Air Bud Page #4

Why are you puttin' yourself|through this ?

I guess I just like basketball.

Whoa !

-[ Bell Ringing ]|-And have a wonderful holiday, children.

We'll see you all in two weeks.

[ Shouting ]

[ Metal Clanging ]

Excuse me, sir.

Could you sign this ?

[ Sighs ]

You think this is me ?

- It isn't ?|- No, kid.

That guy's dead.|Died a long time ago.

Oh, okay.

Thanks anyway.

[ Basketball Bouncing ]

"Yes, Virginia,|there is a Santa Claus.

He exists as certainly as love|and generosity and devotion exist.

And you know that they abound|and give to your life...

its highest beauty and joy.

Alas, how dreary would the world be|if there were no Santa Claus.

There would be no childlike|faith then.

No poetry, no romance to make|tolerable this existence.

Nobody can conceive|or imagine...

all the wonders that are unseen|and unseeable in the world.

The most real things|in the world...

are those that neither children|nor men can see.

No Santa Claus ?

Thank God he lives,|and he lives forever.

A thousand years from now,|Virginia--

nay, ten times 10,000 years|from now--

he will continue|to make glad...

the heart of childhood."

[ Ringing ]

Hey, Buddy, it's Christmas.

Buddy ? Buddy ?

[ Panting ]

Buddy !

- Merry Christmas, Josh.|- Buddy !

[ Dog Whines ]

Thank you, Mom.|Thank you, thank you,|thank you, thank you !

I gotta get these flyers out|to the boys who tried out|for the team and didn't make it.

The Simmons twins moved to Canada.|God knows why.

I got two slots open.

You know which lockers|belong to which boys ?

[ Chattering ]

Don't even waste|your time, water boy.

[ Laughing ]

I wish my dad were here.

He always knew what to do.

No, Buddy ! No.

I don't wanna play.

Fine. You can play.

No way.

I don't believe this.

- [ Barking ]|- Come on, boy.

Sit, boy.

[ Gasping ]|Whoa !

Yes !

[ Giggling ]

I don't know where|you learned to do this,

but just to be on the safe side,|our secret, okay ?

Yeah, that's|a good boy. Yeah.

All right, gentlemen,|listen up.

Now, we're off|to a rocky start.

We're two and two.

If we're gonna make it to the play-offs,|we're gonna have to start winnin'.

Which is why I'm lookin'|for a couple of winners.

There's nine of you here.|Only two of you are comin' back.

Framm ! You're late !|Bring over that rack of balls !

I'm here to try out|for the team.

- [ Laughing ]|- He can't try out. He's the water boy.

Framm, where did you get that ?

It was in my locker.

Well, it wasn't supposed to be.

Would it be too much trouble|if I tried out anyway ?

Coach, just let him.

All right, but if you slow down|my tryout, I'm gonna have to|pull you out.

Fast break, fast break !

[ Grunting ]

Yes !

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