Max Page #4

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let near him. Won't even let me touch him.

Just gotta be patient with him.

He'll come around.

She's like the chick version of Cesar

Millan. Got the mustache and everything.

Don't touch me.

Hey. If you want, I can come over

and show you a few tricks.

Ooh.

Yeah, sure. Why not?

How about later, so I can cook

up some treats? Say, 3:00?

- Cool.

- Cool.

- What just happened?

- You're stupid. That's what just happened.

Hey. Easy.

Yo. That dog reminds me of your pops.

Maybe this was a bad idea.

Pink Floyd.

You're one of those deep ones?

Hey, there, Max. Like some home cooking?

Smells nice, doesn't it?

Hey, I wouldn't get too close to him.

This is close enough for now.

Let him think about it for a minute.

Yo, I'm out. Carmen, you get

bit, it ain't my fault, right?

Hey, no, Chuy.

You can stay if you want.

- Not if your mean old man is around.

- He's at work, dude.

That man ain't got no love for his light

brown brothers. Know what I'm saying?

That's messed up. The way you let Chuy

hate on your dad like that.

- That's cold.

- Are you serious?

I can say whatever I want about my old man.

Someone else disrespects him,

go upside their head.

- It's called being loyal.

- It's called being psycho...

...so you and Max

should get along pretty well.

I'm not the one he has to get along with. Don't

give this to him until he lets you touch him.

So how'd you get to be such an expert

in all this? Do you have credentials or...

You gonna eat that carnita

or are you gonna give it to your dog?

- Don't do it, man!

- Chuy.

- Are you trying to get my boy killed?

- Shut up, Chuy!

- Maybe I should just give it to him first.

- No, it's a reward.

You can't get a reward

if you didn't do anything to deserve it.

Okay.

It's a start. You got a leash?

Heel. You don't let your dog walk you,

you walk your dog.

Dogs run in packs so if he's leading you,

he's leading the pack.

My brother said Max

was like a specialized search dog.

He could go out in front of his handler

for like 300 yards.

Locate weapons and explosives and stuff.

Yo, we got the Air Jordan of dogs here,

man. You got him shooting layups?

- Sorry, Chuy. Did you wanna try walking him?

- Heck, no. Are you crazy?

Make sure to keep him

to your left a little bit.

All right, Max, you're such a superstar,

let's see you work off-leash.

I don't think it's a good idea. If something

happens, my dad will kill me, so...

No guts, no glory.

Now walk with him like you were just doing.

Heel, Max.

Well, I do not believe what I'm seeing.

- How'd you get him to do that?

- He already knew.

We were just refreshing his memory.

Mom, this is Carmen.

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