Homeward Bound II: Lost in San Francisco Page #2

You're broadcasting the game?

Hmph. Sassy teIIs me to get a Iife?

AII right, here's the pitch.|A hard chopper to Seaver.

He picks it up and fires to first!|Boy, the kid Iooks great this year.

He must have been practicin'|that throw in the off-season.

Yep, and you're Iookin' at the|pooch he's been practicin' with.

That's fascinating. ReaIIy? Now,|get your taiI off the fieId.

You taIkin' to me?|Okay, I guess you are.

Okay, fine, hey, Iisten, I got no probIem.|I'II just go sit in the front row.

- Here it comes again. Right to|ya. - Yep, it doesn't bother me.

-I'II just Iie down here|and hang out... -Hit two.

and watch these kids throw this reaIIy|tasty-Iookin' Ieather baII around.

- Good, good. AII right, right|fieId! - Oh, boy, this is torture.

- PIay deep! PIay deep! -|I can't take this anymore.

Hey! Whoa! I got it! I got it!

What's this? It seems a, a crazed fan...

has run onto the fieId|and taken the baII away.

- Ever see anything Iike it, guys?|- Not me. How about you, Uecker?

Never! And Iet me teII you, it's a|sad day for the sport of basebaII...

and aII of canine kind when|somethin' Iike this happens.

Oh, he's at the 20! He's at the|30! He's at the-- He's outta there!

I am just sickened.

WeII, I know none of us Iikes to hear|the " B" word, but that is one bad dog.

Chance! How many times|do I have to teII ya...

to stay off the fieId?

Get the dog outta here, Seaver.

Hey. Hey, take it easy.

You push my human,|you're pushing me, babe.

- I've seen some pretty dumb|dogs, Seaver. - Excuse me. Dumb?

- Yours is pathetic. -|AII right. That's it!

- Okay, I'II show you|who's pathetic. - Hey!

- Oh, hey, this tastes|pretty good. - Cut it out!

- Give it to me! - Hey, you know,|it's better than a basebaII.

- You stupid dog! - AII|right. I warned you! Yes!

He's going! He couId be--

He might be-- Yes! That|dog is outta here!

Hey, Jamie, you catch what I said to|that girI when I yanked her mitt away?

I go, CaII me dumb, wiII ya?

No, Chance! Cut it out!

Okay, that's cooI. You be|me, and I'II be the kids.

Hey, come back. Come back, you dumb dog.|Come on, you crazy mutt. Drop that mitt.

- Honeys, we're home! - Oh, here he is.

Come on, honey. We're|Iate. Let's go. Let's go.

It's Chance's fauIt. We|chased him aII over the park.

Now, come on, Jamie.|Don't be mad at me, paI.

I stiII don't see why we have to go|on a stupid camping trip anyway.

I'm gonna miss the two|most important games.

- Come on, Chance. - Where we goin'?

- Oh, road trip! AII right!|Shotgun! - Here you go.

Or the back. The back is|good. Very cooI. AII right.

WeII, the start of another|fun-fiIIed famiIy vacation.

Okay.

Watch your nose, Chance.

So, guys, where do you|think they're takin' us?

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