Open on a city street. A garbage truck drives by toward screen right.

CatDog follows, Dog running and yipping "Garbage! Garbage!", Cat bouncing along behind, as usual, screaming. They continue through the streets. Cat gets flung around as Dog makes tight turns, crashing into all sorts of things (lamp posts, hydrants, fruit carts, even through a department store [we here him yell things like "Do have this in a 10?" and "Hello, girls," before crashing out the other side of the building, screaming some more]).

The truck finally comes to a stop, in a familiar, rundown neighborhood. Dog rests, panting; a battered Cat, covered in squashed fruit and various clothes, just lies there, groaning in pain. Then we hear:
 

CLIFF: "Hey, what are youse guys doin' here?"

SHRIEK: "Let's get 'em!"

LUBE: "uh, yeah, get 'em."
 

The Greasers charge toward CatDog. Cat screams, Dog doesn't notice. Cat gets heavily pummeled, Dog is left alone (swirling cartoon cloud of dust and fists, over Cat only).

The garbage truck starts up, and Dog starts running after it again, pulling Cat out from under the Greasers, who stop fighting and look perplexedly at each other, about to pummel themselves.
 

We follow the garbage truck and CatDog to their house, where Dog starts chasing the surprised mailman. Cat gets wrapped around the mailbox, while Dog catches the mailman. He walks back triumphantly with a piece of the uniform in his mouth.
 

DOG: "Boy, that was fun, eh, Cat?"

CAT: (extremely battered at this point, moans something)

DOG: "What, Cat?"

CAT: (angrily) "No, Dog! That wasn't fun! I can't take this kind of fun anymore! Your senseless charging around will be the death of me ([under his breath] well, I did find this fetching skirt and a nice fruit salad, but...)! No, Dog, it is time we got separated, once and for all."

DOG: "But, how?"

CAT: (spotting an envelope on the ground and grabbing it) "Ah, with this, Dog. Ow! (Wincing in pain from the movement of getting the envelope) Drag me inside and I'll show you."
 

Cut to their living room, where a massive collection of electronics and machinery (high-tech computers, transistors, wooden gears and the like, computer screen and menacing looking chamber emphasized) looms.

CAT, rising into view, gesturing back to the machine: "This, Dog, will solve all my, er, all our problems."

DOG, gazing up in awe: "Wowie! What is it?"

CAT: "A Canine/Feline Splicing-Dividing Device...Thingie!(flash of lightning and thunder) It can attach, or, more importantly, separate, any cat and dog with the push of a few buttons. I've been putting it together for months..."

DOG:(no sarcasm) "Gee, I hadn't noticed. How did you know how to build it?"

CAT: "With this correspondence class I sent for." (holds up a booklet)

DOG, reading, kind of slowly: "'How to Build a Canine/Feline Splicing-Dividing Device Thingie (lightning, thunder) in Twelve Easy Steps. Huh, neat."

CAT: "Yes, very neat, and with this last instruction book, it'll be complete! (Leafs through booklet) Let's see here, what do I need? Hmmm...(continues leafing through instructions while Dog talks)

DOG, looking up nervously at the machine now: "But Cat, I don't think I want to be divided. It sounds painful." (Shivers)

CAT, looks up from reading: "Oh, but Dog, I'll be free from your little bouts of running around. And, you won't have to drag me around everywhere anymore." (Goes back to studying instructions).

DOG, whines worriedly: "But Cat, I don't mind dragging you around."

CAT: "Of course you do."

WINSLOW enters : "C'mon, Dog, I woulda thought you'd wanna get rid of that unsightly growth on your rear end, heh heh."

CAT: "(distractedly) Yes, exactly... hey, wait (looks up, glares at Winslow) no one asked for your opinion, rodent, so get lost."

WINSLOW, walking away now: "Heh, sure. Go ahead and fry yourselves for all I care.(Dog gasps at this) It ain't gonna work anyway."

CAT: "Of course it'll work, and its not going to fry us. After all, I built it. (Dog looks positively terrified at this, whimpering loudly, shivering). All I need to do is find out how to power it...ah, here it is ( inside shot of book showing a running wheel and a mouse). Well, I'll be...(to Winslow) come back here you .

Cat reaches over, grabs Winslow, and puts him in a running wheel inside the machinery covered with a clear door.

WINSLOW: "Hey what are you doing! Put me down! Don't put me in there! Hey! Hey! (Pounds on clear door covering the running wheel)

CAT: "Amazing, an actual use for the little twerp. I wondered what that sticker was for (points to a logo saying 'Rodent Inside', styled similar to 'Intel Inside').

WINSLOW: "Let me out, Cat! I'm not gonna be a part of your sick machine."

CAT: "Heh, heh, too late, Winslow, you already are. Now start running. I hate to say this, but it won't work with out you."

WINSLOW: "But what do I get out of it?"

CAT: "Fine, hmmm...how about if I promise to move out once I've been detached from Dog?"

