Rock Dog Page #4

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(sheep panting)

(all grunting, screaming)

(growling, gnawing)

(guitar music playing)

- (groans)

- Huh? Oh!

Wolf! (gasping)

Wolf! Wolf! (screaming)

KHAMPA:
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Guys! It's me!

(sheep group screaming)

The wolves are coming!

The wolves are coming!

Shut your windows!

Lock your doors!

Wolf!

(grunting, screaming)

BODI:
Everybody, listen up!

The wolves are coming!

(sheep screaming)

(groans)

(sheep screaming)

Get outta there, you chowderhead!

Come here!

- Take that, you ding-busted wolf!

- Aah!

The wolves!

They're here! They're coming!

-SHEEP 1:
Help.

-SHEEP 2:
Help. Help. Please, help.

Stay back. I'm dangerous.

(grunts)

SHEEP 1:
Please help!

(sheep screaming)

No!

(sheep exclaiming)

(grunting)

(gasps)

(fireworks crackling)

(shuddefing, panting)

Well, all things considered,

it could have been a lot worse.

- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, kind of embarrassing,

getting fooled by those

cockamamie wolf getups. (laughs)

Where'd Khampa get the notion

to do a crazy thing like that, anyway?

Hello, Khampa. How's things?

(growls softly)

Shot of wheatgrass, Sam.

(groans)

Ah, heck, make it a double.

(glasses clink)

You want to talk about it?

Don't pin this one on me, Fleet.

If he'd been doing his job

guarding the village...

I thought that was your job.

Well, yeah, it is my job,

but I wasn't doing my job.

(exhales loudly)

I think you've established that.

Bodi isn't you. He wants to go.

Well, that's just crazy talk.

Who else is gonna guard this place

after I'm gone?

From what? The wolves?

Maybe you're sitting up there waiting

for something that's never coming back.

What if they do, Fleet?

Okay, what if they do?

You think Bodi's gonna be able

to protect the village?

He is who he is.

He's looking for his own paradise.

(sighs)

BODI:
Dad?

Just wanted to let

you know I'm ready to...

What's this?

Go to the city.

But if you fail, you come back.

And you never speak of music again.

Okay.

(sighs quietly)

Well, keep those shears sharp, Floyd.

Come back and see us sometime, huh?

- Hey.

- Carl. Stay clean.

- Put 'er there, Bodi.

- Ow! (laughs)(laughs)

(static crackles)

(laughs)

You got me good, Steve.

I'm really gonna miss that.

I um... I got a little something for you.

Now where'd I put it'?

SHEEP:
Nice!

FLEETWOOD:
This is your life.

Make it a happy one.

(wind whooshing)

(sheep group) Bye!

See you later, Bodi.

(exhales deeply)

RIFF:
I think I got something!

Hey, Skozz! Get Linnux on the line!

(panting)

That's right. Both kneecaps.

Yeah, really give it to him.

Okay, gotta go. Bye, Mom.

(phone beeps)

Can we get a red cord

to go with the red phone?

Come on!

Riff, you're bothering me.

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