Whoa! A Newton Cellphone
Malena Bower
I started viewing the Gadgeteer site before the Compaq ipaq came out and picked one up after Y2K. Tech changes were slow then and few people carried any electronics in their pockets. Now everyone has a cell phone without knowing how it came about. Today I get more excited about a new toaster oven than a cellphone. I hope Apple can develop something that will compel me to camp out in line again. Thanks for your continuing interest in gadgets.
Welcome to San Francisco,the city by the bay.Home to 30,000 fre hydrants, 4 million tennisballs and very liberal pooper-scooper laws.My name is Lucky. I'm a dog, in case youhadn't guessed, and I belong to this man.You remember Dr Dolittle, right?The guy who can talk to animals?If you don't, let me jog your memory.He's a doctor and he talks to animals.Anyways, he's busier than ever.Doctor, you've got Mr Carson at ten fora full workup. Mr Wennington's EKG's at 12.- Mrs Bloom's got a bad rash. I told her 11.15.- Got you.Buster's deworming is at 12.30. Misty's coughis back. I put her in at one. Then neuters.- Rotary Club dinner tonight.- Kennel Club tomorrow.OK, push Mr Carson to 11. I'll deworm Busterat 12, do the EKG at 12.30. Move Misty to 1.15.And, Lucky, stop mixing up my charts.Last week I almost neutered Mr Panitch.From what I hear,you'd be doing Mrs Panitch a favour.Any time, ladies. Thank you.No matter how busy he got,Doc always found time to help animals.- Hi. My name is Bandit.- How you doin', Bandit?- And I'm a stray.- That's OK. We're all strays.I know how hard it is the first time.Take your time.- One paw at a time, Bandit.- That's true.That's right. Never give up hope, Bandit.And notjust Bandit. All you dogs, listen.Every dog in here can find a familyand be somebody's best friend.Let me hear you say that.Say: I am somebody's best friend.- I am somebody's best friend.- One more time:I am somebody's best friend!- I am somebody's best friend.- That's right. That's right.Also, there's a family in North Beachtrying to find a good watchdog.Somebody house-broken and great with kids.Anyone got a background in security?That'd be Rusty. Rusty's a watchdog.- Who's Rusty?- Rusty... Oh, no. Rusty!- This better be important.- No, uh, never mind, Rusty.It says "Must not lick......all the time. "Every zoo in the country had a job for him. Hewas especially good at matters of the heart.How long's it beensince you made baby turtles?Not that long, maybe 20 years.It'll be 48 years next Monday.OK, I see the problem.Listen, I'm gonna give you these pills.- Crush 'em up and put 'em in your food.- What do they do?Oh...Oh-oh, yeah, you're lookin' fine.Ho-ho, comin' atcha, baby!In fact, he became an international celebrity,travelling from Alaska to Australia.I'm here with the world-famous Dr Dolittle,who actually speaks with animals.Now, what we're gonna do is sneak up onand rescue this unsuspecting alligator.We're quiet so he doesn't know we're here.The trick with catching this alligatoris to be wary of those teeth...Hey, Dolittle, see what I'm doing is allowingSteve to think I don't know he's back there......wait until he tries to grab me, turn on himand, Bob's your uncle, bite his arm off!I'm gonna have to getmy arm round his neck...- Hey, Steve, he knows we're here.- Sh, don't blow the element of surprise.Now!Oh!Crikey, me arm!It seemed everybody wanted a piece ofthe good doctor, and his family understood.- Thank you.- Well, most of them did.But we'll get to that part in a minute.Right now I gotta answer the door.- Yeah, who's there?- Hey, it's me. I forgot my key. Open up.Well, then I guess you'll have to beg, huh?Come on, boy, beg.Come on. Get it? Role reversal.Cos usually it's the human......that says to the dog...- I know you better open up the door 'fore I...Just open the door, Lucky.- Seeing as you feed me, I'll let you in.- OK. Thank you. Thank you.- Guess who's back from France.- John?Hey. Hey!- Hey, sweetie.- How you doin'?Aaaah!I got you a present from Paris.- That's for me?- Yes, for you, for us.- Oh!- Yeah, I can enjoy this present as well!You know what would be a nice present?If you could keep that flockof your faithful away.I'm sorry. I'll talk to them later.- Daddy!- Hey, baby. How are you doin'?- Look, I got you a little present from Mexico.- Ooh, gracias. I wonder what it is.Agh! Earthquake! 911!- No, I wouldn't shake it.- Ow, my spleen! That hurt!- Oh! He's so cute. Thanks, Dad.- Hey, this isn't Puerto Vallarta.It's a chameleon. It can change colour.The blendmaster is in the house.I'm gonna disappear like old baby's daddy.Now you see me.Boomph. Now you don't, eh?- No, we can still see you.- I'm not gone? I'm not invisible?- You did remember it's Charisse's birthday?- Sure. Did you remember to get the cake?- Charisse doesn't want a family birthday.- What's that about?- We always celebrate together.- You have anything green?- Take this thing to your room, please.- Guacamole? A zucchini? A big pickle?- She's got a date.- I suck.A date?- A date with who?- I didn't ask. She's a big girl now, John.We'll see about this date thing.Where's the birthday girl at?- She's unreachable.- What do you mean? Where is she?She's in her room with the door lockedand headphones on. Try paging her.She's in the house and she's unreachable?!I'm supposed to page her in my own house?OK, we'll see if I'm gonna page.I ain't paging nothin'.Careful, Doc, she's 16. That's a tough age.Hey. Charisse, open this door!- Do you believe this? Hey!