Air Bud Page #2

[ Whistles ]

[ Barking ]

Hey, boy. Want me to get|those rags off ya ?

- [ Growls ]|- [ Gasps ]

Yes, Mrs. Grayson, I know,|but that account needs to be zeroed out.

[ Gasping ]|Mm. I know.

Could you hold on a minute ?|I have another call. Thanks.

Hi. Hello ? Oh, hi ! Weren't you guys|supposed to start wallpapering today ?

-Josh, would you eat something, please ?|- I don't know why

[ Grunting ]

Whoa.

[ Dog Panting ]

You like basketball ?

Hey, boy, come and get it !|Come and get it !

Hey, boy.

Good boy.

Okay, in you go.

Come on.

Come on.

[ Grunting ]

Come on. My mom's|gonna be home at 5:00.

Wait a minute.

Hey, boy ! Yeah, good boy, good boy.|You want it, boy ?

You want the ball ?|You want the ball ?

Yeah, go get it,|go get it.

Splish, splash|I was takin' a bath

Long about a Saturday night

Rub, dub|Just relaxin' in the tub

Thinkin' everything|was all right

Well, I stepped out the tub|put my feet on the floor

I wrapped the towel around me|and I opened the door

And a splish splash|I jumped back in the bath

Well, how was I to know|there was a party goin' on

There was|a-splishin' and a-splashin'

Reelin' with the feelin'|movin' and a-groovin'|rockin' and a-rollin'

Yeah

Bing, bang|I saw the whole gang

Dancin' on|my living room rug, yeah

- Flip, flop they was doin' the bop |- Stay, buddy.

All the teens|had the dancin' bug

Yeah, there was Lollipop|with Peggy Sue

Good golly, Miss Molly|wasn't even there too

With a splish, splash

[ Blower Humming ]

Rollin' and a-strollin'|reelin' with the feelin'

Movin' and a-groovin'|splishin' and a-splashin'

Oh, yeah

- Josh, I'm home !|- Buddy, stay.

And don't move until I come back.

- There you go.|- [ Mumbling ]

Hi, Mom !|Can I help with the groceries ?

- Excuse me ?|- Can I help with the groceries ?

How was your day ?

Okay, what's going on ?

What's wrong ?

Nothing ! Can't a guy even help|his mom with the groceries ?

What did you do ?

Mom, do you remember|when I used to have a hamster ?

- You want another hamster ?|- No !

- Not exactly.|- Josh, spit it out !

Oh, my God.

[ Mom Screaming ]|Oh, my God !

[ Screaming Continues ]

No !

Buddy ! Ew !

So, can I keep him ?

[ Barking ]

Oh, here.

I got an idea.

Josh, would you|come in here, please ?

Uh-oh. Buddy, you gotta|stay here, okay ?

Buddy, no.

- You gotta stay outside.|- [ Dog Whimpers ]

- Hey, Mom, you wanted to see me ?|- What are you doing ?

- What do you mean ?|- The box.

- The box ?|- Don't get funny with me, Josh.

- I know what you're doing.|- What am I doing ?

You are making a home for him,|and this is not his home.

- The next thing you know--|- Mom, we can't leave him|out in the rain.

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