Air Bud
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 98 min
- 4,026 Views
[ Chirping ]
[ Whimpering ]
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.
[ 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 !
- 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.
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 ]
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 ?
[ 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.
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.
[ Whistles ]
[ Barking ]
Hey, boy. Want me to get|those rags off ya ?
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
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
Rollin' and a-strollin'|reelin' with the feelin'
Movin' and a-groovin'|splishin' and a-splashin'
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