- Try her cell.I'm not calling on the cellphonewhile she's in her bedroom.Hey!Charisse!Open the door!OK. All right. OK.OK!Agh!Charisse!Those teenagers, Doc.They can drive a man to drink.Hey.- What are you drinkin'?- Gatorade.Oh, really? Give it to me.- Gatorade make wine now, huh?- Blah!You better slow down.- Which one of you is Dolittle?- What now?- I have a message from the boss.- From the who?The Godbeaver.Save the questions and come with me.You know the rules. You just don't come uphere. Make an appointment. An appointment!Now, go! Tell the beaverto make an appointment.I can't. I'll end up sleeping with the fishes.How's it gonna look in the paper if Dr Dolittlethrows a possum off the roof? Not right.- Now, leave! Cos I will.- Watch your tone, buddy.Charisse!- Talk.- This is Daddy.- Hey!- I got a couple of questions for you.I wanna know how come I gotta climbup a side of a building to talk to you...Dad, where are you?- Dad! Dad, what are you doing?- What? This is the only way I can reach you!What are you doin' in here?What's all of this?- You do that in public?- Dance? Of course.That's not dancing. That's advertising.Why don't you want a family birthday?Having dinner with your family iswhat you do when you're young, not 16.- Besides, I have a date.- Bring your date with you. You're coming.Cool! "Eric, my parents and my little sisterwill be joining us on our date. "No, he's gonna be joining usat a family event. We have it every year.I don't even know why...- What's this?- Dad, that's private.I can see why it's private. It's embarrassing.Charisse, you got two Cs and a D on here.Embarrassing? Dad, you are the last personto talk about anything being embarrassing.What are you talkin' about?What's that supposed to mean?Argh!So I should stop doing what I do and helpinganimals because you find it embarrassing?- That's not gonna happen.- That's right it's not, so forget it.You're comin' to dinner. Look at this.- No cellphone for a week.- What am I gonna do without my cellphone?Here's some stamps. You can learnto write a letter. You think I care?Look at me. Do I look like I care?Just look. Look at me.No, Charisse, look at me.Do I look like I care? Look.I don't care.This is unbelievable. She has50 numbers in here, not one is mine.- You shouldn't be looking at that.- Why not?"Biggie Mack Cell. ""Biggie Mack Pager. " "Biggie Mack Home. "- Who the hell is Biggie Mack?- I don't know, John.I'm gonna find out who Biggie Mack is. I don'tlike that name. What kind of name is that?- What is that?- Marcus's cellphone.- Cellphone?- Mm-hm.- When did he get a cellphone?- Last week.- What are you doing? John!- Sh. I'm checking out Biggie Mack.Hello.- Hey, who is this?- Who is this?- Is this Biggie Mack?- Who wants to know?- Hey, I'm asking the questions here, punk.- What?- How old are you?- None of your business!What if I make it my business to find out?- Are you threatenin' me?- I don't make threats. I'm promisin' you...- Is this John Dolittle?- Hi. I'm so sorry, that's a wrong number.- It's a grown man on the end of that phone.- I wish I could say the same thing about you.- The door.- I hear the door.- Go get that door!- Who am I - Mr French? I got to get doors?Coming!Hey, Dr D. Wassup? It's me.Me? Who's Me? Back up, Me.I'm sayin', you gonna let me in?- Dr D, what's goin' on?- Excuse me?Remember me? Eric. Domino's Pizza?Extra cheese, anchovies, tomatoes...- You're the pizza guy.- Yeah.- Thanks, man. Did I forget to give you a tip?- No, you gave me somethin' better than a tip.- I'm gonna take care of you cos...- Hey, Eric.Wassup, baby? You ready?- Whoa, whoa, wait. This is your date?- Dad, Eric. Eric, Dad.- My man! Wassup? Wassup?- Um, Eric, no.- We have to stay here and eat dinner.- Huh?It's cool with me.Charisse, don't be like that. You're gonnaruin dinner for everybody. Come on, now.You know what, Pops? Don't even sweatthat, man. I know how to take care of her.Pops?When Charisse was a year and a half,she didn't want to wear diapers any more.- Remember that?- John.She had accidents around the house cosshe didn't have it down yet. We'd have piles...- Dad, you had to go there, didn't you?- Come on, this is family.- It's cool. I'm actually learnin' something.- Really?Interesting you never learntto take off your hat at the table.Isn't your head getting hot?Mine is, just lookin' at you in that hat.Sixteen!Just think, Charisse, in two yearsyou'll be out of this house and off to college.One year, ten months, sixteen days.Berkeley's a close college. If you went there,you could live at home and save money.That's a good idea, but I've reserveda U-Haul for the day I graduate high school.Oh. You've reserved a U-Haul already?Uh, Dad, someone to see you.Yo. Step outside.- Thank you, sweetie. Excuse me, darling.- Bye, Dad. Love you.I love you too. Excuse me, Eric.- Yeah. Hey, yo. Yo, down here. OK.- Now, what do you want?First of all, the beaver sendsbirthday greetings to your lovely daughter.Oh, really? Very nice. Go tellthe beaver he's getting on my nerves.Oh, what you gettin' bent out of shape for?He only wants a moment of your time.- What if I say no?- You don't wanna go down that road.Tell the beavereight o'clock, my office, tomorrow.Oh! The beaver don't travel for nobody. Heknows you're busy and he'll remember this......but this is truly a life-or-death situation.All right, shut up. Listen.My car, 7am. All right?Hey, this is good news.The beaver likes good news.- Thank you.- Jimmy, get the car.