WINSLOW: "Hey, great! It's a deal. I probably woulda done it anyway, just to see if you're as much freaks apart as you are together, heh!"(starts running on wheel)

CAT: "Fine. (Turns to a still very worried Dog) C'mon, Dog, let's get this show on the road. (moves toward chamber).

DOG, not moving: "But, Cat, I don't wanta be divided!"

CAT: "Sure you do, come...on (pulls Dog toward the chamber).

DOG, fighting back: "No I don't wanta!"

CAT, straining to pull Dog in: "Yes...you...do! (Gives a mighty heave and Dog flies into the chamber with a yelp, slamming the door shut behind him).

DOG, somewhat muffled behind door: "Cat, I wanna be sedated first!"

CAT, muffled also: "Don't be silly, it won't hurt a bit."
 

The machinery really springs to life, sparks shoot around, the chamber starts glowing and we here shrieks and yowls from inside. The computer screen lights up with a schematic of CatDog, and starts going through a sequence showing them starting to divide. It shows Cat as being complete, with a tail and proper hind legs, but something comes loose from the machine, and Dog's sequence is apparently aborted (a panel labeled "MALFUNCTION" starts to flash). More shrieks and yowls from the chamber, then things begin to quiet down. The machine dies down, and the door to the chamber opens, with billows of smoke. We see a silhouette of Cat moving forward, then he stumbles and falls out of the chamber.
 

CAT: "Whoo, a little more painful than the ad said it would be. (Looks back at his new rear, with a tail and no Dog, waggles it back and forth) Hey! Look at me! I'm a full cat now! Wow! Great! (tries to walk around, but his hind legs won't cooperate, and he trips) Oof! Boy, having four legs is going to take some getting used to, heh heh. But at least I'm free now. Free from Dog! Oops, Dog. (looks back into the chamber) Dog! Come on out, let's see how you look. (Moves back into chamber) Dog? Dog! Where are you! He's gone! (turns to Winslow, still in the wheel) Winslow! Dog's gone!

WINSLOW, panting from running: "'Course he's gone, that's what you wanted, isn't it?"

CAT, panicked: "No! No, I just didn't want to be stuck to him anymore. Oh, Dog, I'm so sorry (head in hands, starts weeping).

WINSLOW, points to the computer screen, where an icon in the shape of Dog's head is blinking: "Isn't that Dog there?"

CAT, looks to screen: "What, where?!" (moves to computer) "Dog?"

Cat clicks the icon, it opens up to show a more angular, computerized Dog, from the "waist" up. This "CyberDog" stretches and yawns as if waking up. The background moves around on its own (think Max Headroom).

DOG: "Ow, stop poking me, Cat, I'm awake."

CAT, aghast: "Dog! You're...you're...IN the computer! H-how?"

DOG, looking around: "Oo, wow kaboodles. Craaazy. It sure is wierd in here, Cat. (Sways) Ugh, I'm getting dizzy. Um...how do I get out?"

CAT: "I don't know, I don't know! Just stay put; I'll see what I can do." (Fiddles with controls)

DOG looks around the edge of the screen: "Hmmm..." He presses against one "wall" inside the computer, and suddenly starts zipping along the wires around the machine and the room in a bluish lighting bolt vaguely shaped like Dog.

CAT, watching Dog zip around: "Dog! What are you doing, stay put!"

DOG enters the television sets on the other side of the room: "Look, Cat, I'm on t.v.! (laughs)"

CAT: " Dog, this is serious. Come back over here so I can get you back to normal."

DOG shakes his head: "No way, Cat this is too much fun!" Dog zips all over the house along the electrical lines, causing a few things to blow up when he passes by. Then he stops back in the computer, hearing a distant truck, and perks his ears: "Truck... Garbage Truck!"

CAT: "What? Oh no! Dog, no, stay right there!"
 

Dog leaves the computer screen toward the left, and then we see him travel along a wire to the wall then outside along a power line, following the garbage truck, sort of saying/sparking "Garbage! Garbage!"

CAT stumbles to the door, and yells out: "Dog! Come back! Oh, terrific, how am I supposed to get him back? (Turns around to look at the machine) I'm sorry, Dog. You didn't even want to do this. (Looks back outside, at receding truck) But, he does seem happy, and I am free from that stupid chasing. Hmmm..."

WINSLOW: " Cat, you're not thinking of leaving Dog like that, are yah? He really IS more of a freak!"

CAT: "What? No, no, of course not. But, I'm going to have to catch him first, right? So, I better get going."

WINSLOW: "Wait, let me out first, Cat! Cat!"

CAT ignores him and walks out, trips on his hind feet and tumbles down hill to the road: "Darn it, how does everyone else use these things? (Glares at hind feet. Stumbles down the road after Dog and into Nearburg.)
 

Cut to: Garbage truck entering the town, Dog following along a power line. He zips past the truck and stops in a tv in the window of a store.

DOG, looking around: "Truck, truck, where's the truck? Hey, there it is (truck drives by). How'd I get in front of it? Oh well (zips along more power lines following the truck)
 

Cut to: Cat stumbling along a street, getting a few stares from passers by.

