Rock Dog Page #5

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We got movement up here!

One of the mastiffs is heading out.

What? A mastiff is leaving Snow Mountain?

(gasps)

(glass shatters)

(Riff over phone)

I think it's the big guy's kid.

I hate the big guy.

What about the rest of the army?

Uh, checking.

Checking. Checking. Checking.

No, nothing. They're staying put.

You want us to take this guy out?

-'Cause I'll take this guy out.

-LINNUX:
(over phone) No.

- It'll be done in two seconds.

-LINNUX:
No.

Okay. Whoa, whoa!

He's getting on the bus.

He's getting on the bus!

LINNUX:
Well, why are you

still talking to me?

Don't let him out of your sight!

Bring him to me.

We get him,

we get Snow Mountain. (laughs)

Get your suit and tie on, Skozz,

we are out of here! Whoo-hoo!

(shivers)

Thanks very much for the bus ride!

Oh, hey, do you know where I can find

Rock 'n' Roll Park?

Oh, okay. Good talk.

(woman speaking indistinctly over PA)

Hi there. Pardon me.

I'm just into town,

and I'm looking for a place...

Right on time.

(struggling)

RIFF:
We're gonna nail him from above,

so he don't see us coming.

I reel him in, you knock him out.

Okay, give me a hand.

(both grunting)

Okay. Flip your side around.

No, the other way.

No, not you, Skozz.

Come on, man, we don't got time for this.

All right, all right, let's roll.

(woman over PA)

Passenger Lawrence Gan,

please report to the supervisor's office

immediately, thank you.

(Riff chuckling)

Yeah, I got you now, mastiff.

(scope beeping)

Hold it steady, Skozz. Ready.

(machine powering up)

Aim.

Fire!

Whoa! Grab my feet, Skozz!

(crashing)

Sir, do you know

where Rock 'n' Roll Park is?

(car alarm blaring)

Oh!

(horn honking)

Hi!

Hey, do you know where I can find

Rock 'n' Roll Park?

(engine revving)

(screaming)

Oh! Whoa!

-ANIMAL:
Watch it!

-(crowd screaming)

Whoa!

(train horns honking)

Whoa!

(grunts)

(blues music playing in the distance)

(reggae music playing)

(punk music playing)

(jazz music playing)

(rap music playing)

Whoa! Whoa!

Oh, boy.

Do not look over there,

but we got a nutjob at 12 o'clock.

- Oh, I just looked over there.

- I told you not to look over there.

I know you did, but when you tell me that,

it makes me want to look.

Do you know what this means?

This is fate!

Just like Mr. Scattergood!

Sorry, Angus Scattergood?

Yes! Yes!

Mr. Scattergood came to Rock 'n' Roll Park

and found a band in need

of a guitar player just like you!

This is unreal!

Sorry I'm late, dudes.

(stutters) Uh, who's the dog?

I'm Bodi. I'm your new guitar player.

Oh!

Oh, cool. I like that. Okay.

Yeah, you're the new... guitar player.

- Well, (scoffs) welcome to the band.

- Yes!

Oh. Uh, incidentally,

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