Smitty Page #3
You'll be fine.
You're like
some kind of doctor.
No, I'm actually
like some kind of nurse.
Well, I will be, anyway.
What is...?
That is not funny.
It's not funny.
Amanda,
what is wrong with you?
I've got school, you know,
and Ben and--
Ben's with his
grandfather, right?
Right.
When was the last time
you've been on a date?
Let's see.
I don't know, you know.
Ben is 13, so--
BOTH:
Thirteen years?
All right, I like my life.
Ben and me were doing just fine.
(barking)
Stop looking at me.
You're smart, big deal.
You're not mine, I don't like
you, so stay away from me!
Time to get to work, Ben.
Dog, you're
his watchdog.
Watch him.
Don't let him slack off.
Keep him out of trouble.
Stick to him like glue.
All right?
Okay.
You can't make him follow me.
That's not fair.
Fair is at Fort Dodge.
Oh...my mom says that
all the time.
She does?
Really?
Yeah, it's stupid.
I don't even know what it means.
Of course you don't.
Let me know
when you figure it out.
Fine, he can follow me.
He's just some stupid dog.
It's not like he can tell on me.
Oh, he sure can.
He's a farm dog.
He's the eyes
in the back of my head.
(barking)
School of life, Ben.
Class is in session.
Whatever.
Did my mom have to do this
when she was my age?
Yeah, she didn't
whine about it though.
(barking)
Stupid dog.
(barking)
Good boy.
Did you feed Dog?
No.
Why not?
I'll tell you why.
'Cause I'm not his cook.
He wants food,
he can make it himself.
He's a farm dog, right?
Someone told me they were smart.
He's smarter
than some people I know.
But he don't have thumbs.
So make him dinner.
Fine.
(burping)
Come on, boy.
Good boy.
Good dog.
I got something for you.
You want it?
Oh, you know you want it.
If you want it,
all you gotta do is fetch.
Guess you're not so smart
after all, duh.
What a dumb dog.
(barking)
Come on, move!
Real silver.
I can see that.
What happened
to the nameplate?
Fell off.
Silver is worth
at least a grand.
How many times
have you been in here?
Let me tell you something.
Nothing in life
is worth anything
if you don't work for it.
I'll tell you
what I'm going to do.
I'm going
to call the police.
You got ten minutes.
You don't have to do that.
Yes, I do.
Now you got nine minutes.
It's cool, man.
We'll be back.
You got a lot
of nice things in here.
BEN:
Dog?
How did you--?
This your dog?
Not really.
Bites me and it's gonna be
the worst day of its life.
Out of my way, mutt!
(whimpering)
Hey!
I don't ever want to see you
in this place again!
You hear me?
Yeah, yeah.
Who were those guys?
They're just some kids.
They want what they want
when they want it,
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