CAT, nervously: "Heh, I'm ok, folks, no need to worry, heh. I'm beginning to think this wasn't such a great idea. I just can't get used to these legs. Arg! (Spots the Ingrids, window shopping). Hey, a real chance to show off my new look! (Does his best to walk over to them casually.) Hello, ladies, notice anything...different about me?"

INGRID 1: "Oh, hello, Caht. Um, is it a new haircut?"

CAT: "Ha, ha. Nope. I'm finally free of Dog, that's what's new."

INGRID 2: "Oh dear, where is he, then?"

CAT, looking a bit cross: "Oh, he's off chasing something or other. Anyway, how'd you two like a fun date with a free and easy Cat tonight, hmm?"

INGRID 1: "Maybe, if you can find Dog."

INGRID 2: "I do hope he's alright." (They skate off.)

CAT, grits his teeth, then his feet give out from under him: "Blast. Dog, where are you?"
 

Cut to: Garbage truck again, Dog zips past it and stops in a large, electronic billboard. People see him and run off screaming. The truck drives by, and Dog watches it forlornly.
 

DOG: "Aw, this isn't any fun if I can't catch the truck. Cat, what do you...oh, yea. No Cat. I wonder where he is? (Looks around, sees Taco Depot). Mmm. Tacos."

Dog zips over into a computer screen at the counter in Taco Depot. Dunglap, about to hand a taco to a customer, is startled and drops it. The Greasers are seen in the background. The customer runs off screaming. Dog tries to get at the taco, but can't do anything except lick the back of the screen.

DOG, dejected: "I don't like this anymore, I can't chase things, I can't eat. I don't wanna be electrical anymore."
 

Cut to: outside Taco Depot, with Cat stumbling along.

CAT: "Now, if I were Dog, where would I go?"

The Customer from earlier runs outside, yelling: "Monster, Monster!"

CAT: "Hmm, a monster, in Taco Depot? Must be Dog."

Cat stumbles toward the door. Just then the Greasers run out, and they spot Cat. Cat tries to run away, but just steps on his own feet.

CLIFF: "Hey...is that Cat? There's something different about him."

LUBE: "Uh, a new haircut?"

SHRIEK runs up, jumps on Cat's chest, and grabs him by the neck: "What did you do with Dog, you rotten...cat?!"

CAT, choking: "He's...fine, really!" The Greasers close in and start pummeling. Cat manages to yell out: "Dog! Help!"
 

Inside, a crowd is standing at a fearful distance around the screen that a depressed Dog is currently in.

DOG hears Cat, and snaps out of his misery: "Cat! I'm coming, buddy!" Dog zips out, and stops on a power line right above the Greasers and Cat.

DOG, rising up in a big sparking lightning bolt thing, points to the Greasers: "Hey you, get yer darn paws offa him!" The Greasers stop and look up, terrified. Dog zaps them in classic cartoon electrocution style, and they run off, yipping. Dog moves over to the big billboard, and says: "Cat, are you alright?"

CAT: "Dog! Thanks for the help! But, no, I'm not alright. I can't live like this; I can barely walk, and, well, I (and my social life) need you, Dog. But, you looked like you were having such fun? Do you want to give your freedom up?"

DOG: "YES! I can't stand this! I never wanted to be separated anyway. And you said your machine would work!"

CAT: "And you believed me? C'mon, let's get back to the house and see if we can fix this." (Stands up)

DOG, skeptically: "Like you fixed us the first time?"

CAT: "Uh, exactly." Starts walking, topples over. "Oof."
 

Cut to: their house. Cat is sitting in the chamber, Dog is seen on the computer screen, Winslow still in the wheel.

CAT: "Alright, Winslow, let's see if we can stick ourselves back together. Start running."

WINSLOW: "I dunno, I actually kinda like you two like this, 'scpecially Dog. Heh."

DOG growls.

CAT: "If you don't, I'll throw you in there (points to chamber). How'd you like to be a,a...a WinslowDog, or a CatWinslow?"

Winslow looks terrified, but we hear Dog say offscreen: "Gee, that might be fun!"

WINSLOW, starting to run: "Ok, ok, I'm running, I'm running!"

CAT: "Don't worry, Dog, we'll be good as new in a minute. Whoops!" Trips into the chamber, the door slams shut, screen goes black.
 

Change to: CatDog running after a garbage truck, Cat bouncing along behind. Dog stops on a hill, panting.

DOG: "Isn't this fun, Cat?"

CAT, in pain: "Uh, yeah, sure...Good to have you back, Dog."

DOG: "Good to be back, Cat. Um, you are gonna take that machine apart, right?"

CAT: "Sure, first thing tomorrow. (Sigh) I guess I'm stuck with you forever."

DOG: "Oh, I don't mind." Starts to run after the truck again, then stops. "Cat, do you feel we forgot something?"

CAT: "Um, no."

DOG: "Oh. Oh well." Dog runs on, Cat screaming.
 
 

Cut to: the wheel of the machine. Winslow is still there.

WINSLOW: "Hey! Cat! Dog! Anybody! Get me out! Help! Please!"
 

Iris out on Winslow.