jenna]
[ROSY'S FATHER, to Rosy]: Come on, now. [They exit]
[Dixie and Sylvie rush in front of Steele]
[DIXIE]: Congratulations and felicitations, Steele.
[STEELE]: [Walking by them] Ladies.
[Dixie shudders]
[STEELE]: Hi there, Jenna. Enjoy the race?
[JENNA]: Yeah. Almost as much as you did.
[STEELE]: Thanks. Jenna, let's go celebrate.
[STEELE]: I know where all the bones are buried.
[JENNA]: I don't know, Steele. Suddenly I've lost my appetite.
[STEELE]: Ohh. [Flexing his shoulders]
[Jenna starts walking away]
[STEELE]: Well, maybe your taste runs more toward... wolf.
[JENNA]: [Turns around] Hmph.
[ROSY]: Jenna! Come on, girl. We're going back home.
[JENNA]: Sorry, Steele. My girl is calling me.
[Dixie re-enters]
[DIXIE]: On the other hand...
[DIXIE]: ...my girl is away at boarding school. [Playing with Steele's collar]
[Steele walks away, groans and belches]
[DIXIE]: Whoa! Oh, oh!
[Camera transitions to Balto and Boris walking in an alley]
[Boris tries to think of a way to cheer Balto up]
[Boris gasps, raises his wing, sighs and lowers it]
[ROSY, in the distance]: Jenna!
[BALTO]: Huh?
[Balto follows the noise, bumping into Jenna]
[JENNA]: [Surprised] Oooh.
[BALTO]: [Nervous chuckle] Jenna, I, uh--
[ROSY'S FATHER]: Jenna!
[ROSY]: Jen, come on!
[Balto disappears]
[ROSY'S FATHER]: Jenna! Come here, girl.
[Balto watches her run off, sighing]
[BORIS]: Balto, there's some things I can't do for you.
[BALTO]: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[BORIS]: I'm goose, not cupid.
[STEELE]: [Steps into view] Didn't make the team, Bingo?
[BORIS, whispering to Balto]: Don't listen to him. Don't look at him. Live a long life.
[BALTO, to Steele]: My name's Balto.
[BORIS, to himself]: But you can call him "idiot."
[STEELE]: I'm sorry. Balto. Balto the half-breed.
[Nikki, Kaltag and Star enter, laughing]
[STEELE, to Boris]: Frail goose, you a half-breed too, huh?
[BORIS]: [Nervously] Ooh.
[STEELE]: Part...turkey? [Knocking Boris down]
[BORIS]: Waahaaha! [Falling into a platter]
[NIKKI]: Good wordplay there, boss. Yeah.
[KALTAG]: You are the wittiest, the quickest. You are the drollest, the cleverest, the sharpest...
[NIKKI]: Yeah.
[KALTAG]: You are the most "hilariousest."
[STAR, interupting Kaltag]: You crack me up. [Laughs hysterically]
[Kaltag hits Star on the head]
[STAR]: Whoopee! [Falls over]
[BALTO]: Steele, just leave him out of this.
[Dogs taunting]
[STEELE]: Oh, Balto, I've got a message for your mother. [Howls like a wolf]
[Dogs laugh, and join in howling]
[KALTAG]: Hi mom!
[Balto growls]
[KALTAG]: Hey, Balto, translate this for me, will ya? [Howls]
[STAR]: What's "wolf" for "go chase your tail"?
[BORIS]: Balto, stop! [Grabbing onto Balto's tail]
[Balto continues growling]
[Howling continues]
[STEELE]: Whoa!
[STEELE]: Get him.
[Nikki, Kaltag and Star bark and snarl at Balto]
[STEELE]: Get outta here, wolfdog. You better get back to your pack.
[BORIS, to Balto]: Maybe it's the unrelenting fear talking, but I'm seeing wisdom in this advice.
[Balto stops growling]
[BORIS]: Maybe we go now, huh? Now!
[All laughing]
[Steele, Nikki, Kaltag and Star kick up snow at Balto and Boris]
[KALTAG]: I'm thinking Balto's friend's got his feathers ruffled.
[STAR]: That gets your goose! I get it!
[Laughing continues]
[A rock gets kicked up and hits Balto in the head]
[NIKKI]: Half-wolf in the side pocket there.
[All laugh]
[KALTAG]: That was the most dead center, the most on target, the most down the middle--
[STAR, interupting Kaltag]: Ya hit him! [Laughs]
[Kaltag grunts and groans]
[STAR]: Eheh. [Covers the top of his head]
[Kaltag hits Star in the jaw]
[STAR]: Guuh! [Falls down]
[Steele laughs and exits]
[NIKKI]: That son of a--
[KALTAG]: He is the most malicious, the most disgusting,...
[Star whines as he stands up]
[KALTAG]: ...the most obnoxious, the most revolting, the most...
[NIKKI]: Yeah.
[KALTAG]: ...repulsive and the most--
[STAR, interupting Kaltag]: He's no lap dog. [Laughs, then gasps]
[Kaltag raises his paw]
[STAR, shaking his head]: Ehehehe. [Hits himself on the head]
[Star groans and falls down]
[Camera transitions to the outskirts of Nome, near Balto's boat]
[Balto sniffs the air]
[Camera reveals a wolf pack]
[Balto spots wolves]
[Wolves howl]
[BALTO]: Hmm. [Lowers ears]
[Balto turns away from wolves]
[Boris sighs]
[BORIS, to himself]: Not a dog, not a wolf.
[BORIS, to himself]: All he knows is what he is not.
[BORIS, to himself]: If only he could see what he is. [Sighs]
[Boris snaps his "fingers"]
[Balto walks past Boris]
[Boris chews on a bone, acting like a dog]
[Boris squawks and slurps water like a dog]
[Balto continues walking, ignoring Boris's efforts]
[BORIS]: Hmm. [Swallows mouthful of water]
[Balto crawls in a blanket]
[A toy cat sqeaks, rolling past Balto. It crashes]
[Boris grins and waves at Balto]
[Boris walks in front of Balto]
[BORIS]: Hey! Hey! [Dancing to a loud march]
(Unfinished)
