Air Bud Page #3

- That's totally inhuman.|- That's just the point, Josh.

He's not human.|He's a stray.

Do not get attached|to this dog, Josh. Do not !

No, I have way too much|on my plate as it is.

- I'd take care of him.|- Josh, we don't know anything|about this dog.

We have your little sister|to think about. No. The answer is no.

One week, and if nobody claims him,|he goes straight to the pound.

- Three weeks ? Two and a half ?|- Two.

- Josh !|- Christmas. That's like two weeks|and a couple days, right ?

That's perfect.|We can't dump him before Christmas.

- Please, please, please.|- All right, all right, Christmas.

But the minute after,|he's outta here.

Meanwhile, he stays outside. And if you|try to sneak him in here just once--

Mom, Mom, Mom.|I swear.

All right.|As long as we're clear.

I swear, you're gonna grow up|to be a lawyer someday.

[ Bicycle Bell Dings ]

- Josh, did you see my newspaper ?|- No, Mom !

Morning, Mom !

- Buddy, how are ya ?|- [ Barking ]

How are ya, boy ?|Did you have a good sleep ? Did ya ?

- That's a good boy.|- [ Barking ]

[ Brushing Teeth ]

- [ Barking ]|- [ Josh Giggling ]

[ Kids Shouting ]

- Don't drag your feet.|Don't drag your feet.|- I got the shot.

- Down, down. Let's go !|- [ Whistle Blowing ]

Stewart, don't try to be a hero.|Your job on this team is to get|the ball to Willingham.

- Let's go !|- [ Whistle Blowing ]

- Pass it off. Let's go !|- [ Boy ] Move it, move it. Back.

[ Coach ] That's it.|Let's go, Curtis.

What's the matter, water boy ?|[ Laughing ]

Let's go !

Hey, get out. Can't you see|this is wet paint ?

He shoots... and scores !

- [ Barking ]|- Here !

Good boy !

[ Door Opens ]

Cool. Pizza.

[ Baby ]|Me too. Who is it ?

What's with Josh today ?

Whoa ! How did you|get up here ?

Hey !|[ Grunting ]

Josh !

- No !|- Are you okay ?

- Josh !|- I'm fine, Mom !

Josh ?

Josh !

- Is everything okay in here ?|- Yeah, Mom.

Everything's fine.|Just doin' my homework.

Why don't I take care|of that laundry as long as I'm here ?

No ! I'll do it later.

You work so hard, Mom.

It'll be good for me.

[ Phone Ringing ]

Hello ?|Yes, this is Mrs. Framm.

Yes, my son put up|those flyers.

Oh, no, no. I'm sure he didn't mean|to put one up on private property.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Oh.

- Yeah !|- [ Dog Whimpers ]

[ Alarm Clock Ringing ]

Hey, Jackie ! What's new ?

I wouldn't know.

- Bye, Mom. I got practice.|I'll be home late.|- Bye, honey.

That's it, gentlemen.|Showers !

You tried to get that slam dunk.|Yeah, right.

[ Sneakers Squeaking ]

- Cold water.|- Huh ?

Make sure you use|cold water.

They'll come out all miniaturized|if you don't.

Okay.

I don't get it.

You don't get what ?

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