Air Bud

[ Chirping ]

[ Engine Revving ]

[ Whimpering ]

[ Engine Rattling ]

Oh, darn it !

[ Groaning ]

Okay, mutt. Show time.

Okay, come here.|Hold it. Hold it.

Hey, do not make me|use this, okay ?

Hi.|"Clown and the Hound."

Ow !|[ Whimpering ]

Hey, kids,|it's happy, slappy time !

[ Clown Laughing ]

All right, now,|I tell ya what we'll do.

We'll start off with a little bit|of plate-spinnin', okay ?

I bet you won't be able to guess|what this one is.

Hoo-hoo-ha, hoo-hoo-hoo.| Hula, hula, hula hoop

Pick a card, any card.

Now we put the plate|in our mouth !

[ Wheezing, Coughing ]

[ Coughing Continues ]|It went down a little bit... far.

[ Humming ]

- [ Clown Groaning ]|- [ Boy Groaning ]

Okay, dog, your turn.

- [ Panting ]|- [ Laughing ]

[ Children Gasping ]|Oh. Oh. Oh.

- One more.|- [ Together ] Yeah !

And now|for the grand finale, kids !

- [ Grunting ]|- [ Shrieking ]

- Where are you ?|- [ Crowd Shouting ]

- Come back here !|- [ Screaming ]|- [ Whimpering ]

[ Grunting ]|Ow !

[ Clown Shouting ]

- My cake !|- [ Screaming ]

- [ Children Screaming ]|- [ Mother ] Oh !

[ Grunting ]

Would it be okay|if I get a couple references ?

Come on ! Get up here !|I warned you.

You had your chance,|you flea-bitten mongrel.

You're going to the pound !

Do you hear me ?|You're going to the pound !

I hate birthday parties !

I hate kids !|I hate being a clown !

I can't stand birthday cakes !

Yeah, dog pound ? I got a vicious dog.|No, it's a horrible dog.

It's a menace !|I'm bringin' him in now !

No, I don't know where you are.|That's why I'm calling ya.

What ? Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah,|yeah, I know where that is.

I could be there|in 15, 20 minutes.

Yeah. Well, no, I got a map.|I got a map here in the truck.

- [ Whimpering ]|- [ Mooing ]

[ Truck Horn Honking ]

Oh, my God !|Oh, my !

- [ Baby Crying ]|- You okay ?

- You okay, sweetie ? You okay ?|- No !

Well, jeez,|almost gave me a heart attack.

What on earth is that box doing|in the middle of the road ?

We're okay. Everyone's okay.|We-- We're okay. Fine.

Isn't it cute ?|Oh, don't forget:

My new job is just|ten minutes away.

Did I tell you that|the Fernfield Napkin Factory...

is the third largest manufacturer|of napkins in all North America ?

Well, here we are.

[ Sighs ]|So what do you think, huh ?

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

[ Owl Hooting ]

[ Mother ]|I am concerned about him starting|three months into the school year.

He doesn't make friends|very easily.

Not that he's not friendly. It's just--|Well, he doesn't talk much these days.

You see, when his dad|passed away last year--

- Oh, I'm so sorry.|- Thank you.

It's been difficult.|So, anyway...

I used to spend a lot of time|around here because my grandparents|lived here.

So I thought that the move|would really be the best thing|for us, especially for Josh.

I understand. I'm sure he's|going to do very well here.

But tell me about|extracurricular programs.

Does Josh have any interests|or hobbies ?

Well, he used to like to play|basketball with his dad,

but he's lost interest|in that too.

Well, let's see.|We have an excellent band.

Oh, I used to play the flute|when I was his age. That was fun.

[ Bell Ringing ]

I think an instrument|would be just the thing !

[ Man ] No, no, no.|Don't blow so hard.

Okay, blow a little harder.

Okay, blow a little harder.

[ Chattering ]

Hey, Mike, pass !

- Pick up. Come on.|- Come on.

Go ! Come on, shoot !

Shoot !

[ Grunting ]

[ Dog Growling ]

[ Dog Whimpering ]

I know, Mom. It's not called|moonlighting. Oh, I found it.

Yeah, it's--|It's-- It's-- No !

It's not moonlighting.|You're allowed to have two jobs.

Hmm ? Mom, would you hold on|a minute ? I have another call.

- Hello. Oh, y--|- Q-R-S, T-U-V

- Yes, Mrs. Grayson. Hi.|- W-X

I figured out why Bolivia|didn't get the napkins.|Venezuela got 'em. Yeah.

- [ Knocking ]|- [ Door Opens ]

Sorry, sweetie,|that was Grandma on the phone.

- How was school ?|- It sucks.

How was the trombone ?

Aw, sweetie.

I'm sorry.

You know, we've all been|through a lot in this last year.

But I know we're gonna|get through it.

This is a good place.

All we gotta do is just give it|our best shot every day.

Your dad would've wanted it|that way.

I guess.

Sure. He wouldn't have|wanted you being all mopey.

I love you.

Check out the new kid.

It looks like he stole that ball|from the Harlem Globetrotters.

[ Chuckling ]

How you doin', buddy ?

[ Man ]|All right, listen up !

Now, you're here today to try out|for the school's finest tradition:

basketball.

Now, I've got five of my boys|back from last year,

including leading scorer|Larry Willingham.

Raise your hands, gentlemen.

This year, we are goin' all the way.|Why's that, Willingham ?

- 'Cause we're winners, sir.|- That's right.

We are here to win...

'cause if you can win|on the courts,

you can win at life.

Get your butts out here.|Let's see if you can play ball.

[ Children Shouting ]

What team you playin' for ?|What team you playin' for ?|Who's gonna win ?

- Who's gonna win ?|- [ Together ] Timberwolves !

- I can't hear you !|- [ Together ] Timberwolves !

What team's gonna win ?

- Good night, Art.|- Good night.

Hey, kid,|you're new here, right ?

Well, uh, I could use|a manager.

- Well--|- Manager works his butt off.

He arrives before the team.|He leaves after the team.|Think you can handle it ?

Practice is Friday afternoon.|You be here.

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