Maymay: Well, what do we do now? Our mom is dead, our dad is dead, and you’re the oldest, Lu. Help us, please!
Lu: Well, how am I supposed to know what to do? I might be the oldest, but that doesn’t mean I’m the smartest.
Rili: Yeah. She’s not very smart. Not at all. (Snickers)
Lu: Hey! (Growls and barks at Rili)
Nicholette: All right, pack. Listen up! If we want to be good dogs that can join one ...